Perspective: the art of drawing solid objects on a two-dimensional surface so as to give the right impression of their height, width, depth, and position in relation to each other when viewed from a particular point; particular attitude toward or way of regarding something; a point of view; true understanding of the relative importance of things; a sense of proportion.
I named this blog Perspectives, because I think it might just be what God is growing in me. Slowly but surely, giving me a correct understanding of myself, and by His sweet grace, shifting my perspective away from the slavery of self onto the beauty of Jesus. I hope to have a “true understanding of the relative importance of things”—a right perspective...to find that place of freedom. These posts will hopefully all point back to gaining a truer and better perspective.
Tuesday, November 6, 2012
Spurge
"I saw the other day a remarkable picture, which I shall use as an illustration of the way of salvation by faith in Jesus. An offender had committed a crime for which he must die, but it was in the olden time when churches were considered to be sanctuaries in which criminals might hide themselves and so escape. See the transgressor—he rushes towards the church, the guards pursue him with their drawn swords, all athirst for his blood, they pursue him even to the church door. He rushes up the steps, and just as they are about to overtake him and hew him in pieces on the threshhold of the church, out comes the Bishop, and holding up the crucifix he cries, "Back, back! stain not the precincts of God's house with blood! stand back!" and the guards at once respect the emblem and stand back, while the poor fugitive hides himself behind the robes of the priest. It is even so with Christ. The guilty sinner flies to the cross—flies straight away to Jesus, and though Justice pursues him, Christ lifts up his wounded hands and cries to Justice, "Stand back! stand back! I shelter this sinner; in the secret place of my tabernacle do I hide him; I will not suffer him to perish, for he puts his trust in me." Sinner, fly to Christ!"
"I have now explained that act which is after all the only one which marks the day of salvation to the soul. I will give one or two figures however to set it in a clearer light. When a man hath gold and silver in his house, he fears lest some thief may break through and steal, and therefore if he be a wise man he seeks out a bank in which to store his money. He makes a deposit of his gold and his silver; he says in effect, "Take that, sir, keep it for me. To-night I shall sleep securely; I shall have no thought of thieves; my treasure is in your hands. Take care of that for me, when I need it, at your hands shall I require it." Now in faith we do just the same with our blessed Redeemer. We bring our soul just as it is and give it up to him. "Lord, I cannot keep it; sin and Satan will be sure to ruin it—take it and keep it for me, and in that day when God shall require the treasure, stand my sponsor, and on my behalf return my soul to my Maker kept and preserved to the end." Or take another figure. When your adventurous spirit hath sought to climb some lofty mountain, delighted with the prospect you scale many and many a steep; onward you climb up the rocky crags until at last you arrive at the verge of the snow and ice. There in the midst of precipices that scarcely know a bottom and of summits that seem inaccessible, you are suddenly surrounded with a fog. Perhaps it becomes worse and worse until a snow-storm completes your bewilderment. You cannot see a step before you: your track is lost. A guide appears: "I know this mountain," says he. "In my early days have I climbed it with my father. O'er each of these crags have I leaped in pursuit of the chamois; I know every chasm and cavern. If you will follow me even through the darkness I will find the path and bring you down; but mark, before I undertake to guide you in safety, I demand of you implicit trust. You must not plant your feet where you think it safest, but where I shall bid you. Wherever I bid you climb or descend you must implicitly obey, and I undertake on my part to bring you safely down to your house again." You do so—you have many temptations to prefer your own judgment to his but you resist them—and you are safe. Even so must you do with Christ. Lost to-day and utterly bewildered Christ appears. "Let me guide you, let me be an eye to thee through the thick darkness; let me be thy foot, lean on me in the slippery place, let me be thy very life; let me wrap thee in my crimson vest to keep thee from the tempest and the storm." Will you now trust him; rely entirely, simply, and implicitly upon him? If so, the grand act of your life is done and you are a saved man, and on the terra firma of heaven you shall one day plant your delighted feet and praise the name of him who saved you from your sins."
Sunday, July 1, 2012
Consume this consumer's heart
Thursday, May 31, 2012
Learning about a gracious God in Orlando...
Tuesday, May 8, 2012
Looking back: 100 things I am thankful for this year...
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
BELONG...
We now “have the right personal or social qualities to be a member of a particular group”...that group being the family of Christ. We “are the property of” our Heavenly Father, and “are dominated by” His love. We are “rightly placed in this specified position” because Jesus is rightly placed at the right hand of the Father. Jesus belonged to the Father…was one with the Father…and gave up that right place of belonging He deserved in order to make us…sinners…“belong.”
Monday, March 12, 2012
The hard, enduring, dare I say “thankless” practice of giving thanks…
This past week God has been showing me something really awesome. Really convicting. Much needed…(Like when you look in the mirror and you see you have pepper in your teeth, and you hate that it was ever there, but oh man are you thankful to see it and try and get rid of it). So…I return again to the place of thanksgiving. Back up the mountain I trudge. How did I forget that it is a practice?
practice |ˈpraktəs|
noun
1 the actual application or use of an idea, belief, or method as opposed to theories about such application or use; • the customary, habitual, or expected procedure of something; 2 repeated exercise in or performance of an activity or skill so as to acquire or maintain proficiency in it
verb [ trans. ] ( Brit. practise)
1 perform (an activity) or exercise (a skill) repeatedly or regularly in order to improve or maintain one's proficiency; • actively pursue or be engaged in (a particular profession or occupation)
what the heck have I been doing?
NOT practicing. NOT enduring. NOT actually applying. NOT “performing repeatedly or regularly in order to improve or maintain one’s proficiency”
Did I say it was hard? I think it is. I think the reason it’s hard for me is because when I give thanks I take my eyes off of myself and put them on Someone much, much greater than me. I take the glory (so hopelessly misplaced) off of myself and point it back to where it belongs. To its Origin. To Good. To God.
Goodbye navel-gazing, Hello God-praising.
This morning I read Ephesians 1:3-14. I really came to it in a cool way. A dear friend sent me an email with the words “praise God for this truth this morning,” followed by the verse…quite ironically, it was an email she sent me in order the THANK me for something.
Herein lies a magnificent truth…
“Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who has blessed us in Christ with every spiritual blessing in the heavenly places, even as he chose us in him before the foundation of the world, that we should be holy and blameless before him. In love he predestined us for adoption as sons through Jesus Christ, according to the purpose of his will, to the praise of his glorious grace, with which he has blessed us in the Beloved. In him we have redemption through his blood, the forgiveness of our trespasses, according to the riches of his grace, which he lavished upon us, in all wisdom and insight making known to us the mystery of his will, according to his purpose, which he set forth in Christ as a plan for the fullness of time, to unite all things in him, things in heaven and things on earth.
In him we have obtained an inheritance, having been predestined according to the purpose of him who works all things according to the counsel of his will, so that we who were the first to hope in Christ might be to the praise of his glory. In him you also, when you heard the word of truth, the gospel of your salvation, and believed in him, were sealed with the promised Holy Spirit, who is the guarantee of our inheritance until we acquire possession of it, to the praise of his glory.”
This passage, which is chock full of splendid sincerity, states three times the phrase “to the praise of His glory/His glorious grace.” Coincidence? Of course not. Nothing in the Word of God ever is.
I want to seek this. To sniff it out and chase it down. To hunt it like treasure. “X” marks the spot and that “X” is thanks. Praise to the Father. Praise for His glory, His mercy, His grace. Praise to the Son. Praise to the Holy Spirit.
11 things I am thankful for in those 11 verses...
1. that I have been blessed in Christ with every spiritual blessing
2. to be chosen by God and predestined in love for adoption through Christ
3. to have redemption through His blood
4. the forgiveness of my trespasses
5. to have His grace lavished upon me (lavished…WOW! What an awesome word! I would put it right up there with Tolkien’s love for “cellar door”)
6. for His making known to me the purpose of His will
7. that He wishes to unite all things to Himself
8. I have obtained an inheritance in Him
9. that I have been predestined according to His will
10. that I am to the praise of His glory
11. that I have been sealed with the promised Holy Spirit
In these 11 verses, there are so many more reasons to be thankful. I pray that it will last beyond this hour, beyond this blog entry, beyond when the coffee shakes wear off, beyond myself.