consideration #1

Day 33

Consider this:

John 1:14 And the Word became flesh and dwelt among us, and we have seen his glory, glory as of the only Son from the Father, full of grace and truth.

Who among us would even think for a second about becoming a virus to save viruses? I know the analogy isn’t perfect, but the fact that the eternal Son of God became one of us, and actually lived with thoroughly sinful us for 33 years is stunningly unimaginable to our brains.

Only the mind of a infinitely loving God could come up with a plan like that.

consider

Day 32

Ah, it’s evening, and I’m all showered and clean and cozy in my bed while something wintry is going on outside. Snow, sleet, rain. Here comes ol’ man winter.

Today was a Doing Good Things Day. I went to work. I talked to my kids (or made them talk). I went to a meeting. I discussed cases with my colleagues. I did paper work. I gave and got a few hugs. I read the news. I checked my email. I checked the weather. I read a few verses, did a little studying of the Bible. I prayed.

Still in spite of all the Good Things I considered today, I didn’t consider him. Not really. He crossed my mind several times. I even talked to him. But I haven’t yet stopped to meditate on my Savior.

Hebrews 12:3 Consider him who endured from sinners such hostility against himself, so that you may not grow weary or fainthearted.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I have another consideration at this time.

“it is enough . . .

Day 30

that Jesus died, and that he died for me.”

I don’t need to add anything to that in order to be saved eternally. I can’t add anything.

I never have to worry about coming to God with my arms full of (useless) good works, asking breathlessly, “Is this enough?” because what I do will never be enough.

What Jesus did is, and I have simply rested my faith in him.

beloved

Day 29

To be called “beloved” is a precious thing. To be called “beloved” by God is indescribable. Believers are said to be accepted in the Beloved,  referring to Jesus. The fact that God’s Word uses the same term for us sinners that he does his Son is just jaw-droppingly amazing.

That’s why I love that verse from Psalm 127 so much.

He gives his beloved sleep.

When I read that verse, I think of a daddy holding his toddler gently in his arms, rocking her, singing to her, watching her eyelids droop. God could have said, “He gives his people sleep”, but the fact that he chose to call us “beloved” there demonstrates a tenderness and a gentleness that the giver of this particular gift has for us, his little ones.

His beloved.

varied

Day 27

Variety is the spice of life, and I truly have a very spicy career. That’s because I deal with people and language, two extremely – nearly infinitely –  varied entities. Put the two together, and wow! The possibilities are wonderfully endless.

Recently, sessions have included the origin of the term “sideburns”, a discussion of how absolutely ancient I am (once my 4th grade boys figured out my age: “Twenty-nine! Woah!”), and why it is important to wear a seatbelt. (“‘Cause if you don’t, you might fly out the window and bust your head open.” Yes, indeed.) Then there’s the  incredulous quote of the day, inspired by a picture in a book of a yak wearing boxer shorts (it’s a long story): “Them wear drawers?”

Well, no, not usually.

I am so grateful to God for my job, my kids, and my language.

wings

Day 26

Exodus 19:4 You yourselves have seen what I did to the Egyptians, and how I bore you on eagles’ wings and brought you to myself.

According to the  Bible Knowledge Commentary, mother eagles fly under their new-to-flying young with wings outspread to catch them if they fall. What a beautiful picture of God who is always there with his mighty everlasting arms, quick to rescue us whenever we stumble, fail, and faint.

December heat

Day 25

It’s been a snowy December 1st these last few years in Milwaukee, but not today. The sun shone brightly. The thermostat read 51. The kids in the hallway on their way in from recess proclaimed, “It’s hot out! It’s a miracle!”

It’s supposed to snow tomorrow, so we’ll be closer to reality, but I don’t mind this kind of “miracle” ahead of a Wisconsin winter.

Don’t mind it one smidgen.

Celebrating 150 years . . .

Day 24

of baseball in Milwaukee. The first game here was played on 30 November 1859.  Sure, it was odd that they played in what amounts to winter weather in most of the country. Sure, the score was more football and basketball than baseball at 85-40 (wow – how’d that happen?!). Sure, they kept playing on into December (including a snow-shortened game on the 17th). Sure, there was probably little resemblance to the game we know and love today. Still, those “boys of winter” (as the Milwaukee Journal-Sentinel calls them) paved the way for the “boys of summer” here in Wisconsin.

So, hooray for baseball pioneers, and . . .  play ball!

grace through death

Day 22

Physical death is a curse. The day we are conceived, we begin the long slow march to the day we die.  As humans, we dread the day, we avoid it at all costs, consciously and unconsciously, we ignore it, we pretend it will not ever come. But since that day in the Garden when Adam & Eve sinned, died spiritually, and were destined to die physically, we have all been under the curse.

Still, grace was there that day.

Genesis 3:22-24 Then the Lord God said, “Behold, the man has become like one of us in knowing good and evil. Now, lest he reach out his hand and take also of the tree of life and eat, and live forever—” therefore the Lord God sent him out from the garden of Eden to work the ground from which he was taken. He drove out the man, and at the east of the garden of Eden he placed the cherubim and a flaming sword that turned every way to guard the way to the tree of life.

He kept them away from the tree of life so they would die, so they wouldn’t ever have a chance to live eternally with that crushing load of sin.

Thank you, Lord, for your grace on the first dark day in human history.

common

Day 21

The  virus known as the common cold has been uncommonly friendly with me the last few months. I’ve been getting sick with something every other week it seems. Last school year, my body waited ’til April to become ill, but this year, the darling little children and their not-so darling little germies have gotten to my immune system early and often. Add in a heart issue that turned out pretty benign in the end, and I just feel like I’m sickly all the time these days.

Still, the best part about being sick is anticipating the day when you feel all better – the day you wake up without a stuffy nose, without hacking up a lung, or without dreading every swallow. Being well is a glorious feeling that I take for granted most of the time.

And I am well, usually.

In this I am tremendously blessed. Good health on this earth is not a guarantee. Great physical suffering is common. In fact, knowing what we know about the body and how many things can go wrong and how many awful diseases there are out there, it is a wonder that most of us are well more than we are sick.

So even now, as I reach for a tissue after a gigantic sneeze, I can thank the Lord for the good health he has given me, and for the fact that that sneeze itself means my immune system is fightin’ off the bad guys.

to whom?

Day 20

People sit around and talk a lot about what they’re thankful for these days. Or this day especially. But too many leave out the most important factor in the equation –  the recipient – and I kind of wonder who they’re giving thanks to? The Universe? Fate? Their lucky stars? The turkey?

Psalm 136:1-3 Give thanks to the LORD, for he is good. His love endures forever. Give thanks to the God of gods. His love endures forever. Give thanks to the Lord of lords:  His love endures forever.

So, thank you, LORD. Thank you that you are good. Thank you for being the One True God. Thank you for being Lord over all rulers. Thank you that your love endures for all eternity.

The First Thanksgiving, Milwaukee version

Day 18

Me: “Before the Pilgrims came to America, they escaped England and went to a country called . . .  (pause) . . . a country called Hol . . . (pause after cue)  . . .”

Kid: “Holstralia?”

Me: “What were some of the kinds of meat the Pilgrims and Indians ate at the 1st Thanksgiving?”

Kid: “Turkey and, um  . . .  Polish sausage!” (Well, this is Wisconsin. At least he was in the meat category.)

like watching a horror film

Day 17

Reading the book of Numbers is overall a very unpleasant experience. You know what’s going  to happen, and you know it’s not good.  Yet you can’t stop it:  the Israelites keep murmuring, keep rebelling, keep rejecting God’s graciousness, until his judgment against their unbelief strikes, and the first generation out of Egypt is denied entrance to the Promised Land.

I felt like I was cringing all the way to the end of chapter 14, where they do this (then I just felt like yelling, “you IDIOTS!”):

“And they rose early in the morning and went up to the heights of the hill country, saying, “Here we are. We will go up to the place that the Lord has promised, for we have sinned.” But Moses said, “Why now are you transgressing the command of the Lord, when that will not succeed? Do not go up, for the Lord is not among you, lest you be struck down before your enemies.  For there the Amalekites and the Canaanites are facing you, and you shall fall by the sword. Because you have turned back from following the Lord, the Lord will not be with you.” But they presumed to go up to the heights of the hill country, although neither the ark of the covenant of the Lord nor Moses departed out of the camp. Then the Amalekites and the Canaanites who lived in that hill country came down and defeated them and pursued them, even to Hormah.”

Lesson: Refusing to do what God commands when he commands it and how he commands it, then trying to do it without his blessing in my own time and own way will only result in disaster.

The scariest part of Numbers? Seeing too much of me in the discontented people of Israel.

Happy 16th Birthday, D-man!

Day 16

Well, the baby of the family turns 16 today (guess he’s not so much a baby anymore, huh?). Well, technically tomorrow from where I’m sittin’, but I just woke him up over in Kenya with a birthday call. Poor kid.

Here he is, looking all tough and manly as “Caleb” in Seven Brides for Seven Brothers, which was presented last week at Rift Valley Academy.

I remember him being so tiny – one of my favorite family videos is of Noah holding “Baby Daniel”. Now he just made the varsity basketball team. OK, seriously, time, where’d ya go?

Daniel, I hope your day is great (despite that U.S. History test ;), and that your next year is one of becoming more like Jesus. I love you!

2 Chronicles 16:9 “For the eyes of the LORD move to and fro throughout the earth that He may strongly support those whose heart is completely His.”

Today . . .

Day 15

consisted of:

sleeping in, phone call from Em, Leviticus, Romans, the prodigal son, package from Em, touch football in the warm afternoon, end times discussion over Gatorade, haircut, pizza, raspberry massacre pie.

(“massacre” because I accidentally smashed the majority of the berries while making the pie filling).

‘Twas a good Saturday, indeed.

a funny thing happened on the way from the search engine

Day 14

Today, someone entered “god is unimaginably cruel” in Google or Yahoo or one of the other search engines, and ended up here at Made For Eternity. I have no clue what the thought processes behind that particular search were, but the entry they clicked on was from 2007. It went like this:

I’ve heard people say that there is no God, but if there is, he must be unimaginably cruel – an assumption based on all the heartache aned evil in the world. As I read through Isaiah, though, I see the exact opposite; I see a God who is righteous in his judgment of man’s sin, who is just in destroying the wicked, but who is gracious beyond measure. For after the judging, comes this:

Isaiah 25:8-9 “He will swallow up death forever; and the Lord God will wipe away tears from all faces and the reproach of his people he will take away from all the earth, for the Lord has spoken. It will be said on that day, “Behold, this is our God; we have waited for him, that he might save us. This is the Lord; we have waited for him; let us be glad and rejoice in his salvation.”

He is not unimaginably cruel. He is unimaginably kind.