Magic or Illusion..

the power of God's love -

God's forgiveness and love isn't about tricking you with slight of hand or distraction from your problems. I will cause a stir in some of you by saying this, but God's wonder just may be the ultimate in magic. After all, His power is inexplicable. He needs no special prop or staged theatrics to 'fool' you into believing in His power, because what He does affects us in ways that can make a personal difference. Is that magic? I don't know for certain what it is, but I do know it's real. On earth, we Christians are taught to guard against and test such powers of unknown origin against what His word says, I know that, so don't write to me chastising me for using the word to describe God's miracles.
    If you were sick and dying without hope of a cure, which would you prefer, an illusion, a mirage of good health yet still dying? Or would you want the wondrous, unexplainable and yes 'magical' healing power of a good God who longs to have a relationship with you - His child.
    As entertainment value goes, illusions are fun. Sometimes they even freak us out a little. Though it is baffling to me why you and I search for answers to our problems among the fakes and the charlatans. The people and things that promise to distract us from our problems, but use the "smoke and mirrors"  of worldly magic and illusion to keep us from the real healer, the One who is the author of love, grace, and forgiveness.
    Maybe we should define the difference between magic and illusion. An illusion is something that is wrongly perceived or understood by the senses. A false belief or deceptive appearance. These types of fake ideas and fools gambits have been around for years, taking people for their money, their possessions, and sometimes their lives. The power in the scam is making the person doubt their own ability to see it or feel it; not knowing that what you see isn't really what you think it is, that is the false belief in a deception. And sadly, many of us go through life, sometimes for years, and sometimes just when it matters the most, with ideas that are a mirage of what is really happening around us. We look at our pain or our failures of this life through a small window limited by our own feelings.
Let us look at the definition of magic, (not the paranormal nonsense): someone who apparently has powers from the supernatural, the power to change the course of an event through an unseen force, one who can create something from seemingly nothing. Okay, for some of you that sometimes wonder about me and the basis of my faith, I assure you that I am not encouraging anyone into the occult, or saying that incantations will get you closer to God. Quite the opposite in fact, I am saying that true power to heal, forgive and create life comes from God. Are there powers of darkness out there that harness these ideas of supernatural magic and illusion? You bet that there are, and they are very dangerous. Think for a minute about anyone that can do those type of things we defined as "magic", seemingly create things out of thin air, change the course of events to their will. Illusions for fun and entertainment are one thing, they can be explained and surely wow the senses with amazement, but magic with spells and crystals to 'focus your powers' for the manipulation of the supernatural, God says that these types of things are from the darkness of evil, and that we should stay away from them in our life. Far away.
That being said, how then would you define or describe God's power? Great? Exalted? That is difficult isn't it? Of course we can use all of the over-the-top words that we know such as limitless, amazing, mighty, awesome; somehow they all seem to fall short of a real description of just what the Creator of the heavens and earth does to affect the course of our lives when we call out to Him. When you witness the beauty of a falling star or the wonder and vastness of our universe or hold a newborn child of yours for the first time and feel their tiny fingers wrap around yours. It is truly something magical. The best and only good kind of magic, God's.
God does not desire to be our Santa Clause, only to be called on when we need His miracles of deliverance. And He is surely not an illusionist, deceiving us into believing that He has made our 'elephant' in the room to disappear, only to find it later hidden in some dark corner. No God's magic is His love for us, His longing to be in a real relationship with each of us where we know each other by name. Illusions may be entertaining as part of a show or theater, but they are hurtful when we find that we have believed in a lie as part of our life's journey. They bring emptiness into our heart and deliver us from nothing. Addictions to work, play or desire, are all illusions of real happiness. If you find yourself in a place where you keep wondering why your life is full of disappointment, pain or personal failure, ask yourself as I do, are you believing in and looking for, the illusion of happiness; or are you looking for the One who can create wonder from brokenness, the One who can change the course of events in your life through real supernatural power.
There are most likely no adequate words in our language that can accurately describe the wondrous mystery that is God's power. But then if we could, it wouldn't be quite so wondrous or mysterious, would it? The magic of God's love is that it is free, even though we have lived lives that go against His longing to forgive us and have us get to know Him. It's still free. The things that we each see as miracles, or the magic of God, healing, deliverance from danger or illness, those are not the real miracles of the Gospel story. The Truth is simple, as people who defy God and His plan for our lives constantly, and steal joy and cause physical pain and sometimes even death to His children, He still pours out His love to us. Those of us hiding in our dirty, ragged clothes of lies, covered in the mess of our shame and disappointment. He never meant for us to go through life as ragamuffin children, but that's exactly who we tend to be. Don't go through life looking for the illusion of happiness. And don't seek the things that make your pain go away temporarily. Take the first step today toward the real magic of forgiveness, toward the One who stands at the door of your heart every day and night, waiting to come in and do life with you. He can create something completely new from the rubble of your life, and that isn't magic, that is God's love for His child. Only fools live in an illusion and believe it to be true, the wise seek stability in the Truth. Jesus waits for you  to seek Him and put your trust in Him. No magic, just God's love.

Randy

Proverbs 14:18 (MSG)

Galations 5:19-21 (MSG)

Isaiah 8:19 (MSG)

Supernatural

What comes to mind when you hear the word supernatural? Flying brooms and magic wands? Secret spells and wizardry are often portrayed as Hollywood's idea for that mystical realm. Maybe your initial response includes shy but cool vampires and handsome werewolves, glistening about showing off their superpowers, and wooing young women with their good looks and fabulous pick-up lines. While these may be entertaining ideas to the mind, they are lacking completely in delivering the real and otherworldly power of the spiritually supernatural. If you like those kinds of stories, ones where the unexplainable happens and there are witnesses to prove that it was definitely not something ordinary, then the Bible has a lot to offer you between the creation story and the end time reveal.
When we think of supernatural these days, I think that our scientific minds are drawn directly to deciding that it’s just for movies or fiction. The issue of unexplained events is more thought of as things for the cable channel shows, ghost stories and mythical theories. However, looking at the history as recorded in the Bible, there were many events of this nature, and more than just a few witnesses. Some of these events are also recorded outside of biblical writings, so the bias that some claim exists in the writers of the time is substantially supported by non-biblical sources.
Some highlights of the obvious events that were hard to explain without spiritual intervention, I remember the exodus story of the Hebrew people from Egypt. It has far too many “coincidences” that helped lead to the freedom of the people. Plagues, fire from the sky, locusts, and blood red river waters; The fact that all of these showed up just as Moses was telling pharaoh to let the Hebrews go free could not have been pure luck. No one is that lucky. Later the walls of Jericho just happen to fall down after the Hebrew people follow God’s orders and march around the city believing His promise to deliver their enemy to them. Jesus brings a dead friend back to life after he has been dead for three days. Water in jugs turns into wine at His blessing. Storms calm at Jesus’s mere suggestion to be still. There are just too many circumstances that seem to happen at just the right time. You can’t explain away every miracle in the bible as an accident, so how do we explain it?
Many years ago I read a popular Christian book about the spiritual world that surrounds ours. Frank Peretti is a masterful writer, and the image that he painted in those books still exists in my mind. In its fictional account, it tells the parallel stories of both our worlds; human beings and the events that we experience, and the spiritual world with all of the angelic and demonic activity of a great science fiction movie. I don’t really think that any of us have a real grasp on how the spirit realm impacts our lives. Just the same though, I believe wholeheartedly, that there is a spirit realm in which angels and demons alike, exist around us; they tempt us to follow selfish desires and protect us from overwhelming danger.
If you are like me, you could really use some of that type of miraculous power in your life. Illnesses, job and family stress, finances upside down, who among us doesn’t think about how great a miracle would be in our time of need. Could it be that we are being bombarded by those evil spirits, roaming their realm looking to intervene in our lives with tragedy and pain at any opportunity? I believe that they do. But I also believe that we, as basically selfish and sinful people, create a lot of our own problems through bad decisions and impatience. So regardless of the source, and whether it’s a combination of our nature or their influence, or a deadly merger of the two, why do we choose not to believe for our own miracle? Why is it that before our need is the greatest and most hopeless, we fail to call on God to deliver us. Certainly we pray for miracles when all other hope is gone, but what is it that you are really expecting to happen? He always answers when we finally call on Him, I believe that. It’s not always the answer that we are looking for, but He does answer.
As Christians, we desperately need to realize the power that exists within the spiritual realm. Certainly not to the point of spending all of our waking time thinking about it, being distracted from what we are called to do, but giving it enough importance to believe and expect our prayers to affect the actions of those within it. If we call God to send angels to protect and deliver us from dangers or pain, we should expect a direct result of these requests to bring about action within the spirit world. A movement of empowerment for those beings who watch over our lives on behalf of their creator, and ours. Why is this important? I believe understanding the immenseness of God and His powers can overwhelm our senses, and especially tend to create so many questions in us that we lose the simplicity of His gospel. Yes He commands legions of angels. Yes they exist in a realm completely invisible to our own, and yet intimately connected to our lives. Yes they battle with forces of darkness and evil to protect us when we call upon Him to send them, and sometimes when we don’t. Science fiction? It certainly sounds like it doesn’t it? But in the Bible, over and over, the heavenly realm is described in great detail, with angelic warriors and great hosts of those created by God.
In Luke 1, the new church leaders again quoted the preachers and teachers of the past, in this case Zachariah, who in chapter 10 tells of the God of angel armies, who will come to put the muscle back into the people of Judah. That He will take care of them, strengthen them, revive their spirits, and fill them with courage. When we pray we reach out to a power far beyond our rational thinking. The problem seems to be our expectations. We can’t figure out why God doesn’t do what we ask Him to do. I would say that the answer to that may be perspective. Just like our parents know what is best for us as children, God sees a world around us that contains the present and the future. He sees how it will affect us, and those around us. And finally, He has a plan to use us, if we ask Him to, to fulfill His purpose for our life.
Let’s look at it from this point of view, whether you believe in the spirit realm and all of it’s spectacular biblical detail or not, does not affect its existence. I would think that believing in a God with the power to build a universe and create beauty such as we have, would convince us all that limiting what is possible and what is not would be ridiculous. With that said, take a step of faith with me to believe that you are a part of something more wondrous than you can see with your current eyes. You live in a dual realm, where God allows us to make our own choices, and walk individual paths, free from the constraints that would come upon us if we could see what is His spiritual reality. Just imagine if we had the vision to know His wonders as the angels do? It’s my belief that for this reason, we do not have the ability to see all that is around us. How could we have the freewill to choose Him if we were overcome with His glory and just the sight of Him convinced us of His majesty?
It is His love for us that protects our decision to believe in Him. Does the supernatural exist? Yes it certainly does, and its armies are empowered through His will, and called on by our prayers. It exists through God and surrounds each of us in every way. If you believe that, and align yourself with Him, talk to Him, learn about who He really is, listen to His messengers in your heart, then the realm in which you live will be opened up to the power of a super love story. One of grace and forgiveness. He doesn’t want to win you over through power and special effects, but through a willingness to call you family, and a conveyance of unconditional, even supernatural, affections.

  Zechariah 10: 3-6 (MSG)

Would You Believe..

Luke 1: 5-25 - Zachariah, God's plan in spite of our disbelief.

  As we grow through our teenage years, and into young adulthood, there are many questions that we ask ourselves, how to find a job, who our real friends are, what comes after high school or college? All of these mysteries and thousands more, they flood our minds with possibilities and fear, with the insecurity of a future yet to be written. Our purpose growing through this is to be mindful of our path and consider what we have been taught; using what we have learned from our life lessons and mentors to make decisions that will be good ones and benefit our lives, instead of creating consequences from making the wrong choices.
  Certainly that is a positive goal, to make all the right choices, and follow God's perfect path for our life, but what do you do when that isn't the case? If you're worried that no one has made the kind of mistakes that you have made, relax. Everyone has failed. You are a member of a very public and widely inclusive group. Most of our life, we make decisions based of what we know to be true, or what we have been taught, but have you ever questioned what you believe? Or why you believe it? I think we all have gone through that stage to some degree. I never questioned the existence of God, but I most certainly questioned how I believed in Him. What he wanted from me, and how would I know if I was hearing Him, or just doing what I wanted and calling it God's will. I know that I wondered why there were so many different types of churches, and why some grew larger than others and seemed to reach successfully into their communities, and others stayed the same, decade after decade. As life continues it's wandering journey, our questions will evolve, some get answered with causes for joy and sorrow alike; careers, spouses, children, death. None of us know all of the answers, so the best advice is to know someone who does. Now if it was just easier to figure out how to understand His responses.
          If you think that God can't work through you because you lack faith, or connection as a Christian, let me tell you about a man named Zachariah. By all accounts, Zachariah was a Godly man. He did have a flaw though that a lot of us can identify with, he had prayed to God for a lifetime to give him a son. Year after year, it didn't happen. Have you wondered like I have, "God, why don't you hear me", "why don't you answer me the way I want you too"? Zachariah had grown old, waiting on God to answer his prayers, maybe even a little resentful, apparently the answer was no. In Luke 1, the story of an unbelieving Zachariah is told, not to embarrass, but perhaps to give us hope, and an example of God's grace. Though Elizabeth and Zachariah were an honorable couple, in good standings in the church, and apparently with God, Elizabeth could not conceive. At the time, without medical explanations to bring reason to this sad situation, I am sure many around them scorned and made fun of them. They may have even been accused of having some hidden sin in there lives, something that caused God to "punish" them by keeping them from having a son. Just to be clear, God doesn't want to punish us for sinning, His desire was and is to forgive us. When the angel finally came to Zachariah and he told him that Elizabeth would conceive, old Zach just couldn't believe it. I get the feeling that Gabriel, God's honored sentinel solder, was a little frustrated with Zachariah's disbelief, so much so that he asked Zachariah if he knew who he was talking to.
          To make a believer out of Zachariah, Gabriel told him that he would not speak again until the baby was born. I'm not sure which would be worse, the fact that suddenly you have no ability to speak, or that even as an official of the church, you lacked enough faith in God to believe an angelic announcement of your blessing. Imagine telling your family, friends and church the real reason why you are compelled to silence, but it's a rather good lesson for us. Zachariah's doubts, and unbelief didn't stop God's plan from being fulfilled. John was born into the world just the same, as the bearer of the good news to come.
          Has God called you to pray for someone at school or work? Maybe you feel the tug on your heart to teach a small group in your home. Would you believe, a calling to write a book about your ragamuffin walk with Jesus? (I wouldn't). Rarely are we called in an obvious manor, with great signs and wonders appearing in the sky, or being handed to us packaged neatly and concise, with directions and a manual for how to proceed. Usually its more like Zachariah, we doubt ourselves and we can't imagine God being serious about what He is suggesting to us. Doesn't He know that we are not qualified, not capable or equipped to do what He is asking of us? I'm sure as you read this, you recognize those questions, and you also realize how ridiculous they are, being asked of the One who hung the stars into place. The God who made a bush to burn, but not be consumed. The Father who sent His son to live with us, walk with us, teach us how to be more like Him, and then ultimately die for us. He knows our short-comings and inabilities. Yet He has a plan to use us for His purposes and take our experiences and make them tools for good in the realm of God.
          The day that John was born, just as the angel had said, Zachariah opened his mouth and spoke again. What has God placed in your life that requires faith and a first step to continue or succeed? As we learn from the story, believing is not always easy. We have rules of this world that we try to place on God, forgetting that He is the author of all things supernatural. Remember that whether or not you go along, you may end up right in the middle of it anyway, God has a way of convincing us that He's right. The question for you is very basic, can you set aside your doubts and fear of inadequacy? Maybe we can trust Him, at least long enough, for Him to show us why He has put us where we are. You may be the Bible study or youth leader, the one person to reach out to your unlovable neighbor, the coach of a child who needs a Godly mentor, the friend that takes the opportunity when it comes, to pray and talk to someone in need, or the writer whose not really a writer, but a simple beggar showing other beggars where to find bread.
          For most of my life, I have struggled with not knowing exactly what God's plan is for my future. In fact, truthfully I have been my own Zachariah many times over. Not that I've stopped talking for months because of it, but God had to break me from thinking or doing what I thought was right in my life, in order for me to ever consider His plan. There is a call that goes out to each of us. It's specific to what God wants for you and from you. Though you may be like me, and wonder what God could make of your ragged and worn life, He has a plan. And He has placed you in life, where you have just the right knowledge and experience to succeed, if He is in it. But first, 'would you believe?'

Luke 1 (msg)

The Reunion

   The older I get, the more people that I know, and hold dear, pass from this life to the next. I wrote what follows to describe what could be, not what I know for sure. I am not a scholar or a theologian, but I know that God has promised all of us not to forsake us. In our biggest hour of need, I trust that His promise is the most powerful for those who are desperate to find peace and a glimpse of love lost. For those who remain..

   A warm sun filled the sky, and a gentle spring breeze blew through the budding branches of the neighborhood trees. It was a perfect day, no coat, just right for short sleeves and sunglasses. As he laid in his bed, his breathing was labored and he could not speak, but he could see this nature through the window, and he wondered, what would it be like. Not to have the sun in the sky, not to feel the wind on his face and in his hair. His wife was at his side, singing softly as she stared into his eyes, no words were spoken, but he felt her say "I love you" in her touch, and he answered her in the only way that he could, the squeeze of his hand. Since cancer had invaded his body, he had wondered about this time. At first, he trusted that God would heal his body. But Gods plan is not always our idea of the perfect design. His body had slowly been reduced to a shadow of its former self, but his love for her and for God had not diminished.
As the afternoon light grew dim in his eyes, he lost sight of his wife of many years. Although she never left his side - he felt alone, but more at peace than he had in some time. It took a few minutes for him to realize that the pain in his body was gone, but slowly he found himself imagining that he was walking through the most lush and green forest he had ever seen. Tall ferns grew everywhere, and he seemed to be on a grassy pathway that leads through the tall trees and wound further than he could see. He could smell the scent of something like pine, but not quite. After only a few moments he noticed what seemed to be a man sitting at a table alongside the pathway. The man was dressed in white, or at least he thought so. Bright, glowing light seemed to surround him. "Hello, and welcome," the man said as he approached. "I've been waiting for you," he said as he lifted his coffee mug and offered one to the newcomer. "I don't know how I got here," he said, but the man at the table interrupted, "you are exactly where you are supposed to be. Welcome" at this moment he recognized the man at the table, it was a dear friend of his that had passed away many years ago. A little surprised at how calm they both seemed to be he asked,  "Am I dead?" "You aren't dead, you're healed," said the man at the table. "And you've made it to the next part of your journey. A most wonderful and exciting odyssey". Just then he noticed many others joining them in this peaceful and beautiful setting. People and family members that he hadn't seen in years. Loved ones that had passed on, they were all there gathering around him, one by one saying hello and giving him hugs of joy, and telling him how much they had missed him. As the crowd grew larger and larger, there was one man he knew that he should recognize, but couldn't place his face, or where he knew him from. "Who was that", he thought to himself. He seemed to know everyone there by name, and they all focused on him as he came forward. "Welcome, my faithful child," he said as he hugged him. "Jesus?" whispered the man as he collapsed into his arms. "Yes, welcome home. We've been praying for you to find peace in your illness. And now, you have it". "My wife!" The man said realizing he was not going to be waking up from this vision, and knowing that she would be heartbroken and alone... Jesus quieted his fears by reminding him, that they had learned to trust in God together, and that she was in good hands. "Thank you," he said as they began to talk and walk throughout the gathering. They hugged and began to visit among the crowd. They laughed together and told stories of their adventures as the family and friends continued to celebrate his arrival.
Her eyes filled with tears as she watched his last breath leave his body. His hand in hers, once strong and guiding, was now still and unmoving, expressionless. She lifted it to her lips and kissed him one final goodbye. For the next few minutes, she sat quietly. Crying, remembering, and praising God that they had never given up on their promise to love each other. Unseen to her right and to her left, there were two beings standing near her. They were shrouded in bright light, at least in they're realm. The angels were there, watching, comforting, and guarding her for him, in her time of grief, doing what he could no longer do. Sent by the master's command, they watched over her, wiped her tears, and gave her the blessing of a flood of memories that made her smile and laugh a little. She wondered what he was seeing. What it must be like. If he could see his family, his friends. What was heaven like? What a wonderful reunion he had talked about having when he got there.
A few days later, she laid his body to rest. Kind words were spoken to comfort the living and respect the absent.  She smiled as she imagined him looking on from a distance, telling those with him how much he loved her. He was indeed there. And he was telling them just that, someday he would hug her in person again. She vowed, that she would look forward to that day when she would run into his arms again. The day that would be their reunion, and chance to praise God together, again. Until then

Randy
For Dad, Greg, and Johnny, I miss you all and look forward to our reunion.
4-24-2015