Author: danefowlkes
Cleaning Carports
My wife and I returned from our spring break vacation resolute to change our diet and conditioning. A mainstay of the plan is to alternate strong walking with strength training. Our first day back included a brisk three mile walk on the dam, so the next was time to break out the Bowflex and deadweights. That’s when the plan hit a snag. I’ve needed to clean the carport all winter because leaves tend to accumulate there as if hibernating or laying low and hiding from who knows what–leaves on top of leaves, with a great many of them blanketing our exercise equipment. Before we could flex and lift, I had to bend and rake. I worked on clearing the Bowflex so my wife could begin, and continued sweeping and raking and shoveling to see the floor again. Who knew you could do yard work under a carport? Long after my wife completed her workout I continued my battle with winter clutter. An hour or so later I called it quits; it was too late and I was too spent to lift anything else, so I retreated to my easy chair and a cup of coffee with blueberry fig newtons for comfort.
Buechner on Grace
Scripture Reading: Ephesians 2
Meditation:
Frederick Buechner is unique in the way he expresses himself. I read Buechner and say to myself, “Why didn’t I think of that?” Here are his thoughts on grace, originally published in Wishful Thinking and reprinted in Beyond Words:
After centuries of handling and mishandling, most religious words have become so shopworn nobody’s much interested any more. Not so with grace, for some reason. Mysteriously, even derivatives like gracious and graceful still have some of the bloom left.
Grace is something you can never get but only be given. There’s no way to earn it or deserve it or bring it about any more than you can deserve the taste of raspberries and cream or earn good looks or bring about your own birth.
A good sleep is grace and so are good dreams. Most tears are grace. The smell of rain is grace. Somebody loving you is grace. Loving somebody is grace. Have you ever tried to love somebody?
A crucial eccentricity of the Christian faith is the assertion that people are saved by grace. There’s nothing you have to do. There’s nothing you have to do. There’s nothing you have to do.
The grace of God means something like: Here is your life. You might never have been, but you are because the party wouldn’t have been complete without you. Here is the world. Beautiful and terrible things will happen. Don’t be afraid. I am with you. Nothing can ever separate us. It’s for you I created the universe. I love you.
There’s only one catch. Like any other gift, the gift of grace can be yours only if you’ll reach out and take it.
Maybe being able to reach out and take it is a gift too.
Forgiveness
Scripture Reading: Isaiah 43
Meditation:
“Forgiveness is the answer to the child’s dream of a miracle by which what is broken is made whole again, and what is soiled is made clean again. The dream explains why we need to be forgiven, and why we must forgive. In the presence of God, nothing stands between him and us – we are forgiven. But we cannot feel his presence if anything is allowed to stand between ourselves and others.”
~Dag Hammarskjöld (Markings)
Words
“It speaks in a way they cannot avoid hearing for themselves, which is the awesome power of words because, although there are times when they shield us from reality, at other times they assail us with it.”
Convenient Memory
The Apostle Paul did not have in mind spiritual amnesia, nor was he advocating self-deception. His declaration is more akin to moving on than to pretending the past was something that it clearly wasn’t. We’ve probably all taken a stab at those mental maneuvers. At times I hide behind what may be termed convenient memory, hints of reality that I manipulate in order to ignore the more pressing truth of what I was or failed to be. In these mind games, the memory justifies the end. What good is there in manufactured reminiscence? I am convinced that I never benefit from my past apart from brutal honesty. Wishing that things had been different does not make them so and actually distances me from any real growth and progress beyond the hurt or error or misguided choice. Truth is the only clear way to the Father and it is the only trustworthy way to myself.
Hunger for Most
Chambers on Surrender
Scripture Reading:
Philippians 1; Romans 1:16-17
Meditation:
Consider these thoughts on surrender from Oswald Chambers in My Utmost for His Highest:
We will all feel very much ashamed if we do not yield to Jesus the areas of our lives He has asked us to yield to Him. It’s as if Paul were saying, “My determined purpose is to be my utmost for His highest—my best for His glory.” To reach that level of determination is a matter of the will, not of debate or of reasoning. It is absolute and irrevocable surrender of the will at that point. An undue amount of thought and consideration for ourselves is what keeps us from making that decision, although we cover it up with the pretense that it is others we are considering. When we think seriously about what it will cost others if we obey the call of Jesus, we tell God He doesn’t know what our obedience will mean. Keep to the point—He does know. Shut out every other thought and keep yourself before God in this one thing only—my utmost for His highest. I am determined to be absolutely and entirely for Him and Him alone.
Paul was determined that nothing would stop him from doing exactly what God wanted. But before we choose to follow God’s will, a crisis must develop in our lives. This happens because we tend to be unresponsive to God’s gentler nudges. He brings us to the place where He asks us to be our utmost for Him and we begin to debate. He then providentially produces a crisis where we have to decide—for or against. That moment becomes a great crossroads in our lives. If a crisis has come to you on any front, surrender your will to Jesus absolutely and irrevocably.
Kindred Spirit
“A pearl is a beautiful thing that is produced by an injured life. It is the tear that results from the injury of the oyster. The treasure of our being in this world is also produced by an injured life. If we had not been wounded, if we had not been injured, then we will not produce the pearl.”
Slaying Demons
We all have our demons, don’t we? Some have names and faces attached to them, while others are inanimate but no less real or formidable. I’m beginning to believe that the disciple’s life is not about eradicating these but learning to allow God’s love to loosen their hold and God’s grace to erase the damning effect when their fiery breath scorches me once again. For some, that will sound defeatist. For the most honest, it will ring true and strike an autobiographical chord. I want to think they arise from some outer region– “the devil made me do it”, but I fear their origin greatly resembles what is deepest inside of me.