from the sermon "Practicing Patience, Part 2" by Alistair Begg
I featured this hymn on the blog just over a year ago. We sang it again in church and after finding this version, I find myself missing something - watching the music along with the words. I don't think hymns are used much in churches anymore. Nowadays it's all flashed on walls using slides and projectors. But I'm finding I miss seeing words and music -- like this...
“What is sin? It is the glory of God not honored. The holiness of God not reverenced. The greatness of God not admired. The power of God not praised. The truth of God not sought. The wisdom of God not esteemed. The beauty of God not treasured. The goodness of God not savored. The faithfulness of God not trusted. The commandments of God not obeyed. The justice of God not respected. The wrath of God not feared. The grace of God not cherished. The presence of God not prized. The person of God not loved. That is sin."
I love classic hymns with dynamic arrangements, and I love the sound of this choir. I think Martin Luther would be very pleased...
I need to remember lots of things. Meeting, things I need to do, people I need to see, etc.
But I also need to remember things that have to do with my relationship with my Savior. While teaching Sunday School this summer, I've shared various things I've found to help to illustrate truths that we are studying. Recently I read a series of affirmations that remind me of key elements of who I am in relation to Jesus Christ. I think I'll print these out and put them on my bathroom mirror as a daily reminder of these important truths.
A Facebook friend shared this the other day. It's worth a read because it is full of good reminders...
On the day I die a lot will happen.
They will be unable to touch me.
Their great urgency will be quieted.
I remember as a kid that Dad had asked me to wash his Studebaker. I remember that it was a big car that reminded me of an airplane on the outside and the inside had a front seat that was so large that I had to scoot to the very edge of the seat in order to see out and over the dashboard. (Yea, kiddie car seats weren’t happening when we were young; we hardly ever used seat belts!)
Anyway, I wanted something to do so Dad asked me to wash his car.
Water, soap, outside hose, and a sponge – the recipe for fun work.
Except…a storm decided to erupt in the west. The thunder and lightning was loud and sharp. I knew I wasn’t going to have time to finish the job the normal way – so I came up with what I thought was a brilliant solution.
I chucked what was left of the soap water up over the top of the car and thought that the coming rain would wash off both it and the dirt.
One of those songs that no matter how it's performed never fails to inspire...
What had to be done?
I had to purchase a set of noise-cancelling headphones.
I remember Star Trek from it's earliest days... The next generation was around when I was in seminary (1987) Then the movies and the new series and spinoffs. And now - the return of Picard. Fingers crossed that it will be good.
A wonderful hymn with praise for the glory of the gospel...
“Wreck” is probably a better term.
Sometimes I win; more often than not I lose.
And why do I lose? I have yet to figure out the priority of finding the way of escape.
It’s there, I know it. It’s there because someone who struggled with the same thing says it’s there. And HE was writing under the influence of the Holy Spirit – and if God says it’s there, it’s there.
Like being lose in the forest and having been told that no matter where I am in the forest, regardless of time or location or situation, the forest will ALWAYS show me the way OUT – but that is ONLY IF I look for the escape route in every situation.
Will there be a sign that says “THIS WAY OUT”? Probably not. Will there be a booming voice from heaven that shouts, “NO BILL. NOT THAT WAY! OVER HERE. THIS IS THE WAY”? Hardly.
No, it seems as though the escape way is built into each and every temptation, and I simply have to stop, think, and apply what I KNOW to be the right way, or search for the way in the Word I know will guide me.
And that’s where things break down.
I can’t avoid the temptation. It’s there constantly, because there are things inside me that yearn to have what I must not have – desires to be fulfilled, cravings that need to be satisfied, aspirations that erupt from inappropriate goals. All of it woven into the very cells of my body. Seemingly inescapable.
And then 1 Corinthians 10:13 appears – and the inescapable is made less of a roadblock or detour – the wearied wanderer discovers there’s an escape hatch.
What is it?