Have you ever started something before you were actually ready for it? When I ran cross country in high school, one of the things my coach always told us was to remember the five P’s. Proper Planning Prevents Poor Performance. While there are folks who enjoy flying by the seat of their pants, it is always a good idea to have some sort of a plan for the journey ahead of us. It’s been a great week so far here at camp. Let’s talk about the next part of our theme verse.
This week we are continuing our new teaching series on the story of the early church in Acts. This incredible story helps us grasp more fully where we came from so that we better understand where we are going. After the church fairly well exploded into existence after the coming of the Holy Spirit and Peter’s sermon at Pentecost, a happy end to the story if we were writing it would be for the church to sail on forward to accomplish its mission without anything getting in its way. That is not, however, how life works. Challenges started coming the church’s way left and right; inside and out. How did the church navigate her way through all of these? That’s what we’re talking about today. Keep reading to find out.
Just as a heads up: I’ll be traveling some this week. Posts will still go up, but they may not be as long or as early as usual.
A Bold Movement
Do you remember the first time you got burned? I don’t necessarily mean physically burned. I mean, do you remember the first time something happened to really shake your confidence? When I was six my parents took me on a mild roller coaster ride at Silver Dollar City in Branson, MO, called Fire in the Hole. The idea was that you were on a mine train that keeps nearly crashing into a burning building. At each such junction the train makes a quick drop and turn. It was all inside and didn’t really have any high hills or crazy turns. But I was always kind of a cautious kid, and as we were waiting in line I began to lose my nerve. At this point, my parents were presented with a choice: have one of them take me on the chicken exit while the other enjoyed the ride with my sister who was much braver at three than I was at six, or take me on the ride over my increasingly insistent protests in hopes that I would see that it wasn’t nearly so bad as I was thinking. They didn’t know it—and indeed no parent recognizes this in the moment—but this was one of those parental judgment points where there’s really not a right answer, but whatever you decide is probably going to have lasting implications. They decided to go with the latter option on that list. When the terror-ride finally ended I was traumatized. As I bawled my eyes out I swore to myself that I would never again ride a roller-coaster or anything even remotely like that. I got burned and I wasn’t about to reach my hand back out there again. My nerve was shot.
“As Jesus went on from there, he saw a man named Matthew sitting at the tax office, and he said to him, “Follow me,” and he got up and followed him.” (CSB – Read the chapter)
When thinking or talking about religion, it is easy to just lump everything into one category. For the sake of convenience we divide the world into the religious and the non-religious, the sacred and the secular. In doing this, however, we can fall into the trap of thinking that all religions are basically the same. After all, they are all religions. How different can the really be from one another? The short answer is incredibly different. And the most different of all is Christianity. It is so very different because at its core it is not about keeping a bunch of rules. It is about following a person. I had a great chance to share this remarkable idea with a bunch of fantastic kids this past week. Let me share with you what we talked about.
“So the Israelite foremen went in and cried for help to Pharaoh: ‘Why are you treating your servants this way?’ . . . But he said, ‘You are slackers. Slackers! That is why you are saying, “Let us go sacrifice to the Lord.”‘ . . . When they left Pharaoh, they confronted Moses and Aaron, who stood waiting to meet them, ‘May the Lord take note of you and judge,’ they said to them, ‘because you have made us reek to Pharaoh and his officials – putting a sword in their hand to kill us!’ So Moses went back to the Lord and asked, ‘Lord, why have you caused trouble for this people? And why did you ever send me?'” (CSB – Read the chapter)
We like stories that have a happy ending. Just nearly all of our stories do too. In order to get to that happy ending, though, there is often a journey involved. And while sometimes that journey is short and smooth, there are other times when it is anything but that. Sometimes, in the beginning, it looks like there won’t be any journey at all. Instead, it appears that we are simply bound for failure, and everyone around us is worse off for our efforts. Let’s talk today about Pharaoh’s reaction to Moses and Aaron, and when our best efforts just seem to make a mess of things.
This past weekend we celebrated our graduates. We had a group of 18 terrific kids to show off from preschool through college. It was a ton of fun. Given that graduation season often coincides with a season of transitions in which God calls us to something other than we have been doing, we gave some attention to how we should respond to those calls. Let’s take a look today at the story of Moses’ call to action and how to respond to God’s calls in our own lives.
How to Respond to a Great Opportunity
Did you know that toothpaste doesn’t dissolve very well? In my freshman year of college, I took a chemistry class called Quantitative Analysis. The class was foundational for everything else we would be doing and especially in the various labs we would take because it was all about how to figure out precisely how much of one thing you had in something else. Honestly, that’s the basis of a lot of chemistry—finding out how much of something you have in something else. If you learn how to do that really well, everything else is bonus. In any event, I didn’t particularly enjoy the class in spite of a great professor because it was thoroughly lab-based and practical and I much preferred theoretical and classroom instruction. Also, I was the black sheep of the chemistry department.
