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Once, He Knew.
A hymn by Bob Dylan:
The iron hand it ain’t no match for the iron rod.
The strongest wall will crumble and fall to a mighty God.
For all those who have eyes and all those who have ears
It is only He who can reduce me to tears.
Don’t you cry and don’t you die and don’t you burn
For like a thief in the night, He’ll replace wrong with right
When He returns.
Truth is an arrow and the gate is narrow that it passes through.
He unleashed His power at an unknown hour that no one knew.
How long can I listen to the lies of prejudice?
How long can I stay drunk on fear out in the wilderness?
Can I cast it aside, all this loyalty and this pride?
Will I ever learn that there’ll be no peace, that the war won’t cease
Until He returns?
Surrender your crown on this blood-stained ground, take off your mask.
He sees your deeds, He knows your needs even before you ask.
How long can you falsify and deny what is real?
How long can you hate yourself for the weakness you conceal?
Of every earthly plan that be known to man, He is unconcerned
He’s got plans of His own to set up His throne
When He returns.
Blind Men and the (Talking) Elephant
I just finished God is Not One by Stephen Prothero. I highly recommend it as a great primer on seven of the world’s most important religions: Islam, Hinduism, Confucianism, Buddhism, Yoruba, (modern), Judaism, Daoism (Taoism) and even the new Atheism. He does a great job of pointing out the basic differences in all of these.
However, I wanted to post book’s ending in order to highlight some points for us to consider, since they represent a thread of the common way of thinking in our culture. So here’s the book’s last five paragraphs, and below I’ll respond with some biblical push-back (I’ve bolded what I think are they key points he makes):
There is a famous folk tale about blind men examining an elephant. It likely originated in India before the Common Era, but it eventually spread to East and Southeast Asia and then around the world. According to this folk tale, blind men are examining an elephant. One feels his trunk and declares it to be a snake. Another feels his tail and declares it a rope. Others determine that the elephant is a wall, pillar, spear, or fan, depending on where they are touching it. But each insists he is right, so much quarreling ensues.
Among true believers of the perennial philosophy sort, this story is gospel. In their eyes, the elephant is God and the blind men are Christians and Muslims and Jews who mistake their particular (and partial) perspectives on divinity for the reality of divinity itself. Because God is beyond human imagining, we are forever groping around for God in the dark. It is foolish to say that your religion alone is true and all other religions are false. No one has the whole truth, but each is touching the elephant. So, concludes the Hindu teacher (and inspiration for many perennialists) Ramakrishna, ‘one can realize God through all religions.’
But this folk tale also demonstrates how different religions are, since it has been told in various ways and put to various uses by various religious groups. Among Buddhists, it shows that speculation on abstract metaphysical questions causes suffering. Among Sufis, it shows that God can be seen through the heart but not the senses. Hindus read it as a parable about how ‘God can be reached by different paths.’ Finally, modern Western writers such as the British poet John Godfrey Saxe turn it into a tale of the stupidity of theology:
So oft in theologic wars
The disputants, I ween,
Rail on in utter ignorance
Of what each other mean,
And prate about an Elephant
Not one of them has seen!
For me, this story is a reminder not of the unity of the world’s religions (as Ramakrishna and the perennialists would have us believe), or of their shared stupidity (as Saxe and the New Atheists would argue), but of the limits of human knowledge. It is commonplace to think of religions as unchanging dogmas demanding unqualified assent. And there are no doubt fundamentalists inside most religions who see things just this way. But one function of the transcendent is to humble us, remind us that our thoughts are not the thoughts of God or the Great Goddess – to remind us that, at least for the time being, we see through a glass, darkly. Yes, religious people offer solutions to the human predicament as they see it. Yet these solutions inevitably open up more questions than they close down. This is definitely true of Confucius and Hillel, who, perhaps more than any of the figures discussed in this book, followed Rilke’s admonition to ‘love the questions themselves.’ But it is also true of Muhammad, who once said, ‘Asking good questions is half of learning,’ and of Jesus, whose parables seem designed less to teach us a lesson than to move us to scratch our heads.
When it comes to safeguarding the world from the evils of religion, including violence by proxy from the hand of God, the claim that all religions are one is no more effective than the claim that all religions are poison. Far more powerful is the reminder that any genuine belief in what we call God should humble us, remind us that, if there really is a god or goddess worthy of the name, He or She or It must surely know more than we do about the things that matter most. This much, at least, is shared across the great religions.
I give Dr. Prothero credit for not falling into the classic traps he outlines when commenting on the elephant story, but I wonder if the position he espouses really amounts to much more than the positions he seeks to overcome. As the bolded sentences indicate, he is willing to grant that the elephant story is basically true, and that the problem is that each of us possesses limited knowledge about God. In other words, he accepts that “blind” is the appropriate metaphor for human knowledge–the “limits of human knowledge” define the issue before us. In doing so, he basically affirms the story as an adequate description of the world’s religious situation.
So, in Prothero’s thinking (and most non-believers in our culture) the question of which belief is right is determined by epistemology. (If you don’t know that word, you really should learn it–it’s the study of knowledge, or how we know what we know. It deals with how we can know anything at all.) To sort through this type of thinking, it is necessary to see the epistemological assumptions that he makes, and those made by the elephant story. Learning to do this is essential in sharing the gospel with people, since we are often called on the give answers to people who hold this same basic set of epistemological assumptions.
The basic assumption being made in this story is simply that the elephant can’t communicate. It is just a big, dumb thing that stands there while people feel it. Once you make God an elephant, and make the people blind, you have the two basic epistemological assumptions made by almost every non-believer in secular western cultures. But those assumptions need to be proven, and I know of know one who has ever successfully done so. Instead, they are simply assumed. If I’ve lost you here, try imagining the story differently. Imagine that the story ends this way:
When the elephant heard the men arguing, he spoke up and said, “You’re all wrong, I’m an elephant. Here–start to move around me and feel all the different parts.” And the men followed his instructions, and agreed, “Yes, this is an elephant.”
See the difference a communicating elephant would make? We do not believe that the God who made our amazing world is a dumb, non-communicative elephant. He is able to speak to the people He has created in ways they can understand. He can tell them about Himself. Why should we assume there is such a being as this elephant–who can make us, but is unable to talk to us? Is this reasonable? Is it logical? Can we expect such amazing things as communicating, investigating human beings to come from a mute, inert, animal-like being?
So we need to retell the story:
There once was a group of blind men who happened upon another man who could see. The blind men began to feel the man to see what he was. He said, “Guys, I’m a person, and my name is Bill. Let’s talk, you don’t need to touch me to get a sense for who I am.” The blind men ignored the voice. One felt Bill’s arm and said, “It is a snake!” One felt his Bill’s hair and said, “It is a rug!” One felt Bill’s leg and said, “It is a tree!” But finally one man said, “No, why don’t we just listen to the voice coming from him. He is a man!” The other men laughed at this last man. Clearly his certainty was misguided. Could they believe the voice? Were they really hearing it? But Bill reached out and touched this last man, and restored the man’s sight. The man said, “Now I see. Now I know!” The men who were still blind left, confident that they knew enough to know that no one could truly see. But Bill and the last man went away together, now friends.
If Prothero’s assumptions are true, and the limits of human knowledge are all we have, than the original elephant story may be correct. But if, as the Bible explains, we are not limited to what we can figure out with our own minds, but have access to what our Creator has communicated to us, then we are in a very different situation.
If the elephant talks, it’s time for us modern humans to rethink some of our cherished assumptions.
Christ and the Final Storm
Our young adults group is, by definition, made up of people who (as long as they’re generally healthy) don’t tend consider themselves to be near to their final day. That’s the “young” part. But any Christian “adult” also has to reckon with the truth that the Lord of All Life knows and determines the minute when we exhale…and don’t inhale again. As people in possession of the Truth, we should be constantly growing in our readiness to face that day squarely. Of course, when it comes, the thing that will carry us is the same power that has carried us through life–the grace of God.
Below I’ve reprinted the last two paragraphs from a funeral message delivered by John Piper, with a great parable about facing those final moments:
[Imagine] a scene from your life. It is the hour of your dying. You are in the hospital. It is the middle of the night. Your best-beloved has fallen asleep from exhaustion on the chair beside your bed. Long ago you had heard the voice of the Lord and you obeyed and followed him in faith. But now a storm begins to rage as Satan throws all his final force against your faith. You feel the reality of eternity like you have never felt it before. The wind of doubt and the waves of fear lash your soul. And then, by the grace of God, there comes a scene, and it is your scene. You are in a boat in a storm. And Jesus is approaching you on the water. And on his face there is no fear. With his hair and his cloak flying in the wind, he stops a short way off and stands with his strong hands relaxed at his side in sovereign peace. And from the boat, with one last, heart-rending glance at your beloved asleep in the chair, you say, “Christ, bid me come!” And he says, “Come.” And you begin to walk on the water.
But then in the final instant you are utterly overwhelmed with what is happening. “I am dying! I am dying! This water is so deep, it is dark, it is cold and filled with hideous creatures!” For fear you begin to sink. But the promise of Jesus never fails. And with a mighty hand he seizes your arm and pulls you to himself. The storm ceases, and there is a great, beautiful calm upon the sea, and it is over. And you know, like you never imagined you could know, that Jesus is precious because he has given you eternal life.
What God Gives us for the Battle: Notes from Last Night
Last night we continued looking at Paul’s description of the Armor of God in Ephesians 6. Here’s the outline:
6:13
Paul is drawing on “Divine Warrior” imagery from Isaiah 11:4-5, 59:15-17, 52:7
6:14
“Girded” here is the same word as Luke 12:35, see also Is 11:5. For what Paul means by “truth” here in Ephesians, see 1:13, 4:21-5, 5:9. Satan fights by spreading lies to determine people’s thoughts and decisions. We fight by searching out, understanding, and speaking truth to others, and by letting it shape our thoughts and decisions.
“Righteousness” – This righteousness is God’s own in Is 59:17, and then worked out practically in us in Ephesians 5:9, so it’s part of the new man in 4:24, hence 5:1. (It’s God’s own righteousness given to us, donned and therefore coming out of us outwardly.) Satan fights with sin—he promotes behavior that deviates from God’s good character, we let God’s righteousness, his very character, define and shape us.
6:15
For the idea of having our “feet fitted’ see Paul’s reference in Isaiah 52:7. For the idea of “preparation” or “readiness” see what Peter says about it in 1 Peter 3:15. Notice here Paul calls the Gospel the “Gospel of Peace.” Why “of peace”“? See Ephesians 2:14-17, 3:3,6, 8-10 and 1:7-10 to see this theme in Ephesians. One thing God has done in the work of Christ is begin the total reconciliation of this fractured universe by dealing with the source of the fracture–sin. So Paul is also picking up on Isaiah’s themes here. See Isaiah 52:7, 40:9-11, where the Gospel is the good news of God is doing (will do) to bring justice and reconciliation to the universe, specifically, God and Man. Satan fights by introducing wedges of sin and judgment everywhere, he fractures. We fight by being prepared and ready to bring the news of what God has done to repair all of that.
6:16
Lack of faith is what is killing everyone. Failure to believe God. We fight by constantly, actively trusting God and His word even in dangerous circumstances. This trust in God is the key to not falling when we’re personally attacked.
6:17
For Paul’s idea of the “helmet” see 1 Thessalonians 5:8, where it is the hope of salvation: What God did, has done for us now in the present, and what He will do… (see Ephesians 2:5-6 for our present status in salvation)
Think about the “sword.” Do you know how to “wield” God’s word—how to use it to fight off: temptation, despair, unbelief, distraction, laziness, lies, in yourself and others…?
6:18
We must learn to continually pray, especially for other believers…
“He walked with God, why may not I?”
One of the biographies my friend (and Calvary Missions Pastor) Carlos Kalczuk will always recommend is John G. Paton: Missionary to the New Hebrides. Here is one of my favorite passages from the book, where Paton describes the house he grew up in, and the godly witness of his father:
The architect who planned that cottage had no ideas of art, but a fine eye for durability! It consists at present of three, but originally of four, pairs of “oak couples” planted like solid trees in the ground at equal intervals, and gently sloped inwards till they meet or are “coupled” at the ridge, this coupling being managed not by rusty iron, but by great solid pins of oak. A roof of oaken wattles was laid across these, till within eleven or twelve feet of the ground, and from the ground upwards a stone wall was raised, as perpendicular as was found practicable, towards these overhang-wattles, this wall being roughly “pointed” with sand and clay and lime. Now into and upon the roof was woven and intertwisted a covering of thatch, that defied all winds and weathers, and that made the cottage marvelously cozy, —being renewed year by year, and never allowed to remain in disrepair at any season. But the beauty of the construction was and is its durability, or rather the permanence of its oaken ribs! There they stand, after probably not less than four centuries, japanned with “peat reek” till they are literally shining, so hard that no ordinary nail can be driven into them and perfectly capable of service for four centuries more on the same conditions. The walls are quite modern, having all been rebuilt in my father’s time, except only the few great foundation boulders, piled around the oaken couples; and parts of the roofing also may plead guilty to having found its way thither only in recent days; but the architect’s one idea survives, baffling time and change — the ribs and rafters of oak.
Our home consisted of a “but” and a “ben” and a “mid room,” or chamber, called the “closet.” The one end was my mother’s domain, and served all the purposes of dining-room and kitchen and parlor, besides containing two large wooden erections, called by our Scotch peasantry “box beds”; not holes in the wall, as in cities, but grand, big, airy beds, adorned with many-colored counterpanes, and hung with natty curtains, showing the skill of the mistress of the house. The other end was my father’s workshop, filled with five or six “stocking-frames,” whirring with the constant action of five or six pairs of busy hands and feet, and producing right genuine hosiery for the merchants at Hawick and Dumfries. The “closet” was a very small apartment betwixt the other two, having room only for a bed, a little table and a chair, with a diminutive window shedding diminutive light on the scene.
This was the Sanctuary of that cottage home. Thither daily, and oftentimes a day, generally after each meal, we saw our father retire, and “shut to the door”; and we children got to understand by a sort of spiritual instinct (for the thing was too sacred to be talked about) that prayers were being poured out there for us, as of old by the High Priest within the veil in the Most Holy Place. We occasionally heard the pathetic echoes of a trembling voice pleading as if for life, and we learned to slip out and in past that door on tiptoe, not to disturb the holy colloquy.
The outside world might not know, but we knew, whence came that happy light as of a new-born smile that always was dawning on my father’s face: it was a reflection from the Divine Presence, in the consciousness of which he lived. Never, in temple or cathedral, on mountain or in glen, can I hope to feel that the Lord God is more near, more visibly walking and talking with men, than under that humble cottage roof of thatch and oaken wattles. Though everything else in religion were by some unthinkable catastrophe to be swept out of memory, or blotted from my understanding, my soul would wander back to those early scenes, and shut itself up once again in that Sanctuary Closet, and, hearing still the echoes of those cries to God, would hurl back all doubt with the victorious appeal, “He walked with God, why may not I?”
“Claim the crown, through Christ my own.”
Seriously, have you read this? A hymn by Charles Wesley:
And can it be that I should gain
An interest in the Savior’s blood?
Died He for me, who caused His pain—
For me, who Him to death pursued?
Amazing love! How can it be,
That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?
’Tis mystery all: th’Immortal dies:
Who can explore His strange design?
In vain the firstborn seraph tries
To sound the depths of love divine.
’Tis mercy all! Let earth adore,
Let angel minds inquire no more.
He left His Father’s throne above
So free, so infinite His grace—
Emptied Himself of all but love,
And bled for Adam’s helpless race:
’Tis mercy all, immense and free,
For O my God, it found out me!
Long my imprisoned spirit lay,
Fast bound in sin and nature’s night;
Thine eye diffused a quickening ray—
I woke, the dungeon flamed with light;
My chains fell off, my heart was free,
I rose, went forth, and followed Thee.
Still the small inward voice I hear,
That whispers all my sins forgiven;
Still the atoning blood is near,
That quenched the wrath of hostile Heaven.
I feel the life His wounds impart;
I feel the Savior in my heart.
No condemnation now I dread;
Jesus, and all in Him, is mine;
Alive in Him, my living Head,
And clothed in righteousness divine,
Bold I approach th’eternal throne,
And claim the crown, through Christ my own.
It’s All About the Love
Upon what does spiritual conflict turn and hinge? Well, when we get into the vortex of a great spiritual warfare, where the pressure is almost unendurable, where everything is going against us, when the heavens are as brass over us and our prayers seem to get nowhere, when the Word of God seems a sealed book, when adversity and disappointment follow on in quick succession, what is the upshot? The upshot is the love of God every time. When the evil forces create conditions like that, and when the Lord is giving them so much liberty for the time being, those forces are always near to whisper about His love, to turn for us His love into hate. “This is not His love, this is the opposite of love!” Is that not true? You have only to get right down, really down, to have that issue of the love of God presented to you. The heart of the universe is this matter of God’s love.
Having said that, are we not able with this key to unlock the whole of the Scriptures? Is not this the key to the Bible? – for the Bible is one continuous and growing revelation of this central and basic fact, that love is the motive of all things. What was the motive back of the creation, and of man as the very center of the creation? It was love. All the rest of the Bible is an unfolding of God’s love for man. Man was made for the heart of God. It is a mystery. The mystery deepens and grows as we go on; but there is always a mystery about love, even amongst humans. Love is a strange thing. Very often you cannot for the life of you explain why some people love certain other people – why it was that So-and-so fell in love with So-and-so; it defeats every attempt to explain. Well, if that is so in the human realm, the Divine is infinite in its range above the human. To explain in terms of love why God, with all His perfect knowledge, knowing the end from the beginning, set His hand to make man, is not the easiest thing. Indeed, I think we are at the depth of mystery. You follow that through the Bible. As we proceed, we are coming on to that again and again.
Taken from from Austin-Spark’s book His Great Love. You can read the whole thing for free online here.
Who Decided Which Books Were Going to Be in the Bible?
Another subject people frequently bring up if you get into discussions about the Gospel is the very popular view that no one in early Christianity could agree on which books should be in the New Testament, and the only reason we have the books we do now (especially the four Gospels) is that hundreds of years after Jesus the institutional church used its power to suppress or destroy books it didn’t like and forced people to acknowledge only the books that served its quest for power. That’s a long sentence, but it’s what’s out there.
Not only that, people often say, but the idea of some authoritative list of books is so un-Jesus anyway, and He never wrote anything, so how can we really trust what we read in the Bible?
There’s only one idea in the two paragraphs above that has any historical weight, and it’s the fact that Jesus Himself never wrote anything. Beyond that, all those ideas are simply historically inaccurate. I’m hoping to begin to address this for our group by collecting resources that will help us understand how our bible (especially the New Testament) was collected, recognized as scripture, and passed on to us. (These issues are usually referred to as issues about the Canon–the group of books we recognize as authoritative scripture.) I also hope to have a Forum on the issue soon where we can get a lot of information out and ask and answer questions. Here’s the start of all that:
I want to recommend this series of lectures by Michael Kruger on this very topic. He’s the author of a new book Canon Revisited: Establishing the Origins and Authority of the New Testament Books (click here if you want to read the first 58 pages of it for free). The best part of these lectures is that they help you understand the issues without having to remember a bunch of dates and facts (although those are good to know, too). Instead, Dr. Kruger takes us inside the mentality of the early church towards scripture, and along the way he debunks some common modern assumptions that make people question the collection of books we have. Click on the links below to download each message:
- “The Definition of ‘Canon’: Exclusive or Multi-Dimensional?“
- “The Origins of Canon: Was the Idea of a New Testament a Late Ecclesiastical Development?“
- “The Artifacts of Canon: Manuscripts as a Window into the Development of the New Testament“
- “The Messiness of the Canon: Do Disagreements Amongst Early Christians Pose a Threat to Our Belief in the New Testament?“
Dr. Kruger is also blogging on the subject, and is in the middle of a series addressing common misconceptions people hold about how the Bible was put together. The entries are short and helpful. The links to the entries he’s published are live, and you can follow along as he posts the rest.
- Introduction: 10 Common Misconceptions About the NT Canon
- Misconception #1: The Term “Canon” Can Only Refer to a Fixed, Closed List of Books
- Misconception #2: Nothing in Early Christianity Dictated That There Would be a Canon
- Misconception #3: The New Testament Authors Did Not Think They Were Writing Scripture
- Misconception #4: New Testament Books Were Not Regarded as Scriptural Until Around 200 A.D.
- Misconception #5: Early Christians Disagreed Widely over the Books Which Made It into the Canon
- Misconception #6: In the Early Stages, Apocryphal Books Were as Popular as the Canonical Books
- Misconception #7: Christians Had No Basis to Distinguish Heresy from Orthodoxy Until the Fourth Century
- Misconception #8: Early Christianity was an Oral Religion and Therefore Would Have Resisted Writing Things Down
- Misconception #9: The Canonical Gospels Were Certainly Not Written by the Individuals Named in Their Titles
- Misconception #10: Athanasius’ Festal Letter (367 A.D.) is the First Complete List of New Testament Books
Our Battle, Our Enemy: Notes from Last Night
Last night we began a couple weeks looking at Paul’s teaching on the armor of God in Ephesians 6. It seems like a good season to be going over some basics of spiritual warfare. Here’s the outline of the study:
Intro: Ephesians 6:10-20 is the climax of the letter:
- 4:1-5:21 Dealt with living in the church
- 5:21-6:9 deals with living in the world in daily life
- 6:10-20 deals with living in the world from a “cosmic perspective.”
6:10 “Be strong in the Lord”
See Isaiah 26:4, and Paul praying: 1) that we’d comprehend His power working for us (1:15-20 ), 2) that we’d receive his power in our inner being (3:14-19 ).
6:11 “Be strong in the Lord” BY “Putting on the whole armor of God.” To understand what Paul means by “put on” see 4:17-24, and notice the connection between “putting off the old man” and “putting on the new man” and “putting on the armor of God.”
6:12 Two main things to notice:
- There is a battle: “We wrestle.” (close, hand to hand combat)
This is a cosmic conflict that is experienced in personal battles by each believer. If we’re really going to believe this, there are some assumptions of our age we must fight: First, that there is no spiritual realm (that there’s only what we see). Second, that the spiritual realm doesn’t effect this realm (that there’s no overlap). Third, that life is for fun (notice Paul calls our time “the evil day”). The battle opposes God’s purposes to bring everything into unity with Christ: See 1:10, 2:1-3, 4:17-19, 4:25-27. - We have an enemy. We should not overestimate our enemy. See 1:19-21, 3:8-10 (Col 2:15). We should not underestimate our enemy. They’re “not flesh and blood.” See Isaiah 31:1,3; Jer 17:54, 2 Chronicles 32:7-, 2 Cor 10:3-5
6:13 Our response is to actively appropriate the supply God has given us. Our goal is to stand.
Summing up Paul’s Challenge for us:
- Be aware of and understand the battle we’re in.
- Be aware of and understand the enemy.
- Expect a personal fight, especially if you actively seek to serve Christ.
- Rely only on God for strength, and actively use His means for strengthening.
“Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven.”
A hymn by Henry F. Lyte:
Praise, my soul, the King of Heaven;
To His feet thy tribute bring.
Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven,
Evermore His praises sing:
Alleluia! Alleluia!
Praise the everlasting King.
Praise Him for His grace and favor
To our fathers in distress.
Praise Him still the same as ever,
Slow to chide, and swift to bless.
Alleluia! Alleluia!
Glorious in His faithfulness.
Fatherlike He tends and spares us;
Well our feeble frame He knows.
In His hands He gently bears us,
Rescues us from all our foes.
Alleluia! Alleluia!
Widely yet His mercy flows.
Frail as summer’s flower we flourish,
Blows the wind and it is gone;
But while mortals rise and perish
Our God lives unchanging on,
Praise Him, Praise Him, Hallelujah
Praise the High Eternal One!
Angels, help us to adore Him;
Ye behold Him face to face;
Sun and moon, bow down before Him,
Dwellers all in time and space.
Alleluia! Alleluia!
Praise with us the God of grace.