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The Real Source of Our Help

In this day of agnosticism and indifference to spiritual realities, we are prone to seek help from professionals. Doctors. Psychiatrists. Police. Army. Financial planners. Government. And this is not wrong in itself. We should all express our gratefulness for the skill doctors and surgeons, counselors and first-responders exercise.

King David, however, who had access to unlimited resources, realized that real help is ultimately found elsewhere. He had an unconquered army, but he wrote, If the LORD had not been on our side—let Israel say—when men attacked us…they would have swallowed us alive (Psalm 124:1-3). He could have reveled in Israel’s victory over its enemies. After all, Israel had achieved the largest extent and the most victories up to that point in history. He could have cried, “Look what we have done!”

Instead he was realistic, something rare today. He said, “Our help is in the name of the LORD, the Maker of heaven and earth” (Psalm 124:8).

We would be wise today to ponder his conclusion. For ultimately, our help is in the name of the LORD who created hung the earth in space at an exact distance from the sun that we might not freeze into icicles or burn into cinders. He is the one who created the sun, the moon, the stars. He heaved up the mountains, created the rain cycle, gathered waters into lakes and oceans. He is the one who deposited gold and silver, aluminium and iron, oil and gas in the earth. He is the one who created the plants, the insects, the animals—you and I. He created wheat and corn, apples and mangoes, fish and shrimp.

So, while we enlist the help of police to protect us, doctors to heal us, and government agencies to maintain order, our ultimate help is from the LORD. He gives skill. He gives the knowledge that was enshrined in the world to be discovered by men using the brains He gave them. Kepler, Galileo, Newton and others were wise enough to credit the source for their scientific discoveries.

Are we humble enough to admit our dependence on God? Are we wise enough to seek God’s help whatever might be our problem? Or is He a last resort when doctors and the government and our army have failed?

We would be wise to read over Psalm 124 and meditate on the wisdom and power of the Maker of heaven and earth.

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Life Is Waiting

Life at this age is waiting. Waiting on the phone to get an appointment. Waiting in doctor’s offices. Waiting at the lab to get a blood test. Waiting to hear the results. Waiting for the back pain to ease. Waiting at the therapists. Waiting at the Pharmacy.

Yesterday we waited at a lab for Mary Helen to get a blood test. The room was full when we arrived about 9:30. By 10 it was packed and people were coming, peeking in the door and leaving.

What an interesting cross-section. A bearded old-timer with his long grey hair done up in a pony tail. What a story he must have to tell. A slim teen with green hair. Matrons staring into space. A grizzled senior reading novel. A fashionable senior with a Louis Vuitton look-alike purse pacing up and down, in and out, unable to sit. Seniors predominated; some with canes, one or two with walkers.

Today we waited at the physical therapists. Life is waiting.
This week-end brings Good Friday and Easter. But as Mary Helen found out by using the ancient greeting, He is risen, no one seems to know what this holiday is about. Easter eggs and bunnies?

But to those who believe, this Easter is another statement of affirmation. He has come. He taught. He healed the sick. He delivered from demons. He raised the dead. He was crucified. He rose again and is alive for ever more.

Easter, however, introduces another kind of waiting. Waiting for the Return of Christ. How long O Lord? Please come soon.

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The Truth; it’s all relative–or is it?

Back in 1955, when I was an freshman at the University of Toronto, I enjoyed talking with fellow students about how all truth was relative. I was an agnostic who, with others, confidently affirmed that one could be a Hindu, a Buddhist, a Sikh, or a Muslim. It made no difference. There were many paths to heaven or whatever.

That view of truth now prevails very widely throughout the western world. People believe that truth is whatever is true to you. There are as many truths as there are people. In last week’s issue of our local community paper, a columnist asserted that the meaning of life is YOU. Whatever you choose. Such a view sounds so appealing.

In a recent article on Mark Zuckerberg and Facebook, the questions was asked, should Facebook be the arbiter of truth and decency for two billion people?

But in my second year at the U of T, I was confronted by the claim that truth was not relative but fixed and absolute. Gil Dunkin, an engineer on the design of a supersonic jet called the Avro Arrow, gave me examples. Truth is not relative in mathematics. Two plus two never equal five but four. Gravity exists and so buildings cannot be designed to ignore gravity. Neither can random principles be applied to aircraft design. And what about the law of contradiction; that two contradictory ideas cannot both be true?

He pointed out that if consistent principles apply in all areas of the physical world, why would truths about life and ethics be relative? Can we just pick and choose what we want to believe about the purpose of life, where we came from, where we go after death, what is right and wrong, good and bad? Why would all these areas of life be flexible and relative, when gravity and math and the trajectories of the moon and stars are not?

My friend pointed me to the claims Jesus made in John’s gospel. When Jesus was brought to Pilate, John 18,19 tells us that Pilate was troubled. Pilate asked him where he was from and whether or not he was a king. Yes, Jesus replied, My kingdom is not of this world…for this I came into the world to testify to the truth. Everyone on the side of truth listens to me. (18:36,37) Pilate scornfully replied. What is truth?

Ah, that is the question! What is truth? It’s no minor question. It is a question that has profound relevance to who we are, whether or not there is a God, what our destiny may be, what is good or bad, and much much more. Wise men realize the importance of truth. Winston Churchill said, The truth is incontrovertible. Malice may attack it, ignorance may deride it, but in the end, there it is. Zacherof, inventor of the Russian atom bomb said, The greatest power in all the world is not the atom bomb but truth.

It is crucial that we embrace the truth that is above and beyond all subsidiary truths, such as that of mathematics. Jesus made the astounding claim in John 14:6: I am the way, the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me.

When we consider truth claims, it is important that the source be reliable. Someone has said; if you want to know what water is, you don’t ask a fish. If you want to know what truth and life is all about you don’t ask a time-bound; space-bound human. NOT Buddha, Confucius or Mohammed; you ask Jesus. Why? Because as he explained to Pilate, He came from beyond this world, from outside of time and space. He came from the Father to tell us the truth about what life and death is all about.

Jesus came to show us the WAY into the kingdom, the way to be forgiven for our sins, the way to everlasting life, the way to live a fulfilling life.

Jesus came to teach us the TRUTH about life and death, the triune God, origins, the nature of man, how to live now, and so much more.

Jesus came to give us LIFE, fulfilling life, eternal life, the energy through the Spirit to live productively, joyfully, peacefully, and hopefully.

We all have a crucial challenge; to settle the Christ-question. When we do that, we will settle the Truth question and the purpose of life question. The answers are all found in the Bible. If you are not familiar with Jesus Christ or the Bible, I’d suggest you start reading in John’s Gospel. Do not let another day go by without settling what you will do with Jesus Christ. The TRUTH MATTERS; IT IS ABSOLUTE. IT IS NOT RELATIVE.

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Dealing With Suffering

Among the seasonal letters we’ve received and in the weekly church prayer list we read a litany of troubles and trials. Several struggle to lovingly care for partners with Alzheimer’s. Some face operations or long periods of recuperation. A number struggle with the grief brought on by the death of life partners. Both Mary Helen and I seem to be in a period of physical challenge.

The reality faced by so many dredges up perennial questions. Why is there so much suffering in the world? Why do those who serve God seem to suffer as much or more than others? Why not just give up and wallow in misery?

Can the cause of personal suffering be found in the sufferer? The catastrophes that burst on Job led his friends to search in Job’s life for some root of rebellion against God, some sin that would cause God to judge him. They were wrong in thinking that Job brought it on himself. The reasons for Job’s trials were not to be found in him but in a clash between God and Satan. Ultimately, God vindicated Job but did not explain why he lost his sons and his wealth. Instead he called upon him to trust in the infinite and inscrutable wisdom of God.

The story of Job tells us that we will rarely understand why suffering occurs. The cause may be rooted in the rage of Satan in the heavenly places. (Read Job 1) The devil knows that his time is short. He hates God. He hates God’s beautiful creation. And he especially hates all God’s redeemed children. Living as we do in a conflict zone, we must learn to trust in God and put on his full armor. “For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against…the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms”(Eph. 6:12).

Asaph had a similar quandary in Psalm 73. He was astonished at the arrogance and prosperity of the wicked in the light of the sufferings of the righteous. Why do they have so few struggles? Why are they so healthy? While, “all day long I have been plagued”(Psalm 73:14). It was only when Asaph took the long view that he saw the doom toward which the wicked were racing—the judgment of God.

In the midst of suffering let’s remember that if we believe in Christ as our savior, we “are aliens and strangers on earth”(Heb. 11:13). Like Abel, Enoch, Abraham and Noah along with the whole catalogue of the faithful in Hebrews eleven may God help us to live by faith, “longing for a better country—a heavenly one”(Heb. 11:16). Jesus has promised to prepare that heavenly place for us. (See John 14:1) And what about our aching, failing bodies? Jesus rose from the dead to be the first-fruits of all those who will inherit an imperishable, immortal, glorious body free from pain, a body like unto His. (See 1 Cor. 15:50-57.)

While faith and hope give us glimpses of a glorious future, let’s not forget to look back to the beginning for the real cause of suffering. Remember, “the sting of death is sin”(1 Cor.15:56). And where did sin come from? I’ll tackle that ultimate question in a subsequent blog.

Meanwhile, as Mary Helen and I struggle with physical ailments, we need to remind ourselves that spiritual health is more important than anything. “Be very careful how you live—not as unwise but as wise…understand what the Lord’s will is…be filled with the Spirit…always giving thanks to God the Father…put on the full armor of God”(Eph. 5:15,17,18,20; 6:11).

Let me know your thoughts about these issues.

DESIGN & ORDER amidst human disorder

 

Newscasts trumpet misery, scandal and chaos. BUT! As I wander down summDSCN5023 (3)er DSCN4962 (2)pathways and drive along our country roads I’m impressed by a recurring theme. Whether it’s the tiniest beetles I find on leaves or the rising of the moon, there is evidence of design–and of the Designer.

DSCN2805 (2)It’s the same when I gaze on the apparently bewildering display of creativity among flowers. Or the astounding intricacy of a snowflake. Or the various plumages of birds or even the blades of grass DSCN5204 (2)in a farmer’s field. Variety but not randomness fills our world with a richness and interest our busy lives usually lead us to ignore.

From sunsets to cloud formations, from eyesight to dandelion fluff all around us throbs the evidence of an omnipotent Creator. “Day after day they pour forth speech.”  Too often our ears throb with a cacophony of artificially generated sounds.

Lord, help us to pause, to look around, and to lift our hearts in worship and praise–and even appeal. DSCN3181 (2)Truly, “this is my Father’s world.” This Father can bring order and redemption to our disordered and broken lives.

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The Crabby Old Lady

When an old lady died in the geriatric ward of a small hospital near Dundee, Scotland, it was believed that she had nothing left of any value.

Later, when the nurses were going through her meager possessions, they found this poem. Its quality and content so impressed the staff that copies were made and distributed to every nurse in the hospital. One nurse took her copy to Ireland.

The old lady’s sole bequest to posterity has since appeared in the Christmas edition of the News Magazine of the North Ireland Association for Mental Health. A slide presentation has also been made based on her simple, but eloquent, poem. And this little old Scottish lady, with nothing left to give to the world, is now the author of this “anonymous” poem winging across the Internet

Crabby Old woman
What do you see, nurses?
What do you see?
What are you thinking
When you’re looking at me?

A crabby old woman,
Not very wise,
Uncertain of habit,
With faraway eyes?

Who dribbles her food
And makes no reply
When you say in a loud voice,
“I do wish you’d try!”

Who seems not to notice
The things that you do,
And forever is losing
A stocking or shoe?

Who, resisting or not,
Let’s you do as you will,
With bathing and feeding,
The long day to fill?

Is that what you’re thinking?
Is that what you see?
Then open your eyes, nurse,
You’re not looking at me.

I’ll tell you who I am
As I sit here so still,
As I do at your bidding,
As I eat at your will.

I’m a small child of ten
With a father and mother,
Brothers and sisters,
Who love one another.

A young girl of sixteen
With wings on her feet
Dreaming that soon now
A lover she’ll meet.

A bride soon at twenty,

My heart gives a leap,

Remembering the vows

That I promised to keep.

At twenty-five now,

I have young of my own,

Who need me to guide

And a secure happy home.

A woman of thirty,

My young now grown fast,

Bound to each other

With ties that should last.

At forty, my young sons

Have grown and are gone,

But man’s beside me

To see I don’t moan.

At fifty once more,

Babies play round my knee,

Again we know children

My loved one and me.

Dark days are upon me,

My husband is dead,
I look at the future,
I shudder with dread.

For my young are all rearing
Young of their own,
And I think of the years
And the love that I’ve known.

I’m now an old woman
And nature is cruel;
‘Tis jest to make old age
Look like a fool.

The body, it crumbles,
Grace and vigor depart,
There is now a stone
Where I once had a heart.

But inside this old carcass
A young girl still dwells,
And now and again,
My battered heart swells.

I remember the joys,
I remember the pain,
And I’m loving and living
Life over again.

I think of the years
All too few, gone too fast,
And accept the stark fact
That nothing can last.

So open your eyes, people,
Open and see,
Not a crabby old woman;
Look closer . . . see ME!!

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Remember this poem when you next meet an older person who you might
brush aside without looking at the young soul within . . we will all,
one day, be there, too! In fact it might be me.

On Portraiture

Steve’s portraits project character and depth

Steve McCurry's Blog

Portraits reveal a desire for human connection;
a desire so strong that people who know they will never see me again
open themselves to the camera,  all in the hope that at the other end
someone will be watching,

someone who will laugh or suffer with them.

Kashmir Kashmir

Yemen Yemen

Afghanistan Afghanistan

What could be more simple and more complex,
more obvious and more profound than a portrait.

– Charles Baudelaire

Kashmir Kashmir

Yemen Yemen

Baluchistan, Pakistan Baluchistan, Pakistan

A good portrait is one that says something about the person.
We usually see parts of ourselves in others, so the

good portrait should also say something about the human condition.

Afghanistan Afghanistan

Kabul, Afghanistan Kabul, Afghanistan

The most difficult thing for me is a portrait.
You have to try to put your camera between the
skin of a person and his shirt.

– Henri Cartier-Bresson

Philippines Philippines

Pokhara, Nepal Pokhara, Nepal

Lambari, Brazil Lambari, Brazil

Madhya Pradesh, India Madhya Pradesh, India

Dubrovnik, Croatia Dubrovnik, Croatia

Photography and the genre…

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