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Wednesday, December 30, 2009

O Come let us Adore Him - not for what He gives, but because He is.



Why is it that we sing songs of adoration at the time of the Incarnation?
 
It is interesting to me...we do not sing songs with the word "adoration" when contemplating and celebrating Jesus' death and resurrection. Rarely do we look at the cruel cross and the suffering Messiah and think "I adore you." Even in the triumph of the resurrection we are more thrilled and stunned than in the quiet,  worshipful "pondering and treasuring" of the events surrounding the birth of Emmanuel - "God with us."At Jesus' death and resurrection we know that God has done something extraordinary for us - and we worship Him with thanksgiving and praise!
 
Adoration is different, though. Perhaps it has to do with the fact that adoration, in it's purest form, exists for the sheer delight of the other. I cannot truly adore something if I gain from it.  Similarly, I cannot truly adore God for what He gives (and what I gain) as much as for the simple fact that He is - apart from any benefit or mercies or favors received. It is one thing to think of God in terms of "I love Him for what He does and has done for me." It is quite another to think of God in terms of "I love you, delight in you, treasure you because of who you are, not what you give. I just like being with you." There is still too much "self" in the former...loving because it is reciprocated. And in the former it is easier to speak about Him than to Him. (Does anyone else feel awkward and selfish telling Him, "I love you for all the good stuff you do for me.")

I'm not saying to love Him for what He is doing and has done and will do is bad or wrong. I can muster up praise and thanksgiving in recollecting His faithfulness to me and in anticipating the fulfillment of future promises. But it seems that because adoration loves regardless of reciprocity, it is not something I can muster up. Instead it is a gift, in the form of a longing, that God wells within our our inmost being. It is a longing that compels us to follow whatever "star" or "heavenly hosts" or even an "oppressive governmental census for taxes" that He allows to lead us to Himself. And when we finally behold Him, when our longing is met by His presence, adoration silences our words...it is recognized by awe and fear and enjoyment and curiosity of being in the Presence of God without expectation or agenda.

The wise men had this adoration. There was nothing they could gain from the toddler Jesus. He didn't "save" them or heal them or speak blessing over them. At great cost of both time and riches, they were led by God to seek out and adore Jesus because of who He was - and they didn't really even fully know, but knew enough to bow their knee in selfless sacrifice. What was their gain? The chance to adore Him for Himself. Mary, Joseph, the shepherds, Simeon, Anna, the Magi - all the "characters" who witnessed His birth gained no tangible benefit from Jesus in the way we speak of benefiting from Him (forgiveness, salvation, abundant life etc.) Perhaps their benefit was the validation of their painful journeys and personhood, as they either anticipated or sought Him. Their lives became more meaningful because of His coming to them, more than their coming to Him.

I find that I often "like" God (and think that I am adoring Him) when I am benefiting from Him. It is much harder to come to this purer form of adoration that exists apart from any gift, profit or blessing that He might give.

And isn't that really the whole point of Christianity? I am in a posture to receive, to lean into my longings for more, and to learn to adore regardless of what I receive.

O come let us adore Him - not for what He gives
O come let us adore Him - not for gaining any benefit
O come let us adore Him - not because I have unmet desires that I want fulfilled...

Christ - the Messiah, Emmanuel, - the LORD.


Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Peace found in weakness = new eyes to see and ears to hear...





 An excerpt from "Adam's Story", Henri J. M. Nouwen.

Keep your eyes on the prince of peace, the one who doesn't cling to his divine power; the one who refuses to turn stones into bread, jump from great heights and rule with great power; the one who says,
"Blessed are the poor, the gentle, those who mourn,
and those who hunger and thirst for righteousness;
blessed are the merciful, the pure in heart, the peacemakers
and those who are persecuted in the cause of uprightness" (see Matt. 5:3-11);
the one who touches the lame, the crippled, and the blind; the one who speaks words of forgiveness and encouragement; the one who dies alone, rejected and despised. Keep your eyes on him who becomes poor with the poor, weak with the weak, and who is rejected with the rejected. He is the source of all peace.

Where is this peace to be found? The answer is clear. In weakness. First of all, in our own weakness, in those places of our hearts where we feel most broken, most insecure, most in agony, most afraid. Why there? Because there our familiar ways of controlling our world are being stripped away; there we are called to let go from doing much, thinking much, and relying on our self-sufficiency. Right there where we are weakest the peace which is not of this world is hidden.

In Adam's name I say to you, "Claim that peace that remains unknown to so many and make it your own. Because with that peace in your heart you will have new eyes to see and new ears to hear and gradually recognize that same peace in places you would have least expected."

Keep your eyes peeled for new sightings of the King - in places you least expect...

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Monday, December 14, 2009

We are not what we can conquer...how do you measure your life?




"[When we slow down]
we discover in the center of our own self
that we are not what we can conquer,
but what is given to us."
Henri Nouwen "Out of Solitude"

It's Monday, and naturally I'm out to conquer much. I have my house to clean and decorate for Christmas, financial things to catch up on, dreaming and planning for the launch and focusing in of reFresh in 2010, and facing my own desires for some change. How easy it is to sit and plan and seek to conquer all I desire and/or fear by drafting amazing plans and strategies and to-do lists. How much do I, at the end of the day, determine my value by what I've conquered vs. how much I've received? Indeed, it is much more difficult to open my eyes to enjoy and walk in what a generous God has given me today. If I measured my value by how much I was able to receive and enter into and enjoy...well, I'd feel like a dismal failure.
There's something wrong with that.

I know this: I'm not so good at receiving.
Leonard Sweet says that his inability to receive is the greatest disability he has...because bottom line: that is the gist of following a Savior who saves by grace.

What is He giving you today to enjoy?
Stop, take a few deep breaths, then lay your "to-do" list before Him and ask Him to prioritize and/or add and delete things. And at the end of the day see if you can see if you've lived more as a receiver than a conqueror and if that makes any difference in your life. Please let me know how it goes.

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Monday, December 07, 2009

The "hardly noticeable" power of God




An excerpt from iGracias! by Henri J.M. Nouwen

"A shoot shall sprout from the stump of Jesse, 
and from his roots a bud shall blossom. 
The spirit of the LORD shall rest upon him . . ." 
(Isa.11:1-2).

Our salvation comes from something small, tender, and vulnerable, something hardly noticeable. God, who is the Creator of the Universe, comes to us in smallness, weakness, and hiddenness.

I find this a hopeful message. Somehow, I keep expecting loud and impressive events to convince me and others of God's saving power; but over and over again I am reminded that spectacles, power plays, and big events are the ways of the world. Our temptation is to be distracted by them and made blind to the "shoot that shall sprout from the stump."

When I have no eyes for the small signs of God's presence - the smile of a baby, the carefree play of children, the words of encouragement and gestures of love offered by friends - I will always remain tempted to despair.

The small child of Bethlehem, the unknown young man of Nazareth, the rejected preacher, the naked man on the cross, he asks for my full attention. The work of our salvation takes place in the midst of a world that continues to shout, scream, and overwhelm us with its claims and promises. But the promise is hidden in the shoot that sprouts from the stump, a shoot that hardly anyone notices.

More at www.henrinouwen.org


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