The Lord is my Rock. Lead me to the Rock that is higher than I. Shelter me under the Rock. (found all through the Psalms)
You’ve just been released from one job (position, place of service, ministry, etc) and you are preparing for the next one. What to do in the meantime?
You’ve lost your spouse of many years, whether by death or divorce or something else. What do you do until the way opens up before you?
You’ve moved from the only home you ever knew to a new city/country, and you’re finding it difficult. What now?
Keep your eye on the Rock.
Changes can be hard. But they can be lifegiving and life-altering.
Life is about change. Anyone who does not like change is going to have a lot of trouble in this life. Any Christian who cannot handle change is going to have trouble following the Lord Jesus.
Here are our top ten suggestions to you on how to make the most of the transition time…
“We do not know how to pray as we should” (Romans 8:26).
I know some things my pet does not.
My dog thinks he wants to fight that pesky cat next door. By his barking and straining at the leash, Albie gives every indication that chasing that cat would be the high point of his day. It wouldn’t. It would be his greatest nightmare.
That little cat sits on the driveway, completely unmoving when my dog walks within 10 feet, barking and snarling and threatening. The cat hardly blinks an eye. Another day at the office. Another house dog who thinks he wants a piece of me but has no idea the trouble he’s asking for.
I know what a fierce cat can do to a sweet little house-broken dog that has never been in a real fight in his life. I know his instincts tell him to chase the cat–that this is what he was put here on Earth for–but I know better.
I hold the leash and lead this lovely little canine on to other things, and as far away from that fierce little feline as we can get.
And just so does our Lord lead His children.
“O you of little faith! Why did you doubt?” (Matthew 14:31).
The teacher is hardest on the best pupils.
The Master Teacher is hardest on the Star Pupil.
The coach is in the face of the player with the greatest potential, on his back, never letting up.
Check out these words from the Lord Jesus. “Get behind me, Satan. You are a stumbling block to me; for you are not setting your mind on God’s interests, but man’s” (Matthew 16:23).
He said those harsh, cutting words, not to the Pharisees, but to Simon Peter, His “star apostle.”
Simon Peter–the disciple with the most potential, the one Jesus renamed as “Rock.” He called Peter a “satan” (adversary) soon after commending him for his confession that “Thou art the Christ, the Son of the living God” (Matthew 16:16). When Peter said that, the Lord said, “Blessed are you, Simon son of Jonah, for flesh and blood did not reveal this to you, but my Father who is in heaven.”
Called him blessed one moment and turns right around and calls him a devil.
What’s going on here?
“He disciplines us for our good, that we may share His holiness” (Hebrews 12:10).
“…And now I am happy all the day” (“At the Cross,” a gospel song in our hymnals).
It’s good to be happy. I’m all in favor of it, and I think the Lord is also.
God’s primary concern is not in making us happy. He does not fret because someone is displeased with the job He is doing, someone else is .unhappy with the way a Scripture text is worded, and another is complaining about the weather today.
Pleasing us does not appear to be high on His agenda. He seems not in the least concerned that some of us do not like His methods or the personnel He has sent in our direction as our teachers, pastors, comforters, companions.
I can just hear it now. “Lord, are you aware that some of us are unhappy with you? Doesn’t that concern you?” He that sitteth in the Heavens shall laugh; the Lord shall have them in derision. (Psalm 2)
Scripture shows that God is far more interested in pleasing Himself and making Himself happy than in satisfying us.
“No chastening for the moment seems enjoyable, but painful. But afterwards, to those who have been trained by it, it yields the peaceful fruit of righteousness” (Hebrews 12:11).
In the middle of the pain, no one enjoys the experience. Only in looking back–at some distant day–do you see how God used it.
Life is understood only in looking backward, the saying goes. But it must be lived going forward.
It doesn’t work that way for everyone, Hebrews 12:11 is implying. For some, the trials are fatal. It just depends. “To those who have been trained by it” surely means “the people who have learned to give their woes to the Lord for His purposes.”
We can wallow in our defeat, be chained in despair by our sorrows and troubles, or we can rise above them by putting our trust in the Savior and finding His purposes.
In her book Character, Gail Sheehan tells of the lengthy rehabilitation Bob Dole endured after his World War II injury. (German machine gunfire hit him in the upper back and right arm. Medics gave him the largest possible dose of morphine, then wrote “M” (for morphine) on his forehead with his own blood, so no one who found him would give him a second, fatal dose.) Dole went through multiple surgeries and experienced recurring blood clots, life-threatening infections, and long periods of recuperation and therapy.
An interviewer once asked Senator Dole, “How did this delay your career plans?”
“But in all things we commend ourselves as ministers of God: in much patience, in tribulations, in needs, in distresses, in stripes, in imprisonments, in tumults, in labors, in sleeplessness, in fastings; by purity, by knowledge, by longsuffering, by kindness, by the Holy Spirit, by sincere love, by the word of the truth, by the power of God, by the armor of righteousness on the right hand and on the left, by honor and dishonor, by evil report and good report, as deceivers and yet true; as unknown and yet well known; as dying and behold we live; as chastened and yet not killed; as sorrowful, yet always rejoicing; as poor, yet making many rich; as having nothing and yet possessing all things” (2 Corinthians 6:4-10).
I can imagine picking up this guy’s resume’ and having it say: “In one of the two churches I served as pastor, I endured a four-hour deacons meeting in which some wanted to lynch me for preaching the gospel. Not only did I frequently preach revivals in some outstanding churches and baptized hundreds of converts, but my wife became the target of a gossip campaign because she wore a pants-suit to church one night. So, I think I’m qualified for anything now.”
A full resume’ would tell both sides of our story.
“Behold, I send you out as sheep in the midst of wolves…. (Men) will deliver you up to councils and scourge you in their synagogues. You will be brought before governors and kings for my sake…. Do not fear those who kill the body but cannot kill the soul…. Do not think that I am come to bring peace on earth…” (Matthew 10:16ff)
(Note: Invariably, when I write something in support of the Lord’s servants who have been mistreated by the Lord’s congregations, someone will reply calling my attention to the sins of preachers. As if I did not know. I will readily admit there are some men in the ministry who need to be out, who are bringing reproach on the name of Christ and shame to His church. But most of the pastors I’m acquainted with who have been driven from their pulpits were guilty only of crossing the wrong people.)
Suddenly, that great church which the pastor was enjoying and had been bragging about to his colleagues turned on him and wanted him gone.
Without warning it seems, those precious people who had welcomed him so warmly just a couple of years back have now joined the vicious mob clamoring for the pastor’s head.
That wonderful deacon fellowship which had devoted themselves to serving God’s people and ministering to the needy suddenly arose and announced their intention to oust the pastor.
That sweet family to whom the pastor ministered again and again misinterpreted something he did (or believed something they heard) and began to devote themselves to seeing that he was fired.
Why, Lord? Pastors and their families wonder that.
“There is….a time to weep and a time to laugh” (Ecclesiastes 3:4).
The doctors at Houston’s M. D. Anderson Medical Center confirmed to Ted that the lung cancer had indeed metasticized to his brain. “Perhaps six months, more or less,” said the doctor when Ted asked how long he had. The worst news imaginable.
However, that night the doctor called his room.
“I’ve been studying the brain scans,” he said. “And I believe yours is Primary Lung Cancer which has moved to the brain.” He went on to say that Primary Brain Cancer is not treatable, but a metasticized Primary Lung Cancer behaves differently in the brain and is often treatable.
There was hope, after all.
When he got off the phone, Ted explained this to his family. He was quiet a minute, then said, “Well, you know it’s your basic bad situation when you’re praying for lung cancer!”
And they laughed.
Can you weep and laugh at the same time?
Not long ago, while attending a conference on the campus of a Christian college, I sat in the auditorium with several hundred other ministers and their families. The pre-session music was provided by a man playing a violin, and doing it rather poorly, I felt.
I am not a musician nor the son of a musician, but I can usually tell when a violin is being played well, and particularly when it isn’t.
As the music ended, our host stepped to the microphone. “We want to thank Mr. Hoskins for playing the violin for us tonight. One month ago, he was in an automobile accident in which his car was totaled. In fact, for a while it appeared that he had lost the use of his hands. So, the music tonight was special for a lot of reasons.”
As the congregation applauded, I slumped down in my seat and felt a sense of shame.
Take last evening for instance.
A friend who is on the staff of a large church in the northern part of our state emailed about a family basically living in the ICU ward of a local hospital in our city. Doctors have told the parents nothing more can be done for the daughter. So they are standing by, waiting for God to take her.
My friend had planned to drive down to see them, but because of a cold decided it was best if he canceled and asked me to call on them.
An hour later, I was in the hospital room with the family.
The patient was either sleeping or heavily sedated and several family members and friends were seated around the room, talking softly. They greeted me warmly, having already been informed that I was coming.
Now, two things about this family I found amazing. They have lived in the intensive care units of their hospital back home and the one here for over 40 days. And yet, they have such a steady peace and beautiful joy about them.