Reconsidering and Reminscing Life (Eccl. 7:1-12)

With my oldest daughter just graduating from college, memories of my college graduation flooded my mind. I don't remember much about the actual event. What I remember most is that my grandmother's house burnt down that day. My family all left me to rush to the scene just an hour away. I was left to pack my final belongings, including my fish tanks, all by myself. Her's was an old boarding house with a coal oil floor furnace. My grandmother was recouping from an injury at my aunt's several hours away and wasn't even home. The old coal furnace exploded igniting the house.

There were a lot of memories in that old two story place. The floors were uneven. Bathrooms had been added. And it had a flat roof. As kids we used to stand on that grate of that old coal furnace and the soles of our shoes would be branded like a waffle. But oh the living that went on in that place. It was place where stories were exchanged and embellished, meals shared around a big dining room table, songs sung, family gatherings held, people welcomed. That old boarding house was a huge part of my heritage and growing up memories.

I suppose it was a place where I learned a lot about life and relationships and family and faith. I learned about giving to others, laughter, love, responsibility, creativity and healthy family relationships. Anyone was welcome to drop in, pull up a chair and join us at the table. It was a unique place, a safe place, an accepting place.

After my grandmother passed several years later, I inherited her latest Bible. She had opted to give up her King James Version for a New International Version which she read every day. Throughout the pages she begin to highlight and under portions that spoke to her. One of those passages comes from Ecclesiastes 7, especially keying in on verses 1 and 12. It's a section on wisdom as is much of Proverbs and Ecclesiastes. But Ecclesiastes gives a great deal of focus to the vain things of life and really zeroes in on things that really matter.

In this passage Solomon writes about how a good name is better than perfume. We have to remember that he writes this long before deodorant soap and Axe was invented. It's also before washers and dryers and of course air conditioning. People walked everywhere or rode beasts of burden. I'm guessing perfume was a REAL necessity. The implication is that a good reputation, good character was a whole lot more pleasantly aromatic to others than those with a poor reputation. In other words people with a bad reputation stink and are repulsive.

Solomon talks about the day of death being better than the day of birth. He couples that thought with the folly of living a party filled, meaningless life. He counsels us to focus our life on the things that really matter and the destiny of our life. It's a reminder that life is really short and what we do with our life makes a difference in eternity.

I watch students and adults all the time who give no thought or consideration to the opportunity, the gift of life. There are many who just fritter away their life and opportunities. They don't see or simply just fail to take advantage of the gifts God places before them for a full and meaningful life. There is a laissez-faire, ambitionless attitude toward life persisting among many that pursues only temporary pleasure without thought to consequences or long term implications to their life. One episode of Judge Judy will quickly demonstrate the mentality of our society today.

By the time Solomon hits verse twelve, he proclaims that wisdom is a shelter because it preserves the life of the possessor. Those who have a clue have a much better chance of making something positive out of life than wrecking their life and falling into pits from which some never escape.

I'm grateful for the times in that old boarding house for more than my shoes were imprinted as a I stood next the dining room table. I gained tons of wisdom and perspective from the lives of older, wiser family members and friends. My life was shaped in part by those gatherings. I learned how to really live and the significance of each life. It's why my grandmother's Bible is so precious to me. Because the basis of what I absorbed, of what was lived out before me was God's Word.

God, I don't want to waste or squander away my life. I want to see your big picture for me. I want to enjoy every minute of the life you've given to me. I want to learn from the good and difficult moments. I want to laugh more robustly, live more fully, celebrate more vigorously, enjoy the people in my life more deeply. I want your wisdom. I want the life to full that you promised in Christ.

Where's the Sense of Awe? (Isa. 6:1-8; Acts 2:42-47)

It's the only time the word "holy" is used three consecutive times. We're talking about "holy" in reference to God. Holy is used numerous times in the Bible but, the only times you ever see "holy, holy, holy" is when it describes our Heavenly Father. Isaiah 6 draws me, entices me, challenges me, motivates me, thrills me, encourages me. In time of depression for Isaiah and the country, the death of King Uzziah, God speaks to Isaiah in a vision. It's a life changing vision that takes Isaiah on a prophetic journey; a journey that ultimately impacts the world with the promise of the coming Messiah.

The picture of God painted here reminds me a lot of vision the Apostle John depicts in Revelation; God seated high on a throne, being exalted by seraphs/angels who fly back and forth proclaiming His praise. Throughout the Old Testament and of course Revelation, the image of the glorious majesty of God is portrayed over and over again. People bow, tremble, shake, fall prostrate as they experienced the presence of God in their midst.

I wonder where that sense of awe has gone today. Rereading the second chapter of Acts recently stirred my heart. I noted that something was missing from today's corporate gatherings. I have long been associated with an ecclesiastical leaning that has prided itself on restoring New Testament Christianity to its practices. Acts 2:42 has been a staple of this movement. They (the first Christians) continued steadfastly in the apostles doctrine, fellowship, the breaking of bread and prayer. We've have hammered those four elements as the key for a New Testament Church to employ.

What has always been a little bothersome to me and has struck me more deeply recently is why stop there. If restoring New Testament Christianity is the goal, what do we ignore verses 43-47?

Like Isaiah and many of the Old Testament encounters, the early Christians experienced a sense of awe and many signs and wonders were happening in their midst. My question is, "What happened to the sense of awe among today's believers?" I don't mean awe of the service or worship team or video composite or speaker. Where is the awe of God? Where are the truly changed lives? Where is the awe of the majesty and glory and GRACE of God.

There was a transformation that happened to Isaiah when he encountered God's Holy, Holy, Holiness. Isaiah was immediately aware of his sin, his inadequacy, his unrighteousness. But God in His holiness extended grace and cleansing and restoration to Isaiah, touching his unclean lips with a purging coal from His altar.

The awe for Isaiah dramatically soared.The majestic God just removed Isaiah's sin and guilt in one fell swoop. In response, Isaiah poured out his life to be used by God.

The same is true for the early Christians. Through the blood sacrifice of Christ and His resurrection, the early Christians were now freed from the bondage of sin and the guilt of not being able to keep the law. What? Jesus paid it all? Wow? I'm free? I'm cleansed from my unrighteousness? Amazing? Then all to Him I owe! And they sold their possession giving to anyone who had need. Lives were being changed, transformed by the power of God and His holiness.

And what's amazing is the early Christians became in the words of Elton Trueblood, an incendiary fellowship which drew thousands of more lives to the cross of Christ. Daily, Acts 2:47 says, changed lives were being added to their numbers.

God, why don't I experience awe of you when I gather with my fellow believers? Why is there so much focus on the order of service and what time we get out? Why do we skim through your teaching like we're perusing a self help book? Lord, I want to experience awe of you. I want to see lives truly changed by the power of your truth, your spirit, your grace. I want to be a part of people who are truly immersed in your spirit, your life, that make such a difference in their community that lives are changed and people are added daily to YOUR church, YOUR kingdom.