Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Giving Purposeful Thanks

Know what I’m most thankful for this week? That thankfulness requires an object. I’m thankful that I don’t have to walk around tomorrow with only some vague notion of gratitude directed at no one in particular. 

I admire the courageous pilgrims and their descendants who sacrificed so much to make America the home I have today. The Indians helped keep them alive and taught them how to survive in this new land, and we’re all glad for that. I think turkey’s delicious, and who doesn’t love mashed potatoes and gravy? It’s lovely to have a couple days off work to eat yummy food and spend time with family. And I’m grateful that we can do it without fear of bombs falling on our houses or armed terrorists stealing our children. I’m not sure you can live in America and not be thankful for freedom.

My children are healthy and go to excellent schools. My husband is kind, faithful, and hard-working. We live in a house I still can’t believe is ours. I have rich, deep, life-giving friendships, and I get to do my dream job from the comfort of my dining room while wearing sweatpants.


So much to be thankful for, but nothing compares to knowing the One to whom I give my thanks. He’s real, He cares, and He is the giver of every good and perfect gift. My thanks is directed firmly at Him.

Friday, November 21, 2014

Choosing our Battles

The most sobering statement I’ve heard in a long time:

“It is obscene to complain about a ‘war on Christmas’ in the United States when there are Syrian cities without Christians to commemorate their holy days at all for the first time in some 1,900 years. That’s an authentic war on Christmas.” 
(“On the Edge of Extinction,” Christianity Today, November 2014)

What if every time we hear the words “Happy Holidays” this season, instead of getting our Christian noses out of joint, we use it as a reminder to pray for our Syrian and Iraqi brothers and sisters who are huddled in refugee camps this Christmas? 

Monday, November 10, 2014

A Wind We Need to Know About

My book list will be ready in a month and a half, but here’s one that can’t wait: A Wind in the House of Islam by David Garrison. 

If you’re not concerned about what’s happening in Syria and Iraq right now—not to mention schoolgirls being kidnapped in Nigeria—don’t bother with this book. But if you think of it, well, dozens of times each day, if you’re wondering what in the world is going on and where God is in all of this, then this is the book for you.

Evil appears to be running amok. I want all the news I can get, and yet I can barely watch. A worldwide showdown between Christianity and Islam seems inevitable. God-loving, God-fearing people talk seriously about just nuking the world’s Muslims and calling it a day.

Where is the hope in this situation? Where is God?

He’s on the move. And, oh, did I need to hear about it. I need to know that unprecedented numbers of Muslims are coming to faith in Jesus. I need to know that He uses jaw-dropping miracles and amazing visions to reach them, but the most common way is the tried-and-true way: one person living out a changed life in front of others. I need to know because this helps me sleep at night. The world is not spinning out of control. The King is still on the throne, He’s aware, He’s involved, and our struggles are not against flesh and blood, but the evil spiritual forces in this world that He is more than capable of fending off.

Garrison’s book is a mix of history, sociology, and scientific method. So tedious are the details of the methodology that it’s almost sterile at times. But when you actually picture the methodology and what it took to make it happen, the yawns turn into goose bumps. In hidden rooms throughout nine regions of the world, Christian interviewers met with Muslims. The rooms were hidden because these weren’t just any Muslims. They are Christ-following Muslims. (And don’t even think of calling them Christians.) They shared the stories of their conversions, the suffering they experienced as a result, and their views on Jesus and Muhammad. Some traveled a hundred miles and risked their lives to tell their stories. One woman hasn’t been seen or heard from since. Interviewers, translators, and the storytellers themselves put everything on the line to tell us how God is drawing Muslims to Himself.

There will be Christians who aren’t comfortable calling these people brothers and sisters. They’re not exactly like us. They call God Allah. Many still attend mosque and read the Quran, at least for a while. They don’t even like the word Christianity. But Jesus? They love Him. In Him they’ve found the answers their own religion lacked. They’ve found grace they’ve never known. They’ve found a savior who guarantees their way to heaven. In all the ways that matter, they are very much like us. Heaven is going to be filled with them, and I can’t wait to meet them. Until then, I will make myself keep watching the news, which keeps me praying.

“The Lord is not slow in keeping his promise, as some understand slowness. Instead he is patient with you, not wanting anyone to perish, but everyone to come to repentance.” –2 Peter 3:9