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September 13, 2018 | Build To Last
August 9, 2018 | Miracle in Saudi
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August 2, 2018 | Restoration
“Paul, a prisoner of Christ Jesus, and Timothy our brother: To Philemon our dear friend and coworker, to Apphia our sister, to Archippus our fellow soldier, and to the church that meets in your home. Grace to you and peace from God our Father and the Lord Jesus Christ.”
[Philemon 1-3 HCSB]
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Restoration I am teaching through the wonderful book of Philemon. If you would like to access my personal preparation notes, you can find them here.
North Platte We received many requests for a copy of the story I recently shared. In response, here is Bob Green’s “A Soldier Never Forgets North Platte”
“We were overwhelmed,” said Lt. Col. Nick Jaskolski. “I don’t really have words to describe how surprised and moved we all were. I had never even heard of the town before.” Col. Jaskolski, a veteran of the Iraq war, is commander of the 142nd Field Artillery Brigade of the Arkansas Army National Guard. For three weeks earlier this summer, the 142nd had been conducting an emergency deployment readiness exercise in Wyoming, training and sleeping outdoors, subsisting on field rations.
Now it was time for the 700 soldiers to return to their base. A charter bus company had been hired for the 18-hour drive back to Arkansas. The Army had budgeted for a stop to get snacks. The bus company determined that the soldiers would reach North Platte, in western Nebraska, around the time they would likely be hungry. The company placed a call to the visitors’ bureau: Was there anywhere in town that could handle a succession of 21 buses, and get 700 soldiers in and out for a quick snack?
North Platte said yes. North Platte has always said yes.
During World War II, North Platte was a geographically isolated town of 12,000. Soldiers, sailors and aviators on their way to fight the war rode troop trains across the nation, bound for Europe via the East Coast or the Pacific via the West Coast. The Union Pacific Railroad trains that transported the soldiers always made 10-minute stops in North Platte to take on water. The townspeople made those 10 minutes count. Starting in December 1941, they met every train: up to 23 a day, beginning at 5 a.m. and ending after midnight. Those volunteers greeted between 3,000 and 5,000 soldiers a day. They presented them with sandwiches and gifts, played music for them, danced with them, baked birthday cakes for them.
Every day of the year, every day of the war, they were there at the depot. They never missed a train, never missed a soldier. They fed six million soldiers by the end of the war. Not 1 cent of government money was asked for or spent, save for a $5 bill sent by President Franklin D. Roosevelt.
The soldiers never forgot the kindness. Most of them, and most of the townspeople who greeted them, are dead. And now, in 2018, those 21 busloads from the 142nd Field Artillery were on their way, expecting to stop at some fast-food joint.
“We couldn’t believe what we saw when we pulled up,” Col. Jaskolski said. As each bus arrived over a two-day period, the soldiers stepped out to be greeted by lines of cheering people holding signs of thanks. They weren’t at a fast-food restaurant: They were at North Platte’s events center, which had been opened and decorated especially for them.
“People just started calling our office when they heard the soldiers were on their way,” said Lisa Burke, the director of the visitors’ bureau. “Hundreds of people, who wanted to help.” The soldiers entered the events center to the aroma of steaks grilling and the sound of recorded music: current songs by Luke Bryan, Justin Timberlake, Florida Georgia Line; World War II songs by Glenn Miller, the Andrews Sisters, Jimmy Dorsey. They were served steak sandwiches, ham sandwiches, turkey sandwiches, deviled eggs, salads and fruit; local church groups baked pies, brownies and cookies.
Mayor Dwight Livingston stood at the door for two days and shook every soldier’s hand. Mr. Livingston served in the Air Force in Vietnam and came home to no words of thanks. Now, he said, as he shook the hands and welcomed the soldiers, “I don’t know whether those moments were more important for them, or for me. I knew I had to be there.”
“It was one soldier’s 21st birthday,” Lisa Burke said. “When I gave him his cake, he told me it was the first birthday cake he’d ever had in his life.” Not wanting to pry, she didn’t ask him how that could possibly be. “I was able to hold my emotions together,” she said. “Until later.”
When it became time to settle up—the Army, after all, had that money budgeted for snacks—the 142nd Field Artillery was told: Nope. You’re not spending a penny here. This is on us. This is on North Platte. – Bob Greene July 22, 2018 WSJ [Mr. Greene’s books include Once Upon a Town: The Miracle of the North Platte Canteen.]
God bless, Wayne |
July 12, 2018 | An Ancient Reminder On Contentment
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June 28, 2018 | Suffering And Purpose
On Purpose
I have been working through parts of Job, learning from that mighty book as part of a series about “When Life Hurts.” In my reading, I was blessed by this reminder from Ray Stedman:
The book of Job teaches us a difficult truth about suffering: Sometimes we suffer because our affliction accomplishes God’s purposes. This principle always seems to catch us by surprise, even though it should be obvious to us all. After all, the New Testament makes it abundantly clear that God allows the innocent to suffer in order to achieve His purposes. The most innocent man to ever live was Jesus of Nazareth. He suffered and died on the cross not because He was an evildoer, not because He deserved to suffer, but because He was carrying out God’s purpose in the world.
Job teaches us that suffering is a means by which Satan is silenced and God is vindicated. It’s a high and holy privilege to uphold the glory of God against the accusations of the devil. If we will learn to see our sufferings in light of the spiritual war that has been raging since before the creation of the human race, it will transform our lives and our pain. It will awaken us to the high and holy privilege of (as Paul says in Philippians 3:10) sharing in the sufferings of our Lord Jesus Christ.
– Ray Stedman, Let God Be God
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June 14, 2018 | Blessings Of Affliction
And not only that, but we also rejoice in our afflictions, because we know that affliction produces endurance, endurance produces proven character, and proven character produces hope. [Romans 5:3-4 HCSB]
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Affliction
I recently taught about affliction and the blessings the Sovereign Lord embeds in them. In response I received a lot of fascinating mail. Here are a few of the insightful notes: Christlikeness Pastor Wayne, I am floored at the reality – which I have experienced many times – that in life’s pains we are shaped to better resemble Jesus. Paul’s reminder in Philippians 3:10-11 always motivates me, “My goal is to know Him and the power of His resurrection and the fellowship of His sufferings, being conformed to His death, assuming that I will somehow reach the resurrection from among the dead.” [HCSB WB note; the “assuming” in verse 11 is a first class condition in Greek, meaning it’s something that is certain.] Trusted gardener Wayne, Amy Carmichael referring to her suffering in India thusly, “What a prodigal waste it appears to see scattered on the floor the bright green leaves and the bare stem bleeding in a hundred places from the sharp knife. But with a tried and trusted husbandman there is not a random stroke in it all, nothing cut away which it would not have been a loss to keep and gain to lose.” Think it through Wayne, I have lots of thoughts on this topic! The question “How can a good God can allow suffering?” presupposes three things and sets one condition for the debate. The condition inherent in the question is that God exists, is good, and is almighty (only an almighty God could allow or prevent suffering). The asker is attempting to invalidate this condition by asking about suffering. But the presuppositions must be exposed. First, the question assumes that the asker has a better innate sense of good and justice than a good and almighty God. That’s pretty bold. Secondly, it assumes that the asker has the omniscience to know what is the greatest possible good. That’s brazen. If we stop right there, the question itself, consciously or not, has at its root an enormous arrogance and self-worship. But there is one more presupposition. The question assumes that a life free of suffering is better for every human than a life with suffering. That is simply childish thinking. What benefit would there be from an endless sunny day? What advantage could there possibly be of no night, no rain, no cold? Even popular psychology understands this at some level. “No pain, no gain.” “The greatest lessons come when we fail.” “Winning teaches us nothing, but losing can elicit great wisdom.” The essence of these sentiments is incompatible with the question, “How can a good God allow suffering?” For those who deny God, suffering only magnifies despair, because those who believe that the material world is all that exists worship and hope for nothing greater than the comforts of this life. But the Christian understands that such a materialistic worldview is spiritual deception. “For all that is in the world—the desires of the flesh and the desires of the eyes and the pride of life—is not from the Father but is from the world” (1 John 2:16 ESV). For the Christian, suffering teaches us to not trust the things of this world, to magnify our hope in God, and to daily live out our joy—namely, that Christ is much greater than this present darkness, which is so quickly passing away! Hope Pastor Wayne, at first I wanted to write and ask how suffering could possibly cause hope. Then, as I thought about it, I began to see some glimpses of how that can be. I understand a bit of the hope founded in eternal reality – something brought to the fore when people are forced to think beyond today. There is a hopefulness when I know that I am being shaped, even if the shaping hurts. It’s even hope producing that God is big enough to handle my complaints and accessible enough that He welcomes them. |