Summer Fun and Sun

Yesterday, Joanna and I took a bike ride. We rode a comfortable 16 miles around town, stopping at the local splash park to get wet–

Rebekah at Splash ParkJoanna at Splash Park

and at another local park to sit and talk.

On our way home, we ran into my dad, riding his bicycle home from lunch at the park–and into my brother, riding his bicycle to either class or work.

It was a beautiful day to be riding. It was relatively cool, not too humid, and windless.

However, I forgot to wear sunscreen, so I discovered this…

Rebekah's sunburn

when I returned home.

See the line along my spine? That’s where my braid protected me.

Yeah.


Salvation: a courtroom view

Notes on John Stott’s
The Cross of Christ
Chapter 7: The Salvation of Sinners

So far, we’ve looked at two ways of describing what takes place at salvation: propitiation and redemption. Now, we shall turn to the courtroom for our third view, the view that is most personally meaningful to me.

Justification is a legal term–a term that refers to being proven or shown to be right or just. Justification is the opposite of condemnation. While condemnation proves that one is in the wrong or has done wrong, justification proves that one is in the right and has done right. In this way, justification differs from a “not guilty” verdict (which implies only that there was insufficient evidence to condemn). Justification involves a declaration of righteousness.

My dad has been ministering in our local Juvenile Detention Center for years and has an illustration that he loves to use to describe justification to the inmates. He’ll ask the inmates to think of their criminal records–all of them have them–and then to imagine that everything they’d ever done (good and bad, whether they’d gotten caught or not) was written on that record. Then he’ll describe Jesus’ record–a record that declares that he had never done anything wrong, and had in fact done everything right. Justification, my dad describes, is when God trades Jesus’ record for ours. Jesus took our rap, and gave us His own righteousness.

I loved this illustration–still love it. But in the summer of 2006, I discovered that I’d let this illustration become a stumbling block to me, keeping me from reveling in the fullness of justification. You see, I’d gotten so caught up in the paperwork aspect of the record, that I missed a vital point.

God didn’t just trade my paperwork with Jesus’–He traded my identity. Christ became sin for me. I became, in Christ, the righteousness of God.

“For He made Him who knew no sin to be sin for us, that we might become the righteousness of God in Him.”
II Corinthians 5:21

I’d been thinking paperwork and seeing my situation like this: I stand before God and He looks at me with disgust, seeing the filthy sinner that I am. He turns His face away with an “Eww, gross”, but before He banishes me from His presence or pours out His wrath on me, He calls to an angel to pull my file. The angel returns with my file. When God the Father sees that my file and Christ’s have been replaced, He swallows back His distaste and beckons me forward–“It’s okay, you’re covered.”

I was glad to be right with God on paper, but I really craved being right with God for real. To that end, I worked. I made lists of rules and strove to keep them. I pored over the Scriptures, trying to figure out how to be the “perfect Christian”. I volunteered with a dozen ministries, hoping that my involvement could somehow allay that initial recoil I felt sure God experienced when He looked at me.

And then, by the grace of God, He used a sermon by Jerry Bridges, delivered in Jacksonville Florida, to open my eyes to the reality that I was right before God for real. It wasn’t just on paper. It was reality. I was righteous in God’s eyes. Nothing I could do could make me right before God–because I already WAS right before God through Jesus Christ.

“Knowing that a man is not justified by the works of the law but by faith in Jesus Christ, even we have believed in Christ Jesus, that we might be justified by faith in Christ and not by the works of the law; for by the works of the law no flesh shall be justified.”
Galatians 2:16

That reality transformed my life. It was maybe six months before I got over the daily reminders of how different life was now that I understood justification. Before, I would sin and immediately bash myself over the head, intent upon doing penance. “You are a bad person,” I’d say. Now, I found myself going to God, repenting of my sin–“Lord, I have sinned.” And far from dissuading me from a desire for holiness and service, the realization that I was already right before God gave me new motivation. Now, rather than desperately attempting to justify myself, I was at peace in the knowledge that I was justified in Christ–and my heart’s desire was to turn that into worship through my life.

To this day, I can barely think of justification and of the miracle God wrought in my life that summer without tearing up. What a wonderful grace, a marvelous love, that God made me righteous through no act of my own, but merely through faith in His divine act.

“Moreover, the faith which justifies is emphatically not another work. No, to say ‘justification by faith’ is merely another way of saying ‘justification by Christ’. Faith has absolutely no value in itself; its value lies solely in its object. Faith is the eye that looks to Christ, the hand that laid hold of him, the mouth that drinks the water of life. And the more clearly we see the absolute adequacy of Jesus Christ’s divine-human person and sin-bearing death, the more incongruous does it appear that anybody could suppose that we have anything to offer. That is why justification by faith alone, to quote Cranmer…’advances the true glory of Christ and beats down the vain glory of man.'”
~John Stott, The Cross of Christ

The cross is essential to an understanding of justification because it is the means by which true justification could occur.

“When God justifies sinners, He is not declaring bad people to be good, or saying that they are not sinners after all; he is pronouncing them legally righteous, free from any liability to the broken law, because he himself in his Son has borne the penalty of their law-breaking….The reasons why we are ‘justified freely by God’s grace’ are that Christ Jesus paid the ransom-price and that God presented him as a propitiatory sacrifice. In other words, we are ‘justified by his blood.’ There could be no justification without atonement.”
~John Stott, The Cross of Christ

(See more notes on The Cross of Christ here.)


Nostalgia for Sweden

I’m not the sort of person to become an expert on Africa after a 6-day mission trip. But, after all, I spent almost half a month in Sweden several years ago–so that makes me an unqualified expert.

Okay, maybe not. But occasionally, I do feel a bit of nostalgia for Sweden–not so much for “the real Sweden” (which I really doubt I experienced), but for the Sweden I did experience. The dozens of teenagers living together on the floor of the school weight room. The daily routines of cleaning bathrooms and sweeping floors for the Christian conference we were helping out with. Going witnessing outside a disco with the Jesus Revolution Army (yes, that really was what another group with us was called.) Exploring the “wonders” of the original IKEA. Strolling the streets of the quaint little city and stopping for ridiculously cheap and marvelously good ice cream.

The nostalgia doesn’t happen often–but occasionally, something sets me off and I remember the wonderful days I spent in Sweden.

Something–like breakfast–set me off today.

I popped the bread I’d thawed last night into the toaster. I saw the cucumber lying on the counter where my mom had placed it a couple of days before and thought I should eat it–after all, Mom asked me just last night if I was ready for some more cukes. I sliced the cucumber and remembered Sweden.

Someone, I’m not sure who, provided food for us for breakfast. At least, they stocked a fridge for us to scrounge out of. There was fresh baked bread, butter, and strawberry jam. There were cucumber and tomato slices. There was a liquidy yogurt–and a huge wheel of white cheese that we could carve slices off of with the provided slicer.

I adored it. The memory this morning enticed me to rig a Swedish breakfast of my own. I pulled out some strawberry jam to slather atop my bread and butter. I dumped a jar of yogurt into a glass and diluted it with a bit of milk.

Swedish breakfast

And I sat with the Bible I’d bought for the Sweden trip (and used ever since) and remembered those days, when I’d sat in a school lobby, eating a similar meal, reading this word while dozens of fellow teenagers sat around me, spurring one another on into love and good deeds.

Good food. Good times. Good fellowship.

A trip worth emulating.


Salvation: a marketplace view

Notes on John Stott’s
The Cross of Christ
Chapter 7: The Salvation of Sinners

Imagine yourself in an olden days marketplace, busy with transactions. Everyone has something to sell, something to trade, something to buy. You can smell the sweat of the dozens of bodies clamoring about you, the spices sold by a caravan of traders, animal offal, and the odor of something being cooked. People press in, jostling you, hurrying to see what each vendor is offering. You hear a vendor calling out, drawing attention to her wares. Others are haggling. Still others stand aside, gossiping.

A man is being sold to the highest bidder. The borrower is slave to the lender, but the lender has no use for a slave. He must be sold to repay his debt. Eager bidders raise the price higher and higher.

A relative rushes up before the sale is complete–and enters the fray. He will pay his relative’s debt–will redeem him from his slavery.

Redemption.

The word has almost lost its meaning in the world in which we live. Generally, we speak of redeeming a coupon–not redeeming a person. The word has none of the connotations it would have had for a first century audience.

Perhaps a more apt word for today’s audience would be ransom. After all, to redeem is to release from captivity by the payment of a ransom. Ransom still holds that key element–the payment of a price to release one from captivity.

Of course, our use of ransom generally refers to a price paid to a kidnapper–to someone who has illegitimately held another captive. Redemption has somewhat different connotations. Redemption implies a payment to free one from a captivity, a debt, an obligation that he legitimately bears.

There are four critical components to every act of redemption. First, there is the object or person that is to be redeemed. Second, there is the fate the object or person is to be redeemed from. Third, there is the price that must be paid to redeem the object or person from such a fate. And finally, but most importantly, there is the subject–the person who is to pay the price and do the redeeming.

The Old Testament uses the language of redemption to anticipate the Messiah. The New Testament uses this marketplace vocabulary of redemption to describe the completed work of the Messiah.

It is worthwhile to explore how these elements of redemption correspond to salvation.

Who is redeemed?

Galatians 4:4-5 says that Christ was born under the law in order to redeem those who were under the law

In Revelation 5:9, the four living creatures and the twenty-four elders sing that the Lamb has redeemed those “out of every tribe and tongue and people and nation”.

Jesus came to redeem people, those who were under the law, from every tribe and tongue and people and nation. He came to redeem all those His Father had given Him (John 6:37-40).

What are they redeemed from?

Galatians 3:13 says that we are redeemed from the curse of the law. Titus 2:14 says that we were redeemed from lawless deeds. I Peter 1:18 says that we were redeemed from aimless traditions.

We who have been redeemed were redeemed from the curse of the law, from slavery to sin, and from the law’s requirements (by which we were unable to obtain salvation).

With what are they redeemed?

There is little doubt in Scripture as to the price with which we have been redeemed. Ephesians 1:7, Colossians 1:14, Hebrews 9:12, I Peter 1:18-19, and Revelation 5:9 all affirm that we have been affirmed with the blood of Christ–His life poured out in death.

Who does the redeeming?

God Himself has redeemed us through Jesus Christ. In doing so, He established His lordship over us, His church, whom He has bought with His own blood.

“Or do you not know that your body is the temple of the Holy Spirit who is in you, whom you have from God, and you are not your own? For you were bought at a price; therefore glorify God in your body and in your spirit, which are God’s.”
I Corinthians 6:19-20

“And having been set free from sin, you became slaves of righteousness.”
Romans 6:18

We, those who have been chosen by God, people from every race and ethnicity and persuasion, have been bought out of slavery to sin by the blood of Christ. Now, we are no longer slaves to sin, but are slaves to God, to serve Him who has bought us out of bondage.

(See more notes on The Cross of Christ here.)


WiW: A “Christian” Nation?

The Week in Words

I’m still working my way through Greg Boyd’s Myth of a Christian Nation with my Monday night book club–but as so often happens, one book spawns another. When I saw Jon Meacham’s American Gospel: God, the Founding Fathers, and the Making of a Nation, I was curious to hear what he had to say about religion in America. I’ve only read the introduction so far, but it appears that this could be a VERY interesting treatment of the topic.

Meacham clearly sees the United States as unique and exceptional (I’m a bit of an American exceptionalist myself), but attributes this exceptionalism neither to a Christian founding of the nation nor to a non-Christian founding of the nation (as many might). Rather, he seems to attribute this exceptionalism to the interesting balance that the founders merged between secular government and religious freedom. I’m most intrigued by the potential of this book.

On America’s early years:

“America’s early years are neither a golden age of religion nor a glowing hour of Enlightenment reason. Life was shaped by evangelical fervor and ambitious clergy, anxious politicians and determined secularists. Some Christians wanted to impose their beliefs on the rest of the country; other equally committed believers though faith should steer clear of public life. In the fulcrum stood the brilliant but fallible political leadership of the new nation. The Founding Fathers struggled to assign religion its proper place in civil society–and they succeeded.

On opposing claims made regarding the Founding Fathers:

“The right’s contention that we are a ‘Christian nation’ that has fallen from pure origins and can achieve redemption by some kind of return to Christian values is based on wishful thinking, not convincing historical argument….Conservatives are not alone in attempting to appropriate the Founding for their own ends. Many Americans, especially secular ones, tend to stake everything on Jefferson’s wall between church and state….The wall Jefferson referred to is designed to divide church from state, not religion from politics.

On how religion has shaped America:

“Taken all in all, I think history teaches that the benefits of faith in God have outweighed the costs….Guided by this religiously inspired idea of God-given rights, America has created the most inclusive, freest nation on earth. It was neither easy nor quick: the destruction of Native American cultures, the ravages of slavery, the horrors of the Civil War, and the bitterness of Jim Crow attest to that. And there is much work to be done. Yet while the tides of history are infinitely complex, other major Western powers have had a worse time of it than America, and our public religion, with its emphasis on the supremacy of the individual and its cultivation of moral virtue, is one reason why….Religion alone did not spare America, but the Founding Fathers’ belief in the divine origin of human rights fundamentally shaped our national character, and by fits and starts Americans came to see that all people were made in the image of ‘Nature’s God,’ and were thus naturally entitled to dignity and respect.

Quoting Robert Ingersoll (in what I view as the most provocative statement yet, especially in light of our discussion group):

“Our fathers founded the first secular government that was ever founded in this world….our fathers were the first men who had the sense, had the genius, to know that no church should be allowed to have a sword…

I’m interested to see how Meacham develops these thoughts throughout the book!

Collect more quotes from throughout the week with Barbara H’s meme “The Week in Words”.


Recap (July 11-17)

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Book Reviews:

  • Maid to Match by Deeanne Gist

    “Tillie’s mother has been preparing her to be a lady’s maid for her whole life. When the amazingly rich Vanderbilts make their home in the neighborhood, Tillie sees her chance. She quickly advances to the position of head parlormaid–and is one of two who are selected to train to be Mrs. Vanderbilt’s maid when her current French maid leaves.”

    Read the rest of my review

  • Superhuman by Robert Winston and Lori Oliwenstein

    “At any rate, without a handy medical library in the room next door, I find myself frequenting the Dewey Decimal 600s at the library. I want to hear about the newest technologies, the latest drugs, the fascinating areas of research. I want to learn about arcane diseases and medical anomalies.

    Superhuman fits the bill perfectly.

    This photo-filled glossy book is packed full of information about new technologies attempting to use the body’s innate repair systems to prolong and improve life. With chapters on trauma, transplants, cancer, infectious diseases, and human reproduction, Superhuman covers a wide swath of the medical sciences.

    Read the rest of my review

On the web

Books for the TBR list:

  • A Severe Mercy by Sheldon Vanauken
    Lisa’s first paragraph was enough of a hook to know that I HAD to read this book:

    “It’s an unusually strong love story.
    It’s true.
    It begins with a man and a woman.
    It ends with a man and his God.”

Projects to try:

  • Bike Powered USB Charger
    Gotta love this fantastic DIY project. I totally wanna try it. What a better project for a DIY, Eco-Geek, Techno-Nerd like myself? (Okay, it actually looks a bit technical and expensive for me–but still pretty cool.)
    HT: Evangelical Outpost

Videos worth seeing:

  • It’s not exactly brain-surgery, is it? I love these guys!

    HT: The Thinklings

Salvation: a temple view

Notes on John Stott’s
The Cross of Christ
Chapter 7: The Salvation of Sinners

Say the word propitiation today and you’re likely to encounter only blank stares. Say the same word to a first century audience and their minds would immediately turn to the pagan temples, where priests and desperate individuals made sacrifices to propitiate (appease, pacify) angry gods.

Many theologians and others who know the meaning of the word propitiation recoil at the image brought to mind when they read that Christ Jesus was “set forth as a propitiation” (Romans 3:25).

The picture of man appeasing God’s irrational anger by offering up an innocent victim is certainly not an attractive one.

But is this an accurate view of propitiation?

Certainly it is true of the sacrifices desperate pagans made to the gods who were not gods. But the sacrifice of Christ is far from this crude caricature.

What makes the propitiation Christ wrought so different than the propitiation of a pagan god?

1. The wrath of God is not capricious
Scripture makes clear that God is slow to anger and abounding in love. Far from the quick flare-ups and irrational inducements of man’s anger or the power-hungry caprices of the pagan gods, God’s wrath is His holy reaction to sin.

“The wrath of God…is His steady, unrelenting, unremitting, uncompromising antagonism to evil in all its forms and manifestations.”
~John Stott, The Cross of Christ, page 173

2. God Himself initiated the appeasement
Unlike in the pagan temples where desperate men offered sacrifices hoping to appease an angry god, at the cross God initiated the appeasement. He made a way to satisfy His wrath. In this way, propitiation is not an act born out of the terror of man but out of the love of God.

3. God Himself was the propitiation

The offering of Christ on the cross differed from the sacrifices of pagan temples in one crucial way: Jesus Christ was not a victim. Yes, He was innocent. But He was not a victim. Rather, He willingly chose to go to the cross to offer propitiation on our behalf.

Far from the caricature of propitiation described above, the cross of Christ offers a beautiful picture of propitiation colored with the love of a holy God:
God Himself appeasing His own righteous anger by offering Himself on our behalf.

(See more notes on The Cross of Christ here.)


Thankful Thursday: Uncertainty

Here in this uncertain season, when I have little but thesis to keep me busy and no idea what lies beyond my master’s degree, I am thankful.

Today I’m thankful…

…for my big sister’s reminding me that when this is all over and my story has been told, I will look back and be able to say that not only was God’s plan for my life good–it was the best

…for my brother and sister-in-law for giving me a three step plan :-) for resolving the ambiguity of my future (Hah!)

…for my dad for affirming my type-A, want-to-plan-everything-in-advance nature, while at the same time reminding me to trust God and let Him work His plan in the little day-to-day details that currently have me going stir-crazy

…for a dear friend and sister who reminded me on Sunday that God holds my heart in His hands–and that He cares for my heart far more than I ever could

…for an assurance that amidst the storms and uncertainties of life, when I can’t see beyond the clouds and rain, my anchor holds.

My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesus’ blood and righteousness.
I dare not trust the sweetest frame,
But wholly trust in Jesus’ Name.

On Christ the solid Rock I stand,
All other ground is sinking sand;
All other ground is sinking sand.

When darkness seems to hide His face,
I rest on His unchanging grace.
In every high and stormy gale,
My anchor holds within the veil.

His oath, His covenant, His blood,
Support me in the whelming flood.
When all around my soul gives way,
He then is all my Hope and Stay.

When He shall come with trumpet sound,
Oh may I then in Him be found.
Dressed in His righteousness alone,
Faultless to stand before the throne.

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Obeying by Trusting

Trust and obey, for there’s no other way
to be happy in Jesus, but to trust and obey.

When God says “Do”, I find it easy to obey. Sure, I still need to trust, to step forward, to deal with my fears in the doing. But “doing” is easy.

When God says “Stay”, I find it hard to obey. Here, trusting is the action He wants me to take. It’s unavoidable. It’s terrifying.

To trust when there’s nothing I should do.

To trust when there’s nothing I can do.

To fully place my life in His hands when He isn’t telling me where He’s going–or in that case, that He’s even going somewhere.

To trust Him in the monotony of a day-to-day, seemingly aimless existence.

I beg Him for something to do.

“What am I going to do, Lord?” I cry.

He answers: “Trust.”

“Give me something to do–then I can trust. Give me a task, something to keep my mind and hands occupied.”

“Trust,” He replies.

And so I travel down one of the most difficult paths of my life: Trusting when there’s no other word to obey.


Bed Tales

Every morning, before I do anything else, I fix my bed.

Every morning except Tuesday, that is. On Tuesday mornings, I wake up and immediately strip my bed, sorting its linens along with the rest of my laundry to be washed. My bedding will be washed in hot water and dried in order to rid it of any allergens–then I’ll fold it and place it at the bottom of my rotation of four sheet sets in the linen closet.

While my laundry is going, I pull the top sheet set off the rotation in the linen closet and remake my bed, allergen free.

Newly made bed

Every evening, I bathe or shower before going to bed, removing any allergens I’ve collected throughout the day, lest I transfer them to my bedding.

Every day except possibly Monday. If I am exhausted on a Monday night and don’t have the energy to bathe, I excuse myself and go to sleep with the yuck of the day still on. After all, I’m going to clean my sheets the next day–the only suffering I’ll experience will be in that one night.

But what am I to do when I finish a long telephone conversation with my sister rather late on a Tuesday night? My sheets are completely clean–they have not even collected any sloughed off skin, much less any pollen or dust from my every day life. Yet I am exhausted. The thought of trying to manage a bath or shower is overwhelming.

I can’t abide dirtying my brand new made bed.

I sleep on the futon and the cleanliness of my bed linens is preserved another day.

Slept in futon