|Thursday, October 10, 2019|
Two light squeezes on the trigger.
Two lead bullets from the barrel.
One dead brother on the ground.
Now, you stand before your brother’s killer in a courtroom that has just sentenced him to ten years in prison. Given the opportunity, what would you say to the murderer?
Eighteen-year-old Brant Jean experienced that moment as he locked eyes with Amber Guyger, the Dallas police officer who took the life of his older brother on September 6, 2018. At the sentencing, Brant seized a moment to address his brother's killer.
What would you have said? Angry words? Raging words? No one could blame you.
But looking straight at Amber Guyger, this is what Brant Jean told the killer in quiet, measured tones:
“I speak for myself. I forgive you. And I know if you go to God and ask, He will forgive you...I love you just like anyone else. I'm not gonna say I hope you rot and die just like my brother. I personally want the best for you. I wasn’t gonna say this in front of my family or anyone. But I don’t even want you to go to jail. I want the best for you. The best thing would be to give your life to Christ. I think giving your life to Christ, that would be the best thing that Botham would want. Again, I love you as a person. And I don’t wish anything bad for you.”
Brant then made a request of Judge Tammy Kemp. “I don't know if this even possible, but could I give her a hug, please? Please?”
The judge gave her approval, and Brant Jean wrapped his arms around Amber Guyger, who wept. Loudly.
Nor were her tears the only ones in that courtroom.
There are a whole lot of folks saying a whole lot of things about racial reconciliation these days. But what Brandt said with his hug and his forgiveness was more than profound. It was like Jesus Himself.
|Thursday, October 03, 2019|
I spent a rare evening watching TV the other night. As networks do, they promoted the living daylights out of their fall lineup. At the top of the heap: “Television’s number one new drama, ‘Evil.’”
So successful is their search engine optimization, that if you Google “Evil,” at the top of the list is this "American drama series." As if evil itself were a distinctly American value or cultural distinctive. Or is that actually the truth?
93% of Google users like this new TV show and Rotten Tomatoes gives it a respectable rating of 81%. One reviewer describes it as “Like ‘X-Files’ for spiritual and supernatural phenomena.”
Not having seen an episode, I’ll not comment on the content. My issue is with the title. CBS deliberately chose this wording entirely confident that "Evil" would be intriguing—even favorable—-to a vast swathe of Americans. And apparently, it is.
That, folks, is a problem.
It is one thing for evil to be present in society—what society could ever claim to have ever been free of its claws? It is quite another to celebrate it. Which is what television is doing.
Jesus prayed, "Deliver us from evil." But increasingly, our culture is drawn to it. Far from the maxim, to "hear no evil, see no evil, speak no evil," we embrace it, engage it, and enjoy it.
As Francis Schaefer asked so many years ago, "How should we then live?" Philippians 4:8 cuts right to the chase:
God help America when evil is “an American Drama.”
|Have to Make a Decision
|Thursday, September 26, 2019|
When a five-year-old gets saved, does she turn from a life of sin and embrace radical change? Lucy has.
At this summer's Vacation Bible School, Lucy received Christ as her Savior. She understood the definition of sin—and her guilt. She understood that only by receiving Christ's offer of forgiveness purchased by His death on the cross could she become a child of God.
Lucy’s mother says there is now a marked difference in Lucy’s conduct. So much so, there is no way to account for such a radical turn-for-the-best other than this little child’s decision to receive Jesus.
The other day, Lucy’s three-year-old sister, Sadie, happened to be nearby when an evangelistic surge came over her born again older sister. The conversation, recorded by her mother, went like this.
Lucy was hanging up some of Sadie’s clothes, belting out the Awana theme song. Then she abruptly stopped her singing and said, “Sadie, you need to make a decision. I am telling you—sinners do NOT make it into heaven! Don’t you want to see Jesus?”
Sadie sat there pondering such biblical bombast and meekly replied, “Well, I want to see Great-Grandma “Fergeenia’” (who passed away last September).
No one was going to sidetrack Lucy. "Sadie, it is a fact that she is there and waiting for you. But you must make a choice!"
Lucy is right, of course. You have to make a choice. Have you? Have you absolutely positively asked Christ to be the Leader of your life and the Forgiver of your sins? If not, why not do so right now?
If you have given your life to Christ, what difference is He making? Shouldn’t there be change? Lots of change? And shouldn’t it be constant—ongoing—daily?
When I grow up, I want to be like Lucy: radically changed by Jesus, and radically unashamed of His gospel!
|Most Important Thing About You
|Thursday, September 19, 2019|
It’s not every day you get asked to shoot photos of an NFL star. But it happened this week when former running back Matt Forte visited Moody Radio’s studios for an interview.
At age 32, Matt is still tall, still buff, and—frankly—an intimidating presence. Chicago fans easily remember watching him blasting through tacklers, spinning past brute defenders, and carrying the Bears’ offense—game after game (9,796 career yards).
No matter how you look at him, Matt Forte is impressive. While most running backs last less than three seasons, Matt played ten. And two of those seasons, he was elected to the Pro Bowl.
The guy could run and catch, being one of only three players in the NFL’s “1,000-yard-rushing, 100-catch-season club.” Imagine having a career average of 4.2 yards per carry, 54 career rushing touchdowns, and 21 receiving touchdowns.
So what’s the most important thing you should know about Matt Forte? It’s this: Matt is a real-deal follower of Jesus Christ. Snapping pictures as he spoke, I was impressed with his command of Bible passages and stories. That’s something you wouldn’t encounter on Monday Night Football or ESPN. Nor would you see something like that in a Sports Illustrated story about his career.
Matt spoke about the importance of not just having a Bible, but really reading that Bible—digging in for yourself and bulking up on biblical truth. All of which leads me to ask a simple question.
What’s the most important thing about you? Is it the workplace “touchdowns” you’ve scored? Is it the social status you’ve reached? The money you’ve made? The car you drive? What do others observe as the driving force in your life? Is it your stuff—or your Savior?
It’s easy to claim we put God first—but our friends and family know the truth. They know what we rush to the second we finish dinner, or when we have a free Saturday.
I’m learning it’s disturbingly easy to let my priorities get out of whack. Easy to go after the wrong things with the most zest. Best heed the familiar advice of Jesus who urged us…
|Of Insects and Iniquities
|Thursday, September 12, 2019|
When Africans visit the USA, I wonder what stands out to them. What makes them scratch their heads and say, “Why?” As for what makes this American scratch his head while visiting Africa, that I can answer in one word: insects.
Ten trips to the vast expanse called Africa have done nothing to dampen my love and admiration for this massive continent. But frankly, I do wonder about the bugs.
I’ve come across insects so bulbous and so massive, their wingspans appear to rival small aircraft (well, almost that big). Indeed, Africa’s flying insects are an air force unto themselves.
Visiting a restroom in Ghana, I heard a sound like dishes being shoved about in a china cupboard. Turned out it was “merely” a single large flying something or other.
But here's the kicker. Despite the hordes of gigantic insects, you will find comparatively few screens on windows and doors. In homes wealthy and not so wealthy, screens are a "maybe" item at best. Why?
Aren’t these people bothered by the insects? Why don’t more of them choose to protect themselves from the onslaught of creepy crawlers? I wonder if they are so used to beetles the size of small birds, they don't even notice them.
My missionary friend, Dr. Bill Rapier, founder of African Leadership Development reminded me, "If you've never had it (a window screen), you probably don't know there is such a thing!" You can't miss what you've never known. Plus, Bill reminds me, there is widespread use of window sheers that does help with the bugs.
Allow me a hairpin turn as I ask, why don’t more of us put up more of a protective barrier against the sin all around us? The doors and windows of our souls are often left entirely open and unprotected. We pay little heed to the little—and large—critters that eat away at our holiness, gnaw at our peace, and sting us with the reality of our failures.
I'm amazed at the number of times I've fallen for the same sins. I'm embarrassed by the way the confession of those sins sounds ridiculously repetitive.
Is it possible we’ve become so familiar with sin, it no longer bothers us? Any chance we may have become so used to some sins we no longer screen them out? Just wondering and just struggling—like you, perhaps.
Thanks for letting me…um…bug you.
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