Thursday, January 5, 2023

Right-ness

 

Hey, Cobblestone,

     And now a few words from an older brother none of us has met, Mr. Aiden Wilson Tozer:

“A fairly accurate description of the human race might be furnished to one unacquainted with it by taking the Beatitudes, turning them wrong side out and saying, ‘Here is your human race.’ For the exact opposite of the virtues in the Beatitudes are the very qualities which distinguish human life and conduct.

“In the world of men we find nothing approaching the virtues of which Jesus spoke in the opening words of the famous Sermon on the Mount. Instead of poverty of spirit we find the rankest kind of pride; instead of mourners we find pleasure seekers; instead of meekness, arrogance; instead of hunger after righteousness we hear men saying, ‘I am rich and increased in goods and have need of nothing’; instead of mercy we find cruelty; instead of purity of heart, corrupt imaginings; instead of peacemakers we find men quarrelsome and resentful; instead of rejoicing in mistreatment we find them fighting back with every weapon at their command.

“Of this kind of moral stuff civilized society is composed. The atmosphere is charged with it; we breathe it with every breath and drink it with our mother’s milk.”

                                                                     (A.W. Tozer, The Pursuit of God, Chapter 9)

 Welcome to 2023, by way of 1948.

     When Tozer first published his trademark book, his homeland was fresh off a resounding victory in the second of two World Wars he would see in his lifetime. You’d think he’d be more optimistic. Wasn’t it a vindication of the human spirit that the good guys won, again? Or maybe he was still stinging from the fact that, after the first World War – aka “The War to End All Wars” – there was another one anyway. And you might have noticed: the first edition of The Pursuit of God was published the same year as George Orwell’s 1984.  

     The snippet of Chapter 9 quoted above is not a fair representation of Tozer’s work. By and large, his writing is some of the most uplifting you’ll find anywhere, his go-to tactic being to turn the hearts of men and women to their Maker. Apparently, he was setting up a contrast. So am I.

     For two-plus years, these letters I write each week followed our all-church through-the-Bible reading plan… mostly. This year the letters will (mostly) follow the Sunday teaching plan that encompasses several genres, including topical studies, book studies, and spiritual formation. The January topic is worship. Just ahead of the first Sunday sermon of 2023, I’ll pry open the subject by asking – Why?

     Why do Christians worship the Lord? It’s not a rhetorical question; several good answers come readily to mind. Ex nihilo – the Lord God spoke all things into existence, “out of nothing.” That’s reason enough to worship him. Breathed into his nostrils the breath of life, and the man become a living creature (Genesis 2:7). Well done, Lord. The voice of the Lord shakes the wilderness… and in his temple all cry, “Glory!” (Psalm 29:8, 9). ‘Nuff said. Or maybe not: “For the Son of Man came to seek and to save the lost” (Luke 19:10). That’ll work. Shall I continue? God made him who knew no sin to be sin for us, so that in him we might become the righteousness of God (2Corinthians 5:21). Nobody else does that. And we haven’t even started on the Revelation, the “already” reasons to worship that are not yet manifest.

     For all the obvious reasons to worship, I’d like to propose one that the human spirit usually has to be jogged into: Worship the Lord because he is right.

     A.W. Tozer again: “Jesus never uttered opinions. He never guessed; He knew, and He knows… He spoke out of the fullness of His Godhead, and His words are very Truth itself. He is the only one who could say ‘blessed’ with complete authority, for He is the Blessed One come from the world above to confer blessedness upon mankind.”

     Right-ness has but one reliable source. You and I will stumble into rightness now and then; Jesus operates in rightness full time. Rightness exists because he exists. If there were no other reason to worship him, that would be enough.

     In the first week of this new year, I wonder if we’re ready to take on a challenge. Read Matthew 5:2-12 – the Beatitudes, as we’ve come to know them – and simply live them. Would your life look radically different? Of course it would, and so would mine. And before the wave of guilt crashes over us, just forget the challenge. I’m finally beginning to learn that when I try to received blessedness, or confer it on others, outside the terms Jesus put forth, it goes sideways in a hurry. Why? Because he’s right and I’m wrong. And so are you… wrong, that is. Or, as Paul put it to the Romans: Let God be true, but every man a liar (3:4).

     God has ordained that those who love him, who are called according to his purpose (Romans 8:28), will be conformed to the image of his Son (verse 29). Over time. On his schedule. Not all at once, but surely. Meanwhile, we worship. Oh, Church, worship the Lord in the beauty of his rightness. Worship the one into whose image you and I and all our brothers and sisters are being conformed. You might start as I started this morning, praying, “Jesus, you are right and I am wrong.” You might continue in prayer as I continued: “Father, whatever resemblance I bear to Jesus right now, let me use it to work your will in this world. And based on your promise, I may certainly expect to be more like Jesus tomorrow than I am today. Glory to you, Lord God!”

     Tozer’s description of the human condition was painful to encounter, but only for so long as he left out the remedy – two-plus paragraphs of darkness before dawn. True to form, he was eager, like another older brother, one John the Baptizer, to yell, “There he is, the Lamb of God who takes away the sins of the world!” I was compelled a few weeks ago – by the Father, I’m sure – to reread The Pursuit of God. Sadly, I had convinced myself that I had given away the last copy from my library. But rooting through the bookcases Tuesday night, I found not just any old copy, but the first one I had read, with notes and highlights going back almost twenty years.

     In other words, I was wrong – glory, Hallelujah!

  Grace and Peace (and Resemblance),

 

John  

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