In my experience, trees never fall where convienient. A windstorm a few weeks back dropped an elm on a picturesque 5-strand barbed wire fence of mine. In the couple week break from school, I took the initiative to clean up the fallen trees from my pasture and cut some new fence posts.
I don’t burn wood at all, but I know people who do and people who burn firewood are always willing to take a chord of wood. At the same time, splitting firewood is a whole lot cheaper than a gym membership. So I cut up the elms that had destroyed my fence and began splitting. There are a few realities that come with chopping wood:
- It wears you out. Shoulders, back, arms, core…it is a full body workout especially for a skinny armed, outta shape guy.
- Time slows down and drags on…Einstein must have been chopping wood when the Theory of Relativity hit him.
- Activity and Achievement aren’t necessarliy synonymous. You can wander around, stack wood, pet the dog, move the truck, but none of these things makes the pile any smaller…what does? Every swing of the axe…only when splitting wood are you actually splitting wood.
There have been times when chopping wood, that the job seemed endless, the destination seemed unlikely, and the ending point unattainable. The people of Isreal felt that way about their expedition. Fresh off their march through the Sea and into the desert where Pharoah had no jurisdiction, the People of God experienced their first freedom in years. They were on their way to the Promised Land, but they didn’t know how fast they were going to get there. When they were following a cloud and fire, the Presence of God, but didn’t know the route He was taking them. They were one of Heisenberg’s particle’s, knowing where they were or how fast they were going, but never both. This uncertainty (lack of trust on their part) and desire for comfort, led to some tense moments on the way. For three months (Ex. 19.1) they marched and camped trying to learn the concept of “chopping wood”.
When chopping wood its best not to think about how much is left, how fast (or slow) your going, or when you are going to get done. The way to go about it is to just keep chopping. Through the cold wind, blistered hands, sore back, and tired limbs…just keep chopping. If it doesn’t get done today, you will still have to chop tomorrow. Its going to get done sometime and its going to be you who does it. May as well be today as tomorrow, so just keep chopping. Its a phrase Bill Snyder uses to teach his football team, its a phrase my grandfather would tell me, and its a phrase I had to keep telling myself this past year.
Israel was coming out of the Red Sea and began marching South into the Sinai Peninsula where they:
- Grumbled [lun] against Moses about water. (Ex. 15.24) Five times before they reach Sinai in Exodus 19, the people would grumble about their situation. Every step of the way they would have a problem with what was happening. This word comes up constantly in their 40 years of wandering as well. God turns the bitter water, the cause of their grumbling, sweet by having Moses throw a piece of wood into it (the word for “showed” [yara] indicates God gave Moses directions about the piece of wood). God heard their cry and provided. But then He did one better. He led them to Elim where they would have spring water to drink…an oasis on their trip. They wanted sweet water…he gave them abundant spring water.
- Grumbled [lun and telunnot] about food. Eight times in chapter 8 the Israelites were either grumbling or being described as grumbling. They had plenty of food in Egypt (Ex. 16.3) but now in the desert they were hungry. Again God answered and gave them quail and manna. But even with His provision, some of the Israelites refused to obey God’s instructions. They either kept the manna overnight (Ex. 16.29), an instance of not willing to trust God’s provision for tomorrow, or tried to gather manna on the Sabbath (16.27), an instance of not following instructions.
- Quarreled [rib] with Moses about water, but this time its not bitter water, but the lack of water. They’ve been on their own for 2 1/2 months and things are a little rougher than they thought it would be. It was here, at Meribah, that Israel “tested” [nasa] the Lord. In the same way God asked Abraham for his son Issac (Gen 22.1), Gideon “tested” God with his fleece (Judges 6.39), and the cheif official of Nebuchadnezzar “tested” Daniel, Hananiah, Mishael and Azariah with the vegetalbes, so here does Israel test the Lord. Questioning and Observing who God is.
- Battled and fought the Amalekites and won because the arms of Moses were held up. It was such an incredible victory that the Lord told Moses to “write this on a scroll as something to be remembered [zakar]…” (Exodus 17.14) To remember is something that will become vital to these people, as is evident from the use of the word zakar in Deuteronomy, especially as take control of the promised land.
- Learned to act in accordance with God’s law. Moses had been carrying the people ever since he returned from Midian. When his father-in-law showed up and saw all that he was doing, he advised Moses: “What you are doing is not good. You and these people who come to you will only wear yourselves out. The work is too heavy and you cannot handle it alone…Teach [zahar] (or warn) them the decrees and laws, and show [yada] them the way to live and the duties they are to perform.” (Ex. 18.18-20) For Moses it was about learning to let go and for the people it was about taking hold.
So many lessons to learn in the three month journey of the infant nation. At Sinai, Israel would get the brunt of their teaching from the Lord, but the lessons would stick with them for the next 40 years. The main lesson that would serve the People would be this: keep chopping wood, keep moving forward, keep learning, keep growing. It was clear they couldn’t go back, so ahead was the only option. Keep chopping wood.
Looking back 2014 was a wood choppin’ season for me. Getting let go from the church, being lied about and too, losing friends and relationships that were 7 year investments, and the shame of both made for a very long year. But the only thing to do was to keep chopping wood. Somethings went incredibly well like getting to speak at camps, the buckle that I received from the kids and families of the CY, and the chance to fight bulls at some really cool places and with some awesome people. Even when things are going well, keep chopping wood. In the best of times and the worst of times, the infant nation of Israel shows us to keep chopping wood.
Perhaps 2015 will bring the end of the stack, the bottom of the wood pile. Maybe not. But it doesn’t really matter because all you can do is keep choppin’ until you arrive!
I was driving home tonight with a couple of rodeo kids when the topic of “what drives you?” came up. It was in the midst of a discussion about what causes us to do the things that we do. “Sometimes we do the things we have to do, to do the things we want to do” kind of conversation.
I want 2015 to mean something. I want to thrive in 2015 which means “why I do what I do” needs to be at the center of everything that happens.
I have known both of these students for a time. I love both of these kids. One did what they did because of the relationships that they have. They know they are a role model, that people look up to them and they perform because others are counting on them to do so…a noble task.
The other did what they did because they loved it. It was an accomplishment, a pride, that drove them to success and helped them persevere.
Then they asked me…
What makes me do what I do???
The answer was easier when I was in full time (paid) ministry, but tonight it just kind of spilled out. I do what I do because of tonight. Two students sharing their dreams and their lives with me on a drive home from pizza. Hearing about a young woman buying the Percy Jackson books for her “little” brother (through Big Brothers/Big Sisters) is why I do what I do. Getting to hear about a kid working out everyday so that he can ride bulls better; learning how to ranch from his father; building towards what he wants to do…is why I do what I do!
I do what I do because I work with some of the best kids I have ever known and Jesus is working in their hearts which, in turn, works on mine!
They can be sad: I Can Still Make Cheyenne;
Its in our human nature to sing when things are going well, when things are falling apart, or when words alone just wont do. So when the Hebrews stood on the far side of the Red Sea, having watched their God let loose of the walls of water, drowning the Egyptian Chariots, their first thought was to sing.
When God acts, the people sing. So goes the expression in Scripture. They would sing again in Numbers 21 after years of marching through the desert and God leads them to water (Num. 21.17). Moses would lead them in song again at the end of his life. What sums up a life begun in a basket in the Nile, forged in the Deserts of Midian, standing before the most powerful man in the world, and leading a million people to freedom? A song that God gives him (Deut. 31.19; Deut. 32). The people would sing of God’s goodness (Ps. 13.6); songs of his strength (Ps. 59.16); songs of his love (Ps. 89.1); songs of his love and justice (Ps 101.1); and songs of his wonderful acts (1 Chron. 16.9).
Confession: I don’t sing much anymore…and I haven’t sang in quite sometime. People closest to me think its the holidays that I dislike, but it has been years since I sang. I look for the things that God has done and search for the things that speak of His love and justice but can’t see them lately.
If the story of the Crossing of the Red Sea was a play, the Israelites would have two speaking parts: the lengthy song of celebration about the Lord’s deliverance by parting the waters (Ex. 15.1-18) and the complaint that began the narrative (Exodus 14.11-12). When the Israelites questioned what God was doing, their first thought was to complain.
Complaining and Singing are two opposites. They are antithetical responses to God’s action and his presence. The people complained because instead of living a life of imprisonment and slavery, they were now free people who had to trust in the Lord’s goodness, justice, love and deliverence. In Egypt, they didn’t need to trust God and they didn’t, but now the banks of the Red Sea looked far more dangerous than Rameses. It always is more scary to trust! The people complained:
Was it becuase there were no graves in Egypt htat you brought us to the desert to die? What have you done to us by bringing us out of Egypt? Didn’t we say to you in Egypt, ‘Leave us alone; let us serve the Egyptians’? It would have been better for us to serve the Egyptians than to die in the desert! (Ex 14.11-12)
I don’t sing much, but I complain often to God about His (percieved) inactivity. I don’t celebrate because its easier to complain. “God you didn’t do this!”; “Why has this happened?”; “Where is your justice?” Complainers cant Sing…a lesson God is teaching me over and over. But still the complaints come…
Complaining is a selfish act. It focuses on the complainer at the expense of everything surrounding it. Compliaing looks out for its self, where as Singing looks outward. A celebration of what is beyond the Ego.
So how does complaining in Exodus 14 become singing in Exodus 15…witnessing the action, activity, and power of God at the Red Sea! How does our complaining become celebration, our problems and selfishness become singing, by searching out and finding the power of God in action around us. By looking for His love, His goodness, His justice, His mercy. When we understand and dwell on His deliverance of us from sin and death our complaints will turn to song. When we think about what Jesus on the cross, the salavtion He provided for us through His son, our complaints will turn to melody.
Songs really do convey more than mere words…may my words of complaint be turned to song! How often do you sing?
Was a beacon to show the path
Through the darkness, storm, and wind
To give direction through nature’s wrath.
A simple flame of kerosene
A flicker ‘gainst blackest hue
A lantern light to fight the dark
Was all I needed to get through.
The lantern that hung from the back of the Chuck wagon saved many cattle drives. During the toughest times on the prairie, the lantern gave light as it swayed along with the wagon. It bounced along, piercing the darkness and giving direction to the men. Its a story older than the days of the cowboy.
The Israelites marched out from Egypt loaded down with plunder and arms. God led them away from the land of Goshen and right up to the edge of the desert at Etham. As a way to both display his character and his presence, the Lord “went ahead of them in a pillar of cloud to guide them on their way and by night in a pillar of fire to give them light, so that they could travel by day or night.” (Exodus 13.21) God was out infront of His people. Leading them to their next encampment, showing them His character, reminding them that He was there…IN FRONT,
When Pharaoh heard that his slave force had “fled” (more on this later), he and his officials were not happy. He ordered his chariot ready and took off after the fleeing slaves, catching up with them at Pi Hahiroth. (Exodus 14.9) The Israelites cried out to the Lord (more on this later too), wishing to go back to Egypt. God’s preposition then changed. Instead of being in FRONT, the Lord went BEHIND the people (Exodus 14.19-20), shielding them from the advancing Egyptian Chariots. Pharaoh was stuck in darkness, yet the way for the Hebrews was illuminated. God’s protection of His people, meant he stood BEHIND His people and BETWEEN them and their enemies.
Fourteen hundred years later, on another dark night, God wasn’t IN FRONT or BEHIND, but WITH. And in that darkness, “the true light, that gives light to every man was coming into the world.” (John 1.9) The darkness was pierced that night, not by a pillar of fire or an illuminating cloud, but a “light” sent from heaven to be WITH His people. His name was Immanuel meaning “God With Us”.(Matt. 1.23) It is a powerful prepositional change. WITH conjurs up images of suffering alongside, feeling the same pain, understanding this world the same way we do, and feeling both the highs and the lows of life. WITH means he filled his diapers, cried when hungry and hurt, celebrated birthdays, and learned to crawl, walk, and run. WITH means he worked, relaxed, worshiped, and suffered: Oh the power of WITH. And on this night, Christmas Eve, we celebrate “God WITH us” and how incredible a preposition is!
But “God WITH us” would change for the better 33 years later. His words, not mine. Jesus would tell his disciples: “I tell you the truth: It is for your good that I am going away. Unless I go away, the Counselor will not come to you; but if I go, I will send him to you.” (John 16.7) The Counselor is the Holy Spirit that Paul says “lives IN us”. (1 Cor. 3.16; 1 Cor. 6.19; 2 Tim. 1.14) The Spirit who lives IN us gives us comfort, courage, conviction, guidance, peace, and so much more. What the presence of God did BEFORE the Hebrews, BEHIND the Hebrews, AMONGST the Hebrews; what Jesus did WITH us, AMONGST us, and ALONGSIDE us; is now what the Holy Spirit does IN us. All because Jesus, God WITH us, went to a cross in our place (which is also a preposition), the Holy Spirit can dwell IN us.
The power of a Prepositional God.
On this day a year ago I signed my resignation papers from the Church. A new beginning started then…
But that doesn’t take away the shame or anger…
The hurt still remains…
Forgiveness is such a hard thing.
Weeks have a tendency to fill up and fly by. Hours of freedom and relaxation get shrunk down into minutes and minutes become seconds. A week without plans, gets filled with everything imaginable. Seasons of life go by in fast forward and years rush by. Time has a way of speeding along and the bystander is powerless to stop its moment and trajectory.
Hunters have “woods time”. It is a documented fact (used in the loosest sense of the term) that time moves slower in the deer woods. Deer don’t run on schedules, attend meetings, or rush to appointments. They move at their own pace and show up (sometimes) in their own time. The same can be true of horses. The time it takes a horse to learn something new or master an obstacle isn’t set in stone. Some horses have better minds, more athleticism, or better conformation, that makes picking up new skills and training easier. To put a deadline on that is to handicap the horse, rush the process, and stress the trainer.
In the fast paced American culture, where time is money, the speed limit is 5 above posted, and the 3g internet is too time-consuming, living life at a deliberate pace is a battle that was lost long ago. Speed is dictated by scope. A narrow-scope of life, living to get through the next day, hour, minute, causes hurry and stress. But a life live with a wide-scope, a larger view, a higher vantage point, keeps the end in mind and prioritizes the important. The quote at top was by Mark Scott during a sermon to middle school students about their legacy. Legacy is taking a wider scope. Legacy is determined by thinking about the future, now. I often wonder what the legacy I leave will look like. I hope mine is like Joseph’s.
Because of the way Joseph lived his life, he left a legacy that lived well beyond his children and his children’s children. To the point that he shows up in an event that he really had no part in.
Exodus 13.19 breaks into the story of the release of the Hebrews by adding this:
Moses took the bones of Joseph with him because Joseph had made the sons of Israel swear an oath. He had said, ‘God will surely come to your aid, and then you must carry my bones up with you from this place.’
Joseph’s life was marked with being faithful to God, providing hope to his people, and a giving a future to his offspring. He saved his family from drought, starvation, anonymity, and alienation. Just before his death he gave them hope for a future. “God will surely come to your aid…”, Joseph reminded them (Gen. 50.24). The hebrew word paqad is doubled in this phrase to give its meaning. It gives the sense that God has already come to the assistance of the Hebrews [paqod in the qal perfect sense]…but hasn’t completed the action yet [yipqod in imperfect]. Joseph is taking a wide angle view of life, telling his lineage of God’s working already and in the future, especially as it pertains to the oppression and the Exodus.
Looking at Exodus, the of doubling the word paqad, showing God’s interest and action on behalf of the Hebrews, appears another time. Sandwiched between Joseph’s words on his deathbed in Genes 50 and his quote during the Exodus, God speaks to Moses. While the Hebrews are suffering in Egypt, God tells Moses, in the desert from the burning bush: “…I have watched over you and have seen [paqod paqad] what has been done to you in Egypt.” (Ex. 3.16)
At the lowest point of the story of the Oppression in Egypt, as the chosen deliverer is wasting away as a shepherd in the desert and the people are toiling under ruthless rulership, God reminds them that he has “watched and seen”. He is acting and will act. He is aiding and will aid.
And when God acts, like Joseph was sure He would, he wanted to make sure he went with his people, out of Egypt to home. Its one thing to ask it to done (Genesis 50.24) but its another to have a people centuries later, to whom you are a distant memory, follow the request (Exodus 13.19).
So as they carried their plunder (Exodus 12.36), their armament (Ex. 13.18), they carried the bones of Joseph (Exodus 13.19); an honor and testimony to a faithful and hopeful legacy. A legacy that took care of his family, was faithful to his God, and was diligent in the Lord’s work. Joseph’s wide-view of what God was doing cemented his place in the train of people leaving Egypt. A legacy like Joseph’s, one that lives well beyond his generation, begs for a bigger-scope of life.
So what legacy are you leaving? What will your great-to-the-8th grand kids hear about you? Is there something that needs to change today, to reserve your place, to change your legacy? I know some of my actions and priorities need some tweaking. My family and wife needs more of my priority time, my students need a more gracious and consistent mentor, and my quiet times need more depth and devotion. A few years back I wrote an Obituary for myself. It was an attempt to keep me on track, change my actions daily, and live with the end in mind. (I have attached my obit here Travis Long–Obituary). It was a great chance for self-reflection. If you have some free time I would suggest you take a second and write some things down…and then wait many, many years for it to be printed.
These are things that I say I would take a bullet for tomorrow, now its getting me to change, today.
“War educates the senses, calls into action the will, perfects the physical constitution, brings men into such swift and close collision in critical moments that man measures man.” – Ralph Waldo Emerson
Emerson penned these words in a 1838 address that could have been the thesis of Stephen Crane’s book, The Red Badge of Courage. The story takes place during a fictional battle of the Civil War and the hours preceding it. A young Union soldier and freshly enlisted man, Henry Fleming, battles with himself and doubt before he ever encounters the Confederate army.
There was a more serious problem. He lay in his bunk pondering upon it. He tried to mathematically prove to himself that he would not run from a battle…here he was confronted with a thing of moment. It had suddenly appeared to him that perhaps in a battle he might run. He was forced to admit that as far as war was concerned he knew nothing of himself.
On the eve of his first battle, Henry Fleming doesn’t know how he will respond in the face of adversity, struggle, and conflict. The question of “do I have what it takes?” faces men of all ages at one time or another. What I find interesting is that, no matter how many times we answer that question, it still faces us. After 10 times of prevailing, taking courage and overcoming the struggle, it awaits us at the next issue that we come to. It is a question that must be answered everyday, every battle, and every step of the journey.
When the Israelites began their journey to the promised land, God saw the question that plagued Flemming in His people. The Philistines controlled the land along the coast of the Mediteranean sea. Had the Hebrews followed the coast out of Goshen and then north toward Canaan, they would have been on a collision course with the Philistines, the southern Sea Peoples who had established themselves and their culture just south of Canaan. Their role as the antagonist of Israel would have to wait until after the Egyptians time ran out. God instead led them out of Goshen to the south-east, towards the Red Sea for a couple reasons.
First off, God was aware of the questions that would be in the minds of the Hebrews. “If they face war, they might change their minds [hb. yinachem] and return to Egypt.” (Ex. 13.17) Moses, under the guidance of the Holy Spirit, uses the hebrew word, n-ch-m to explain the mindset and will of the Hebrews. The verb means to be comforted or grieved; to relent or to have compassion. God knew that the people, who had cried out for deliverance since Exodus 2, would change their minds, feel compassion toward the land of Egypt and desire to return to a life of comfort yet oppression as opposed to a life of freed but struggle. The form of the verb shows also that the people will have their mind changed not from within but from without. The Niphal verb stem in hebrew shows a passive voice indicating that someone or something, changed their minds…in this case it would be the Philistines. God took them the long way around, to keep their minds focused forward towards the land they were going too, not the people in their way. Even though they left Egypt “armed for battle” (an ambiguous term that some have argued would be better translated as “a fifth” even though it makes little sense contextually), God is handling his people with gentle hands knowing that they are young and tender. It is as if God is putting the Hebrews in position to live out 1 Corinthians 10.13: “…God is faithful; he will not let you be tempted beyond what you can bear.” In this situation, as well as 1 Cor. 10, God provides a way out. In this case it is the desert road.
Secondly, the road south-east instead of north, would bring the Israelites onto the stage of God’s final showdown with Pharaoh. A move this direction brought the conflict between Pharaoh and God to a final meeting. The battle that began in Egypt with Aaron’s staff “swallowing up the staff’s of the Egyptian Magicians” (Ex 7.12) and ends with the Red Sea “swallowing up” the Egyptian chariots. (15.12) Had the Hebrews traveled down the way of the Philistines this final display of God’s power, in this setting, been possible. Like the blind man in John 9, “this happened so that work of God may be displayed in his life.”
Finally, this route was taken for a Spiritual reason. Whereas the norther route/the way of the Philistines, led to the promised land, the southern route, led to Sinai, but first through the Red Sea. For the rest of the Old Testament, God would remind the Hebrews of his work, on this day, at the Red Sea. For the next few weeks and months, they would travel towards Sinai, the Mount of God, inorder to receive the law, and be reintroduced to their Lord. The northern route led to the destination, but as we have found out, God is more interested in the journey than the destination. God wants his people at Sinai for a greater purpose than he wants them in the promised land right now.
God knew the question that both men and nations face…am I, are we, enough? So God put on his delicate gloves as he dealt with his people at the beginning. As we ponder God’s works prior to the crossing of the Red Sea, it impossible to not notice that God wants to see his people succeed. He wants to see His people receive good things. A war/battle at this point (2 months later is a different story) would be a huge setback in the future of the people. God knows that the questions that haunt us are better answered with experience, and the experience he is setting up for his people will be unforgettable. Just as Henry Fleming could only answer his questions in the struggle, so Israel will soon understand itself and its God better than ever.
A friend of mine came home the other day just after his son had found a tiny horse shoe. He had watched his dad enough, a journeyman farrier, to know where it belonged. Putting two and two together, the kid crawled underneath the bouncy horse and started putting the shoe back on. Hammer and nails weren’t handy, but his toy toolbox with a standard screwdriver was. Despite his dad’s advice on shoein’, he had a method that he had decided upon after all screws hold better than nails. He was determined to put a shoe on his bouncy horse. My thoughts: “better the bouncy horse than trying to shoe the dog.”
I have known this kid since he was born, he wants to be just like, be around, and be next to, his daddy.
Another friend, this one an electrician, had been working in his coverall’s when he came home to his son traipsing around the yard in his new work boots and coveralls. In his words, he “just wanted to be like daddy.”
All over my facebook are videos of 3-year-old bull riders, 4-year-old ranch hands, and 5-year-old team ropers, who hone their skills for no other reason than they watch their daddy’s do it. They want to know everything about what their dad’s do and why they do it. What an opportunity that “why?”is.
Pharaoh has finally given in. In order to save his people (Ex. 12.33) and his land, he let the Hebrews go. The Egyptians were so scared that they handed over their wealth and possessions to make them go (Ex. 12.36). Like the last couple KU football coaches were paid millions of dollars not to coach, the Hebrews were paid a bunch of money to not work any more and to leave. So they took out from Egypt. Before they got too far out of town, God had some teaching to impart.
What’s the first lesson they learn on their own, out from under the dark shadow of Egypt? Don’t forget the first things! God wants the “firsts” of our lives. He wants the best offerings, the best time, the best gifts, the first portions, and to be the first priority. God desires our very best; our very first. These were the ones he took that night of the last plague.
At midnight the Lord Struck down all the firstborn i Egypt, from the firstborn of Pharaoh, who sat on the throne, to the firstborn of the prisoner, who was in the dungeon, and the firstborn of all the livestock as well. (Ex. 12.29)
God took from Egypt and he asks from the Hebrews. Still the most interesting part of this teaching comes near the end. In verse 14 of chapter 13 it says:
In days to come when your son asks you, ‘What does this mean?’ say to him, ‘With a mighty hand the Lord brought us out of Egypt, out of the land of slavery. When Pharaoh stubbornly refused to let us go, the Lord killed every firstborn in Egypt, both men and animal. Thsi is why I sacrifice to the Lord the first male offspring of every womb and redeem each of my firstborn sons.’ And it will be like a sign on your hand and a symbol on your forehead that the Lord brought us out of Egypt with his mighty hand. (Ex. 13.14-16)
“WHY?” is a question that didn’t just start with middle schoolers in the 21st century. The Torah is full of places where God explains how to answer “WHY?”. The responsibility we have as father’s is to help our kids understand the “why’s” of life, to journey alongside them as they ask (Deut 6.5), and to live as an example to them. Your sons already look up too you. They dress like you, walk like you, talk like you, and live like you. But still, the hardest question for me to answer is often “why?”.
The other day I was showing a middle school student how to cut down a tree using a chain saw. I showed him how to cut a notch, hold the saw, run it safely, and where it was going to fall. When it came to what part of the chain to cut with it was pretty easy to give a why! “If you don’t you will cut your leg off!” He didn’t have a response. It was much more difficult to answer his “why” question about youth group and church. I should have been more prepared.
Dad’s, heed the Lord’s advice and be prepared for the “why?” questions. The why questions are part of why we are here on this Earth. Answer with patience, answer with honesty, and answer with integrity. Think about the Dad in this passage who’s son asks him: “What does this mean?” (Ex. 13.14) Can you imagine the emotions and the joy with which the Father is able to recount to the son how a bunch of slaves plundered the mightest man on earth because their God fought for them? Can you hear the crack in his voice when he recalls the toil? Can you sense his pace quicken as he tells his son about the plagues? What meter does he have when the final plague hits and his former masters rush to his house to beg and plead with him to go? What a story this is that a father can share…someone should make a movie about it.
Think of the stories you can share with your kids when they ask a “why” question: a blessing story, a story of God speaking, a story of God’s faithfulness, a verse from God’s word. Our kids look up to us not because of some percieved image, but because we are their Dad’s (a central teaching relationship to scripture). I don’t know about you, but now I can’t wait for the “why” questions!
I have a buddy whose father made some serious mistakes over the last 20 some odd years. It cost him his family, his house, and his marriage. The life that he was supposed to be reaping the harvest of, was thrown away, day by day, with his decisions. Every time the issue comes up, my friend wants to know if he will turn out like his dad. “How do I know that I wont end up just like him?”
I resemble my father in a lot of ways. By the time he was my age, he had an 8-year-old and 5-year-old. I cant possibly hold against him the mistakes that he made, and all men make, at an age that I am still learning at. But every man I know asks the question: Am I my father? To pay for my rodeo/ranching habit, I assist an 8th grade language arts class. We read a book recently called Ship Breaker which is set in a dystopian future in the Gulf South. The main character, Nailer, is a ship breaker. A dangerous occupation reserved for youth, as it involves crawling through the bowls and ductwork of tankers, tearing out the valuable cooper wire for their sponsors. It is hard, dangerous, and deadly work in order to eek out an existence. Their homes are thatched huts and broken down shanties on the beach where drugs and mob rule the day. At the head of the drugs, both in addict form and transporter, is Nailer’s father, Richard Lopez. He was a crazy, drug addicted, ruthless man. He was deadly quick, a capable fighter, with his next score on his mind. He beat Nailer incessantly growing up, especially when drunk or high. At every turn, whether its the finding of an upper-class, privileged swank ship and its live owner, a choice to fight against insurmountable odds or run to safety, or how he responds in a life or death situation, Nailer is faced with the concern of whether he is becoming Richard Lopez. When the swank girl (a rich girl) is taken captive by pirates, Nailer is faced with a dilemma: to run away with a genetically enhanced man who can protect him, or to risk his life for her? The half-man, when he learns Nailer is not going with him, tells him to fight like his father (something he had already seen once as Nailer had killed a person who was keeping him and the girl hostage). But he reminds Nailer before he leaves:
“When the fighting comes, don’t deny your slaughter nature. You are no more Richard Lopez than I am an obedient hound. Blood is not destiny, no matter what others may believe.”
Nailer, would rescue the girl, but not without a knife fight with his father. Nailer ends up crushing his father between the gears of a ship. Later when recounting the story he says this:
“Tool (the half-man) said I was just like my dad when I pigstuck Blue Eyes–Maybe I am, right? I dont feel a thing. Not a damn thing. I was glad when I did it. And now I dont feel anything at all. I’m empty. Just empty…You said my dad didn’t feel anything when he hurt people.”
The people who Nailer talks to…his family, not in blood but in intimacy and care, desperately remind him that he is not his father. His father’s choices, were just that, his choices. He is not him. Its not the main conflict of the book, but it is certainly central to the plot: “Is Nailer the same bloodthirsty, selfish, man that his father is? By blood is he destined for that? Ephesians 6.1-3 says:
“Children, obey your parents in the Lord, for this is right. “Honor your father and mother”–which is the first commandment with a promise–“that it may go well with you and that you may enjoy long life on the earth.”
“Honor” [gk. timao] can mean many things…money, supplies, respect, and recognition. Im sure I owe my dad a few dinners, shells, tickets, and definately some gas money. Im sure I need to give him more recognition, but the thing that most intrigues me is respect. This greek word also means “special purposes” ore something that is “set aside” for a reason. My father was put here on this earth to teach me, to lead me, and to speak into my life. THe respect due to him, is that I learn from him, to emmulate the good things, and learn from the mistakes. I am not my father…I hope to be better. Better because of what he taught me, showed me, and lived in front of me. I have met great fathers and, with some of the clientele I work with, not so great ones. But every father I have discussed with has said one thing: “I hope my kids are better than I am? more successful, faithful, or happier…” No I ain’t my father, nor am I destined to be him…but I do respect him.
Pedigree’s are what the Ag industry runs on. If you ever want to burn an hour, ask a horse person about their futurity prospect. They will tell you what breeding their 2-year old has on top and bottom, what discipline their bred for, and how they expect them to perform. But what if breeding didn’t matter?
Regionally ties run deep in the cowboy world. The way things are done in Montana is quite different from the cowboys of the Southeast. We here in the Flint Hills have our own traditions, working cows, grazing patterns, and ways of fencing. But what if region didn’t matter?
These were the questions that God answered as he performed a difinitive act of judgement upon the gods of Egypt. Up to this point the plagues effected regions and peoples. God would differentiate the land of Goshen, home of the Hebrews, from the land of Egypt, home of the Egyptians. His plague would strike the land surrounding the Nile but be held back around the land of the Delta (Goshen). They effected some people and not others, based solely upon their lineage. Those that could trace their heritage back to Joseph were spared and those who couldn’t suffered.
But not the final one…
God gave his final plague instruction to Moses without deference to lineage or acreage.
On that same night I will pass through Egpt and strike down every firstborn–both men and animals–and I will bring judgement on all the gods of Egypt. I am the Lord. The blood will be a sign for you on the for you on the houses where you are; and when I see the blood, I wil pass over you. No destructive plague will touch you when I strke Egypt.”
In other plagues it was “I will spare the land of Goshen” or “I will not strike the Hebrews”; but here it is “when I see the blood”. Those that will be spared will have the blood on their doorposts.
Instead it was:
At midnight the Lord struck down all the firstborn in Egypt, from the firstborn of Pharaoh, who sat on the throne, to the firstborn of the prisoner, who was in the dungeon, and the firstborn of all the livestock as well. Pharaoh and all his officials and all the Egyptians got up during the night, and there was loud wailing in Egypt, for there was not a house without someone dead.
No blood…no salvation. The Lord didn’t pick and choose, didn’t show the hebrews any favor or the land of Goshen. It was blood and blood alone that protected the inhabitants. After reading the beginning of Exodus, the Hebrews weren’t exactly taking God at his word. The Israelites complained to Moses: “May the Lord look upon you and judge you! You have made us a stench to Pharaoh and his officials and have put a sword in their hand to kill us.” (Ex.5.23) Translation: “Moses, this salvation thing isn’t working out!” I would hope that they would do better listening to these final plague instructions…but part of me wonders if there were some that didn’t. Could the Lord have taken Hebrew life that night? Deep down, it is likely that some Israelites didn’t believe that God would really kill their firstborn.
I wonder how many Isrealites marched through the Reed Sea down a family member? How many rejoiced in their deliverance but mourned for their disobedience?
Paul tackled the same question in Philippians 3:
“If anyone else thinks he has reasons to put confidence in the flesh, I have more: circumcised on the eight day, of the people of Israel, of the tribe of Benjamin, a Hebrew of Hebrews; in regard to the law, a Pharisee; as for zeal, persecuting the church; as for legalistic righteousness, faultless. But whatever was to my profit I now consider loss for the sake of Christ. What is more, I consider everything a loss compared to the surpassing greatness of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord, for whose sake I have lost all things. I consider them rubbish, that I may gain Christ…” (Phil 3.7ff)
Paul had every reason for his confidence…the right people, the right father, the right status, but it was Jesus and his work on the cross that gave him life. It is far to often that we place our trust in our attendance, in our proximity to other’s faith, or our works to bring about salvation. Without bloody door posts, however, we have no hope! Without the blood of Christ covering our lives, there is no Passover, no do-over, no life.