Saturday, December 20, 2014

Stars



“Silently one by one, in the infinite meadows of heaven,
Blossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the angels…
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

In these past few weeks, I have seen more clear nights than I can remember.  I have been struck with the beauty of the stars and the hope, comfort, and inspiration they bring. 

I’m not the only one who loves looking at the stars.  Scientists describe them, poets and song-writers celebrate them….astrologers even go so far as to worship them.  Isn’t it strange that looking at exploding masses of hydrogen and helium gives people hope? 

Not at all.

Because when we look at the One who made them, we see that stars were designed to do just that.

1.       They were designed as signs.
a.       For time-keeping
                                                               i.      Genesis 1:14  “And God said, ‘Let there be lights in the expanse of the sky to separate the day from the night, and let them serve as signs to mark seasons and days and years, and let them be lights in the expanse of the sky to give light on the earth.’  And it was so.  God made the two great lights – the greater light to govern the day and the lesser light to govern the night.  He also made the stars.”
1.    ***Please don’t miss that last phrase.  Oh, okay.  “He also made the stars.”  That’s not a big deal?!?!?  It’s written almost as an afterthought.  And yet we sometimes try to worship things that are so miniscule in comparison to our great God. 
b.      For revealing the greatness of God
                                                               i.      Job 9:7 “He speaks to the sun and it does not shine; he seals off the light of the stars.  He alone stretches out the heavens and treads on the waves of the sea.  He is the maker of the Bear and Orion, the Pleiades and the constellations of the south. 
                                             ii.      Psalm 8:3 “When I consider you heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars which you have set in place, what is man that you are mindful of him, the son of man that you care for him?”
                                             iii.      Psalm 147:4 “He determines the number of stars and calls them each by name.”
                                             iv.      Jeremiah 31:35 “…he who appoints the sun to shine by day, who decrees the moon and stars to shine by night…the LORD Almighty is his name…”

Stars are numerous and expansive, yet finite.  They give light in the night and serve as signs for seasons and have also been used to give direction.  (God also clearly says not to worship the stars (Deuteronomy 4:19) and condemns those who do (Isaiah 47:13-14)).

2.       They were/are reminders of promises.
a.       To the Jewish/Israelite nation: 
                                                        i.      Genesis 15:5 “He [God] took him [Abraham] outside and said, ‘Look up at the heavens and count the stars – if indeed you can count them.’  Then he said to him, ‘So shall your offspring be.’ 
1.    God promised his people that they would be as numerous as the stars in the heavens (Genesis 15:5, Genesis 22:17, Genesis 26:4, I Chronicles 27:23, Jeremiah 33:22, Hebrews 11:12) and they did become numerous (Deuteronomy 1:10, 10:22, 28:62, Nehemiah 9:23).
b.      Of God’s consistency
                                                               i.      Isaiah 40:26 “Lift your eyes and look to the heavens:  Who created all these?  He who brings out the starry host one by one and calls them each by name.  Because of His great power and mighty strength not one of them is missing.”
                                              ii.      Hosea 6:3 “Let us acknowledge the LORD; let us press on to acknowledge him.  As surely as the sun rises, he will appear; he will come to us like the winter rains, like the spring rains that water the earth.”
                                              iii.      Psalm 136 “Give thanks to the LORD, for He is good….to him alone who does great wonders….who by his understanding made the heavens….who made the great lights…the sun to govern the day….the moon and stars to govern the night; His love endures forever.”

Stars remind us of the promise of God’s consistency, of His promises to the children of Israel (the Jews)…
Interestingly, when the Bible mentions despair and judgment, it is often depicted by stars being dark or “no longer shining” or being “thrown down” (Ezekiel 32:7; Daniel 8:10; Joel 2:10, 3:15; Matthew 24:29; Revelation 6:13, 8:10-12, 12:4).  Stars do give hope!

But here’s why I’m excited to write about stars at Christmas.
One star was also spoken as a promise of a future blessing.

In the book of Numbers, a story is told of a man named Balaam who was hired by the Moabites to curse the nation of Israel.  Interestingly, when he opened his mouth, he found that blessings, not curses, came out.  At one point Balaam said:

I see him, but not now; I behold him, but not near; a star shall come out of Jacob and a scepter shall rise out of Israel; it shall crush the forehead of Moab and break down all the sons of Sheth” (Numbers 24:17).

As Israelites remembered this event they stated:  “…Ammonite or Moabite…had hired Balaam to call a curse down on them. (Our God, however, turned the curse into a blessing)” (Nehemiah 13:1-2).

God did turn the curse into a blessing at that time.  But there was also going to be a future star of Jacob that would signify the coming of an even GREATER reversal to a curse.

After Jesus was born in Bethlehem in Judea, during the time of King Herod, Magi from the east came to Jerusalem and asked, ‘Where is the one who has been born king of the Jews?  We saw his star in the east and have come to worship Him.’ 

When King Herod heard this he was disturbed, and all Jerusalem with him.  When he had called together all the people’s chief priests and teachers of the law, he asked them where the Christ was to be born.  ‘In Bethlehem in Judea,’ they replied, ‘for this is what the prophet has written:  But you, Bethlehem, in the land of Judah, are by no means least among the rulers of Judah; for out of you will come a ruler who will be the shepherd of my people Israel. 

Then Herod called the Magi secretly and found out from them the exact time the star had appeared.  He sent them to Bethlehem and said, ‘Go and make a careful search for the child.  As soon as you find him, report to me, so that I too may go and worship him.’ 

After they had heard the king, they went on their way, and the star they had seen in the east went ahead of them until it stopped over the place where the child was.  When they saw the star, they were overjoyed.  On coming to the house, they saw the child with his mother Mary, and they bowed down and worshiped him.  Then they opened their treasures and presented him with gifts of gold and of incense and of myrrh.  And having been warned in a dream not to go back to Herod, they returned to their country by another route.”  Matthew 2:1-12

God’s biggest promise was signified by a bright star in the night sky.

A star announced the birth of the Messiah – the one who would come to save. 
For, you see, God does turn curses into blessings (Genesis 3:15).

The Bethlehem star over 2000 years ago was the sign of Jesus, the “Bright and Morning Star” (Revelation 22:16).  Because of what happened in Bethlehem and later on Calvary, someday, there will be no more night.  Death will be swallowed up by Life!

Right now, we still live in a world with night.  As Henry Wadsworth Longfellow so poetically said:

I heard the bells on Christmas Day
Their old familiar carols play,
And wild and sweet
The words repeat
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

And thought how, as the day had come,
The belfries of all Christendom
Had rolled along
The unbroken song
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

Till, ringing, singing on its way,
The world revolved from night to day,
A voice, a chime
A chant sublime
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

Then from each black accursed mouth
The cannon thundered in the South,
And with the sound
The carols drowned
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

It was as if an earthquake rent
The hearth-stones of a continent,
And made forlorn
The households born
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

And in despair I bowed my head;
"There is no peace on earth," I said;
"For hate is strong,
And mocks the song
Of peace on earth, good-will to men
!"

Then pealed the bells more loud and deep:
"God is not dead; nor doth he sleep!
The Wrong shall fail,
The Right prevail,
With peace on earth, good-will to men!"

Longfellow was in despair because of war and loss….he could see no peace on earth! Isn't it the same today?  And yet, in the darkest of nights, in the most desperate of times…God’s promises do shine like the stars.  At Christmas we celebrate the coming of the Prince of Peace (Isaiah 9:6).  God is not dead.

My brain is still pondering all of this poetic beauty – I could keep writing about how we as Christians have the privilege of shining like stars in the universe (Philippians 2:14-16) and having the morning star in our hearts (II Peter 1:19) as we wait for the Bright and Morning Star to come for a second time and dispel the night.

But, I need to stop typing. :)

I’ll close with this:  one of my favorite authors, Robin Jones Gunn, described two characters in her novel as they looked up at a beautiful night sky.  She said of them:

“They stood in quiet mutual admiration for the unwritten poetry that hung in the air around them.”

This Christmas, may we stand in awe of God’s signs and promises.  He has written poetry into the sky.

And may we most of all be amazed by the Bright & Morning Star, Jesus, who came to Earth so that someday, we will have no more night.

Merry Christmas to all!

Sunday, November 30, 2014

The Hound of Heaven



“I fled Him, down the nights and down the days,
I fled Him, down the arches of the years;
I fled Him, down the labyrinthine ways
Of my own mind; and in the midst of tears
I hid from Him, and under running laughter.
Up vistaed hopes I sped
And shot, precipitated
Adown Titanic glooms of chasmed fears
From those strong Feet that followed, followed after.
But with unhurrying chase
And unperturbed pace,
Deliberate speed, majestic instancy,
They beat – and a Voice beat
More instant than the Feet –
‘All things betray thee, who betrayest Me.’

This is the beginning of The Hound of Heaven, a famous poem written by Francis Thompson.  The Hound of Heaven talks of God’s persistent pursuit of people, His continual presence as they try to fill their needs and desires with other things (only to find emptiness), and the sound of His footsteps as He patiently follows behind. 

Thompson knew about the emptiness of pleasure-seeking.  He wrote this poem while living as a match-selling homeless man on the streets of London.  The address that he gave magazine editors to whom he sent his poems was the location of chemist’s shop where Thompson fed his opium addiction.* 

I read this poem in full this week – and then listened to Richard Burton read it.  (Because somehow British accents make it that much better :)).  And I was struck by a few lines especially.

I pleaded, outlaw-wise,
By many a hearted casement, curtained red,
Trellised with intertwining charities;
(For, though I knew His love Who followed,
Yet was I sore adread,
Lest, having Him, I must have naught beside.)

Do I really think that if I give all to Jesus, that I come out with less in the end? 

But that’s what the world tells me.

And Thompson goes on to talk of various pleasures, repeatedly coming back to the lines:

“Still with unhurrying chase,
And unperturbed pace,
Deliberate speed, majestic instancy,
Came on the following Feet,
And a Voice above their beat -
‘Naught shelters thee, who will not shelter Me….’

“Naught contents thee, who contents not Me….’

Thompson looks around at his life at one point and says,

I stand amidst the dust o’ the mounded years –
My mangled youth lies dead beneath the heap…

And still the Hound of Heaven pursues.  And know what I LOVE about this poem?  In it, Thompson doesn’t describe God as someone who will sugarcoat our condition.  (Don’t you hate it when people pretend things aren’t as bad as they really are?  Or when they tell us we’re something we know we aren’t?)
And although God sees that we are the “dingiest clot” of clay…and truly unworthy of love…He continues to pursue us.  Isn’t that BEAUTIFUL? 

'Strange, piteous, futile thing!
Wherefore should any set Thee love apart?
Seeing none, but I makes much of naught’ (He said),
‘And human love needs human meriting;
How has thou merited –
Of all man’s clotted clay the dingiest clot?
Alack, thou knowest not
How little worthy of any love thou art!
Whom wilt thou find to love ignoble thee,
Save Me, save only Me?
All which I took from thee I did but take,
Not for thy harms,
But just that thou might’st seek it in my arms.
All which thy child’s mistake
Fancies as lost, I have stored for thee at home.
Rise, clasp My hand, and come!


That, my friends, is a Hand worth taking.

But the poem doesn’t end there.  Thompson then says this:

Halts by me that foot fall:
Is my gloom, after all,
Shade of His hand, outstretched caressingly?
Ah, fondest, blindest, weakest,
I am He Whom thou seekest!’


I realized this week that I seek many things in life.  Success in completing my master’s thesis (which took up most of my time this week :)).  Love from family and friends.  Recognition from peers.  Joy.  Happiness.  Comfort.  Safety.

And yet…when I look for the good things in life…I end up at the feet of a Person. 

Jesus.

Who promises more and better things from His hand than I could ever find on my own.  (Even if they don’t look like it at the time.)

The Christmas season is right around the corner.  Lest we think that the Hound of Heaven is a poem and not a description of a reality, may we not forget that God took his pursuit of us all the way to a manger.  And then to a cross.

And only in giving up what may seem to be better in this life to follow the Savior will we find the fullest of lives.

May we never flee or hide from Him who offers such fullness.

* From Jeremiah, D. (2006). Captured by grace: No one is beyond the reach of a loving God.  Nashville, TN: Thomas Nelson. p. 108-109