Saturday, December 30, 2017

Post 65-Thanksgiving, Wonder Woman, and One




11/23/17

Hey Dana

 

            It’s Thanksgiving Day and we’re in Wisconsin at Carol’s son’s house. All of Carol’s family is here (except for one grandson serving in the Marines and deployed to the Asia Pacific region.), or on the way, for Thanksgiving dinner—four generations: Carol, children, grandchildren, and now great grandchild.

 

            Their home is a very cute, Cape Cod like house, but it’s not built for 19 people, 4 dogs, and 1 cat. There are at least 11 vehicles in the large parking area with licenses from California  to Pennsylvania and states in-between. It’s just what people think about when they think of family coming home for the holidays.  Lynda has already made, from scratch, a cherry pie with latticed top, a pumpkin pie, and an apple kuchen. The dinner today will be a combination of vegan and traditional, as well as gluten free and non gluten free (with two chickens and a brisket rather than turkey).

 

            You would like Jim and Lynda. They are back-to-the-land sort of people—growing much of their own food, including fruit and vegetables, chickens (Australorp breed) which lay brown eggs, and white geese. She also puts up jellies and jams. They live out in the country on thirty plus acres, with very few neighbors. And on Thanksgiving night, on television, we watched one of Jim’s favorite shows, on the History Channel, “Forged in Fire,” about bladesmiths who compete making edged weapons for a $10,000.00 prize.

 

            I really admire Lynda that she can accommodate this many people with three or four different food tracks (vegan, non-dairy, regular, and I don’t know what all else), the dogs, and four generations and friends all swarming throughout her home without going bonkers. She’s got a dinner menu, in addition to a veggie tray, five kinds of cheese (this is Wisconsin), three dips, multicolored cherry tomatoes, multiple vegan and gluten free and regular chips and crackers.

 

            Last night, Wednesday, after the first wave of families arrived, some of us watched the movie “Wonder Woman.” This movie received almost, universally, positive reviews. One of my young grandchildren stayed up to watch it. She had a number of questions about the movie (especially when it got into the World War I scenes and the finale scene between Wonder Woman, and the English Lord who had been masquerading as Ares, the god of war). It is a classic good vs evil movie where good triumphs in the end, but only after a bone crunching fight to the death. (I used to read the DC Comic Wonder Woman, along with the Flash, Green Lantern, and others of this genre comics as a kid.  I guess they have now evolved into the Justice League of America.)

 

            Wonder Woman, after believing that love can be victorious and that good wins, is confronted with the horrors of war and how both civilians and soldiers suffer and die. She discards her civilian clothes, and then, in her Wonder Woman “uniform” charges across the battlefield which starts a rout against the Germans, and then she almost single-handedly takes a Belgium town held by the Germans, and finally at a German munitions factory, fights Ares (really the devil personified) to a final victory of good over evil.

 

            My young granddaughter was asking questions about the war, why people are not only bad, but want to see evil prevail, and finally, when after an Armageddon-type  fight, good finally prevails. I said to her about the Wonder Woman victory, this will be how God and Jesus will finally prevail at the end.

 

            So at the dining room table amongst all this familial, holiday chaos, I started to read Revival by Martyn Lloyd-Jones.  In Chapter 13, “Prayer and Revival,” I was reading how in the history of revivals, according to Lloyd-Jones, God often uses one man or a small group to help bring, or be the conduit for the Holy Spirit, revival. He writes about Luther, Wycliffe, John Huss, Jeremiah Lanphier, James McQuilken or Humphrey Jones (see page 163). Specifically, writing about Luther, he says,

 

And it so burdened him that he was led to do something about it (my comment—feel the Holy Spirit’s burden to begin praying, and then they actually pray). Just one man, and through that one man, God sent that mighty movement into the Church.

 

            I must confess that this is taking me back to our recent private communication about our blog, repetition of subjects, and continuing or stopping. As a former, professional writer, I am geared to publication and quantity readership, i.e. numbers, as well as quality, or value.. In the critique group to which I belonged, I was the only person who regularly wrote for secular publications, rather than writing for just God, as most of the Christian writers said they were doing. So I have been frustrated by the small number of our readership.

 

            So that is why when further down on page 163, Lloyd-Jones continues his thought on the importance of one man, one person, to be used by God to Bring revival, I was convicted.  He wrote

 

I dare not pass lightly over a point like this because somebody reading this book (or this blog), whom I do not know, may be the person that God is going to use. And that sort of thing can only happen in the Christian Church....The world looks to the leaders and the great people, but God, as the Apostle Paul say in 1 Corinthians is constantly confounding the wise by taking hold of the foolish. He ‘brings to nought the things that are’, by using the things that are not. It may be anybody. There are no rules about this matter.

 

            So this is why what Lloyd-Jones wrote is so scolding. He challenges the Church (and me) to look past the world’s view of what and who is important. The world looks to the handsome, the well-known, the popular, the important, the famous, the successful, the bottom line. God doesn’t. This is a hard concept for me to grasp. But Lloyd-Jones is very direct, straight forward, in his attitude.

 

11/27/17

 

Hey Dana

            I’m back in PA after an “easy” 12 hour drive from Chicagoland. Easy in comparison to the grueling 13 plus hour drive in rain storms and low visibility, on the way out.

            A buddy, a very committed Christian, stopped by the house today. I had to take time off to get some things done after being out of town for a week. I hadn’t seen him in about a month. We were sharing on numerous topics, many of them dealing with the church. He and his family several years ago went through a very trying time at his former church. He has since attended several churches in this region, and is now looking intently at why he has been so committed to regular church attendance in the past. He and his family have begun to attend more on-line services than put up with “the hour and fifteen legalized format church” of today.  During our conversation, he made this distressing, yet almost humorous, statement, “I am an American Christian attempting to recover from American Christianity.”

 

Your friend

John