Category: ‘Following Jesus’

Following Jesus

May 15, 2012 Posted by Charlie Wear

If you know me, then you know that I am not much of a follower in any area of my life. I had a conversation with a young man last year in which he was going on and on about ranks, and authority, and submission, all allegedly important understandings of how the Kingdom of God works. He was proud of his credentials as a Bible teacher, but frankly, I had never read such a thing in the important parts of the Book that count.

However, to humor him I said something like, “Okay, I don’t agree that there are ranks in the Kingdom, but if there are ‘I’m a general,’ what rank are you?” You see, if I don’t have a sarcastic sense of humor, I hardly have any sense of humor at all. I guess I once again flunked the “speaking the truth IN LOVE” test, because he was stunned into silence.

So suffice it to say, being an arrogant, self-confident (also frequently self-righteous) know-it-all doesn’t make for much of a follower. Yet, I keep praying this dangerous prayer, “Thy will be done.” This prayer is dangerous because it means I have suspended my need for everything to work out all right, in MY opinion. You see, when it comes to God’s will there is only one opinion that counts, His. Wrestling with angels is not my idea of fun. However, if you are a conniving son of a gun like Jacob, you might not have any alternative but to wrestle and wrestle with all of your strength.

You see, sometimes the wrestling is God’s will! And so I wrestle on. Trying to understand. Trying to ease the pain of loneliness and hurt with the search for an antidote to the human condition. I must bear witness: Jesus Christ, and Him crucified is the antidote. A foolish answer to serious problems. Yet, He is the only answer.

As for me, if he says go, then I am going! If he says wait, I’m going to be very hard to move. If we are in a boat and He says, step out on the water, then out of my way, I’m going over the side! When things are good, I’ll say yes. When things are bad, I’ll say yes. When life has become a string of the same-old, same old, I will say yes. Yes to Jesus, Yes to pain, Yes to suffering and Yes to trials and temptations.

I have a good reason. He saw my condition and took pity on me and provided me a way out of my mess. So I will also say Yes to life, and life more abundant. And to peace, joy, love, kindness and all the rest of those things that are completely absent in me but only dwell within my soul because of the work of the Spirit. And so, I say, once again, “Here I am, Lord Jesus. Take me, spend me, use me, all to your glory and honor.” Amen.

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Getting Free of Religion

May 14, 2011 Posted by Charlie Wear

In the early 90s for a couple of years I was an unpaid “Executive Pastor” of a denominational church. Anyone who knows me well knows that I am not really a great committee member. I just find the whole process frustrating. I think I am a pretty good team player as long as everyone knows that I own the team!
My management style is directive. My favorite response to an idea or initiative I have conceived? Yes Sir!

You can imagine then how frustrated I was meeting with the paid pastoral staff of the church week after week as we were attempting to retool and relocate the congregation. None of the paid staff, except for the senior pastor, wanted to retool or move. They would rather die than change, and they would rather talk than work. As I spent hours every week attempting to move them, I imagined my blood pressure going higher and higher.

At the same time I was reading a book about paradigm shifts. You know, the kind that happen when a new technology surpasses an older technology. Electric lights surpass gas and oil lamps. Horseless carriages surpass horse-drawn carriages. The internet surpasses the broadcast networks. You get the idea, right?

As I drove away from one of the staff meetings, fuming and nearly foaming at the mouth, I heard a whisper from the Holy Spirit. “It’s okay, Charlie, the time of the paid staff pastor is coming to an end.” This idea was somehow comforting to me (He is the Comforter after all :) ). Of course, it takes time for new ways of doing things to rise above the old ways. This is the way it is with the “normal” way of doing church. But I am getting a glimpse of a “new” way and what I am seeing makes me very happy. I am praying that I get to see the great awakening that will come from it.

In one of those mind-numbing staff meetings one of the pastors said to me, “Charlie, you are just an iconoclast!” He didn’t mean it as a compliment and I didn’t really know what he meant. So I had to go look it up:

i·con·o·clast? ?
[ahy-kon-uh-klast]–noun
1. a breaker or destroyer of images, especially those set up for religious veneration.
2.        a person
who attacks cherished beliefs, traditional institutions, etc., as being based on error or superstition.

Okay, he had me. That’s what I have been doing my entire adult life, starting in high school and continuing to this day. I am always asking the Dr. Phil question, “How’s that working for you!” I am also approaching the mission of the church with the Cable Guy mantra, “Git ‘r done.” I have a fundamental assumption, we have to change what we are doing if we are going to get different results. And different results are what we need to fulfill the mission of Jesus.

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Early morning at the Lancaster Denny’s

April 28, 2011 Posted by Charlie Wear

I have an important appearance in family law court this morning. Lancaster, CA is about 95 miles from my home in Rancho Belago, CA (the 92555 zip code of Moreno Valley, CA near Riverside). In the morning it seems to take about two hours to get here. At 2 a.m. it’s only about an hour and 20 minutes.

I know that is not an explanation for leaving the house at 2 a.m. for an appearance at 8.30 a.m. Let’s just say that I have a hard time sleeping in the early morning hours these days. It helps my writing rhythm but hurts my mid and late afternoons. A daily nap is required, for sure.

There is a child’s welfare at stake this morning. Protection is the watchword. It’s my job today. I know I can’t do it on my own. I need the empowerment beyond my own strength. And so I am praying, with understanding and in the Spirit. I have already begun to experience the presence of God. It’s no Benny Hinn meeting but it’s real and in my workplace. Today I will be an advocate for a mom and a little girl. I’m glad the Boss is on my side in this one.

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I cried last night…

April 14, 2011 Posted by Charlie Wear

I cried last night. A close and dear friend and mentor of mine was recently diagnosed with colon cancer. The picture of health, my friend was scheduled right away for surgery. That was about two weeks ago, and he came through the surgery and is recovering according to plan. However, the report is not a good one, Stage 4 colon cancer.

My medical professional wife looked up the explanation on the internet and as she read, I cried. My friend said, “I am finished with my profession. Now it’s time to focus on my family, my children.” I have reached that stage of life where my friends are stricken with disease and I can’t help thinking, that could be me. So I cried, for my friend and for myself. The ability to cry is a blessing. It cleanses the eyes and washes the soul.

A couple of months ago when I heard that another friend had passed away in the night an involuntary sob escaped, but I wasn’t well enough to cry.

My friend is assured in his faith in God, as I am. He is at peace with that part of his life. And so, I am praying. For my friend, that his spiritual self will increase as his flesh battles the disease. And I pray that he will have many more years to pursue the ministry that God has given him, to help others. He’s done it for years in his profession, I pray he can do it for many more years as his vocation.

And I pray for my wife’s parents. Her mom with a diagnosis of cancer while her husband (my wife’s dad) is recovering from open heart surgery. My wife is praying that her dad would recover from the surgery and have some quality of life, at least for a little while.

And so I cry, even as I write these words. So much hurting and loss. We fear death, yet we face death. Better to love life and face death unafraid with the sure knowledge that to be with the Lord is a surpassing blessing. A few years ago I played Tim McGraw’s great anthem, “Live Like You Were Dying” on a seemingly endless loop. This is a truth we will all face sooner and later, we are all dying. Recent movies, like Matt Damon’s Hereafter and Morgan Freeman and Jack Nicholson’s Bucket List focus a spotlight on the basic human need to understand where we fit and where we are headed from here.

I have friends who have died and lived to tell of it, and others who have raised people from the dead. With the easter season upon us, we have to know, there is no resurrection without death. The apostle Paul said: “I die daily.” I think he was saying, I’m dying a little ever day so that Christ can live a little more in me each day. And so I cry, but through the sorrow and the hurt, the joy is just around the corner. Because of Jesus’ death I have the hope of a resurrected life and the promise of an eternal kind of life starting right now. That is good news, even if heard between the sobs.

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It’s been a great couple of days…

April 9, 2011 Posted by Charlie Wear

It’s been a wild ride the last couple of days in Central Coast California. There have been tough moments. It is hard to “speak the truth in love.” Sometimes the truth hurts. Clarifying vision differences and relationships can be difficult. However, my experience has shown me that clear communication, while difficult, is always better in the long run. The hurt is momentary.

On the other hand, there have been moments when the wind and whisper of the Spirit have been so evident that it has been overwhelming, but in a comforting and beautiful way. Walking and living in the freedom of the Spirit is scary and fun! I recommend it to all :)

 

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Early morning in the Central Coast

April 7, 2011 Posted by Charlie Wear

It’s a little past 5 a.m. in Arroyo Grande, CA. I’m sitting in the Starbucks, drinking my favorite espresso drink and eating a bagel. The family is still sleeping at a nearby motel. I’m really looking forward to the next couple of days. I’m actually full of anticipation about what is going to unfold as I meet up with ministry partners and adventure in this area.
Today we are pulling a permit for an event a local minister is doing on April 16. It’s not normal church, but it is a lot of fun. My good friend Steve Sjogren likes to say: “Where the Spirit of the Lord is there is…FUN.” It’s about time to let the FUN begin!

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Moments…

April 5, 2011 Posted by Charlie Wear

“There are moments in our lives when we summon the courage to make choices that go against reason, against common sense and the wise counsel of people we trust. But we lean forward nonetheless because, despite all risks and rational argument, we believe that the path that we are choosing is the right and best thing to do. We refuse to be bystanders, even if we do not know exactly where our actions will lead.” — Howard Schultz, in Onward, How Starbucks Fought or Its ife without Losing Its Soul, p. 7

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When the Going is Tough

March 25, 2011 Posted by Charlie Wear

Following God is a full-time profession in which you are at the job 24/7. There are no visiting professors but only residents. Following God as a profession involves us at our best and worst. It is a journey in our young age and old age, at our wisest and most foolish of times. It is a walk during our hottest and coolest days, during our success and horrible times. In following God, there is no old age, no retirement. There are no lunch breaks and no excused absences. In this profession, no one can come to work on your behalf. Theare are not sick leaves and no holidays.      — Dr. Kagelo Henry Rakwena, author of “When the Going Gets Tough Only the Tough Gets Going”

The Lord gave me a gift in the middle of my recent crisis in the form of my therapist. Henry. Out of all the counselors in the world I received Henry, a pastor, a Seventh-day Adventist, a native of Botswana, and a follower of Jesus. This “full-time professor” relied on the wisdom and guidance of the Holy Spirit to bring to a place where I could continue on my journey with Jesus in peace. I thank God for Henry. And Henry, my friend, I thank you.

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Waking up and walking on

January 15, 2011 Posted by Charlie Wear

So much of life is the hum-drum, same-old same-old. We get up, brush our teeth, take a shower, eat breakfast and get in the car and head for work. We do the same job in the same way nearly every day. We go home at night and eat the same meal in front of the same television show. Wow! I have to stop writing this, I’m putting myself to sleep!

When it comes to the weekend, we mow the lawn, rake the yard and attend the same church service. We hear the same band, sing the same songs, hear the same sermons, and we ask: Is this all there is? Does being a follower of Jesus simply mean that we are steady attenders, good tithe-payers, ready and able volunteer workers in the church ministries, and obedient followers of our duly-appointed leaders.

Is the latest missionary outreach to America starting these quasi-entertainment programs in a neighborhood near you, maybe with a video multi-site offering?

It all just seems so vanilla to me. Now don’t get me wrong. I like vanilla. Vanilla is a great foundation for lots of other things, including an excellent hot fudge sundae with whipped cream and a cherry. But don’t you ever ask yourself when you are eating your scoop of vanilla ice cream: Where is the hot fudge, let alone the whipped cream and the cherry?

Where is the GOOD news about following Jesus? I know about the part where I give 10% of my income (is that before or after taxes?). But what about the part where I pick up my cross, deny myself and follow him? Just what exactly does that involve? I haven’t been to that class yet. It doesn’t actually sound like much fun.

Or how about this one:

They devoted themselves to the apostles’ teaching and to fellowship, to the breaking of bread and to prayer. Everyone was filled with awe at the many wonders and signs performed by the apostles. All the believers were together and had everything in common. They sold property and possessions to give to anyone who had need. Every day they continued to meet together in the temple courts. They broke bread in their homes and ate together with glad and sincere hearts, praising God and enjoying the favor of all the people. And the Lord added to their number daily those who were being saved. (Acts 2:42 NIV via Biblegateway.com)

Isn’t it about time we got out of the rut and woke up? Isn’t about time we dropped our pretenses and started following Jesus?

I heard that one is starting next week!

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Moving faster and faster and making room

January 11, 2011 Posted by Charlie Wear

When I am in an “up” cycle life seems to move faster and faster. The greatest danger facing me is that I overbook my time and my energy. When I do this things happen. I start to miss appointments and deadlines. I lock my keys in the car. I forget something important or lose my ATM card. Lately this seems to be my constant state.

I have been trying to ease off on the accelerator. I’ve got good reason to be excited, though! I’m moving my office and starting a new business. Client appointments crowd in and deadlines fast approach. No wonder I find myself awake at 4 in the morning and starting to work! Yet in the midst of all this hustle and bustle I am listening closely to the whisper of a “still, small voice.” Without the knowledge that “God is leading,” all of my fevered activity seems to be in vain.

I’ve noticed, though, that I have to be very, very careful of the “God is leading” talk. Look, I don’t hear the audible voice of God, so put down the phones you were picking up to call the funny farm. My brain is wired with a kind of running monologue, or dialogue if I am praying. I think in words. Some others think in pictures and when God “talks” to them they see a picture in their mind’s eye. Others think with “feelings.” Neurolinguists have made an entire study of the way humans think. They can use certain techniques to alter thinking. Anyway, it’s words for me, which is good for someone who spends as much time writing as I do.

I wish when I hear from God it would be of greater quality and quantity. Instead I usually get snippets and snatches, one, two or three words. I thought I got a prophetic word for a pastor and his wife a couple of Sundays ago, the message was “Make room.” Sounds kind of pathetic, right? I struggled with whether I should share it with them. The “Lord” added a bible verse to quote. So I got up my courage and went over and told them. I think it was okay, at least it might have been some encouragement.

At the beginning of 2010 I found myself walking into church buildings and thinking “Not big enough.” I kept thinking about what this meant. Surely some of these church auditoriums were the right size. A year later I have come to believe that God was speaking to me on many levels. There is no single building in any town that is big enough to hold all of the people God wants at his banquet.

Jesus told this story: …there was once a man who threw a great dinner party and invited many. When it was time for dinner, he sent out his servant to the invited guests, saying, ‘Come on in; the food’s on the table.’

Then they all began to beg off, one after another making excuses.

The first said, ‘I bought a piece of property and need to look it over. Send my regrets.’

Another said, ‘I just bought five teams of oxen, and I really need to check them out. Send my regrets.’

And yet another said, ‘I just got married and need to get home to my wife.’

And yet another said, ‘I just got married and need to get home to my wife.’

The servant reported back, ‘Master, I did what you commanded— and there’s still room.’ The master said, ‘Then go to the country roads. Whoever you find, drag them in. I want my house full! Let me tell you, not one of those originally invited is going to get so much as a bite at my dinner party.’ Luke 14 The Message

I think that God is saying to the churches. “I’m throwing a party, invite everyone to come!” If the kind of party that God wants to throw broke out, then there isn’t enough room for everyone that needs to be invited. Father, help us to advance your kingdom by throwing a party that honors and glorifies you! Amen

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