Biker Believers

 This week, November 2-5, half a million bikers will show up in Galveston for the Lone Star Rally, the largest motorcycle rally in Texas. They come from all walks of life with a shared love for the road, the wind and the machine.  Normally the Seawall hums with the quiet traffic of tourists, the squeal of children playing on the beach and the rumble of waves breaking on the shore.  But this week, it will vibrate with the thunder of Harley Davidsons.

 I have always liked bikes.  I got my first motor scooter when I was 13.  Two years later, my first motorcycle.  It wasn’t much.  I didn’t have much money, only a 175 cc engine.  It would only do 45 mph, that is until I took the engine apart and cleaned out the exhaust ports.  Then it would do 75.  Great fun! 

 After I became a pastor, I found myself serving a church where many of the members had motorcycles.  I bought a Suzuki.  Again, not much of a bike because, again, I didn’t have much money.  But my wife rode with me and I was able to go on some bike rides with my members.  I took my son on a ride and toured Pea Ridge, Civil War battlefield in northwest Arkansas.

 I never owned a Harley, but a few years ago I visited the Harley Davidson plant in Kansas City with a group of church leaders interested in Harley Davidson.  I listened as a young man introduced himself as a disciple of Jesus Christ disguised as a Harley Davidson executive.

 Of course, not all Bikers are Christian or gentle.  Eight years ago, on a quiet Sunday afternoon in Waco, Texas, my wife and I happened upon the scene at Twin Peaks Restaurant where conflict between two biker gangs erupted into a shootout.  Nine bikers were killed, and 18 others wounded.

 A few years ago, I served as coach to a pastor who was starting a Biker Church, a church for people who served their community and shared their faith as biker enthusiasts.  The church met on Thursday nights for worship and participated in biker rides and rallies on the weekend. They raised money for those in need and started a Bible-base ministry for substance abuse. Bikers for Christ has more than 100 chapters in 20 countries and thousands of members worldwide.

 When I turned 60, I bought a Kawasaki, again a used bike, but by far the best and fastest bike I ever owned.  I went down on it at 60 mph but my full-face helmet and the Lord saved my life.   I survived with only a couple of broken ribs and road rash.  I still love bikes.

 If the Apostle Peter lived today, perhaps he would be a biker.  After all he was a rough fisherman when Jesus met him and he was prone to jump out of boats.  Jesus loved him and made him the leader of his followers.  When I think about Jesus, the places he went, the people he befriended, it makes think He would love bikers. 

Children of the Kingdom

 When we think about being religious, we conjure up different images.  Some imagine ascetic monks living in desert regions, emaciated and starving, bleary eyed and anti-social. Others picture nuns wearing habits and whispering prayers as they finger their rosaries.  Still others imagine TV evangelists with slicked-back  hair. When Jesus wanted to forge an image in the minds of his followers, he chose a child and stood him in their midst and said, “Unless you change and become as children, you shall not enter the Kingdom of Heaven,” (Matthew 18:2-3). Why would he do this?

 Jesus left the answer to that question up to us.  We can all speculate about the lesson he wanted to teach by choosing a child.  Here are a few characteristics that stand out to me when I think about children and the reason he chose a child to illustrate the nature of Kingdom people. 

 Children live in the moment.  They are not worried about the future.  They are not burdened with guilt about the past. Watch children playing on a playground.  They have little awareness of time. They wear no watches.

 Children become friends fast. Most children have not learned to be hesitant and shy.    They greet one another as if they have already met.  “Want to play?”  And the game is on.

 Children laugh. I love listening to children on the school playground and in the park. Anywhere children gather, the air is filled with laughter.  It is their nature to laugh.

 Children do not know prejudice.  I’m not sure when we learn racial and cultural prejudice, but young children readily accept each other as equals regardless of skin color or clothing.  If they notice a difference between them, they do not hesitate to ask about it.  And, once the difference is recognized and addressed, they move on.

 Children trust.  With their father’s extended arms and a little encouragement, they will fling their bodies into open space fully confident they will be caught. 

 Children are awed by God’s creation.   They are mesmerized by grasshoppers, caterpillars, butterflies, and flowers. They stop and take time to watch an ant wrestle a crumb of bread across the ground.  They notice the spots on a ladybug.

 Children have great imaginations. Give a child a sandbox, a stick, or a can and they can construct unbelievable creations. I watched children recently playing in the sand.  They were digging a hole.  When I asked what it was, they stared at me with a puzzled look, as if I was the only one who did not recognize the obvious.  They patiently explained that it was a grasshopper sanctuary.

 This list isn’t complete.  You can add others, I am sure.  Somewhere within us all is buried the child we once were.  Perhaps if we could re-connect with the child-like simplicity within us, we might take our first steps toward becoming Kingdom citizens as Jesus described it. 

Israel, Jerusalem and the End Times

 Israel is dominating the news again with the Hamas invasion and Israel’s declaration of war.

 Like many, I have visited Israel.  I have descended the path from the Mount of Olives, strolled among the shops, lunched on falafel with hummus and pita, walked the Via Dolorosa, prayed at the Western Wall, visited the Temple Mount and walked the ramparts of Jerusalem.

 There is no place on earth like Jerusalem, built on the southern slope of Mount Moriah where Abraham ascended with  his son Isaac beside him bearing a bundle of firewood.  It was here that God provided the sacrifice, a ram caught in the thicket over 4,000 years ago.  His descendants returned hundreds of years later after the Egyptian captivity and the Exodus.  The young king David chose Jerusalem for his capital 3,000 years ago and his son,  Solomon built the first temple. Jesus was crucified outside its gates 2.000 years ago. And it was here that He rose from the dead. It is difficult to sift through centuries of warfare and reconstruction to find the original sites and to imagine them as they were. 

 Alexander the Great conquered Jerusalem in 332 BC. The Romans in 63 BC. After demolishing the city in 70 AD, Rome rebuilt it in 135 AD. After Constantine, Jerusalem came under Roman Christian rule which included construction of the Church of the Holy Sepulcher, which was destroyed by the Persians 300 years later. In 638 the Caliph Omar captured Jerusalem and brought it under Islamic rule. The Dome of the Rock was built in 691 where Solomon’s Temple once stood.  Between 1099 and 1250 rule over Jerusalem shifted repeatedly between Muslims and Christian Crusaders ending with Islamic rule between 1250 and 1517.  For the next 400 years Jerusalem was ruled by the Ottomans until British rule was established in 1917 following WWI. The present state of Israel was created in 1948 following WW II and the Holocaust. Jerusalem was a divided city until Israel took possession of Old Jerusalem in 1967. In the light of this long history and current events, the words of Zechariah and the words that Jesus spoke only days before His crucifixion sound remarkably relevant. 

 Zechariah wrote, “It will come about on that day that I will make Jerusalem a heavy stone for all the peoples; all who lift it will injure themselves severely. And all the nations of the earth will be gathered against it,” (Zechariah 12:3).

Jesus said, "Jerusalem will be trampled under foot by the Gentiles until the times of the Gentiles are fulfilled.  There will be signs in the sun and moon and stars, and on the earth distress among the nations, in perplexity at the roaring of the sea and the waves,  people fainting from fear and the expectation of the things that are coming upon the world; for the powers of the heavens will be shaken. And then they will see the Son of Man coming in a cloud with power and great glory. But when these things begin to take place, straighten up and lift up your heads, because your redemption is drawing near,” (Luke 21:20-28).

Water of Life

 Perhaps somewhere out there some extraterrestrials are listening to Jimmy Carter’s greetings and Chuck Berry singing, Johnny Be Good on the recordings launched into space aboard Voyager in 1977. Voyager has left the solar system and is in interstellar space.  Or, maybe someday we will pick up alien radio messages like Jodie Foster in Contact. But, so far, the evidence indicates that life in the universe is precious.  Quite possibly, we are it. Although I have to agree that it makes sense there should be life somewhere out there.  Surely in God’s economy He would not create this vast expanse of universe and only create life on our small pebble.

 Scientists are searching for water again.  Not on earth, but in far-flung places in our solar system and the universe.  In their search for life on other planets they know that water is the key.  Where there is water, there could be life. Scientists have discovered a vast cloud of water in space containing 130 trillion times the water in all the seas and oceans on earth. (Space is a big place). The only problem is that it is 12 billion light years away.

 Whenever scientists search for life in the universe they search first for water.  Ellen Stofan, chief scientist for NASA said, “NASA science activities have provided a wave of amazing findings related to water in recent years that inspire us to continue investigating our origins and the fascinating possibilities of other worlds, and life, in the universe.” Water is the essence of life as we know it. Without it, life cannot exist.

 Most of us think little about water. We are more focused on beverages that tease our taste and promise a lift.  We take water for granted.  But water is the essential element for life. Humans can live weeks without food.  But living without water is another story. Most wilderness guides warn that we can only survive a  few days without water.

 Jesus knew this when He spoke about water.  He said, “Everyone who drinks of this water will thirst again; but whoever drinks of the water that I will give him will never thirst; but the water that I will give him will become in him a well of water springing up to eternal life,” (John 4:13-14).

 As important as water is to the existence of life and to our own physical well-being, there is another element even more important to the life of our soul.  Millions who have access to food, shelter, water and wealth are dying every day for lack of the spiritual water that can nourish their soul. 

 In John’s Revelation Jesus said, “ I am the Alpha and the Omega, the beginning and the end. I will give water to the one who thirsts from the spring of the water of life, without cost.”

 “Thus says the Lord who made you and formed you from the womb, who will help you, …  ‘For I will pour out water on^]the thirsty land and streams on the dry ground; I will pour out My Spirit on your offspring  and My blessing on your descendants;  and they will spring up ^]among the grass like poplars by streams of water,” (Isaiah 44:2-4).

Finding Denouement - Tying Up Loose Ends

Every time we attend a play, watch a movie, or read a book, we are looking for, and expecting denouement. Webster’s Dictionary defines denouement as “the final solution or untangling of the conflicts or difficulties that make up the plot or a literary work.  The outcome of a complicated or difficult situation or sequence of events.”

In Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet the denouement occurs when enmity between the Capulets and Montagues drives their beloved children to suicide.  In Les Miserables the denouement occurs when Jean Valjean rescues his adopted daughter’s fiancé from battle in the French Revolution. Simultaneously, he spares the life of his enemy, Javert, who, in despair, casts himself into the Siene and drowns.

 We all want denouement in our stories.  Whenever we read a book that leaves us hanging without reconciling the conflicts and questions raised by the telling, we feel unsatisfied.  Life, however, is not like fiction.  It does not always tie the loose ends into a neat bow at the end.  Often, we are left to live our lives with unanswered questions.

Yet the Bible offers us help.  The unanswered questions in our immediate circumstance can find meaning in the greater narrative found in its pages.  The Bible is, after all a story: the grandest of stories, from creation to consummation of the age.

 In his early adult years Joseph would have had difficulty predicting the denouement of his life.  In a rage of resentment and jealousy, his brothers sold him into slavery.  Finding himself a slave in Egypt, he was falsely accused by his master’s wife and thrown into prison.  Through a series of events in which he continued to demonstrate faithfulness and a gift for discernment, he was rescued from prison and rose to prominence in Pharaoh’s court. Years later, during a global famine, his brothers arrived in Egypt desperately seeking food. When they recognized their brother they had sold into slavery, they feared for their lives. But, with tears, Joseph embraced them and declared, “You meant it to me for evil, but God meant it to me for good.” 

 While we are in the midst of life we have difficulty predicting the outcome of the tragedies and disappointments that come our way. But in the end, the Master Author of life will write a denouement for those who put their faith and trust in Him. 

 The Apostle Paul recognized this when he wrote, “All things work together for good for those who love the Lord, for those who are called according to His purpose.”  As long as we love ourselves and seek out own purposes, life will continue to be a mess.  But, when we love God and are called according to His purpose, all things work together for good.

 Jesus provides the greatest example of this truth.  At the crucifixion, everything seemed to have fallen apart. Nothing good, it seemed, could come of this.  But the resurrection changed everything.  The empty tomb provided the greatest denouement in the history of man.