The long road of life often leads me into unexpected places and doing unexpected things. This story begins September 6, 1999. But before I begin this story, I want to just say that being trained by the Lord for service in His Kingdom as a soldier in the “army of God” is an ongoing and continuous thing. In my recent web logs, I have related my concern over our new President and the kind of change he is going to be bring.
There are really two moral issues and positions that President Obama has that go against the natural order. When I say natural order, I mean nature and its operation as created by the God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob. And I do believe what the bible teaches that God created all things and that creation occurred just as the Bible outlines–God created the world in six days and he created man and woman and instituted marriage defined as one man joined with one woman. And both of these positions can be easily read and understood from the first chapters of Genesis.
President Obama has a different position on these two issues. They are the transposing of the priority of life with freedom. The choice of uncreating rather than building, destroying. He choices to support individual freedom over life in his position on abortion and perverting (polluting) marriage to include homosexual unions. Both are two things that our current President is going to push for. He may couch them in friendly terms like the Freedom of Choice Act (the actual name) and the Equality of Marriage Act (made up name). He does not call it marriage, but a union, just a word to mask the scope of this union which is equal to marriage. But make no mistake they are about legalizing abomination and perversion.
I will do what I can to fight against these two positions. My fight is not against President Obama or any other person that supports and is active in pushing these agendas. The fight is against darkness, and the enemy of God. I was fighting in this battle before I even knew I had enlisted in it. Back to the story that begins on September 6, 1999.
One last thing before I relate the details, in fighting these battles against legalizing abomination (passing laws to maintain current practice of killing pre-born babies that has been going on since 5 Judges decided it was a constitutional right for a mother to kill her unborn child 36 years and some 40 million deaths) and perversion (polluting) of marriage–I chose to fight them by encouraging the positive rather than destroying the negative. What I mean by that is. Rather than focusing on the evil of killing unborn babies and distortion of same sex coupling–I want to focus on building up positive things for supporting mothers and their “unwanted” babies and in building up God ordained marriage of one man and one woman in a life-long partnership. Being what Jesus has called us to be a light. Showing the way.
The story: On September 6, 1999, after two weeks of starting classes at Utah State University my work study job was scheduled to begin. I was assigned to do some work for the housing department, I did not know what kind of work I would be doing or where I was suppose to go. And I ended up in the wrong place and doing the wrong job–well at least according to what I was suppose to do. But looking back I think God had His hand in tweaking the details for His purposes. This work study job did provide a steady source of income for me and my family while I went to school, It was an immediate answer to pray–but there is more behind it. It would take nine years to see the fruit of that “tweaking” by God’s hand.
What was the job, well it was painting. I was painting and learning as an “apprentice” or assistant to a full-time painter to help him finish his work load. By the way the original job had something to do with janitorial or custodial work. So I began learning about painting while I went to school and for a total of five years gaining some skill as a painter. Another thing, this work study job was suppose to last for 4 months, not the five years I spent. Another detail that God arraigned that was not part of the original plan.
Anyway, through the course of working at housing for five years as a painter I became moderately skillful at the craft. It was not a glamorous position; One of my favorite shows on Television is called dirty jobs. Some would call it a dirty job. Fast forward to the late summer or fall of 2008. It has been four years since I have painted very much and since graduating from Utah State University in 2003, I have begun my professional career in geography. But in 2008 an opportunity came to my attention (actually to my wife’s attention) about doing a little painting for this new ministry that was going to be starting up and it had something to do with care net, whatever that was.
In my original commitment I had thought I was going to be assisting someone else with doing a little work here or there. Again I emphasis that I thought I was going to be assisting, well that is not how it turned out. In the end, I was “in charge” of the painting and the “expert”. I did not do all the painting alone others joined and helped, but much of the work I did alone. In the quietness of brushing paint on the walls on one of the last days, I heard a small whisper from the LORD, it was not even audible to my physical ears, but within my heart and mind, I could hear the LORD clearly tell me, all my years of working and learning how to paint was for this purpose on this day. God had placed me as a small piece to the puzzle in finishing His work nine years ago and had prepared me for this small task. I often freeze in wonder when I look at the purposes of God and have a been given another little insight into the truth he revealed nearly 2700 years ago to another servant, the prophet Isaiah, it is recorded in the 55th chapter. “my ways are not your ways”. Indeed they are not.
But that is not the end of the story, it is only the middle. Right now I am still working and learning new things, how can I know what preparations I am making now? And for what larger purpose they may be for? Recently another possibility as been glimpsed, a path I have thought about before, but only thought. Perhaps I am in preparation for that purpose now?
Now to my glimpse into the larger scale battle between the light and the dark. The battle as I see it is a battle between God and His creative works–including redemption and making each of us a new creature– that still continue and His enemy the destroyer, the apostle Peter called him a roaring lion on the rampage devouring whatever he can. Yes God’s creative work is still underway. From the Psalm, we know that God carefully and deliberately knits each life together in our mother’s womb. Modern science has a small glimpse into knitting things together. Consider DNA, two strands of coded information knitted together to form life. Humans can only play with altering life, God still is the only One that can create it.
Two important things, one God can not lie and second His enemy will always lie. If you consider a bucket of pure water as truth and a single drop of dust added a tiny lie. The enemy of God would like everyone to drink the entire bucket with the single piece of dust, because that is enough to frustrate God’s truth in life for a single person. Then next time the enemy will get you to drink a bucket with two or three pieces of dust, until finally you are drinking a bucket full of dirt convinced by the father of lies that it is water. And you sincerely believe it is water, but it is not.
Well this is the lie. Choice. Freedom. It is true that there is an element of truth that man was created as an independent agent with the ability to make choice. This is greatly emphasized in culture, but what is not emphasized is and is the lie that has crept into culture. The other side of the coin of freedom and choice is consequence. The lie is that choice does not have consequence. Consequence is not always negative, it is just what follows after a choice is made. In my story above, I had a choice to continue with the painting job after the 4 month work study job was over and continued to work as a part time painter. I could have chose something else and got another job, but I decided to stay on as a painter, The consequence was that I learned more about painting. I would call that a positive consequence (result). Other choices I have made have not had positive consequences, they have been “negative”. Too many to count here…
So in the battle of abortion, freedom of choice, as some have called it, and life, anti-choice, the new perspective of some; I am not one of the foot soldiers, but one of the supporting soldiers in the battle. In a sense I helped build one of the field hospital to help the wounded. Not every soldier is on the front line or in the heat of combat, many of us are just in supporting roles. That was my role. But now I have been enlisted in the fight once again in another supporting position. Giving positive encouragement to the front line soldiers (field medics) through prayer and in my case supporting my gifted wife in her ministry speak to the wounded women that walk through the doors in search of help. It is hard for me to share my wife with the world. I am selfish, but God is teaching me that although she is my wife and I love her dearly. She is also His daughter and as much as I love her, the love that God has for her is far greater.
And that is the second part of fighting in another battle against perversion or polluting of marriage. The battle against same sex coupling. One of the main arguments for allowing two men or two women to marry is that, marriage is so broken now any way, why not let others give it try however they want to. This is their way of fixing marriage. It is like saying the car is broken so we need to break it more and that will fix it. Does not make sense? So instead of spending my energy fighting against the manufactured right of any adult being allowed to marry whoever they wish; I focus my attention on keeping my marriage a priority and in trying my best to love my wife as Jesus loves the church (Ephesians 5). It is hard work, but effort that is worth it.
This may ramble a bit, but the highlight is I am in the fight as a son of the light, trying to shine the light of Jesus into a dark and foggy world in unconventional ways like painting a Center for pregnancy choices or by conventional ways like being the husband God has called me to be. By the way, the only way that either of those ways are possible is through my dependence on God and walking by faith. I recently was reminded that being a big tree in the Kingdom of God, does not matter that much. It is being a tree, and letting the fruit of God grow on you in abundance. It is not the size of the tree that matters, it is the amount of fruit that the tree makes. Of course without Sunlight and Water there would be no fruit. And it just so happens that God through his Son, the Light of the World, and the Living Water has just what any tree needs to produce good fruit. All the tree needs to do is tap into the never-ending abundant supply-and that source is Jesus.
