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What God is Like (Musings on the character of God) #5

Faith in his character… 

When I think about God my primary musings have to do with his character.  Though I have a great appreciation for his capability it’s his character that makes me love him. I don’t love him because he’s omnipotent, omnipresent or omniscient. I’m glad that he can do anything, is everywhere at once, and knows everything there is to know; but what makes him so loveable to me is his character. When he says he’s going to do something, he does it. He isn’t selfish, but loves to help us whenever we let him. He has an impeccable character. It makes me happy to sing: “Holy, holy, holy – merciful and mighty…”  He’s both merciful and mighty. He is capable and has character. But I love him not so much for what he can do (his might), but for what he’s like (his mercy)! Continue reading


What About Faith? (Part 2)

Faith includes noticing the mess, the emptiness and discomfort, and letting it be there until some light returns. Anne Lamott

“Trust for a miracle with all your heart” is not exactly what Solomon wrote. He did write, however, Trust in the Lord with all your heart” (Proverbs 3). Trusting in him helps me live peacefully with the tension between the two “wells” (suffer well and get well). Mature followers of Jesus can hold both ends in tension. Maturity is not having answers to all my questions about God, it’s having unanswered questions – maybe lots of them – and being able to live happily with the paradoxes and mysteries that come with a relationship with him. Continue reading

What About Faith? (Part 1)

We can know some of the principles on which God operates and thus can trust him despite appearances, but we are simply not in a position to know most of the relevant facts that would explain the specifics of his interaction in any given instance. Gregory Boyd

I prayed and prayed for my marriage to be healed. It wasn’t. I was pretty discouraged about that for a long time. It still puzzles me sometimes. I’ve prayed just as hard, as have so many others, for my healing from cancer. So far not so good.  Well, at this writing I still have a moderate amount of the disease hiding out in my blood even after enduring the dreaded bone marrow transplant. I’m not complaining, just identifying the reality.  Continue reading


[This is the third of fourteen passages that sustained me in the while in the dark.]

Psalm 37:3-9

3 Trust in the LORD and do good;

       dwell in the land and enjoy safe pasture.

 4 Delight yourself in the LORD

       and he will give you the desires of your heart.

 5 Commit your way to the LORD;

       trust in him and he will do this:

 6 He will make your righteousness shine like the dawn,

       the justice of your cause like the noonday sun.

 7 Be still before the LORD and wait patiently for him;

       do not fret when men succeed in their ways,

       when they carry out their wicked schemes.

 8 Refrain from anger and turn from wrath;

       do not fret—it leads only to evil.

 9 For evil men will be cut off,

       but those who hope in the LORD will inherit the land.

I camped in the Psalms (David’s Poetic Diary Set To Music) for many months. The poems legitimized my sufferings yet challenged my self-centeredness. This one in particular built a protective hedge around me and helped me make better choices than my lower person was tempted to make particularly during my divorce. This Psalm spoke directly to my fears, hurts, bitterness, and desires for revenge and gave me some wise counsel that I needed in order to chart a reasonably healthy course for my new future. Continue reading


[This is the second of fourteen passages that sustained me in the while in the dark.]

Though He slay me, yet will I trust him. Job 13:15

Besides Psalms, Job was my favorite book on which to muse while inside the deepest section of the tunnel.

I like to think of Job as the Bible’s “Biggest Loser.” He lost a lot of stuff in a very little time (his kids, his servants, his health…). If you’ve read the book, you know that he experienced emotional pendulum swings of intercontinental proportions. One moment he declared, “I know my Redeemer lives,” at another he moaned, “I wish I were never born.” I guess he was human after all. Continue reading


[Another random selection from the memoir I’m finishing up…]

We ignore the ambiguity that accompanies our finitude, and thus we claim to know what we can’t know. We reduce the unfathomable complexity of the cosmos to the capacity of our finite minds. When we do this, we invariably end up blaming God or indicting victims. Gregory A. Boyd

Any snappy explanation of suffering you come up with will be horses**t.  Anne Lamott

If you know me, you know that I like words. I like ones that you can find in the dictionary; but when I can’t find a real word that says what I’ve got on my mind, I like to make up some of my own. I call them, “Wigetisms.” Continue reading

The Day I Got My “Whatever” Back (part five)

At his beck and call…

This is my final post on “Whatever.” In the first four offerings… I confessed my hiatus from praying for “whatever” God wants and then how I returned to it as a default. Then I referred to a bunch of Bible passages that show God’s demand for “whatever” and his prerogative to do “whatever.” With that in mind, I talked about the “God Positioning System,” and how it assumes our “whatever” posture. Let me conclude with our ABC’s…

If you know me, you’re aware that I like acrostics and acronyms (I’ve never quite understood the difference between the two). For example, I’ve used ABC for years to summarize how a person might come to a saving relationship with Jesus (Admit, Believe, Commit). But I have devised another ABC for the one who has already come to believe in Jesus. It’s sort of a second story ABC for someone who wants to know how to proceed in his or her friendship with God and be a “Whatever Christian” – At his Beck and Call.

Since I got my “whatever” back – I’m at his beck and call.I’ll try to do what he calls me to do, and it shouldn’t take more than his “beck” to get my attention. (“Beck” is an old English word, the shortened form of beckon, which means a subtle gesture or mute signal like a nod or a slight motion of the hand.) I hope to live in such a way that he needs but to nod or look my way to get my attention and direct me to do whatever he has in mind.