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Who Was That Masked Man? (Avoiding Superficial Spirituality Part 2)


You did not recognize the time of God’s coming to you.  Luke 19:44

The Spirit searches all things, even the deep things of God.  1 Corinthians 2:10

I’ve been bemoaning the relative depth of my own commonplace Christianity and what seems so typical among many Christians and their churches. In my last post I talked about how we shut the door to exploring the realm and the Person of God any further than our initial salvation and have no expectation or intention of delving any deeper. God’s invitation to a deeper place begins with our dissatisfaction with the place we’re in.

After his resurrection Jesus made some curious appearances, including his stroll with a couple of befuddled believers on the road to Emmaus.

As they talked and discussed these things with each other, Jesus himself came up and walked along with them; but they were kept from recognizing him . . . we had hoped that he was the one who was going to redeem Israel . . . it is the third day since all this took place. Luke 24:15-16, 21

Strange episode. Right? They were walking with Jesus complaining to Jesus that Jesus was gone and wasn’t coming back! If that doesn’t depict us when we’re hot and bothered about something going on in our lives and interrogating God about why he doesn’t hear our complaint. Continue reading


What mentors do…

“The purposes of a man’s heart are deep waters, but a man of understanding draws them out.” Proverbs 20:5

Since I turned about fifty I gave myself permission to think and act like a “mentor.” Helping a number of young spiritual leaders in the City (San Francisco) is one of my most exquisite joys these days. I’m not so sure that the joy is mutual, since one of my young protégés calls me his “tormentor.” I have no plan except the Spirit’s scheme for each one, no curriculum but the Bible, and no agenda save that together we would become the most avid followers of Jesus possible. I say “we,” because my relationship with each of these various spiritual firebrands is truly symbiotic. It nourishes me as much as it does them, and probably more.

I try to provide sturdy enough shoulders for them to stand on and see further than they would without me. When they get a leg up and peer into the distance, way beyond my line of sight, I ask them what they see from up there. Invariably each of them sees things I’ve never seen. Together we see beyond. Continue reading