How did Jesus prayed for us to live?

Don't let the soft voice and the gentlemanly British accent disguise these powerful words encouraging us to live in light of how Jesus prayed for us to live from His High Priestly Prayer found in John 17.

What she said.

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More Context

On this past Tuesday, in response to reflecting upon my recent 20th year high school reunion, I mentioned that a subject, removed from its original context, has a much higher possibility of being misunderstood. This whole concept of a proper comprehension of context leading to a proper understanding of reality eventually got me to thinking about Western evangelicalism's representation of “the gospel”. (Completely logical tie-in, don’t you think?)

While I have linked a brief discussion on this subject before, it bears repeating that “the gospel” which many well-meaning, faithful saints define as “Jesus Christ died for my sins”, is in fact a statement removed from its larger, Biblical context. Because this statement of Gospel has been removed and separated from its greater context, a complete understanding of its proper interpretation and application runs the unnecessary risk of being hindered.

Tullian Tchividjian, senior pastor of Coral Ridge Presbyterian Church, speaks to this idea of a larger context in a 2009 Christianity Today article where he states that,

"The gospel is not simply the story of Christ dying on the cross for sinners. It also involves Christ rising again as the first fruits that will eventually make all things new. There is a universal dimension to the gospel."

A similar sentiment is repeated from another corner of the Evangelical world by Soong-Chan Rah in his challenging book, “The Next Evangelicalism: Freeing the Church from Western Cultural Captivity”. In his chapter on individualism Rah says that,

“Our understanding of salvation is contingent upon how we view what we are being saved from, namely sin and it’s consequences. When sin is limited to the individual realm and does not extend to the corporate realm, our understanding of salvation is also limited to the individual realm. Sin, therefore, is found only in the individual, not in structures and systems. The possibility of redemption, therefore, is also limited exclusively to the individual. A relationship with God limited to the private and individual realm ultimately limits our experience with God.”

In other words, we need to look at a context much larger than the individual in order to properly understand the subject of the gospel. Again, a subject, removed from its original context, has a much higher possibility of being misunderstood.

The Gospel is not a “get out of Hell free” card lying upon the grand Monopoly board of life. As long as you pick up the card, you can then go on living however you want. If you ever do get into trouble, just whip out your handy card and all is good.

The Gospel is not simply something that sinful heathens need so that they can become “good Christians” like the rest of us “upstanding church folk”.

No, the Gospel is a story, with implications both for the believer as well as the non-believer. That is not to say that it is merely a story, in some diminutive sense, but it is a story nonetheless.

Michael Williams, author, theologian and Professor of Systematic Theology at Covenant Theological Seminary says it this way in his 2005 publication entitled “Far as the Curse is Found: The Covenant Story of Redemption”.

“The Bible as a whole is best understood as a story or drama. To be sure, the Bible does more than tell a story. Scripture includes psalms, proverbs, songs, prayers, moral instruction and doctrinal reflection. But what holds all of it together, what makes it a unified revelation is the storyline, what theologians often call the drama of redemption. The nonnarrative pieces fit into and make sense only within their appropriate contexts in the biblical storyline.”

What we are talking about is an amazing, mind-blowing, borderline absurd grand narrative beginning in eternity past when God, within the wisdom of his own counsel and at the initiation of his own sovereign will decided to speak creation into being. He created all things in a set period of time and then pronounced over what he had created that it was good, very good even.

It was into this good creation that an Evil came and fractured what was good and right. In Genesis 3 we read the historical account of perfect creation, lost; perfect relational connection, lost; between man and woman, between humanity and its God.

Lost. Broken. Fallen.

Yet immediately following, we are introduced to the coming next chapter. In Genesis 3:15 we see the announced coming of One, referred to as the offspring or seed of the woman who will come and bruise the head of the serpent. Far beyond a mythical back story explaining why humans and snakes haven’t historically gotten along, what we witness here is the iron clad promise of One who is coming, this seed of the woman, who will ultimately defeat the serpent. This language of “offspring” is picked up again within a few short verses in Genesis 4:25 referring to the birth of Eve’s son, Seth.

Have you ever wondered why all of those genealogies are in the Bible? For example, you have Genesis 5, tracing the line of Adam and Seth through to Noah and his son Shem. Then picking up in Genesis 11 we trace Shem through to Terah, who was the father of Abram. Arriving much later at the New Testament, the very first thing we read in Matthew 1 is another genealogy! This time Matthew picks up with Abraham, who has had his name changed from Abram, and traces a direct link through 16 verses to Joseph, the husband of Mary.

So what’s the point? The point is that from the very beginning, we are heading towards Matthew 1:18, the birth of the long ago promised offspring of the woman as the cure for a disease which began in Genesis 3:15. The story we get from Genesis and the rest of the Pentateuch through the historical books, prophets and poetry of the Old Testament, point us towards that which is clearly articulated in the Gospels and subsequent pages of the New Testament. This Promised One is coming, not simply to give people a game board piece or to enable individuals who need a little extra push towards morality in order to be made fully whole. Rather, He is coming to defeat the serpent and to reverse, ultimately in its totality, the effects of that which was lost in the Fall.

This is a message far greater than the self help, Oprah spiritualism that masquerades as gospel in some communities of faith today.

What is God doing? He is telling us a story with one repetitive plotline. Things, people, creation, it’s all broken and He is about the business of restoring broken things to their proper, pre-fall places. Rather than an individualistic story of therapeutic feel-good, we are talking about nothing short of God’s reconciliation of all things to Himself through Jesus Christ.

In the next post in this series on context, we will seek to look at the “so what” implications of all of this and why it makes any difference at all in the way we live our lives.

Context is Everything

Over this past weekend I attended my 20th high school reunion. Honestly, it has placed me in a rather contemplative mood. There has been much taking stock and self-analyzing introspection, some of which I have had to toss and some of which has actually been pretty healthy.

To my wife (for whom I will not reveal which of her reunions we last attended, mainly because she knows where I sleep, unguarded and defenseless) this was one of the first times she had spent any extended time around this group of people with whom I shared much of my formative youth.

Afterwards, as we were driving away, having spent many hours reliving old war stories and laughing at tales of youth and immaturity (some of which I pray my children never, ever hear about) I asked her for her observations on the day.

“There was a lot of storytelling,” she replied. She went on to explain that at her last reunion (which shall remain numerically unidentified) she and her classmates spent much of their time catching up on life since graduation. They spoke of marriage, kids, careers, etc. With my class, however, we spent the majority of our time simply reliving the tales of a shared childhood, reflecting on a common heritage and experience.

5 random things my wife better understands about me after having attended my 20th reunion:

1. Why I like country music so much. (including why I know the words to every Hank Jr. song ever written.)
2. Why I have a serious aversion to certain beverages.
3. Why I can dance slightly better than the average (suburban, white, PCA) bear. (Thanks Roiant)
4. Why I should never, ever be trusted around unattended, classic muscle cars with keys in the ignition. (Sorry Lee. But, man, that car could fly.)
5. Why I still, after all these years, enjoy watching re-runs of “The Dukes of Hazzard”. (CMT, I owe you a debt of gratitude I could never repay. P.S. my wife hates you.)

What Susie received, as an outsider to this group, was a context which illuminated a greater understanding of the whole. In short, by taking in the greater context, she walked away with a greater understanding of her husband.

A subject, removed from its original context, has a much higher possibility of being misunderstood.

Honestly, all of this may completely bore you to death. In reality, however, acknowledging the relationship between right context and right understanding is vital to our overall comprehension of, well, pretty much everything.

Coming up next: I will attempt the intellectual, acrobatic high-wire act of connecting the above, quasi-ridiculous article with a somewhat more serious discussion of how an inadequate comprehension of Biblical context has led to an incomplete understanding of and application of the Gospel.

Wedgwood Circle, a unique take on patronage

It has become increasingly popular (thankfully, in my humble opinion) in Christian circles to speak positively of creating Art and culture, and of doing so from a uniquely Christian perspective. From pastors such as Tim Keller, Andy Crouch, Scotty Smith and others who ultimately stand upon the towering shoulders of Francis Schaeffer to artists like Bono, Andrew Peterson, Michael Card, Charlie Peacock, Makoto Fujimura, etc., many are promoting creativity as a mimicry of the Divine and the creation of beauty as a valid avenue of bringing glory to the ultimate King of Glory.

There are also some who are beginning to address the issue of creating environments of creativity, caring not only about the end product, the art, but also caring well for the artists. Wrapped up in this larger discussion is the interesting aspect of caring for artists by purposefully developing a market for their art. In other words, if artists are to thrive and help us as a society “see” what few in our increasingly frantic culture have the time or trained eye to see, then we must think through the creation of avenues by which artists may earn an actual living wage for their work. In other words, we are talking about the revival of a system of patronage.

Wedgwood Circle is one particular group pursuing just this kind of endeavor. Check them out.

If you are anything like me, your reaction will probably follow a similar path. Mild confusion – elementary understanding – utter disbelief – growing excitement – an uncontrollable urge to initiate something similar – an uncomfortable reminder that I am not, nor do I know any “high net worth investors” – low level depression – reminder that it is ultimately God who is the Author of all good things – and then my final arrival at a place of dependence upon the Lord to do what He will.

(Why must I always go through such emotional gymnastics before I arrive at dependence upon and rest in Him? Oh well, yet more evidence that I have not yet arrived. Man, and I thought the whole seminary degree had taken care of that one.)

Deep thoughts about Puerto Rican food

I like arroz con gandules.

I know that sounds strange coming from a white guy who grew up in South-west Alabama, especially since most people don’t even know what arroz con gandules is. Basically it is a rice-based dish from Puerto Rico made with pigeon peas. Every family function or special occasion includes this, the unofficial national dish of the island. And it is heavenly. Mmmm.

I also particularly like mofongo and lechon, both traditional Puerto Rican dishes. There is actually much about Puerto Rican food and culture that I love dearly.

I love the island and its slower pace of life. I love the people with their celebratory lifestyles. Absolutely everything is an opportunity to throw a party. And the music! I am firmly convinced that the true, complete and pleasing worship of the Triune God will never be fully realized until we begin writing more worship music with merengue and salsa rhythms. (said tongue planted only partially in cheek)

So how does a slightly red-neckish guy from LA (that would be lower Alabama) come to love the food, culture and rhythms of a small Caribbean island like Puerto Rico?


Well, in short, I fell in love with all of these things because I love a Puerto Rican. My wife was born in San Juan and much of her family still lives both in Rio Piedras and Caguas. Though she grew up much of her life in the States, when you stepped through the front door of her family’s home, you were in Puerto Rico. It is because of my love and intense affection for a particular person that I have become enamored with and have begun to develop at least an elementary understanding of the culture of a particular people.

And this concept got me thinking. If there are particular cultures or people groups towards whom I display a lack of understanding or even affection, could at least part of the reason be because I have not loved particular people well?

Rather than the fault being with “them”, and you can fill in your own blank with whoever this might be for you. It may be a particular racial group (Hispanics for example or maybe African-Americans), a certain segment of society, (maybe the mentally ill), a specific socio-economic group (perhaps the poor or maybe even the very rich), a particular affinity group (artistic types or free thinkers). Whoever our specific group may be, rather than finding fault with “them” for not conforming to our standards of whatever is “normative”, perhaps the weight of the matter rests upon the sad fact that we simply have not loved well.

I love Puerto Rico because I love a Puerto Rican. And it is because of my love for a Puerto Rican that a more fully orbed picture of the true Kingdom of God has been opened before me. A Kingdom that includes God-glorifying things like arroz con gandules and Merengue.

We are told in Scripture that there is coming A Day when we will all see this carried out to it’s fullest conclusion, when the King of Glory returns and people…

“from every nation, from all tribes and peoples and languages [stand] before the throne and before the Lamb, clothed in white robes, with palm branches in their hands, and [cry] out with a loud voice, “Salvation belongs to our God who sits on the throne, and to the Lamb!”

And when I picture this scene from Revelation 7, with no intended irreverence at all, I can’t help but hear the multitudes sing with a slightly Latin-infused rhythm. Come quickly, Lord Jesus.

Oak Mountain and La Quemada in the news

Oak Mountain Church is part of a larger community of people seeking to bring the light of the gospel into a world darkened by drugs, gangs, prostitution and abject poverty. And one of the coolest parts? This is not simply a one-time event motivated by a particular populations appeasement of their "affluent guilt" complex. There are a group of passionate, long-term committed, relational, sold-out-for-the-sake-of-the-nations type of people who are down here on a regular basis meeting the needs, not of "poor, helpless people" but of individuals created in the image of God, fellow image bearers.

Check out local news coverage of one recent event here.