I did know the guy who prayed before they
took up an offering. He did an admirable
job, too. I told him after the service
that I was particularly impressed with his comments before he prayed. One thought he expressed was, “Why do we
pray? It’s because we have a job to do
that can’t do ourselves.” That’s some
deep spiritual thinking there.
The sermon was from, of all places,
Nehemiah. I just finished a long series
from there. The Jews had begun
rebuilding the wall of Jerusalem, and were facing some pretty stiff antagonism
from their neighbors. When they stepped
back to take a look at what they had accomplished, all they could see was a big
pile of rubbish and barely half a wall.
The cry of Nehemiah was that they change their focus. They were not looking at a pile of rubbish,
but instead a storehouse of building materials.
And it wasn’t “just half a wall.” They were more than halfway to accomplishing
their goal. It was cause not for
depression, but for encouragement, for renewed dedication to the task at hand. I like Nehemiah. He’s an eternal optimist like me. The glass is half full, not “nearly empty.” Be encouraged. God is at work all around us. We just need to open our eyes and keep our
focus on him. Good stuff.
Nehemiah 4:14 says, “After I looked things over, I stood up and said to the nobles, the
officials and the rest of the people, ‘Don't be afraid of them. Remember the
Lord, who is great and awesome, and fight for your brothers, your sons and your
daughters, your wives and your homes.’”
What a week last week was. The Boston Marathon bombings. The West, Texas explosions. But from the chaos I heard several of the
best words of encouragement. From Mr.
Rogers’ mother (yes, the TV Mr. Rogers) we heard, “When you see bad things
happening, look for the helpers.” Focus
on the right things.
From good old Nehemiah I heard, “The work is extensive and spread out, and we
are widely separated from each other along the wall. Wherever you hear the
sound of the trumpet, join us there. Our God will fight for us!” (4:19-20). Pull together in unity and God will join us.
And finally, I heard a prayer at that
church I visited that was one of the best I have come across in a long time:
“Father, we are horrified by the tragedies
we see around us in Boston, in West, and all over our country. Don’t let us become the hate we see and
hear. Amen.”
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