living independently -- how to celebrate the 4th

The Declaration of Liberty is a promise which continues to be fulfilled by each generation.  The first installment was the Revolutionary War.  The second installment was the Civil War.   In the Revolutionary War this nation was blessed to have a leader who choose to become a Cincinnatus who would walk away from power when it would have been easy to hold it.  In the Civil War the nation was blessed in the person of Abraham Lincoln.   When I look over the life of Lincoln, I can see a man who found wisdom and learned the value of letting go of pride and the freedom of forgiveness.  

Some of his practical wisdom ... "We should be too big to take offense and too noble to give it."  When you look at his cabinet -- read A Team of Rivals -- and you begin to understand that only someone who could choose not to take offense could have worked with that team.   Lincoln also said  "I have always found that mercy bears richer fruits than strict justice." and "I destroy my enemies when I make them my friends."  Those ideas came to fruition in his 2nd Inaugural Address which he close with this amazing paragraph.

With malice toward none, and charity for all, with firmness in the right as God gives us to see the right, let us strive to finish the work we are in, to bind up the nation's wounds, to care for him who shall have borne the battle and for his widow and his orphan, to do all which may achieve and cherish a just and lasting peace among ourselves and with all nations. 

Remember that those were the words of a president who was winning the war - a war in which more Americans died than all of our other wars combined.  A war that left deep scars on the nation's soul.   What is profound is that Lincoln  embraced mercy when vengeance would have been so much more popular.  The great tragedy of the 19th century in America was the failure to choose mercy during Reconstruction.  The legacy of  Reconstruction was an impoverished South, Jim Crow, the KKK and a nation that called a grown man "boy."  I often wonder how different the life of the nation would have been if the high calling to mercy and restoration had been embraced by a war weary nation.

The prophet Isaiah wrote "He will judge between the nations and will settle disputes for many peoples. They will beat their swords into plowshares and their spears into pruning hooks. Nation will not take up sword against nation, nor will they train for war anymore." (Isaiah 2:4).  Jesus said  "Father, forgive them, for they do not know what they are doing"  (Luke 23:34) 

Peace is the lesson that the Lord would have us study -- He would have us perfect peace, not conflict.  He would have us practice mercy and leave justice to His wisdom.  Forgiveness is the heart of the Gospel -- it is what we need most desperately to receive, and it is what we most desperately need to give.

Keep the faith.
Richard

The Other Independence Day -- March 15, 1783

Very soon we will celebrate the 4th of July with picnics, parades, fireworks and a remembrance of just how extraordinary the Declaration of Independence remains. Some of us will think about the risks that its signers took -- placing their lives, their fortunes, and well being in the venture. As we celebrate, it's good to remember the courage and the blessing that the promise of the Declaration sets before the nation and the world. Each generation of Americans has invested that Declaration with greater meaning and brought its promises closer to fulfillment. It is a great blessing to live in a nation that declares as a foundational truth that all men are created equal and endowed by their Creator with inalienable rights. So many live in places where that promise is rejected out of hand.

We learned about Bunker Hill, Valley Forge, Trenton, Saratoga, and Yorktown in school. We learned something of the very dear price that was paid for making the first installment on the Declaration. Perhaps we understood something about the cost of freedom if we listened carefully and used our imaginations to walk in the snows of Valley Forge and face the years of defeat punctuated by improbable victories. It would be easy to see the story of the Revolution and the years that followed that culminated in our Constitution as a stream that just had to occur exactly as it did. It would be easy to believe that the Constitution had to follow the Declaration just as day follows night.

It would be easy, but it would be wrong. A quick read of history tells us that most revolutions fail even when they sweep the Ancient Regime aside. Most become dictatorships or worse. So much depends upon the character of the men who lead the revolution.

By 1783, Cornwallis had surrendered at Yorktown and the negotiations with England dragged on in Paris. The English still held New York and the Continental Army was still mustered at Newburgh to hold that English army in the city. Unfortunately, the Congress struggled with exactly how to pay the army and many of its officers were close to mutiny. By March of 1783 a full blown conspiracy to march on the Congress in Philadelphia and force it to pay back wages was well underway. One of its leaders was Horatio Gates who had been involved in the Conway Cabal, a plot to replace George Washington during some of the darker days of the Revolutionary War.

George Washington was informed of this conspiracy by Alexander Hamilton and met with the rebellious officers at the Public Building in Newburgh. The rebellious officers were sullen, but when Washington paused before attempting to read a prepared speech, to put on his eye glasses he said to them ..."Gentlemen, will you permit me to put on my spectacles, for I have not only grown gray, but almost blind in the service of my country." With that simple statement, the remembrances of shared ordeals and loyalty overcame anger. The heart went out of the conspiracy in that moment. The nation was saved from becoming just another banana republic with a dreary series of juntas and dictators to punctuate a sad history. We are a blessed people that when liberty stood on a knife's edge, good men remembered what they had suffered and sacrificed for. We were blessed to have a leader who knew humility is greater strength than boasting.

So as you celebrate the Fourth, think about George Washington's spectacles and how they saved us. We all need help remembering what the apostle Paul wrote to the church at Ephesus, "In your anger do not sin. Do not let the sun go down while you are still angry, and do not give the devil a foothold." (Eph. 4:26-27) When you find that your anger is capturing your heart, remember Washington's spectacles. There is always more that holds us together than will pull us apart -- if we are willing to see it.

Keep the faith

Richard

Lessons from the Plum Beach Lighthouse

The lighthouse at Plum Beach was built in 1899 and was 39 years old when the Hurricane of 1938 sent 30 foot waves crashing into the tower. The two light keepers survived by lashing themselves to the weights of the clockwork mechanism that rotated the light. But it was not the storm that nearly destroyed this lighthouse -- the building of the Jamestown bridge made it obsolete in 1941. Only the sea birds inhabited this mighty tower until 2003 when the restoration began. It now stands proudly and its light once again shines in the night.

In John 8:12 Jesus said "I am the light of the world, he who follows Me shall not walk in the darkness, but shall have the light of life." I think that those two lighthouse keepers understood just how desperately we must hold onto the light. The storms of life will come; they will threaten to sweep us away into that darkness. Only when we hold onto the light when all hope seems gone will we find just how precious the light is. The really neat thing is this -- as we hold on, He holds us all the closer. When our strength fails, His begins.

The neglect of this lighthouse after the bridge was built tells us that old victories will not win today's battle. The tower was abandoned to the birds, and sixty years of neglect was demonstrated in the 52 tons of guano that were removed during the restoration. Grace and mercy are like the crew that cleaned away the debris of neglect, restored the lighthouse to its purpose and turned its light back on. Grace and mercy rescue and make things new.

It reminds me of the Prodigal Son -- "But the father said to his slaves, quickly bring out the best robe and put it on him, put a ring on his hand and sandals on his feet; and bring the fattened calf, kill it and let us make merry; for this son of mine was dead, and has come to life again; was lost and has been found ..." (Luke 15:22) I see something of the Father's style in this brave lighthouse -- because it was loved, it no longer is covered in bird droppings, it has a fresh coat of paint (the best robe), it has a ring (its light is on again) and it stands proud again (new sandals). Each year hundreds of visitors celebrate its victory and restoration and capture its image from boats, cars and from the shore.

We can take a lesson or two from this brave lighthouse -- we must hold onto the light and God is in the restoration business.

Keep the faith

Richard

don't forget to remember ...

This week I found a copy of a concert video which features James Taylor and Carole King performing at the Troubadour. They had a collaboration through the '70's that defined the very best of pop music at that time. Watching Carole perform so many of the songs from Tapestry reminded me of the places where I first heard them -- Ames, Birmingham, Cape Cod, Bridgewater, ... and the good friends who are part of the memories of those places and times. Watching James do the magic with the songs that will always be his fills me with a joy that there really are some things that for all the changes remain charming and true. I do wonder which of today's songs will have the same power 40 years later.

JT introduced You've Got A Friend and reminded all of us that Carole allowed him to release the single while she was cutting Tapestry. He went on to say that he's had the opportunity to sing that song every night ever since then. I am convinced that the reason why so many of us love the song is that we all need a friend like the one in the song and we all wish that we could be as good a friend as the song promises. The song speaks to a need and gives us a promise that the need can be met.

In John's Gospel (John 15:15 and 15:13) Jesus told the disciples -- No longer do I call you slaves, for the slave does not know what his master is doing; but I have called you friends. Two verses earlier Jesus told them that -- Greater love has no one than this, that one lay down his life for his friends. I am convinced that the real reason why we all cherish this lovely song --You've Got A Friend -- is because it has an echo of a deeper truth and it speaks to that greatest love and our first and best Friend.

Keep the faith!

Richard

Sisters ...

Last weekend, I spent a lot of time with Emma and Lila. There are few things better than a Saturday spent with grand kids. The girls are coming up on their common birthday in just a month -- Emma will be four and Lila will be one. There will be great celebrating on the big day. This picture celebrates the heart of that shared birthday -- the simple joy of knowing that you will always have your sister's hand to hold, a best friend who will help you walk when the world is wiggly and someone who thinks you are just the most fun in the entire world. Sometimes we forget the great gift of sisters and brothers, of family, of friends and get caught up in stuff.

Shame on us, because we really do know better.

The really neat thing is that being the big sister who's keeping the wiggly world safe or being the little sister who honors you with trust are both needful. We all need that hand to keep us steady; and we all need to be needed.

Jesus talked about our need to be connected to each other in the 15th chapter of John's Gospel. He said ... I am the vine; you are the branches. If a man remains in me and I in him, he will bear much fruit ... I no longer call you servants because a servant does not know his master's business. Instead I have called you friends ..."

It's really all about leaning on Him, growing in His love, and letting Him produce fruit in your life. It's about putting your hand in His hand and letting Him make your world less wiggly. You can find joy beyond measure in letting your best friend help you walk.

Emma and Lila did.

Keep the faith!

a fresh look down memory lane ...

On Saturday, just because the promise of Spring exploded with 70+ degrees and sunshine, we drove to Newport to do the Cliff Walk. After parking at First Beach, I noticed these kids frolicking on the sand. It brought back so many memories of Sean, Cil, Pat and Becky playing on the beaches of Cape Cod.

It always started with running in the sand, then the shoes and sox were off. There was always a promise that "we're only going in to our knees." I always carried wet children home after they'd discovered that swimming was more fun than wading. We all knew how it would end; and it was part of the fun to see just how long they could hold out before the call of the water was just too much.

It's good to see that kids really haven't changed -- that there is nothing quite as much fun as a good run in the waves and flirting with getting completely soaked.

While we were in the Dominican, our friends in San Francisco de Marcoris taught us a song about swimming in the river of God. The verses say that I don't want to just get my knees wet, my shoulders wet; I want to swim in the river of God. We should be impatient with anything less than to be completely immersed in His love and His presence.

The apostle Paul wrote in Romans 8:14 - 16 "because those who are led by the Spirit of God are sons of God. For you did not receive a spirit that makes you a slave again to fear, but you received the Spirit of sonship. And by Him we cry, "Abba, Father." The Spirit himself testifies with our spirit that we are God's children."

I am mindful that as much pleasure as I took from watching my kids play on the beach and flirt with just how wet they could get, my heavenly Father takes so much more. He is watching to see just how deep we will get in the river of God's love. I know He smiles when we come up soaked in the Spirit!

Keep the faith

Richard

they that wait ...

In the movie Chariots of Fire, the Scot, Eric Liddell, preaches from the prophet Isaiah during the Sunday of the Paris Olympic games. The text is so familiar -- "yet those who wait for the Lord will gain new strength, they will mount up with wings like eagles, they will run and not get tired, they will walk and not become weary" (Isaiah 40:31) It is the marathoner's favorite verse and an encouragement to all who feel that they have given their all.

Recently, I had a chance to hear a friend talk about waiting on the Lord from a different perspective -- it isn't passively setting back and thinking positive thoughts. It is an active wait -- the kind of waiting that a birdwatcher in a blind engages in. You wait prepared, in a chosen place, because you expect to see a remarkable bird. Those sights are never seen by those who are not willing to rise early, to prepare and to set and wait. The reward is that you see what others miss. Photographers know the same truth about sunsets -- they pass quickly and only those who recognize the signs of a glorious sunset ever capture them.

On our return flight from the Dominican Republic, I found myself at Miami International Airport waiting for a flight back to Boston which was delayed because of East Coast weather. The windows faced west and I saw this glimmer in the sky -- there was a sliver of what is called the "golden hour" which back light the control tower. I spent the next half hour taking pictures of the glory that the Father shows us -- it renewed my spirit. If my heavenly Father provides such beauty which, like the lilies of the field, is here today and gone tomorrow, how much more will He show us when we spend eternity with Him! It is the certainty that greater things are coming; and that seeing Jesus face to face is greater than the most amazing moment we shall ever have on this planet continues to excite me.

At the end of the sunset, I saw a sky painted red and gold by my Father's hand -- He rewarded me for waiting upon Him and gave me the object lesson in active waiting. It is all about recognizing the signs of His coming and being ready to join in His work. If you don't look for the first signs of the golden light, you might just be in Starbucks waiting for a coffee when His handiwork is on display. As for me and my house, I want to see His glory -- I can get a cappuccino any day.

Keep the faith!


Richard



P.S. Remember the advice that Eric's father gave him ... "Run in God's name and let the world stand back in wonder"