These are the days of your servant David rebuilding a temple of praise.


“But David didn’t build the Temple!” That was the argument of several people I’ve known throughout the years who refused to sing the song Days of Elijah. Some would straight up refuse to sing it. Others would attempt to change the wording of the song – These are the days of your servant Solomon rebuilding a temple of praise. OR These are the days of your servant David preparing a temple of praise.


But all of these arguments miss the point. Here’s my attempt to explain why.

In 2 Samuel 6 we see an amazing celebration and worship parade led by King David as the Ark of the Covenant is brought into the newly established capital city, Jerusalem. They’re sacrificing bulls. They’re shouting and singing and blowing horns. David is dancing around wearing a linen ephod (a priestly garment that wraps around the waist), admittedly humiliating himself in worship to God. Then when the party is over, everyone gets dessert and heads home.

BBQ, music, dancing, desserts – that’s my kind of worship service!

In the very next chapter, David cannot get over the fact that he is living in his luxurious palace while the Ark of God is living in a tent pitched out back. David gets it in his head that he should begin construction on a beautiful Temple, a house for God the likes of which had never been seen.

But God says no. God tells David through the prophet Nathan that God does not want David to build a temple for him. God doesn’t really care that he is “living” in a tent. The account from 1 Chronicles informs us that, the way God sees it, David has too much blood on his hands to build the Temple. So that task would be left to his son Solomon who would reign as king after David. But for the time being (the next 35 years or so), people would come to the Tabernacle to worship, to offer sacrifices, to receive prayers and blessings, and to experience God.

So David didn’t build the Temple.

But it’s not Solomon’s Temple we are trying to get back to.

Check this out. Many years later through the prophet Amos, God gave a promise that inspired this line from the song Days of Elijah:

“On that day I will raise up
The tabernacle of David, which has fallen down,
And repair its damages;
I will raise up its ruins,
And rebuild it as in the days of old;
That they may possess the remnant of Edom,
And all the Gentiles who are called by My name,”
Says the Lord who does this thing. (Amos 9:11-12 | NKJV)

It’s David’s tent, not Solomon’s Temple, that God promises to restore. But why?

Think of it this way. You probably have between 4 and 7 friends that you are super close with – your gang, your clique, your posse, your squad. You probably love hanging out with these people, and your time together feels natural, fluid, organic. It’s never forced or contrived. You share everything with each other. There’s no real leader. Everybody is an equal member but through no official channels.

Imagine one day, however, you decided to get organized. You hold elections and appoint a president, a vice president, a secretary, and a treasurer of your clique. You begin to schedule formal meetings where you discuss important squad issues, and someone takes minutes, and those minutes are then voted on for approval. You pay dues. You have an elaborate induction process for new members.

Doesn’t that sound just awful?

That’s exactly what happened when Solomon’s Temple was constructed. David’s Tent was a place of open worship. It was free flowing and organic. Sure there were priests, but other people could enter the Tent, too. David himself did on a few different occasions. It was a place where all people of all nations could come and experience God.

But then the Temple went up. And with the Temple came structure and organization and walls signaling where people could and could not go. Gentiles could only get so close. Women could get a little closer. Men could approach closer still. But only the Priests were allowed to enter the actual Temple structure. There was a separation between God and his people that wasn’t there before.

The kind of Temple we’re trying to get back to looks a lot like this:

This is what the early church father’s had in mind, too. In fact, they quoted that passage from Amos in Acts 15 when they were debating what to do with the gentiles. Did the gentiles have to become Jewish? No, because we are getting back to David’s Tabernacle, not Solomon’s Temple.

Paul would go on to say, “There is no longer Jew or Gentile, slave or free, male and female. For you are all one in Christ Jesus.” (Galatians 3:28 | NLT) All the dividing walls have been broken down, and everyone is allowed to come to the Temple to worship and experience God.

But where is this Temple we are rebuilding? Peter tells us: “You also, like living stones, are being built into a spiritual house to be a holy priesthood, offering spiritual sacrifices acceptable to God through Jesus Christ.” (2 Peter 2:5 | NIV)

We are the Temple. We are the Priests. We are the spiritual house to which the nations may come and worship freely and approach God without hindrance or obstruction.

These are the days of your servant David rebuilding a Temple of Praise.

I think so far 2016 goes down as one of the weirdest years on record.

I heard it said that the internet right now is either Pokemon or Racism. There is no in between. I think what gets me most is all the heated “debates” rampaging through social media outlets concerning race and gender and fundamental human rights.

I don’t think we are living in the darkest days of human history. VERY far from it, in fact. I think this is a pretty good time to be alive. We have amazing medical advancements that can postpone life and increase the quality of life like never before. We see social progress bringing more freedoms to more people than ever before. We’ve got supercomputers that we carry around in our pockets that we use to catch fictional monsters and share pictures of our food.

A lot of good stuff is happening.

But….it’s still not where it could be. I still see astronomical rates of homicides, suicides, abortions, poverty, police brutality, racism, drug abuse, child abuse, abuses of power and authority.

Life in the States isn’t terrible, but it’s a far cry from “Your kingdom come, Your will be done on earth as it is in heaven.”

Enter Ezekiel.

Ezekiel is a Jewish priest/prophet living in exile. Jerusalem has been overthrown, the nation of Judah is no more, and the Temple has been demolished. Ezekiel and thousand of other Jews have been carted off into a foreign land where the worship different gods and speak different languages and enforce different laws and follow different customs. Ezekiel could probably relate quite a bit to the Syrian refugees.

The situation is dire at best. The Jews are all but hopeless. Morale is waining, and people are beginning to give up on God. But God, through the prophets like Micah and Jeremiah and Ezekiel, reassures his people that he has not abandoned them, he has not forgotten them, he will deliver them.

So we have the book of the prophet Ezekiel preserved for us in Scripture. But Oh. My. Goodness. is it a weird book. Some things are just plain bizarre, like his visions of angelic beings that would be right at home in a Guillermo Del Toro film. Or when he saw “wheels in the sky” that sound just like that crazy UFO conspiracy theorist on the History Channel. And that’s just chapter 1!

I’ve heard it said that Ezekiel is so strange that many rabbis wouldn’t teach their disciples about the book until they were older because they didn’t want their faith to be shaken too much.

But then we have this story that is mentioned in the song “Days of Elijah.”

These are the days of Ezekiel, the dry bones becoming as flesh.

God takes Ezekiel out to a desert valley full of the bones of a long-dead army. Obviously, these are the bones of the losing side. And then something weird happens. You can read about it in Ezekiel 37:1-14. But here’s a video reenactment that I think is really cool:

What’s the one thing separating you from a dead person right now?

The human body is an incredible organism, a masterful piece of creation. Our bodies can survive for about 40-45 days without food (not that we want to test that out…). We can survive for about 3 days without water. But we can only survive a matter of minutes without air.

If you don’t breathe, you die.

So in the story, God tells Ezekiel to prophesy to the bones. And amazingly the bones come together, and muscles, tendons, organs, and skin begin to cover the skeletons. But they still aren’t alive. They can appear alive, but are still very much so dead.

Then God tells Ezekiel to prophesy to the wind. As the air enters their lungs, the formerly deceased soldiers come to life.

This is the power of God on display. Creation our of nothing. Order out of chaos. Light out of darkness. Life out of death. This is what God has been doing from the beginning and continues to do even today.

It’s interesting that the Hebrew and Greek languages both have one word that means 1) Wind, 2) Breath, and 3) Spirit. One word, three meanings, used interchangeably throughout Scripture. Where the Spirit/Wind/Breath of God is, there is life.

Ezekiel gets the message. And then he gives the message to the people of Israel. But it’s a message we still need to hear today. Those of us who have been baptized have also received the gift of the Holy Spirit – new life, the very breath of God bringing life eternal to our bodies.

And yet I look around and I see a lot of ancient battle fields full of the bones of the innocent. Battles are raging all around us, leaving casualties right and left. Do you see them, too?

I asked out Young Disciples class what they see as our “Valley of Dry Bones” in our communities. Here is what they said:

• Drug Addiction
• Alcoholism
• Low Education
• Racism
• Teen Pregnancy
• Bad Home Life
• Bad Attitudes/Pessimism
• Poverty
• Lack of Respect
• Don’t Know Jesus

Who am I to speak up about such weighty topics as violence, racism, gun control, and systemic injustices that disproportionately affect certain minority groups?

No one. I am just some twenty-something youth minister and would-be blogger. My circle of influence does not extend nearly as far as others. I don’t know how many people this post will reach or how many will take the time to read and ponder my own simple thoughts.

I am no one. And that’s kind of the point. Maybe we need more nobodies speaking up. If we leave all the speaking to those with built in audiences, then very few opinions are going to be genuine and heartfelt. We need more nobodies who are willing to speak their own minds, to voice their own thought-out opinions, and to slowly make a positive impact on the world.

I don’t know much. I don’t know how to fix the problems, but I know there are problems. I don’t know anything about guns, but I know that we can do better at training and equipping and screening. I don’t know how we can ensure that racism never enters into a police officer’s decision to fire his weapon or not. I don’t know how we as a society can band together to end the crippling cycle of poverty that leads to increased drug abuse and crime and high school dropouts. I don’t know how we can prevent mass shootings or hate crimes.

There is a lot that I don’t know.

But there are some things that I do know. And what I do know is pretty valuable toward finding solutions and raising our society out of this dangerous cycle of violence.

I KNOW THAT ALL MEN AND WOMEN ARE CREATED IN THE IMAGE OF GOD.


The story of scripture is clear from the beginning that all humans bear the mark of their Maker. Within each one of us resides the spark of the divine. Our skin, ethnicity, eye color, hair color, socioeconomic status, and pizza preference may be completely different. But there is nothing inherent within anyone that allows me to feel inferior or superior to anyone else. At our core, we are all God’s children.

I KNOW THAT DIVERSITY IS PART OF GOD’S PLAN.


We get a glimpse of heaven in the book of Revelation. And guess who’s there? Men and women from EVERY tribe, tongue, people, and nation are all gathered together praising God. Never once did Jesus turn his back on someone because of their race, ethnicity, background, or occupation. Jesus welcomed all. In fact, the apostle Paul made one of the most amazing statements I’ve ever read – “There is neither slave nor free, male nor female, Jew nor Gentile, for you are all one in Christ Jesus.” (Galatians 3:28) God wants ALL men EVERYWHERE to know him and to be reconciled to each other.

I KNOW THAT THE SHEDDING OF INNOCENT BLOOD IS PURE EVIL IN THE SIGHT OF GOD.


Some of the harshest words of condemnation are reserved for those who take the life of the innocent. God is in the business of preserving life no matter what.

I KNOW THAT THE FATHERLESS ARE OF PARTICULAR CONCERN TO GOD.


One of the hardest realities young black boys face is growing up without a father. Whether they are in prison or dead or off with some other woman, young minority boys are having to grow up without any fatherly presence in their lives. So they turn to older boys who get them caught up into gangs and drug abuse and violence. As a society we have downplayed the importance of fathers in developing healthy, functioning family systems. Remember, in biblical times an orphan was defined as those who had no living father, even if their mother was still living. All throughout the Old Testament God commands his people to take care of the widows and orphans. James, the brother of Jesus, says that true religion can be found where widows and orphans are cared for.

I KNOW THAT GOD HEARS THE CRIES OF THE OPPRESSED.


I cannot begin to imagine what it must be like to be a black man in the US right now. From my point of view everything seemed fine, but events over the last few years have revealed that things are far from fine. There continues to be some systemic racism infecting nearly every aspect of life for minorities. We have come a long way in the last 60 years, but we still have a long way to go. And if you ever wonder whose side God is on, you can bet that he’s on the side of the underdog, of the oppressed, of the disenfranchised.

I KNOW THAT GOD LOVES THE OPPRESSED AND THE OPPRESSOR.


One of the great paradoxes of grace is that God loves the victim AND the perpetrator equally. God loves the people who are oppressed and the people who are oppressing others. No where is this demonstrated more resolutely than on the cross as Jesus cried out, “Father forgive them!” Or when Stephen, the first martyr, petitioned forgiveness for those lobbing stones at his head. Or when God pursued Saul, the persecutor, and poured out his love and mercy on the very man responsible for the deaths of many Christ followers.

I KNOW THAT GOD ENVISIONS A DAY WHEN ALL VIOLENCE WILL END.


One of my favorite images from the prophets is when Isaiah shares a scene from the future God has in store for us: “They will beat their swords into plowshares.” Tools of death are melted down and refashioned into tools of life and produce. Jesus never promotes violence. In fact, he promotes an amazingly nonviolent response to violence by command us to “turn the other cheek.” Only in refusing to participate can we ever hope to end the cycle of violence that began so long ago.

I KNOW THAT THE CHURCH IS SUPPOSED TO BE A BASTION OF JUSTICE AND RECONCILIATION.


Emphasis on the “supposed to be.” We have failed hard at this over the centuries. But we have also had our own victories. When the church is fulfilling her purpose, it is a beautiful sight. The New Testament is clear that we the church have been specifically given a ministry of reconciliation. Bridge building is at the top of our To-Do list. When we get this right, when we welcome everyone with open arms, the world cannot help but take notice and act in kind.

OUR FATHER WHO ART IN HEAVEN,
HALLOWED BE YOUR NAME.
YOUR KINGDOM COME,
YOUR WILL BE DONE
ON EARTH AS IT IS IN HEAVEN.
GIVE US THIS DAY OUR DAILY BREAD.
FORGIVE US OUR SINS
AS WE FORGIVE THOSE WHO SIN AGAINST US.
AND LEAD US NOT INTO TEMPTATION,
BUT DELIVER US FROM EVIL.
FOR YOURS IS THE KINGDOM
AND THE POWER
AND THE GLORY
FOREVER AND EVER.
AMEN


COME, LORD JESUS.

How do you feel about rules?

I know for my own two boys (5 and 2 years old), rules are more like…weak suggestions. And the rules I have had to make for them are, well, weird. Seriously. This was a sentence that came out of my mouth directed sternly at my son. “No. We do not hit the cat with the spatula!”

It’s crazy what kind of rules we have to have in our household simply to function like normal human beings. Don’t climb the entertainment center. Don’t poop on the floor. Don’t hit people with your yo-yo. Really? It’s crazy to think that we only have these rules because these things happen.

I hope you have a healthier respect for rules and guidelines than my toddler and preschooler do. When I was a teenager, I didn’t quite understand why we had such stupid rules sometimes. I went to a private high school with a fairly strict dress code. We had to wear collared shirts, tucked in, with a belt, and long pants that were free from frays or holes. Guys had to have their hair cut short, and we couldn’t have facial hair. It seemed outrageous at the time, but now that I’m older I find myself automatically dressing that way much of the time anyway.

Society has to have rules. A society without rules or a way to enforce the rules quickly dissolves into chaos.

If you were establishing a new society, a new nation, completely from the ground up, what rules would you want to have in place right from the start?

Thousands of years ago we see God, through Moses, attempting to do just that. The Hebrew people were finally freed from the tyrannical grips of the Egyptian Pharaohs. God led his people out of Egypt and into the wilderness in order to establish a holy nation out of these former slaves. For four hundred years these Hebrews had lived in Egypt. It’s the only home they had ever known. And for all we know, they only knew the Egyptian gods. If they were to stand any chance of banding together to maintain a sense of national identity and commitment to their one true God, they had to have some rules in place.

But these weren’t just any rules. They were the defining practices of the people of God.

1. I AM YHWH, your God. You shall have no other gods before me.
Like I said, they had lived for over four hundred years in a nation that had gods for everything – a sun god, a river god, an agriculture god, a fertility goddess, a protector god, a creator god, a god of the underworld, and many more. So for the Hebrews to be taken out of that culture and commit to serving only one God was a huge deal. His name is YHWH, I AM. And he is the one and only God of Israel.

2. You shall not make for yourselves an idol or graven image to worship.
Again, from their context this was revolutionary. Not only did the Egyptians have hundreds of different gods, each god or goddess had their own representation, their own idol and temple. These idols could be carved and crafted, bought and sold, transported and destroyed. God was trying to break these Hebrews completely away from any semblance of Egyptian religion and identity. They were to be an altogether different nation, and it began with their worship.

3. You shall not misuse the name of YHWH your God.
It wasn’t uncommon to invoke the name of a certain god or deity in order to get what you wanted according to these ancient religions. This is actually the basis for magic. Spells, incantations, and potions were believed to have some power over the gods, manipulating them to bow to your own will. God made it clear to his people that this is not how he works. He does not deal in magic. He does not bend his will to ours. His name is to be kept holy and revered, not tossed around haphazardly.

4. Remember the Sabbath Day and keep it holy.
What kind of vacation time do slaves get? How many days off per week can slaves expect to take? None. Zero. Slavery is a seven-day-a-week gig. There are no off days. No down time. No rest. No relaxation. How awesome is it that this nation of former slaves have a mandatory day of rest built into their rule book? Good thing this one doesn’t apply to us today! I’m so glad we don’t have mandatory rest and time off. We have too much work to do. We are simply too busy to take an entire day off from any kind of work… Or maybe God still wants his people to take time out of their busyness in order to reconnect with him and with each other.

5. Honor your father and mother.
Since this one comes easily and naturally to all of us, we’ll just move on to the next one…

6. Respect and preserve life – all life. (Do not murder)
Worded a little differently, but it gets at the meaning behind the command not to murder. See, Jesus came along and made it very clear that even though we don’t kill that one obnoxious neighbor of ours, when we harbor hatred and resentment we are still guilty of breaking this command. This has less to do with taking lives (which is WRONG – don’t go killing people!) and more to do with recognizing the image of God in all people and acknowledging their intrinsic value as a human being. When we belittle, ridicule, cut down, or write off the person next to us, we have not fulfilled this command.

7. Be loyal and faithful to your spouse and your family. (Do not commit adultery)
Again, Jesus told us that even if we lust after someone it’s like we are committing the act in our hearts. Loyalty to your wife/husband is incredibly important on many different levels. Strong family units are at the core of God’s society, and nothing tears those families apart like adultery and divorce. And unlike many ancient societies, this command applies equally to both men and women.

8. Respect the property rights of others. (Do not steal)
It’s one of the earliest social rules we try to teach our children – don’t take things that don’t belong to you. It seems so simple, and yet we still have to lock our houses and cars. We still need passwords for everything. We have alarm systems and armored money transport trucks. If it doesn’t belong to you, don’t take it. Plain and simple.

9. Speak the truth about and to others. (Do not bear false witness)
God’s people are to be people of truth and integrity, not those who spread rumors and gossip and slander. Satan is called the father of lies. So we speak the truth in love to a world drowning in lies and “misinformation.”

10. Be content with the blessings God has given you. (Do not covet)
Speaking of lies, one of the oldest lies in the book is that God is holding out on us. The truth is that God has given all of us much more than we could ever have dreamed. We are blessed beyond belief. And yet companies continue to pour billions of dollars into advertising each year with one goal – to make us discontent. And it works! We are the most materially blessed society in the history of the world, but we are probably the most discontent. We always want more and more and more. God’s people should learn contentment. That is one of the greatest things we could ever gain.

With these ten rules, God began the process of establishing his own holy nation. They were to be a people fully devoted to God, governed by God, serving God, worshiping God, and telling the world about God. They were to be righteous and holy, just like God is righteous and holy.

The problem was…they couldn’t do it! They never got it right. They were breaking the commandments even before the last letter was chiseled in the stone. They couldn’t ever figure out this whole righteous living thing. And then Jesus came along and told us that unless our righteousness surpasses that of the Pharisees and teachers of the law, we will by no means enter the kingdom of God.

What?! If they couldn’t do it, how can we?

You see, the problem is that we get it all backwards. We don’t become righteous by following God’s laws. The good news is that we can be made righteous before God first. And then we are enabled to better obey his commands.

“God made him who had no sin to be sin for us, so that we might become his righteousness.” 2 Corinthians 5:21.

We aren’t made righteous before God by obeying his commands. We are made righteous before God by believing in his son. And once we believe, then we can begin to obey.

What’s even better is that the commands are not impossible. There were 613 different commands given in the law of Moses (Genesis, Exodus, Leviticus, Numbers, Deuteronomy). Those can be condensed down to the 10 Commandments. But even those can be condensed down to two commands, the greatest commands:
Love the Lord your God with all your heart, soul, mind, and strength.
Love your neighbor as yourself.

That’s it! That’s all there is. Granted, fulfilling those two commands can be enough to keep you busy for a lifetime. But that’s what God asks from us. That’s what Jesus commanded us to do. We don’t love in order to become righteous. We are made righteous so that we can truly know what it is to love God and to love others.

It’s time to get busy, church.

These are the days of your servant Moses, righteousness being restored.

“His divine power has given us everything we need for life and godliness through our knowledge of him who called us by his own glory and goodness.” (2 Peter 1:3)

Imagine a world in which everyone used to follow the same religion as you. You can remember a time when people served God, went to worship, and were generally good people. You knew what you could expect from people because nearly everyone held the same worldview. Your national identity was closely tied to your religious practices and stories.

Can you imagine that? Well, then imagine that one day things begin to change. You hear people talking less and less about God and more and more about foreign religions. Rather suddenly there is an influx of new ideas, worldviews, and religious teachings. People still claim to be faithful to your God, but they also start to include other gods and rituals in their faith – besides, all religions are the same, right?

As time goes on, you hardly recognize your own nation anymore. Things changed so badly in such a short amount of time that it leaves you feeling alone, isolated, holding on the whatever remnants of faith that you have left. But by and large it feels like nobody cares about the faith that everyone used to hold dear. Now you question if there is anyone else left. Are you it? What can you do? Has God abandoned us? Has God lost? Does God even care about us? Is God going to just let this happen? Should I follow the crowd and call it quits?

Does this sound familiar? Because I’m not necessarily talking about 21st Century United States. I’m talking about 9th Century BC Israel.

Things hadn’t ever been perfect in the northern kingdom of Israel. All their kings had been corrupt and did evil in the sight of the Lord. But then came King Ahab who did more evil than all the kings before him. What did he do that was so bad? He married a girl from Tyre who worshiped Ba’al. Her name will live in infamy – Jezebel.

Now Ahab didn’t go so far as to dismantle completely the worship of YHWH. But he did let Jezebel talk him into ALSO worshiping Ba’al, the Canaanite god of rain, agriculture, and fertility. They still worshiped God, but they also began to worship Ba’al and to rely on him to send the rains needed for a successful harvest.

And see, that’s a problem. It is clear to us that those idols are really no gods at all. There is no God but YHWH. When Israel began relying on Ba’al for the rains, they were essentially falling into a sense of self-reliance. We cannot serve both God and ____(fill in the blank)___. We cannot serve God and Ba’al, or God and money, or God and Buddha, or God and “progress,” or God and sports. You get the point.

So God raised up Elijah to be his voice to the people. Elijah’s own name was itself an indictment agains the people of Israel. Elijah means “YHWH is God.” And in epic fashion atop Mount Carmel, his name was proven true. God showed up in a BIG way and proved that Ba’al was no god at all (1 Kings 18).

Boom. Drop the mic, exit stage left. Game over. Ba’al got pwned.

Elijah went on to be the hometown hero, the amazing super-prophet that everyone loved and cheered for with his own talk show and energy drink. Right? Not exactly. In the very next chapter we see Elijah running for his life on the opposite end of Israel because Queen Jezebel Lannister put a bounty on his head.

Elijah went into a deep depression and even felt suicidal at one point. Not because he was defeated, but because he felt alone in his victory. It wasn’t enough for God to show up in an epic way. Elijah felt like he was the only one left actually worshiping YHWH. Yeah, he may have won the battle, but for Elijah the war was far from over. His war was internal. We see that even for Elijah, God’s presence wasn’t enough. He wanted more. He needed to know that he was not alone, that his life still had purpose, that he wouldn’t be some one-and-done kind of prophet.

I know I can relate to Elijah. Some of the hardest days in my life have followed on the tail winds of an epic spiritual experience – a mission trip or a summer camp or some other spiritual high. God shows up in a big way, and hundreds or even thousands of people are worshiping him and experiencing his power. And then I go back home and collapse inward, believing the lie that I’m alone.

God gives Elijah a wake-up call that I know I have needed and many occasions. God sent hurricane force winds, and an earthquake, and a raging fire – but God was not “in” any of those. So often we look for God in the big production, the stage lighting, the sound systems, the charismatic speakers, the emotional drama skits, the mountain-top experiences. And it leaves us feeling empty.

We all, like Elijah, need to know that God can be found not in the show but in the silence. We need to learn to rest in him and to find him in the boring, the mundane, the common everyday experiences.

God then reveals to Elijah that he is not alone. There were still 7,000 people back home who had not bought into Ba’al worship. There were 7,000 people who were still devoted to YHWH alone. Elijah did not have to fly solo. No mission from God is ever a solo mission.

But then God turns right around and sends Elijah back into the fray. His pity-party is officially over, and it’s time to get back to work. I think God’s mission in Israel was so important that if Elijah didn’t go, God would have found someone else. God’s will is going to be accomplished, and he is looking for people to partner with him, not to do it on their own.

As I look at the story of Elijah, I am convinced more and more that these truly are the days of Elijah. We need more men and women who are willing to declare the word of the Lord to a world that is increasingly hostile toward that word. We need men and women who are willing to stand up for what is right no matter what it may cost them. We need men and women who will be there for each other and reassure each other that we are not alone. We are all in this together. And it is only by working together and partnering with God through the ordinary, mundane, common life experiences that we can truly begin to change the world for the better.

Did you know that some researchers claim that there is a missing book from the early days of the Christian movement? It’s called Christianicus. This book, which was supposed to be contained in the holy canon, was somehow ousted by a group of progressive radicals. They claimed that the laws, regulations, and restrictions in Christianicus were too contrary to the recorded teachings of Jesus. They claimed that there was too much similarity between Christianicus and Leviticus of the Hebrew Scriptures.

Unfortunately, this small progressive movement was out-voiced by the larger, more powerful fundamentalist group. Most early churches wanted Christianicus included in the canon. After all, it held all the rules and regulations for an orderly worship, specifying who can perform which tasks at which time and place. It laid out the plan of salvation in nice, clean steps that anyone can follow and obey. It also, according to tradition, included strict warnings that anyone who strayed from the patterns and teachings found within this document would have their names blotted out of the Book of Life.

So what happened to Christianicus? As the time for official canonization drew closer, the smaller freedom movement began to gain a lot of traction. When the documents were voted Christianicus missed the cutoff by a slim margin of votes. The document lost popularity, and eventually all known copies were lost to history.
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And you must know that the above story is completely made up.

Seriously. I just spent about 10 minutes fabricating those paragraphs. There is nothing historical or factual about anything you just read.

But it sounds credible, right?

I read through Leviticus recently. The entire time I was reading it I couldn’t help but think how nice it would be to have a document like this for Christians. Wouldn’t it be great to have all the rules and regulations spelled out completely for us? Wouldn’t it be nice not to have the perpetual “worship wars”? Wouldn’t we rather know exactly what to do, whom should do it, and when, and where?

The fact it, we don’t have anything close to that.

Some well-intentioned men have throughout the centuries attempted to reconstruct the fabled Book of Christianicus by piecing together snippets of Paul, Jesus, Luke, and John (usually in that order). They search and study until one day – Eureka! – I’ve found THE pattern of worship! or THE pattern of salvation! It was here all along in plain sight. Anyone who reads these fourteen verses (pulled from different books and different contexts) can clearly see and understand this plan. It’s not rocket science!

No, it’s not rocket science. But it is bad exegesis.

The problem is we WANT a Leviticus for Christians. Some of us NEED a Leviticus for Christians. We have to know that we are right on every little detail, especially in regards to our Sunday morning gatherings. We have such a strong desire to get things right that we apply a phrase from Leviticus to just about everything Paul might say: “This statute is a command forever, throughout all the generations.”

Paul never said that. Paul never came close to making such claims. Paul never attempted to lay out the demands of the new covenant between God and his people – which is essentially what the books of Leviticus and Deuteronomy are. Only Jesus did that. He said, “This is the cup of the new covenant – my blood which is poured out for you.”

The thing about a covenant is that each party is expected to uphold their end of the deal. God rescued the people of Israel from Egypt and promised to care for them, prosper them, and lead them into the promised land. What was Israel’s part of the covenant? Read the last half of Exodus all the way to Deuteronomy. They had approximately 613 commands to keep.

Jesus made a new covenant. He would shed his blood on the cross, die for our sins, be resurrected, and grant us the same resurrection and eternal life with God. So what’s our end of the deal? “A new command I give you – love one another as I have loved you.”

Jesus fulfilled Israel’s end of the covenant. He kept the human side of the Law perfectly. The old covenant has been fulfilled. The new covenant, the lasting, eternal covenant only demands one thing on our end – LOVE.

God tried giving the people of Israel a Leviticus. It didn’t work so well. He DIDN’T give us a Christianicus. It wouldn’t work well, either. So let’s stop trying to recreate a document that never existed in the first place.

Love God. Love each other. That should keep us busy enough.

There’s a bizarre, troubling story found in Leviticus 10. It goes something like this:

The newly formed nation of Israel has exited Egypt in epic fashion thanks to their God, YHWH. God leads them down to the the same mountain on which he first appeared to Moses – Mount Sinai. The tribes of Israel are encamped around the base of the mountain while God gives the constitution, the bill of rights, and the basic laws of the land to Moses and Aaron. God goes into incredible detail of how the Tabernacle was to be built, where to place the furniture inside the Tabernacle, how the priests are supposed to dress, how the animals are to be killed and sacrificed. It’s riveting material that just keeps you on the edge of your seat.

Finally in chapter 10 of Leviticus there is a shift from Law to Narrative. Everything is ready to go. The Tabernacle has been set up, the furniture arranged, the priests purified – Lights, Camera, Action!

Well, first things first – Lights. Nadab and Abihu, the eldest sons of Aaron, kick things off by lighting the altar of incense. And that’s when things go downhill quickly. It’s the first official act of the priesthood in the Tabernacle and – boom! – they are struck dead. It’s disastrous. Tragic. Shock. Dismay. Mouths hanging open. Eyes wide and unblinking.

Did that really just happen?

God fills them in on a little key piece of advice: “Among those who approach me I will be proved holy; in the sight of all the people I will be honored.”

Turns out that Nadab and Abihu had grabbed the wrong incense or lit the fire incorrectly or…something. It simply says that the offered “strange fire” that wasn’t “authorized” by God.

…And that’s why we can’t have instruments in worship today.


Seriously.

I can’t tell you the number of times I’ve heard this story given in order to defend the use of a cappella style singing in worship. Instruments aren’t “authorized” just like the fire/incense these guys burned was not “authorized.” If God had wanted instruments, he would have “authorized” them.

I think we may have missed the point.

We may not be given the specifics of what they did or why it upset God so much, but it had more to do with their attitude and their regard for that which is holy than it did their own personal preferences. It’s not like they thought to themselves – You know, I think this incense smells WAY better. Let’s just use this. No one uses that old one anymore.


No. The thing I never noticed about this story before was what God commanded immediately afterward:

“You and your sons are not to drink wine or other fermented drink whenever you go into the tent of meeting or you will die. This is a lasting ordinance for the generations to come.”

They made a choice beforehand to get drunk before performing their priestly duties. They didn’t take their responsibilities seriously enough. They were not of sober mind and body when they approached a holy God. It’s as if God is thinking – I can’t believe I have to make this a command. It should go without saying. Don’t drink on the job!


We understand this. We don’t want police officers, fire fighters, ambulance drivers, teachers, doctors, electricians, etc., drinking while on the clock. Why? Because we can’t be trusted when we’re drinking.

The point is not that drinking is a sin. The point is holiness, reverence, and taking our responsibilities before God seriously. God made this command for his priests so that they wouldn’t lose their senses. He wanted them to be able to perform their tasks to the best of their ability. And his didn’t want them to become discredited among the people.

Who’s going to listen to a drunkard about the things of God?

Who’s going to listen to the class clown about religion?

Who’s going to be won over by a bunch of people who don’t take their faith seriously in the first place?

So when we investigate this crime scene, we find that it was the blood-alcohol level that got these two into trouble long before they offered that “strange fire.” It was their own indifference and indiscretion that got them killed.

One thing I’ve always wondered is how the Hebrews got themselves enslaved in Egypt. Everything seemed to be going so well for them there, but then suddenly -BOOM- 400 Years a Slave. What happened? Where was God? Why did he allow his people to become slaves in a foreign land?

As you finish reading Genesis and begin the book of Exodus, there are two passages that I think make an interesting side by side comparison:

Then Joseph said to his brothers, “I am about to die. But God will surely come to your aid and take you up out of this land to the land he promised on oath to Abraham, Isaacand Jacob.” And Joseph made the Israelites swear an oath and said, “God will surely come to your aid, and then you must carry my bones up from this place.” (Genesis 50:24-25)

Now Joseph and all his brothers and all that generation died, but the Israelites were exceedingly fruitful; they multiplied greatly, increased in numbers and became so numerous that the land was filled with them.

Then a new king, to whom Joseph meant nothing, came to power in Egypt. (Exodus 1:6-8)

Do not let your hearts be troubled. You believe in God; believe also in me. My Father’s house has many rooms; if that were not so, would I have told you that I am going there to prepare a place for you? And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back and take you to be with me that you also may be where I am. (John 14:1-3)

I must make a confession.

I’ve never read the Bible all the way through.

All told I’ve probably read a good 80-90% over my lifetime, but never cover to cover. Some books I’ve spent months at a time doing in depth study and research. Other books have gotten hardly more than a quick skim as I’m looking up one particular verse.

But with the new year I’ve set a goal for myself. I’m going to read the Bible completely and thoroughly. Not because I feel obligated in any way. But because we may never know what hidden gems are buried in Holy Scripture – those treasures hidden in a field, those pearls of great price, those fresh-air insights. As I read I am going to try to keep track of some of the bigger ones I’ve never noticed before.

And no, I’m not following any reading plan. I’m reading at the same pace I would any other book. I don’t set out to read so many chapters a day of the latest Dean Koontz novel. So why would I treat the Bible differently? But I have made this part of the goal – I’m not reading any other book until I’ve completed the last chapter of Revelation.

Anyway, on to one of those interesting tidbits in Scripture I’ve never noticed before. I’ve read Genesis more times than I can attempt to count. It’s one of the richest books, in my opinion, as far as plot, character development, and so on. Each character is so real, so vivd, so relatable. There are layers upon layers of personality.

This time through the book, the character of Jacob really stood out to me. Jacob didn’t want to believe in God. He didn’t want to follow God. He didn’t want anything to do with God. But God had other plans.

In his early years Jacob was not a nice guy. He was that character you love to hate. He was wimpy, whiny, manipulative, and heartless – especially towards his own family.

He knew his father, Isaac, served the God of his grandfather, Abraham. But early on Jacob didn’t want anything to do with this God. In what was his darkest hour Jacob steals the blessing from his older brother. I don’t have time to go into detail about what the blessing was or why it was significant, but this was a BIG deal.

Anyway, Jacob, posing as Esau, brings Isaac some stew. When Isaac asked how he got back so quickly, Jacob said “The LORD your God gave me success” (Gen. 27:20). He knew the God of Isaac, but he didn’t even pretend to claim him as his own God.

After Jacob stole the blessing away from Esau, he left home on the run from his brother. You can add “coward” to the list of descriptors. But while he’s on the run from his brother after deceiving his father and stealing what was not his – in the middle of all THAT – God appeared to him in a vision. God revealed himself to Jacob and promised to bless and protect him.

Even though Jacob had no interest in pursuing God, God pursued Jacob. God didn’t wait for Jacob to confess his sins and repent. He didn’t wait for Jacob to realized what he had done. He didn’t wait for Jacob to call out to God for deliverance.

God pursued Jacob.

And he wouldn’t take “No” for an answer.

After that vision, Jacob is still hesitant. He tries to strike a deal with God. “If God take care of me, meets my needs, and keeps me safe, THEN he will be my God.”

Even after that Jacob is quite the fence-sitter. He still tries to manipulate people to get what he wants and he still allows idols in his household. Finally, God had enough. He actually came down and had a physical altercation with Jacob. They fought and wrestled until Jacob finally learned his lesson – God is not to be toyed with. You’re either in or your out.

It took seeing God face to face and hours of wrestling with him, but Jacob finally committed. And his name was changed to Israel.

Jacob never pursued God. But God never quit pursuing Jacob.

And perhaps that’s one of the most hope-filled lessons in all of Scripture. God pursues man.

Jesus would tell similar stories about a shepherd who would not give up on his lost sheep, a woman who would not give up on her lost coin, and a father who would not give up on his lost son. God doesn’t give up on lost people.

God will pursue us, even when we don’t pursue him.