You don’t choose how you’ll die

You don't choose how you'll die {lisanotes.com}

“Everyone knows they’re going to die,” he said again, “but nobody believes it. If we did, we would do things differently.”
   So we kid ourselves about death, I said.
   “Yes. But there’s a better approach. To know you’re going to die, and to be prepared for it at any time. That’s better. That way you can actually be more involved in your life while you’re living.”
– Mitch Albom, tuesdays with Morrie

Most of us won’t get to choose how we’ll die. A disease, an accident, a bodily malfunction.

  • For my mom, it was complications from Alzheimer’s and her refusal to eat not one more bite.
  • For my dad, it was lung cancer, even though he barely believed it even as it was happening.
  • For my baby, it was a cystic hygroma and underdeveloped lungs.

And most recently, for Lindsey, a strong young man until a year ago, it was a complete shutting down of all his muscles, eventually diagnosed as “progressive muscular atrophy.”

But just as his mom phrased it Sunday night, “now that Lindsey is well,” I know also that my mom is well, my dad is well, my baby is well, and one day I will be 100% well, too, in every way.

I just don’t yet know the form my crossing over will take.

Physically, that is. I do know the spiritual one.

I know it was a cross—a chosen one—and I know it has already taken me from death to eternal life (John 5:24).

Jesus chose to die that way . . . so I could live this way.

I recently finished reading tuesdays with Morrie, a true story of Morrie Schwarz’ death from ALS and his weekly conversations with his previous college student Mitch Albom. While it wasn’t a Christian book per se, the principles that Morrie spoke of often had Jesus intrinsically written all through them.

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Listen for truths here about life, death, God. (Quotes from Morrie Schwarz by Mitch Albom)

“The most important thing in life is to learn how to give out love, and to let it come in.”

“Sounds like a wrestling match, I say.
‘A wrestling match.’  He laughs. ‘Yes, you could describe life that way.’
So which side wins, I ask?
‘Which side wins?’
He smiles at me, the crinkled eyes, the crooked teeth.
‘Love wins. Love always wins.'”

“‘The truth is, Mitch,’ he said, ‘once you learn how to die, you learn how to live.’”

Too often it takes coming face to face with a bad death to remember to live a better life—a life that’s already been chosen for us in Christ as abundant and eternal and Spirited.

Most of us won’t get to choose how we’ll die.
What we can choose is how we’ll live. 

“‘If we know, in the end, that we can ultimately have that peace with dying, then we can finally do the really hard thing.’
   Which is?
   ‘Make peace with living.’”

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Thanks to all of you who prayed for Lindsey and his family. He has received his ultimate miracle. He is now fully healed.

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“Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ! According to his great mercy, he has caused us to be born again to a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead, to an inheritance that is imperishable, undefiled, and unfading, kept in heaven for you.”
1 Peter 1:3-4


On the blog–March 2014

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An unexpected meal

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We walk through the line like everybody else and bag up food for Mrs. J. We’d been asked to take her some groceries from Manna House. We’d been told she doesn’t like peas, but loves fresh fruit. We load the boxes in the car and her address into the GPS.

Mrs. J is quick to answer the phone when we call to say we’re on our way, but slow to answer the door when we arrive. A TV is loud inside. On the outside only her windows have blinds open, plants on every window sill.

She lets us in but won’t let us unload the groceries. She says she can do it all herself later. She knows where everything goes. She’s happy to get the food, but happier to have the company.

She says if we’ll sit down, she’ll show us her birthday card from the President. We do. Two years running she’s received a card from President and Mrs. Obama.

She’s just had a birthday. Her 95th.

We ask about the black and white portraits on her walls, pictures of  her in younger years with her husband (now dead), her two boys (one dead), her parents (of course, dead, she tells us).

On another wall is her marriage certificate dated 1937. She tells us her husband was drafted for WW2 when their marriage was young. He has since died from stroke complications in later years.

She drools a little, but she is clean and sharp and so is her place. She says somebody sends her a housekeeper, but she goes behind them because they don’t clean as well as she does. They occasionally sneak into the kitchen and cook for her, but she’d rather do that herself, too. She doesn’t like to sit down, she says.

Several times she tells us you’ve just got to keep going, never give up. It’s what she’s done. And she’s done well.

She says life has been good to her, and the good Lord, too. She tells us she praises him every morning and talks to him every night before she goes to sleep. “He’s our creator, you know,” she says, “and He loved you before anybody else did.”

We finally have to go but not before big hugs and a promise to return. She says when we come back she’ll try to keep her mouth closed; her surviving son tells her she talks too much. She tells us she loves us and we say we love her, too.

And we do. Already. After just 30 minutes, we love her.

We only showed up to give her food, but we were the ones fed.  Unexpected meals can pop up anywhere, anytime.

Thank you, Mrs. J. What a delightful feast!

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Memorizing Isaiah 55:11

Monday, March 31, begins week 11 of memorizing Isaiah 55.

This week’s verse (March 31-April 6):

So shall my word be that goes out from my mouth;
it shall not return to me empty,
but it shall accomplish that which I purpose,
and shall succeed in the thing for which I sent it.
Isaiah 55:11 (ESV)

Practice with first letters:

S s m w b t g o f m m;
i s n r t m e,
b i s a t w I p,
a s s i t t f w I s i.

From The Message:

So will the words that come out of my mouth
not come back empty-handed.
They’ll do the work I sent them to do,
they’ll complete the assignment I gave them.

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More tips on memorizing this verse at Do Not Depart.

What does this verse mean to you? Please share.


“Unfollowers” – Book review

“If anything, Jesus challenges those who are uncommitted and certain while welcoming the committed and uncertain.”
– Ed Cyzewski, Unfollowers

We often look at the heroes of the Bible to increase our faith. But can we also learn from those who didn’t have much faith?  Maybe doubt was as much the norm in the gospels as faith?

That’s what Ed Cyzewski addresses in his new book, Unfollowers: Unlikely Lessons on Faith from Those Who Doubted Jesus with Derek Cooper.

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Ed takes us through a broad list of characters in the New Testament who had questions about who Jesus was, including: John the Baptist, Judas Iscariot, Herod, Pilate, the Emmaus disciples.

Then he gently shows what we might learn from them.

Does Jesus even fit our own expectations of the proper Messiah?

Here is Ed’s ideal Jesus:

“He’d shop at thrift stores and serve up fair trade, organic coffee—certainly light roast. My kind of messiah would write on a regular basis, enjoy gardening, and squeeze in service to others when possible. I suppose watching hockey would be optional. I’d also keep the part about turning water into wine. In short, my description of a messiah is basically an awesome version of me who bears minimal resemblance to the Jesus of the Gospels.”

Substituting Jesus as an SEC football fan instead of hockey (Ed loves hockey; crazy, huh?), his point is valid:

“To one degree or another, we all imagine that Jesus looks just like us and wants the same things as us.”

And therein lies a problem, similar to the ones those in Jesus’s time also had.

Here are a few examples from Ed about what others expected of Jesus. See which ones you relate to . . .

  • John the Baptist: A Messiah No One Expected

“The life of John reminds us that Jesus can surprise even the most prepared person. Once we begin to attach expectations and assumptions to Jesus, we may place ourselves in a position to miss him.”

“Sometimes God has to realign our expectations according to his plans before he can use us in ways that bring blessings to others, as well as ourselves.”

  • The Townspeople of Nazareth: A Messiah Who is Extraordinary

“But Jesus wasn’t just asking his family and hometown friends to accept his own changes in religious beliefs. Jesus asked his hometown to change their perceptions about God, salvation, and who God wants to save.”

“I wonder how we would answer this question today: Where is God? Is God in a church building? On a mission trip? At a Christian music concert? At a Christian ministry conference? At a Christian book signing? A glance at the ministry of Jesus tells us where to find God: among the poor, prisoners, sick, grieving, and Gentiles.”

  • The Pharisees: A Messiah Who Keeps the Right Company

“The mark of a committed follower of Jesus may be a willingness to share the love of God among the wrong people rather than practicing the right theology among the holy. If I’m not willing to risk my reputation to let a “notorious sinner” know about God’s love, then I may need some healing too.”

  • The Galileans: A Messiah Who Makes Sense

“Jesus far preferred someone with doubts and reservations yet who was willing to think hard and ask difficult questions over those who just wanted to enjoy the perks of being associated with a messiah.”

  • The Rich Young Ruler: A Messiah Who Makes Life Easy

“We don’t have to purge our garages and basements immediately to faithfully follow Jesus. Why not start with a simple question, ‘What is keeping me from following Jesus?’ Is something keeping you from serving the poor in your neighborhood? Are there constraints on your time or space that keep you from prayer?”

  • Caiaphas: A Messiah Who Leaves Us in Charge

“I can see that I have sometimes been consumed by the smaller details of Christianity and ignored the more important matters of love, mercy, and justice. Everything began to change when I started visiting prison inmates and serving meals at our local community center. I don’t know how I could have missed the call of Jesus to selflessness and service to others. He spent his entire ministry healing, feeding, and teaching, but I had reduced him to merely a teacher who wanted to change what I thought and believed.”

So once again Ed has challenged me to keep the bigger picture in mind. He says that the point of the story is, “that we get to live and participate in it. We aren’t just students of Jesus who learn. We’re expected to experience Jesus and to let him shape our lives through the experience of him.”

Doubts and all.

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I heartily recommend other books I’ve read by Ed that have helped me in real ways (while also making me laugh out loud—you don’t always get that in spiritual books!).

If you like challenges to think then act deeper on your faith, also follow Ed’s blog, in a mirror dimly.


I got hugged by Papa

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“I suppose that since most of our hurts come through relationships so will our healing, and I know that grace rarely makes sense for those looking in from the outside.”
― Wm. Paul Young, The Shack

She was working at a safe house that night. We got there just in time, just before dark.

She opened the door for us, welcoming in the girl we were bringing. She asked our friend, “Can I give you a hug? You look like you need one.” 

Of course our friend took it.

I walked up next and said, “Can I get one of those, too? I need a hug myself.”

The woman laughed a big laugh and gave me what I needed.

And I felt God in those arms. I heard him in her voice. I saw him in her actions.

In that moment, she was Papa. I got hugged by Papa.

If you’ve read The Shack, you’ll know who I’m talking about. Author Paul Young depicted God inside the body of an African-American woman named Papa because Mack, the main character, needed to dump his outdated image of a cruel God and start fresh.

Sometimes my image of God needs an update, too.

I’m not always open to how God wants to reveal himself. Sometimes he’s fuzzy in his hard hat working a difficult situation, or shadowy as the giver of good gifts in my brokenness. Sometimes I overlook his bag of tools when he’s slower to fix things (people?) than I’d prefer.

I fail to recognize him when he doesn’t look like I expect or appear where I’m pointing or sound like I anticipated.

But when I’m open—really open—I find him here.

  • Maybe in the courage of a friend doing a hard, hard thing.
  • Or maybe in the text of another that says, “She will watch for you; she will let you in.”
  • And maybe in the arms of a large African-American woman who does watch for us and who does let us in, all the way into her heart.

Straight into God’s heart—that’s where vision is clearest. Inside out. It’s our safest house.

It’s where our wounds are healed, our fear is erased, our value is confirmed.

Maybe we’ll never see God here in person, but we can see him in persons here.

I know I have. And I even got hugged.

“I am merciful and very patient. I show great love and I can be trusted.”
— God (Exodus 34:6)

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Are you a hugger? Who have you seen God in lately? I’d love to hear.

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