Needed in Times of Trouble: People of (Good) Faith

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The flood waters that are still receding in Texas continue to bear witness to one of the most devastating natural disasters in our nation’s history. The scope of such a life-altering event is difficult to take in.

How does one make sense of 30 trillion gallons of rainfall?

Some have tried to help us appreciate the depth of sorrow that the flooding rains have wrought. For example, analysts and scientists have told us that it would take over a week for the Mississippi river to flow directly into Houston, Texas to match the total amount of rainfall that has flooded the Houston region.

It’s still hard to grasp, isn’t it?

Also drowning in the flood waters is good theology--that is, the things we say about God. God has taken quite the beating in the public’s eye this last week. Pastors, atheists, ministers and politicians alike have all said any range of things about God’s role in the flooding rains. One particularly notable minister said that the flooding rains fell among people who God knew could handle the devastation. Others have suggested that the suffering is a direct result of disobedience—whether morally or because of a failure to address climate change, or town planning in flood prone areas. Regardless of the complexion of these statements and social media fodder, the overarching message is clear: God is somehow responsible for the flood.

Although it shouldn’t have to be said, these responses make cheap an almighty God. Even though it is human nature to try and make meaning of meaningless tragedies, we must be careful not to say things about God which dishonor Him and hurt others.

Luke 13 describes a scene with which we can identify. Jesus is asked to confirm or deny God’s role in the deaths of eighteen on whom the tower in Siloam fell. The question before Jesus was if they somehow deserved their fate or were being punished for their wickedness.

“No, I tell you,” Jesus reports.

What role does God play in the disasters we witness, live through and can assuredly anticipate in the future?

Many of us are familiar with Fred Roger’s statement about tragedy and suffering. He said, “When I was a boy and I would see scary things in the news, my mother would say to me, "Look for the helpers. You will always find people who are helping.”

As life, history and the record of God’s relationship with us in the Bible teach us, we live in a dark and cruel world. Horrendous and dreadful things happen with unsettling regularity at all times, all over the globe. Altogether, we have proclaimed God either the author of the pain and suffering we witness, or a victim like us. And yet, even though we know that suffering is an inescapable reality in our world, God has vowed not to destroy or condemn us wholesale, but is committed rather to save us through the gift of His Son, Jesus. The world and its inhabitants, as dark and cruel as can be imagined, are still worthy of God’s redemption. And just as it’s true that we can’t appreciate how much rain has fallen in Texas, how can we truly grasp the depth and breadth of God’s desire to save us?

Yes, I am disturbed by the suffering that I see in the pictures and hear about in people’s stories. But, I can also tell you that I see hope. Hope is evident in the creative, dynamic and majestic ways that people rushed to help those in need. Everyday individuals risked life and limb to rescue people they might not have ordinarily seen or valued in their day-to-day lives. People of different races and ethnicities searched side by side for flood victims who might be trapped inside their homes or cars. Men, women and children helped one another in grief and in despair because it was something that they could do to make things better.

As faithful followers of Jesus, we will forever wrestle with the meaning of our lives and the reality of suffering between the day of Christ’s resurrection and the Great Day of Our Lord’s Redemption. But one thing should be clear to us: God calls us to be a people who helps.

“He has told you, O man, what is good; and what does the Lord require of you
but to do justice, and to love kindness, and to walk humbly with your God?”

This is what we do when people hurt. We help.
This is what we do when people are left for dead. We help.
This is what we do when people have no food, no water, no shelter. We help, we help, we help.

We do not allow ourselves to be paralyzed by bad theology, cynicism or despair. We cannot, for we don’t have time. We are commanded to help.

And help, we shall. Already, our church is asking how we can help. Already, many of our church members are planning a mission trip to help. Already, we are asking how we can be a part of God’s redemptive work to bring healing and wholeness, peace and love.

If anything, we followers of Jesus should be known for our willingness to help. It’s a good rule of thumb for most every problem and challenge our community and nation faces. Above all, whatever the presenting cause or issue, people of (good) faith should help.

For when we do, I believe, we’ll find ourselves alongside a God who is helping, too.

DMIN 101: What the Pastor is Reading

Jeff has begun his Doctorate of Ministry program at Campbell University Divinity School this fall and has begun to stuff his backpack with required readings. His first class is entitled, Theological Reflection in Context. Pick out a book or two to read alongside him and join in the conversation!

 

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The Pastor Theologian: Resurrecting An Ancient Vision by Gerald Hiestand and Todd Wilson

 

 

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Servant of All: Status, Ambition, and the Way of Jesus by Craig C. Hill

 

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Scripture and Discernment: Decision Making in the Church by Luke Timothy Johnson

 

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Resurrecting Excellence: Shaping Faithful Christian Ministry by Gregory L. Jones and Kevin R. Armstrong

 

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The Great Spiritual Migration: How the World’s Largest Religion is Seeking A Better Way to be Church by Brian McLaren

1E Staff Appreciation

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I’m most grateful for the wonderful and dedicated staff that we have who serve our students and their families in numerous ways each day. Our college student staff come prepared each day to share God's love with our 1st Explorers. Over the next few weeks, we will be highlighting a different staff member each week so that you might get to know them better. I invite you to stop by during Wee Explorers or After School and get to know our staff!

- Kelly

First Days

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Last week, for the first time in 16 years, I became a student once again. I have begun my work toward a Doctorate of Ministry at Campbell University Divinity School. Although I didn’t have any First Day of School jitters last Thursday, it did occur to me that I hadn’t done this in some time.
 
I remember my first day of elementary school. I was unsure and uneasy. My mother took a picture of me clutching my small, red backpack and a paper grocery bag (school supplies, maybe?). I was nervous, but my mother seemed to think I could handle it. She watched me from the screen door as I climbed onto the school bus. I suppose I survived that first day.
 
I remember my first day of middle school. I was terrified. Everything was new and different and fraught with danger—new school bus, new school, new classmates, new lunch room, new routine, new, new, new. I’m not sure that I survived that first day.
 
I remember my first day of high school. I was exhilarated. We had moved from Atlanta to Asheville and I had already attended band camp the week before. I had shortened my name from Jeffrey to Jeff. I had stepped out of my awkward middle school years and felt confident in the person that I was becoming. Everything was new and I thought it was delicious.
 
I remember my first day of college. I was befuddled. My first class was a mile from my dormitory and I hadn’t planned effectively. I dressed too formally and was shedding clothes by noon. I knew no one in my classes and I was anxious that everyone would recognize that I was an in-over-my-head freshman. Still, it was a new world and I could eat all the tacos I wanted for supper that evening.
 
I remember my first day of seminary. I didn’t know how they did school in New Jersey. Orientation had been helpful and my classmates were proving to be fellow pilgrims. But still, I wasn’t sure I could cut it. I recall hyperventilating throughout the day as my syllabi revealed the expectation that I read a book a week a class in a schedule where I was taking five classes. If memory serves correct, I ate ice cream that first night of class on Mercer Street in Princeton. Because I could.
 
Last Thursday, many of these first impressions from First Days came roaring back to me. But this go-round, there were new observations to be made. Like, how young the college students looked. Or, how the faculty didn’t seem so intimidating or other-worldly as they had in years gone by. I was able to park my car far closer to the classroom than I ever had, and one of the university’s young employees even called me, ‘sir.’ But just as it had been for my other ‘Firsts,’ I was exhilarated to be in a classroom, learning, listening, sharing and reflecting. I suppose that I survived that first day, too.

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Life is full of First Days and we shouldn’t take them lightly. There are first days of school, first days on the new job, first days of retirement. We have first dates, first kisses and first days of marriage. We suffer through first-losses, first days after being fired, and first days of treatment. There are first days of recovery, first days of knowing that you’re pregnant, and first days after a storm.
 
No wonder we take photos of our children on the first day of school! The photos become markers for us to remember and to recall what it was like in that very moment. The snapshots that we take on those first days help us to have a point of reference when we look back to see how much we have grown. First days are like Opening Day in baseball. The first day of baseball inaugurates the beginning of a long season of unknowns. Who knows what might happen? Anything’s possible.
 
The Israelites were nervous, too, that First Day. For an entire generation they had been wandering without a home in the wilderness. But that was about to end. Under Joshua’s leadership the people had arrived at the banks of the Jordan river. Stepping into the water, the people found themselves at a bus stop on the way to a new reality. Joshua would then kneel down on one knee, and would encourage them by telling them that God’s presence—in their case, the Ark of the Covenant—would go before them and that they didn’t have to be afraid of what lay ahead. And just as our cameras today freeze time, the river that the Israelites stepped into stopped flowing and they could cross over the dry riverbed into their Promised Land. When they had all crossed over on that First Day, God directed the people to build a monument of stones in the middle of the river to help them remember what God had done for them. It not only served as a witness to God’s provision for them in their past, it was also intended to be a lasting monument of God’s faithfulness for future generations.
 
For you see, First Days are important. They herald new seasons and hint at great accomplishments and pending growth. And none of that, and nothing, is possible apart from God.  

Veterans for Archives

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The Heritage/History Team is looking for Veterans who served in World War II, the Korean War, Vietnam War, the 2 Gulf Wars, and also who served or is serving in the Afghanistan War that are or were members of First Baptist Church. If you know of a veteran who served in any of these wars and conflicts, please contact Gary Frye and give him the information. Some of the information could include: Name, rank, year(s) served, and type of service they were in. Also, if you wanted to add a little story about that veteran, we would appreciate it very much. We would like this information for our Archives. 

Mission Moment

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"An amazing thing happened. One of our newest students, Ben, from the mainland of China, had only attended our Tues./Thurs. English conversation classes a few times. in July he joined the Wednesday Bible Reading class for the first time. As soon as he walked in the classroom, he went straight to the table where the Bibles were laid out ready for class. Picking up one of the Bibles and excitingly thumbing through it he said under his breath, 'My first time to see a Bible.' I asked, 'Ben, did you say it's your first time to see a Bible?' He confirmed: 'Yes!' That moment was so special to witness. He fully participated in our class, and afterward, I gave him a Chinese-English New Testament and encouraged him to start reading it so we could talk more about it. This experience has challenged us to read the Bible with enthusiasm as if it were the first time seeing God's written word."
 
- Sarah Ballew, CBF field personnel in Macau, China