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In Wrath Remember Mercy (Sermon-Audio) Rev. 7

In Wrath Remember Mercy (Rev. 7)

Bethel Church–Jackson, Michigan

January 3, 2021 AM

Ken Pierpont–Lead Pastor

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Christmas in A World of Hurt (Sermon) Audio

Christmas in A World of Hurt

Bethel Church–Jackson, Michigan

Ken Pierpont-Lead Pastor

December 13, 2020 AM

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Christmas in A World of Hurt (Sermon) Video

Christmas in A World of Hurt

Bethel Church–Jackson, Michigan

Ken Pierpont-Lead Pastor

December 13, 2020 AM

Bittersweet Farm Journal (Number 99) Christmas in A World of Hurt

Christmas in a World of Hurt

Christmas 1993. Rutledge Road. Knox County, Ohio. One cold night a couple weeks before Christmas in the blessed days when our whole family lived under one roof, we hoisted a star of lights up into the gable end of the barn while all the girls were out doing some Christmas shopping. Our star could be seen from out on the highway and all across our valley. I can say with confidence it still shines in the hearts of each of our children. As long as I live it will remain in my heart.

We lived in a quiet valley, the only house on the dead-end road, except the people who rented the little trailer on the top of the hill. His name was Andy. Her name won’t come back to me, but they had two kids; a girl and a boy. Lorali and Andy Jr. Our kids showed Lorali and Andy the star. They asked their dad to hang one. He climbed up the TV tower and wound a string of lights up there. Lorali and Andy Jr. were happy that night, but it would be their last Christmas in the valley.

On Christmas night there was a knock at the door. It startled all of us. We had not seen anyone drive up. The mom and kids were standing there, weeping huddled together when we opened the door. Andy had been drinking and it wasn’t safe in the trailer up on the hill. They needed shelter until he mother could come to get them from Coshocton. In an hour or so they drove off into the night and we never saw them again.

The Family In the Trailer on the Hill.

The next Christmas we made big plans. Food. Family from Michigan. Gifts for everyone. Special decorations. A huge fragrant spruce from the farm out on Pigeon Roost Road. Ginger, our golden retriever had a bow. We had a little Charlie Brown tree we harvested ourselves off a steep hillside over the railroad grade. It was bedecked with white lights to welcome our guests.

That morning the phone rang. The news was not good. Snow was coming. We were excited thinking how festive and beautiful it would be. Lois’s mother was afraid to drive in the snow. She would not be coming. There would be no guests that year. Lois was devastated and her sadness affected all of us.

Andy was alone the next Christmas. We had more food than we could eat in the week. I wondered if Andy was home. I walked up and knocked on his door. He opened the door and the house behind him was dark. “Do you have guests?”

“No,” he said, with sadness in his voice.

“Have you had diner?”

“No.”

“I would appreciate it if you would do us a favor. We were planning on guests and they could not come because of the snow. We have a lot of food and we were looking forward to a party. Would you mind coming down for Christmas diner? We would love to have you.”

“Sure. He said. Let me get my coat.

We had a nice, quiet Christmas dinner and shared all our favorite dishes with Andy. Andy was really not open to the gospel, but I hope something we did or said that night lodged in his heart. I hope he knew we cared about him and about his family. I hope he saw something of the love of God in us. I hope there were others who shared the truth with Andy and that maybe at a different time he was more open.

Things did not go well for him after that. Things did not go well for his little family. Sometime that year Andy moved away. He didn’t need a house anymore. He didn’t have a family anymore. Without saying anything about it he was just gone. He even left the family dog behind without saying anything about it, a mutt was called Freddie. A few weeks later we discovered that Freddie was going to have pups. We had never paid enough attention to notice that Freddie was a girl dog.

I wrote to Andy Jr. on Facebook about five years ago. He said that his mother had died. His dad was living in the city. He had not talked to his sister in twelve years. He said, “The whole family just split up.”

Christmas is the most wonderful time of the year. It really is, but only for those who really know why and we live is a world of hurt everywhere all the time, even at Christmas time. So I know it can be hard. I know you have your disappointments. I know you have your difficulties. This has been a hard year, but living in a world of hurt means we are surrounded by opportunities to show the love of Christ.

>Bittersweet Farm

December 15, 2020

Someone to Share Life With

So Lois left early and worked all day. By the time she got home it was long after dark. I was at work at my desk and hollered a hello to her. She returned a joyful greeting. I heard her puttering around downstairs. She was whistling Christmas songs.

I kept working on my message… for a couple hours. Finally she came upstairs and said, “Hey, there is some supper on the counter for you.”

I went down to get it. When I reached the bottom of the stairs I noticed that she had strung the lights on the little tree in the big window. She had done the dishes. She had worked on cleaning the kitchen and dining room, put away her candles and candle equipment, organized her vintage stuff, and made the house inviting and warm in the soft light.

Upstairs she put away some laundry and chatted happily with her sister on the phone a bit. I came up after eating and she gave me a little running commentary on her day, put new bedding on the bed, put on her gown, got into bed, pulled the covers up under her chin, and said, “I’m tired. Good-night.”

“Good-night, Lois. Sleep well. You deserve it.”

It’s very good to have someone to share life with.

Bittersweet Farm Journal (Number 98) Two Promises Kept

Last summer I made a promise to myself and I made another to one of my six-year-old grandson, Koen.

I am creating a writing place in the upper loft of our century-old carriage house a few steps away from the house on Bittersweet Farm. I promised myself that by my birthday in November I would have my writing loft enclosed and insulated. I promised my grandson that we would sleep out there together.

My friend Neil Veydt delivered the door in his shiny Chevy Silverado pick-up truck. By my birthday the walls were insulated. Our son Kyle come out to build the partition dividing the barn loft in half and he installed a nice exterior-grade door in the wall. Dale, our son-in-law was there that day to help.

My friend Ed Pilarz upgraded the electrical service to accommodate a good heater or air conditioner unit depending on the season. My dear friend Dennis Rosales drove out breaded the height and pitch of the roof and the cold and repaired a leak in the metal roof. One sunny autumn Saturday the men of Brigham Hardware in Concord cut me a pane of glass to replace a the one that was broken. I disassembled the window and installed it.

I covered the walls with faux shiplap made from sheets of plywood. Mark and Carol Haavisto gave me a like-new space heater. I found a nice hunk of carpet for the floor. I had a wooden desk made for the space I moved a favorite old rocker in. The rocker has flat arms perfect for supporting a writing board or a keyboard board. After the first hard frost I moved my front porch rocker to the loft in case a friend comes to talk.

A few years ago my son gave me a nice black hood light. I took it out of a box in the basement and installed it directly over my writing desk.

I studied farmhouse and craftsman-style trim, made another trip to Home Depot for lumber, and trimmed the window.

I will flare of God in my hand is preventing me from finishing the trim in the floor and ceiling roof and installing bead board or more shiplap on the ceiling but the gap will pass and I will finish the Loftis after the first of the year.

Still it is a cozy, useful place and I’m Thanksgiving weekend I was able to keep my promise. We got a pile of blankets and our pillows and made our places next to each other on the floor of the loft.

The night was clear and cold and with the heater and the blankets it was perfect for sleeping. When we turned off the lights and made our nests we could see each other‘s faces in the light of the moon coming through the window. For an hour we took turns telling stories and then we grew quiet, listening to the sounds of the night in the country.

The old barn creaked in the wind. A planed droned across the night sky. Later we could hear the sound of a train somewhere out in the distance. Where were they going out in this late night darkness?

We lay in the silence listening. I watched little Koen, thick covers pulled up under his little cleft chin, dark eyes shining in the moonlight. Suddenly the silence was broken by loud pack of coyotes howling in the woods to the north. When the loud howling faded, Kohns said, “Can they get us?” “No way,” I said as if I was a coyote whisperer.

I told him how much I loved him and he told me the same insisting he loved me more than I loved him which is quite impossible. We prayed and soon after that his breathing slowed and he drifted off to sleep and I lay uncomfortably on the hard floor of an old barn loft—a grandpa with a very happy soul filled with a feeling of warm satisfaction, and missing the comfort of my soft bed and the comforts I’m used to.

Late in the night I had an occasion to remember that another friend had brought me very creative thoughtful gift perfect for a man of my maturity. It contained a handy appliance designed to make it unnecessary for me to climb down the stairs and trudge through the darkness to the house in the middle of the night.

Sometime after midnight rain begin to fall. Even in the wee hours of the morning when you long for the sweetness of sleep, the sound of rain on a metal roof as a calming musical quality to it. I kept a promise to myself I kept another promise a little fellow sleeping beside me and we had made an unforgettable Bittersweet Farm memory together.

Bittersweet Farm

December 9, 2020

Bittersweet Farm Journal (Number 97) Thanksgiving Eve

It was Thanksgiving Eve 1987 maybe 1988. We were hosting the family Thanksgiving that year. We lived in a large country house and all the family was coming in to celebrate. Lois had her apron on and the house was warm with light and fragrant with cooking smells. The Methodists and the Baptists in the little village of Brandon where we lived joined together each year for a Thanksgiving Eve Service. The church that hosted the service would extend an invitation to the pastor of the other to preach each year. The churches were full every year for the service. We were hosting that year. The Methodist pastor would preach.

The Baptists and the Methodists alike were farm people or they came from farm people or their livelihoods depended on the farm economy so on Thanksgiving Eve they gathered together and they simply gave thanks. There were prayers and hymns, poems, readings, songs and a Thanksgiving message. It was a beautiful tradition, one I often wish I could revisit.

That night a little after dark Lois discovered that she had forgotten something important, something without which Thanksgiving could simply not go on as planned. There was no other way about it. I was not preaching. I would need to go to town. It was Thanksgiving Eve but I must confess I grumbled while I got my coat and walked out to the car. I put on my coat and pulled by collar up around my neck against the cold.

I had an old, green Dodge Aspen. It was as basic as they come. AM radio. I put the heater to work. Halfway to town the warmth began to flow from beneath the dash of the old Dodge. I tuned the crackling radio to 700 WLW, the radio voice of my childhood. To this day I remember the sense of warm well-being that swept over me that night in the car on the way to town. I was anticipating the Thanksgiving Eve service and the arrival of the family. The announcer intoned, “Stay with us here at WLW, we will be with you all the way to your grandma’s back porch tonight.” Wet snow fell. The windshield wipers push it to the side. The Christmas lights shone along the streets of Mt. Vernon.

Years have passed now. We moved to Michigan. AM Radio seems a relic of the past. I think the Baptists in Brandon and the Methodists continue their tradition. I hope they do. The kids are grown all eight of them and all have homes and families of their own. Still our hearts are thankful and we cherish the memories of those little humans that came along every couple years for almost two decades. They filled our home with noise and life and our hearts with joy. Still I close my eyes and I can see the faces of the good people who gathered in the churches that night to give public thanks to God for another year of bounty and blessing. The family will gather tomorrow. We will share a meal and ask God for his protection and thank Him for his goodness again.

Sometimes on a cold night the warmth of the collar of my coat, the air pouring from beneath the dash of my car, the sight of “Grandma Lois” in her apron, still up my thankful heart once again.

Bless you all. Bless you with a thankful heart.

Bittersweet Farm

Thanksgiving Eve 2020

Do You Understand the Providence of God?

You can watch the video of this message here.

On September 29, 2019 I preached a message at Bethel Church in a series I called; “Knowing God by Heart” This message was on the sovereignty of God and providence. I have included it here in a manuscript for to be a help to you. I trust it will be a blessing for you as it was for me when I discovered the wonderful doctrines of the sovereignty and the providence of God.

God’s Sovereignty and Providence

September 29, 2019

Introduction: About 35 years ago just across town I was browsing in the church library and came across a little biography of the great English Baptist preacher Charles Spurgeon. The biography was entitled: Spurgeon, Heir of the Puritans. There was a movement to reform and to revive the church of England and some of the richest devotional literature in Christian history came out of that movement. Spurgeon’s  grandfather was a pastor with a large library of Puritan writings. The Puritians loved the doctrine of God and they especially loved the doctrine of God’s sovereignty and God’s providence. Spurgeon was converted as a teen and was providentially hindered from any formal training for ministry but he was well-read and richly gifted. He was called to pastor the church that became the Metropolitan Tabernacle at 18 years old. His messages were transcribed and sent around the world by telegraph and printed in American papers and widely read. In his very first message young Spurgeon spoke of the importance of knowing God:

Spurgeon on Knowing God. “Nothing will so enlarge the intellect, nothing so magnify the whole soul of man, as a devout, earnest, continued, investigation of the great subject of the Deity. The most excellent study for expanding the soul is the science of Christ and Him crucified and the knowledge of the Godhead in the glorious Trinity. The proper study of the Christian is the Godhead. The highest science, the loftiest speculation, the mightiest philosophy, which can engage the attention of a child of God, is the name, the nature, the person, the doings, and the existence of the great God which he calls his Father. There is something exceedingly improving to the mind in a contemplation of the Divinity. It is a subject so vast, that all our thoughts are lost in its immensity; so deep, that our pride is drowned in its infinity. Other subjects we can comprehend and grapple with; in them we feel a kind of self-content, and go on our way with the thought, “Behold I am wise.” But when we come to this master science, finding that our plumbline cannot sound its depth, and that our eagle eye cannot see its height, we turn away with the thought “I am but of yesterday and know nothing.”

What were we made for? To know God. What aim should we set ourselves in life? To know God. What is the ‘eternal life’ that Jesus gives? Knowledge of God. ‘This is life eternal, that they might know thee, the only true God, and Jesus Christ, whom thou hast sent’ (John 17:3). What is the best thing in life, bringing more joy, delight, and contentment, than anything else? Knowledge of God. ‘Thus saith the LORD, Let not the wise man glory in his wisdom, neither let the mighty man glory in his might, let not the rich man glory in his riches; but let him that glorieth glory in this, that he understandeth and knoweth me’ (Jer. 9:23f.). What, of all the states God ever sees man in, gives Him most pleasure? Knowledge of Himself. ‘I desire . . . the knowledge of God more than burnt offerings,’ says God (Hos. 6:6) . . . Once you become aware that the main business that you are here for is to know God, most of life’s problems fall into place of their own accord . . . What makes life worth while is having a big enough objective, something which catches our imagination and lays hold of our allegiance; and this the Christian has, in a way that no other man has. For what higher, more exalted, and more compelling goal can there be than to know God?

One of the great doctrines of God that the puritins loved and explined from Scripture was the doctrine of God’s Sovereignty and the related doctrine of his providence. …and no Christian should think he or she knows God until they have an understanding of what God’s Word says about his sovereignty and His providence. The Bible teaches the God is the supreme power in the universe and that he is intimately involved in the tiniest details of human life for the good of those who trust Him. Spurgeon understood this deeply, loved it profoundly, and taught it with passionate conviction.

A Dove in the Tabernacle. Spurgeon was conscious of the providence of God even in the flight of every bird. Once a dove flew into the sanctuary and made some of the congregants nervous. Spurgeon’s spontaneous reply was an example of his understanding that the sovereignty of God and the providence of God include the flight or the fall of a single bird: “Our friends need not be troubled by the flying of a dove. It will soon go out of the window, no doubt. Let us believe that it has come as a messenger of good. Oh, that the blessed Dove would his own self would come from heaven and bring salvation in his wings!”

What is Systematic Theology? A study of the attributes of God is a part of what is considered Theology proper or the doctrine of God in systematic theology. A simple way to describe systematic theology is to read the Bible with an imaginary highlighter and highlight all the passages on a give subject and gather and categorize or systematize what we discover. If you were to do this with the doctrine of sovereignty and providence here are three examples of the biblical material among thousands:

“I charge you in the presence of God, who gives life to all things, and of Christ Jesus, who in his testimony before Pontius Pilate made the good confession, to keep the commandment unstained and free from reproach until the appearing of our Lord Jesus Christ, which he will display at the proper time—he who is the blessed and only Sovereign, the King of kings and Lord of lords, who alone has immortality, who dwells in unapproachable light, whom no one has ever seen or can see. To him be honor and eternal dominion. Amen.” (1 Timothy 6:13–16, ESV)

“In him we have obtained an inheritance, having been predestined according to the purpose of him who works all things according to the counsel of his will,” (Ephesians 1:11, ESV)

“He is the radiance of the glory of God and the exact imprint of his nature, and he upholds the universe by the word of his power…. (Hebrews 1:3, ESV)

Definition: “Divine providence in the governance of God by which He, with wisdom and love, cares for and directs all things in the universe. The doctrine of divine providence asserts that God is in complete control of all things. He can exercise his providence because he is sovereign.”  God is Subject to none, influenced by none, absolutely independent; God does as He pleases, only as He pleases, always as He pleases. None can thwart Him, none can hinder Him. So His own Word expressly declares: ‘My counsel shall stand, and I will do all My pleasure’ (Isa. 46:10); ‘He does according to His will in the army of heaven, and the inhabitants of the earth: and none can stay His hand’ (Dan. 4:34). Divine sovereignty means that God is God in fact, as well as in name, that He is on the Throne of the universe, directing all things, working all things ‘after the counsel of His own will’(Eph. 1:11).”

God is in charge and he is involved. The sovereignty of God is the truth that God is in charge and in control supremely in the universe over any other power or force or influence.  The providence of God means that he is involved in a benevolent way toward those who are His. The truths of the sovereignty and the providence God are beloved by wise Bible-believing Christians. These doctrines are a great comfort to believers. They are a great beacon of light in the darkness the often falls around us. To say that God is sovereign and exercising his providence is to say that He is in absolute control and he is engaged making all the affairs and decisions of men–even their darkest sins to serve his holy and ultimate purposes.

He is the Blessed Controller of all Things. A sweet and simple way of expressing these truths was used by J. B. Phillips in his paraphrase of 1 Tim. 6:13-16

I charge you in the sight of God who gives us life, and Jesus Christ who fearlessly witnessed to the truth before Pontius Pilate, to keep your commission clean and above reproach until the final coming of Christ. This will be, in his own time, the final dnouement of God, who is the blessed controller of all things, the king over all kings and the master of all masters, the only source of immortality, the one who lives in unapproachable light, the one whom no mortal eye has ever seen or ever can see. To him be acknowledged all honour and power for ever, amen!

The Sovereignty of God and the Providence of God are the clear teaching of the Bible repeated over and over again in every imaginable context and genre of literature.

Let me give you some examples from the Psalms: “The Lord has established his throne in the heavens, and his kingdom rules over all.” (Psalm 103:19, ESV) “Our God is in the heavens; he does all that he pleases.” (Psalm 115:3, ESV) “For I know that the Lord is great, and that our Lord is above all gods. Whatever the Lord pleases, he does, in heaven and on earth, in the seas and all deeps.” (Psalm 135:5–6, ESV) “The Lord is king forever and ever; the nations perish from his land.” (Psalm 10:16, ESV) “The Lord will reign forever, your God, O Zion, to all generations. Praise the Lord!” (Psalm 146:10, ESV)

There is no part of human life that is untouched by his sovereign power the the exercise of His providence.

—He is sovereign over the universe as a whole “The Lord has established his throne in the heavens, and his kingdom rules over all.” (Psalm 103:19, ESV)

—the physical world (Matthew 5:45) 45 that you may be sons of your Father in heaven; for He makes His sun rise on the evil and on the good, and sends rain on the just and on the unjust.

—the affairs of nations (Psalm 66:7) 7He rules by His power forever; His eyes observe the nations; Do not let the rebellious exalt themselves.

 

—human destiny (Galatians 1:15) …from my mother’s womb…

—human successes and failures (Luke 1:52)  He has put down the mighty from their thrones, And exalted the lowly.

—and the protection of His people “In peace I will both lie down and sleep; for you alone, O Lord, make me dwell in safety.” (Psalm 4:8, ESV)

—This includes plants and animals, even the humblest of birds… the sparrow…

—He is also sovereign exercising his benevolent influences over the greatest good and the darkest evil.

Paul taught this in Athens in these words: “So Paul, standing in the midst of the Areopagus, said: “Men of Athens, I perceive that in every way you are very religious. For as I passed along and observed the objects of your worship, I found also an altar with this inscription: ‘To the unknown god.’ What therefore you worship as unknown, this I proclaim to you. The God who made the world and everything in it, being Lord of heaven and earth, does not live in temples made by man, nor is he served by human hands, as though he needed anything, since he himself gives to all mankind life and breath and everything. And he made from one man every nation of mankind to live on all the face of the earth, having determined allotted periods and the boundaries of their dwelling place, that they should seek God, and perhaps feel their way toward him and find him. Yet he is actually not far from each one of us, for “ ‘In him we live and move and have our being’; as even some of your own poets have said, “ ‘For we are indeed his offspring.’ Being then God’s offspring, we ought not to think that the divine being is like gold or silver or stone, an image formed by the art and imagination of man. The times of ignorance God overlooked, but now he commands all people everywhere to repent, because he has fixed a day on which he will judge the world in righteousness by a man whom he has appointed; and of this he has given assurance to all by raising him from the dead.”” (Acts 17:22–31, ESV)

It is a wonderful thing to know that God is at work in the smallest things for our good and his glory: [story] The Dog for the Strauss family—whose name just happened to be Levi

The truth of God’s sovereignty and providence is a great comfort to His people in apparent hardships. It is a quickening joy to think that God is at work all around us and draws us into his good purposes. [story] Last Sunday our daughter Holly was prompted to contact an old friend… who said that earlier in the week she had been thinking about contacting her. She was saved. God’s providence at work in thoughts and dreams.

Because God is sovereign we are not at the mercy of fate .

How to Help Someone: “A wise counselor is someone who can help another see the sovereign purposes of God in their life.” If you want to help people let me give you this helpful advice. Help people see and understand and yield to the truth of the sovereignty of God. There is great help and hope and comfort in that truth.

[story] Man who felt he was felt a bad hand. I assigned him to read the lives of Job, Joseph, Daniel, and Jesus… God was in the bad and he was in the good—for the good of those he loved.  [story] He was saved and he was baptized with his family. His name was Jason. I told him: All Good Biographies Have Bad Chapters in the Middle. All the middle chapters of the biography and the hard chapters. They are what make the story worth reading. The bitterness of them ads great sweetness the the end chapters.

Because God is sovereign we are not ultimately victims of evil and injustice .

–when you are bad, remember God is sovereign

–when others are bad toward you, remember that God is sovereign.

[ill] This is my father’s world. Oh let me never forget, that though the wrong seems oft so strong Go is the ruler yet. Or if you prefer a modern hymn of equal beauty and power: No  power of hell, no scheme of man can ever pluck me from His hand.

Things brings us naturally and logically to the question; “Since God is sovereign and since He is good, why does he allow evil and injustice?”

Because God is Sovereign Evil is Temporary

Because God is Sovereign Evil Will Be Judged.

Because God Is Sovereign Evil Can Be Transformed for Good Purposes.

 

—Genesis 50:20

—Romans 8:28-29

-Why did God let it happen?

-What good can come from this?

-What quality of Christ-likeness is he forming in me. (Ro. 8:29)

-How can I help others with what I am learning?

-How can I glorify God in this?

-How does God want me to think about this?

-How does God want me to talk about this?

God’s Providence: A great catechism of the church stats of the importance of God’s providence: “That we may be patient in adversity, thankful in prosperity, and for what is future have good confidence in our faithful God and Father that no creature shall separate us from his love, since all creatures are so in his hand that without his will they can not so much as move.”

Because God is sovereign we are not untimely in charge of our own destiny .

God… God… or Sovereign God is the Blessed Controller of all things…

The Hand of God in the Glove of History. Pastor Tony Evans says, “Providence is the hand of God in the glove of history…it is God sitting behind the steering wheel of time. Providence refers to God’s governance of all events so as to direct them toward an end. It is God taking what you and I would call luck, chance, mistakes, happenstance and stitching them into achieving His program.” History is just His Story.

The Sovereignty of God displayed in his Providential Care is Better Than an Occasional Miracle. Pastor Kent Hughes says, “The God of Scripture is not simply a God of miracles who occasionally injects his power into our life. It is far greater because he arranges all of life to suit and affect his providence. This makes all of life a miracle.” What we see as tangled threads, God is weaving into beautiful tapestries.

This is true with the godly and the ungodly. This is true with all things good and evil. He is in sovereign control and by a million miracles of his providence he weaves everything together into his ultimate work of art.

 

(ill) Corrie TenBoom-Tapestry story and poem:

“Life is but a Weaving” (the Tapestry Poem)

“My life is but a weaving

Between my God and me.

I cannot choose the colors

He weaveth steadily.

Oft’ times He weaveth sorrow;

And I in foolish pride

Forget He sees the upper

And I the underside.

Not ’til the loom is silent

And the shuttles cease to fly

Will God unroll the canvas

And reveal the reason why.

The dark threads are as needful

In the weaver’s skillful hand

As the threads of gold and silver

In the pattern He has planned

He knows, He loves, He cares;

Nothing this truth can dim.

He gives the very best to those

Who leave the choice to Him.”

We trust Him. We obey Him. He is in charge. His is in control and that is good.

“To the King of the ages, immortal, invisible, the only God, be honor and glory forever and ever. Amen.” (1 Timothy 1:17, ESV)

If you want to know God by heart, you need to think deeply about his sovereignty and his providence. Nothing happens by accident. God is in control of leaders and nations and involved in the smallest details of the lives of common people like you and I.

If you want to know God by heart and love God by heart and follow God by heart you need to be sure that the God of your heart is the God of the Bible and the God of the nations and the God of the planets and the God of the Universe… You need to be sure that your God is not too small. You need to think deeply and sweetly about the sovereignty and the mighty providence of God. This will be a great comfort to you when things around you seem difficult and confusing.

This Is My Father’s World

Oh, let me ne’er forget

That though the wrong seems oft so strong,

God is the Ruler yet.

 

Blackfriar’s Bridge. Spurgeon had a remarkable experience of God’s providence in the life of a prostitute …  “A poor harlot determined she would go and take her life on Blackfriars Bridge. Passing by these doors one Sunday night, she thought she would step in, and for the last time hear something that might prepare her to stand before her Maker. The text was, “Seest thou this woman?” (Luke 7:44). I dwelt on Mary Magdalene and her sins, her washing the Savior’s feet with her tears, and wiping them with the hair of her head. There stood the woman, melted away with the thought that she should thus hear herself described and her own life painted. Oh, to think of saving a poor harlot from death, and then, as God pleased, to save her soul from going down to hell!”

If you want to know God by heart think often and deeply about his sovereignty and his providence

Bittersweet Farm Journal (Number 96) Old Journals

Since last I sent out a Bittersweet Farm Journal we enjoyed an Indian Summer that reached into November. Along with my regular duties at Bethel I preached at a men’s retreat up north and a camp directors conference. I met some new friends at the conference and I was invited to some new places, a family camp in Wisconsin, and camp on an Island in Ohio. You heard me right—an island in Ohio.

My time with the camp directors was cut short when I had to leave to drive to Kentucky to preach the funeral of Lois’s aunt. The drive to and from Kentucky was beautiful as usual. driving across the Ohio River, as we have done on our way to Kentucky for over forty years, we thought of Aunt Jean and all that she did for Lois and her siblings and cousins. She gave and gave to each of them all her life. We gathered to say goodbye out on the hillside just outside of Campton, where Lois was born, visited the graves of some of her beloved, and made our way home, driving and talking into the night.

When the seasons turn, I feel like organizing things. One day recently I spent some time organizing my pens and puttering around with my old journals. Reading old journals surfaced an old memory. I will tell about it in this week’s story:

Old Journals

Today I stumbled upon an old journal entry written on a Saturday night in the nineties. I was only 37 years old. Lois and I had five children at the time and things were hard for us that year. They had been especially hard since 1990 when we started the church. Those were bittersweet times. I worked a series of jobs to provide for our family. I worked for UPS, a factory, assembling swing sets, helping a friend with a window washing and power washing business, and finally a really good opportunity with an insurance company.

During that time the rent was high and the family was growing, but the income was not. It was a time when our faith was taking root. Those were days I cherish now, when all the family was together all the time and God supplied all we needed – every last thing by his grace. Until the day that I die I will cherish the memories of that time.

Lois worked every day making crafts which I sold wherever I could. One night I drove up into the Amish country to sell some dolls so I would have gas to get the church the next day and food to feed the family. Everyone turned me down all afternoon, until I got to my last stop. It was only minutes before closing. I will always believe the owner could read the despair on my face when he bought those dolls that night. Sometimes God supplied what we needed in the most unusual way. Often it was at the last minute, but he was faithful to supply.

Our meals during that time were abundant but they were simple. Potato soup and homemade whole wheat bread with real butter, spaghetti, goulash, tuna casserole, mac and cheese with tuna sandwiches, grilled cheese and tomato soup, and Little Caesars; “Yes-you-have-to-eat-your-crust-before-you-can-have-another-piece.” When we were out everyone got a soft drink for a quarter at Woosley’s or we would go to Meijer and we would all split a $.99 two-liter because the cups of ice were always free at Meijer, bless them for that, bless them one and all.

One Saturday night during this time I was trying to prepare my heart for the Lord’s day. It had been a very very difficult week. Our mower didn’t work and I couldn’t figure out how to fix it or afford to have it fixed. Our family van was not running. The fuel pump gave out and I could not afford the over $300 bill it would take to repair it. Sometimes to get my mind and my spirit going I will sit down with my journal and just begin to write out my prayer to the Lord. I must’ve done that on that night. My prayer was sad and it was desperate. I poured out my soul to the Lord. I confessed my sin. I complained to him about my need.

“My cars don’t run and I can’t fix them. My mower won’t work. I owe bills and taxes. I don’t own a home of own. I feel like a failure. I am supposed to preach tomorrow, but I don’t feel like I have anything to say. Help me, Lord.”

The other day, when I read that prayer again, I had the advantage of looking back twenty-five years… twenty-five years of God’s kindness, mercy, forgiveness, and faithfulness. From where I am today I can see how abundantly he answered that prayer in every way.

The next day there was a new man in the church. During the message I must have mentioned my frustration. As he left he gave me some advice. He said, “Fix it yourself. Drop that tank. Jump in with both feet. If you try and you can’t fix it, you can go ahead and have it towed and repaired but you have a little or nothing to lose, so go for it.”

Early the next morning on my day off I got up and prayed and started taking bolts of the underside of the car until the gas tank came free. The tank was empty so that made my work a little easier. I spent all day on it and by the end of the day just as the sun was setting I asked Lois to get in and turn the key. When she did, the engine sprang to life. I was surprised and delighted and filled with praise. That car ran well for years after that and after I sold it and moved away people would call me and say, “I remembered you today when I saw your old car.” (It was unique because it was dented like no other car in the county).

I had saved over $270 and repaired my van for $30. We raised eight children. None of them starved or suffered. We travelled and ministered to thousands of people. God has given us our own home. We have late-model cars that work. We have more than we need. We can tell you from personal experience, God is faithful.

I know. I have old journals that the story of God’s faithfulness over and over again. You can trust him. We are passing through a trial, a world-wide trial these days. Sit down and write out the burdens on your heart. They will make great reading one day.

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November 17, 2020

A Post-Election Letter to My Church (November 2020)

A POST-ELECTION LETTER TO THE FRIENDS AND MEMBERS OF BETHEL CHURCH:

What kind of world will our grandchildren inherit?

This week it is clear that America is divided almost right down the middle. Almost everyone in the world agrees on one thing, though. 2020 has been a nightmare.

There are wars all over the earth. Around the world, persecution against Christians is increasing. Here in America resentment against evangelicals may be higher than any of us remember. We are living through a worldwide plague. There is violence in the streets. There is an epidemic of fear, depression, and anxiety. Every church in America has had to navigate decisions and divisions never before experienced. What is going on?

Some claim earthquakes and hurricanes are more frequent and more intense. These things remind us of biblical passages. Are these things a judgement from God? Are they a warning from God? Are these signs that Jesus will return soon? Sometimes people ask me; “Are we living in the end times now?”

This year things have happened that have never happened before on a scale none of us have ever seen. I often wonder, “What kind of world will our grandchildren inherit?” What will become of America? What is the mission of the church in times like these? How should I live, what should I do, who can I believe?

Does This Remind You of Anything? God knew that the things we are going through would trigger our memories. God knew that biblical prophecies and apocalyptic events would spring into our minds when He allowed these events to occur. “This” is not “That” yet–but God knew “This” would remind us of “That.” Any knowledgeable Christian and many with just a vague understanding of end-time prophecies would see a similarity in what is happening now to what is described in the prophetic literature of the Bible.

We want to avoid sensationalism, speculation, and sentimentality when it comes to heaven and end-time prophecy, but we were also warned not to be discouraged or go to sleep. The Scripture challenges us to be awake, aware, and sober.

Revelation!

I have taken this as a reminder and a challenge to pick up my Bible and refresh my knowledge of Revelation. I have taken this as a stimulant to renew my affection for Christ in the light of our epic times. I have taken this as a warning to stay awake and be prayerful and ready for whatever God requires of me.

Back in January we began teaching, preaching, and worshipping our way through the Revelation. We took a break when we went to the roof this spring and summer, but now we are back and have concluded preaching through the letters to the churches and the events of chapter 4 and 5, the Throne of God, the Seven Sealed Scroll, and the Slain Lamb.

This week we reach chapter 6–The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. I believe the next thirteen chapters (6-18) describe in detail things that will happen on earth in the future before the return of Christ in power and in glory. Our plan is to explain and apply and worship our way through these truths taking a break during Advent and returning to Revelation at the first of the year. The plan is to teach clear to the end of the book, week by week, one chapter at a time.

The early church preached from Revelation more than any other book. Now we are much closer to Christ’s return. In our generation , the land of Israel has become the center of world attention–the Middle-East a powder keg of turmoil and upheaval that affects the whole world. God’s people today should know and love this book.

Let’s see what God has to say in the Apocalypse–the Unveiling–the Revelation of Jesus Christ. Join us in-person or on-line at 9:30 am or 11:00 am Sunday.

 

Ken Pierpont-Lead Pastor, Bethel Church in Jackson

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