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Did I not tell you that if you believed you would see the glory of God |
The questions Jesus asked in the Gospel of John
I was preparing these for a Bible study I’m resourcing and thought they were very penetrating and hard-hitting questions!
My daughter, Zoe, is doing her GCSEs.
Her academically selective school, which generally sends 34-40% of its students to Oxbridge is a bit of a academic hot-house.
So much of her year has a Plan A. All 10 A stars. And then a Plan A for the A-levels. All 4 A stars. And then a Plan A. Oxbridge.
And then, Plans A diverge. Stellar careers in politics, law, academia, the arts, media, journalism, business…
Zoe’s post-uni plans are different. She is 16, but mentions things like perhaps being a priest, because she loves Scripture and people, or working with Heidi Baker in Mozambique, or youth ministry. She is just 16, of course.
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Very few people live their lives in Plan A. At 17, my Plan A, oddly, was to become a nun, and work with Mother Teresa’s Missionaries of Charity. Well, I entered the novitiate, but left 14 months later, when I was 18.
Plan A was then academics. I read English at Somerville College, Oxford, and was accepted for a Ph.D at Oxford University, contingent on getting a First. I didn’t.
Plan A was then becoming a writer. I published articles in various prestigious places, won prizes, including a $20,000 National Endowment for the Arts award. I got a dream editor and agent. But my manuscript was not the one they envisioned, and in the process of revising it, I got depressed, and abandoned it (for a season).
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Which brings me to now. I am definitely living in Plan B. It’s not my plan A which would have involved me being a successful writer by now.
I am leading an interesting life, a happy life. I like it. It’s just not Plan A.
Almost nobody lives in Plan A. For many of us, it is Plan B, at best
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Plan B is not necessarily a bad place to live. It is where our real life happens.
Plan B saw me go to graduate school in America, where I grew close to Roy, now my husband. I found myself stymied in my manuscript, and abandoned it; I used my energy to found a publishing company, and now, when I go back to my manuscript, I’ll self-publish it. It won’t be perfect, but it will be exactly the book I want to write.
And the publishing company has opened other doors, such as that of travel, which is a happy, refreshing and revitalizing and educational experience for me. We tend to visit Europe, or go further afield during every school half-term or holiday, 5-6 times a year of late. We could not have afforded that without running a small business.
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It is in the shadows of disappointment and heartbreak, of things not working out as they should, that we develop character: endurance, toughness, optimism, compassion for those who are walking the same shadowy path, knowledge of what it is to suffer.
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I have a Plan A for the second half of my life. It involves health, happiness, fruitfulness, happiness for my husband and children, the continued success of our family business, and God’s blessing on my writing. It involves some travel, much gardening, much reading and writing.
I believe I can ask God to bless it.
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The Bible has much to say about prayer and the desires of our hearts, about prayer and Plan A.
Moses catching sight of God burst out with, “Show me your glory.” And the Lord replies, “I will do the very thing you have asked, because I am pleased with you, and I know you by name.” (Exodus 33:17).
Abraham in prayer whittles God down from a promise to not destroy the city if 50 righteous people could be found to an assurance that his family would be saved. Hezekiah’s prayers in Kings add 15 years to his life.
Prayer is more likely to bring Plan A into existence.
I like this Davidic prayer, May he give you the desire of your heart, and make all your plans succeed. “Psalm 20:4. Since I am rather fond of my own current Plan A, I am praying that somehow God will bless it.
However, since I myself, and most people I know, live in Plan B at best, that is the plan to thrive and be happy in, since that is our life.
Ultimately, because our wisdom is limited, but God’s is not, what really matters is that we live in God’s Plan A for the rest of our lives, “plans for good and not for evil, to give us a future and a hope.” (Jer 29:11).
May it be so.
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Nash, wikipedia |
I listened to Michael Green preach on Sunday at St. Andrew’s, Oxford. I last heard him, oh 25 years ago, as an undergraduate. I remember dropping in to St. Aldate’s when I was feeling overwhelmed because a lot of my friends went there. I wouldn’t have called myself a Christian, though his sermons did make perfect sense to me, and sort of inspired me to do the right thing.
He spoke on the next chapter in the book of the Bible we were going through, Nehemiah 2. I thought it was excellent–a combination of good vivid story telling, a magnetic personality which encourages one to pay attention, and the ability to draw practical spiritual inferences from a historic text.
What was my “take-away”? That God is sovereign even when everything seems to be against us. That an arrow prayer straight from our heart to God’s can change things at any time. That nothing is hopeless as long as God is around. That God can penetrate and change human history.
Michael Green is 81. I would love to be so fresh and green, bearing fruit at 81. And so, I guess I need to do two things–make sure I eat healthily, and exercise now. And FAR more important, I need to put my roots into the stream of God so that I will be able to draw nourishment from his living waters when I am old. (Psalm 1, Ezekiel 47).
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And so, at home, I googled Michael Green as one does these days!. He was converted –along with John Stott, David Watson and Nicky Gumbel by a man I had never heard of–unlike his list of converts. Someone called EJH Nash, or Bash who ran a camp ministry at Iwerne Minster. David Watson is meant to have attended 35 camps in five years.
Nash focussed on reaching “the best boys from the best schools.” He devoted his life to preaching a simple evangelical gospel at the top 30 public schools. He also influenced the University Christian Unions a particularly good example being the Cambridge Inter-Collegiate Christian Union “where between 1935 and 1939 all CICCU’s presidents were ‘Bash’ campers, and the union was marked by his methods: a very simple evangelical gospel; meticulous preparation; a wariness of emotions or intellect and assiduous “personal work” before and after conversion.” He was famous for his sense of humour, and his ability to create a happy atmosphere.
Wow! It strikes me that the man must have really loved Christ to devote his life not to speaking, writing and media appearances as so many of today’s Christian superstars do, but to training the next generation of Christian leaders, who in turn will influence the next generation or two.
It was a highly focussed strategy: “the best boys from the best schools.” It was not Jesus’s strategy, though. Jesus appeared to take riff-raff who had tough characters–but hey, who can argue with success.
The mystery of influence! Billy Graham was converted by a travelling preacher called Mordechai Ham. Ham was tired, and weary and almost did not want to go on. His journal shows his despairing cries to the Lord for fruit. On the next night, Billy Graham came to his tent.
Our lives belong to Christ. Whether we hold up the torch of our own work to shine brightly–or pass it
on to another–does not really matter.
And interestingly, I could not easily find a reliable image of the man. When I typed his name, I saw images of Michael Green, John Stott, and David Watson. “Bash,” with his famous sense of humour, may have enjoyed this!!
Romans 1 28–2:3
28 Furthermore, just as they did not think it worthwhile to retain the knowledge of God, so God gave them over to a depraved mind, so that they do what ought not to be done. 29 They have become filled with every kind of wickedness, evil, greed and depravity. They are full of envy, murder, strife, deceit and malice. They are gossips, 30 slanderers, God-haters, insolent, arrogant and boastful; they invent ways of doing evil; they disobey their parents; 31 they have no understanding, no fidelity, no love, no mercy. 32 Although they know God’s righteous decree that those who do such things deserve death, they not only continue to do these very things but also approve of those who practice them.
Because men did not treasure God, God abandons them to their own devices.
And so man continues to do what he knows is wrong. In his distorted thinking, the end justifies the means. And as long as they are successful, rich and prominent, people approve of those who might be “greedy, quarrelsome, envious, deceitful, malicious, gossipy, slanderous, arrogant, boastful, and unfaithful.”
1 You, therefore, have no excuse, you who pass judgment on someone else, for at whatever point you judge another, you are condemning yourself, because you who pass judgment do the same things. 2 Now we know that God’s judgment against those who do such things is based on truth. 3 So when you, a mere human being, pass judgment on them and yet do the same things, do you think you will escape God’s judgment?
5 But because of your stubbornness and your unrepentant heart, you are storing up wrath against yourself for the day of God’s wrath, when his righteous judgment will be revealed.
People–and the correctness of this comment can be empirically proven Reinhold Neibuhr said–are filled with every kind of greed, envy, strife, deceit and malice. They are gossips, 30 slanderers, insolent, arrogant and boastful; they invent ways of doing evil; 31 they have no fidelity, no love, no mercy.
Everyone, to a greater or lesser degree is guilty of these things.
And since all of us, to a greater or lesser degree, are guilty of evil, greed, envy, strife, deceit, malice, gossip, slander, insolence, arrogance and boastfulness, we have no excuse when we judge someone else.
In the act of judging them, of commenting on the evil of their actions, we are opening ourselves up to especial judgment since we who judge them have sinned too–and ironically, and oddly, often have committed the same sins we vehemently condemn in others.
And so in judging another, we are opening ourselves to judgement. 3 So when you, a mere human being, pass judgment on them and yet do the same things, do you think you will escape God’s judgment?
Jesus reminds us of this when he cautions, in Luke 6, “37 “Do not judge, and you will not be judged. For with the measure you use, it will be measured to you.”
(Further thoughts on judging and condemning)
Lord, open my eyes to when I might be judging and condemning others. Give me your merciful spirit.
There were two words for time in koine Greek, Chairos and Chronos. Chronos was clock time, sequential time. Chairos was special: “the right time,” God’s Time.
So it’s not yet chairos time to expand our business in the same or a slightly different direction. Soon, however–in a matter of weeks or months, it will be.
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God answers all prayer. He does not answer our selfish, materialistic begging. He does not move into our sinful situation. He moves us out of our sinful situation into Himself. God sometimes moves slowly. Sometimes we don’t lack faith, but patience. Wait patiently for Him, and He will give you your heart’s desire.
That’s when miracles happen.
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I have experienced God’s go, Chairos time a few times. I had a very stimulating time as an undergraduate in Oxford, almost like coming to life. And then, I moved to America, where we lived for 17 years, 12 of them in Williamsburg, Virginia. (In fact, I have lived longer in Williamsburg than anywhere else as an adult.) I did not like living in America, and I particularly, intensely, disliked living in Williamsburg. I never felt at home there, as if I belonged–and that was, of course, was because I did not.
Oddly, I felt home-sick not for India, but for Oxford, where, for some reason, I felt comfortable, as I did belong. A place were eccentricity is the norm, where conversations heady as champagne are not infrequent, with as much culture per square foot as New York or London–but so much easier to get to.
I hoped to return to Oxford for many years, but did not pray for it, since I saw no concrete way in which I could do so.
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I used to find winters depressing in Virginia, probably because I stayed indoors so much. One November, I went on an individual retreat at Richmond Hill, Richmond. I probably planned to stay the week. However, I came across a book called Lift up your Eyes, by Glenn Clark about prayer. It goes through the different things the Father desires to give us –ideas, creativity, opulence and riches (if we desire them!!), friends.
I left within 24 hours. As I read that book, I felt I had found the key I had been seeking, the missing link.
I had been hoping, not praying, for so many things. I had the horizontal view, not the vertical view. I needed to lift up my eyes to the hills.
And so I did!
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I put moving to Oxford on my prayer list in December 2003. In April 2004, we were in England, and we since we now have permanent residency, we are unlikely to voluntarily move, unless God taps me on my shoulder with new marching orders. (Please don’t Lord; please leave the boundary lines set in these pleasant places.)
I had wanted to leave Williamsburg for the 12 years I lived there. I really disliked it. But things happened spiritually in those desert-ish years. When I came I was a Christian in a sense that I spent 30 minutes a day in prayer and Bible study, but God was not as central to my thoughts as he is now, I did not live in the presence of God as much as I do now, I was more of a reed shaken in the wind, than someone living in the waterfall of God’s presence, her feet on the rock.
In Williamsburg, I discovered the strength of Scripture, and started devoting 90 minutes to prayer and Bible study, no matter what else I had to do, no matter whether I did anything else significant that day or not.
I found a mentor, who went through the Gospels with me and Roy bi-weekly for five years, as well as a theology course called Sonship which he had co-written. I met weekly with another mentor, Lolly Dunlap (obit). I taught several bible studies, and gained much from my immersion in the Bible. I spoke at various church events, and gained some practice in communicating my enthusiasm and passion for prayer and scripture.
And then, slowly, it became clear that it was time to leave. I had changed. I was different. And then all sorts of unlikely things happened very quickly. Roy won a prize for the best paper published in a scientific journal in the last three years, and various other prizes for some ground-breaking work. He was elected to the Board of Directors of the International Linear Algebra Society, co-edited a successful book, was elected to various boards, won prestigious grants including a 100K one from the National Science Foundation to go anywhere he liked for a year and study. Suddenly, job offers flowed in, from Canada, and yes, the UK. We came to the UK, where he was a Distinguished Visitor at the Univ. of Manchester, and we used the NSF grant to spend a year at the Mathematical Institute at Oxford. Within a year of my prayer, I was in Oxford, and have never left.
And the last seven years in Oxford have been incredibly busy, but also creative. I have published two books, I have founded a publishing company starting with, like, zero business experience, I have become a blogger…
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I give several other examples of how things tarry, then happen, very rapidly when it is chairos time, but I won’t ramble further.
These two words, chairos, chronos keep recurring in thoughts.
Roy and I are fairly energetic and there are so many things we want to do all at once–expand the garden, the business… That’s why it’s becoming more important for me to check in with God on a daily/weekly basis to get his ideas and his perspective on what I should be doing.
First things first is the title of a book by Stephen Covey, though Jesus, of course, concluded his sermon on the mount with the same thought. Seek first the Kingdom of God, and his righteousness, and all these things (the things the pagans run after) will be added to you.
The thought does simplify prioritizing. The Kingdom of God on a micro-level, i.e. in each person’s life, will look slightly different. It basically means what your life would look like if Christ were ruling it/in it. For some it would mean evangelism, or feeding the poor, or preaching. For me, it would look like peace, quiet, domestic order, harmonious relationships, and using “that one talent which is death to hide” i.e. writing.
And knowing whether it is the chairos time to do something, embark on a new project, is partly determined by whether doing so contribute to ushering in, or retarding the Kingdom of God, the reign of God in my life.
And now at last, it is the chairos time for me to write–and so I just have to shrug off distraction–and get down to it.
Well, Roy and I are in North Wales, enjoying a few days sans children. Immensely quiet. We passed through breaktakingly beautiful countryside on our drive here, through Snowdonia National Park. Lots of impossibly small lambs.
We are here to walk in Bodnant Gardens, and perhaps some other gardens and National Trust Properties here.
Zoe is in the throes of her G.C.S.E’s. Two weeks down, three to go. So far, so good.
Irene had a sleepover for her 12th birthday. In a tent in our orchard. Everyone survived, and we even got a little sleep.
We will have two new additions to our family next month–two new ducklings. Can’t wait. The farmer is going to hand them over when they are six week old. Khaki Campbells. We’ve previously had Aylesbury ducks, which we loved. Let’s hope these are equally wonderful.
We are working very hard restoring our old rambling garden, which has been much neglected. Pictures to follow soon.
It’s half-term for Whitsun in England. We are in a relatively calm, sunny place, in every way–and for that, we are grateful!
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