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I recently read an insightful story that would serve as a good reminder for us both as we prepare to part ways. The story is about a group of climbers who set out to scale a large mountain in Europe. The view boasted a breathtaking peak of snowcapped rocks. On clear days the crested point reigned as king on the horizon. Its white tip jutted into the blue sky inviting admiration and offering inspiration.
On days like this the hikers made the greatest progress. The peak stood above them like a compelling goal. Eyes were called upward. The walk was brisk. The cooperation was unselfish. Though many, they climbed as one, all looking to the same summit.
Yet on some days the peak of the mountain was hidden from view. The cloud covering would eclipse the crisp blueness with a drab, gray ceiling and block the vision of the mountaintop. On these days the climb became arduous. Eyes were downward and thoughts inward. The goal was forgotten. Tempers were short. Weariness was an uninvited companion. Complaints stung like thorns on the trail.
We’re like that, aren’t we? As long as we can see our dream, as long as our goal is within eyesight, there is no mountain we can’t climb or summit we can’t scale. But take away our vision, block our view of the trail’s end, and the result is as discouraging as the journey.
Lucado, M. (1987). God came near : Chronicles of the Christ (189–190). Portland, Or.: Multnomah Press.
I am told that when President Bush was governor of Texas he had to deal with a lot of conflict. According to the sources I heard on the news one night in December (I tried to check this our with different sources and was unable to confirm it.) He came into office with a legislature that was in the opposite party. Early in his term he met with the opposition leader of the legislative branch with the hopes of building a cooperative coalition for the future.
The meeting was a failure. There was no trust and no agreement. There was plenty of conflict.
At the end of the session as Bush got up to leave he suddenly reached over and grabbed the opposition boss with both hands on his neck and gave him a big kiss on the cheek.
The man was completely stunned. He got red faced and stammered "What did you do THAT for!".
Bush said, "If I can’t get your cooperation and help, I’m at least going to get a kiss!"
The opposition leader broke up laughing and that was the beginning of friendship and the end of conflict.
"Prayer is surrender-surrender to the will of God and cooperation with that will. If I throw out a boat hook from the boat and catch hold of the shore and pull, do I pull the shore to me, or do I pull myself to the shore? Prayer is not pulling God to my will, but the aligning of my will to the will of God."
E. Stanley Jones, in Liberating Ministry From The Success Syndrome, K Hughes, Tyndale, 1988, p. 73
At one point during a game, the baseball coach said to one of his young players, "Do you understand what cooperation is? What a team is?"
The little boy nodded in the affirmative.
"Do you understand that what matters is whether we win together as a team?"
The little boy nodded yes.
"So," the coach continued, "when a strike is called, or you’re out at first, you don’t argue or curse or attack the umpire. Do you understand all that?"
Again the littl...
When a six foot four inch, muscularly built middle Eastern man tried to light an explosive hidden in his shoe on Flight #63 on its way from Paris to Miami, a flight attendant tackled him with the help of five other passengers. A terrible tragedy was averted with the cooperation of six people who fought the good fight to save the lives of 197 people on board that flight. You will never know when you might be called on to lend cooperation to tackle some form of evil that will require the combined efforts to tackle all manifestations of evil. Utilize everything available to you to see that others can be delivered to their safe destination in heaven since the enemy is doing everything in his power to stop people from reaching heaven’s shore.
When the board of directors of a large food company was considering the selection of a new president, one of the directors worked out this questionnaire:
1. Who of the possible candidates is the best known as a personality to the most company people?
2. Who is the most liked and trusted by them?
3. Who is held in the highest regard outside the organization...in public life and "in the trade"?
4. Who is the most warmly human in his dealings with people?
5. Who has demonstrated the best capacity for selecting able people, and the greatest willingness to delegate authority and responsibility?
6. Who will be apt to do the best job of keeping his desk and mind clear of day-to-day operating problems, so he will have time to think in broader terms of tomorrow and next year?
7. Who does the boldest -- yet soundest -- thinking?
8. Who is most open-mined and willing to revise decisions when important new facts come to light?
9. Who inspires the best cooperation and exercises the best control and coordination, without "trespassing" on responsibility once delegated?
10. Who is most self-possessed in all situations, best able to adjust to personalities and circumstances and tact and understanding?
11. Who can be depended upon to make the most of a promising new plan or idea?
12. Who can "take it" the best under a heavy load of responsibility?
13. Who is the best builder of the people under him?
14. Who is most likely, in good times and bad, to remember that the basic job of the president is to operate the business at a profit?
Bits & Pieces, May 26, 1994, pp. 18-20.
Message to Garcia
In all this Cuban business there is one man who stands out on the horizon of my memory. When war broke out between Spain and the United States, it was very necessary to communicate quickly with the leader of the insurgents. Garcia was somewhere in the mountains of Cuba, no one knew where. No mail or telegraph could reach him. The President must secure his cooperation, and quickly. Someone said to the President, "There’s a fellow by the name of Rowan who will find Garcia for you if anybody can." The point I wish to make is this: President McKinley gave Rowan a letter to be delivered to Garcia, Rowan took the letter and did not ask "Where is he at?" By the eternal! There is a man whose form should be cast in deathless bronze and the statue placed in every college in the land. It is not book learning young men need but a stiffening of the vertebra which will cause them to be loyal to a trust, to act promptly, concentrate their energies, DO THE THING-CARRY A MESSAGE TO GARCIA! You put his to the test. You are sitting at your office, six clerks within your call. Summon any one and make this request: "Please look in the encyclopedia and make a brief memo for me on the life of Correggio." Will the clerk quietly say "Yes sir" and go do the task? On your life he will not! He will look at you out of a fishy eye and ask one or more of the following questions:
"Who was He?"
"Where is the encyclopedia?"
"Was I hired for that?"
"Is there any hurry?"
"Shouldn’t I bring you the book and let you look it up yourself?"
"What do you want to know for?"
Now I tell you that after you have answered the questions and explained how to find the information, and why you want it, the clerk will go off and get one of the other clerks to help him find Garcia and then come back and tell you there is no such man. Now if you are wise you will smile sweetly and say, "Never Mind" and go look it up yourself. My heart goes out to the man who does his work when the boss is away, as well as when he is at home. And the man who when given a letter for Garcia, quietly takes the missive, without asking questions, and with no lurking intentions of chucking it into the nearest sewer, or of doing aught else but deliver it. Anything such a man asks will be granted: his kind is so rare that no employer can afford to let him go. He is wanted in every city, town, and village-in every office, shop, store, and factory. The world cries out for such, he is needed, and needed badly The Man who can carry a Message to Garcia!
My first assignment 35 years ago was to an inner city parish in Wshington,D.C. Money was stolen from my room; the garage mechanic said my gas tank may have been sabotaged, destroying my engine; one weekend we had 34 windows broken in the school. When a new pastor was sent,the parish held a party and some teenagers left and started a rumble. The civil disturbance unit of the Metropolitan Police had to be called out. One of my priest classmates going to the hospital to visit a sick parishioner, had his car stoned at a stop sign. A group of us in the parish realized that we were either going to make the church into a fortress - more bars on the windows, etc. - or we were going to reach out and try to change the lives of the young people who lived around the church. So we announced a retreat weekend in the country. It was going to be free to any teenager who wanted to attend. The announcement was an a stepping our in faith on our part, since we actually had no money for this event. We simply trusted God would provide the means. Our hearts were touched by the generous response of people. A bus company donated transportation. A priest classmate donated some funds. A group of monks gave us food, etc. The retreat team meanwhile was praying and studying together. We each wrote and reviewed witness talks. The big weekend came and we all found ourselves at this beautiful church camp on a wide river. We enjoyed dinner together; had recreation; a witness talk, prayer session and then "bed time". I fell sound asleep. Many of the teens got up and created chaos. They raided the kitchen and had raw hamburger figts. They threw heads of lettuce at each other. They flooded the bathrooms and broke out screens. The boys raided the girls cabin at 2:00 AM. Next morning the adults were devastated; and a lot of the teens upset. We decided we would have to call the bus back immediately and leave before the place was burned down. Then one man said, "Let’s separate the boys and girls into their cabins and talk to them. It was the only positive suggestion. I will never forget the look of the boys when I walked into their cabin with a parishioner. Their faces looked like hardened steel. They had lived with violence and heard every kind of reprimand. They were ready for anything. At a loss for words, I said the most intelligent thing I may ever have said. I turned to the layman who made the suggestion and said, "Go ahead, Bob." He looked at me, the priest, puzzled; but then he spoke. "You men did a lot of horrible things last night. You upset the women and the girls. You destroyed food...
Bible Fact & Fiction: Tyndale House in cooperation with the Barna Research Group discovered the following about American adults:
· 80% name the Bible as the most influential book in human history.
· 58% believe the Bible to be totally accurate in all it teaches.
· 91% of all households own at least one Bible
· 45% say they know the basics teachings and beliefs of Christianity very well.
· 80% say the Bible specifically says that God helps those who help themselves.
· 39% say it doesn’t mater what faith you embrace because they all teach the same lessons.
· 43% believe that Jesus Christ committed sins¾8% of born-again Christian concur.
· 54% say good people can earn their way to heaven. (Foster Letter 2/15/00)
"Greater love hath no man that this, that a man lay down his life for his friends" (John 15:13).
"When we were enemies, we were reconciled to God by the death of his Son" (Romans 5:10).
When nations are engaged in deadly strife, it is common for patriots to declare that he who gives his life for defense of his country may be certain of a home in heaven because of having made the supreme sacrifice. This teaching is in accord with the principles of the Moslem religion and not with true Christianity. Mahomet promised his fanatical followers a place in Paradise if they died for the faith in conflict with the "infidels" who rejected his teachings. Patriotism is a virtue of which any man may well be proud.
But patriotism, praiseworthy as it is from the human standpoint, will never fit the soul for the presence of God. It can never wash away the guilt of sin. The testimony of Edith Cavell, the brave British nurse who was killed by the Germans during the former world war, is well worth considering in this connection.
This noble woman was born in Swardeston, Norfold, on December 4, 1865. She entered the London Hospital for nurses’ training in 1895. In 1907 she was appointed first matron of the Berkendael Medical Institute at Brussels, Belgium. This became the Red Cross Hospital in Belgium at the outbreak of the conflict in 1914. From August of that year, until August, 1915, Nurse Cavell helped to care for wounded French, Belgian, English and German soldiers alike. She ministered faithfully even to those who had fallen while fighting against her own nation. Naturally, her sympathies were with the Allies, and in cooperation with the efforts of Prince Reginald de Croy, she aided many derelict English and French soldiers who had fled from the Germans. These escaped by "underground" methods to the Dutch frontier, where, with the aid of guides, they were conveyed across to Britain. When some of these fugitives were traced to her house in Brussels, she was immediately arrested and after a court-martial was sentenced to face a firing-squad. All her kindness to the German wounded was forgotten. Her captors considered her a spy and treated her accordingly.
Just before the bandage was placed over her eyes, as she stood fearlessly facing the solders who were about to take her life, she gave a last message to the world. "I am glad," she said, "to die for my country. But as I stand here I realize as never before that patriotism is not enough." Then she went on to give a clear, definite testimony to her personal faith in the Lord Jesus Christ and her assurance of salvation, not through laying down her life for others, but because He laid down His life for her. In perfect composure, she submitted to the bandaging of her eyes and, in a few moments fell, pierced by many German bullets.
Her words, patriotism is not enough! have spoken loudly to may in the years that have gone since she died a martyr to her convictions.
"What more is needed?" you may ask. The answer is "Christ!" It is through faith in Him alone that the soul is saved and heaven assured.
H.A. Ironside, Illustrations of Bible Truth, Moody Press, 1945, pp. 60-61.