Monthly Archives: July 2011

Who Changes?

“As I was with Moses, so shall I be with you.”

People often lament the passing or retirement of elderly church leaders with the question, “Who will fill their shoes?” At the beginning of the book of Joshua, God make a promise that proved this question to be misguided.

“As I was with Moses.” God  took Moses from his flocks in the desert to the throne room of Egypt. Moses stuttered yet God so blessed his farewell speech to the Israelites, we still have it available to us — the book of Deuteronomy.

“So will I be with you.” God did not command Joshua to lead the people as Moses had. They no longer needed a shepherd. They needed someone to lead them into battle.

God did not even promise the same miracles to Joshua. There was no king to convince any longer — only kings to defeat.

The promise was not to continue Moses’ life through Joshua. He was supposed to be different than Moses. God is the one who remained the same.

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Mountaintops and Cream

In January 1860, a boy was born to a poor family in the mountains of Tennessee. He was one of thirteen children and could have easily have grown into a forgettable man.

In the summer of his twentieth year, the young man made a discovery. He walked the aisle at a local tent camp meeting and discovered the Source of joy and meaning in life. The same night he became a Christian, he was called to preach.

His preaching was not all fire and brimstone though. He was a brilliant storyteller and often made memorable points that way. For instance, he never thought becoming a Christian meant he would send the rest of his life fighting depression.

“My friend, if the devil can succeed in skimming the cream off of your religious experience, he will leave you with a bowl of clabber on your hands; and, as you rattle your bowl and eat clabber with a brass spoon, you will imagine, because nobody wants your clabber, that you are the only fellow in all this land of ours that has the real thing.

“Well, old boy, I don’t propose to eat clabber and drink skimmed milk when I can get cream at the same price. My, my! neighbor, why should I put clabber and skimmed milk on my strawberries when the waiter is standing by with a smile on his face and a pitcher of cream in his hand, saying, ‘Help yourself, there is plenty more'” (Bud Robinson in A Pitcher of Cream).

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