The Words Of The Preacher

I wrote this last semester (Fall '08) for an extra credit assignment for Old Testament Survey.  It is a spoken word/poetry slam piece that I based off the book of Ecclesiastes and the life of Solomon.  Some of it is anachronistic in its expressions and cultural references, yet I believe the main thrust of the book and the theological principles contained therein remain.  Solomon was the man who had it all; politically, materially & intellectually.  This spoken word piece seeks to present the dire, hopeless vanities of empty hedonism present within the life of an individual who is seeking ultimate pleasure and satisfaction apart from a vibrant relationship with God Almighty.  I hope it ministers to you. I may be recording a live video performance of this soon because Dr. Smith said he would like to use it for his class.  I'll post up the video if I ever do that in the future.

Ecclesiastes 1:1-2, 9-11

"The words of the Preacher, the son of David, king in Jerusalem.  'Vanity of vanities,' says the Preacher; 'Vanity of vanities, all is vanity.'  So I became great and excelled more than all who were before me in Jerusalem.  Also my wisdom remained with me.  Whatever my eyes desired I did not keep from them.  I did not withhold my heart from any pleasure...then I looked on all the works that my hands had done and on the labor in which I had toiled; and indeed all was vanity and grasping for the wind.  There was no profit under the sun."

The Words Of The Preacher

Vs. 1

Under the sun I’ve had bundles of fun/

Stacking gold to the sky, I’ve had bundles of funds/

I’ve had hundreds of hunnies numbering numerous sums/

And grub in my tummy, buddy, the food was a ton/

No stumbling dummy could sully or ruin my guns/

My government money funding was second to none/

Flexing extra-ordinary wisdom exceeding the highest/

All the kings of the earth came to me seeking guidance/ 

The greatest, my name was famous, the amazing Son of David/

Insane gifts and cadence placed me on the apex of the A-list/

It is what it is, I ain't telling you fibs/

Catch me on the latest version of Jerusalem Cribs/

I was sipping a tea/ livid, and living a dream/ 

Swimming in cream, brimming with greed, sinning extreme/

I strategized to gratify the cravings cut inside of me/

I fantasized, my fantasies became utter realities/

The quintessential player / suave and savvy/

Who else had 1,000 women who were calling him daddy?/

Imagine in your mind you’re touring the finest mansion/

I had that all that shine plus more than your eyes can fathom/

With an eye for snatching the flyest fashion/

In a mad dash for cash then I was flashing/

Sippin from a chalice in my palace, living higher than the stratus/

Undeniably the baddest / Don't believe me? find my status/

in Ecclesiastes 2:9/

I was greater than any man born before my time/

Thought I was living the high life, blessed and free/

‘Till I realized my possessions were possessing me/

Hook (Chorus):

Vanity of vanities, coming through the speakers/

Listen to me children, I’m exposing my weakness/

My goal is to warn ya, my goal is to teach ya/

So come here and listen the words of the preacher/ (2x)

Vs. 2

Under the sun, I’ve had bundles of fun/

But the fun was misleading, it's humbling son/

The pleasures were fleeting, their crumbled and gone/

Now I’m severed and bleeding, asundered and numb/

Basking in ravishing passion brought no lasting satisfaction/

Madness and outlandish laughing was the saddest bad distraction/

Trapped, smacked, jacked, backtracked and blackened/

Didn't fear God or keep the commands of the matchless captain/

I've toiled for an anvil of sin/

And all I have to show you is this handful of wind/

Barraged with a mirage of rude brews and broads/

My life wasn't lodged in the true pursuit of God/

And I regret it so badly/

Choking and feeling broken like I'm in a low valley/

Power and the pleasure in a choke-hold had me/

Not chasing after my holy daddy/

It’s ineffably distressing so you better be confessing/

Cause without your God your life will be incredibly depressing/

See I've exhausted every possible route in finding meaning/

And found out that route’s impossible without the Highest Being/

What profit is the labor, walking after paper/

Scoffing at your maker, sooner or later, the coffin’s gonna claim ya/

You see death is gonna get you/

And when death comes to get you you ain’t bringing nothing with you/

So don’t live for one-night stands and weekend plans/

Cause giving glory to God is the chief end of man/

Vanity of vanities/ the statement of my thesis/

Everything is straight up worthless without saving faith in Jesus/

Hook (Chorus):

Vanity of vanities, coming through the speakers/

Listen to me children, I’m exposing my weakness/

My goal is to warn ya, my goal is to teach ya/

So come here and listen the words of the preacher/

10 Indictments Against The Modern American Church

I have listened to a load of Paul Washer sermons.  Next to John Piper he is my favorite preacher.  I believe that out of all his messages, this is undoubtedly the most needed one for this epoch of the American church.  He just preached this last week at the 2008 SermonIndex Revival Conference.  If you're familiar with his preaching this is pretty much a summation of all that he stresses in his itinerant ministry.

One blogger has already said this sermon "may be the one that ends up being the 95 theses of our time in history." I cannot overemphasize how much I recommend that every single leader and lay person in the American church should listen to this wonderful exhortation.  It is two hours long.  Please set that time aside and listen.

Here is the link:

Paul Washer's "10 Indictments..." sermon on Sermon Audio

At my other blog I have posted a brief outline with notable quotes from the sermon.  I've taken it off here to preserve space and not make it so long.

Daughter Of The King

I did not intend to just end up posting lyrics/verses that I've written but they have just been pouring out of my heart lately.  I pray that this edifies and encourages you. I called this one "Daughter Of The King." 

(After you read this, read the warning/caveat that I give after the poem please).

Sublime and beautiful soul, my mind is losing control/ 

Pure radiance, you shine with an unusual glow/ 

Reminiscing to the time I said, “Excuse me, hello.”/

Now I know we go together like a shoe and sole/ 

Yeah, you’re a cutie and you’re truly a rose/ 

I am fully yours and you are fully my own/ 

Rebuke me but don’t go, if I ever foolishly show/ 

That I’m not treasuring your heart because I’m stupid and slow/ 

And every single year it’s like your beauty it grows/ 

Your love is brighter than the sun, sweeter than a honeycomb/ 

I know as our hands hold we’re both of the same mold/ 

Covenant blessed/ flesh of my flesh, bone of my bone/ 

Help me be a lovin’ husband and a man in the home/ 

Who leads you and our little crew to love the Lamb on the throne/ 

Ephesians Five as our story for His glory alone/            

Ecclesiastes 4:9 as the path of our road/ 

See I’m attracted to you because you’re attracted to Him/ 

A beauty deeper than skin reaching to virtue within/ 

Spent so much time at his feet, seeking Him, touching his hem/ 

That you’re reflecting off His glory like a radiant gem/ 

Pure and purchased/ You’re worth it/ I’m a servant to your needs/ 

This is my beloved; she’s such a precious thing to me/ 

I’ll keep the vows I avowed when I offered you my ring/ 

Understanding I’m entrusted with a daughter of the King/ 

Sometimes I get all mushy and junk and write these things.  I pray that God will mold me to be the kind of man who is a priest, prophet, provider, and protector in the home. A godly man who loves his wife like Christ loved the church.

But I did want to give a brief warning to those of us who are single.  I sincerely believe that one of the greatest idols in our Christian circles is the polished idol of relationships and aspirations of future marriage.  Especially with being in Seminary, sometimes if feels like this place is the equivalent of a sanctified meat market.  We affirm the importance of singles being content in Christ but continually deny that principle practically.  Let's just make sure that our desire to find our "soul mate" does not overtake our desire to seek the Lover of our souls.  Do you desire marriage more than communion with Christ? May it never be!  Let us seek Jesus and rest in His good providence.  May Christ be all!

Eternal Praise

I don't know why, but these last few days I've been compelled to write Revelation-inspired lyrics.  

Here's another I just wrote:

Radiating white rays emanate from Your face/ 

Prostrate in this place as I’m faced with Your grace/ 

All saints praise and tremble, the temple quakes and shakes 

As great Yahweh’s famous name is raised/ 

No mistakes/ The Sovereign preordained my fate/ 

I’m lowercase/ He’s the Capital Name of names/ 

Incredible, shameless bliss/ I celebrate/ 

Indelible elation gives sight to faith/ 

Hating, racism, faking/ done flying away/ 

As nations are made in/ one united state/ 

Before the foundations/ of earth were laid/ 

This scene was painted in eternity to further His fame/ 

Christ came as a slave, sliced in pain/ 

Smashed wrath on his back, sacrificed and slain/ 

Became a curse in his person, purging out my flames/ 

So forever I will worship in eternal praise! Yes!

Glory

I got inspired. It's a worship scene. I pray it ministers to you in one way or another.

"And every creature which is in heaven and on the earth and under the earth and such as are in the sea, and all that are in them, I heard saying, 'Blessing and honor and glory and power be to Him who sits on the throne, and to the Lamb, forever, and ever!' Amen." Revelation 5:13

No trust, lust is before me / disgusting it’s gory/ 

So lowly, but He didn’t crush or abort me/ 

He laid His life down, yeah He blood-bought me/ 

I’m anticipating, waiting ‘til You’re taking me home free/ 

Risin’/ on eagle’s wings I’m soaring/ 

Flyin’ to Zion/ to El Elohim/ 

Finally, beholding the enthroned King/ 

Shaking and trembling/ Your holiness floors me/ 

Angels worshipping, Seraphim swarming/ 

You’re one time, two times, three times holy/ 

Falling on my face in the midst of Your glory/ 

Crying, “Worthy is the Lamb standing before me!” 

Creation extolling the One and Only/ 

Join me! / Glorify the Most High solely/ 

As I’m raising hands to I Am who I Am/ 

I still can’t believe that my hands are holy/

“Praise you for the cost, Praise you for the blood ya lost/ 

Praise you for the rugged cross. Yeah I truly adore thee”/ 

He comes down from His throne as He clothes me/ 

In a bright white robe through His blood atoning/ 

Overcome with love, my tears are flowing/ 

I’m a worm deserving wrath/ but He knows me!/ 

So sweet/ as eternity passes slowly/ 

Lord I’ve got to say that I’ve never felt so free!

"One Thing I Ask"...My Heart's Cry

Yesterday I was attending "This Thing" on campus. "This Thing" is a worship gathering we have at the Recreation and Aerobics Center (RAC) on Tuesday nights to just get together and worship as students.  Anyways, during the worship in music they sang this song called "One Thing." It was really stirring me up because I was just speaking with my friend Andrew about this very topic.  The words go like this:

Single minded, whole hearted
One thing I ask
Single minded, whole hearted
One thing I ask

That I may gaze upon Your beauty O Lord
That I may seek Your holy face
That I may know You in an intimate way
And follow after You all of my days
And follow after You all of my days

All of life comes down to just one thing
And that’s to know You O Jesus
And to make You known

This has been the cry of my heart recently. This Paul Washer clip (listen to it!!!) really drove me to the ground and convicted me.  I had heard him share this story before but just heard it again this week.  He recounts the story of when he was in Seminary (the same school I am at now actually) and he was seeking God with all that he had.  He cried out and said, "God, I cannot just read books.  I need to know you!"

I want to echo the exact same statement as brother Paul Washer.  I CANNOT GO ON JUST READING BOOKS ABOUT JESUS!! I want to know Jesus! I want to experience Him. I want to walk with Him, talk with Him, eat with him (is that weird?). I want to breathe Jesus, worship Jesus, seek Jesus, know Jesus, and glorify Jesus!  Like the Psalmist in Psalm 25, I want to be able to honestly say, "Lord, I wait on You all day long and my eyes are ever toward You!" Just like that song I want to gaze at Him and be allowed to seek his Holy face.  I want to know Him in an intimate way!!!

How can I go through school learning about the Bible, theology, Greek, and hermeneutics without experiencing the fullness of an intimate relationship with my God who created all of those things?  How can I read these great truths and not be greatly moved by them?  I desire brokenness.  That is a scary and, possibly, foolish statement.  But I want to be so broken that the wonder and majesty of the gospel would overwhelm my life in every facet of who I am!!!  If I could express this ineffable desire to know and experience and feel the presence of my Savior in words then I would; but I simply cannot.

By and large, modern day ministry is plagued with the stench of superficiality.  We have superficial preaching, superficial discipleship, superficial church, superficial relationships with one another, and superficial relationships with our God.  Oh that we may cut through the superficiality and dive into the depths of the doctrines of the love, wrath, justice, mercy, and holiness of God!  I am utterly ashamed at how little I seek the Lord.  I am ashamed that when I pray in groups, I usually am praying to other people and not to God.  I am ashamed when I examine my heart and see so much sin, selfishness, lust, pride, and envy.  But I hope I may never be ashamed of the gospel!  I am completely ranting and did not expect to write this much at all. But this is kind of my personal journal so I'll write whatever I want! haha.

I do not want to be a preacher who has gone through the motions of Seminary in order to get a folded up scroll in my hand and a pretty little tassel on my head.  I don't just want a diploma with B.A. or M.Div written in beautiful calligraphy on a fancy piece of paper.  I want an intimate, loving, vibrant, passionate, life-encompassing relationship with Jesus carved into the depths of my heart! How can I give people something that I have never experienced myself? But above all,  I pray that I may never seek to know Him better just to have a better ministry; I want to seek to know Him better just because I love Him and want to please and glorify my great God!

The Missionary's Moving Memoirs

What's with the title? I like alliteration. 

But really, the title is about this missionary that came to our World Religions Seminar class today. World Religions Seminar is a class where we take many of the major works of the other religions, read through them, then come to class and enter into discussion about them.  Today we finished reading "Everyman's Talmud" which was a very interesting look into the teachings of Judaism and the Rabbinical Sages.  Anyway, back to the missionary.  This guy serves on the International Mission Board and I think he said he was in Malaysia for a number of years.  But the stories that he told of the converts to Christianity really blew me away. Here are a sample of a few of them that I can remember.

Iranian Ph.D. Students:

The missionary used to have these Iranian Ph.D. students over to his house. One day he decided to give all of them a gift.  He presented all ten of them with their very own Bible.  He said that these sophisticated Ph.D. students just began to weep right in front of him.  They said, "Pastor, I could never have this in my own country!"  Wow.  Makes me realize just how much I disregard the precious blessings of having my own Bible (along with like 5 other study Bibles). What a loser I am.

Converted Muslim Girl:

He said he met this one girl who was the daughter of a local Imam (a very high profile muslim in that particular city)  She showed up at their door one day (apparently, he was known around town) and told him to please explain Jesus to her. She needed to know about Him.  He told her and she basically repented of her sins and asked Christ to save her!  This missionary said that when a muslim converts to Christianity, the change is overwhelming and very radical.  She realized that she needed to learn more about Christianity and be discipled.  She asked him if he had any materials for her.  He was out of everything except a Survival Kit (booklet for new converts).  However, this Survival Kit was in English; she only spoke Aramaic.  She said, "Please just give it to me and I will use my English dictionary to translate it slowly." So he gave it to her.  Get this, it takes English-speaking people weeks to go through this book.  She brought it back within a week and had even memorized all 22 verses in it! She went through it with her English dictionary. 

It turns out that if you convert to Christianity in this country then you are in danger.  Many converts are thrown in jail. After that, they are released back to their homes; which is not the safest place for them now.  The family members feel it is their obligation to have them killed (because of their apostasy).  He says that it is law that you cannot kill someone for this but it is not enforced and thus happens regularly.  But this girl was still in her home and also attending this missionary's church.  One day he told her, "I don't think you should meet with us anymore.  For your safety, you should not come around her to this church that much."  Whether you agree with him or not, the girl's reaction broke me.  She fell on her face in the dirt and started weeping.  She said, "Pastor, please don't keep me away from meeting with the family of God!"

She had such a love, a bond, a connection with her brothers and sisters in Christ that she did not want to leave them, at any cost!  Compare the heart and ideologies of this former Muslim girl with your average Americanized churchgoer.  We're reluctant to wake up early for church, yet alone stay later than noon! May we have the heart of this dear sister in Christ and long to be joined in fellowship with the people of God!

On this missions note, I picked up John Piper's Let The Nations Be Glad a couple days ago.  I don't know when I'll get to reading it but I know that it is probably the best book on missions every written. haha - Zealot out

The Heart Of A Pastor: Gentleness

1 Thessalonians 2:7-8 "But we were gentle among you, just as a nursing moter cherishes her own children 8 So, affectionately longing for you, we were well pleased to impart to you not only the gospel of God, but also our own lives, because you had become dear to us."

In these two verses I can clearly see the heart of a pastor; a true pastor. A true shepherd.  Paul says they "were gentle among [them]."  A true pastor carries about him a spirit of gentleness.  He is not rough, withdrawn, antisocial, or apathetic to his people's needs. He is not standoffish but approachable.  He is tenderhearted, loving, and a good listener.  He is firm in his convictions yet delicate in his demeanor.  He knows he is called with a high calling as the shepherd of the flock and thus must always seek to model the Great Shepherd.  He models the gentleness and compassion of Christ.  As Christ looked at the masses and was moved with compassion so the pastor looks at those who are brokenhearted, spiritually dry, or lost and is deeply moved with compassion and heartfelt care. This compassion inevitably leads him to interact with his whole flock with an undeniable spirit of gentleness.  Can people examine my life and rightly describe me as one who is humble, loving and GENTLE? May I seek to model Christ in tenderheartedness and gentleness.  " Lord, make me a gentle, tenderhearted man.  Give me zeal, passion, fire, but give me love, humility, and gentleness."  

In verse 8, Paul was pleased to impart the gospel to them.  One of the greatest joys in ministry is "imparting the gospel" to the world.  I strongly believe that the declaration of the gospel should be the focal point of any pulpit or pastoral ministry.  The gospel is the only message which carries with it the "power of God unto salvation for all who believe!"  However, Paul did not just impart the gospel to them but his "own [life]."  As important as preaching the gospel is, ministry is much more than just proclaiming and speaking truth to a people.  It is the giving up of your very life to those people in servitude unto the glory of God. "Lord, please send a godly man into my life who would pour his life into mine.  Send me a pastor who is bold, wise, gentle; one who has the heart of a true pastor. Lord, I desire a spiritual mentor who will disciple me and teach me what it means to be a real man."