Author: Dave Dishman (Page 1 of 410)

Sociologists love to track generational differences. I recently read a study revealing that the current generation of young people in their teens and early 20’s may be the most conservative since World War 2, flipping the script on accepted theories. Those kids—always doing their own thing.

The nation of Israel experienced their own generational crisis of a far more serious nature:

Joshua the son of Nun, the servant of the Lord, died at the age of 110 years…and all that generation also were gathered to their fathers. And there arose another generation after them who did not know the Lord or the work that he had done for Israel…they abandoned the Lord, the God of their fathers, who had brought them out of the land of Egypt. They went after other gods…and they provoked the Lord to anger.

It’s shocking to realize that in a mere 25 years the people of Israel abandoned the God who destroyed the walls of Jericho and opened up the promised land. On hills granted to them by the Lord they now prayed to the false gods of a defeated land.

Who’s to say we’re any different?

Our faith in only one generation deep. There’s no guarantee anyone will choose to follow. We must teach the truth and lead our children and grandchildren in the ways of the Lord. Trust God and spread the word. Young people make their own decisions, but our influence guides them in the right direction.

Judges 2:6-15

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A handful of choices determine the trajectory of our lives. Will you marry? If so, to whom? Will you go to college? What career will you pursue? Should you take that job across the country or stay put?

In his final address, Joshua laid out a monumental choice for the people of Israel:

Fear the Lord and serve him in sincerity and in faithfulness…if it is evil in your eyes to serve the Lord, choose this day whom you will serve, whether the gods your fathers served in the region beyond the River, or the gods of the Amorites in whose land you dwell. But as for me and my house, we will serve the Lord.

We inherit the same challenge. The most fateful decision you and I make is to whom or what we commit. Where do we bow the knee? Choose the Lord, or choose ourselves.

Like the people responded to Joshua, let’s decide to serve the Lord. Go all in. Get solid. Build our houses upon the rock. Here lies the narrow gate that opens to a flourishing future. One decision marks a life and creates a legacy.

Choose this day whom you will serve.

Joshua 24:14-28

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Jesus told of two men who went to the temple to pray. The first, a Pharisee (think highly trained religious leader), bowed his head and thanked God that he was more spiritual than other men. Now, I pay attention to how Pharisees acted, because I too am a religious leader, highly trained in theology and ministry. These guys are my tribe, as unfortunate as such may be.

The other man, a tax collector, stood in the back of the room with lowered eyes. He beat his chest with his fist and prayed, God, be merciful to me, a sinner.

Which one received the mercy they needed? Jesus tells us the tax collector went home in good standing with God. The Pharisee sauntered over to his buddies, still lost as a goose.

Appeals for mercy (compassion or forgiveness shown toward someone whom it is within one’s power to punish or harm) pervade the Scriptures. We all need the compassion of the Lord on a daily basis. Although followers of Jesus can rest in his salvation, we remain sinful creatures. God’s mercies never go out of style.

The tax collector’s prayer points me towards my need for God’s overwhelming mercy, as well as pricking me about my inclination to look down on others from my perch of exalted religiosity.

So I’m trying to create a habit, to remember to pray this prayer throughout the day: God, be merciful to me, a sinner. Perhaps you’d like to join me?

Luke 18:9-14

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On a recent trip to Albania I worked with a team of American professors who lectured on university campuses. In conjunction with the local campus ministry (including line dancing with the students), we built connections on campus. It was a wonderful and encouraging time. But Albania has not always been a country open to Christian professors and dancing students.

After World War 2, Enver Hoxha founded the communist state of Albania. Hoxha launched a widespread campaign targeting religious clergy of various faiths, resulting in public persecution and executions. Religious properties underwent nationalization, coinciding with the closure or destruction of churches and mosques. This culminated in 1976, when Albania became the world’s first constitutionally atheist state. Under this regime, citizens were forced to renounce their religious beliefs, adopt a secular way of life, and embrace socialist ideology.

During these religious purges members of churches and mosques were forced to tear down their own houses of worship. If anyone protested, or complained, or even showed remorse, they were taken away for questioning, some never to return. Imagine being forced to destroy centers of worship, of burials and baptisms, of weeping and rejoicing and neighborly connection. Cruelty marked Hoxha’s regime.

But in the early 1990’s the walls of communism fell across Eastern Europe, Albania’s among them. Today churches and mosques dot the capital of Tirana, all rebuilt in the last 30 years. When the government collapsed only a handful of believers were left, but a generation later thousands and thousands follow Jesus.

Walls crumble and faith rushes in. Today over 100 Albanian staff work with our organization alone. Many more faithful believers serve the Lord in other capacities. Every one of these men and women would have been imprisoned for their faith just a few short years ago.

Psalm 24:1 states, The earth is the Lord’s, and everything in it, the world, and all who move upon it.

No boundaries exist that permanently withstand the movement of God. Today North Korea maintains walls against the news of Jesus, as well as various Muslim lands. We also know friends and family members with bricked-up hearts. But these barriers are far less stable than their builders realize.

There are no lost causes with the Lord. My time in Albania has me praying for what I consider lost causes and lost people. Who or what comes to mind when you think of a lost cause? Perhaps it’s worth lifting them up to the Lord again, appealing to the one who breaks down walls.

Psalm 24:1

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