Live Dead (book review)

Live Dead is not for the faint of heart. Nor those who don’t want their regular routine disturbed. Nor those who like the status quo. Nor those who want life to be comfortable. But if your desire is to allow God to use you anyplace, anytime, anywhere, this just may be the resource you’ve been looking for.

Live Dead takes its name from the scriptural principles of considering everything in our lives dead so that we can live for Christ. This journal is compromised of 30 days of thought-provoking devotional material from those who are living dead. Namely: missionaries who are living in remote, unfriendly places, in order to take the Gospel of Jesus Christ to unreached and unengaged people groups.

Each day you will get a glimpse into their personal lives, the sacrifices they have made, and the joy they have discovered in living dead. And you will be confronted on how you too can follow them in living dead. Not everyone will hear God calling them to move to a foreign land to share the love of Jesus, but I believe everyone who takes this month-long journey will hear God calling them to live dead right where they are.

I did.

I’m glad I took the 30-day challenge, and I encourage you to do so as well. You can order live dead materials, including this journal, from their website. And if you live near Cedar Springs, MI, you can join me at Calvary Assembly of God as I teach a series based on this book during the month of February 2012.

Flexibility

I am working through a fascinating devotional book called Live Dead. It’s not just a book, but a challenge to live differently. I strongly encourage you to purchase this book, and then take the Live Dead challenge. With the permission of the book’s editor, I am reproducing Day 22’s challenge.

Flexibility: God’s Music, Written In Three Flats by Bob McCulley

Some of the most dangerous times in our life and ministry are when we lock our dreams and hopes in concrete, when we become so focused on what we are planning to do that we cannot see what God is trying to do. One day, while serving among the Maasai people of East Africa, I was running late for an appointment to meet with the village elders in a place called Mbirikani, which was about an hour away from our home. The purpose of the meeting was to appeal for a site where we could build a church in that village. My planned departure was delayed and my wife, Murriell, tried to soothe my anxiety with the words, “God has everything under control.”

I drove my four-by-four vehicle quickly up the road and was making good time until I got a flat tire, which I hurriedly changed. A few minutes later, I had a second flat and again made a tire change that would make a pit crew proud. Deep in the bush and well off the road, I had a third flat tire, and my third and final spare had to be removed from the luggage rack. In the process of getting it off the roof, it rolled away from me and down the hill into a large clump of thorn brush. By the time I retrieved it, my clothes were torn and my face and arms were bleeding from multiple scratches.

As I was preparing to mount the third spare tire, a Morani, a Maasai warrior, came walking out of the forest and greeted me. I did not wish to have a conversation because I was dirty from changing the flats and was now very late for what I thought was a critical appointment. His greeting was congenial and correct, while mine was harsh and abrupt. But I had good reason: I was late, dirty, bleeding, and angry. His next words stopped me. He knew my name. He had heard me preach a few weeks before, and that morning on awakening had decided to go to town to find me and to ask me to help him receive Christ. He had set off before sunrise to walk about 15 miles to town to find me and only halfway there, had found me on the roadside. I stopped changing the tire, cleaned my hands, and got my Bible out. Soon we were sitting under a thorn tree, reading and praying together as he became a newborn follower of Jesus.

When we were done, he thanked me and disappeared back into the forest, and I sat in wonder of the way God schedules our lives. By then I knew I had been right on time for the only appointment God had scheduled for me that day. I had no spare tires left, so I finished mounting the third spare and turned the truck around and headed home. Days later, I learned that the meeting had been postponed until the following day and our appeal had been granted. The community had given us 10 acres of ground on which to develop the ministry.

Our plans and dreams are often far removed from what God has in mind for us, and a lack of flexibility may cause us to miss Him and to be broken in the missing.

Live Dead Challenge — Look for a way you can be flexible today. Anticipate an interruption and welcome it as an opportunity, an event God has scheduled for you — even if it makes you late or it means that something you planned does not happen. In the days to come, look for ways you can be flexible. In service opportunities down the road, commit to flexing — dying to your plan and schedule that you might live to the surprises God injects in your daily life.

You can order the Live Dead book and other resources by clicking here.

And, for those of you who live in or near Cedar Springs, join us for a series of messages and a free copy of Live Dead in February.

The Land Of Tumors

My cousin Dick Brogden is one of my heroes. He has faithfully followed God to some of the toughest places on the planet to share the love of Jesus. He continues to grow in his relationship with Jesus Christ, and challenges me to grow as well.

In a moment I’ll tell you how you can get a free copy of an amazing prayer journal that Dick edited called Live Dead. But first, check out these challenging words from Dick —

Greetings From The Land Of Tumors

Three weeks ago I started getting dizzy when I stood up. Over the next few days my vision began to blur and a headache set in behind my eyes that has not left. My eyes felt like they were being pushed out from the inside, and after 2 pm it was hard to keep them open. I went to the neo-omniscient internet and diagnosed myself with a brain tumor. Yesterday I went to the doctor. He ordered a CAT scan and the result was encouraging: There is nothing in my head. The doctor had some ridiculous advice for me like getting more sleep and working less.

Flying home to Chicago from Pennsylvania this week I asked myself what I would do if I did have a tumor. My thoughts initially turned to eating a dozen Twinkies, and coughing up the $500 it would cost to take my sons to a Chicago Bears game before settling on this:

If I had a tumor, I’d hammer in the morning.
I’d hammer in the evening, all over this town.
I’d hammer out gospel, I’d hammer out warning
I’d hammer out love and truth to brothers and sisters
—all over this land.

Now that I don’t have a tumor, I have decided to live like I do. This is after all what it means to Live Dead. Dying to what people think. Dying to what doesn’t matter. Living every moment to make Jesus famous, to make much of Him, to see God glorified. Let’s all live with imaginary tumors. Let’s live as if we are dying — which incidentally we are.

Here’s how you can win a copy of Live Dead. Do one or more of the following:

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If you do all three, your name will be entered three times. Winners will be selected and notified at the end of the week.

Radical Together (book review)

In Radical Together, David Platt follows up on his book Radical by focusing on how followers of Jesus need to rethink the purpose of the church.

Throughout the book, David continually challenges the age-old paradigms of “church,” and he calls on Christians to return to a more biblical approach to living out their faith. Some of my favorite wake-up calls come in these quotes:

  • “So we decided to stop planning, creating and managing outreach programs and to start unleashing people to maximize the ministry opportunities God had already planned and created for them.”
  • “Be careful not to let programs in the church keep you from engaging people in the world with the Gospel.”
  • “Discussions in the church more often revolve around what we want than what [God] wills. Almost unknowingly, the church becomes a means of self-entertainment and a monument to self-sufficiency.”

And he also addresses pastors specifically in the way they lead their churches. One quote from David really caused me to pause —

“The Bible is not in a church leader’s hands so he or she can give people answers to every question they have and guidance for every situation they face. Instead, the Bible is in a church leader’s hands to transform people into the image of Christ and to get people in touch with the Holy Spirit of God, who will not only give them counsel for every situation they face but will also walk with them through those situations. And when church leaders use God’s Word for this purpose, then church members develop a healthy dependence on God’s Spirit and a healthy admiration of God’s glory.”

Although Radical Together was really written as a sequel to Radical, I didn’t read the first book. With that being said, I didn’t feel like I was only getting part of the story, as Radical Together clearly stands alone.

If you are tired of same-old-same-old church, Radical Together just might be the wake-up call that you need.

I am a Multnomah book reviewer.

The Only Thing Missing

Last night we kicked off our week of pray by focusing our prayers on missionaries. We had a special missionary guest with us, and I was moved by his prayer. In essence he prayed —

With all of the millions and millions of Christians in our churches, and with all of the millions and millions of dollars in resources we have, the only that is keeping us from reaching the 6900 unreached people groups is a “Yes.”

Wow!

I pray more people will say…

  • Yes, I will pray for missionaries.
  • Yes, I will give to missions.
  • Yes, I will go.

The only thing missing is a “Yes.” Can you be a part of “Yes”?

Brave Enough

If God asks me to give $1, I can quickly and easily say, “Yes!”

If God asks me to give $10, I say, “Okay!”

If God asks me to give $100, I say, “Um, well, if You say so.”

If God asks me to give $1000, I say, “I need to pray about this ‘faith promise.’”

If God asks me to give $10,000, I say, “As soon as You bless me, I’ll be able to do this.”

This same principle holds true for anything else:

  • Used clothing? Sure. Brand new stuff? I’m not so sure.
  • Volunteer an hour? Okay! Make a commitment for an hour every week? Let me think about it.
  • Pray for someone? No problem. Add them to my daily prayer list? Whoa!
  • Support missionaries? Yes! Become a missionary? Well….

It’s easy to obey when the stakes are low. But the more “zeroes” that get added to the amount, the stakes seem so much higher. Am I brave enough to obey then?

This is what tripped up Saul, Israel’s first king. He was supposed to devote everything from the defeated Amalekites to God. Devote” means a complete and irrevocable giving to God. For the things where the stakes were low, he obeyed. But when he perceived the stakes being higher, he wasn’t so brave –

Saul and his men spared Agag’s life and kept the best of the sheep and goats, the cattle, the fat calves, and the lambs—everything, in fact, that appealed to them. They destroyed only what was worthless or of poor quality. (NLT)

He captured Agag, king of Amalek, alive. Everyone else was killed under the terms of the holy ban. Saul and the army made an exception for Agag, and for the choice sheep and cattle. They didn’t include them under the terms of the holy ban. But all the rest, which nobody wanted anyway, they destroyed as decreed by the holy ban. (The Message)

Ironically, because Saul held on to what he thought was valuable, he lost something invaluable: a close relationship with God. His cowardice led to disobedience, which led to ultimate collapse.

I pray that I’m brave enough to obey just as quickly when the stakes are high as I do when the stakes are low.

What about you? Are you brave enough?

Stepping Up To The Challenge

I shared with you earlier how my faith was challenged and stretched when my leadership team believed we could hit a much larger missions-giving goal than I had thought. (You can read about my little faith here.)

On Wednesday night we challenged our Impact students to believe God to do big things through them, and we asked them to make a faith promise. To say, “God, if You will help me give this amount to Speed The Light, I will do it.” Last night I was able to sit down with my leaders to tally up the cards that were turned in. Just in their faith promises alone our youth group has already committed one-third of our total goal!

I’m so proud of our students! I’ll keep you posted on how we’re doing. Please pray for us that we’ll be creative in finding new ways to raise money for missions, and that we’ll continue to have our faith stretched.

O Me Of Little Faith

Last night I took some of my youth group leaders to a Speed The Light banquet. For those of you who don’t know, STL is missions giving from youth, with the funds going to help missionaries speed the light of the Gospel. Many times STL funds go for items like 4-wheel-drive vehicles, sound systems, video production equipment, and the like.

Understand that up until a month or so ago our group had never really been exposed to STL. Our grand total to STL last year: $0. That’s right, nothing.

So I took them to this banquet to get a better understanding of what STL is. I’m a huge fan, so I wanted them to catch the vision for STL too.

Knowing that we were going to be asked to make a faith promise for 2010, I had a dollar figure in mind. I figured this amount would be doable, but a stretch, for a youth group that hadn’t given anything to STL yet.

Our District Youth Director Jeff Kennedy asked us to huddle as a team to talk about our faith promise amount. He said, “Remember: if it’s truly a faith promise, your amount will make you sweat.”

Great.

So I asked my team, “What amount do you think we can do?” And they totally blew me away! They came up with an amount three times LARGER than I had been thinking.

I joyfully wrote in that larger amount on our faith promise card. As I did, I heard the Holy Spirit chide me a bit, “O you of little faith.”

Thanks, team, for dreaming big… bigger than me. Thanks for having such big faith. Thanks for stretching my faith too.

Your Mission Field

Be honest: when you think of “mission field,” what are the first images that come to your mind? Africa? India? Primitive living conditions? Non-English speaking people? I think that’s what most people think of. To tell the truth, that’s what I used to envision.

But notice what Jesus said to His followers just before He ascended into heaven —

But you will receive power when the Holy Spirit comes on you; and you will be My witnesses in Jerusalem, and in all Judea and Samaria, and to the ends of the earth.

The first mission field Jesus directed His followers to was Jerusalem. This was their “home town.” Maybe not the city they grew up in, but it was where Jesus conducted much of His public ministry; a place that His followers were intimately familiar with; the city where they currently lived.

  • They knew the language.
  • They knew the customs.
  • They knew the layout of the city.
  • They knew the elected officials.
  • They knew the religious officials.
  • They knew the local merchants.
  • They knew where the synagogues and schools were.
  • They knew this town.

Jesus didn’t call them first to some place totally outside of their comfort zone. He called them to begin in their immediate surroundings.

As summer comes to a close, many of us will be returning to a more regular routine in our home towns. Just remember: you live in your “Jerusalem,” and Jesus has called you to look at as your mission field. Your job… your school… your neighborhood… your barber shop… your local restaurants… these are all your mission field.

Be missionary-minded, ask the Holy Spirit to empower you, and then go be an effective missionary in your Jerusalem this fall.

Land Of Angels

My cousin ministers in Sudan — a country and a people ravaged by war and persecution. But there is hope for hopeless people! For when we pray, hope is boundless! This poem was recently written by my cousin:

Three angels stood before the throne
Two together, one alone
Each in turn petitions brought
Each a favor meekly sought

The first was young, was fair, was bright
With little hands, with gentle light
This angel pled for child and wife
Who bore the brunt of Darfur strife

The second angel, scarred but brave
Represented knight and knave
Who in Darfur did Gospel tell
Who gave out food, who dug up well

The third before the throne stood grim
Yet, O what love there was for him
He cried for rapist, victor, thug
He asked for them Mercy above

All angels knelt, all angels paused
All three had answers kindly caused
All three sped back with burning story
All of Darfur shall fill with glory

Please pray with me for God’s glory and God’s grace to flood Darfur and the devastated people there.

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