Losing control
January 19th, 2012Control is an important word in our children’s and youth ministries. As believers, all of us need a healthy attitude towards authority. However, on the Reservation, concepts like control, authority, and respect carry special significance where there is tremendous lack of healthy examples. So, while my D-Group and I joke around a fair bit, it’s important for them to know I am the authority. I am in control.
And I am. Or I was. Until last Thursday. It started with Timothy J. Keller.
I had spent several hours with Toby trying to get some errands done so that he could get back into school. Everything took longer than I thought it should. I was hoping that the D-Group might spend some time looking at Galatians 5 and the Fruit of the Spirit. Toby and I were talking some about Revelation and Jesus’ return.
By the time we finished all of the running around, I was about fifteen minutes late picking up the guys. My D-Group is pretty spread out, so just getting them averages about 45 minutes. Toby and I picked up Chris and Eric at the Cougar Den. Then we went to get Kyle and Thomas. They were helping to build a carport at their house in the dark and cold and it wasn’t going well. At some point, in the midst of all of that - a dog bit me, but didn’t break the skin. My mood was souring.
Thomas had his Ipod, and had just downloaded a bunch of Christian songs. I asked him if he wanted to play some of them and he said he wanted to listen to a Tim Keller sermon about “The meaning of life” instead. Okay, i thought, lets see what happens. So we plugged in the Ipod, started the sermon and drove to get Anthony and Errol. Anthony couldn’t make it.
We listened to about half of the sermon on the way to get Errol, stopping every once in a while to ask questions or make comments. Even though he missed the first half, Errol jumped right in when we got him and we made our way toward Yakima.
It’s a great sermon. Thomas said it was his favorite and I can’t possibly do it justice here. But one of Keller’s main points were that when John says in his gospel that “The Word was with God, and the Word was God…” the word John uses is “logos”, which is translated as word but really means “meaning” or “purpose.” So, in a sense, Jesus is “the meaning of life.” Keller points out that the meaning or “logos” of a coffee machine is to make coffee - so if you use it to make popcorn, you are going to get some disappointing results.
The sermon ended just as we arrived in town. We stopped at a burger place, but I asked the guys to think about what they thought the “meaning of life” might be or what their friends might think it would be. Then we could talk in the car about it on the way home.
The burgers were great. We had fun eating together. We tried to sneak Hot sauce into someone’s ketchup. We laughed at how Eric wouldn’t stop eating french fries. Toby told me I was getting better at eating a Miner Burger (which can be messy for the uninitiated.) I told them a little about my grandparents. It was pretty random and we got back in the car.
“So what’s the meaning of life?” I yelled so they could hear me in the back.
“Its our purpose, the road we have to walk.” One voice said.
“We have to make our own meaning.” Added another.
“Love.” was a third answer. “God and our neighbors.”
Toby and Thomas had their Bibles so we read the first part of John 1 out loud. Toby had the NIV and Thomas had the Message. Toby read first, then Thomas.
The Word was first,
the Word present to God,
God present to the Word.
The Word was God,
in readiness for God from day one.Everything was created through him; nothing—not one thing! came into being without him.What came into existence was Life, and the Life was Light to live by. The Life-Light blazed out of the darkness; the darkness couldn’t put it out.
After he finished. Thomas exclaimed. “It’s Jesus. He’s talking about Jesus.”
“Yeah,” I said. “Did you know that?”
“I just figured it out.”
I had another version so I asked Eric to read it, but whenever he saw the word “word” I asked him to say “the meaning of life.”
In the beginning was the meaning of life, and the meaning of life was with God, and the meaning of life was God. He was in the beginning with God. All things came into being through Him, and apart from Him nothing came into being that has come into being. In Him was life, and the life was the Light of men. The Light shines in the darkness, and the darkness did not comprehend it.
“So, wait a minute.” Eric paused. “Is it saying Jesus is the meaning of life?”
“Sounds like it.” I answered.
Then we talked about all of the wonderful things John was telling us about Jesus in just a few short paragraphs.
• Even though all things were made by Him, He took on flesh and dwelt with us. Or moved into our neighborhood like the Message says.
• That He has always been and always will be. He is God.
• He is light and light always shines brightest in the darkness.
• His creation rejected Him. His own people. He was killed by the ones He came to save. But even in that, He purchased our salvation.
We talked about the first question of the catechism - that we were made to glorify God and enjoy Him.
“What does glorify mean?” A voice asked.
“Wow. Thats a big question. Worship. Honor. Obey. Serve. Praise. Love. And some other things too, but that’s sort of the gist - I think.”
“Abide in?”
“Yeah, that’s a great one.”
We pulled into Eric and Chris’ driveway as the conversation ended and prayed for them as they got out.
Now Thomas wanted to play one of his songs. “Guess which one? It’s your favorite.”
I have a lot of favorites, I thought as the opening lines started.
“He is jealous for me, love like a hurricane. I am a tree…”
“I thought that it would be good to listen to this song after the sermon. I sort of planned it.” Thomas said, under his breath.
“Oh how He loves,” I thought.
And I am glad He is in control.























































