Monday, September 28, 2015

The Testimony of the Redeemed

Many Samaritans from that town believed in Him because of the woman’s testimony, “He told me all that I ever did.” John 4:39

How beautiful is the gospel message contained within this single verse! Many came to believe! And not just many random global citizens, but many Samaritans came to believe. Yes, many of those greatly despised, religious “half-breed” Samaritans came to faith in Christ based upon the testimony of this woman. Ah, but it gets better, because the woman being referenced is none other than the infamous Samaritan woman who met Jesus at the well. Remember her? Yeah, she’s the one who had gone to fetch water during the hottest part of the day. During an hour when most people would have been safely shaded from the scorching sun, this woman went down to Jacob’s watering hole. Hoping to avoid everyone, she found the Only Begotten One, Jesus, sitting there weary from His travel.

Jesus asked for a drink, but their conversation quickly transitioned from the physical realm of water and thirst to the spiritual truth at hand: she was being presented with something radically more refreshing. The woman discovered that she was talking to the very Messiah she had heard would one day come. And somehow this Christ was already conscience of her sinful past and her promiscuous present; she had five previous husbands and was living with one she had not yet married. This is why her testimony involved the phrase, “He told me all that I ever did.” Now, it is this very fact that captivated her heart. For though Jesus fully knew her story, He loved her still; He extended to her living water; He lifted the shame that laid heavily upon her soul; her Savior brought the healing and hope she so desperately longed to experience. She came for water, but left her pitcher at the well for she had good news to share. Aware of such priceless and undeserved favor, she ran to tell of her amazing encounter.

And because she did, the Scripture says that many came to believe. Hmmm… So, do you have a story? I’m sure it is worth sharing. But have you? Have you done so recently? It may not involve five failed marriages, drug and alcohol abuse, being part of a biker gang, or anything else that you believe makes for a “powerful” testimony. But if you’ve tasted of the righteousness and refreshment that can only come through the Living Water, Jesus, then you have something to say. For self-righteous piety is just as perverse in God’s economy as those deeds of debauchery you’ve envisioned in others. Without the cross, without the atoning blood of Jesus, without the work of our wonderful Savior, we’re all in the same sinking ship. In fact, were not just sinking, we are sunk – dead in our sins, deceased on the floor of the sea, scattered among the wreckage of the world.

That’s exactly where this woman was walking and precisely why Jesus “had to pass through Samaria (John 4:4).” Though most devout Jews would have rather endured the longer route to Galilee that bypassed Samaria altogether, Jesus traveled directly through. Why? Because there was need that could only be met by Him. For this woman wasn’t alive, she merely existed. That is until Jesus came through offering life. More than that, He was the Life for her. And as it should be for us today, it was for here then, no little matter. She identified within her heart that extravagant grace had been granted to her by God. This was far more than just becoming a “better” her; it involved much more than self-improvement, greatly exceeding any kind of moral makeover. She was a picture of what happens when light invades darkness; she was a dead woman brought to life in Christ.


So then friend, the obvious question is this: Do we see our salvation as such a miraculous transaction? Have we acknowledged our utter helplessness outside of Christ? If not, our lack of evangelistic zeal can be explained quite easily. Perhaps this describes why we sit on a gospel promised to set captives free. But what might happen if we looked afresh at Calvary? What if we remembered the pit we were pulled from? What if we recalled the depths of our depravity and yet God’s grace that runs deeper still? If we shared of how the Lord interrupted our plans, intervening in our most desperate hour, might it play a part in bringing many sons to glory? Might it maybe move one to believe? And wouldn’t that one be worthy of our effort? Oh, but how will we know until we try? Bottom line is that God has designed it this way. The one who has been reconciled makes it his business to help reconcile others. The gospel has and will continue to go forward through the testimony of the redeemed.

Matt Fowler
Associate Pastor of Missions & Students
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Monday, September 21, 2015

Why we love the Shanes...

We were dining at our table on the back patio as a family, enjoying a late breakfast and the cool temperatures of the autumn air. As everyone had just about finished eating, I opened up Charles Spurgeon’s Morning and Evening so we could read and discuss the A.M. devotion (this has become one of our favorite Saturday family traditions). The focal verse was Galatians 5:1 – “For freedom Christ has set us free.” Of course, I cannot read that passage without hearing Shane and Shane singing, Liberty  (listen here) –
“For freedom you've set me free
And yes, I am free indeed
You rewrote my name, unshackled my shame
You opened my eyes to see that I am free.”
Since Mati was still working on her last pancake, I played the tune from my phone and informed the kiddos that the Shanes’ song had actually come from the very verse we were about to read.

Charles Spurgeon's Morning & Evening from 9/19 (Alistair Begg's ESV) 
We continued on with the devotion. We would read a sentence or two and discuss. Read a little more and discuss. My wife shared how we had not only been freed from the wrath of our sin, but we had also been freed to love and serve in the new life that has come through Christ. From this talking point, dialogue shifted to a couple of Spurgeon’s illustrations that described God’s Word as the bank of heaven and table of promise filled with treasure that we can draw from at any time without hindrance. The Prince of Preachers moved on to write, “You are also given free access to the throne of grace. It is the believer’s privilege to have access at all times to his heavenly Father.”

Our middle son, Chandler, commented about why we are still to pray, even though God knows the things we need, even the words we will say. We talked about some examples in the Bible of how men would remind God of the things He had promised, especially in seasons of doubt. This exercise not only tied in with what we were reading, but it reminded me of another, but much older Shane and Shane song, You Said (you can preview it here). So we talked about the premise of the song and resumed our morning devo.

After a good deal of conversing, we finally reached the last sentence, which spoke of our freedom from condemnation. We were each able to share different experiences of how it has been hard to believe that we’ve truly been forgiven. We tried to go back to the bank of promise and rest in this truth: though we often feel the weight of our sin and are prone to sulk in the shame it brings, we must cling to what Christ has accomplished on our behalf through His cross. And yes, that reminded me of yet another song – Embracing Accusation.

While this song is not one of the Shanes’ more recent hits, it is one that has made a deep impression upon my soul. The ballad tells the story of how Satan comes preaching only half a gospel sermon. He condemns by remind us of how we have each fallen short – how we each have failed to abide and trust God by following after our own wants and ways. Satan rightly points out that we are not deserving of salvation or intimacy with the Lord. But in the climax of the song, the cross comes to light, and the refrain is heralded – “Jesus saves! He redeemed us from the curse of the law!”

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As we concluded our time, before we went to put our dishes in the sink, we reminded our children of what I’d like to share with you now. We have listened to and enjoyed Shane and Shane for years now, but not just because of their sick harmonies and catchy lines, but because they have faithfully proclaimed the gospel through their music. They take Scripture, find a beautiful way to sing it back to the Lord, and then invite us to join in. While I have many preachers and teachers that I turn to and glean from, the Shanes are among my favorite gospel communicators. And as parents, my wife and I are just encouraged that we have the opportunity to secretly and yet not so secretly pour truth into the minds of our kids, praying that such rich truth might eventually permeate their hearts. Instead of, “Oh be careful little ears what you hear!” could we not be more intentional with what we place before them. And say, “Oh take to heart, little hears, what you hear!”


As we entered our time of worship as a family this past weekend, we had no idea where conversation would lead us. I didn’t yet have this blog or any other in mind for today. Though I love the Shanes, I wasn’t thinking about them at the time. Yes, my wife and I had our first date at one of their concerts; yes, they did ministry back in the day with Matt Chandler (where our middle child’s name originates). But despite the title, this blog really isn’t about Shane B. or Shane E. It is about the God of good news – the One whose Gospel the Shanes sing about – the same Christ crucified message of hope that Spurgeon expounded from his pulpit. The creative way they communicate the content of their music has stirred our affections for the Lord, and for that, we are so grateful. Yet it is the Holy Spirit that reminds our souls of the Scripture we’ve both read and sang, and for that we are beyond thankful; we are eternally indebted. So what do you listen to? Have you considered the Shanes?

Matt Fowler
Assoc. Pastor of Missions & Students
matt@nbchurch.info
@fattmowler
P.S. - For my NBC friends, fellow pastors and elders, it is pretty cool to see that they would describe their current season in life and ministry as one word: discipleship. Read about it here.

Spurgeon, C. H. and Alistair Begg. Morning and Evening : A New Edition of the Classic Devotional Based on the Holy Bible, English Standard Version. Rev. and updated / by Alistair Begg. ed. Wheaton, Ill.: Crossway Books, 2003.

Friday, September 18, 2015

Fighting for my family!


Do you pray for your family? If so, what do you say when you pray for your family? The promises of prayer in scripture are plentiful (Jeremiah 33:3; Psalms 145:18; Ephesians 6:18; Philippians 4:6-7, Matthew 26:41; Luke 11:9, 18:1; John 15:7; and there are many more).
If the bible promises that prayer is powerful and effective, then why aren’t we praying effectively for our families?
Ephesians 6:1-18 is a powerful chapter that addresses an interesting mixture of components:
  1. Family atmosphere - Ephesians 6:1-4
  2. Spiritual Warfare - Ephesians 6:10-17
  3. Call to Prayer - Ephesians 6:18-20
What if the topics in this chapter are interconnected?
What if creating a right family atmosphere is a spiritual battle where prayer is necessary to win?
We are making a mistake if we pull any of these verses out of context and forget that the writer, Paul, included all of the components in this chapter very deliberately.
There is a spiritual battle going on and our families are suffering horrific casualties. We must pray for wisdom and courage to lead our families well.
Ephesians 6:1-4 Children, obey your parents as you would the Lord, because this is right. 2 Honor your father and mother, which is the first commandment with a promise, 3 so that it may go well with you and that you may have a long life in the land. 4 Fathers, don’t stir up anger in your children, but bring them up in the training and instruction of the Lord.
Don’t just pray that things, “may go well with you and that you may have a long life in the land.” Recognize that this promise is experienced when this mixture of components (a right family atmosphere, fighting a spiritual war, and praying for strength and victory) are interconnected. Don’t be naïve. This is war.
  • Pray that your children would learn that obeying their parents is right.
  • Pray that your family practice giving and earning true honor.
  • Pray that you, your spouse, and your children would take their stand against evil.
  • Pray that you, your spouse, and your children would resist evil.
  • Pray that you, your spouse, and your children would be strengthened by the Lord.
  • Pray that you, your spouse and your children would take up the weapons of spiritual war (truth, gospel of peace, faith, salvation, God’s Word).
  • Pray that parents would avoid the things that produce anger in a child (sarcasm, passivity, absence, extreme emotional outbursts, etc.).
  • Ask for forgiveness of God and of your children/spouse if you have produced anger in your children/spouse.
  • Pray that you would be alert to spiritual danger.
  • Pray that you would persevere in the fight for your family.
  • Pray for boldness in your faith.
  • Pray that you, your spouse, and your children would begin to experience the mystery of the gospel.
Print these prayer reminders out and tape them somewhere where that will remind you of this battle. May we win for the glory of God!
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Monday, September 14, 2015

A Noble Disguise

“We are so accustomed to disguise ourselves to others that in the end we become disguised to ourselves.” – François de La Rochefoucauld

Over Labor Day weekend my family and I had the opportunity to host my in-laws. Though they were only looking for a place to sleep for a couple nights and some time to visit with us, I tried my best to make our house ‘father-in-law ready.’ Truthfully, there were a handful of minor home repairs that had gone untouched for months. The fact that Pops was coming into town gave me that extra motivation to finally do something about them. I took care of the ones I could handle and called on local handyman to do the rest. He did good work for cheap and I felt good about the situation. I had covered the major blemishes and was ready to be hospitable.

Now before I continue with the rest of this, I will explain why the above is significant. To be clear, my father-in-law has never said anything to me that was cruel or disrespectful. In fact, he has loved me and helped me to feel like family since day one. The problem is that he can be a tad intimidating and I can be a bit insecure. He knows a lot about guns and cars; he’s savvy with tools – a real do-it-yourselfer. Meanwhile, I’m quite the opposite. I’m the anti-handyman that’s frightened of guns, barely knowledgeable enough to put gas in the car and air in its tires – a real call-for-help kind of guy. So in some weird way I figured that I could avoid any issues that tapped into my self-doubt by simply taking care of our repair list beforehand. I was determined I was going to do better than the last time they visited. During their previous trip to visit our garage door was literally falling apart (as in bolts falling off the door hinges) each time we attempted to raise it. I mean, who doesn’t love home ownership?

Anyway, my plan was working. The guest shower was fixed and operable; our daughter’s door handle was tightened; the leaky sink downstairs was good to go. Everything was going according to plans, until the afternoon of their second day with us when our air conditioner decided to freeze up. As the temps were hitting 97 degrees outside, because it was low on refrigerant, our A/C was struggling to keep things under 80 degrees inside. “Great!” I thought. “All that work and now there is something different to deal with.” Yes, after all that time, money, and energy spent wanting be seen as a competent and capable, and we still had a problem.

Sure, there was no way I could’ve known the timing of what eventually happened, but that’s when the Lord started to show me how the scenario was quite symbolic of my life. For as long as I can remember, I’ve striven to please people. I’ve tried to be good enough; I’ve mightily toiled to be accepted. And the times that I’ve come up short, well, if it would appear noble to try again, then I would. If missing the mark meant embarrassment, I’d simply hide, pretend, or cover-up my failure in hopes of being observed in a more favorable light. The intentions were rarely wicked, yet they were nonetheless fraudulent. No matter my skill level, my mistakes were eventually found out. Our warts and pimples cannot be hidden forever.

As it was with our home, so it is in life. There will always be work to do. Some of our trials are unavoidable, yet others are self-induced. Sometimes things will get messy and more times than not, our plans will be foiled. However, if we are to learn and grow from each setback, we must confess where we’ve gone astray. We cannot continue to pretend our issues don’t exist. To carry the illustration out further, if I know I have a list of repairs, household chores that I’m trailing behind, and I know that these will eventually pile up and cost my family more in the long run, why wouldn’t I ask for help? Why would I not admit my struggle? And if the same is known about my own soul, why keep it quiet? Closet sin and struggle will eventually outgrow its hiding place. And when it hits the family hearth, family heartache is soon to follow.

To return to my people-pleasing tendencies for a moment, when people actually seem pleased, are they content with the real me or the me I am pretending to be? Do I even realize the mask I’m wearing? Why is there so much fear of being known? Why is there so much pride to conceal? What a relief it would be to let go of it all! How freeing it could be to take off the cape and admit my weaknesses! Friend, do you see the business at hand? This has nothing to do with hospitality, home repair, or relationships with in-laws. Rather, this concerns an essential element of life. We all need an environment where we have others to lean upon, to confide in, to trust and share our burdens with. Life is to be lived together. Yes, life happens best when it happens within an intentionally, relational community.

When it comes to our souls, our spiritual homes, there is no handyman to call. There is the Spirit that lives within us, One who sanctifies our hearts and transforms our lives. And God within us is capable of all things. Yet even the Holy Spirit does some of His best work in us through Christ’s community. He draws us to the Father, enables us to follow, and then reveals that we are better together. While I suppose it would be nice to look in the mirror and see someone that is completely self-reliant with absence of any struggle, I’m grateful to see me for who I am – a sinner saved by grace, still just as needy as ever, being challenged and refined through relationship with others. Oh that we might see our need before we become disguised to ourselves.


Matt Fowler
Assoc. Pastor of Missions & Students
matt@nbchurch.info
@fattmowler