Tuesday, March 30, 2010

The Exquisite [and Deadly] Nature of Excuses, Part I

Lord, I will follow You. But let me first go and bury my father. Lord, I would follow You, but I've bought a field, purchased a herd, married a wife...."

In my recent time away, God brought to mind a great deal about excuses. Such a fascinating practice, excuse-making! I came to realize that excuses are exquisite (when we find the perfect one for the right occasion) and simultaneously deadly (because they successfully block us from making further progress).

By way of definition, it occurred to me that an excuse (as opposed to a reason) is a "verbal response allowing its giver to shun responsibility and accountability."



We offer up excuses in the social realm, the marriage realm, on the job and then, above all, in the spiritual life. For me, among the sorriest of communications are those by which we "excuse" not following Jesus and not pursuing His agenda (Matthew 6:33).

So, over the next few days (or weeks!) I want to untangle my thoughts about the issue by jotting them down here. I'd welcome your responses!
Certainly, there are the out-and-out lies we utter as excuses: "The dog ate my homework." There are the excuses which might carry within them a kernel of truth. "I've been so busy!" What seems clear is that:
  • With them (excuses) I blame others for my failure or ineffectiveness. (Adam: "This woman You gave me...")
  • With them I choose a lesser value over a greater one.
  • By them I can do what I want and yet not appear to be self-absorbed!
  • By them I can avoid doing hard things.
  • With excuses I blend into the crowd. (ah, the safe mooing herd!)
  • With them, I avoid risk, loss and the accompanying pain or humility.

Next time I want to describe what I see as the spiritual nature of excuses -- that explains in my mind how they become so deadly.



Monday, March 8, 2010

I can hear more when I'm quiet!

My son Jeff gave me the gift of rest last week. He took me on a trip, and for seven days, I could rest, read, listen and be quiet. What a treat. There were no expectations, no requirements and no deadlines. It was so good to spend some great time with my son. Then, as I read God's Word, I heard His voice clearly. The Father encouraged me and directed and re-oriented me -- to my value to Him and to my purpose and calling from Him. What a pleasure it was, to just be with the One Who loves Me and knows me by name. What a joy to know that I need not perform to please Him...that He wants me, as He's made me to be, doing what He's made me to do. What a prospect to look forward now -- to serving and developing servants, and therein being like the Master.

My wife Patty and I

My wife Patty and I
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