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“Let us fix our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy set before him endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.” Hebrews 12:2

He who hesitates is road kill!
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by John Fischer
If you have ever run over a small animal on the highway, you know the feeling. You feel awful. You feel that horrible thud under your tires for miles and miles, it seems. You try to tell yourself it happened too fast to react, but then you start doubting that. You wonder if you could have slowed down. The more you think about it, the whole thing slows down in your memory, and you wonder how: if you have the time to be conscious of so many details, why you didn’t have the time to react. Then you start wondering if you left babies somewhere, crying for their mother. I ran over a squirrel recently and it still haunts me. It haunts me because of the way it happened. The little guy appeared from out of nowhere dashing across the street right in front of me. At first, it looked like he was going to make it. I actually remember encouraging him – “Go, go, go! You’re almost there!” – under my breath, but then, of all things, he stopped, and tried to go back. “No, no! Don’t do that!” I cried, but it was too late. That split-second hesitation and decision to turn back put him directly under my front wheel. It was so pointless. He was already home free when he turned back. Why did he do that? The only thing I can figure is that he suddenly sensed the seriousness of his predicament, and in his fear, he tried to go back to where he was safe before. Is there a lesson here? I think so. Don’t turn back. God leads us forward, and even if you’ve made a mistake, He’ll show you a way through it if you turn to Him and keep on going. The past always seems safer, but you can’t go there anyway. And if you get afraid – you feel that big rolling ton of metal bearing down on you – don’t hesitate; don’t stop; and for sure, don’t go back. Go, go go! You’re almost there, now… Keep on! No one who puts his hand to the plow and looks back is fit for service in the kingdom of God. (Luke 9:62) |
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Caring Enough to Ask
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By John Fischer

If you should see someone alone and crying on a bus — or anywhere else, for that matter — you might want to consider asking that person what’s wrong. That simple act of concern may be enough to save a life. It would have been enough to keep John Kevin Hines from jumping off the Golden Gate Bridge four years ago. As it turned out, he lived to tell about it anyway.
Halfway through his four-second, 220-foot plunge into 50° water, with his nineteen-year-old life flashing before him, Hines found himself thinking, “What did I just do? I don’t want to die.” His youth and excellent physical condition were what helped him be one of the few to survive the popular suicide leap — that, and his newfound determination to live.
A struggling bi-polar mental patient, he had been in the severe grip of depression a number of times, as he has since his jump, but his survival has given him a newfound sense of purpose in his life: to help prevent others from trying what he calls “a permanent solution to a temporary problem.”
“I was supposed to die,” he said. “I wanted to die. Every day that jump prompts me to ask, ‘Who am I? Why am I?’” For John Kevin, having a purpose in life is what keeps him alive now.
A most revealing part of his story is what we would do well to reflect upon today. He relates that on the morning of his attempt, he kissed his father good-by and boarded a bus to the bridge, crying most of the way. On the bus, he told himself that if anyone asked him what was wrong, he wouldn’t jump. No one did.
He had only one human encounter on that fateful trip, and it was on the bridge itself just prior to jumping. After 40 minutes at the railing, crying and wrestling with his demons, a tourist stopped and asked if he would take her picture. He did, and as she walked off he thought, “That’s it. I’m going. Nobody cares.”
It’s so easy to say someone else’s problems are “none of my business,” but nothing could be more wrong. We are all each other’s business. Just a simple acknowledgment of someone else’s pain was all Mr. Hines bargained for with his life. He wouldn’t have even asked someone to solve anything. Just care enough to ask.
Fear…………….Faith
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Fear is about what could happen.
Faith is about what will happen.
Discovery
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Nemo rallies in the night
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I want to let you all know that our pet betta fish has rallied in the night and he appears to be his old self again. Last night he didn’t look so good. He was listing starboard, and if you left him for a while and came back, you would find him completely on his side, floating on the surface of the water.
I told my wife, experienced as I am with tank fish (I’ve had at least 3 goldfish in my life and maybe 3 bettas), that it didn’t look good. We considered whether we should “put him down” like you would a horse, but Chandler, our 7-year-old, had another idea. He wanted to put him under a light all night and surround him with a number of toy animals and cars, all looking in on him and encouraging him to hang in there. And would you believe, this morning, Nemo is floating upright, swimming around chipper as all get out.
One thing you learn when you have children, at least I hope you do, is to value their personhood no less than you would value an adult. When my son draws a picture and tells me what it is, I don’t question it. He knows what he is talking about. In fact I have pretty much concluded that my son almost always knows what he is talking about even when I don’t.
Come to think of it, this probably extends to more than just kids. Everybody has a right to his or her own perspective and opinion. We all see things from a little bit different angle. We can be looking at the same thing, but like a dozen mice trying to describe an elephant, we have trouble getting our stories straight because we can each only take in a part of the whole at any given time. Part of caring for someone is learning to enlarge your own perspective to include and trust someone else’s viewpoint.
Instead of putting such energy into trying to prove someone wrong, how about allowing that person to contribute to your growing understanding of what is right? I’m not suggesting we let everyone redefine truth willy-nilly; I am suggesting that we embrace the fact that truth is bigger than our current understanding of it, and we aren’t the only ones who can see.
Now did the light and the toys really do anything for Nemo except keep him up all night? Well, I doubt it, but then again, who can say? I know one little person who believes that he made his fish better, and right now, I can truthfully say, I like his version of what happened a lot better than mine.
Each of you should look not only to your own interests, but also to the interests of others. (Philippians 2:4)

Only the Lowly
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By John Fischer
Healthy people don’t need a doctor—sick people do. I have come to call sinners, not those who think they are already good enough. (Mark 2:17)?
If Jesus has come to call sinners and those who need a doctor, what does that say about those of us who have heard the call and are currently following Him? It means we’re the sick ones—the sinners—the ones who got the call. (Or do you cross some line after you are called to where you are presumably good enough and don’t need a doctor anymore?) Why do we miss something this obvious?
This is good news for the lowly. But it’s more than that. It’s good news for only the lowly. Those who don’t see themselves as lowly don’t get the call. You really don’t get it about Jesus until you realize that He turned everything religious on its head. Holy, righteous people don’t get to follow Jesus, and it stands to reason because they don’t need to. They’re already okay. They called themselves.
Of course this doesn’t mean that lowly people don’t get to be righteous. In fact they are the most righteous because they don’t see themselves that way. Their righteousness is not in their own eyes, it is in the eyes of Christ. Truly righteous people keep seeing themselves as lowly, and they stand continually amazed in the presence of a very holy God who sees them as healthy and whole.
This is also why these people are quick to serve. Because they already see everyone as better than themselves, serving is a genuine thing. It’s the appropriate thing to do: give credit where credit is due—to someone other than me. Thus serving is not some magnanimous move of a proud man stooping to play the role of a servant because that’s what you’re supposed to do if you follow Christ. No, serving is doing what comes naturally from the humble place one occupies all the time.
Conversely, people who see themselves as above others are going to have a very hard time serving anybody. So I suppose I could turn this around and say that if I have a hard time serving, why is that? Is it because I see myself as better than most other people? (Why do you think I know so much about this? Because I’m so good at thinking this way. Believe me, I speak of what I know.)
“But wait a minute,” someone is sure to say, “someone has to be good enough. Someone has to be healthy. Someone has to be the example others can look up to.” Yes, this is true, but just make sure you don’t think it’s you, because the minute you think you’re the one, you put yourself in a group of people Jesus didn’t come for. And who wants to be there?

Recovering pastor; revolving door
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by John Fischer I have received so many comments about earlier reflections on struggling, vulnerable leaders, that I think the following story would be in order to help cement the point. In my travels I once encountered a church with a unique pastoral situation. It seems that one of their assistant pastors was once the senior pastor of the church. That in itself was unique enough to make me ask lots of questions. I’ve heard of assistant pastors becoming pastors, but not the other way around, and especially not in the same church. Turns out he stepped down so he could face and deal with an alcohol addiction. After many years in recovery and away from the ministry, he came back to the congregation he once lead as a counselor to others with addictive behaviors. Well here’s the deal. He told me that since he returned in the new role, his office has been like a revolving door. There aren’t enough hours in the day for him to meet the demand of people who are seeking his help. And when you think that these are the people who once looked up to him as their spiritual leader, this is even more remarkable. But the nagging question that says it all is this: WHERE WERE ALL THESE PEOPLE BEFORE HE OPENED HIS DOOR AND HIS LIFE TO THEM? Where were they before this service was provided – before someone respectable was willing to step down and admit he had a problem? Well the answer is obvious: They were there all along. They were there and hiding, just as he was. So the pastor came out, and all the people came to him. What a lesson! Now I ask, was this a rare church with an unusually large number of messed-up people, or is this the way it is pretty much everywhere? I think I’ll let you answer that. “But this precious treasure – this light and power that now shine within us – is held in perishable containers, that is, in our weak bodies. So everyone can see that our glorious power is from God and is not our own.” (2 Corinthians 4:7 NLT) |
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Something greater
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I’m not religious—I’m just scared.”
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By John Fischer
A recent New Yorker cartoon has a couple standing arm in arm and
staring up at the night sky. The caption reads: “I’m not religious—I’m just scared.”
It’s a good beginning, actually. Being scared is the first step toward real religion. That must have been what Solomon had in mind when he wrote that: “the fear of the Lord is the beginning of knowledge” (Proverbs 1:7).
What does that mean, I wonder, to fear God? Does it mean God is out to get me? Does it mean God is a cruel taskmaster? Does it mean God is no respecter of persons—that He will not hesitate to lower the boom on anyone and everyone who doesn’t come up to the bar? Well it could mean any or all of these things, but that’s another point for another time. Whether any of these things describe God or not, it really doesn’t matter. The point is He is God and I am not. He gets to call the shots; I don’t. He gets to be and do whatever He wants without checking in with me. So I fear God due to basic weights and measures. Size it up. I should stare up into the night sky and be scared. Should He choose to be merciful to me, well that would be just splendid, but it wouldn’t make me fear Him any less, because He would still be God and I would still be this little speck in the universe—a kind of dirty speck, no less.
So in some ways, it’s good to be scared. Being scared says a number of things I realize about myself, among them are:
- I can’t control everything;
- I am an infinitesimal dot on a tiny planet buried in a solar system in a galaxy of innumerable solar systems in a universe of innumerable galaxies;
- I have no idea how many hairs are on my head;
- I can’t guarantee I will be alive tomorrow;
- I can’t make anybody love me;
- I’m not sure I know how to love anyone;
- I can’t always make myself do the right thing;
- Forget God, I’m not even the strongest person around.
So you may not be religious, but if you’re scared, that’s the next best thing. You can’t get religion without getting God, and you can’t get God without admitting you’re not God, you’re scared, and your only choice is to throw yourself at His mercy, and hope He has enough for you, because otherwise you’re toast.
No, as it turns out, God is full of grace and far more prone to mercy than judgment, but you wouldn’t want to go taking any of that mercy for granted. He is still God, and we still tremble.
By the way: here’s what I think: People who aren’t scared, are just bluffing.
