December 2006

A psalm for New Year's Eve...

A Psalm of Anticipation

Lord Christ
Your servant
Martin Luther
said he only had
two days
on his calendar
today
and that day
and that's
what I want too.
and I want
to live
today
for
that day.

-Joe Bayly

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Should we delight in Saddam's death?

Note: My dear friend and brother in Christ, David Wegener, just sent me the following E-mail, a thoughtful summary of what Scripture teaches on this subject.

I've been thinking a bit about Saddam's death and watched some of the video footage of American-Iraqi's in the Detroit area. They were dancing for joy and singing and delighting in the vengeance that had been taken. I was repulsed by their reactions but I've been rethinking this. What should my attitude be?

The issue is not the rightness or wrongness of the death penalty. The Vatican and most of Europe's leaders used this opportunity to parade their compassion and civility and their opposition to the death penalty, but that is normal. Europe has been post-Christian for centuries and most of her populace doesn't take the Bible seriously on this (Genesis 9 and Romans 13) or other topics.

The issue is how I should view the punishment of the wicked by the state. Vengeance belongs to God and he has delegated the authority to exact vengeance to the state. Should I delight in Saddam's death?

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Scrabble in a bowling alley...

Keeping in step with a many-year Taylor Christmas tradition, our clan went bowling this evening at the Brunswick bowling alley at the corner of Gary Avenue and Route 64, just outside the Wheaton city limits. Since there were about thirty-five of us, we had to wait half an hour for the leagues to finish before lanes opened up, so we all sat down to wait.

For some reason, one of the uncles had a Scrabble set under his arm. He pulled it out and four of the aunts and uncles passed the time playing Scrabble. Scrabble and bowling?

A perfect pair.

Merry Christmas!

A Psalm of Christmas

Lord we blame
the innkeeper
for only giving you
the stable
when his inn was full
but what about
all the others
who lived in Bethlehem
that night
when you were born.
Why were
all their houses
that weren't full
of guests
fast closed
against the one
who contained you?
God bless
our little homes
this Christmastime
make them
big enough
to welcome you
contained in those
for whom the world
has no room
except
a cold and lonely
Christmas day.

-Joe Bayly

A blessed Christmas Eve to all...

A Psalm for Christmas Eve

Praise God for Christmas
Praise Him for the Incarnation
for Word made flesh.
I will not sing
of shepherds watching flocks
on frosty night
or angel choristers.
I will not sing
of stable bare in Bethlehem
or lowing oxen
wise men
trailing distant star
with gold and frankincense and myrrh.
Tonight I will sing
praise to the Father
who stood on heaven's threshold
and said farewell to His Son
as He stepped across the stars
to Bethlehem
and Jerusalem.
And I will sing
praise to the infinite eternal Son
who became most finite
a Baby
who would one day be executed
for my crimes.
Praise Him in the heavens.
Praise Him in the stable.
Praise Him in my heart.

-Joe Bayly

Meditating on the manger...

(Note: Mary Lee, my dear wife, wrote this Christmas devotional some years back, and I thought it worthy of our meditation this Christmas Eve.)

It may come as a surprise to most of you, as it did to me, how little there actually is in the Gospels about Jesus' birth. In Matthew we are told, merely, that He was born in Bethlehem--nothing about an inn, donkeys, shepherds, or a manger. Only the Magi are there. In Mark and John we meet Jesus as an adult, about to start His ministry. Luke is the only place we find the familiar story, but even there the details are sketchy, at best.

Luke tells us that Mary and Joseph traveled from Nazareth to Bethlehem to register in a census. "While they were there, the time came for the baby to be born, and she gave birth to her firstborn, a son. She wrapped Him in cloths and placed Him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn," (Luke 2:6,7 }. That's it.

It's hard to imagine our Christmas today has anything to do with that birth. Shopping, Santa Claus, trees, lights, presents; all this because of a baby born in an out-building?

It's equally hard to imagine that the beautiful pictures on our Christmas cards have anything to do with this Biblical account. It all looks so misty and romantic but in reality it was two scared teen-agers having a baby in what was the equivalent to the modern-day shed in the back yard holding our tools and lawn mower. Nothing much of beauty there. I'm sure Mary and Joseph felt the same about a stable and a manger as we'd feel about a shed for a birthplace and the wheelbarrow for a cradle.

When we celebrate our own birthdays, we don't talk about the hospital room, or even the day of our birth. We talk about the passing of another year, accomplishments, goals etc. When we celebrate the birthdays of Abraham Lincoln or Martin Luther King Jr., we know little or nothing about the circumstances or places of their births. But we do know something about their lives and the things they accomplished.

The same should be true of Jesus' Birthday. Let's get away from the manger and remember who Jesus was and why He came. The life He lived and the death He died--not His birth--should be our focus. Philippians 2 tells us that, although He was God Himself, Jesus chose to humble Himself, "ma(king) Himself nothing, taking the very nature of a servant, being made in human likeness."

Then He humbled himself even further by being obedient to death, even the death of a common criminal on a cross. Because of this He will be exalted to the highest place in Heaven. The Holy Spirit goes on to tell us in Philippians 2 that the time is coming when "every knee shall bow and every tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord".

Pictures of sheep and donkeys standing in softly falling snow at the birth of baby Jesus are nice (pictures don't bleat, bray, or smell), but to know beyond a shadow of a doubt that, as a result of this birth, every soul who has ever lived will one day bow before Jesus and proclaim Him King of Kings and Lord of Lords--this is awesome.

Plain, manger-like preaching...

In response to the final couple paragraphs dealing with preaching and rhetoric in my post, Worship wars: musicians, pulpiteers, and aesthetics, my dear brother, Ken Pierce, wrote:

I am not sure that it's fair to characterize men who have a different pulpit presence than personal presence as having displaced God's glory with their own.

It's rough around the edges, but my concern about this matter is so deep that I'm willing to take my lumps with this response.

It's not simply a "different pulpit presence" I'm aiming my criticisms at, but a different man. If the Apostle Paul went from talk around the table to writing one of his letters to preaching, no one would have been struck by the change in his personality, illustrations, or vocabulary. He wasn't a commoner while eating and a patrician while writing and preaching. And this is not at all to say that life should be lived at a monotone. It may well be that occasions are rare for a father to lift his voice at home or at potlucks, but if he doesn't make some radical alteration in his tone when he speaks of death, Heaven, and Hell, his tone will belie his message.

Clearly I didn't express myself very well since I agree with much you've written, and yet...

Don't you see the danger of turning the pulpit into a stage by employing rhetorical devices, illustrations, vocabulary, and affectations that detract from the foolishness and simplicity of the Gospel? Is this really no danger at all?

We've all seen women so painted on the face they've made themselves hideous. Gilded lilies.

I'm going to go out on a limb, here, but I think this issue is critically important for a recovery of the authority and power of God in evangelical and reformed pulpits. Comparisons are odious, but I would choose Peter, Stephen, Paul, Calvin, Luther, Edwards, Lloyd-Jones, and MacArthur any day of the week over John Doe, Joe Schmo, and the Reverend Doctor J. Wright Holiday.

Why? Because when I finish reading or listening to the men in the first list, the principle thing I'm left with is not the breadth of their reading or the depth of their learning, but the power, authority, justice, and mercy of our Heavenly Father. The messenger has not become the message...

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The most wonderful Christmas gifts...

This Christmas, Mary Lee and I are full of joy that this past year little Josiah was added to our family, adopted by Doug (Archie) and Heather. Josiah is our third grandchild, unless you count little ones God chose to take to Heaven before they were born--then it's seven.

Actually, it's nine. Heather and Michal both are carrying little ones who, Lord willing, we'll meet this coming April (Heather) and May (Michal). Incidentally, Heather and Michal's little ones are the seventh and eighth great-grandchildren Mom Taylor is expecting this coming year. Heather and Michal have six cousins on the Taylor side expecting during 2007--so far, that is! This brings our Taylor family--Mom Taylor, her children (and spouses), grandchildren (and spouses), and great-grandchildren--to a blessed total of ninety-six.

The feminine vulnerability of motherhood...

Joseph her husband, being a righteous man... (Matthew 1:20a)

This Christmas, let's remember motherhood is utter vulnerability. The Virgin Mary was quite young when she became pregnant--likely thirteen or fourteen. When her belly swelled it was scandalous. Her beloved Joseph would have quietly divorced her had not the angel of the Lord reassured him that Mary was still a virgin and her pregnancy was of the Holy Spirit.

Trying to imagine the turmoil Mary's motherhood caused in ancient Palestine, we could bring it into our own day and ask how long it was before her pregnancy was obvious enough that everyone knew? And once they knew, did Mary's evident shame cause her loved ones to leave off the normal support given a young bride and young mother? Did anyone give Mary a shower? If so, was it a wedding or baby shower? Did Mary tell everyone she was going to have a boy?

A great Christmas gift...

Amazon has a great deal on the the earphones I use, the Etymotic Research ER6 Isolator Earphones. They're discounted from $148 to $78, about half price:

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The ER6s are a superb set of isolating earphones and I recommend them highly. You can plug them into your MP3 player and listen to Scripture, sermons, podcasts, music or whatever. And while listening, you won't hear any of the environmental noise surrounding you because these earphones don't let any of it through your ear canal. Think about it--on long international flights, in airports, on buses or subways, in coffee shops--you can silence the crying baby or cell phone blabbermouth...

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Worship wars: musicians, pulpiteers, and aesthetics...

Much of the current battle over worship, particularly the music we use, is more deeply a battle over whether high aesthetics are always and only good, or whether they also pose a threat. Like Frankenstein, can high aesthetics turn on us and cease to be a servant, instead becoming a master of God's people at worship? Can they even become an idol, displacing God Himself?

In the corner for their posing a threat is this excerpt from the latest "Notes and Comments" at the front of the December 2006 New Criterion. Introducing a piece by Michael J. Lewis on the art historian, T. J. Clark, the editors quote Lewis:

The tendency of Clark's career has been to dislodge the aesthetic object from its pedestal to set it back into the social, cultural, and political currents that brought it forth. Such an approach, wielded judiciously, can immeasurably enrich the understanding of an object. ...(A) mediocre work of art always speaks far more eloquently about the society that made it than a great one.

The editors then comment:

For a political interpretation of art, greatness is a distraction at best, at worst it is a rival for the reader's or viewer's attention.

At least since the 1970s, efforts to dethrone the aesthetic and short-circuit or marginalize greatness have triumphed in the academy and many other institutions charged with the preservation and transmission of our artistic patrimony.

So now, two questions...

It's time for the PCA to fire the NAE...

Richard Cizik is VP of Governmental Affairs at the National Association of Evangelicals. Lately he's given his best time to serving as an evangelist for global warming within NAE's constituency. This earned him a prime interview on public radio's Fresh Air this morning where Terry Gross dutifully lobbed him a bunch of softball questions.

What struck me about the interview was Cizik's references to his newfound focus on global warming as the product of his own personal "conversion" on the issue. Repeatedly he referred to this personal "conversion," explicitly drawing a parallel between his conversion to global warming and "a conversion to Jesus Christ."

Believe it or not, I have no opinion concerning global warming. I used to be an environmentalist but Calamity Jane scholars cried "Wolf!" too many times to retain my trust.

In this particular case, though, my concern is not Cizik's belief in global warming, nor his evangelizing others toward a conversion by which they come to share his convictions on the issue. Rather, I object to his explicit and constant use of Gospel language to argue his case in the public square. He reminds me of the past three decades of mainline religious leaders who redefined salvation as "liberation."

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