The Delight of Discipline

“Draw near to God, and He will draw near to you…”
James 4:8

For the past couple of weeks now I have been struggling to write for this blog. I’ve got a couple of good articles started (and a whole lot of bad ones too), but I never felt particularly inspired nor satisfied with what I had written. Being in a new church, a new denomination, a new community; there is so much to learn and take in that I just haven’t yet found the rhythm of writing.

I suppose that’s where the discipline has to kick in. When I don’t feel like writing, I need to write. Even if it’s just a paragraph, even if it never sees the light of day, the practiced discipline of daily writing – formulating a coherent thought and communicating it in an understandable way – will eventually bring me to the point where writing feels more natural and comes a lot easier.

The same goes for my running – which hasn’t been happening either. When I don’t feel like running, I need to run. The routine of going to bed on time so that I can get up early for a run, lacing up the shoes and hitting the road – even on those days I really don’t want to do it – builds a love for the run and a desire to keep going.

This is the beauty of Discipline. The practiced, purposeful, and dedicated commitment to a task, even when the heart isn’t there yet, will ultimately lead to heartfelt participation.

The same is true of the Spiritual Disciplines.  When I don’t feel like praying, I need to pray.  When my heart is not inclined to worship and praise before the Lord, I need to come before Him in worship and praise. When I’m tired of reading Scripture, when I think there’s nothing more to be gained, I need to take up and read.

We often disparage discipline because we think it takes the heart out of the experience: You’re only reading Scripture and praying because its on your schedule. That may be the case, but daily reading of God’s Word will develop a love for God’s Word and a desire to spend more time in it. Regular times of prayer and devotion before the Lord, even using a book of written prayers and traditional hymns, will lead to spontaneous moments of heartfelt praise.

Consider Charles Spurgeon’s message on “Pray without Ceasing”:

If for awhile the heavens are as brass and your prayer only echoes in thunder above your head, pray on; if month after month your prayer appears to have miscarried, and no reply has been vouchsafed to you, yet still continue to draw nigh unto the Lord. Do not abandon the mercy-seat for any reason whatever. If it be a good thing that you have been asking for, and you are sure it is according to the divine will, if the vision tarry wait for it, pray, weep, entreat, wrestle, agonise till you get that which you are praying for. If your heart be cold in prayer, do not restrain prayer until your heart warms, but pray your soul unto heat by the help of the everblessed Spirit who helpeth our infirmities. If the iron be hot then hammer it, and if it be cold hammer it till you heat it.

My heart may not be in it – the writing, the running, the reading, the praying. My heart and my mind may be wrestling and divided, but I will continue to pray, worship, and attend to God’s Word until I can do so with One heart and One mind.

Why? Because these things: worship, meditation on God’s word, and prayer are some of the ordinary means of grace.  They are the instruments that God uses to work His grace within us, to transform and conform us in the likeness of Christ.  The more we come to these means, the more we rest in His grace, the more we live and love in grace.

As I daily return to the ordinary means of grace, as I encounter Him where He has promised to meet me, it seems less like discipline, less like duty, and more and more like delight.

And so keep reading, even if the words seem to bounce around inside your head and never take root.  Keep praying, even though it feels like the words don’t leave the room. Keep praising, even through the tears. He is near, His grace is at hand, and He is sufficient.

May the grace of faithful discipline bring joy and peace to your heart!

SDG

Neither a writer nor a blogger, he

Scratching my head, wondering what to write.

See, the thing is, I’m a pastor, not a writer.  I’ve never dreamed of being a writer.  I’ve never claimed here to be a writer, I respect writers too much. 

Yes there are times when as a pastor/preacher, I have to write.  I work in words.  Translating, interpreting, parsing, speaking… it’s all part of the job.  I know that words have the power of creation; God spoke and the universe came into being, Jesus spoke and calmed the storm, brought healing to the sick and life to the dead.  God spoke to His prophets and apostles through the power of the Holy Spirit and through His sovereign grace has given us the Scriptures to show us His will and His love.  I believe in the Word of God.  I believe in the power of words.  I use words to craft and lead worship and praise of God.

All that being said, I’m still not a writer.  I’m not even a blogger.  To be a blogger, I’d have to have more passion about blogging.  I’d have to have a bigger following (though I do appreciate those who do read this).  At time I get a little obsessed about the stats about who has visited my blog and what they’ve read – I like their comments.  It’s a little self-gratifying and ego-inflating.

So what am I, what is this?  If I’m not a writer, if I’m not a blogger, why is this even here?  As the saying goes, “I’m just one beggar telling another beggar where to find bread.”

My writing here, the feeble attempts at humor, the video posts, the devotional thoughts on Scripture; this is all merely one more attempt to share the gospel.  I am a preacher by heart.  If my church closed its doors tomorrow, I’d still be preaching.  The gospel of Jesus Christ has so gripped my heart that it will never let me go.  My voice has been lost for the gospel.  My desires are spent on the glory of God.  I live to make Christ known.  I write for the same.

So take this blog for what it is.  I’m not here to sell a book.  I’m not here to promote my ministry or my church.  I’m not here to be cute, witty, or entertaining.  I’m not here to make a name for myself.  I am here, writing away, that the Word may find its home in your heart as well.

SDG