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Saturday, March 21, 2015

The Sighing Micro Potty, or how anything can turn into a Bible Study


        It’s Saturday morning. The downstairs bathroom is clean and the rest of my family has been instructed to use upstairs toilet or go to the neighbors’. Meanwhile, Skipper the white-bellied caique is whistling and asking to come out.
         Although she doesn’t understand, I remind her she can’t come out until she’s completed her morning sklurch. I’m not kidding. A parrot’s first poop of the day is enormous! For such a small creature, I want to say she poops 10% of her body weight in the morning. No, I haven’t weighed it.
         I find myself thinking about a toilet we once had. I call it “The Sighing Micro Potty.”
         We had moved into an apartment with a broken toilet. The handyman must have been on a tight budget. For some reason, the new toilet had a rather small seat. The opening was about the size of one of those potty inserts we had as kids. The insert fit on top of the regular toilet seat so a toddler’s little bottom didn’t fall in.
         This toilet had a peculiar habit. With every flush, it SIGHED. It sighed like its heart was breaking. Sometimes it wheezed enough for me to wonder whether there were a plumber’s equivalent of ipratropium.          Being made of flimsy plastic, the Micro Potty seat eventually broke. We replaced it with a sturdy lid designed to accommodate the bottom of an adult. After many months, the air must have been – ahem – flushed from the pipes. Our asthmatic toilet recovered. I never heard it sigh again.
         My experience with wacky plumbing goes back to childhood. I remember being too terrified to reach into the swirling water and watching a comb go down the drain. Then there was the Noxema cap. Even on America’s Funniest Videos, there was the video with the father taking apart the toilet to reveal Winnie the Pooh was the source of that family’s plumbing woes.
         Perhaps life would be easier if we all did like in the Old Testament. Deuteronomy 23:12-13 says:

“Thou shalt have a place also without the camp, whither thou shalt go forth abroad: And thou shalt have a paddle upon thy weapon; and it shall be, when thou wilt ease thyself abroad, thou shalt dig therewith, and shalt turn back and cover that which cometh from thee:”

          Did you know there are many Biblical accounts relating to bowel function? To those of us who GUBA (grew up born-again), Ehud and Elijah come to mind.
         In the time after Moses and before the Kings of Israel, Ehud judged Israel. Here is his story in Judges 3:15-30.

Judges 3:15 But when the children of Israel cried unto the LORD, the LORD raised them up a deliverer, Ehud the son of Gera, a Benjamite, a man lefthanded: and by him the children of Israel sent a present unto Eglon the king of Moab. 16 But Ehud made him a dagger which had two edges, of a cubit length; and he did gird it under his raiment upon his right thigh. 17 And he brought the present unto Eglon king of Moab: and Eglon was a very fat man.
 18 And when he had made an end to offer the present, he sent away the people that bare the present. 19 But he himself turned again from the quarries that were by Gilgal, and said, I have a secret errand unto thee, O king: who said, Keep silence. And all that stood by him went out from him.
 20 And Ehud came unto him; and he was sitting in a summer parlour, which he had for himself alone. And Ehud said, I have a message from God unto thee. And he arose out of his seat. 21 And Ehud put forth his left hand, and took the dagger from his right thigh, and thrust it into his belly: 22 And the haft also went in after the blade; and the fat closed upon the blade, so that he could not draw the dagger out of his belly; and the dirt came out.
 23 Then Ehud went forth through the porch, and shut the doors of the parlour upon him, and locked them.
 24 When he was gone out, his servants came; and when they saw that, behold, the doors of the parlour were locked, they said, Surely he covereth his feet in his summer chamber. 25 And they tarried till they were ashamed: and, behold, he opened not the doors of the parlour; therefore they took a key, and opened them: and, behold, their lord was fallen down dead on the earth.
 26 And Ehud escaped while they tarried, and passed beyond the quarries, and escaped unto Seirath.
 27 And it came to pass, when he was come, that he blew a trumpet in the mountain of Ephraim, and the children of Israel went down with him from the mount, and he before them. 28 And he said unto them, Follow after me: for the LORD hath delivered your enemies the Moabites into your hand. And they went down after him, and took the fords of Jordan toward Moab, and suffered not a man to pass over.
 29 And they slew of Moab at that time about ten thousand men, all lusty, and all men of valour; and there escaped not a man. 30 So Moab was subdued that day under the hand of Israel. And the land had rest fourscore years.

         In vs. 24, the Hebrew term for “covereth his feet” is a euphemism for defecating. Some versions of I Kings 18:27 have Elijah telling the prophets of Baal to cry louder to Baal because Baal may just be thinking, busy or using the toilet.
         If you want to look up the many Biblical accounts of disemboweling, diarrhea and prolapsed intestines, you can grab your concordance and look up “bowel” or “bowels.” Some study Bibles will have links to all the poop on poop.
         Lest you find no redemption in my musings, I will close with something Jesus himself said. You’ll find it in Matthew and Mark. In Mark 15, the scribes and Pharisees noted Jesus’ disciples didn’t always eat according to the rules.

Mark 15:1 Then came to Jesus scribes and Pharisees, which were of Jerusalem, saying, 2 Why do thy disciples transgress the tradition of the elders? for they wash not their hands when they eat bread. ... 10 And he called the multitude, and said unto them, Hear, and understand: 11 Not that which goeth into the mouth defileth a man; but that which cometh out of the mouth, this defileth a man.
 12 Then came his disciples, and said unto him, Knowest thou that the Pharisees were offended, after they heard this saying?
 13 But he answered and said, Every plant, which my heavenly Father hath not planted, shall be rooted up. 14 Let them alone: they be blind leaders of the blind. And if the blind lead the blind, both shall fall into the ditch.
 15 Then answered Peter and said unto him, Declare unto us this parable.
 16 And Jesus said, Are ye also yet without understanding? 17 Do not ye yet understand, that whatsoever entereth in at the mouth goeth into the belly, and is cast out into the draught?
 18 But those things which proceed out of the mouth come forth from the heart; and they defile the man.
 19 For out of the heart proceed evil thoughts, murders, adulteries, fornications, thefts, false witness, blasphemies: 20 These are the things which defile a man: but to eat with unwashen hands defileth not a man.

         Jesus isn’t endorsing poor hygiene. He is clarifying what God meant from the beginning. Physical poop goes away, but do we have poop in our hearts? If we have a “potty mouth,” is it because there is something inside us that needs cleansing?
         It is Saturday morning and my toilet is clean.
         Is my heart clean, too? Do I need some heavenly bleach and scrubber? Yes, I do. And not just on Saturdays. Fortunately, Malachi 3 reminds us:

Malachi 3:2 But who may abide the day of his coming? and who shall stand when he appeareth? for he is like a refiner’s fire, and like fullers’ soap: 3 And he shall sit as a refiner and purifier of silver: and he shall purify the sons of Levi, and purge them as gold and silver, that they may offer unto the LORD an offering in righteousness.

Blessings,
mrfb

Saturday, March 14, 2015

The Woman's Penny

I was cleaning, scrubbing and organizing. Then I saw it: something black, slightly under the dish drainer drip catcher.
   My eyes flew open. Downstairs, my husband and his buddy must have heard my sudden vocalization.

   I even misquoted scripture!

Luke 15: 1-10 says, 
 1. Then drew near unto him all the publicans and sinners for to hear him. 
 2. And the Pharisees and scribes murmured, saying, This man receiveth sinners, and eateth with them.
 3 And he spake this parable unto them, saying,
 4 What man of you, having an hundred sheep, if he lose one of them, doth not leave the ninety and nine in the wilderness, and go after that which is lost, until he find it?
 5 And when he hath found it, he layeth it on his shoulders, rejoicing.
 6 And when he cometh home, he calleth together his friends and neighbours, saying unto them, Rejoice with me; for I have found my sheep which was lost.
 7 I say unto you, that likewise joy shall be in heaven over one sinner that repenteth, more than over ninety and nine just persons, which need no repentance.
 8 Either what woman having ten pieces of silver, if she lose one piece, doth not light a candle, and sweep the house, and seek diligently till she find it?
 9 And when she hath found it, she calleth her friends and her neighbours together, saying, Rejoice with me; for I have found the piece which I had lost.
 10 Likewise, I say unto you, there is joy in the presence of the angels of God over one sinner that repenteth.

   I know, you thought I was going to write about some sort of giant spider or cockroach. My apologies. What was the source of my sudden vocalization?
   I found my favorite vegetable peeler. 
   Almost a year ago, I coughed up seven or eight bucks to get a "real" peeler. It was wonderfully sharp and worked like, well, a new peeler. My old peeler had gotten to the point that it only worked if I used it backwards or with my left hand.
   A couple months into my new and exciting relationship with this black handled, ergonomic peeler, it vanished. I searched everywhere, but it was GONE. 
    During the fancy utensil's absence, other life circumstances left me with my very dominant right arm in a cast. By the time of the Super Bowl, I was out of the cast, but my fancy peeler was still gone. Like the woman in Luke 15, I still had my nine other pennies. After 4-5 months of being left handed, I still could use my old peeler. It took me a little longer, but the Super Bowl preparations were fairly successful.

   When I found my peeler, I ran downstairs to where my husband and his buddy were playing pool. I blurted, "I feel like the widow who found her penny!" 
   Stumbling over my words, I hemmed and hawed that I didn't feel like he was dead, but that I was as excited as that woman. His buddy may have had no clue, but my hubby understood the scriptural basis, if not the reason, for my joy.
   Upstairs, my son politely noted my excitement. (He's pretty used to me.)
  Still throbbing with elation, I HAD to CALL SOMEONE. I dialed my Super Bowl girlfriend, another Bible believer, and blathered of my delight. Finally, my need to rejoice ebbed somewhat. It remained as a pleasant hum for several days.

   Only today, did the last part of Luke 15:1-10 hit home.
 10 Likewise, I say unto you, there is joy in the presence of the angels of God over one sinner that repenteth.

   If I could get so outrageously and disproportionately giddy about finding my seven dollar peeler, how much more joy would come from the thousands and thousands of angels rejoicing before God over one sinner that repents?
   That's a whole lotta joy.
   Three+ decades ago, a weeping, snot-dripping and humbled teenager asked for salvation. She finally realized she couldn't earn her way into heaven (and oh, how she had tried). But if God still liked her enough to give her a new start, she really wanted to serve him. She didn't know it, but that day, the heavens were rocking with joy. They rocked with every person who ever turned to Christ as Savior. They will continue to do so with every person who ever does.
   II Corinthians 5:11a says, "Knowing therefore the terror of the Lord, we persuade men...." Out of understanding of God's holiness, Christians are rightly motivated to persuade others of the need for salvation. We love you and want you to have an amazing relationship with Father God and to be with us in eternity.
   Many Christians are also motivated not just by fear but by joy. Imagine adding to the joy in heaven by leading another precious soul into God's kingdom! In the realm of spiritual physics, joy MUST be expressed. For every salvation, there must be a mind-blowing expression of joy. Maybe that's why the angels are rejoicing, because our human frames just aren't built to handle the unfathomable joy. 
   If I could barely contain my thrill of finding "the piece which I had lost," imagine the thrill of helping someone find the PEACE which s/he had lost. 

   There's a much beloved verse in Nehemiah 8. The people have heard the law and are broken and weeping at their sin. Nehemiah speaks these wonderful words:

Ne 8:10 Then he said unto them, Go your way, eat the fat, and drink the sweet, and send portions unto them for whom nothing is prepared: for this day is holy unto our Lord: neither be ye sorry; for the joy of the LORD is your strength.


May we all find the piece and the peace for which we are searching.