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Tuesday, August 27, 2024

EXPERIENCING THE PRESENCE OF GOD – 3

The spiritual influences that formed me have been diverse.

I’ve already spoken of the impact of my ‘growing up’ church experience.

Immediately after Debbie and I were married, we took up residence in Wilmore, Kentucky where I attended Asbury Theological Seminary for three years.  It was a United Methodist school, so the diversity represented there – in professors and students – wasn’t extreme.

However, within two years of leaving Asbury, I continued my theological education at Pittsburgh Theological Seminary.  In this setting the theology department was focusing on multiple threads of training:  Liberation Theology, Feminist Theology [half my classmates were women], Calvinistic Theology, and Process Theology.  I struggled with the challenges I faced during this period, but I believe I came out stronger as a result of this exposure and tension.

While attending PTS, I also dabbled in some Roman Catholic experiences.  I was particularly impacted by a program called ‘Domus Dei’ [House of God].  It was an exhaustive engagement with a group of people who determined to experience God through introspection and meditation!  I made new friends and developed a greater intimacy with God through blended and shared expressions of solitude and silence.

Within a very short time, I began studying for a Master of Arts degree in Counseling at the Franciscan University of Steubenville [OH].  Franciscan is a charismatic Catholic University.  My classmates became my friends.  I attended full-time for two years to accomplish my goal [while being a full-time pastor of a growing church and a husband and dad]. During this two years, I attended the noon mass on campus with my classmates.  I picketed abortion clinics with my classmates.  Debbie and I became very close to one couple in particular.  Ed had a heavy impact on me during these years.

During the summer, Franciscan held massive tent meetings on campus.  People came from far and wide to attend these meetings.  I participated in these several times and was deeply influenced by the powerful manifestation of the Spirit in these meetings. 

One of the things that impressed me most was that when the meetings ended, I remained in my seat and just didn’t want to leave!  I was not alone!  Many remained in their seats.  The worship team continued to play and we continued to worship.  Sometimes these ‘post-worship’ seasons went on for another hour!  The presence of God was tangible!  There was weeping.  People went forward – alone or in groups – to pray.  The singing moderated between joyful awareness and humble submission.  The worship team was extremely sensitive to the mood of the people!  I was always one of the last to leave!  My most memorable and dynamic experiences of the presence of God took place in those tents and in that chapel!

From this time forward, I tried to train worship teams to replicate this type of experience.  The difference was in the realization that the worship team had two roles:

1.    To lead passionately and draw people into the presence of God.  This implied that the worship team members had to already BE IN THE PRESENCE OF GOD!

2.    To lead responsively – sensing and responding to the mood of the worshippers.  This required courage and a yielding to the Spirit in the moment!

I remember the first time that our people began to linger after the worship service ended.  While many left the sanctuary, others remained and moved closer to the worship team to be united with them in delivering our praise to God!  I was exuberant to see this occurring!  I felt that a barrier had been broken! 

I was indelibly impacted by these eclectic and divergent experiences.  I am thankful to God for guiding me and allowing me to experience His presence in environments that were not part of my ‘growing-up’ tradition!  It has enriched my life in innumerable ways! 

Sunday, October 11, 2020

GET UNDER THEIR UMBRELLA

There's a relatively minor incident recorded in Genesis 26 that needs to be unpacked.  

Isaac was living among the Philistines and had led them to believe that Rebekah was his sister (a blatant lie designed to protect him).  During his time here, God was prospering Isaac.  

But one day Abimelech [a Philistine term that equates with the Egyptian term 'Pharaoh'] saw him being affectionate with Rebekah and figured out that they were married.  He was not happy with Isaac.  

What is this you have done to us?  One of the men might well have slept with your wife, and you would have brought guilt upon us.  [v.10]

Abimelech gave orders:

Anyone who molests this man or his wife shall surely be put to death.  [v.11]

So Isaac and Rebekah remained in the land in safety with the respect of all the people.  And God prospered them significantly!  That same year, they reaped a hundredfold, because the LORD blessed him.  [v.12]

Eventually, Isaac became so wealthy that he made himself a threat to the Philistines.  He had so many flocks and herds and servants that the Philistines envied him.  [v.14]

As a result, Abimelech said to him, Move away from us;  you have become too powerful for us.  [v.16]

Isaac moved to the Valley of Gerar - where his father, Abraham had previously lived - and settled there.

During this time, God renewed His covenant with Isaac - the same covenant He had made with Abraham:  I am with you;  I will bless you and will increase the number of your descendants...  [v.24]

Meanwhile, one day Abimelech showed up along with his personal advisor and the commander of his forces.  He spoke to Isaac:  

We saw clearly that the LORD was with you;  so we said, 'There ought to be a sworn agreement between us - between us and you.  Let us make a treaty with you that you will do us no harm, just as we did not molest you but always treated you well and sent you away in peace.  And now you are blessed by the LORD.'  [vs.28-29]

 After a feast, they made their agreement:  Isaac sent them on their way, and they left him in peace.  [v.31]

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I believe this incidental story sends a message:  If and when you find someone who is experiencing the blessing of God - get under their umbrella!

Isaac was clearly experiencing the blessing of God!  Abimelech was enough of a man of faith to recognize that what was happening to Isaac was supernatural.  Abimelech was smart enough to figure it out and act accordingly.  His thinking was:  "I don't want this man as an enemy!  God is clearly favoring him!  I want this man as a friend!"  Then he made a long journey and sought out a treaty to insure that they were in a good relationship.  He realized that he had potentially offended Isaac by asking him to leave.  Smart leader - good-thinking man.

We see illustrations of this principle throughout the scriptures:

  • Joshua aligned himself with Moses and learned from him!
  • Jonathan saw God's blessing on David and entered into a covenant friendship with David as a result!
  • Elisha recognized the Spirit of God at work in Elijah and decided to follow him and eventually to succeed him as a prophet of God.
  • Twelve men (and a small group of women) saw something divine in Jesus and gave up everything to be with Him.  
  • A long list of men (and some women) noticed the deep commitment of the Apostle Paul and how God was with him and consequently travelled with him.
While I attended seminary at Asbury Theological, I felt like I was walking among spiritual giants.  I spent as much time as I could with leaders like:  Dr. Don Demaray, Dr. Don Joy, Pastor Clyde Van Valin, Dr. Gilbert James and many others.  I watched them.  I learned from them.  I imitated them.  I soaked up some of the blessing that was so evident in their lives.  

Later in life, God moved me to Akron, Ohio, where I aligned myself with Pastor Brenda Young for nearly six years.  I watched her.  I listened carefully to everything she said.  I followed her lead and example.  And I grew as a result!  I stayed under her umbrella until she and God nudged me out into new territory.  :-)

It's a solid principle!  When God brings you into the purview of someone He is blessing - STAY THERE UNTIL HE MOVES YOU ON!

Watch!  Listen!  Submit!  Learn!  Soak in the blessing that has settled on this person!  Let God grow you through their influence and experience.  

VERY IMPORTANT!  Don't worship them!  Worship the God who is blessing them!  God has a plan for your life and He's brought you to this person/place for a reason.  Don't resist or thwart His providential leadership!  Maximize your opportunity.  Stay soft in His hands and let Him work out His perfect will in your life!  FOR HIS GLORY!  AMEN!

Monday, October 17, 2016

Psychological Tests

In 1972, when I was applying for admission to Asbury Theological Seminary, I was required to take several psychological tests that took hours to complete. I knew I was "normal", so I willingly submitted expecting a quick nod of approval to the application process.  Imagine my surprise when I received a letter of acceptance with a contingency.  I was required to participate in an Interpersonal Relationship (IPR) group for the first semester that would be led by one of the faculty members. SHOCK!!!  FEAR!!!  SELF-DOUBT!!!!

Debbie and I were married in August and immediately moved to Wilmore, Kentucky to establish our first home.  When the semester began, I reported to the office of the designated faculty member along with about six other, equally shocked students.  None of us knew why we were there!  We had all been through the battery of tests and had been assigned to submit to this process that was apparently designed to purge us of our demons?

I resented being there.  I was a healthy young man who had grown up in a Christian home with loving parents;  what was I doing here?  I'm confident that the others felt the same.

The 90 minutes seemed to last forever!  The professor sat with his back to us while working at his desk.  We sat in a circle without speaking.  We examined one another's shoes.  We daydreamed.  We exchanged frustrated looks.  We subdued our anger.  Finally, the time expired and we got up and left.

A week later found us back in the professor's office passing another wordless 90 minutes.  Our frustration was building...

The third week brought no relief.  Another 90 minutes of awkwardness. Outside of his office we never spoke.  We didn't know one another's names. We were not friends.  We were simply co-sufferers of this obligatory process.

Week four arrived and we took our seats.  Eye contact was rare during our 90 minute wait.  Occasionally the Prof would swing around to join our waiting game.  About half-way through our time, however, the game changed.

I happened to look at the guy who was sitting across from me;  he seemed to single me out with his eyes. Suddenly, to everyone's shock, he spoke - directly to me!  He said:  "I don't like the way you look."

I was dumbfounded!  Why me?  What did he mean?  Now everyone in the group was staring at me - waiting for my response.  Time froze!  My personal heat rose.  I was verbally paralyzed!  I felt like I couldn't even think!

It was then that our professor sprung into action.  He impulsively rolled his chair across the room, stopping directly in front of me.  He rolled in close until our knees were almost touching.  He leaned in till we were face-to-face - then he said:  "Harold, how does that make you feel?"

We never had another silent session after that!

Wednesday, March 21, 2012

OUR FIRST MOVE

When we arrived in Wilmore, Kentucky, it was early evening - just about dusk.  It had been a long drive with me leading the way in the U-Haul truck and Deb following in our old Buick!

I backed the truck up to the porch of 301 East Morrison Street and pulled the ramp out to the porch.  We hoped to get enough off to be able to sleep.

Suddenly, people started coming from every direction!  Young couples - our age!  Guys started hefting all of our belongings into our duplex apartment.  It kept me busy just unloading the truck.  As fast as I took it down, someone grabbed it and carried it into the apartment!

We met so many people that night, we wondered if we'd be able to remember them in the daylight.  Debbie stood at the doorway and directed traffic - telling them where to put each box and each piece of furniture.

Then, just as suddenly, they were gone!  And we were alone!

We walked through our new home - in disarray.  Yet we were very satisfied and excited!  We would be spending our first night together in our first home!

We opened the door to our bedroom and got a shock!

The bed was set up, made, and the covers were turned down!  Candles had been lighted.  The room was orderly with our new (used) bedroom furniture placed neatly in the room!  We giggled with excitement and surprise!

We later learned that this was an Asbury tradition!  We had the privilege of helping others 'move in' during our years in Wilmore. 

Interesting factoid:  we still sleep in that same bed today and still have the same (used) bedroom furniture - almost thirty-nine years later!