Clothes make the man!  Admittedly a shallow mantra.  And utterly inadequate for any evaluation of another’s strength, intellect, potential, or value.  Yet every young boy knows that he feels taller, stronger, more courageous when he puts on his grandpa’s old Navy jacket or straps on his replica broadsword and ventures forth to save kingdoms and slay dragons.  And who does not feel more confident when dressed up in Sunday best?  Who among us is not struck with a sense of gravity and respect when a young man appears in uniform rather than civies?

King Theoden of Tolkien’s Rohan was under the spell of despair.  His unfaithful counselor Grima, Wormtongue counseled inaction, hesitation, and isolation as prudence in every conflict.  And Theoden becomes less and less of a King and less and less of a man.  When Gandalf comes to call Theoden to action, he declares.

It is not so dark here, nor does age lie so heavily on your shoulders as some who have you think.  Perhaps your fingers would remember their old strength better if they grasped a sword hilt.

The Two Towers, J. R. R. Tolkien

A leader, a king is called to be a man of action.  He is no mere figurehead.   Modern kings do little to inspire the courage and hope of their people.  They often become mere symbols.  Their biographies often little more than the national soap opera.  Donning the dress of businessmen or men of leisure, they no longer join the cast boyhood’s heroic play. 

If a child today pretends to be a king, he must reach back to a time when kings led with gracious, selfless, heroic power.  Such kings of old were not made by their regalia, rather their garb and gear appeared glorious because of their kingly bearing and deeds.  Because they were men of love and valor.  We now say ‘clothes make the man.’  But it may be more accurate to say, ‘the man makes the clothes.’

Such was the kingship of Jesus.  The prophet Isaiah foretold that, “he had no form or majesty that we should look at him, and no beauty that we should desire him.” (Isaiah 53:2)   And during the public trial and execution of Jesus, despite “his appearance [being] so marred beyond human semblance and his form beyond that of the children of mankind,” Pilate repeatedly declares him to be a King.  And thus, even the mockery of the wicked often declares the truth of God and the glory of Christ.

Jesus is the King of Kings and Lord of Lords. Our catechism rightly asks and answers.

26. How doth Christ execute the office of a king?
Christ executes the office of a king, in subduing us to Himself, in ruling and defending us, and in restraining and conquering all His and our enemies.

Westminster Shorter Catechism

Nowhere is Jesus’ kingship displayed more powerfully than in the Gospel accounts of his arrest, trial, crucifixion and resurrection.  As he faces an unjust arrest, trial, and execution, he is not a failed revolutionary swept up in the unstoppable tide of Roman tyranny and religious jealousy.  But Jesus is in complete control of everything that unfolds. Here is the King going to war, saving his people, ruling and defending them, and restraining and conquering all His and our enemies.  He takes the initiative, engages his enemies, and destroys the dominion of the devil. 

Earlier he had told the disciples.

For this reason the Father loves me, because I lay down my life that I may take it up again. No one takes it from me, but I lay it down of my own accord. I have authority to lay it down, and I have authority to take it up again. This charge I have received from my Father.

John 10:17-18

What, to the casual observer, might look like the unraveling of a lost cause is, in fact, the King going to war. Laying down his life to take it up again in victory. And destroy the works of the devil. Delivering captives from the dominion of darkness into the kingdom of the Father’s beloved Son.

Join us as we examine John 18:1-32 and consider King Jesus going to war to subdue us to himself, to rule and defend us, and to restrain and conquer all His and our enemies. We meet each Lord’s Day on the square in Pottsville, right next to historic Potts’ Inn at 10:30 am for worship. Get directions here or contact us for more info. Or join us on Facebook Live @PottsvilleARP or YouTube. 

Sanitation workers and pastors! Those were the heroes of my formative years. On Tuesdays I would sit on the curbside and await the rumbling truck. I could think of no better life than to ride, hanging on to the back of a truck, wind in your hair, the eclectic fragrance of everyone’s last week wafting freely. The orange jumps suits were just a bonus.

And Sundays, my other heroes would appear. First there was “Preacher Paul” Henderson. A large man with a large laugh and a large heart. He stayed up all night with my father on the night I was born. Even then I was a complex and complicated child with a challenging presentation for my 40-year-old mother’s first birth experience.

But the pastor during most of my childhood was Dr. Prue Kelley. He was a friend of children to be sure and had that rare combination of eloquent preacher and ubiquitous pastor. Curious as it sounds, he had an excellent gospel series of sermons using Charlie Brown and Lucy as illustrations. I still remember the small figurines perched on the edge of the pulpit. Dr. Kelley pastored for over 40 years and navigated significant pastoral challenges in both inner city and suburban churches.

Upon his retirement Dr. Kelley wrote about his experiences, The View from the Pastor’s Study. I remember one account of a deacon who came into Dr. Kelley’s office on a Monday morning and glibly declared that preachers had the easiest job in the world. “You only work one day a week, and only half of that day,” he chortled. Oh, that it were that simple!

Martin Bucer, in his book, Concerning the True Care of Souls noted Paul’s words in 2 Corinthians 12, “I am afraid that when I come again my God will humble me before you, and I will be grieved over many.” Bucer goes on to comment that the grief, trials and sin of the congregation are a weight that humbles and wearies the under-shepherd charged with its care. Like the Lord who “has borne our griefs and carried our sorrows,” pastors and elders do the same. A work the congregation rarely sees or knows.

Pastoral care is weight-bearing work. Sometimes this involves physical demands. Often it makes emotional demands. And always it creates spiritual demands on the pastor and elders. For they indeed “grieve with those who grieve.” The Old Testament priest felt the weight of the people’s sin. His duties were consumed with them. Day in and day out he handled gallons of blood and tons of sacrificial beasts. He saw, more than anyone else, the perpetual and deadly effects of sin. And the cost to bear it. Then at the end of the day, he still had his own sin to deal with.

The weight-bearing work of the priest and in our age, pastors and elder, is well described by the author of Hebrews.

For every high priest chosen from among men is appointed to act on behalf of men in relation to God, to offer gifts and sacrifices for sins. He can deal gently with the ignorant and wayward, since he himself is beset with weakness. Because of this he is obligated to offer sacrifice for his own sins just as he does for those of the people. And no one takes this honor for himself, but only when called by God.

Hebrews 5:1-4

At first glance Leviticus 6-7 seems a superfluous repetition of the five sacrifices given to cover sin, guilt, atonement, restoration, and peace. Yet a more careful look reveals that while Leviticus 1-5 focus on the understanding and requirements of the worshipper, chapters 6-7 examine the sacrifices from the perspective of the priest and pastor. And thus, provide a brief primer on pastoral care. A duty that flows in two directions. First the care of the pastor for the people. And second the care for the pastor by the people.

Join us as we examine Leviticus 6:8-7:38 as we consider these two dimensions of pastoral care. We meet each Lord’s Day on the square in Pottsville, right next to historic Potts’ Inn at 10:30 am for worship. Get directions here or contact us for more info. Or join us on Facebook Live @PottsvilleARP or YouTube. 

Mustard, Coffee, Blood.  No matter where I am, this pernicious triumvirate seeks and finds me.  I try.  I really try to avoid them.  Copious napkins, the best of allegedly spill-proof mug-tech, and fastidious caution around anything sharp.  Yet, inevitably, they appear in some conspicuous spot on a favorite, and usually new, shirt.  Oh, the shame of it.  Stains make us self-conscious. And bring permanent ruin to what formerly brought joy. 

Our grandmothers had sovereign remedies.  Baking soda and Dow Scrubbing Bubbles were touted to take out any stain.  Now we have high-tech oxi-products which promise to “make stains invisible.”   Yet those tough stains often remain, oxidized, set in, made indelible by time and heat.  And what was briefly a favorite shirt is now consigned to yard work or the resale shop. 

Stain removal is hard.  Some stains are stubborn.  Others resist the fuller’s craft.  And some stains are beyond the reach of our grandmother’s sovereign remedies or modern treatments.  Guilt is a stain that sets in quickly and binds tightly to the fabric of our heart, mind, and soul.  It cannot be washed away or covered up.  Though perhaps unseen by others, it never feels that way.  The much-heralded urge to confess reminds us that as David once said, “my sin is ever before me.”

We try all sorts of sovereign remedies.  We ignore it.  We distract ourselves from it.  We try to numb it.  We work to make up for it.  We bargain with it.  And try to buy it off.  We try to excuse it.  We seek others who tell us not to feel guilty.   And yet there it is, the stain that resists the fuller’s craft.  Hymnwriter, Horatius Bonar expressed it well.

Not what my hands have done can save my guilty soul;
Not what my toiling flesh has borne can make my spirit whole.
Not what I feel or do can give me peace with God;
Not all my prayers and sighs and tears can bear my awful load

Guilt is metastatic.  It poisons every area of our being.  It is a crushing load.  We are desperate to unburden. But there seems to be no way to remove guilt’s stain.  To be made clean again.  We feel the weight of Paul’s plaintive cry, “O wretched man that I am! who shall deliver me from the body of this death?”  Is there no way forward?  No way to wash out sin’s guilty stain?

Tucked neatly in the rules and regulations of the last of Israel’s five sacrifices, the Lord graciously appoints the sovereign remedy for the stain of guilt.  In Leviticus 5 we learn of the guilt offering, sometimes called the reparation offering.   While at first glance it appears indistinguishable from the sin/purification offering that precedes it, there are important distinctions.   And in this reparation offering the Lord gives his people a gracious remedy for sin’s shame and sets before them the path to move forward from crippling guilt. 

The guilt offering, like all the other sacrifices, teaches us about the nature of sin.  And what is required for sin’s curse to be lifted.   This offering, like the others, also points us to the One whose sacrifice gives efficacy to the blood of every ram offered for Israel’s guilt.  In Isaiah 53 we encounter a reference to this sacrifice.   The prophet writes.

Yet it pleased the Lord to bruise him; he hath put him to grief: when thou shalt make his soul an offering for sin, he shall see his seed, he shall prolong his days, and the pleasure of the Lord shall prosper in his hand.

Isaiah 53:10

In the subsequent verse of Horatius Bonar’s hymn quoted above, the author answers the tension his first verse creates.

Thy work alone, O Christ, can ease this weight of sin;
Thy blood alone, O Lamb of God, can give me peace within.
Thy love to me, O God, not mine, O Lord, to Thee,
Can rid me of the dark unrest, and set my spirit free.

Has the indelible stain of guilt created dark unrest for you?  Is your sin ever before you?  Has no work of your hands been able to remove guilt’s stain?  You need to know there is hope.   There is a sovereign remedy.  Paul’s plaintive cry is followed by gracious praise.  “But thanks be to God through our Lord Jesus Christ…  For there is therefore now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus.”

Join us as we examine Leviticus 5:14-6:7 and consider the guilt offering, what it teaches us about our sin and how it provides a way to put guilt behind us and move forward.  We meet each Lord’s Day on the square in Pottsville, right next to historic Potts’ Inn at 10:30 am for worship. Get directions here or contact us for more info. Or join us on Facebook Live @PottsvilleARP or YouTube. 

“Confession is good for the soul.”  But not for our brand.  Confession is hard on our pride. And our reputation.  Confession literally means “to agree.”  And when it comes to sin, the Bible points out that confession is agreeing with God about our sin.  Our preference, however, is for God to agree with us about our sin.  That it was not so bad.  That it turned out ok.  That we had good intentions.  That we did not mean to.   That we did not know it was sin.  And the coup de grace, that we had a good excuse.  Sin always has a reason.  But never an excuse. 

Reasons and excuses are not the same.  Reasons accept guilt or responsibility.  Excuses demands to be excused from both.  If, as Calvin noted, our hearts are ‘idol factories’ then our minds are ‘excuse-mills.’  And the perennial top ten excuses are:

• I forgot.
• I was busy.
• It’s not my job.
• I intended to….
• I didn’t mean to.
• I didn’t know how to.
• You didn’t tell me to ….
• I tried and it didn’t work.
• They didn’t do their part so I couldn’t do mine.
• I was waiting.

To which we could add any number of embellishments.  All of which shift blame from what I failed do onto what someone else caused me to do.  The dog ate my homework.  You did not give me enough time.  You did not explain your expectations well.  Or train me properly.  You don’t do it, so why should I?  Your expectations were unrealistic.  On and on it goes.  Our minds are never more imaginative than when excusing sin.  

But ignorance is no excuse. This is foundational to every legal code.  Guilt is not reduced by good intentions or bad intelligence.  Posted in the Roman Forum was the brocard, ignorantia juris non excusat or “ignorance of the law excuses not.” Lawbreaking is lawbreaking.   Guilt is guilt. And ignorance never excuses sin.

Before Romulus and Remus were nursed by a wolf, Israel received instruction from the Lord about how to handle the guilt and responsibility of unintentional sin.   Atonement, not excuse, was to be offered.   Confession, not concession, was required.  God never overlooks sin. Or leaves it unpunished.  He cannot and will not simply dismiss it.  Blood is required.  A life is required. For there is no forgiveness without the shedding of blood. 

No excuses for sin.  But God is gracious. He gives us a path to confession, forgiveness, and reconciliation.  Leviticus 4 outlines a series of sacrifices identified as ‘the sin offering.’  These sacrifices are designed to provide atonement.  They point us to Jesus’ once-for-all, sacrifice of himself for sin. But they also reveal that “some sins in themselves, and by reason of several aggravations, are more heinous in the sight of God than others.”

And they emphasize that no excuses are accepted for sin.  Its guilt and responsibility must always be atoned.  Confession, repentance, and faith, not excuses, are required.  Satan is subtle and he is ever ready to suggest an excuse. And encourage us seek God’s agreement with us about our sin.  No wonder the Psalmist cries out.

Who can discern his errors?
    Declare me innocent from hidden faults.
Keep back your servant also from presumptuous sins;
    let them not have dominion over me!

Psalm 19:12-13

Do you pray like this? Praying that God will make you more aware, more cautious, more averse to sin?  Praying for more understanding and obedience?  Praying for the work of God’s free grace in sanctification?  Or are you sheltering under excuses? Claiming that ‘ignorance is bliss?’  

Join us as we examine Leviticus 4 and consider what God has to say about unintentional sin and the danger of making excuses. We meet each Lord’s Day on the square in Pottsville, right next to historic Potts’ Inn at 10:30 am for worship. Get directions here or contact us for more info. Or join us on Facebook Live @PottsvilleARP or YouTube. 

Garmin won’t find it. Life360 can’t identify it. And Google will certainly never get you there. But it is there. It exists. Even if we have not yet found it. A quiet place. A place of respite and reprieve. A place where the noise of anxiety is canceled by overriding peace, assurance, transcendent joy. The peace chamber. That restful, therapeutic, comforting place where our cares are admitted, but told to sit down and be quiet. A place where the myopia of worry, grief, weariness, disappointment are corrected by the lenses of grace, thanksgiving and peace. A little glimpse of heaven.

Have you found it?  For some it may be the forest.  Or maybe the barn.  A well-worn chair.  Or even a closet.  Especially a prayer closet. Perhaps it is in music or reading.  Or with a beloved one who always seems to right the listing ship.  For the introvert it is a day alone. And for the extrovert a day with others.   Where do you go when the world is upside down and inside out?  Where will you be found when “the earth gives way, the mountains are moved into the heart of the sea, its waters roar and foam, and the mountains tremble at its swelling?”

Life in a fallen world is not peaceful.  Anything but.  It is not our home.  But it is our dwelling.  The beloved Psalmist describes it as a Valley of the Shadow of Death.  Yet even there, the Good Shepherd provides a place of safety, of peace.   Where is your peace chamber?  Where is your respite?  Your place of resting?  The place where faith replaces fear?

At first glance, Leviticus may not seem peaceful.  So filled with law, duty, and sacrifice.  Filled with divine particulars and divine justice.  To the sin weary soul, a Christless look at Leviticus feels like more guilt, more condemnation, one more bar set too high.  Seen through Christ, however, it reveals a glorious place of respite, relief, forgiveness, grace, and yes, peace.

Like Isaac, we often look at Leviticus and ask, “Behold, the fire and the wood, but where is the lamb for a burnt offering?” And God says, “I have provided for myself the lamb for a burnt offering, my child.”  Leviticus dives immediately into instructions for the burnt offering pointing worshippers, ancient and modern, to Christ’s full and finished redeeming sacrifice.  The grain offerings that follow reflect the grateful response of redeemed people to a gracious God who,

Ransomed [us] from the futile ways inherited from [out] forefathers, not with perishable things such as silver or gold, but with the precious blood of Christ, like that of a lamb without blemish or spot.

1 Peter 1:18-19

Then in Leviticus 3, the Lord introduces the peace offering, a meal in which redeemed people joyfully gather to feast with their God.  The name of this sacrifice is literally “the slaughter of wholeness.”  And in this shared sacrificial meal, God’s people find a place of peace and wholeness.  A peace chamber that silences the accusations of the enemy of our souls.  And corrects our vision to see the loving-kindness of our sovereign, mighty, gracious, loving God so often obscured by the cataracts of sin.

Where is your peace chamber?  The woods?  The barn?  The well-worn chair?  The day alone? The day with others?  Or is it in gathering for worship?  In the Word? In prayer?  In the “diligent use of all the outward means whereby Christ communicates to us the benefits of redemption.”

Leviticus 3 unpacks for us God’s call to draw near and cry out with the Psalmist.

He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High
    will abide in the shadow of the Almighty.
I will say to the Lord, “My refuge and my fortress,
    my God, in whom I trust.”

Psalm 91:1-2

Hymnwriter, Henry Lyte expressed it well.

Abide with me: fast falls the eventide;
   the darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide.
When other helpers fail and comforts flee,
   Help of the helpless, O abide with me.

Abide With Me, Henry Lyte

Where is your peace chamber? Join us as we examine Leviticus 3 and consider the instructions for the peace offerings and how we find peace in God’s promises and presence. We meet each Lord’s Day on the square in Pottsville, right next to historic Potts’ Inn at 10:30 am for worship. Get directions here or contact us for more info. Or join us on Facebook Live @PottsvilleARP or YouTube.