Did you see that?

All of us would agree that in one generation’s time the visual stimuli in our country has run rampant:

 

  • Our computer screens are edged with enticing ads created just for us after our web browsing habits have been hacked.
  • Roadside billboards that once were signs with seven words or less now boast a series of computer-generated messages in riveting Technicolor, sometimes switching quicker than we can absorb them.
  • Car brake lights jump out at us, once a single bulb but now rows and rows of red lights.

The whole world is screaming, “Look over here!”

Experts tell us our brains, if properly exercised, do have the capability to keep up with the ever-increasing demands on it. They say our children, raised in this vivid world, are already pros at handling it. But is that an advantage or just a guarantee of battle fatigue?

Is it possible to defend ourselves against the everyday visual assault all around us?

When I was young, my dad repeatedly told his 3 children never to look at the sun. “You won’t feel it burning your eyes,” he said, “but if you stare at it, some day you’ll be blind.” Even when he took us outside to view a partial solar eclipse through a hole in a shoe box, he warned us again and again not to peek at the sun.

In the end, though, the choice to obey that advice belonged to each of us. I chose to follow it, especially after listening to a testimonial from someone who’d gone blind exactly as Dad had described.

His counsel was good. Why look at something that could cause harm? And that’s how we can handle today’s rampant visual stimuli. We can make deliberate decisions in every hour of every day to be discriminating about where our eyes go and what we take in through them. Just because a sign is neon-blinking or vibrantly colored doesn’t mean we have to look at it.

Psalm 141:3 says, “Set a guard over my mouth, Lord; keep watch over the door of my lips.” God would probably be fine about our praying that same request over our sight: “Set a guard over my vision, Lord; keep watch over what goes through my eyes.”

And there’s one more thing we can do. We can choose to fill our gaze with high quality things as instructed in Philippians 4,  focusing on whatever is true, honest, pure and lovely.

In fact, we can do even better than that. We can fill our vision with Jesus.

Fix your eyes on Jesus…” (Hebrews 12:2a)

To an Extreme

Our society is fixated on extremes. Extreme sports, extreme home makeovers, extreme couponing. We Americans tend to believe more is always better, which translates to bigger restaurant portions, larger home sizes, and giant box stores.

Our family had a little bigger-is-better experience the other day, too. We decided to make a fire from the large pile of logs Nelson split last summer, a big fire. Before we knew it, flames were reaching all the way up the chimney and licking out the front of the fireplace. We left ambiance behind as we watched the thermostat move through the 70’s and head for the 90’s. Not long after that we opened the windows, welcoming 33 degree air inside the house.

Now that’s extreme.

When Jesus walked the earth, he was a collection of extremes. His message, especially, was radical, but he never once wavered from it. His sinless life was also extreme, something no one before or since has been able to duplicate. And what he offers mankind is extreme, too, a life sheltered by his perfection, not just for a day or a week but eternally.

His enemies, too, were extreme in their efforts to get rid of him. They stalked him, criticized him, ostracized him, beat him and eventually murdered him. But even with their excessive efforts, they ultimately failed. Today Jesus is alive and managing the universe with very little effort from a place of extreme honor.

What does Jesus think of our human tendency to take everything to extremes? Many of us commit with gusto to new God-related projects such as regular Bible reading, prayer times, tithing programs or service projects, but just like New Year’s resolutions, they’re usually short-lived. Some of us even get an urge to live exactly like Jesus, making passionate vows as proof of our sincerity. But even then, our extremes peter out with time.

This probably tells us something about ourselves, and something about God.

As for ourselves, we should probably attempt to walk a line somewhere between extremes. For example, reading Scripture daily is a worthy goal, but if we miss a day, it shouldn’t be cause for despair or quitting altogether.

As for God, he can shoot for any extreme he wants to… and pull it off perfectly, every time.

“Do not be overrighteous, neither be overwise—why destroy yourself? Do not be overwicked, and do not be a fool— why die before your time? It is good to grasp the one and not let go of the other. Whoever fears God will avoid all extremes.” (Ecclesiastes 7:16-18)

 

Rubbing the Right Way

It doesn’t take much to entertain two preschoolers. Spending money is definitely not necessary, nor is traveling long distances to get there. Little ones are thoroughly happy with a quick trip to the local discount store, especially if it includes a few minutes in the toy aisle.

This week a group of us geared up for a shopping excursion, dividing up into 3 groups when we got to the store. Three carts allowed us to fan out and buy gifts for each other while still keeping Christmas secrets. After a while, Louisa, Skylar, Micah and I ended up in the toy aisle, “just to look,” but of course we also played.

Inspecting an array of balls, trucks, dolls and gizmos, we laughed and had more fun than if we’d been at Disneyland. The unending eagerness of two young children rubbed off on us adults, and Louisa and I started to act like kids, too.

Enthusiasm for almost anything can jump from one person to another in all kinds of circumstances. For example, if I watch a cooking show, by the end of it I want to head for the kitchen to make something. If I spend time with a physical fitness buff, I want to start an exercise program.

The same is true when I spend time with God. In reading a biography of D. L. Moody, I learned he had trouble loving others, even though he tried his best. Although he was a Christian, he said he didn’t have much compassion for the lost. So he made a decision to look up the word “love” in his Bible concordance and read every reference where it appeared. By the time he was finished, his heart was bursting with love for others, and he couldn’t reach out to them fast enough, eventually becoming a globally known evangelist.

Interestingly, he acknowledged it was God’s love not his own that enabled him to love others, especially strangers. It had rubbed off on him the same way Skylar and Micah’s playfulness had rubbed off on Louisa and me. Without their jumping-up-and-down-excitement in the toy aisle, we’d have  just been two calm adults walking through the store. Because of them, we were playing.

Moody found that the truth in God’s Word rubbed off on him to the point of empowering him to love others. In the same way, the Lord offers to rub off on all of us when we spend time alongside him. After we do, we’ll be able to accomplish all kinds of God-empowered things.

By the way, yesterday Lars asked me what I’d like for Christmas. I think I’ll ask for the Barbie Hairtastic Salon.

“God is not far from any one of us. For in him we live and move and have our being.” (Acts 17:27, 28)