When I was a little boy I loved to watch the cowboy
movies on TV with my Dad. I loved John Wayne and one of my most prized possessions was the Cowboy hat
the waistcoat, leather belt, guns and holster that I got one Christmas.
I wanted to be a cowboy and whenever there were horses or donkeys about I
wanted on them. In fact when I was five I fell off a wild donkey in Donegal and broke my arm.
I never mastered being able to ride a horse and have
only been on one about twice since I was a kid.
Before I tell you this story which is quite
humiliating but there was a lesson I learnt from it. In fact I felt that it was
going to be an unpleasant experience and I had asked the Lord to teach me some spiritual
lesson.
Well while on holiday recently when Rachel our daughter was with us the old
urge to be a cowboy again came back so we decided to go pony treking.
So duly dressed with my cowboy hat I sat on a horse called Marley, probably one of the most docile of the horses there
as I told the leader that I'd practically never ridden a horse before. But at
least I looked the part and tried to pretend I knew what I was doing. The truth
would be out soon enough. Rachel who had had a few lessons in primary school was
behind me and the instructor behind her. I was shown the reins and told how to hold
on to the neck strap and also told to press down a bit with my feet on the
stirrups.
Anyway within five minutes of riding the horse I had ten blisters on my
hand and every time it went into a trot and was heading down an incline I had
to hold on to the neck strap with all my might
and pull it backward to stop me falling off.
Rachel was
trying to tell me to adjust my feet. On the way back I got more into the
groove, previously when the horse was going up , I was going down making it
very uncomfortable. Now I was able to go up and down properly making it
slightly more enjoyable. But when the horse went into a trot and i had to hold
on with all my might to the neck strap with my now raw hands , the blisters now broken, it was agony . I
then thought to myself how a girl like my daughter who would not be as strong
could possibly manage to ride a horse!
When
I got off the horse I showed Rachel my blistered hands I asked her how her
hands when she was holding onto the reigns and neck strap. She was horrified
when she saw my hands and then said that she hardly had to hold onto the reins
and neck strap and when she was riding it was as if the core of the horse and
her core had become one.
Certainly that wasn't the case with me. But it was
that which spoke to me regarding living the spiritual life.
I was dressed like a cowboy and was sitting on a
horse but I could not ride the horse as a cowboy should. I was struggling. The
horse and myself were not one. No matter how hard I tried to hold on and do the
right thing The more I struggled. A bit like Paul's spiritual struggle in Romans 7 where he says
18 For I know that nothing good dwells in me,
that is, in my flesh. For I have the desire to do what is right, but not the
ability to carry it out. 19 For I do not do the good I want, but the evil I do not want
is what I keep on doing.
I was dressed for the part but had not the skill
to carry it out.
Actually, after I was on the horse a short while
I decided I didn't want to go on a horse again as it was much too difficult. By
the end of the trek though bloodied and having found it slightly easier I was
keen to go again. But I knew I had a lot to learn.
Likewise we sometimes think that being a
Christian requires just our effort. We want to do the right thing but we
continually try to live the life in our own strength A DIY Do It Yourself Christian life when the Lord wants us to live close to him. As James tells us in chapter 4
Draw near to God and He will draw near to you.
I t
encouraged me to send some Bible
texts to the Band of Brothers around that time and one was the verse in
Corinthians:
'He who joins himself to the Lord becomes one
spirit with him.'
What a
glorious word is that.
Another
one was the words of Jesus to us:
As the
Father loves me, so I love you. Abide
in my love.
Even the words of Jesus where he says come
28 Come to me, all who labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. 29 Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. 30 For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.” Matthew 11:28-30
The
Christian journey is a learning and discipleship process where we become one in
the spirit as our spirit and his spirit are joined together.
as the hymn writer put it so well
O that I, as a little child,
May follow thee, and never rest
Till sweetly thou hast breathed thy mild
And lowly mind into my breast!
Nor ever may we parted be,
Till I become one spirit with thee.
May follow thee, and never rest
Till sweetly thou hast breathed thy mild
And lowly mind into my breast!
Nor ever may we parted be,
Till I become one spirit with thee.
That is the aim during the process- to be
joined at the hip if you like, to experience an intimacy with God rather than it
seem sometimes to be a cold tyrannical relationship. His yoke is easy
-perfectly shaped for us by the kind carpenter, so we can aim to keep a close
account with God. Don't let things drift. ( see part 2)
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