Yesterday I sat down for lunch with two men who will both be 70 within the next twelve months. They could not be more different if they had been born on separate planets. One had lost his way in the drugs and parties of the 70’s. The other had gone to seminary and doesn’t even know a single Led Zeppelin song. One worked for over 40 years as a union worker, even through the party life, and lives on an adequate retirement, in a rent house. The other re-built his life from scratch after divorce and career change left him with nothing. One watches TV most of the day, the other works his small ranch and plays basketball on a city league with men half his age. They are my fathers – one by birth, the other through marriage. Even though my husband and I have been married over 20 years, this was the first time our fathers had ever been together long enough to have a conversation. My dad is a former SDA pastor, and my father-in-law, former long-time member of the Worldwide Church of God, founded by Herbert W. Armstrong. Over lunch at this home-cooking diner, they found common ground, and I sat in awe of God’s amazing love and faithfulness to all of us over the last many years.
My father left Adventism in the 80s during the big upheaval when the truth began to come out about their prophet, Ellen G. White, and prominent leaders began to question the doctrine that had been seen as the founding pillar of the group. He lost his job for the sake of the gospel, and over other matters, his wife as well. For a long time I feared he was going to give up on faith altogether. He never seemed to find a church where things worked out after that, and his questioning began to take directions that frightened me as I began my own life with Christ in my early adult life. But through all the confusion, he has found Jesus to be the only worthwhile Truth.
After Worldwide Church of God shifted their theological position from Old to New Covenant in the early 90s, through the influence of their leader, Joseph Tkach, my father-in-law also embraced the new path. On a side note, my father’s mother – also a long time member, did not. She followed one of the many splinter groups that sprung up after the shift in opposition to the change. My grandmother passed away seeing grace as too good to be true, and my father-in-law drifted out of fellowship and back into drugs. As often happens when people let go of the Law-based religion, they feel lost and alone, and overwhelmed at the thought of trying to attend a mainstream church. (His old congregation dwindled and floundered badly.) If you don’t replace the void with a very real Jesus, you will feel hung out to dry. Simply changing your mental understanding *about* God, does not always spark a living relationship *with* Him.
After losing his wife two years ago, and surviving massive heart attack, followed by bypass surgery this past year, I saw a huge transformation in my father-in-law. He stayed with us during his recovery and we really formed a new bond with him. I saw His spiritual heart had been broken when his physical heart nearly ended his life.
Yesterday he was re-baptized at his new church two blocks from his home. My father, visiting from another state, attended the service with me. The significance of the day began to sink in as I sat on the pew, between them. Two men with long journeys to tell. And a young whelp of a pastor who had no sense at all of the holy ground he was treading on. He was in a hurry. Dunk the new member, rush through the sermon, brush off the old man who puts a hand on his shoulder and tries to tell him how much he reminded him of himself as a young pastor back in 1966, with tears brimming in his eyes. I believed a good lunch was in order so insisted we sit down for some real fellowship after church. There two men were able to share and rejoice in what God had done for them, with someone who understood. I sat mostly quiet (I know, hard to fathom) in awe of what God had orchestrated this day.
Early yesterday morning before getting ready for church, I saw a friend living on the opposite side of our planet had posted a quote by Joseph Tkach on his facebook page. I took this amazing “coincidence” as gift from God for the day, and printed it for my father-in-law.
We have always understood grace to be unconditional, an unmerited pardon of our sins. But we tended to think of it as one of the components of salvation that needed to be “stirred into the mix” because we can’t keep the law. We need to see that God’s grace is much more than that.
Grace is not just a spiritual supplement that God provides because we can’t keep his law, like a whiff of oxygen to help a sick person breathe a bit easier. Grace is the love and freedom-producing action of God that reconstitutes humanity into an entirely new creation. It transforms us and gives us a new kind of life – life that no amount of law keeping could sustain. Grace is the environment that allows us, God’s new creation, to not just survive, but to grow and flourish.
Joseph Tkach
Sometimes it takes a long time to see what Grace can do. It knows that life cannot be forced or coerced before its time. In our short life spans we find it so hard to endure this slow process, in ourselves and others. It reminds me of the words in Corinthians, that love bears all things, and believes all things. I have often been like the young pastor, in a hurry and unable to see the miracles in front of my face, wishing for big things to happen. But God is at work in every moment, no matter how hard or dark. I pray to be more aware of every day of Grace!