Sunday, September 17, 2000

This Man was Born There


17 Sept, 2000

Dear Ted & Phyllis,

This morning when I sat down to have devotions the Lord surprised me by immediately meeting with me. I say surprised, because I badly overslept. Had it been me – I would have either been too busy to meet with someone like myself, or keep them waiting for a while just to teach them a lesson. But the instant I opened the Holy Book immediately the print jumped off the page at me and my heart began to burn. Psalms is not my favorite place but this morning it was Psalm 87. Two things: the first – “the Lord loveth the gates of Zion more than all the dwellings of Jacob.”; and the second – “this man was born there.”

I had the latter phrase underlined in my Bible as it appears three times in this short psalm. It must be important to be repeated three times. It was like someone just discovered gold and couldn’t get over it. They just keep exclaiming. “I found it, I found, I found it!” Then the Holy Spirit took me to John 1:13 – “which were BORN; not of the blood, nor of the will of the flesh, nor the will of man, but OF GOD.” Really, we don’t have much to say about where we are born. That is one thing we cannot choose. In most cases we can decide where we want to die or be buried, but we cannot choose where we were born. For those who are fortunate enough to be born in a highly desirable location their birth is a thing of intense pride. Even the Roman Centurion looked with envy at the prisoner when he said, “With a great sum obtained I this freedom.” but Paul could answer, “I was free born. (I was born there).”

Our spiritual heritage is a great mystery that is little understood. We know by the theology we have studied that we are already seated with Christ in the heavens, and we give mental ascent to it; but Heb. 12:21 says we have already arrived at the New Jerusalem. The Japanese translators didn’t have courage enough to translate that verb correctly and hedged by translating it “we are approaching” (chikazuite iru). I challenged a Japanese pastor on this subject and ask him to get out his Greek New Testament. When he read it his mouth flew opened. I asked, “Is that Japanese translation correct?” And he replied, “You are right. The Greek says we have already arrived.” The reason for that is related to the new-birth. When we were born again our citizenship is in heaven and on the birth certificate it says, “Born in Zion”. We must be the envy of all creation. Small wonder the psalmist said the same thing three times in three verses; “of Zion it shall be said, This man was born in her;” and, “The Lord shall count, when He writeth up the people, that this man was born there.”  How privileged we are!

But this psalm starts off with a surprising statement; “The Lord loveth the gates of Zion more than all the dwellings of Jacob.” This morning when I read that, I asked the Lord why He loved the gates so much? It would seem that the dwellings would be more important than the gates. If I understand what the Lord said correctly, I believe it is because the gates are where the people enter in. This is something of special importance to the Lord. It is because we were “born there” that it is absolutely accurate to say, “we are going home”. It is not so much of where we are leaving from but where we are going. I may be in Laos, someone else may be in Japan, and a third person may be in the states; if we are all headed to Zion we are “going home”. Certainly it is no cause of sorrow to leave this world. If the Lord ever is merciful and gets some of those American POWs who have been in chains for 27 years out of the jungles of Laos, I don’t think it would be a sad moment for them to “go home”. True, our journey here has been a pleasant one. There have been some sad times but there have also been some very enjoyable times; but our greatest pleasure in this world pales in comparison to the good things that the Lord has in store for us when we get home. One wonders if there can be any higher pleasure than to see the Gates and ENTER IN. Small wonder the Lord loves the Gates so much! Far better than we do, He knows what He has been keeping for us. Just to think that we are getting nearer those Gates everyday should be reason enough to lighten our feet and quicken our steps. Just the distant sight of those Gates and the singing that we can occasionally hear from the City should cure any weariness. Oh, my goodness, this is not wishful thinking – this is a FACT! I wish I could be like Ahimaaz (2 Sam 18:27) and out run you, but I’m afraid you have too much lead on me. But the nearer I get to that City the more I want to be on a dead run.

 Ted, Phyllis, if you win the race and beat me there – I know it would be a distraction – but you might occasionally look down the road and sooner or later I should be puffing along. I want a big hug from you all. We will have time enough to celebrate, but at this point, I can’t imagine anything more wonderful than those Gates. Tears are on my cheeks as I write this letter but they are only for the joy that is set before us.

God knows I love you all dearly;

 

                                                In our wonderful Lord Jesus, Who made this all a reality, bill

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