Author Archives: Alan Simmons

A quiet witness and the unexpected harvest

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The first day of spring has always been regarded as a new beginning by many.  In the ancient civilizations that arose after the flood, springtime was the time for festivities to celebrate the end of winter, the beginning of planting season, and rituals to appease the various gods worshiped in hopes of gaining favor during the growing season.   For modern societies, we are no longer directly tied to the seasons unless we have agriculture-related or other seasonal jobs.  Many see the seasons as simply a cycle of life repeated each year without any regard to what our ancient forefathers once celebrated.

Each spring, Christians around the world celebrate Easter.  The community college where I teach is in an area of Kentucky that has a large Catholic population so one of the many signs of spring are the ashes on the foreheads of the faithful and dutiful Catholic student.  The week before spring break I had a student walk into the classroom a bit early and found me taking a moment to pray for the class.  Not only was I praying for the souls of the students, but I was praying that I would not only be effective in what I was teaching, but also be found as honoring to God as well.  The student quietly entered into the room, and after I had finished, she began asking questions about my faith.  As I answered what seemed like one question after another, she finally began to focus on the difference between my faith and the Catholic faith that she was accustomed to.

The one thing she wanted to talk about was my faith, which she could tell was inward based, unadvertised  and real versus the  outward appearance of the Catholic faith.  She commented on how some of her best friends claimed to be good Catholics, went to mass, but other than their claims and outside appearances, there were no differences between them and other students.  They wore the crucifixes, ashes, and if they remembered to pray at lunch, they did make the sign of the Cross.  Other than that, there was no difference; they cussed, smoked, made fun of those different or that were perceived as being weak. She then began contrasting what she had seen of her friends versus what she had seen from me in class: she had never seen me ridicule or belittle a student in front of the class; I had always maintained an attitude of wanting to help the student learn; I was genuinely concerned and wanted to help students; and, I took the time to listen to students when they came to me with problems or difficulties rather than ignoring them.

Until that moment I was unaware of how Christ had become evident in my life.  I began to wonder how many other college students I had come in contact with had also noticed what this student had noticed.  I was simply acting in a way I thought would be honoring to God: The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit: a broken and a contrite heart, O God, thou wilt not despise (Psalms 51:17). As I mentioned in several posts, in 2004 I made a decision to literally study the word of God as intently as I was studying the information for my preliminary exams.

As a part of that and much later in 2007, I was determined to reach beyond myself and to focus on the lesson provided by Christ during his earthly ministry: Then shall the King say unto them on his right hand, Come, ye blessed of my Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world: For I was an hungred, and ye gave me meat: I was thirsty, and ye gave me drink: I was a stranger, and ye took me in: Naked, and ye clothed me: I was sick, and ye visited me: I was in prison, and ye came unto me. Then shall the righteous answer him, saying, Lord, when saw we thee an hungred, and fed thee? or thirsty, and gave thee drink? When saw we thee a stranger, and took thee in? or naked, and clothed thee? Or when saw we thee sick, or in prison, and came unto thee? And the King shall answer and say unto them, Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me (Matthew 25:34-40).  Simply stated, I want to serve others as I would as if I knew I was personally serving the Lord Jesus Christ.

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An introduction into the psychology of the cross

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Its obvious to the world that Christians are getting ready to celebrate Easter – the time where Christians celebrate and remember the death, burial, and resurrection of the Lord Jesus Christ.  On television, we see the annual parade of Christian and Easter centered shows, the never-ending rows of Easter baskets and candy at the local Wal-mart, and the never-ending barrage of the critics of Easter who correctly point out that Easter was celebrated long before the death of Christ.  It is important to realize that in their attempt to shatter what they consider the myth of Jesus, they actually miss the simple message of the Cross; this should come as no surprise as the apostle Paul wrote, But we preach Christ crucified, unto the Jews a stumblingblock, and unto the Greeks foolishness (I Corinthians 1:23).

For many, celebrating Easter means that family gathers around the dinner table, egg hunts, and a sunrise Easter service.  Lip service is made to what Easter is with little evidence of the actual meaning of the cross evident in their lives.  During a world civilization class one afternoon about six years ago, I was asked a question by a student that really got me thinking.  She asked “why are some people so devoted to a religion that offers them no hope, no security, and yet will devote their entire life and being to it?”  I do not remember the answer I gave her, but I do remember considering the opposite question: “why are some people unwilling to be totally devoted to the worship of the Lord Jesus Christ who offers a hope, unconditional forgiveness, and an eternal security?”  Its because we fail to understand the very nature of the cross.

Christianity is not merely a belief in God – as too often many of us believe it to be.  We have been raised and educated in a society where we have been told to leave our faith at home or in the walls of our church.  We have been told that we do have the “right” to worship, but the privilege of worshiping and honoring God has been removed through the guise of political correctness.  If we are to really see the spiritual growth and fulfillment that we long to see in our lives, we must allow ourselves to become consumed in the meaning of the cross.  After we have accepted the Lord Jesus Christ as our Savior we are renewed, or as the apostle Paul wrote, Therefore if any man be in Christ, he is a new creature: old things are passed away; behold, all things are become new (II Corinthians 5:17).

In my own life, although I had fully accepted the Lord Jesus Christ as my Savior, I tried to retain all that I had been taught from the world before.  I believed the lies of this world that I had to keep my faith hidden except when around other Christians and only in the confines of church or church related activities.  I was afraid to take opportunities to tell others about the love of Jesus Christ because of not wanting to be offensive.  What I did not and would not understand for nearly two decades is that I was doing the very thing that Christ had warned us against: No man can serve two masters: for either he will hate the one, and love the other; or else he will hold to the one, and despise the other. Ye cannot serve God and mammon (Matthew 6:24).

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Unexpected blessings in uncertain circumstances

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This morning I was given a blessing that I will not soon forget.  Today was the last day of class at the community college before the beginning of spring break next week.  This morning, as I was getting my two-and-a-half year old daughter ready to take to the sitter’s house, she decided that she didn’t want to go and began taking off her shoes and socks as I was trying to put on her jacket.  Somehow in the process of getting ready and getting out the door, I forgot to grab my keys.  About the time I heard the door firmly shut behind me I remembered that I had not taken them off the hook near the front door.

As I stopped between the car and front door of the townhouse, my neighbor asked me if something was wrong.  Apparently my face still indicated my frustration of locking myself out of the car and the house!  I told him what had happened and he was nice enough to call our complex’s maintenance man to come let me back into my home.  After waiting for twenty minutes, the maintenance man finally arrived and by the time I did grab my keys and headed out of the complex, I realized that there was no way to get to both the babysitter’s house and where this morning’s class was without being late.  Because the course is a dual credit course, I knew that both high school and college students would be waiting on me.  With spring break starting, I could not cancel the class, so feeling that I had no other decision available, I decided to take my daughter, my two-and-a-half year old daughter, to a college level class.

As I pulled out onto the highway and headed south, my daughter began pointing to the various sites we’ve driven past each morning that I have taken her to the sitter.  When we didn’t make the expected turn off that heads towards the babysitter’s house, my daughter began to point to the new scenery and with great excitement in her voice, began to ask me “what’s that, Daddy?” As we passed by buildings, trucks, school buses, and even a traffic light, I noticed the questions were beginning to slow down and within fifteen minutes, the child that I had fought with to get her out of the house, was peacefully asleep in her car seat.

I took a moment, a deep breath, and instead of panicking as I often do, I just asked the Lord to give me the strength to be there for both my college students and my daughter and asked him to bless this morning and to keep my daughter from being a distraction to my students. As I continued to pray for members of the church, my family, and friends that have asked me to keep things in prayer for them, a verse came into my mind: My soul, wait thou only upon God; for my expectation is from him (Psalms 62:5). As I was trying to figure out how this verse applied to this particular situation, another verse came into mind: I love them that love me; and those that seek me early shall find me (Psalm 8:17).  Yes, instead of panicking, instead of worrying about what others might think of me bringing my daughter to work, and instead of trying to find a way out of the situation, I simply turned to God first, prayed about the situation, and waited for him to answer.

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