Wednesday, August 26, 2015

A Testimony

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Wednesday, August 26, 2015                                    


“God, who through Christ reconciled us to himself and gave us the ministry of reconciliation”          2 Corinthians 5:18 (ESV)

Your people will rebuild the ancient ruins and will raise up the age-old foundations; you will be called Repairer of Broken Walls, Restorer of Streets with Dwellings.”
                                Isaiah 58:12 (NIV2011)
 

On Sunday, Fran Lutz gave his testimony about his struggle to be a man of God and integrity in the workplace.  Trust me when I say you need to read this.    Jeff  

Career vs Calling—Why Monday Matters

Hello. My name is Fran Lutz and I AM a work-a-holic. I am addicted to work, this world, and its ways. As an addict, I must profess my addiction and vigilantly follow my recovery plan.  So this is my story.

July 2002

Step 1: I admitted I was powerless over work-a-holism and my addiction—that my life had become unmanageable.
Step 2: I came to believe that a Power greater than myself could restore me.
Step 3: I made a decision to turn my will and my life over to the care of God, as I understood Him at the time.
Step 4: I made a search and fearless moral inventory of myself.

. . . . and so on through steps 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, and 12

Author Christopher Morley first penned the words “rat race” in 1939. In the 76 years since, the term rate race has evolved to describe the hopeless pursuit of a good life always just out of reach—a treadmill upon which we seemingly can’t stop walking or we will fall off.  Many of us today, especially me, are desperately trying to win the wrong race.  For the world in which we live has established its own ideas about how to accomplish the good life--ideas far different than God’s!  So how did I become an addict and get caught up in this rat race in the first place?  Quite simply, my story is the story of Adam and Eve as told in Genesis.  Here is my version of the story, told in the first person:

Genesis, Chapter 3, Verses: 4-7 – Fran’s New World Amplified Edition

“. . . . and the world (the serpent) said to Fran:

“Surely, you will not die!  For God knows that when you taste and eat of this world, your eyes will be opened, and you will BE like GOD—people will honor and praise you.  So, when Fran saw that the world, and its work, was good, good for buying food and drink, vacations, and many things that he liked but did not need . . . . and he saw that the world’s work was a delight to his eyes and his ego . . . . and that his work made people around him think he was wise . . . Well . . . .Fran gladly ate of the world and its work, and then he also
passed it to his wife, his children, his friends, and his family . . . . who also ate of the world and its lies.”

THEN Fran’s eyes were opened and he knew that he was naked!

This is how the rat race started, my addiction began and how, after years, instead of me asking why Monday matters, I began believing that Friday matters. Wishing for Friday (and the weekend). And as I feed on the world and its lies, my addiction grows.

A few weeks ago, Jeff asked me to give my testimony on work and Genesis 3—or as I call it—“Career vs Calling & Why Monday Matters”. Ever since he asked, I have been painfully reminded of my nakedness and my addiction to this world and its work—most recently, with my son Daniel.

Now Daniel is an amazing young man, a 17-year old rising high school senior with a brilliant mind and a beautiful heart.  For many kids, like Daniel, this is a time focused on the future; a time for choosing colleges and picking a future career path.  But this is also exactly where the world, aided by my addictions, nefariously seeps into our thoughts.  Prep tests, hired SAT tutors, extra AP courses, student resume building, college essays about how you will change the world, college admission pep talks: all pointing a path to the good life—the successful life.

But what are we talking about here: career or God’s calling?

To me, my intentions seemed pure: help give my son Daniel the greatest opportunity to get into the best universities in America, to gain a first-class education, culminating in a purposeful, high-potential career as a future physicist or engineer. . . . all building blocks to a good life!  Right?

But what am I teaching my son?

Thanks to my daughter, Emma, who is reading the Screwtape Letters by CS Lewis, I was reminded of a powerful passage about a man, who after a life filed with distractions, exclaims as he enters hell:  “I now see that I spent most of my life in doing neither what I ought to do nor what I liked to do!  Doing NOTHING that mattered”.  And NOTHING is very strong; strong enough to steal away a man’s best years, not in sweet sins but in a dreary flickering of the mind over it knows not what and knows not why (i.e.: the rat race).

Currently, I work as an executive for a national non-profit organization, whose mission is to fight for social, political, and economic justice for low-income, low-wealth people and communities across America.  To most, this seems like a very noble profession, perhaps even worthy of God’s calling.  However, I challenge you, it is not what we do (for work) that makes it Godly or noble but how we do our work and why we do our work.

So why does Monday matter?  And why does it matter at my job?

Because I see that no matter how well I carry out the work’s mission, something will always be missing.  People can have all the political freedom and economic mobility in the world—free from prejudice, bigotry, racism, and oppression—all good things themselves.  People can have the very best this world has to offer. But that’s just it.. . . . .the very best this world has to offer is not and is never enough!  Because of what we know and believe as Christians, a life without God is . . . . well . . . .life without life!

As Jeff shared from Genesis, we live in a broken world. It will always be broken. Broken this Monday and 100,000 Mondays from now until we reconcile ourselves and others with God.

So as I look at work through God’s eyes, work becomes a calling rather than a career.

So what does God call me to do?

God tells me no clearer and more excitingly than in 2nd Corinthians (5:20). I read it in the first person to make it personal to me:

“For God has given me the task of reconciling people to Him.
He is entrusting to me this wonderful message of reconciliation.
I am, INDEED, Christ’s ambassador.
God is making his appeal through me.”
 

Christ’s ambassador: you have to admit now that’s a quite job description!  

As a recovering addict, but still an addict, I personally need such word pictures and reminders to help me visualize and hold onto the truth . . . . to keep me moving forward and not sliding back. The prophet Isaiah gives me one such vivid and truly beautiful word picture of what I want to become and how I want to work.  Again, I read it in the first person to make it real for me.

                                 From Chapter 58:

“. . . . and if I spend myself in behalf of the hungry,
and satisfy the needs of the oppressed.
Then my light will rise in the darkness.
And my night will become like the noonday sun.
I will be like a well-watered garden.
Like a spring whose water never fails.
I will be called a Repairer of Broken Walls.
A Restorer of Streets with Dwellings.”  

I WANT to become this Repairer of Broken Walls, this Restorer of Streets.  

So knowing this: every day, I ask myself one simple question before I step through my office door:  

“Fran, this day, will the world come nearer to the reconciling plan of God because of what I believe AND what I say and do today?”  

Thank you for letting me share with you today and, as my community of believers, I sincerely thank you for working in my life and keeping me accountable on my own road to recovery and restoration with God.  

You truly have been and are a Repairer of Broken Walls in my life. God Bless.

 
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