The Work of the Devil

We’ve got one of those crib toys that you pull the handle and it plays ‘Cow Jumped Over the Moon’. Part of that refrain ‘Hey Diddle Diddle…’ has been reminding me of something and I haven’t been able to put my finger on it. Yesterday I began humming it and then singing the words and finally figured it out. It just took hearing it every morning for six months or so.

‘Oh what manner of love the Father has given unto us…
That we may be called the sons of God…’

Incalculable, indescribable, completely unwarranted by any action on my own part–a gift from the Father to us. Faith and Grace and Adoption…’what manner of love’ indeed.

I was reading in Bainton’s Biography of Luther yesterday something that caught my attention. I don’t have a quote, its just right in the middle of the thing around a section called ‘My Patmos’. He’s been sequestered to protect him after the Diet of Worms and he’s just about to go completely stir-crazy. Word reaches his ears both of the reforms of the young men at Wittenberg and also of some of their extremes and these he calls ‘the work of the Devil’. Priests have been assaulted and services have been disrupted and there has been other violence in the name of the Reformation. All of which muddied the cool clear water of reform that had been flowing from the well head there.

Just a few things caught my eye. Two really, the young men–firebrands they are called in the book–were commended to prayer and given pastorates. That was the work to which they were called anyway as young ministers of the gospel. The conflict and strife that they had been generating wasn’t in their job description. Preaching the gospel as Luther had rediscovered it was. The work of reform wasn’t done with sword in hand or with bonfires of opposition literature but from the pulpit and pew and with books and pens and other scholarly equipment.

I’d like many of our young men who are called to the ministry and have these public blogs to think on that for awhile.


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