Tuesday, October 5, 2021

Finishing Well

From a conference presentation by Paul Leavenworth, listing the end-of-life characteristics of persons who finish well:

  1. Have a more vibrant relationship with God at the end than when young (Caleb)
  2. Maintain an active learning posture throughout life
  3. Model Christ-like character through the fruit of the Spirit, especially in the hard times
  4. Live life with a growing sense of conviction that the promises of God are real for their lives
  5. Leave behind one or more ultimate contributions or a lasting legacy
  6. Live life with a sense of destiny, making necessary sacrifices to realize this to a significant degree
Barriers to finishing well:
  1. Sexual immorality (Samson)
  2. Misuse of finances (Judas Iscariot)
  3. Abuse of power (King Saul)
  4. Self-centered pride (King Solomon)
  5. Problems with marriage & family (King David)
  6. Allowing ministry to plateau (Gideon)
  7. Emotional wounding & bitterness (Jonah)

Sin always takes us farther than we are willing to go, keeps us there longer than we are willing to stay, costs us more than we are willing to pay. ---- J. Oswald Sanders

"We nibble ourselves lost."  Per Paul Leavenworth, a sheep doesn't set out to get lost and go hang out with the wolves.  Instead, it gets focused on the next clump of grass and the next and the next so that it doesn't lift its head to see where it is versus the flock and the shepherd.  It nibbles itself into a position of separation from the shepherd and the rest of flock.  So it is with us.  We lose intimacy with God and with other believers by focusing on mundane, temporal matters.


Enhancements to finishing well:
  1. Long-term perspective on life & ministry - every decision has long-term consequences
  2. Position yourself to expect periodic times of renewal - over time the power of God will manifest
  3. Practice spiritual disciplines (Foster: disciplines of grace, not of duty)
  4. Have a learning posture - be open to be taught
  5. Develop accountable relationships
  6. Invest in the next generation with mentoring relationships
  7. Order life & ministry in a focused way to honor God's call
Characteristics of focused life:

A focused life is a life dedicated to exclusively carrying out God's unique purposes by identifying the focal issues of life purpose, major role, effective methodologies and ultimate contributions, which allows an increasing prioritization of life's activities around the focal issues, and results in a satisfying life of being and doing.
  1. We can know our life purpose (who we are by God's gifting and how God intends to use us)
  2. We can become comfortable with our gifting and understand our best areas of contribution
  3. We can understand what methods are most effective for us to employ in our role
  4. We can have a legacy to pass God's grace to others, particularly via relationship impact

Friday, October 1, 2021

At The Highground

On the occasion of laying a memorial stone at The Highground Veterans Memorial Park on the moraine west of Neillsville, WI.  Here are some highlights from the ceremony:






What follows is what I placed in the Registry at the Highground as background on the stone:

They say that in comedy, timing is everything.  In life generally, that statement is also pretty true. When and to whom you were born influences a lot; my family’s military service was no exception.

My father, Melvin Edward Mech, was born in August 1920 in Clintonville, WI to Theodore (Ted) and Amanda Mech.  By the time December of 1941 rolled around, bringing with it the attack on Pearl Harbor, Hawaii, Dad was a freshly minted 21-year-old, eminently draftable, with a new wife (Alma Beyer) and a new baby, their firstborn.  Dad, like so many others, enlisted in the US Navy, who was okay taking him even with not the best eyesight.  His physical exam determined that he would wind up serving stateside rather than in combat, which was fortunate for Mom and that new baby!  His time at the Central States Teachers College in Stevens Point gave him some skills in Math and Teaching, which guided him to a particular billet as an instructor in the relatively new technology called Radar.  He was stationed both in Pensacola, Florida and later in Corpus Christi, Texas.  I still have his slide rule with his name and rank (ART 1st Class) on the box.  In the late 1960s, before pocket calculators, I learned math on his slide rule. I recall Dad telling me that using magnetrons to generate microwave radiation had some safety hazards that came along with it.  He had to teach sailors that if you got in the way of that microwave radiation, you would get cooked like meat.  When we got our first microwave oven in the mid-1980s, I often remembered that story.



My brother, Dennis Arlen Mech, was born in August 1941.  He was that brand new baby and the firstborn child noted earlier.  By the time the Cuban Missile Crisis and the Bay of Pigs incidents rolled around, he was also eminently draftable.  At the time, however, he was enrolled in college at Stevens Point State University, with a deferment.  However, through a variety of circumstances, Denny was disenrolled from college and, like Dad, enlisted in the US Navy to help guide his role in the newly emerging conflict in Southeast Asia which came to be referred to as the Vietnam War.  14 years my senior, he and my sister Helen (12 years older than me) were strong influences in my growing up years, and I particularly wanted to emulate Denny.  He was an Aviation Electronics Technician and served on board aircraft carriers during Vietnam.  I always looked forward to his letters to me which came in that unique blue air mail envelope with the red & white trim.  While he could never reveal his location, he would sometimes enclose a patch for my jacket.  My favorite was one for his unit labeled “Phantom Phixer”, for those who worked on the F-4 Phantom jet.





As for me, I was born William Theodore Mech in October of 1955.  By the time I turned 18, the Vietnam War was winding down, and my draft number was high enough that I would not be taken.  That was favorable timing for me since I met my future wife, Diane Christenson, when I was 18 and in Wausau, WI attending North Central Technical Institute (then NCTI, now NTC).  I graduated from there with an Associate’s Degree in Insurance in 1974.  Diane and I married a little over a year later and it didn’t look like I was destined to follow in my father and brother’s footsteps when it came to military service.  After several years of “normal married life”, I decided to go back to school and get my Bachelor of Science degree in Business Economics from Mt. Scenario College in Ladysmith, WI, graduating from there in 1984 and making a career change to actuarial science.  We adopted our first child, Julie, in 1983, followed by our second, Jimmy, 4 years later.  During the mid-1980s the US Navy had a program in place offering “direct commissions” to college grads in certain degree programs.  I qualified, and just got under the wire for the age requirements, so I applied and was commissioned as an Ensign in the Supply Corps of the US Navy’s Ready Reserve, assigned to the USS Mount Whitney (LCC 20), operating out of Norfolk and serving as the Flagship and Command Ship for the Sixth Fleet.  I trained out of the Naval Reserve base in Milwaukee, WI, where I was also working as an actuarial trainee for Milliman & Robertson in their New Berlin office.  Eventually, I took another actuarial job with Wausau Insurance, so we moved back to Wausau, WI again.  This made the training regimen difficult, and so I requested and received my Honorable Discharge from the US Navy.  As I said earlier, timing is everything, and whether by twists of fate or the hand of God, my military service turned out to be in peacetime.

My father and brother both passed from this life in 2006, within a few months of each other, and I am honored to share the same memorial stone with these two men who instilled in me a desire to serve my country in the US Navy, however different from theirs that service turned out to be.

Bill Mech, September 2021, Clive, Iowa.



Winemaking 201: from Grapes, not Juice

This year for the first time, I have made wine from real fruit, not just from juice.  And it's a red wine, which means that the fermentation to at least some degree takes place on the skins to better extract colors, flavors, tannins, etc.  So there are some additional steps than need to happen to get the finished product in the bottle.  The photos below are from various stages of the process, from "veraison" (grapes beginning to turn color), through harvest, crushing, fermenting, pressing and including the latest stage in which the fermented wine is racked to a glass carboy (in this case 3 gal.) and allowed to age for about a year, until next year's grapes are processed.  I'll let you know how this batch turns out, but early indications are that it's a winner!



















 

Tuesday, August 24, 2021

Lectio Divina - 2 Samuel 22:31-33

As for God, His way is perfect; the word of the LORD is flawless; 
He is a shield to all who trust in Him. 
For who is God except the LORD? and who is a rock, except our God? 
God is my strength and power, and He makes my way perfect.

This passage has a parallel in Psalm 18:30-32, one of a couple of King David's songs that are recorded in the historical books, too.  This one had historical significance because it commemorated David's deliverance from the hand of King Saul and his armies.  

A few word choices come to mind here.  Of course "the LORD" here is actually YHWH, the covenant name of God, and can be read that way.  

The Hebrew word for perfect carries a connotation of completeness, full of wholeness and without fault, much like the word shalom has versus our English word peace.  In our Western culture "perfect" often has a scientific or manufacturing aspect to it, with more of a quality control or precision orientation, as in made exactly to the specifications of a template.  In the context of the Scriptures, though, I think you could read the word more like what a friend might say when you have described your lifestyle (as in "Hey, nothing wrong with that!") or shown the friend your home/yard. ("Yeah, this is perfect for you").  It doesn't mean everyone needs to have an exact clone of something that is good and complete to also be considered good and complete.

When the passage talks about the word of the LORD, the word for flawless is also used to describe a process of refining metal by fire so that it is pure.  Better here, I think, to describe the word of the LORD as tested and proven.

Trust, in this passage, could better be translated as "take refuge".  Certainly trust is implied, but taking refuge also contains an action within it - you go in to a place you trust, go to a Person you trust.

The word translated here as strength is really a place of safety, a refuge; "power" in this translation is a strength of resources or protection (as in Psalm 20:7 - "Some trust in chariots and some in horses, but we trust in the Name of the LORD our God.")  In other words, we have a feeling of strength and power, but it is not ours, not based on our resources - it is God's power and strength, available to us because we trust in Him and His resources for refuge and protection.  Or as Ps. 46:1 puts it: "God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble."

It's like this old scripture song from back in the 1970s:

You are my rock my shield and my deliverer my refuge and my strength 
You are my rock my shield and my deliverer you'll rescue me in time. 
Na na na na
Na na na na
I cried for help and He delivered me
Na na na na
Na na na na
I cried for help and He delivered me

(based loosely on Psalm 18:1-2)

So for me, I would translate the passage more like this:

As for God, His way is complete, full of wholeness, without fault.  
The word of YHWH is tested and proven.  
He is a shield to all who take refuge in Him.  
For who is God except YHWH? And who is a rock, except our God? 
God is my refuge and strength, and He makes my way complete, full of wholeness, without fault.

Wednesday, August 18, 2021

Lectio Divina - Joshua 1:8

 Do not let this book of the law depart from your mouth, but meditate on it day and night, so that you are careful to do according to all that is written in it; then you will make your way prosperous, and you will act prudently.


Meditate on it day and night - I don't do that part very much, or very well.  Maybe the "day" part, especially now with using the Lectio Divina approach.  But "night"?  Well, not so much.

And yet, God does bring Scripture to mind throughout the day.  Not continuously, mind you, but often enough that I have come to rely on Him to do so, and expect it from Him.  Not verbatim with chapter & verse, either, but close enough that I can do a quick search and sure enough, there it is!  

It really is wonderful and uplifting to have that happen, to have the Word come into my thoughts at an appropriate time on an appropriate topic depending on what I'm dealing with or thinking about.  Just now, in fact, one of those little verse promptings came to mind: "like apples of gold in a setting of silver is a word fitly spoken".  I have to look up the verse to recall where it's from (turns out it's Proverbs 25:11), but the principle came to mind when contemplating the influence of Scripture on me in any given moment.  I know that it comes from actually reading the whole Bible and then rereading many parts of it over time, but I do wish that I did more of the "meditating on it day and night" part, just the same.

Hm.  Maybe a quick look at a passage just before I turn in for the night... sleep on it!

Thursday, August 12, 2021

Lectio Divina - Numbers 6:24-26

May the LORD bless you and keep you;

may the LORD make His face shine upon you and be gracious to you;

may the LORD lift up His countenance upon you and give you peace.


Bless.  Keep.

Face Shines.  Be Gracious.

Lift up.  Give Peace.


These are the words that power this passage, and that give it impact.  When I read this passage, it helps me to internalize it by thinking of God as my Heavenly Father, and I as His dearly loved child, as you will see below.

Bless (barak/baruch)

This word is used in the Scripture as from God to us, from one of us to another, and from us to God.  In the Passover service, the prayers of thanks always begin with "Baruch attah Adonai, Melech haOlam [...]" which means "Blessed are You, O Lord, King of the Universe [...]"  

So how is the same word used for us to bless God and for God to bless us?  We bless God in thanksgiving, praise and worship.  God blesses us with His favor and kindness, giving us good things according to His will for us.  We bless others by speaking God's blessing on them, and doing what is in our power to ensure that they see and understand it.  When our children were growing up, we gave them small tangible "blessings" when it occurred to us to do so.  How much more does our Heavenly Father desire to show us His kindness?

In verses 22-23, God actually tells Moses to instruct Aaron, the High Priest, to bless Israel using these very words.  God wants to bless His people, and told Moses and Aaron how to do that on His behalf.  As my Heavenly Father, God wants to give me His blessing - to care for me in all respects.  In return I trust, thank and praise Him, which is a blessing to Him.

Keep (shamar)

The connotation here is to protect, preserve, guard, to nurture and care for.  Any parent understands this desire to do well by their children, to keep them in safety and in health and under their watchful eye, to provide for them and ensure that they have every opportunity to grow and blossom.  My Heavenly Father wants to watch over me, to hold me and help me feel safe and cared for.  I acknowledge that and delight in His love for me.

Face (panah) Shine (shamar) Upon (eleka)

These words together have a sense of one's face brightening, with that brightness being directed toward something or someone.  I have a photo of Diane that I took while she was working at a booth at some event.  I came by and noticed her, wanting to take a picture of her working there.  Instead, just as I was taking the photo, she noticed me coming to see her, and the photo captured the look on her face: she smiled at me and her face brightened with a look of delightful surprise.  That look warmed my heart; it's one of my favorite pictures of her.


I think of this when I read this passage and I can picture God's face brightening as He sees me coming to Him, with that same joy and delight on His face as He sees His dearly loved child coming to see Him. And when God's face brightens toward me, I can feel the light of it warming me, and brightening all my surroundings as well.

Be Gracious (chanan)

Grace is usually defined as unmerited favor, and that is certainly true, but I think that to get a fuller sense of it we need to add that grace is a favorable inclination toward someone as well. The phrase "benefit of the doubt" comes to mind, as does to "think favorably of" someone - in other words, a predisposition for someone to overlook a fault or shortcoming because of love for that person.  The Scripture says that "love covers a multitude of sins", and grace has that attitude bundled with it.  My Heavenly Father loves me, and so He is favorably inclined toward me and is willing to show me favor that goes well beyond what I deserve, because I am His dearly loved child.

Lift Up (nasal) Countenance (panah)

Lift here also includes the meaning of carry, and countenance is the same word as for face - His face that brightens and turns toward us.  "Panah" can also mean turn, as in "turn to face someone", to turn towards.  You could think of "lifting up the countenance" as standing up to greet someone, or turning your body in their direction to interact with them.  I can picture my Heavenly Father seeing me coming toward Him, His face brightening toward me, and saying as it were "Come here, child, and let me see you!" then turning toward me, picking me up in His arms and looking at me lovingly and intently as if I were His only focus.  I have a picture of my Dad holding me in his arms when I was little, and I think of this image when I think of God my Heavenly Father regarding me and engaging with me with kindness and love.




Give (sim/sum) Peace (shalom)

The word translated here as give is often translated as put or place or set, as in God will place you or plant you or set you securely in a place.  I tend to think of that place as in His lap, on His knee, on His shoulders or in His arms, or as Psalm 23 might put it "make me lie down in green pastures, lead me beside still waters, restore my soul".  

And what better place to feel at peace, to feel the wholeness and soundness that comes with Shalom than safely being held by my Heavenly Father, being "kept" by Him in a place of tenderness and companionship and intimacy, with He who loves me with an everlasting love? 

Not only does this passage assure me that God wants to bless me, but it also helps me picture how He longs to do that, to engage me with grace and favor and lovingkindness, assuring me of His love and bringing to my heart peace and wholeness.

With all this in mind, here is how I understand this passage to communicate to me:

The LORD blesses me with loving-kindness and keeps me in His care;

the LORD's face brightens when I come to Him, and I feel His delight; He is favorably inclined toward me and graciously shows it; 

the LORD lifts me up to Him to look lovingly at me, holding me close; in His arms I am at peace.

Tuesday, August 10, 2021

Lectio Divina

 New this month in retirement is an ancient (but new to me) practice in my devotional life called Lectio Divina (which is Latin for Sacred Reading).  It's a method of reading the Bible that was put into practice in Benedictine monasteries in roughly the 5th century.  It consists of four movements: Lectio, Meditatio, Oratorio and Contemplatio, which are, in turn, Read, Meditate, Pray and Contemplate.  

I've been benefiting from an outline of this practice contained in Kenneth Boa's book "Sacred Readings: a Journal" and have just begin to implement it.  The notion behind it is to not simply read for information, but also read for transformation.  These four movements allow for deep reading (incl. word study), for ruminating on what you've read ("chewing" the text), for a response from the heart to God out of an informed mind, and finally for time to sit before God and allow the text to sink in - allow it to move upon your will.  

In upcoming posts, I will try to record some thoughts coming out of this practice.

Retirement Perspectives: Month One

 Well, here I am one month on into retirement, with the ever-captivating Diane set to join me in 3 more weeks.  People ask me "How do you feel about retirement so far?"  And my answer is uniformly "I'm ecstatic about it!"  About what, particularly?  

Well, for one, I have gotten out of the house more in one month than perhaps in the entire previous six months (which, in itself, has been a goal of sorts).  I'm outside walking 6 days a week, and off to either the gym for strength training (Tu,Th,Sa) or to pickleball (Mo,We,Fr) In addition to those, there is volunteering for an organization that helps the homeless on Wednesday afternoons, and then trivia with Jimmy & Allegra on Wednesday nights, plus of course church and life group on Sundays and also a men's group on Tuesdays.  One of my goals is to have more social interaction, in an attempt to stave off becoming an old codger who just sits in front of the TV and grouses.  So far, so good on that score!  

Other items in my schedule that are done at home are time for devotions, for writing (like this), for reading, for German language lessons and for sorting through boxes of books and papers to determine what to pitch and what to keep (and where to put the latter).  Then, of course, there are grapevines to tend and wine to make.  Perhaps some music as well...

I may have filled up the schedule a little quickly, but I certainly don't want to waste time in retirement;  I probably do need to remember to stay flexible about when I do what, so that I can make room in my calendar for the spontaneous, and be able to say "yes" to it.

The other cool thing that happened almost daily during month one is a new screened porch off my den on the lower level.  A bug free, shaded area that this insect-averse troll can enjoy without getting fidgety.  The last bit of work happened just this morning, and now there's a new happy space for me!

So, retirement?  Yeah.  So far, it's all I hoped it would be, with much more to come.






Wednesday, June 9, 2021

Bloom Where You're Planted, Revisited

Earlier this week, I was on my every-other-day 52-minute 3-mile walk around the neighborhood, and as is often the case I was having an internal discussion about a topic of interest.  This time the topic happened to be Identity Politics convoluted with Critical Race Theory and how it manifests itself in current culture through protest rallies led by Black Lives Matter activists and others.  Des Moines is no stranger to these events, although they have gotten considerably less violent of late, thank the Lord.  In addition to that, Asian American and Pacific Islander Heritage Month just ended, Pride Month just began, and just this week the Governor of Iowa signed into law a bill that forbids the teaching of Critical Race Theory in public schools in the state.  It reminded me of a quote by T.S. Eliot:

"Half of the harm that is done in this world is due to people who want to feel important ... they do not mean to do harm ... they are absorbed in the endless struggle to think well of themselves."

Which, of course, is the opposite of what the Bible suggest that we do, as laid out by Saint Paul in Romans 12:3:

"Do not think of yourself more highly than you ought, but rather think of yourself with sober judgment, in accordance with the faith God has distributed to [...] you."

All this made me think of my own origins, those of my children, and those of others in many different demographic pockets in the community, as wide and varied as they can be.  How do we properly relate to one another across those demographic pockets?  How responsible are we for which segment we are in, and what responsibility do we bear for the welfare of those in other segments?  As I walked, my thoughts began to take on the form of a TED talk, complete with PowerPoint presentation, something like this:

  • We don't choose our origins.  When we come into this world, we have no control over the situation into which we are dropped.  We do not choose our race, sex, ethnicity, place of birth, citizenship, parentage, genetic makeup, hair/eye color, our family's relative wealth (or lack of same), siblings, extended family, home environment, community, school district, etc.  We are simply dropped in to a situation with no opportunity for input.  For which of all these things are we responsible?  None of them!  
  • We don't choose anyone else's origins, either.  All other people in the world are in the exact same predicament that we are - placed into a situation over which they had no choice or control.  They are not responsible for where I was placed, nor I for anyone else.  So... who is responsible?  King David in Psalm 139:13-16 makes the argument that God is responsible:

For You formed my inmost being; You knit me together in my mother’s womb. 
I praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
Marvelous are Your works, and I know this very well.
My frame was not hidden from You when I was made in secret, 
when I was woven together in the depths of the earth.
Your eyes saw my unformed body; all my days were written in Your book 
and ordained for me before one of them came to be.
  • If we object to our placement, we should take it up with God.  Isaiah 45:9-10 and Romans 9:20-21 give us some perspective on that sort of conversation, however.  Tread lightly when objecting to God about the nature of your existence!  Any one of us could have been placed by God in another body, another situation.  Blaming someone else for our predicament is safer than blaming God for it, so that's what we do.
  • We are responsible for what we do with our placement.  The parable Jesus taught about a landowner, some servants and their responsibilities reveals a lot about this.  The story from Matthew 25:14–30 goes like this:  
For it is just like a man going on a journey, who called his servants and entrusted them with his possessions. To one he gave five talents, to another two talents, and to another one talent—each according to his own ability. And he went on his journey.

The servant who had received the five talents went at once and put them to work and gained five more. Likewise, the one with the two talents gained two more. But the servant who had received the one talent went off, dug a hole in the ground, and hid his master’s money.

After a long time the master of those servants returned to settle accounts with them. The servant who had received the five talents came and presented five more. ‘Master,’ he said, ‘you entrusted me with five talents. See, I have gained five more.’

His master replied, ‘Well done, good and faithful servant! You have been faithful with a few things; I will put you in charge of many things. Enter into the joy of your master!’

And of course we know that the two-talent servant also doubled the master's investment, and got the same affirmation and praise.  We also see that the two-talent servant did not object to getting less resources than the five-talent one.  He just did what he could with what he had, and was rewarded for it.  It did not go nearly as well, though, with the one-talent servant; he got rebuked and tossed out on his ear.  Although, it could have gone just as well with him as with the other two servants.  The amount of resources each was given at the start was not the issue.  What they did with what they were given was what mattered.  This idea also applies to temporal as well as material resources.  As J.R.R. Tolkien wrote in The Fellowship of The Ring:

“I wish it need not have happened in my time,” said Frodo.

“So do I,” said Gandalf, “and so do all who live to see such times. But that is not for them to decide. All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us.”

  • We become responsible as we reach adulthood.  This happens attitudinally at the age of accountability (12-13) where we must decide whether we will be surly or positive, upset or grateful, unwilling or cooperative.  Circumstantially, our responsibility kicks in at the age of majority (18-21) when we are on equal footing before the law as with any other adult.  Up until this point, life has dealt us a certain hand of cards; God placed us, and others affected us by making choices for us.  Now it is up to us to make our own choices and bear the consequences for them.
  • We must play the hand we are dealt.  Once we become responsible, now the burden shifts to us to make the most of what we've got to work with.  How will we know whether we have done better than someone else, if our situations are so very different? In the game of duplicate bridge, you can actually know that.  Multiple players are given the same hands of cards, and each plays the best they can.  Whoever achieves the highest points is judged the best player. Except life isn't like that.  You can't play someone else's cards for them - only your own.  Comparison with others and what they made of their circumstances is foolishness.  No one can judge us but God.  Romans 14:4, 10-13 puts it this way:  

Who are you to judge someone else’s servant? To their own master, servants stand or fall. And they will stand, for the Lord is able to make them stand. [...]
You then, why do you judge your brother or sister? Or why do you treat them with contempt? For we will all stand before God’s judgment seat. It is written:

“‘As surely as I live,’ says the Lord,
‘every knee will bow before me;
    every tongue will acknowledge God.’”

So then, each of us will give an account of ourselves to God.
Therefore let us stop passing judgment on one another. 

  • Our goal is to make the very best life out of our placement.  Everyone, each human being, regardless of the situation into which they were dropped, regardless of who influenced them and how, is ultimately responsible as a free moral agent to make the best of it.  Period.  And what does "very best life" mean?  Rising above our circumstances for one thing, whatever they are.  Helping others do the same, for another.  In the end, what matters, what we will be judged upon, is giving God a good return on His investment in us, such that we hear His "well done!" when we pass from this life to the next.

What we don't need is Identity Politics to measure our success or failure in life for us, to level the playing field among us, or to tell us who is responsible for what we did with what we were given.  Identity Politics cannot supply for us a scorecard for our life as in duplicate bridge.  

As David said in 1 Chronicles 21:14, 

"Please, let me fall into the hand of the LORD, for His mercies are very great; but do not let me fall into the hands of men.”

 God will tell us how we did when we see Him face-face.  And God will judge all, with righteousness.

Thursday, June 3, 2021

Is "Retirement" A Biblical Concept?

Great question!  However, if it's answers you are looking for, keep looking... all I have are conjectures and inklings.

An old friend of mine (emphasis on old) always used to tell me that the concept of retirement is not discussed anywhere in the Bible, therefore retirement is not Biblical.  Hm.  That never seemed quite right to me, so I have mulled it over as the decades have rolled along, and I still don't think he was right.

And never mind that as of this writing I am 5 weeks away from retirement!  Of course I have a vested interest in a counter-argument to his thesis!  But stay with me here as we look at a few passages, and we'll see if this idea makes sense.

As a preface to that review, though, let me just say that as of the 2nd week of July, 2021, I will have been employed full-time for 45 years.  (46 years elapsed time since my first full-time job in July of 1975, but one of those years was spent in college finishing up my Bachelors degree, so that doesn't count as time employed.)  The first 7 1/2 years were spent in various property & casualty insurance jobs, another 34 years in various actuarial jobs within that same sector and the last 3 1/2 in the banking sector.

"But, you're only 65", you say.  "Shouldn't you be working longer?"  

And I say, longer than what?  If a young person today goes from high school to college and on to grad school, coming out with some sort of professional designation like a CPA, for example, they would be about 25 when entering the marketplace, right?  If they worked until age 70, that would be 45 years of full-time work, and a ripe old age to retire.  Seems about right.  So what if I started working at 19 and got my Masters and my professional designation along the way while working full-time. So what? It's non-linear, yes, but it amounts to 45 years of work nonetheless.  

In the Old Testament, 40 years was the number of a generation, a number representing fullness of time.  Judges and Kings were frequently described as ruling for 40 years, and then another ruler took over.  Sometimes they would rule a little longer, which was a sign of God's blessing on them.  So I'm good with 45!

And lest you think that lifespans have changed significantly since then, think again.  Here's Psalm 90:10:

The days of our lives are seventy years;
And if by reason of strength they are eighty years,
Yet their boast is only labor and sorrow;
For it is soon cut off, and we fly away.

Last I looked, the current actuarial tables (pre-COVID) list a global life expectancy of about 72.8 years (with post-COVID Americans sitting at about 77.5; slightly longer for females, less for males). So it seems that the ancient Israelites with their Kosher dietary laws had a fairly modern expectation of what a lifespan would be.  Plus, recent research shows that increased life expectancy mostly comes from infant mortality going down.  We all still fade out in our 70s & 80s.

In Leviticus, when it came to valuing workers for the purpose of temple taxes, men not in their prime years (20-60) were expected to be less productive when it comes to manual labor, and so were assessed less:

3 if your valuation is of a male from twenty years old up to sixty years old, then your valuation shall be fifty shekels of silver, according to the shekel of the sanctuary. 4 If it is a female, then your valuation shall be thirty shekels; 5 and if from five years old up to twenty years old, then your valuation for a male shall be twenty shekels, and for a female ten shekels; 6 and if from a month old up to five years old, then your valuation for a male shall be five shekels of silver, and for a female your valuation shall be three shekels of silver; 7 and if from sixty years old and above, if it is a male, then your valuation shall be fifteen shekels, and for a female ten shekels.

We could certainly digress into a discussion of the difference in valuation due to gender (no doubt recognizing the difference in body strength when doing manual labor), but that's not the point here - this is a discussion about valuation based on age.  And what you notice is that, taking an adult male for the 40 years between ages 20 and 60 as the baseline for full productivity, you get the following:

Age Range    Valuation    Percentage

  0 to   5              5              10%

  5 to 20            20              40%

20 to 60            50            100%

60 plus              15              30%

The older males were seen as less productive for manual labor than youths were, implying that 70% less work would be done once a worker was past 60.  (It should be noted that females had less of an age penalty percentage applied to their valuation as workers, perhaps because of the nature of the labor they typically took on. But again that's beyond the scope of this discussion.)

Personally, I find it interesting that the US Military expects retirement (even in the Reserves) to occur at age 60 (unless one is a flag officer, and then that limit extends a few more years). 

In I Timothy 5:9, we also read that "no widow is to be enrolled on the list for support unless she is at least sixty years old ..." with the implication that older women will have a harder time supporting themselves, as their capacity for work is diminished.  

So age 60 (out of 70-80 total) seems to be a good time to dial things back.  We wind up then, with 20 years of growing up, 40 years of productive labor, and another 10-20 years of winding down.

But another example is even more restrictive, and this one is from active service in the Temple, no less.  Give a listen to this passage:

Numbers 8:23 The Lord spoke to Moses: 24 “In regard to the Levites: From 25 years old or more, a man enters the service in the work at the tent of meeting. 25 But at 50 years old he is to retire from his service in the work and no longer serve. 26 He may assist his brothers to fulfill responsibilities at the tent of meeting, but he must not do the work. This is how you are to deal with the Levites regarding their duties.”

Wow.  Okay, so mandatory retirement at age 50? And only a 25 year work span instead of 40 years?  No explanation here is given - it just is what it is, but we can certainly assume a little longer training period before entering the priesthood might be needed. But the compensating factor is that the older priest, the retired guy, is encouraged to assist his brothers.  Maybe this is the model for service in the Kingdom of God - you give the younger guys a little more time to mature first and you allow the older guys to ease out of the workload a little earlier, but still keep their hands in and continue to be useful as they age.

After all, aging is no joke. As they say, it's not for sissies. And if there ever was a passage that makes that clear it's Ecclesiastes 12:1-7.  To wit:

Remember also your Creator in the days of your youth, before the evil days come and the years draw near of which you will say, “I have no pleasure in them”; before the sun and the light and the moon and the stars are darkened and the clouds return after the rain, in the day when the keepers of the house tremble, and the strong men are bent, and the grinders cease because they are few, and those who look through the windows are dimmed, and the doors on the street are shut—when the sound of the grinding is low, and one rises up at the sound of a bird, and all the daughters of song are brought low— they are afraid also of what is high, and terrors are in the way; the almond tree blossoms, the grasshopper drags itself along, and desire fails, because man is going to his eternal home, and the mourners go about the streets— before the silver cord is snapped, or the golden bowl is broken, or the pitcher is shattered at the fountain, or the wheel broken at the cistern, and the dust returns to the earth as it was, and the spirit returns to God who gave it. 

Hebrews 8:13 tells us clearly that "what is obsolete and outdated will soon disappear".  In the marketplace that is certainly a truism!  And I for one am ready to stop working for a paycheck.  

However, that doesn't mean for me a life of self-indulgence and leisure.  After all, if I am a servant of the Most High God, He who never sleeps or slumbers, then there is no "off switch" for my service.  I never punch out for the day, I am always on call, always a servant of God, even when I'm asleep.  I may no longer have an earthly master to serve, but I do have a Heavenly One, and I must apply myself to His service with whatever zeal my body and mind allow.  From that work I will not retire, and the paycheck for it... is eternal!


Friday, February 19, 2021

Love is Pure Gold, and Time a Thief

 Where has the time gone?  On this blog, at least, the year 2020 fell into a hole and never emerged from it.  And just as well, yes?

Now, though, it is a new year, with hopeful news about crawling out of the hole carved by the COVID-10 Pandemic.  For yours truly, I now have internalized shot 1 of 2 (Pfizer), and am one shot and another 2 weeks away from immunity, whatever that turns out to be.  There is a profound sense of freedom looming just weeks away.

What's more, my wife and I have both selected retirement dates and have informed our employers of the same.  A similarly delightful sense of looming freedom has resulted from that!  Not all the final boxes are yet checked, but we trust that God is in the details, benevolently lining circumstances up to provide a smooth transition.

New life stages are on the way!

As my father-in-law has often said, there are 3 stages to old age:

  • the Go-Go 60s
  • the Slow-Go 70s
  • the No-Go 80s

and we are smack in the middle of Stage 1, ready to Go! Go! Go!  Although as life expectancy lengthens, I think those convenient decade spans may be shifting out about 5 years (or at least I hope so!), such that we can go-go until 75 and slow-go until 85, etc.

Which puts me in mind of a lyric from a fine song by Kurt Weill, Speak Low, which says in part:

I feel wherever I go that tomorrow is near,
Tomorrow is here and always too soon.
Time is so old and love so brief;
Love is pure gold and time a thief.

(I like the Boz Skaggs version, personally)

Time IS a thief.  It steals your looks, your health, your vitality, your mentality, your speed, your resources, your relationships (eventually) ...

and yet, it can give as well as take.  The last 12 months have been a gift of more time at home, and a deepening of relationship.  God bless quarantine!  I have not had to commute up north for almost a year now, and may never have to again.  And if this unexpected time together has deepened and lengthened love on the way toward the threshold of our golden years, then that old thief, Time, has had a change of heart, giving back some of what it has taken.