Sometimes the Lions Are Hungry

Daniel 6

 

I know what I’m supposed to say today

  -and what I’m supposed to say today is what I’d planned to say

     today until a few days ago

       --now, please understand—what I’m supposed to say today and

           what I’d planned to say today is still true and right and good

              ---and it speaks to the power of God

              ---and it speaks to the faithfulness of a man who humbly

                   obeyed God in far-from-ideal circumstances

  -but I can’t preach that aspect of today’s text—again, not because

     it’s untrue...but because it’s simply not the entire story

       --and we know it’s not the entire story—we’ve always known

           that—but we’ve just been afraid to raise our hand, interrupt the

           preacher, and ask the questions no one wants to ask aloud

 

Let’s begin with the amazing story—a story so popular that even

  those who know very little about the Bible have heard of Daniel in

  the lions’ den

    -remember, Daniel is one of the many Jews who are in exile in

       Babylon...now a country ruled by the Medes, and Darius is king

         --God’s hand continues to be on Daniel...and the king appoints

              him to be one of the top three government officials

         --but Daniel’s abilities arouse the jealousy of the other two top

             officials, as well as by the 120 provincial governors (called

             satraps) who were beneath them

               ---and when they learn of the king’s intentions to promote

                    Daniel to an even higher position...well, that’s the

                    proverbial straw that breaks the camel’s back

 

Read Daniel 6:3-11

 

We can only imagine what happens next

  -because while Daniel does not parade his faith by praying on the

     street corner or in the palace, neither does he kowtow to the king

     or his edict

       --Daniel simply continues doing what he’s always done...praying

           three times a day...at home...with the shutters of his windows

           wide open for all the world to see

Now that these men have their evidence they return to the king, first

  reminding him of his inability to repeal the law, and then present

  their case against Daniel

 

Read Daniel 6:14-18

 

Now if this were a TV drama or an old radio show, this is when we

  would hear:  “Will the government officials succeed in their attempt

  to silence Daniel for good?  Will Daniel’s God be able to save him? 

  Or will the lions make mincemeat out of Daniel?  Tune in next week

  to find out!”

 

Because I’m a nice guy, I won’t make you wait until next week

  -Read Daniel 6:19-23

 

No matter how you try to explain it—that’s a miracle

  -that’s God stepping into the human drama and rescuing His servant

     from the literal jaws of death

       --the Bible is full of that...earlier in Daniel 3, we read about God

           saving Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego from the fiery

           furnace...we could turn to the book of Jonah and discover how

           God saved His disobedient prophet...we could read the story

           in 1 Samuel 17 about a shepherd boy who single-handedly

           defeats the greatest warrior in history

             ---miracles—all of them

       --and while few of us have faced actual lions, almost all of us can

           tell stories about our personal miracles...when God healed you

           from a disease...when He protected you from a serious car

           accident...when a tornado narrowly missed your house...or

           good things, like when He led you to a job, when you met your

           spouse, when your child was born

             ---we have had those times when God works in such a way

                   we simply know it was God’s hand opening to pour out

                   His undeserved blessing or closing to shield us from evil

 

For example, there’s the story of Amanda Meyer

  -one spring day, while Amanda was waiting to meet some friends for

     lunch, a girl she knew from work invited her to go out instead

       --her friends were late, she thought, plus she figured she would

           meet them after lunch to study in the library as they’d planned

  -so she and the girl from work went to Taco Bell where Amanda

     managed to spill taco sauce on her white T-shirt

       --her first reaction was to wear her coat the rest of the day, but

           her co-worker offered to drive her home so she could change

  -since she was already going to be late, Amanda accepted

     --the two girls returned to school, but instead of racing to the

         library to meet her friend, Cassie, they watched in horror as

         hundreds of students were fleeing from their school

           ---within moments, one teacher, the two gunmen, and twelve

                 students lay dead in Columbine...including Amanda’s

                 friend, Cassie Bernall...who was murdered in the library

  -Amanda’s mother firmly believes God spared her daughter’s life

     --and who can blame her?

         ---it was, after all, the only time Amanda had ever left school

              grounds to eat lunch

 

Great story.  True story.  Miraculous story?

  -if I were Amanda’s father, I don’t think I could see it any other way

     --can God do something like that?  [of course!]

 

But what about the others who didn’t happen to go to Taco Bell?

  -because you see, for every Amanda Meyer, there are 13 Cassie

     Bernalls

       --for every salesman who missed his flight because his alarm

           didn’t go off, there are 145 who did wake up on time and

           boarded a plane that would crash minutes after take-off

       --for every good Samaritan who helps a stranded motorist who,

           in turn, offers them a once-in-a-lifetime job...there are good

           Samaritans who are beaten, robbed, or hit by a passing semi

  -I’m sorry, but that’s how life is

     -two weeks ago, just outside of St. Louis, a grandfather and his

        11- and 8-year-old granddaughters were struck and killed by a

        train while on their way to church

 

What is God thinking about then?

  -if God feels the need to kill somebody with a train, why kill people

     going to church?

       --weren’t there any child molesters or drug dealers crossing

           those tracks same tracks that morning?

       --or why couldn’t one of the girls been sick that morning?

We might reply, “Hey, that’s why we call them ‘miracles.’  If they

  happened every day, we’d call them ‘routines’ or ‘regulars’”

    -and while true, perhaps, that doesn’t answer all the questions...not

       even close

 

For too long the church has been handing out sugary-sweet

  preprogrammed responses to those heart-sick questions

    -it’s not so much that we’re afraid of the questions...instead, I think

       we’re terrified of what the answers might be

         --because even though I know God delivered Daniel from the

              lions...and I know He can and does do those death-defying

              miracles still today...I knew I could not stand in front of you—

              you who have suffered so much, and tell you that God will

              always work a miracle...I’d feel like a hypocrite

                ---because the truth is, sometimes the lions are hungry

 

Like when a gunman entered the Jibla Baptist hospital in the

  mountains of southwest Yemen and killed three missionaries

    -if God can cause the lions to have lockjaw...then why would He

       choose not to cause that man’s gun to jam?

    -now before you argue that God used that tragedy for His glory, let

       me ask you—wouldn’t He have received just as much glory by

       miraculously intervening?

 

Roger Loyd used all of his five weeks of vacation in 2006 to serve

  with the Arkansas Baptist Convention disaster relief team

    -so when a crippling ice storm struck southwest Missouri at the end

       of January, Roger didn’t even have to think twice before he took

       more vacation, grabbed his chainsaw, and headed north

         --after a full week of making a real contribution in the clean-up

             efforts, Roger headed toward his home in Osceola, Arkansas

               ---but the 47-year-old never made it

    -I realize this will sound blasphemous, but sometimes events like

       that make me wonder if God has any common sense

         --why let Roger die?

              ---he had a wife, two daughters, and a granddaughter       

              ---he had a couple more decades of kingdom work to do...it’s

                   not like we’re going to run out of disasters

         --wouldn’t everyone have been better off if God had made one

             of Roger’s tires go flat before the crash?

So that kinda’ puts us in a quandary, of sorts...at least it does for me

  -sometimes, God does step in and do the miracle-thing, but most of

     the times He doesn’t

       --sometimes God does step in, but does it in a way that we don’t

           recognize how His hand is working

       --then there are times when “bad” people get away with murder

       --and sometimes really “good” people suffer more than anybody

  -and all the while people like me stand in front of people like you and

     try tell you with a straight face that God is good and at the same

     time that God is all-powerful

 

Yet, that message is the unmistakable message of the Bible

  -so that means, logically, that one of us is wrong

     --either God’s written Word is in error

     --or me in my cynicism is messed up

 

Before we go any further, let me say in my defense that my thinking is

  much, much more commonplace than you might imagine—and

  that’s true both outside and inside the church

    -ask someone whose child has been killed by a drunk driver...and

       the other driver was not only uninjured, but spent 3 months in jail

    -ask someone whose father has been diagnosed with ALS

    -ask someone who actually pays attention to the unbelievable

       suffering around the world

 

Back to our choice:  one of us must be wrong—either the Bible or me

  -against my natural tendency and pride, I’m going to confess that I

     must be the one in error

       --my heart and mind are fickle, driven by emotion, and always

           lacking the complete truth

       --God, on the other hand, is the very epitome of rock-sold truth

  -the problem is that too often we listen only to our opinion or the

     beliefs of others...and very rarely turn to Scripture, which should

     be the source of how we interpret what’s going on in the world

 

We need to rest on a recurring theme from Scripture...one that we

  know is there, but we assume it applies only to other people

    -so when we face the diagnosis of a terminal illness or get a phone

       call about an accident or are numb with grief...we are left

       suddenly having doubts about the reliability of  His Word

My typical response to this question is that we suffer the

  consequences of our choices...of our sin

    -and that sometimes we suffer because of someone else’s sin

       --that’s the “curse” side of the blessing of free will

    -but I’ve been pulled in a different direction...one I will try to convey

       quickly and clearly...or at least get the discussion started

         --let me warn you, however, that you probably won’t like this...in

             fact, it may make some of you angry

  -but I ask you to hear me out on this one—it’s important...and it’s

     true—whether we like it or not

      

The reason most of us struggle with tragedy like we do is because we

  do not share God’s perspective on death

    -now, before you get up and walk out—please listen for a moment

       --I’m not denying the reality of death or pain

       --I’m not claiming that experiencing deep grief is wrong

    -instead, I want to invite you to look at Scripture through a different

       set of lenses

 

First, we must realize that even “back in Bible times” good people did

  die for doing good things

    -tradition says that 11 of the 12 disciples of Jesus were killed for

       their faith...and the other one, John, was exiled to an island

    -earlier in the service we read about Stephen

       --this is a guy who is described in Acts 6 as being a man full of

           faith and of the Holy Spirit...a man full of God’s grace and

           power...[who] did great wonders and miraculous signs

       --yet he is killed for nothing more than speaking the truth

    -and when Hebrews 11, the great faith chapter, describes the

       unforgettable, triumphant lives of the saints...it ends with a

       blatant honesty that many Christians seem to ignore

         --Hebrews 11:35b-38 à  Others were tortured...Some faced

             jeers and flogging, while still others were chained and put in

             prison.  They were stoned; they were sawed in two; they

             were put to death by the sword.  They went about in

             sheepskins and goatskins, destitute, persecuted and

             mistreated—the world was not worthy of them.  They

             wandered in deserts and mountains and in caves and holes

             in the ground.

    -and we’re thinking, “Gee, that’s not exactly what I signed up for!”

I’m convinced that a large part of our ongoing problem is that we’ve

  bought into the lie that God intends for us to have our best life now

    -I realize you’ve heard me criticize Joel Osteen before, but his

       book is not the problem—his book is only the symptom of a

       disease that has infected American Christianity for so long that

       millions of people can’t even recognize how unbiblical it is

         --too many American Christians are convinced that chasing the

             American Dream is God’s purpose for their lives...and they

             believe that when “the Dream” comes true that must be

             proof God has blessed them

         --it’s not just that the Declaration of Independence has “the

             pursuit of happiness” as a God-given right...or that Madison

             Avenue constantly screams in our ears...the problem is that

             Christians, of all people, have bought into that lie

               ---we’re living so much for the here and now that when

                     death so rudely wakes us up from our version of the  

                     Dream, we demand an explanation from God

    -1 Thessalonians 4:13 à  Brothers, we don’t want you to be

       ignorant about those who fall asleep or to grieve like the rest of

       men, who have no hope.

         --Paul isn’t telling us not to grieve, not to cry...but he’s quite

             clear that, as believers, we do grieve differently—we grieve

             knowing that death is by no means the end

 

Listen to God’s perspective...to how radically different it is from ours

  -Psalm 116:15 à  Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of

     His saints.

       --this verse floored me the I first time read it...I couldn’t believe

           what it was saying

             ---not that death was a part of life...not that death was

                   inevitable...not that death was vile and evil and to be

                   avoided at whatever cost

       --but instead, when we are talking about a follower of Jesus

           Christ, in God’s eyes, death is precious

 

That just naturally goes against our grain, but as believers we must

  allow God’s way of interpreting the world be our perspective on life

  and death...and when we do, we realize several things

    -life is a fragile, precious gift from God

 

    -life on this earth is unbelievably brief...James 4:14 asks à  What

       is your life?   You are a mist that appears for a little while and

       then vanishes.

    -life is lived for God, not for us

       --listen to Paul in the context of this conversation

           ---Read Philippians 1:20-24

                ----Paul knew that being with Christ would be better for him,  

                       but he had long ago surrendered to the fact that his life

                       was not his own

                ----so whether living or dying, his goal was to glorify God

 

This letter was written by Southern Baptist Missionary to Iraq, Karen

   Watson, prior to leaving for the Middle East.  The letter was dated

   March 7, 2003. Karen was killed, along with four other missionaries,

   on March 15, 2004 à 

 

You should only be opening this letter in the event of my death.  When God calls there are no regrets...  I wasn't called to a place.  I was called to Him.  To obey was my objective, to suffer was expected, His glory my reward, His glory my reward...

 

The Missionary Heart:

Care more than some think is wise.

Risk more than some think is safe.

Dream more than some think is practical.

Expect more than some think is possible.

 

I was called not to comfort or success but to obedience….There is no joy outside of knowing Jesus and serving Him.

 

At the risk of being too cliché, there’s an old saying that asks à  Why

  do we celebrate a birth and grieve a death?  Because we’re not the

  person involved.

 

It’s true, sometimes the lions are hungry...but they don’t have the last

  word...we are convinced that death is no longer a dreaded enemy to

  be feared...death is now and forever will be a conquered enemy

 

1 Corinthians 15:12-26, 50-57