the corinthians

Ever noticed how in our younger student years we gravitate towards the issues and debates which surround 1 Corinthians? They really heat us up as we identify in various ways with the grocery-like list of church-problems which these pages contain…

Then after life is lived for awhile, the ups and downs of ministry experienced, 2 Corinthians comes into focus as a close companion with understanding and empathy for the situations we face as we live for Jesus in this world.

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the art of unpacking

After a childhood in India, a theological training in the USA and a pastoral ministry in Southland (New Zealand), I spent twenty years in theological education in New Zealand — first at Laidlaw College and then at Carey Baptist College, where I served as principal. In 2009 I began working with Langham Partnership and since 2013 I have been the Programme Director (Langham Preaching). Through it all I've cherished the experience of the 'gracious hand of God upon me' and I've relished the opportunity to 'unpack', or exegete, all that I encounter in my walk through life with Jesus.

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  1. Mark Maffey on November 24, 2009 at 3:28 pm

    I find myself gravitating to 2 Cor 4 vs 7-9 – especially at this time of the year – it is timely to recognise that apart from God we can do nothing – we need to be malleable in the potter's hands -poem below

    2 Corinthians 4 vs. 7-9 We Have This Treasure in Earthen Vessels

    But we have this treasure in earthen vessels
    That the excellence of the power may be of God and not of us
    At times we struggle with life, with its ups and downs we wrestle
    We get wrapped up in the stress of every day life, over it we fuss
    In the midst of this we need to turn to Jesus and in him nestle
    It’s not for us to do things in our own strength, to God second guess
    We need to allow God to shape us, to us be the mortar, him the pestle
    Open so God may mold and shape us, our lives be in God and not of us

    We are hard pressed on every side, yet not crushed, we are perplexed
    But not in despair, persecuted but not forsaken, struck down but not destroyed
    For in these things God can build our character, of this I am convinced
    That as we open ourselves to him, his Spirit in our lives can be employed
    Seek first his Kingdom and his righteousness, of his love he will us remind
    For he to us gives good gifts, and a spirit of power, love, and a sound mind.

    Mark Maffey, August 2007
    (NKJV)

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