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The Law and the Gospel

September 20, 2018 by Lauren 17 Comments

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My friend Stacey Cartlidge, a licensed professional counselor, wrote this compelling and encouraging piece and graciously agreed to let me post it here.  As you will quickly discern, she is much smarter than me so I could not wait to share this with you.  I would love to hear your thoughts in the comments so we can spur Stacey on and thank her for being a guest blogger here!

 

Deuteronomy 32:48-52 – “The LORD spoke to Moses that very same day, saying, ‘Go up to this mountain of the Abarim, Mount Nebo, which is in the land of Moab opposite Jericho, and look at the land of Canaan, which I am giving to the sons of Israel for a possession. Then die on the mountain where you ascend, and be gathered to your people, as Aaron your brother died on Mount Hor and was gathered to his people, because you broke faith with Me in the midst of the sons of Israel at the waters of Meribah-kadesh, in the wilderness of Zin, because you did not treat me as holy in the midst of the sons of Israel. For you shall see the land at a distance, but you shall not go there, into the land which I am giving the sons of Israel.’”

 

Did you ever think, “Poor Moses! Of all the people entering in to the promise land wouldn’t he deserve to go in the most? Why is he denied entrance because of one sin, when the rest of the people are so much worse than him?” Maybe it’s to show that all of us are equally undeserving, even the people who look like they’ve lived their life for God and done so many good works. That it’s just as much a gift for them as it is for us. And that if we are trusting in our own goodness to get into heaven, even the best of us will fall short.

 

Moses represents the Law. Joshua represents the Savior. Moses led the Israelites to the promised land, but it was Joshua that took them in so that they possessed it.

 

The Law (Moses) can lead us to see our need for forgiveness, it can show us the kingdom of heaven (promised land), but it isn’t our salvation. It can never take us all the way in; it always stops short. The Law says, “You are on the outside but look and see the pleasant beautiful land on the other side.” The Law shows us something better, makes us long for it, and makes us regret our sin and our state of fallenness, but still it just leaves us on the outside looking in.

 

As Moses represents the Law, Joshua is a picture of Christ. Joshua means “The Lord saves” and is the same name in Hebrew as Jesus is in Greek. Joshua/Christ does what the law could never do and takes us in to the promised land. Not the “earned” or “deserved land” but the promised land. The validity of a promise is dependent on the one making the promise, not the one receiving the promise. So fulfillment does not depend on our achievement but God’s execution of His own promise.

 

We need both the Law and Gospel. But so many times we settle for just the Law.

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It’s seductive in a way – in our corrupt nature we look at it as it dangles the good life before us like a prize, if we would only work harder, do more, and be perfect we could have everything we want. But we are better helped if we allow it bring us to grief over our sin, the result of which is humility and surrender to God’s grace.

 

And isn’t John the Baptist sort of like a new testament Moses? He comes first, prepares the way, makes straight the way of the Lord with a message of repentance but he himself can’t save. He proclaims to his disciples, “Behold the Lamb of God!” and the disciples leave John and follow Jesus. The Law says, “You can’t keep it perfectly or even come close. But there is someone who can, and who did. Behold the Lamb of God.” John’s message was simple: “You are sinners. You need a Savior. There He is.”

 

“John testified about Him and cried out, saying, ‘This is He of whom I said, ‘He who comes after me has a higher rank than I, for He existed before me.’ For of His fullness we have all received, and grace upon grace. For the Law was given through Moses; grace and truth were realized through Jesus Christ.” John 1:15-17.

 

Where are you on this journey? Are you outside looking in? Are you fretting and striving to be good enough and hating yourself when you fall short? You can cling to your efforts to earn God’s love and acceptance, but that path leaves you on the outside looking in. You can spend decades, your whole life, in the mud-bog of pride trying desperately to clean yourself up, only to find you are just as covered in mud as you have ever been. Jesus, our Joshua holds open the door and says, “Come in, child.”

 

As Lewis said, “We shall of course be very muddy and tattered children by the time we reach home. But the bathrooms are all ready, the towels put out, and the clean clothes in the airing cupboard. The only fatal think is to lose one’s temper and give it up. It is when we notice the dirt that God is most present in us; it is the very sign of His presence.”

 

Let the Law show you the dirt in your life, but don’t stop there. Let it lead you home to His Joshua heart, where every tear, stain, and bit of mud is washed away in His love and His Grace.

 

 

 

 

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Mrs. Write

September 14, 2018 by Lauren 40 Comments

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I recently chewed on the following question from someone:

“If you knew no one would ever read what you write, would you:

Not write at all

Write a bit less

Write a lot more?”

 

I don’t really know how to answer this.  I do know that the first option – not writing at all – is really no option for me at all.  I have loved writing almost as long as I can remember and my brain just thinks in terms of narrative and analogy and phrasing.

 

Poetry was my first love.  An elementary school assignment helped me discover that rhyming came easy for me.  I composed my first verses about the game of softball.  A ballad along the lines of “Casey at the Bat”.  At 9 years old, it’s what I knew.  And I still have it if you ever need a giggle.  In middle school, I wrote about what I longed to know – middle school boys.  My poems dripped with the weird feelings and angsty emotions I couldn’t really understand.  Impressed by my talents, my girlfriends even requested I write poems for them about the boys THEY liked.  I usually obliged.  I penned a few about my growing devotion for God, too.  But at the risk of sounding falsely righteous, unrequited love remained my favorite topic.

 

I joined the Creative Writing Club in high school (What?  It was cool…ish) and enjoyed assignments for English and Literature classes.  Until my senior year when my Honors English teacher tried to wring every ounce of creative zeal out of my body and leave me out to dry.  I know that sounds dramatic, but I don’t say it lightly.  Both of my parents taught public school in the same district I attended.  They frowned upon complaining about teachers, but sided with me on this one.  After a year of harsh critique and criticism, I burned out and took a break from pen wielding while enjoying all college had to offer (a little too much) and falling in love with my husband.

 

I got pregnant with Shelby during the first year of our marriage and kept a pregnancy journal for her.  During those months, jotting down what I experienced and felt for her reignited my passion for words.  So passionate was I, in fact, about that notebook that I frightened my poor husband to death with a wailing phone call after our new puppy chewed it up.  What can I say?  Pregnancy hormones.

 

As we made plans for me to stay home and care for our first child, we looked for ways to cut costs.  The relatively new, exciting and slow (remember dial-up?) internet offered me a job writing online devotionals for a Christian website.  Unfortunately, these folks were a little ahead of their time.  Not many people did their reading digitally in the year 2000 and the money ran out quickly.  But my first paycheck was the exact amount I owed my OB/GYN after taxes for delivering my baby.  Only God.

 

When we moved to the big city for Shelby’s medical care, a new church family blessed me by using my gift for articles and newsletters in the Women’s Ministry.  A few years later, a charitable organization offered us the opportunity to fund raise for research to benefit Dravet Syndrome in Shelby’s name.  I birthed a blog to help with those efforts called “Shelby’s Fast Feet”.  I wrote about her and this disorder and life as a special needs mom.  That blog became “The Sparks Notes” as I continued to write about Shelby but also felt called to share other details of my life and the ways God moves in it.  And now I continue to write about Jesus and family and friends and all the things here at laurensparks.net.

 

Several of you kind friends have asked me how I’m progressing with my latest passion project – writing a book.  The simple answer is…slow.  I let this frustrate me initially, but I refuse to allow it that power anymore.  The truth is I am a mom and a wife with 2 part time jobs.  And right now writing has to fit around the edges of all that.  And I’m writing about friendship.  So I’m not going to pass on the opportunity to share in fellowship and community with someone else so I can sit at the keyboard.  That defeats the purpose of the message I believe God is whispering through me.  And you know what?  The more time I spend with the material and the more time I spend with the real people, the more He opens my eyes to the incompleteness of the lessons He continues to teach me on community. 

God keeps molding me and writing the story He wants to tell.

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 In Ephesians 4:1 Paul says, “I urge you to live a life worthy of the calling you have received.”  So I keep living, and seeking and loving and typing, while waiting expectantly for the end result, which may be much different than the book I initially flushed out.

 

In the mean time, I write here, knowing that as long as I write to tell other’s about the love of Jesus, I walk in obedience to the call on my life.  So for those of you sweet enough to still be reading, stay tuned.  And if you want to grab coffee or lunch, I’m your girl.  Research, you know 😉

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I love Jesus, my husband and caffeine. The order of these can change depending on how tired I am. When my two daughters, stepson, and 4 grandchildren get to be too much, I practice yoga. God graciously allows me to share our adventures, victories and flub-ups from my laptop. May He be glorified here.
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