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Wednesday, August 8, 2012

Society of the Burning Heart and a Passion For God - The Spiritual Journey of AW Tozer

"I've had a lonely life." This is a statement made by Dr. Aiden W. Tozer not long before he died in 1963, aged 66. The truth is he "kept almost everyone he knew at a personal distance" all his life.[1] It is only by tracing back his heritage that we gain but a glimpse of why he was so distant.

He grew up in the tough mountain territory of Pennsylvania in the foothills of the Alleghenies. His father Jacob was a hard working, uncompromising man, completely estranged to sentimentalism. Although he was always very thankful of his heritage, Aiden shouldered a huge burden for the family from about the age of ten, after a fire tragically burned down the family home. Educationally, the McGuffey Readers played a huge role in the Tozer children's education giving strong, Christian-based, moral direction. The fire that significantly interrupted much of the family dynamic the Tozer's had, was later seen as something that brought good, but only after some major pain of adjustment. The fire marked the end of an era and Aiden was never a boy again.[2]

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Some books are refreshingly spritely in their representation of truth, and Lyle Dorsett's portrayal of the 20th Century prophet, Aiden Wilson Tozer, a.k.a. A.W. Tozer, is abundant in its accuracy and thoroughly researched.[3] This article is based upon, and summarises, Dorsett's book.

Society of the Burning Heart and a Passion For God - The Spiritual Journey of AW Tozer

The "Society of the Burning Heart," and "meeting God in adoring silence" were always what captivated Dr. Tozer. He quintessentially loved his Lord Jesus Christ, first and foremost in his life. Wrapping the mysticism of God with inerrancy of the biblical Word regarding the theology of the Godhead, Tozer was as spiritually fervent and complete a minister anyone could find. Attracted to Christianity when he heard Matthew 11:28-30 preached, he was burdened and weary for Christ and he found an early encourager to invest spiritually from his soon-to-be mother-in-law, a Spirit-filled zealot for worship.[4] This released within him a call of God that would endure faithfully for the next forty five years.

Even though he was called and very soon responded, he and his new wife Ada were caught seriously short by World War I, with Aiden being conscripted in bizarre circumstances that would have proved to be a major test of his calledness. This part of the story is truly bewildering -- an inspiration of faithfulness.[5]

His ordination on 18 August, 1920 was marked for the reason that he did not celebrate with others afterward; he sought "his Saviour in the secret place" preferring to be alone to pray and seek God's face.[6] His Prayer of a Minor Prophet[7] reflects his ardent desire to follow his 'awful, wonderful, entrancing' God. He prays for protection against the "curse of compromise, of imitation, of professionalism." He said in it, "I am a prophet, not a promoter, not a religious manager." He asked for God instead to "drive [him] to the place of prayer." [8]

Notwithstanding the assertion he was one of the most highly regarded pastors of the 20th Century it's ironic that Tozer was "no example of how to do pastoral work."[9] Yet he was a tower for all ministers, youth, and college-aged people he mentored. His teaching and preaching ministry were said to be of the highest class. Young people saw him as an authoritative figure because he lacked ambition and never pushed his own barrow; he was dignified to an inch.

One of the toughest critics of his own 'profession,' he made his share of enemies both in ministry and beyond. He seriously lamented the decay he saw in the then modern-day church and its compromise regarding biblical principles. Dr. Tozer attributed the 'personality boys' penchant for spiritual compromise as 'nervousness,' and too subject to the world.

Tozer's strong points were many. First, he was an anointed lover of the Godhead. He loved Jesus Christ more than anything or anyone. He worshipped him in truth and spent as much as five or six hours a day (his entire morning six days a week) praying and reading the Bible. He was also quite fiercely ecumenical provided other denominations and leaders supported biblical inerrancy and didn't compromise biblical ideals for worldly ones.

He was a voracious reader, powering through more books and authors in a week than some people would in a lifetime. He also read very broadly into the sciences, history, poetry, philosophy, the arts, and ethics, as well as the early Church Fathers, influences in Church history, and theologians. Second-hand bookstores and libraries were frequent haunts. He took literally the wonder of Psalm 8 and believed strongly in learning all he could about creation. The cliché "All truth is God's truth" was no cliché for A.W. Tozer, and "he was every bit as driven" as secular men, but his motives were "to know God and make Him known," not make money.[10] Above all "he became magnificently obsessive about the shaping of the soul into Christlikeness."[11]

Tozer loved children and routinely met with the children in the Sunday School after services instead of fielding plastic platitudes from well-meaning parishioners after his weekly sermons. Many a mother was delighted that their famous pastor sowed into their son's and daughter's lives in this way.

Tozer's prayer life was astonishing in anyone's language. He would pray kneeling or prostrate on the floor often moaning or weeping as he bathed in the Presence each day. Unflinchingly inerrant in his view of Scripture he would use only the Bible in much of his daily reflections and meditation. His prayer life was the major feeder for his preaching as he sought to know the will of God through personal experience rather than write a 'self-made' sermon. He strongly desired to "experience [truth] before proclamation [of it]."[12]

Tozer's not-so-good points were probably surprisingly numerous -- which is a huge encouragement to the rest of us -- in sum, the ill-equipped, which is all of us. He had the gift of discernment, but using this gift often left Tozer depressed, as he lamented destructive influences affecting the Church and individuals. He often warned his associate pastor Raymond McAfee, "If you want to be happy, don't ask for the gift of discernment."[13]

Althought Tozer was capable in the home, he was anything but an affectionate husband and father. None of his children, with the possible exception of his last, Rebecca, could say they enjoyed any real sense of intimacy with their father; Tozer saved his affection for his Lord. On marrying again after Tozer's eventual death in 1963, Ada Tozer said, contrasting husbands, "Aiden loved Jesus Christ, but Leonard Odam loves me."[14] A summarisation of Aiden and Ada's relationship revealed they both lived lonely, emotionally separate lives. Aiden would often travel and preach, leaving Ada behind. Dr. Tozer also never encouraged fraternisation with his family or Ada's and even actively discouraged it; family holidays were also not his thing.[15]

Dr. Tozer, it's already been mentioned, was not a pastoral carer. He was an opinionated prophet, and even could be called separatist at times.[16] He sensed a "sharp spiritual contradiction" between most pastors and believer's heads and hearts; that in fact they were not 'seekers still.' "They seek and find and seek no more," he said. This was a hideous dichotomy for Dr. Tozer, and it irritated him no end. He simultaneously held biblical inerrancy and spiritual experience like no other. He had nothing but "disdain [for ministers] for materialism, consumerism, and worldliness." He freely criticised ministers and churches for any evidence he saw of this.

Far above all, Dr. A.W. Tozer stands out as the prophetic light of the middle 20th Century; his legacy has been felt very personally and indelibly through Chicago, Illinois, and through the surrounding States within the U.S. Dorsett's offering is remarkably well researched and written. It's a book hard to put down. The book is also a resource; I've gone back to it at various stages.

Copyright © 2008, S.J. Wickham. All Rights Reserved Worldwide.

ENDNOTES:
[1] Lyle W. Dorsett, A Passion For God: The Spiritual Journey of A.W. Tozer, (Chicago, Illinois: Moody Publishers, 2008), p. 17.
[2] Ibid, pp. 33-38. Again, Aiden was aged 10 when the fire occurred.
[3] This book is heavily cited.
[4] Ibid, p. 51.
[5] ibid, p. 57.
[6] The full Prayer of a Minor Prophet is widely available and is printed verbatim on pages 65-68 of Dorsett's book.
[7] This work was finally published in the Alliance Weekly in 1950.
[8] Ibid, pp. 65-68.
[9] Ibid, p. 135. This quote is from Rev. Ed J. Maxey who assisted Tozer for two years during the mid-1950s.
[10] Ibid, p. 94.
[11] Ibid, p. 21.
[12] Ibid, p. 136.
[13] Ibid, p. 134.
[14] Ibid, p. 160.
[15] Ibid, p. 143-4. This reference applies to the two previous sentences.
[16] Ibid, p. 138-9.

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Monday, February 13, 2012

Embracing the Journey: My 1st Iron Man Experience

I am very grateful to have had the opportunity to participate in such an amazing event as the Iron Man Triathlon. I truly value living in a free and democratic country that is not only war free but beautiful beyond belief. To have 5000 volunteers for 2500 athletes is phenomenal and I commend the people of Penticton for continuing to do such an outstanding job of hosting this event.

The journey to the starting line of Iron Man Canada in Penticton started about a year ago. I had completed 14 marathons and a handful of ½ Iron Man triathlons but the Iron Man always seemed so mind boggling and apparently out of my reach.

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My Iron Man game plan was to:

Embracing the Journey: My 1st Iron Man Experience

o Hope for the Best

o Plan for the Worst and

o Expect the Unexpected

The biggest obstacle in my mind was the gargantuan task of running a full 26 mile marathon after swimming 2.4 miles and biking 112 miles. How did these people do it? My friend Don Henderson described the marathon in the Iron Man as a more of a "pilgrimage" or journey to the sacred land.

I chose to compete in the Iron Man because I knew it would be a sacred journey into the unknown. I dreamed about completing it ever since I saw Paula Newby Fraser and Mark Allen conquer the course in Kailua Kona, Hawaii in 1992.

1. Hope for the Best:

I recently researched and wrote about two people who recovered from life threatening illnesses. They learned to embrace the journey of recovery and transcended their tragic circumstances. The key for both of these people was to visualize the end result. They practiced visualization daily and saw themselves as healthy and leading happy productive lives. I followed in their foot steps and immediately started visualizing myself at the Iron Man finish line with my arms raised in victory and the crowd cheering loudly.

The obvious next step was to hire a coach and come up with a feasible training schedule.

I did not have to reinvent the wheel in preparing for the race as I hired my friend David Kazakoff a 9 time Iron Man finisher. He wisely gave me my schedule 1 month at a time so I could keep focused and not get too concerned about the rigorous training near the end. The four key components of my training were:

o 1. Balance --the 3 disciplines of swim, bike and run,

o 2. Focus --on the current workout only

o 3. Discovery --Enjoy all of the experiences and embrace this sacred journey

o 4. Fun --There is no point in doing all this training unless you enjoy the experience and have fun. I have observed many triathletes train for the Iron Man with vastly different approaches. My two 2 heroes are Leslie Riva and Lori Allin because they always looked so happy and seemed to love every minute of their training and the race itself. I wanted to be like them!

Plan for the Worst:

I was astutely instructed to prepare for something to go wrong during training sessions and on race day itself. I had my share of challenges including a fickle front derailleur, a rash of 10 flat tires and horrible cycling weather.

The most memorable training day occurred in late July. I was nicely on my way up island for my longest bike ride of the year (180km) when I got two flat tires in a row. I was only mildly annoyed and merrily on my way until I heard the dreaded thump of yet another flat tire. I was out of spare tubes, 70 kilometers away from home and it was about 34 degrees Celsius. Luckily I packed a cell phone and had memorized the local taxi company's number. However, my mouth dropped when the dispatcher said he could not pick me up for another 3 hours! I finally managed to contact my office manager Nancy who graciously saved me from walking home. Needless to say, I have a great respect and appreciation for loyal employees and cell phones.

Sunday August 27, 2006 was race day and I was ready. I was very fortunate and grateful to have the fantastic support of my girlfriend Laurie and her 12 year old son Taylor. They woke up with me at 4:30 and accompanied me to the start line for body marking and pre race preparation. Taylor supported me on my training runs by riding along side on his bike. I always wondered why he was always riding so far in front of me. Later I learned that he was embarrassed with me wearing my purple biking "spanky" pants. He couldn't let his friends see him with me!

When the cannon blasted to start the swim I was very excited along side the other 2500 competitors. I was going to have fun and treat this as just one long day of training. Within the first 300 meters of the swim, I was punched in the nose and kicked in the chin. I also heard a cry of, "get off of me!" I should have followed the swim strategy of the Iron Man triathlon author and expert Ray Fauteux and stayed totally to the left of everybody! However, I remained calm and focused and had a decent swim. As I exited the water, the announcer was boisterously calling out all our names. Before I knew it, I had my wet suit off and navigated my way to the change tent full of naked bodies and wet suits. I found my bike easily and was on the next stage of the journey. The bike ride was absolutely spectacular. The first 60 kilometers through Oliver and Osoyoos was pretty easy and I felt very good.

I had driven the bike course 3 days ago so I knew that the challenging hills started at Richter's pass and continued for another two to three hours. The view going up Richter's pass was absolutely spectacular and I was actually talking to people as I rode along side them. The drafting police were very lenient as it was almost impossible to keep 4 bike lengths behind the other bikers in such a big pack. We had aid stations every 10 miles and I just loved pouring cold water on my face and body! The support of the fans along all parts of the course is totally awesome and I really appreciated Dave, Jennifer and Pheona cheering me on from their vehicle.

Aside: Even though I consumed about 5 bottles of Gatorade on the bike and the run I did not have to pee once! Apparently my body utilized all of these fluids.

The ascent up Yellow Lake reminded me of the Tour de France and I almost expected officials to let us take our helmets off. The winding downhill felt wonderful and I had tears of joy as I saw the view of Penticton and the airport. The bike portion was nearly over and I was pumped full of adrenalin and as high as a kite!

Expect the Unexpected:

I was extremely relieved to get off my bike and into my nice comfortable running shorts. I had a good transition and was fueled up and ready to go. Nothing could stop me now because the run was my strongest event.

However, a funny thing happened just after the 3 mile mark of the run.

I planned on running a mile and then walking through each aid station. But after the 3rd aid station I could not run any more. I was exhausted, depleted and forced to walk. I had 20 miles left, struggling uphill, heading into the wind and it was 33 degrees Celsius! What was I going to do? It was at that point I heard the imaginary voice of my swim coach Malcolm telling me that I had gone out too hard on the bike and had nothing left.

"But honestly, I was holding back!"

I also remembered Paula Newby Fraser telling us that we better have a plan when something like this happened. My new plan was to get some different types of food inside me because I was absolutely sick and disgusted with power gel. I tried many grapes and water but that did not work. My last hope was the special needs station at the half way point. I had placed a container of apricot baby food and a spoon in my special needs bag and I hungrily devoured it; but most importantly my stomach approved. I slowly jogged to the next aid station and discovered oranges. My stomach liked them too! I was becoming stronger and in a few miles I was now able to run at a good pace for a mile at a time! My mood had drastically improved and I was no longer depleted and "supercrabby."

By mile 24, I once again became very fatigued after a nasty uphill. However, I was so close to the finish line I could hear the cheering of the fans. I was going to keep running no matter what!

My legs were aching and my stride was shortened but I was magically pulled along by the cheers from the crowd and the voice of the finish line announcer! It was dark and I had difficulty seeing where I was supposed to run. Then suddenly a familiar voice yelled out my name and gave me a high five. It was Laurie! Her presence and support gave me a sudden burst of energy and it seemed as if I was sprinting to the finish line. I was so close to the finish line when the Gods played one last nasty trick on my fellow competitors and me.

We had to run past the finish line for half a mile, turn around and come back. I was so angry but even more determined not to stop. I made it to the turnaround and ran toward the finish line. The next few minutes reminded me of a near death experience. All I remember was the absolutely magnificent energy from the cheering spectators and the blinding bright lights at the finish line.

All I had to do was keep running to the bright lights and I would be home. The cheering got louder and the lights got brighter. It seemed as if everything was in slow motion as I neared the Holy Grail. Laurie snuck in front of the crowd to give me another high five as I neared the finish line. The announcer screamed out, "Here is your next winner!" I raised my arms in the air victoriously just as I had visualized a thousand times before and I felt the exquisite sensation of my torso pushing through the finish line ribbon!

And then for one brief moment...

Life was perfect.

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Thursday, January 5, 2012

Training For The Iron Man - My Journey

My training for the Iron Man began October 16, 2008. It was a typical day in the Garner house, lounging around on a Sunday afternoon. We were watching Kona Ironman which was the Ironman World Championships, and they were featuring a story on Team Hoyt which was a father son team of Rick and Dick Hoyt. Rick was a challenged athlete from birth, and his father towed him in a raft for 2.4 miles, rode him on the front of the bike for 112 miles, then pushed him through an entire marathon.

Starting Training For The Iron Man

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With tears rolling down my face, I said to myself that I was going to do something like that. With that statement, I really had no intention of training for the iron man, but I intended to learn the three disciplines which were swim, bike, and run. I already had a background in cycling, but the swim and the run were a challenge for me.

Training For The Iron Man - My Journey

I remember going to a local park and run/walking my first mile. Four laps around the perimeter of Duck Samford Park was a full mile, and I remember the day that I was able to complete the full 4 laps. That was a milestone, but I knew I was on my way to completing my first triathlon.

The swim was another challenge that I faced training for the Iron Man. I had a pretty good "lake stroke", but had never had any swim training. The thought of swimming a mile seemed like a daunting task, so I enrolled in the Masters Swim group at Auburn University. The Masters group provided the motivation and the instruction that I needed to train for my first triathlon which was the Olympic triathlon distance at West Point Lake.

My first Olympic distance went off without a hitch and I immediately set my sights on Ironman 70.3 which took place at Ironman Augusta. The Ironman 70.3 triathlon distance is comprised of a 1.2 mile swim, 56 mile bike and half marathon run. For a first attempt at this distance, I would say that it was a challenge, but the swim and the bike were solid.

The "run" provided the primary challenge for me, as it is without a doubt my weakest of the three. Cramps shut me down during the majority of the run. It seems like I would run a hundred or so yards and I could feel my hamstrings knotting up and have to break down to a walk. This went on for the duration, and carried on all the way thru to the finishers chute. If you can imagine Forrest Gump running with his braces on, that is a pretty good picture of how I felt crossing the finish line.

Volume Is Key In Training For The Iron Man

After the 2009 Half Ironman, my sights were set on Ironman Florida 2011. With a couple of shorter races planned for the interim, my primary focus was going to be to train my body to accept the workload of Ironman training. Ironman training is a little different from most other types of race training, because basically you are training your body to manage a workload of 12 to 15 hours.

Volume is the key to preparing the body, and long workouts are the key to getting used to the volume. Typical training days included doing 1 to 2 hours of training in the morning and another session in the afternoon. These weekly workouts were followed by long workouts on the weekends.

In the beginning, I wondered how in the world I would actually be able to put 15 to 20 hours a week into training, but it really became a habit, and when I was not training, I felt as if I should be. It really put a damper on the social life though. All in all, training for the Iron Man proved to be an enjoyable journey.

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