THE GIFT THAT RETURNED

Thank be unto God for His
unspeakable Gift.
II Corinthians 9:15

It was the summer before Christmas. I was 8 years old and had already started nagging my parents about wanting a bicycle. I didn't care if I got one for Labor Day, Veteran's Day or Christmas day. The kids in my neighborhood all had bikes. If I ever rode one, one of those kids had to let me ride up and own our block a couple of times on their own bike. I was good on a bike, knew how to balance well and work the brakes. I had taken to bike riding the minute I got on one mostly because I had spent so much time on a scooter.

Mother assured me that they just didn't have the money for a bike. Within a few days somewhere in the month of July, she took me to a lady's house, a friend who had lived near my Dad's mother. The lady had a bike Mother wanted me to try for size. It was a little big but I was taller for my age and had long enough legs to make it work. Mother assured me that even though there was no money for a bike, that gave her an idea as to the size I would need.

Christmas day came, and there by our Charlie Brown Christmas tree was parked a beautiful bright red bicycle. As nature would have it, it was a day with snow up to my knees so the ride on the first bike would have to wait. It did give me a lot of time, however, to really give my new bike a good looking over. The paint was fresh....I could tell from the smell of it. I also noticed a couple of little nicks on the handle bars. Looking at the back bottom of the frame was a dig in the metal where the pedal would strike and make a click sound. It was THAT bike I had tried in July. I learned later that my dad had a friend in a body shop paint the bike. It was gorgeous. I don't know of anything in my young life I enjoyed any more than that bike. Even through junior high and high school, I rode that bike all over town, out to the city lake and wherever else I could find to ride. My red bike days, however, came to an end when I went to college, never to return to the family home to live again.

One job I had out of college was for a year at a nearby children's home as a cottage supervisor of girls of varied ages. We tried to do many of the things any family would do. I noticed two or three racks of bicycles near the main building and decided one fall day for me and the girls to venture to a nearby park for a bike ride. I got everyone fixed on a bike their size and then just grabbed one for myself. I led the group and an assistant brought up the back of our group.

As we were riding along, I was suddenly aware of a “click....click....click” sound as I pedaled along. Glancing down, there it was...the small groove in the frame from years of the pedal hitting the frame. I then looked at the handle bars and sure enough, the old familiar nicks were there. I finally noticed the well worn, rusted in places fenders with very little red paint on them. I was, 15 or 16 years later, riding again my precious bike. It was the worse for wear but it still in it's own loving way with every click that we (my bike and I) were again cruising along as if no one else were in the world in those moments. I learned later that my Mother had given the bike to the children's home, but just hadn't thought to tell me anything about it.

We have a lot of Christmas memories in the years we have lived. Gifts have come and gone but many folks have hung onto a few precious things. We may never know, however, where some of those things have gone. Perhaps some things fell into hands that appreciated used things. We'll never know where those things have gone or if they still exist. Memories of those Christmas's have come and gone with fond thoughts. Every now and then, though, some little something might pop up whether found in an attic, trunk or box in a garage or perhaps on a distant bike rack

However, we, today are remembering a Gift that never gets lost. We have accepted Jesus as our own personal Savior He isn't something that gets lost with the years. He never becomes just a memory although we have fond memories of Him. He doesn't disappear for 16 years and then shows up again. He is a Gift once received, that takes up residence through His Holy Spirit in us. As much as we may at times shove our precious gift into the background of our lives, He waits patiently for us to come to our senses. He's not a memorable scratch on handlebars or a click in metal but has His ways of stirring in us the most precious of memories of sweet times with Him we can never ignore or forget.

We may get a little upset with folks who refuse to say, “Merry Christmas” during this season but what are we really doing to acknowledge not just a baby coming from Heaven. We revere everything He has been and continues to be in our lives. He is our King of Kings and Lords and He is and will reign forever and forever. Jesus is our Gift, now and into eternity.

Father, we can't thank You enough for the precious Gift of Jesus You sent to us so long ago. You had promised this precious gift and You always fulfill Your promises. Thank You Jesus for being in our lives every day and not just one day in the year. In Your precious name..Amen

OUR HIDING PLACE

Thou art my hiding place; thou shalt
preserve me from trouble;
thou shalt compass me about
with songs of deliverance. Selah
Psalm 32:7
Thou art my hiding place and my
shield: I hope in thy word.
Psalm 119:114

Last week, I spoke of Corrie ten Boom and her wonderful influence her remaining days after having spent time in a Nazi concentration camp during World War II. I referred to the two above verses in my writing about her. These verses brought to mind some things that bear some thought along those lines.

Maybe you were like me when growing up, I loved making tents in the house with quilts and kitchen chairs. Made other tents out in the back yard when the weather was nice. I even had some places I referred to as my hide outs where no one would know where I was. In younger days, we had a coal shed in our back yard. No one ever went into the coal shed except in the evening when my Dad would go there to fill up the coal bucket. I loved the coal shed...even learned to like crunching on coal. Later in another house we had a basement and found ways to be incognito there even though my Mother knew better.

For a time, behind our house, there was a small field with tall growing weeds. In the Fall and Winter, they would dry and “hideouts” could be made in such a way too lengthy to explain for the time being. It was all a part of my childhood days, days of pretense, the fun of feeling I had hiding places. There really wasn't anything to hide from, but it was fun.

After growing up, there are times when adults would like to find hiding places from the cares of the world. Some would like to hide from bill collectors, troublesome neighbors, physical conditions, phone solicitors, criminal threats, and any other troublesome cares or problems. Corrie ten Boom knew what it was to live from day to day, with very little food, filth, death all around, physical abuse and always living with the threat of death either by shooting or in the gas chambers. For her, there was no place to hide, privacy never available.

The above Scriptures above give us an option we don't think of or take advantage of. The key to the hiding place the Psalmist is talking about is the Word. The hiding place itself is not a particular physical location. With the Father as our hiding place, location means nothing for He is with us everywhere, anytime. We can run to Him, to that intimate place in Him we have developed through a surrendered and deeply abiding relationship.

In our hiding place, we shut out the world. It may mean getting apart for a time where it is quiet. When I used to visit my Mother, I would daily drive either to our city park or the local cemetery just to read the Word and shut things out. I can do this at home or drive into the mountains. The place ceases to be important if my heart isn't prepared to meet my Lord wherever.

Our verses tell us some advantages of being in our hiding place with God

*preserves from trouble
*surrounds me with songs of deliverance
*shields me
All this as we hope in His Word.

I hasten to add that it doesn't mean we will never have a crisis or problem. It does mean no matter our concern, we have a place to run to for comfort and assurance of God's functioning on our behalf. As I read Corrine's story, I saw how in the worst of times, she would speak God's Word either to herself or to others. To do that, it meant she had spent hours in the Word leaning it and claiming it. I again say the key to our hiding place is the Word.

We're in the middle of holiday seasons. God is often left on the fringes of our lives. We should know by now that no matter the days, heartaches and troubles still come our way. It could be one of our written invitations coming from our “Hiding Place” could be:

Come unto me, all ye that labor and
are heavy laden, and I will give
you rest.
Take my yoke upon you, and learn
of me; for I am meek and lowly
in heart: and ye shall find rest
unto your souls.
Matthew 11:28,29

Father, I'm so grateful You are my hiding place and can run to You where I can hide myself in you knowing You comfort and give me a time of rest because You are my security, nothing I have is mine but from You and You will always work for my well being. I love You. In Jesus' precious name....Amen

CAPTIVE FOR CHRIST

Thou art my hiding place; thou shalt
preserve me from trouble;
thou shalt compass me about
with songs of deliverance. Selah
Psalm 32:7
Thou art my hiding place and my
shield: I hope in thy word.
Psalm 119:114

Other than the Word of God, there are two writers who are spiritual heroes of mine. One is A. W. Tozer. He is a former pastor, now in Heaven, who really preached and wrote the Word without hesitation, to the point without hesitation. I read his books over and over again and still learn from him every time I delve into one of his books. The other favorite of mine without a doubt is Corrie Ten Boom, a lovely Dutch lady, a Christian with depth beyond telling who spent too much time in a German concentration camp custody.

I have a film of her adult life with her sister and father, entitled A Hiding Place showing the dedication of this family in hiding Jews in their home and vicinity from the Nazi's during World War II. It is amazing the lengths those three people went through to protect “God's people” as Corrie's father spoke of them. During their time of protecting people, they were probably responsible for keeping at least 80 people from death or death camps. People came and went from their home as needed but all along, no matter who came into his home, Papa Ten Boom shared Jesus with every person in their home. One of his favorite Scriptures was Psalm 91, a favorite of mine. A treacherous neighbor turned this family in to the Nazi's and the three Ten Boom's were arrested. Papa lived only a week or ten days while Corrie and Betsie were sent to the horrible prison camps.

I write right now because of being so convicted as I have read again Corrie's book, A Prisoner and Yet... This book is Corrie's writings that speaks to she and her sister's death camp days. My conviction comes from the fact that I am a spoiled brat Christian compared to Corrie and all she and Betsie lived through, yet with strong faith and reliance upon Jesus for every single need...ladies of praise to the Lord no matter how horrible their circumstances and treatment.

Some things they experienced were:

Bunks 30 inches wide where five women were expected to sleep together.
Standing in freezing weather for morning count sometimes for hours.
Could only go to the hospital if one had a temperature of 104.5 or more.
Turnips in broth was the daily fare.
Each had a blanket that was usually lice infested.
Women could be called for inspection with no notice but often in the nude.
Work was assigned to women prisoners from knitting to building roads.
Clothing in the beginning was a thin dress with an undershirt and torn up shoes.

There were beatings, mistreatment of various types not just from the Nazi's, but even from other captives. Corrie doesn't claim to never know times of distress, fright and even depression. She was in her 50's during this time so everything affected her physically in so many negative ways.

In it all, Corrie, despite Betsie's death in the camp hospital, kept her focus and faith in God. Her prayer life was strengthened as was her influence for the Lord. Sunday's she taught God's Word sometimes 4-5 times a day in her barracks. She ministered to ladies who were in deep distress often giving up what little food she had for someone else in need of it. What was so amazing to me was her recall of Scripture. She had been raised in a home with a father who taught his children God's Word on a daily basis. Her recall of Scripture was always appropriate speaking to a need, recalling verses of praise where she would praise God for the littlest of favors she received. She learned to be grateful for the smallest of things, like a slice of potato on a small piece of bread, blue skies, stars at night, flowers, the voice of a child singing.

In my reading, I look at my life and at Corries. I have to ask myself some question:

Do I have a grateful spirit for God's blessings in my life?
How often do I have a spirit of praise for the big and little things God has given me?
How well do I know the Word of God should I ever be where a Bible isn't available?
What is my prayer life like? Am I comfortable talking to my Father about everything?
Could I be strong under the same circumstances as Corrie had to endure?
Even now, how upset do I become with the least inconvenience in my life?

That last question bothered me even more as there are times I've been very upset when things don't go my way. We live in days right now where we may very well be called on to take stands for Jesus that can bring us persecution. Am I ready should that happen? Are we ready to endure Satan's mistreatment with a Godly spirit? We need to women of prayer, hours spent in the Scripture, and we'd better be looking at our lives with all the possessions and blessings that are ours comparing them with where our focus should be...on Jesus who is with us despite the positive or negatives life brings us.

Father, thank You for Your goodness in my life and forgive my ingratitude for blessing me in so many ways. I understand all I own is temporary and my relationship with You should be my priority. Help me to spend more time with You in prayer and in Your Word. Thank You for the good examples I have from whom I have learned so much. I love you...Amen

MAKE A PLAN

For I know the thoughts that I think
toward you, saith the Lord, thoughts
of peace, and not of evil, to give
you an expected end.
Jeremiah 29:11

Just think of all the things for which we make plans. Some of our planning requires extensive thought and action such as for weddings, extensive trips, family reunions, wedding or baby showers and even funerals. Some planning may not be quite as detailed such as grocery lists or to-do lists.

Even churches make extensive plans. There are choir cantatas, children's choir programs, Bible conferences, Teacher trainings, Discipleship trainings, VBS and on it goes. We are perhaps encouraged on an individual basis be a part of a personal Bible reading program which takes some planning on our part. Some churches organize days of prayer where members are encouraged to sign up for specific times they will take part in such special times.

Like it or not, we seem to be always planning something and plans can be very good. We get more accomplished when we make plans and carry them out. In my thinking about planning, which I think we tend to do as we approach an upcoming new year, something dawned on me a couple of weeks ago. I'm really ashamed to admit to it, but maybe some of my readers would have to admit to the conclusion I arrived at. In my 70 something years, I've never made a deliberate personal plan for spiritual growth in my own life. Let me explain.

I've taken part in prayer programs at a church, have been a part of a yearly read through the Bible and have tried to actively serve the Lord through my church and outside of it as well. I've had the church prayer lists, suggested Bible readings for the week found in some church bulletins and have worked on my Sunday school lessons. Boy, all of that sounds impressive but most of those things had to do with prompting by or participation with others. I feel I've often been as much a part of peer pressure as any teenagers who are accused of such.

At first, I thought of having a personal plan...my own plan...for my own spiritual growth. I appreciate the testimonies of great saints who have prayed at least six hours a day and some who read their Bibles through 6 times a year. We can learn and be enouraged by such folks but not to the point of trying to copy all we admiringly listen to. But God views you and me on a very individual basis. He knows what will and will not work for us in our spiritual growth. With three children in our home, I learned quickly that no two of them grew at the same rate of speed, liked all the same foods, or related to their parents in the same way. I didn't expect such...it would have seemed weird. One summer when our son was very young, I think we had to get new shoes for him 2 or 3 times. That doesn't mean we took the girls and did the same for them when it wasn't required.

Soooo, I'm in the process with my Father's help to think through a personal plan that works for me. I'm excited about it because I so long for a personal intimacy with my Father and He longs for that as well. I's weary of approaching this intimacy in a mechanical way. There's nothing intimate about anything mechanical. I'm tired of following Step 1, 2 and 3. It may mean doing some things the same or in a different way.

One thing that was a wonderful new thing for me starting in May was writing out Scripture. A wonderful friend of mine showed me this without her realizing it. I went to a computer app at www.swtblessings.com where one can find monthly day-by-day schedules that can be printed out. I bought a cheap notebook and follow the daily guidance of what I should write. This slows me down as I write the Scripture that is usually no more than 3-4 verses at a time and it pushes me to concentrate more on the Scriptures.

I have time in the Scriptures that personally fits me. I've started at least once a month to read just the red letters of the Gospels to hear Jesus' voice. That's such a blessing. If I am teaching, I spend sufficient time for study, but that isn't my main reading. I have for years loved reading five Psalms each day. I use the chapter pattern: 1-31-61-91-121 where I add 30 to the initial date. I reserve Psalm 119 for the 31^st.

Just recently, I went to Wal-Mart and purchased a nice small Bible for $5.00 that has big print. I am using this Bible for my personal reading, making not one single underline or mark in it. Such markings are reserved for my teaching Bibles. This way, when I open my Bible, there is nothing to catch my eye and distract me. God can speak and I can hear Him in a more personal way. I am loving reading in this Bible as it seems to speak so clearly with nothing to distract. The Holy Spirit has full reign to speak to me wherever I am reading at the time.

Another thing I'm beginning to do is writing out my prayers. This too keeps my mind from wandering and right on what I want to say to God. It will also serve as a reminder as to what and who I have prayed for, not just praying a one-shot prayer for someone. I can express my praise to Him this way. It doesn't mean I'll never pray aloud but this writing again holds my attention where it should be.

I'm just sharing some things I have planned, that aren't mechanical, but that fits me right now at this stage of my physical and spiritual life. I may do some of these things at different times of day or not. However, you shouldn't do anything I am doing unless it fits you. Think about things you do in order to build relationships in your life. You can come up with your own plan. I am just suggesting that we all make as much of a plan to be spiritual as we would in planning a grocery list. Our Father deserves no less.

Father, I love You and long for a closer relationship with You. If I feel any distance from you, it is totally my fault. I long for a renewed intimacy in our relationship. I pray Your Spirit will guide me in this personal endeavor. I love you...In Jesus' precious name...Amen

HOLIDAY SLUMPS

Brethren, I count not myself to have
apprehended: but this one thing I do,
forgetting those things which are behind,
and reaching forth unto those things
which are before.
I press toward the mark for the prize of the
high calling of God in Christ Jesus.
Philippians 3:13,14

Like it or not, we are now in the season of spiritual slumping. We are bombarded on every side with all things seasonal. Folks didn't even get their turkey's with dressing put in the oven but what Christmas carols were being heard on television stations, merchants appeals for our money and even church activities are in high gear with programs, parties and like things. We may not bomb out too much after Thanksgiving, other than having miserable after shocks to our digestive systems...BUT...Christmas is just around the corner. Many folks ate their Thanksgiving meals with Christmas decorations already adorning their houses inside and out. However, when Christmas is done and over, what is left but trips to stores to exchange unwanted items or purchasing someone else's unwanted items put on sale. Post Christmas is a real let down for many people including Christians. We Christians will have a problem facing a seasonal spiritual slump unless we get a grip on what is really important in it all.

No one likes to admit they go through a slump time in their spiritual walk, but it does happen. The most important thing to consider when such a problem arises is if and when we go through such slumps, we recognize it isn't in any way of God's doing. A lady several years ago said that she didn't know what to do as she just didn't feel close to God at that particular time. My question to her was: “Who moved?” She looked at me in total shock that I would ask such a thing and yet admitted it was a reality check for her.

So often, I wonder despite all of the promises of God in Scripture, how He can put up with me at times. I can be so up and down at times, spiritually speaking, but God is so precious in the patience He shows me that I know comes from nothing but a very deep love He has for me. I cling to that love...count on it, because I know how very inconsistent I can be. I've come, though, to think through reasons that could be the cause for such slumps in any of our lives. It may sound very shallow but there can be things that affect our feelings and moods, even our spiritual temperature. May I suggest a few, such as:

Health problems...yours or someone dear to you
Financial difficulties
Weather...hot, cold, storms, snow, etc.
After a high spiritual experience...when you've been on the mountain, Satan awaits you in the valley when you come down.
Change in spiritual routine...Bible reading, prayer, church attendance
Conflicts of any sort

In it all, we have an underlying sense of guilt because of our inattentiveness toward our Heavenly Father who continues to be so patient with us. So how do we break out of this ebbing of spiritual desire that we may experience especially during holiday times. I can recall hearing any number of college athletic coaches after losing an important game being badgered by some TV network person as to the whys of a loss. No matter the sport, I have heard the same reply from many football or basketball coaches. They say, “We have to review our mistakes and get back to the fundamentals of the game.”

A slump doesn't mean a person isn't saved. Satan would love to get someone on that bandwagon of his. We must be aware that Satan always waits in the wings for when we go through our slumps. He loves when we doubt and question ourselves hoping it will lead to our doubting and questioning God.

Oh that we might recognize that EVERY day can be an exciting time with Jesus in our lives. With Him, every day is a holiday because of what He should mean in our lives. Plan some personal activity that is spiritual in nature after the dust has settled form the holidays. Purchase a new encouraging book to read in January. Send some nice cards to friends who may need an encouraging word. Create something...learn a new skill. Have some things to look forward to with the same anticipation you faced holiday times.

Nothing can compare with time spent with the Lord. We can come up with all types of activity but there is no short cut to becoming the spiritual person we need to be in greeting a new year.

Father, help me keep my focus on You, Jesus and Your sweet Spirit. I don't want the culture to dominate my mind. I want your mind in all things in my life. Only through Your power can it be so. I love you....Amen

Up Front With God

Humble yourselves therefore under

the might hand of God, that He might

exalt you in due time:

casting all your care upon Him;

for He careth for you.

I Peter 5:7

You may have heard a friend say of a teenage daughter, “My child tells me everything.” You may have heard such a comment. Hopefully you haven't been guilty of saying something like that. It's a statement for those who hear it, to choke on. That may be the way it is in the early growth years of a daughter/son where there is a more open relationship with a child, but when the “mean teens” set in, they become more and more private. It doesn't necessarily mean they have anything to hide. It's just a part of the growing up process. I will hasten to add that most moms I've known going through those teen years with a child are not stupid and probably know more about the goings on of their children than children know.

If someone had asked me if my two daughters told me everything going on in their lives, I would have been quick to say, “I certainly hope not.” If someone were to ask me, “Do you tell your husband everything?” Again, I would have to replied, “Mercy no.” Think how time consuming that would be when there are more important things to talk about other than a hangnail or spilled soup.

There is something from my stand point that I would also have to say... “I don't even tell God everything.” That statement may seem an odd one for a Christian to make. If I ever had the nerve to say it to someone even on impulse, I would have to recoil in shame. I don't even like the ring of that statement, but I'm afraid that so often it is true. There were things in the growing up years of our children that I enjoyed watching them at play or listening to their interactions and conversations, even in times of disagreement. There were so many things they didn't have to tell me. I was around them, and I had heard or seen them in action. In fact, much as they might disagree, I knew them better than they knew themselves. Some things they didn't have to tell me because in a parental way, I already knew. Guess what? Despite those things I already knew, I still loved it when they chose to tell me about those things I already knew. I didn't tell them I was already privy to their information, but just enjoyed listening to them share with me.

Can we be serious for a moment about this thing of being up front with God. I'm afraid at times, we don't share fully with God because we feel He already knows everything about us anyway. Other times, we may not share with Him those things we don't want Him to know. Sounds a little silly on our part. We have to know by now because of God's promise to be with us at all times, never leaving or forsaking us...even to the point of His holding us in the palm of His hand.. that He knows absolutely EVERTHING about us before we can tell Him ANYTHING. God knows the number of the hairs on our heads. That's pretty precise.

When God created Adam and Eve, He was seeking fellowship. He created everything, preparing it with those two people in mind. He loved those days when he met with them in in the garden where they shared and had times of fellowship. God didn't create robots. He wanted people with a mind and the ability to make choices. He wanted them to always choose to be with Him...walking and talking in that beautiful garden. That couple had it all. Viewing the scene, we can't believe anything could happen to that fellowship.

All was well, BUT THEN...remember that thing of “choice.” We know what happened and nothing would ever again be the same. Adam and Eve hid and to this day, oddly speaking, we seem to feel we can do the same thing...hide from God. We're smart enough to know that God sees and hears everything, but we still shy away from sharing our thoughts with Him.
 

Why do we avoid being transparent with God. One reason could be that we just aren't people of prayer, unless an emergency comes up. Maybe something in our lives is too bad to even tell God, if that's possible. It must sadden our Father though when all we can share with Him are the good things in our lives. I loved when my children shared positive things with me as well as negative ones. God our Father wants to be a personal and vital part of our lives no matter what is going on. We must regard our Father as a vital part of our everyday living, sharing the good, bad and ugly with Him. He would much rather hear everything from us personally than getting things second handed.

Father, forgive me for leaving you out of so many things in my life, even though You know everything that's going on anyway. I pray for such a closeness with You that I'll want to share everything with You. I praise You for who You are in my life. In Jesus' name....Amen

The POWER of Words

In the beginning was the Word,
and the Word was with God,
and the Word was God.
John 1:1

We have all probably heard at times how words can heal or hurt. Can't say I fully understood the meaning of a statement like that until adult years. I can't remember even in school while growing up the effects of bullying like many school young people speak of today. There are teens we've read of who have committed suicide because of the bullying comments made to them through time, reducing the affected young person to feel totally worthless. Adults aren't exempt from speaking unkindness to others so bullies in their youth can't be singled out. Adults often know how to reduce a person to tears even when seeming to be kind, perhaps even with a kind smile on on their faces.

There are those folks, however, who just have the knack of being encouraging and uplifting in conversation maybe when they don't even realize it. I have known some people who don't even claim the name of Christ who are kind and encouraging beyond words. Shame on we believers if most of the words we speak are negative in nature. I read an anonymous comment I found holds great truth: “One kind word can change someone's entire day.” There are numerous times I have experienced this when I received a kind word from a nurse, friend, pastor, cashier or others. I'm not talking about phony compliments. Most of us recognize those once said. Our kind words should be words of truth and uplifting at the same time.

Words are meant to communicate. Words are most commonly used in conversation. However, the are words that are sung and words we read using many sources. One of the most important thing we ever learn in life is to read.

Words change things. Words can declare wars or words can bring about peace. Words can make or break a business deal. Words can break up marriages or destroy childhoods. Words can lead others to a saving knowledge of Christ or can turn others away from becoming believers. Words can divide churches or countries. However, words can heal on a personal level or when shared with foreign country leaders. Words can stop the dropping of a bomb and bring relief to those in dire straits because of horrible circumstances. Such can bring health to the soul of another and strengthen the spirit of another.

Our opening verse speaks of the “Word.” In this verse, it is Jesus who is referred to as the Word. In reality, Jesus as the Word became God's communication of Himself to us. Sounds too simple doesn't it and yet as we read, especially in the Gospels and Jesus' use of words, we see perfect examples for us in our own use of words. Some examples of Jesus' words are:

Samaritan Woman: exposed her for her lifestyle while tender leading her to belief

Nicodemus: Uncompromising words of salvation to this man of elite standing

Peter: despite his betrayal, with words later brought Peter back to a restored relationship

Judas: At the betrayal, Jesus simply asked: “Friend wherefore art thou come?”

One place where Jesus really amazed folks was in Luke 4 where he read words of prophecyof Himself from Isaiah 61. As he finished reading, we read in verse 22:

And all bare him witness, and wondered
at the gracious words which proceeded
out of His mouth...

Words of graciousness...oh that we might learn from Him.

Not only was/is Jesus the revelation of God as God's own Word to us, but you and I often refer to our Bibles as “the Word.” Again, God has revealed Himself through that precious book most of us have multiple copies of. Persecution of every sort has been meted out in order for you and me to own even one copy of the Bible. It's an extraordinary book few of us take full advantage of. How are we ever going to know the heart of God without this precious document? In the Old Testament we not only catch a glimpse of our spiritual heritage historically but we also see throughout God's character, integrity, live and desire for our right living. The New Testament fulfills the Old and gives us so much more.

One of the most important thing we can give ourselves to is learning more about THE Word (Jesus) from the Word (Bible). About twice a year and sometimes more, I love to go to the Gospels and read nothing but Jesus words that are usually red lettered. This takes from me all of the scenery, people, etc. I just heard His words and am blessed, encouraged, corrected and loved above all expectation or deserving.

I hope you are in a church setting where the Word (Jesus) is spoken of often by name and the Word (Bible) is preached with accuracy, no manipulation, love and with a sincere desire to make Jesus known in the fullest of truth. If you aren't getting that where you are, you need to be where the Word in every form is honored and exalted without human interference with the leading of the Holy Spirit.


Sometime, take your Bible and just hold it to yourself as an act of awesome appreciation for this special blessing of God's personal words to us.

Dear Father, we too often take for granted the precious book, the Bible, that we own. Some may go days without reading it but the words in it equip us to be people of that Word who speak words to other that please You. Thank You for Jesus, Your Word to us....Amen

TWICE ADOPTED

For as many as are led by the
Spirit of God, they are the sons of God.
For ye have not received the spirit
of bondage again to fear; but
ye have received the Spirit of
adoption, whereby we cry, Abba, Father.
Romans 8:14,15

November is National Adoption Month and it's interesting that our Jennie's birthday falls in this month because by law she is adopted but by the love of her mom and dad, it was only a procedure that made her ours officially. We had her in our care for two months when we had to make a visit to an adoption court in a nearby city. When arriving, we found the court room to be quite different from most. It was a cheerful and non-threatening court room. The judge looked very much like a sweet grandfather in his black robe. To our right was a huge wall of glass. Through that glass wall we saw a huge children's room. There were cribs, play pens, changing tables, toy boxes, small tables and chairs along with an array of rocking chairs. Children of all ages could be seen with their soon to be forever parents.

Our adoption would not be made final that day but we had to be there in order to get legal custody of Jennie for our lawyer to get all of our legal necessities going. We joined those folks until our name was called. We went through the glass doors and stood before the judge's bench. He was very kind, asked the circumstances of Jennie coming into our lives and paying close attention to her where she was cuddled up, face in my neck, sound asleep.

He admonished us regarding Jennie's rights as an adopted child. She was to have every kind of care any child would be given. We were to see to her education and rearing to be a good citizen. He also added that she had the same rights to an inheritance as any other child would have in a family. We agreed to all she would need from us.

The judge then turned his attention to Jennie who was still sleeping in her pretty new yellow dress a friend had purchased for that special day. The judge suddenly said, “Jennie, do you want to go home and live with these folks who have promised to be your parents.” It was funny because just at that moment, she let out one of those baby sighs that he could clearly hear. He smiled and said, “That's good enough for me, Jennie” and he signed the custody papers on the spot.

From that day, Jennie has been our girl. I don't think we ever made a big deal about her being adopted. It was just a free subject with no mystery. The same was true when our other two came along. Adoption was no big deal except for us, her parents. She was one of the prettiest little girls ever. A modeling agency wanted her under contract but we said no because that just wasn't the direction we wanted for her. She's always had a tender heart and yes, she's had her challenges off and on but most kids do, but she has a heart as big as she is and would do anything for anyone.

Adoption isn't for sissy's as anyone who has been through the process can know. Someone asked me what was the hardest pregnancy I went through. I quickly said that it was with our first. That was puzzling to the questioner but we who have walked the road know what all is involved. We wouldn't turn back, but the labor is a totally different experience.

It dawned on me a few days ago that Jennie is the only one in our immediate family who will know what it is to be adopted twice. The above verses should give a hint as to what I mean by that. All three of our children said “Dad” before they said, “Mom.” I understand for a very little one that Dad is easier to say but that's the way it was. When Jennie first said “Dad”, the say will come when she will also say, “Abba” referring to her Heavenly “Papa.” In both instances, she has that privilege because of being adopted...twice.

We live in a world where there are too many to count who don't know Jesus as Savior, who at this point will not know anything about their spiritual adoption until they accept Jesus' offer of that priceless gift of salvation. When they do, their adoption process is well on the way to be completed when they one day meet in person, their Heavenly Father...their Abba Pappa. What a wonderful day that will be for us all who are already His children...by Adoption because of Jesus' gift of salvation.

What do your spiritual adoption papers look like? Are they signed, sealed and delivered with the stamp of the Holy Spirit on them? Without the Spirits stamp on our lives, our adoption is far from valid.

Thank You Father for Jesus who through Him provided this gift of salvation I enjoy and couldn't do without. I'm grateful You have adopted me and that we have a bond no one of this world can know other than those who like me have become your children. In Jesus precious name....Amen

LIVE IN THE MOMENT

And God said unto Moses,
I AM THAT I AM:
and he said, Thus shalt
thou say unto the children
of Israel,
I AM hath sent me unto you.
Exodus 3:14

The title of this blog came to me recently through a casual comment someone made. In observing folks through recent years, I'm seeing we are a generation that either tends to look back pondering our history whether it was positive or negative, or much of our generation is living for the future.

There isn't a therapist on earth capable enough in their profession to tackle past issues of most of us. All of us have issues from our own histories back to childhood to the present that haven't been pleasant or encouraging. Then we see the ads on TV about the necessity of planning our futures...savings plans, insurance policies of every kind, retirement financial planning and that doesn't include our calendars. Our calendars remind us of coming events, many necessary to see to such as medical and dental appointments, holiday events, birthdays, etc.

In it all whether past events or future ones, what gets lost for most of us is “right now”...”this moment.” In the book of Exodus when God placed His call on Moses' life, Moses was concerned regarding how he would approach Pharaoh, for who was he to relay any message to him. God reminded Moses that he wasn't going on his own standing, but with the backing of God Himself. God could have stated who He was in any way such as we see in Hebrews 13:8: “Jesus Christ, the same yesterday, and today, and forever.” That is valuable information for us that gives us a real sense of security as we view the consistency and constancy of Jesus.

In that moment, for Moses, he needed to hear from God that He is I AM. God was going to be for Moses his I AM every moment he was about to face. God wasn't Moses' I WAS or I WILL BE. God promised to be in every moment of every day Moses had to face God's purpose for his time.

Many of our days can be very routine. We may know what most days hold for us. We can get lost in routine to the point our moments become blurred and even at times wasted. In my young adulthood, I thought like most that I had a whole entire life before me. I had no accurate time line to judge by, but it certainly seemed to me that I had years and years to live. I sit at this time in my life and know I don't have years and years to live like I've already been blessed with. No matter what time I have (and no one knows that for themselves), what am I doing with my moments? I can even now work myself to death and not consider my moments.

Moments are of value. A moment is defined as a very brief period of time. Some go so far as to define a moment as being 90 seconds or less. Despite the definitions we know it's a brief period of time. First Corinthians 15:52 reminds us that when Jesus returns for us, it will happen “in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye.” I read several years ago, someone in a lab at General Electric tried to time what the twinkling of an eye would be. It was so finite, it couldn't be clocked. Whether a moment or a twinkle, it's VERY brief as time goes...so is life.

How are we to live in the moment of our lives? It begins in the thinking process. We allow our minds to be cluttered with concerns and worries that God will take care of in His time. Our worry and fretting isn't going to solve anything, but will destroy precious moments we could be using to be a blessing in life. De-cluttering can only happen as we pray, giving all to God and then refreshing our minds with the preciousness of God's Word. I know folks, much too young, who live in misery spending moments looking at the past and living their days in the doldrums. God's will for our moments doesn't involve either of those things.

When Jesus does come, if it's in our day or He chooses to come just for me, I want to be found enjoying my moments. Maybe those moments will involve serving others or in healthy activity that is good for me. I want Him to be pleased that I've not wasted those precious moments He's given me.

Dear Father, my I AM...help me to live to the fullest in the moments You give me. I know You have my future in Your hands and You will direct those moments. Increase my faith that as I'm in You, all is well. I love you. In Jesus' precious name...Amen

SWEET REFUGE

God is our refuge and strength,
a very present help in trouble.
Psalm 46:1

These days in our country, there has been a great need for places of refuge. I think back to the fires that swept through our national park the end of November 2016. The fires were not just in the park but due to very high winds, caused fires to spread to homes and businesses, causing havoc, destruction and death. Today, fires are ravaging areas in California and Montana is still in recovery mode from massive fires. On top of fires, parts of our country have gone through hurricanes that have caused great loss of property, possessions and even death.

People in these areas initially had a common need. They needed, in the midst of losing everything, a place to go, even a place from the danger of continuing threats. We heard of schools, athletic complexes, community centers and other places with lots of space, opening their doors to those folks in need...the need of a safe place to be. Initially, in all of the fear, there is always a need for safety...safety for oneself and family. In a state of shock, such victims can only think of one thing...survival. We have then watched organizations from all parts of our great country come into these devastated areas with much needed supplies of every kind.

Unknowing to most children, the make good use of places of refuge more than they understand. Perhaps the needed refuge at the time wouldn't seem all that important to grown ups. At the age of four, I packed my doll suitcase with my doll, her clothes and my pj's. I was upset with my mother so went two doors down to old Mrs. Rennie's house. Told her I wanted to live with her. She fed me cookies and milk, gave me a talking to and sent me back home. I remember feeling warm and fuzzy with her. There was no danger in my own house but for the moment, Mrs. Rennie was a refuge. How many children get into scraps with neighbor kids and are very glad they can run to their own house where no one can get to them.

As adults we have sought emotional refuge in necessary places at times. One of our greatest places of refuge is our church where we can go and be away from the outside world concentrating only on the things of the Lord. Some adults, though, find refuge in bad habits, unhealthy habits and often in people who themselves are not reliable influences.

In Numbers 35, we find a system God established simply referred to as “Cities of Refuge.” The Lord provided six cities where those people guilty of accidental murder could go for refuge from the victim's family until a trial could be held. Back then, when a family member was killed, a family didn't wait on a trial whether the death was accidental or intended. Their system unlike ours, was swift with taking care of someone who had killed a family member. There were no lawyers, juries, appeals or prison sentences. A family carried out their own sentence in quick fashion. So these cities served a positive purpose in such matters.

You and I are no longer children, we may not not have just gone through a disaster of any kind, nor have we murdered anyone. What I've been mentioning has to do with real places of need, whether centuries ago or this last week.

The best refuge you and I as Christians are privileged to have is our refuge in God. It may not be a physical place as we think of places. However, I hasten to add that there have been many times when I know through God's guidance, I have been provided with places of refuge that were as real as the house I now live in.

The Lord will be

a refuge for the oppressed,

a refuge in times of trouble.

Psalm 9:9

A refuge is of no use be it a place in a community center or in the loving arms of our Savior if we don't flee to it and take advantage of what each refuge offers. God's promises in His Word of His constant presence in our lives to almost too many to count. In our humanity though, He is often the last one we flee to in our worst of times.

In our opening verse, I love all of that verse but especially the first two words...”God is...” Without the fact of those two words, the rest of that verse is meaningless. My prayer for each of us is to always be quick to flee to THE refuge, God Himself, who is the only one who can do anything and everything to meet our every need.

Dear Father, my Refuge...I am so grateful for the privilege of running to You anytime whether in a time of need or just when I need to bask in Your presence. Thank You Jesus, for making this relationship possible through Your dying for my sin that has provided me with real life to it's fullest. In Your precious name....Amen

Spiritual Service VS Church Work

And He said unto them

Come ye yourselves apart into

desert place, and rest a while: for there

were many coming and going, and

they had no leisure so much as to eat.

And they departed into a desert place by

ship privately

Mark 6:31,32

A term came into America's vocabulary several years ago many people found offensive. There were some people, especially executives and corporate ladder-climbers who came to be known as “workaholics.” It wasn't unusual for such people to work 18 hour days, usually six days a week or more. Even when they went home, they would still work late into the night doing paper work. It was bad enough when men gave themselves to such work schedules, but when women began being a part of higher levels of corporations, it made it even worse. I say this because many times, the father and mother in a home were caught up in the rat race. Families were affected because children had a lack of healthy home relationships and family life in general. This was not the case with all executives but for most, it was an issue and probably continues to be.

Let us leave corporations for a time and look at churches, their staff members and members who hold various offices in the church setting. Again, this is not an indictment involving every Christian, full or part time workers or laypeople fulfilling various responsibilities in their churches. I have heard pastors from their pulpits brag on the long hours they put in at the church office, arriving home at night when their children are already in bed. I've heard some pastors who boast of heavy responsibilities, building programs, various meetings, counseling sessions, hospital visitation and somewhere in there, they study for Sunday's sermons. As I would listen to the list, it made me weary just listening to it all. You see, there can be such a thing as church workaholics. I really hesitate to use the word “spiritual” at this point because I'm not sure being a church workaholic is spiritual in every case.

Lest you judge me as being hyper-critical of others, let me tell you that on this subject, I have been there and back with this problem more than I desire to admit. I'm not going to list the responsibilities because at this point in time, it would be out of pride and I don't want to go there. In one position, I can think of eight major jobs for which I was responsible. I couldn't say “no” and in some instances couldn't refuse to do certain things. Guess what?...I got lots of attention and praise. I also learned with all of that going on, people thought I was a super spiritual person. There were those who thought me wise beyond my years and that they could rarely be wrong. Little did such folks know that I had little time to read my Bible or pray. In those days, my family was often neglected. My dear husband often took up the slack created by me. Guess what...it all had become compulsive...there were no brakes...I honestly believed if I didn't do it all, no one else could. I was told there were worse things than burning a candle at both ends and that burning out wasn't as bad as rusting out.

Since when are we to base our spiritual lives on being as busy as we can be doing church work. Church work is different from serving the Lord. If you and I can't “serve the Lord with gladness, come before His presence with singing” then something is wrong. Some church workers are too tired doing the work to come before the Lord with singing. Serving the Lord with gladness has long ago gone by the wayside for many well-meaning folks.

Our verse for this blog written under the title is for a reason. I can't imagine the physical weariness of Jesus and the disciples as they ministered. They didn't have planes or vehicles to get them where they needed to go. They didn't have fast food places where they could eat and probably often slept under the stars. Ministry is wearying no matter the century or times. I've noticed through the Gospels though that Jesus always knew when to go to one side and rest. He often pulled away from the crowds to pray. Notice the disciples had been so busy, they hadn't had time to eat. Jesus saw the necessity of His disciples having a time to rest, and yes, to eat as well. I've heard church workers brag on their lack of sleep and having no time to eat. I doubt Jesus would approve.

The work of God needs workers, dedicated to Him, who keep their focus on Him and not on the praise of people. He has blessed us with spiritual gifts to use in our service for Him. He has specific things in mind for us in our service for Him. When we move outside our gifts and God given abilities, we can become very frustrated and weary. At such point, serving God can cease to be joyful and fulfilling

My prayer for us is that we will find joy in serving Jesus, serving as He calls us. Yielding to the pressure of others to perform will serve only to frustrate us. May we serve because of a love for God and for others, while leaving self-serving agendas to one side.

Father, use us for Your glory and for Yours alone. We love You and always want to be Your servants. In Jesus precious name...Amen

Conform...Why?

And be not conformed to this world:
but be ye transformed by the
renewing of your mind, that ye may
prove what is that good, and
acceptable, and perfect, will of God
Romans 12:2

I don't know of any parents who have seen children through their teen years who haven't at one time or another had to respond to the plea of a child who says in a very pitiful or even angry voice, “But the other kids are doing it.” Many times we parents have replied in varied ways but usually whatever the reply, we try to get the point across that,  ”You are not other kids.” We cautioned our children about following the crowd because in most instances, nothing good comes from blind conformity.

I've heard many pastors interpret the first part of our above verse that we aren't to allow the world to squeeze us into its mold. I'm afraid though, that we adults are often more guilty than our children when it comes to going along with the crowd. Today we are bombarded by the media to respond to the latest and greatest of anything being offered and it succeeds or we wouldn't be bite on the bait that is dangled in front of us.

In these days, we have been greatly disturbed as we have watched highly paid athletes choosing to boycott our national anthem. It doesn't seem that many of them are doing nothing but following the leadership of others. This whole thing started with one football player and now has spread like a poison through professional athletics in general. Who would have thought something so negative could spread like a disease that infects in such a wide spread manner. I mention this because right now, there are a lot of athletes don't believe the above verse if they have ever read it.

No matter what circles we move in, there is always the pull on us to conform to our culture. That pull is becoming stronger and stronger, especially in the lives of our young people. However, no matter our ages, we all know as God's people that Satan has his ploys in pulling us away from those things we know to be God-honoring. We have to face the fact that we aren't exempt from the temptation to conform to the things of this world. If we don't have that awareness, we are even more vulnerable.

What's the answer? Paul says we are to be “transformed by the renewing of our minds.” If something needs renewing, no matter what it is, there has been a moving back to the old ways we once gave up. Renewal restores and that's a precious thought. We can never be renewed by the old things that caused our slippage. The renewal will come as we get back to a new reliance on the Holy Spirit's leading and strengthening in our lives. He will do that primarily as we get back into the Scriptures. When we slip back into the old ways, usually one of the first things to go is our consistency being in our Bibles. Getting back into the Word isn't reading it in a casual fashion. It means digging deeply into it's truths in order for the restorative healing to take effect. 
 

So how do we avoid conformity that doesn't lead us in the right direction? To stay spiritually aware of those things we tend to follow that isn't edifying means our staying spiritually alert. Some things to consider for us all....

*The major caution at this point is to always be alert to our own spiritual feelings. Women especially are very chemical beings and those feelings can often take us where we don't necessarily want to go.

*As we would suggest to our children, we should be careful of our associations. Relationships often change, thus, we should put up a guard in this area. Facebook associations can be a blessing or not as well as other areas in our lives. As much as I hate to say this, best friends can't always be found in a Sunday school class. Some Christian friends can be found in other Bible-preaching churches or denominations.

*Be a woman of prayer. When will we ever learn that God has our best interest at heart and is nearer to us than the air we breathe. He listens cares and loves us through alot.

*Stay in the Word of God.

*We should be in good churches where we get good, strong preaching and teaching.

May we walk transformed and renewed in ways that influence others for the Lord and that brings glory to Him in every way. We do that by realizing that Jesus is the divine mold we are to fit into, not the world. Our goal: to be like Jesus. May it be so in each of us.
 

Dear Father, I want to be all YOU want me to be. Keep me from the unfruitful influence of others be they believers or not. Help me to stay focused on You, alert to the leading of Your sweet Spirit. Thank You for Your Son who has given so much for me. In Jesus' name...Amen

FIRST RESPONDERS

...For he hath said, I will never leave thee,
nor forsake thee.
So that we may boldly say, The Lord is
my helper, and I will not fear what
man shall do unto me.
Hebrews 13:5b-6

We've heard a lot in recent days about First Responders. The recent attack in Las Vegas by a crazed gunman shooting into a crowd of people attending a country music concert brought that term First Responder's again to the forefront. The first time I recall hearing the term was at the time of the attack on 9/11 in New York City. Perhaps it was used prior to that...I just don't recall hearing it.

When we think of First Responders, we think of people like police officers, firemen and EMT's. I'm looking at my five year anniversary of a horrible fall into our church basement at the time. I knew I had fallen down steps in a dark place ramming my head into a cinder block wall. I didn't lose consciousness, but knew I had a bad cut on my head. When Brian found me, he immediately called 911. I was surprised that four EMT's showed up and that doesn't count those who came in an ambulance to take me to the hospital. I will be ever grateful to those special helpers.

But then there are other First Responders. After coming out of the hospital xray department and back to the emergency room, there were more familiar first responders awaiting me. One was a dear lady, faithful to the Bible studies I taught at the time, standing with an assuring smile to greet me. She stood for those hours prior to my dismissal helping the doctor in small ways to make me comfortable and even clean. The doctors were wonderful, but Diane was even more of a blessing in those moments. She was a God-sent first responder in those moments.

It was fascinating watching news reports last week of the Las Vegas shooting to hear of all of the heroic efforts of various first responders during those nightmarish moments. Some responders were policemen, firemen, EMT's and that was expected. However, there were those in the crowd...off duty professional responders, ex-military and just ordinary citizens...who were instrumental in saving lives by acting quickly to do all they could to protect people around them.

All of us at one time or another, may need First Responders and we can be very grateful for them. There are going to be times in our lives when we may be called on to be a First Responder. It may not mean our responding will be anything heroic as others might view things. I'm not a police officer, fireman or even an EMT even though I have some medical training, but all of us may be called on in to intervene with people problems, put out fires of high emotional situations and even help bandage up emotional wounds someone might have sustained.

There are definitely First Responders in Scripture.

*Remember the four men who carried a friend on a stretcher to get to Jesus for healing? That man couldn't get himself to Jesus but those men certainly did.

*Peter ran to a house where a dearly loved lady named Dorcas had just died. With Spirit power, he brought her back to life. She was such a servant to the community with her sewing abilities and those people were grieved. Peter got to her quickly

*Philip received God's call to get to a desert place where a man was reading Scripture and needed counsel in the interpretation of Scripture, a man very much on the brink of becoming a believer. Philip got to him as quickly as he could. The man was sweetly saved and baptized.

*I think of those fishermen who instantly responded to the call of Jesus on their lives. Scripture tells us that Peter, James and John dropped their nets right where they were and followed Jesus. This wasn't an emergency situation as we think of emergencies, but was a life saving response that changed their lives to the greatest degree.

I've been thinking about what a first responder I am, whether good or bad. To be the best responder in any situation means jumping to a situation almost without thinking about ones own good or safety. Most of the time when you and I get a call from someone in need, they need help in that moment. They don't want us to take a week to pray about their problem. If nothing else, they may just need our time, time to listen or time to even take one to an appointment. What is our respond to such needs? Such a call may not fit in with our day's schedule or plans, but that's one of the things about being a First Responder...no notice...such things indicate an instant need.

May prayer for you and me is that we will have a spiritual sense and resulting response to the needs of folks around us. We may be the only First Responders some people will ever need. I pray we will be ready to be “Jesus with skin on” when He needs us to step in physically for Him in helping meeting those instant needs of people around us.

Dear Father, keep us sensitive in this busy world to people around us who have the deepest of needs. Give us a patience when someone calls at the last minute for us to help with a need knowing that such a call is a divine appointment orchestrated by You. We love You and thank You for being our personal First Responder. In Jesus name...Amen

Waiting is Wearing

But they that wait upon the Lord shall renew
their strength; they shall mount up with wings
as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary;
and they shall walk, and not faint.
Isaiah 40:16

One of the most difficult things I face as a Christian is that of waiting. I don't care what it is I'm waiting on, it never comes easy for me. Waiting has involved the big and little things of life for me. My one misconception about waiting is while I am waiting, I often feel God is waiting too and not really working behind the scenes. I know better now.

Through the years, I have learned waiting is often required for those things that are really worth waiting for. We wait for the big and little things in our lives, but for some reason, the size doesn't matter...I and perhaps you don't like the waiting process.

I've sat in a lot of waiting rooms. In fact, I did just that today waiting to go in for my eye injection. A waiting room is a strange place. It can be packed with people but it has a very unsettling silence about it. Folks usually talk with whoever they arrived with but there just isn't a lot of conversation among those waiting for their names to be called. I often feel that although I'm in a waiting room with perhaps several people, it seems at times that I am the only person sitting there. Waiting rooms are like that for some reason. Folks in waiting rooms are doing just that...waiting...and one's waiting is very personal, rarely to be discussed with anyone. As we wait in that room, we observe patients being called one by one while we still wait. Only when we've been seen and leave the building do we feel a kind of relief.

In the waiting process, it's important for me to understand there are things I am prayerfully waiting for I may not see prior to my exiting that waiting room for Heaven. However, those things are important enough for me to be praying about them now and until God resolves them for me one way or the other. For instance, I'm waiting for a change in our culture that may not come. I'm waiting for athletes to honor our flag and country. There are folks I'm praying for regarding their salvation. I'm presently waiting a new pastor to come to our church for which our church has waited for several months. My waiting room list is even longer but won't belabor my list.

What do we do about waiting. I really don't want to hear any dissertations on the subject of patience right now. That word rings in my mind as I sit in my waiting room. In my waiting, I really want to keep a good attitude that honors and respects the Lord. I know as I wait, God is working. My mind says, “Hurry up Lord” but He works many plans along with my plan all at the same time and if I've learned anything about Him in these years, it's that He does all thing well.

Some verses that may be of encouragement to those of you who wait that have blessed me in recent days I hope will bless you “co-waiters” with me.

Wait on the Lord: be of good courage, and
he shall strengthen thine heart: wait, I say
on the Lord.
Psalm 27:14

Notice with me that waiting isn't a choice. We are commanded in this verse to simply wait. In that process we are promised His strength for the time. We can reject His strengthening but that would be most foolish. The first verse of this chapter, however, shows us how He's earned the privilege to function in our lives as He sees fit. Notice in the following verse our benefits in Him:

The Lord is my light and my salvation;
whom shall I fear? The Lord is the strength of
my life; of whom shall I be afraid.

As we sit waiting, He's there guiding and enlightening us with His light. That light is ours because we know His saving grace in our lives. Waiting can create its own kind of fear, but fear isn't of God, it's of Satan (II Timothy 1:7).

There are other verses in Scripture that can aid us in this whole process. When we wait on the Lord, and keep His way (Ps. 37:34) we will know the victory and answers that can only come from the Lord. In this whole process, we are still called upon to not just sit and wait but to continue serving and keeping the God's ways. God will answer in His time, but will be a real and loving presence with us in our waiting rooms.

Thank You Father, for the way you work in our lives. We may not understand how You work but we know You always work on our behalf for what is in our best interest. We are grateful for your promise that as we wait, You will strengthen us beyond our expectation. We love You dearly. In Jesus name....Amen

FREE SPEECH, REALLY?

Let your speech be always with grace,
seasoned with salt, that ye may know
how ye ought to answer every man.
Colossians 4:6

We're hearing a lot about free speech these days. Our forefathers , the originators of our Constitution would probably be shocked at the attention free speech is getting in our day. Perhaps they would be more embarrassed than shocked seeing the spectacles people have made of themselves over the subject. Most Americans at this point I believe are willed with pure disgust as we view rebellious college students, professors, various demonstration groups and now the infection into the professional sports arena with all the verbal rampages and uncalled for behavior. As disgusted as it makes me, my thoughts go to the millions of children and teenagers who have such an admiration for these over-paid spoiled adult brats and what those children are learning from supposed heroes.

Perhaps others I know have had the same experience as I have had through the years. In the jobs I held over the span of 50 years, I never had a job where I had freedom of speech. If I had even uttered disgust at anything or made threats in a rebellious way, I would have been out the door, looking for another job. The simple fact is, we don't always have freedom of speech anywhere in America. There are places where authority takes charge whether we like it or not. One football team over a year ago, allowed a rebellious punk player kneel during our national anthem and did nothing about it. Look where we are now. Rebellion and rotten attitudes don't stop on their own. If not brought under some control, there is chaos. Most athletes taking their stand (or their kneel) don't even know why they are doing such other than because of peer pressure.

The simple thing to consider is that our speech of any kind whether in words or action come as a result of what is inside of us. Good people don't behave like so much of what we are seeing in our streets or athletic arenas. We are consistently be reminded of the need of Jesus in the lives of all people no matter their occupation, lifestyle, identity crisis, race or personal beliefs. Jesus is the only answer to anyone's attitude and resulting speech problem.

We Christians are admonished by Paul in our opening verse as to what our speech is to be and he leaves no doubt about it. In other places in the New Testament we are told how to speak in ways that honors the Lord. Even in Scripture, we are instructed as to how we are to conduct ourselves verbally.

“But we speak the wisdom of God in a mystery, even the hidden wisdom, which God ordained before the world unto our glory.” I Corinthians 3:7

“But speaking the truth in love, may grow up into him in all things, which is the head, even Christ.” Ephesians 4:15

“Wherefore putting away lying, speak every man truth with his neighbour: for we are members of one another.” Ephesians 4:25

“....as ye know, at Philippi, we were bold in our God to speak unto you the gospel of God with much contention.” Philippians :14b

“I will therefore that men pray every where, lifting up holy hands, without wrath and doubting. I Timothy 2:8

The list from Scripture is impossibly long in dealing with speech. By the way, we are free to speak in the ways the above verses list. Even in some areas of religious speech, we have to be wise and discerning should it look like we are trying to force our faith on someone else. One of the most important ways we can speak on behalf of others and our own is through the power of prayer. There's no speech like it and always lovingly received by our Father.

I have full confidence the Holy Spirit will lead a Christian in ways of speaking and acting out before others. However, He will begin in our hearts to change us in every way including the way we treat others. As people follow Him lovingly and consistently, God will change any person's attitudes for good and for His glory.

Beware...as easy as it is to sit in judgment right now of some behaviors that are really irritating to us, we should examine our own attitudes that may need God's hand of forgiveness in our own lives. He stands ready to forgive instantly when we go to Him in repentance.

Father...things in our culture are such a mess right now and so disturbing. Whoever is involved in it all is still loved by you and I pray for them that they will somehow be drawn to You. Forgive my attitudes and times I speak in ways that don't honor You. I love You. In Jesus' precious name....Amen

FREE SPEECH, REALLY?
Let your speech be always with grace,
seasoned with salt, that ye may know
how ye ought to answer every man.
Colossians 4:6

We're hearing a lot about free speech these days. Our forefathers , the originators of our Constitution would probably be shocked at the attention free speech is getting in our day. Perhaps they would be more embarrassed than shocked seeing the spectacles people have made of themselves over the subject. Most Americans at this point I believe are willed with pure disgust as we view rebellious college students, professors, various demonstration groups and now the infection into the professional sports arena with all the verbal rampages and uncalled for behavior. As disgusted as it makes me, my thoughts go to the millions of children and teenagers who have such an admiration for these over-paid spoiled adult brats and what those children are learning from supposed heroes.

Perhaps others I know have had the same experience as I have had through the years. In the jobs I held over the span of 50 years, I never had a job where I had freedom of speech. If I had even uttered disgust at anything or made threats in a rebellious way, I would have been out the door, looking for another job. The simple fact is, we don't always have freedom of speech anywhere in America. There are places where authority takes charge whether we like it or not. One football team over a year ago, allowed a rebellious punk player kneel during our national anthem and did nothing about it. Look where we are now. Rebellion and rotten attitudes don't stop on their own. If not brought under some control, there is chaos. Most athletes taking their stand (or their kneel) don't even know why they are doing such other than because of peer pressure.

The simple thing to consider is that our speech of any kind whether in words or action come as a result of what is inside of us. Good people don't behave like so much of what we are seeing in our streets or athletic arenas. We are consistently be reminded of the need of Jesus in the lives of all people no matter their occupation, lifestyle, identity crisis, race or personal beliefs. Jesus is the only answer to anyone's attitude and resulting speech problem.

We Christians are admonished by Paul in our opening verse as to what our speech is to be and he leaves no doubt about it. In other places in the New Testament we are told how to speak in ways that honors the Lord. Even in Scripture, we are instructed as to how we are to conduct ourselves verbally.

“But we speak the wisdom of God in a mystery, even the hidden wisdom, which God ordained before the world unto our glory.” I Corinthians 3:7

“But speaking the truth in love, may grow up into him in all things, which is the head, even Christ.” Ephesians 4:15

“Wherefore putting away lying, speak every man truth with his neighbour: for we are members of one another.” Ephesians 4:25

“....as ye know, at Philippi, we were bold in our God to speak unto you the gospel of God with much contention.” Philippians :14b

“I will therefore that men pray every where, lifting up holy hands, without wrath and doubting. I Timothy 2:8

The list from Scripture is impossibly long in dealing with speech. By the way, we are free to speak in the ways the above verses list. Even in some areas of religious speech, we have to be wise and discerning should it look like we are trying to force our faith on someone else. One of the most important ways we can speak on behalf of others and our own is through the power of prayer. There's no speech like it and always lovingly received by our Father.

I have full confidence the Holy Spirit will lead a Christian in ways of speaking and acting out before others. However, He will begin in our hearts to change us in every way including the way we treat others. As people follow Him lovingly and consistently, God will change any person's attitudes for good and for His glory.

Beware...as easy as it is to sit in judgment right now of some behaviors that are really irritating to us, we should examine our own attitudes that may need God's hand of forgiveness in our own lives. He stands ready to forgive instantly when we go to Him in repentance.

Father...things in our culture are such a mess right now and so disturbing. Whoever is involved in it all is still loved by you and I pray for them that they will somehow be drawn to You. Forgive my attitudes and times I speak in ways that don't honor You. I love You. In Jesus' precious name....Amen