I stare out the window on a warm March afternoon of the winter that wasn’t in the southern United States. My garden plot stares back, “Are you going to prepare me?”
I’ve made plans for the initial plowing but wonder… Can I plant it? I have the skills, knowledge and implements. I am capable of buying the necessary seeds and plants.
Should I plant? An answer not so obvious. In spite of proper care, the plot hasn’t delivered favorable results. What grows well attracts deer. The expense of keeping them away-along with rising prices, makes me question the effort.
Will I? Probably. I come from a family of farmers and gardeners who get itchy this time of year. I’m attracted by the smell of freshly plowed ground, the feel of sweat splattering my face and the satisfaction of watching God transform my efforts.
If I don’t plant a garden, I’m afraid regret will enmesh me as it did God during Noah’s time. The LORD regretted that he had made human beings on the earth, and his heart was deeply troubled (Genesis 6:6). God prepared the earth, planting humans in a beautiful garden. But Eve wanted the one thing God forbade, Adam followed suit and it was all weeds from there.
God has planted me here for a season. I cannot change the past, have limited control over the present, and the future is tenuous. Regrets poison life. The should’ve, could’ve, would’ves. Looking back makes us prisoners of the past rather than claiming power over it.
Well, time to stop contemplating, get out the implements and get dirty. I’ll do my part, God will do his, and in the end it will work out for the best. After all, he made the garden.
Prayer: God of mercy, remove our regrets so we can experience Your bright future.
Monday, April 30, 2012
Saturday, April 28, 2012
Love And Fear by Martin Wiles
Love and fear. Is it possible for both emotions to inhabit healthy relationships?
I loved my parents but also feared them. I loved them because they brought me into the world and cared for my needs. They fed me when I was hungry, changed my diapers when they were dirty and massaged my stomach when I had colic and cried all night. When I contracted German measles, they worried more about me getting well than them getting sick.
But as an older child and teen, I feared them. They weren’t satisfied when I strayed into actions or attitudes contrary to what they believed appropriate. They made rules, and I lived by them or was disciplined. Parents also have the law on their side which gives an even greater incentive to obey.
Should you not fear me? declares the LORD. Should you not tremble in my presence? (Jeremiah 5:22) God dwelled among his Old Testament people. They professed to love him but weren’t demonstrating it through actions. God calls them to account, pronounces their actions foolish and then gives them a few reminders why they should fear him. He made the ocean, set its boundaries and brought the rain making bountiful harvests possible.
Interaction with God involves both emotions. We love God because he first loved us. When connected to him through faith in Christ, our love grows stronger. But healthy love incorporates an element of fear. Although God won’t remove his love, we should tremble in his presence and respect his position. We are here by his decree. Every breath we take is an expression of his love. Learn to enjoy God’s presence while respecting his power at the same time.
Prayer: Merciful Lord, may our fear of You drive us to love You more.
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Friday, April 27, 2012
Tomorrow…The Perfect Day by Martin Wiles
“Don’t put off until tomorrow what you can do today.” A statement normally used to reprimand procrastination. The practice involves putting off until tomorrow and comes from “pro” meaning “forward” and “crastinus” meaning “belonging to tomorrow.”
Saturday was my day off from school and church. I looked forward to romping in the woods, playing cops and robbers or cowboys and Indians, or riding my bike. Things kids did before technology took over.
Saturday was also the day Mom assigned her “To Do” list to Dad: rake the leaves, cut the grass, wash the outside windows, wash the car, etc. I was the oldest child and inherited the “privilege” of helping. When I asked why I had to, Dad would blab; “Don’t put off…”
God was plaguing the Egyptians so they would free his people from slavery. Moses asked Pharaoh when he wanted God to remove the frog plague, and he gave the classic procrastinator’s reply: I leave to you the honor of setting the time for me to pray for you and your officials and your people that you and your houses may be rid of the frogs, except for those that remain in the Nile. “Tomorrow,” Pharaoh said (Exodus 8:9-10).
Unimportant matters can wait until tomorrow, but procrastination assigns critical matters to the future because of fear, unconcern, insecurity or just plain laziness.
The hobo on one Andy Griffith episode said tomorrow was the most perfect day ever invented. What have you been putting off that needs doing now? Or at least planning now? A growing relationship with Jesus Christ and a servant attitude can’t wait until tomorrow.
Prayer: God of tomorrow, show us what needs tending to today.
Saturday was my day off from school and church. I looked forward to romping in the woods, playing cops and robbers or cowboys and Indians, or riding my bike. Things kids did before technology took over.
Saturday was also the day Mom assigned her “To Do” list to Dad: rake the leaves, cut the grass, wash the outside windows, wash the car, etc. I was the oldest child and inherited the “privilege” of helping. When I asked why I had to, Dad would blab; “Don’t put off…”
God was plaguing the Egyptians so they would free his people from slavery. Moses asked Pharaoh when he wanted God to remove the frog plague, and he gave the classic procrastinator’s reply: I leave to you the honor of setting the time for me to pray for you and your officials and your people that you and your houses may be rid of the frogs, except for those that remain in the Nile. “Tomorrow,” Pharaoh said (Exodus 8:9-10).
Unimportant matters can wait until tomorrow, but procrastination assigns critical matters to the future because of fear, unconcern, insecurity or just plain laziness.
The hobo on one Andy Griffith episode said tomorrow was the most perfect day ever invented. What have you been putting off that needs doing now? Or at least planning now? A growing relationship with Jesus Christ and a servant attitude can’t wait until tomorrow.
Prayer: God of tomorrow, show us what needs tending to today.
Thursday, April 26, 2012
Stinky Days by Martin Wiles
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
Optimism’s Hope by Martin Wiles
Lay off. The pattern of my life.
I swore when moving to Greenwood, South Carolina, I would never work at Greenwood Mills. But I did.
Foreign imports were hurting business. Shortly, weekend shifts were discontinued and layoffs arrived regularly. Since I was the new kid, they chose me repeatedly. I was usually called back to the same job, but the last time around sweeping was the only position available.
I was pessimistic about the job and the wages. Sweeping eight hours didn’t excite me and pay barely above minimum wage didn’t help. But I hoped for better things and was eventually rewarded the overseer’s position.
Things don’t always work out so well. King David looked when he should have turned his head, acted when he should have walked away and followed both with deception and murder. The sordid sin produced a child but cost David the infant’s life. Yet he remained optimistic until the end, hoping God would heal the baby. While the child was still alive, I fasted and wept. I thought, Who knows? The LORD may be gracious to me and let the child live. (II Samuel 12:22)
God: I never promised you a pain free path. Me: But why not? God: I want you to trust my love and decisions whether they make sense to you or not.
Being confident of God’s control and unconditional love makes optimism in the darkest times possible. Unconfessed sin darkens the tunnel but confession reveals the light of optimism’s hope.
Prayer: Father, enable us to look for the bright side even when there appears to be none.
I swore when moving to Greenwood, South Carolina, I would never work at Greenwood Mills. But I did.
Foreign imports were hurting business. Shortly, weekend shifts were discontinued and layoffs arrived regularly. Since I was the new kid, they chose me repeatedly. I was usually called back to the same job, but the last time around sweeping was the only position available.
I was pessimistic about the job and the wages. Sweeping eight hours didn’t excite me and pay barely above minimum wage didn’t help. But I hoped for better things and was eventually rewarded the overseer’s position.
Things don’t always work out so well. King David looked when he should have turned his head, acted when he should have walked away and followed both with deception and murder. The sordid sin produced a child but cost David the infant’s life. Yet he remained optimistic until the end, hoping God would heal the baby. While the child was still alive, I fasted and wept. I thought, Who knows? The LORD may be gracious to me and let the child live. (II Samuel 12:22)
God: I never promised you a pain free path. Me: But why not? God: I want you to trust my love and decisions whether they make sense to you or not.
Being confident of God’s control and unconditional love makes optimism in the darkest times possible. Unconfessed sin darkens the tunnel but confession reveals the light of optimism’s hope.
Prayer: Father, enable us to look for the bright side even when there appears to be none.
Tuesday, April 24, 2012
Intersection Crashes by Martin Wiles
I cringe when approaching intersections. Though I have only had one wreck at an intersection, I’ve observed others. I watched a tee boned car explode when one driver missed a stop sign. I heard a mother groan as she lay injured and crumpled on the floorboard.
This accident was unintentional; others aren’t. Witness the hurried or daredevil driver approach a four way stop intersection, slow down just enough to check in all directions and then speed through hoping he hasn’t missed anything. Or the drunk driver who overlooks a stoplight because alcohol is overpowering his system. Intentional bad choices at dangerous junctures.
King Solomon’s son Rehoboam made a poor intersection choice and crashed and burned because of it. Solomon gained wealth at people’s expense. When Rehoboam inherited the throne the people requested lighter labor demands and taxes. To his credit, he asked advice from young and old advisors. To his detriment, he took the advice of his young inexperienced peers and made life harsher for his constituents. The king answered the people harshly. Rejecting the advice given him by the elders, he followed the advice of the young men. (I Kings 12:13-14)
A crucial juncture, a bad choice, a split kingdom and thousands of enemies. Rehoboam isn’t the only one who has crashed at major intersections. I’ve had a few wrecks myself. Some because I didn’t ask advice at all and others because I didn’t ask it of the right people. I consulted those who would tell me what I wanted to hear or affirm what I’d already decided. More importantly, I forgot to ask God what he thought.
When approaching life’s intersections, slow down long enough to consult God and others before making major financial, relational and spiritual decisions.
Prayer: Merciful God, remind us You know the dangers ahead and can provide guidance to help us avoid financial, emotional and spiritual wrecks.
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Monday, April 23, 2012
Purpose Driven by Martin Wiles
I admit confusion. I purchased it in good faith but it’s not fulfilling its purpose.
Even though the salesman promised it would take me to work, grocery stores, doctor appointments, restaurants, church, and on vacations, it idles under the carport. My vehicle is made to do all those things and more but only will if I connect the machine with its purpose. It’s one thing the salesman didn’t mention but probably assumed I knew to do: crank it up.
My life and connection to the church are similar. Christ died for both giving them inherent purpose but purpose only realized when I understand their significance: And I tell you that you are Peter, and on this rock I will build my church, and the gates of Hades will not overcome it. (Matthew 16:18)
I’m more than a warm body occupying a pew as the old children’s rhyme seems to imply: “Here’s the church, here’s the steeple. Open the door and see all the people.” I belong to a living organism delivering an unchanging, life altering message.
Not everyone understood Jesus’ work in establishing the church. He quickly incurred wrath and rejection from those expecting a conquering King not a suffering servant. And many still misunderstand. When asked, “What do you think of Jesus,” answers such as “He was a good man…a good teacher…a miracle worker…or a great prophet” are common.
But misunderstanding Jesus has present and eternal implications. It leads to rejecting his offer of forgiveness and also affects our view of the church. Jesus’ role is not simply to satisfy or please but to accomplish his work through us.
Understanding our purpose builds our life and the church on a rock of success. We are handed the “keys to the kingdom.” Confessing and sharing the gospel fulfills my life’s purpose and opens the Kingdom to all likeminded seekers.
It’s the personal responsibility of individual believers and the corporate responsibility of the church to make disciples of all nations. Success ultimately depends on God’s presence and power but is affected by our efforts. Ask God how you can be more purpose driven?
Prayer: Mighty Spirit, when our aim is undirected, draw us back to our God ordained purpose.
Even though the salesman promised it would take me to work, grocery stores, doctor appointments, restaurants, church, and on vacations, it idles under the carport. My vehicle is made to do all those things and more but only will if I connect the machine with its purpose. It’s one thing the salesman didn’t mention but probably assumed I knew to do: crank it up.
My life and connection to the church are similar. Christ died for both giving them inherent purpose but purpose only realized when I understand their significance: And I tell you that you are Peter, and on this rock I will build my church, and the gates of Hades will not overcome it. (Matthew 16:18)
I’m more than a warm body occupying a pew as the old children’s rhyme seems to imply: “Here’s the church, here’s the steeple. Open the door and see all the people.” I belong to a living organism delivering an unchanging, life altering message.
Not everyone understood Jesus’ work in establishing the church. He quickly incurred wrath and rejection from those expecting a conquering King not a suffering servant. And many still misunderstand. When asked, “What do you think of Jesus,” answers such as “He was a good man…a good teacher…a miracle worker…or a great prophet” are common.
But misunderstanding Jesus has present and eternal implications. It leads to rejecting his offer of forgiveness and also affects our view of the church. Jesus’ role is not simply to satisfy or please but to accomplish his work through us.
Understanding our purpose builds our life and the church on a rock of success. We are handed the “keys to the kingdom.” Confessing and sharing the gospel fulfills my life’s purpose and opens the Kingdom to all likeminded seekers.
It’s the personal responsibility of individual believers and the corporate responsibility of the church to make disciples of all nations. Success ultimately depends on God’s presence and power but is affected by our efforts. Ask God how you can be more purpose driven?
Prayer: Mighty Spirit, when our aim is undirected, draw us back to our God ordained purpose.
Saturday, April 21, 2012
Broken But Forgiven by Martin Wiles
“Lovely to look at, delightful to hold, but if you should break it consider it sold!”
My wife and I had a similar sign in our antique shop and liked another which read: “Unattended children will be sold as slaves.” Touchers and holders made us nervous. Of course, we expected our customers to handle and examine what interested them. Looking only is akin to buying sight unseen. Fortunately there were no breaks.
We see similar signs when visiting antique stores, but it doesn’t prevent our touching, holding, examining or running our fingers over items that interest us. Sometimes even with stuff we have no intention of buying. And luckily, we’ve never broken anything either.
My life, on the other hand, hasn’t been so privileged. I’ve broken trust, relationships, laws, rules, reputations, guidelines, and a host of other things I don’t care to remember. And I’ve been broken by other people’s bad decisions, unkind comments, false accusations and criminal acts. Who hasn’t?
When I consider what I’ve done to others and had done to me, God’s word is strikingly comforting: For I will forgive their wickedness and will remember their sins no more. (Hebrews 8:12)
Reflecting on God’s modus operandi in the Old Testament, the writer relishes the change. No more continuous animal sacrifices, attempting to cover his sins. No more blood and guts. No more persistent guilt feelings froml knowing an animal’s death couldn’t really pay for sins. No more trekking back and forth to Jerusalem in search of a priest to intercede for him.
And I’m glad too. I may be broken but I’m forgiven. The slate is wiped clean. No sins are overlooked or beyond God’s reach. No more animals. No more intercessors. Just the comfort of knowing Christ’s blood has mended the broken shards of my life’s messes. I’m totally repaired; eternally free.
Face the future with courage and optimism knowing Christ is able to clean up your breaks free of charge.
Prayer: Merciful Lord, we thank You for the complete forgiveness we have in You.
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My wife and I had a similar sign in our antique shop and liked another which read: “Unattended children will be sold as slaves.” Touchers and holders made us nervous. Of course, we expected our customers to handle and examine what interested them. Looking only is akin to buying sight unseen. Fortunately there were no breaks.
We see similar signs when visiting antique stores, but it doesn’t prevent our touching, holding, examining or running our fingers over items that interest us. Sometimes even with stuff we have no intention of buying. And luckily, we’ve never broken anything either.
My life, on the other hand, hasn’t been so privileged. I’ve broken trust, relationships, laws, rules, reputations, guidelines, and a host of other things I don’t care to remember. And I’ve been broken by other people’s bad decisions, unkind comments, false accusations and criminal acts. Who hasn’t?
When I consider what I’ve done to others and had done to me, God’s word is strikingly comforting: For I will forgive their wickedness and will remember their sins no more. (Hebrews 8:12)
Reflecting on God’s modus operandi in the Old Testament, the writer relishes the change. No more continuous animal sacrifices, attempting to cover his sins. No more blood and guts. No more persistent guilt feelings froml knowing an animal’s death couldn’t really pay for sins. No more trekking back and forth to Jerusalem in search of a priest to intercede for him.
And I’m glad too. I may be broken but I’m forgiven. The slate is wiped clean. No sins are overlooked or beyond God’s reach. No more animals. No more intercessors. Just the comfort of knowing Christ’s blood has mended the broken shards of my life’s messes. I’m totally repaired; eternally free.
Face the future with courage and optimism knowing Christ is able to clean up your breaks free of charge.
Prayer: Merciful Lord, we thank You for the complete forgiveness we have in You.
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Friday, April 20, 2012
Running From God by Martin Wiles
My daughter ran for about six years and developed exercise induced asthma. I did it for one and acquired shin splints and bad knees. We even ran some 5Ks together, but she finished and was rested long before I glimpsed the finish lines. She was good enough to compete; I just did it for better health and the high. But at least I got the direction right.
John Mark-author of the gospel of Mark, wasn’t as fortunate. He had a habit of running in the wrong direction. Following Jesus’ arrest in the Garden of Gethsemane, a young man wrapped in linen cloth followed at a distance. When Jesus’ arresters grabbed him, he disrobed and ran away naked. Tradition says it was John Mark.
Mark accompanied Paul and Barnabas on their first missionary journey but ran from them too. When Barnabas suggested they give him another chance on the second journey, Paul declined: Paul did not think it wise to take him, because he had deserted them in Pamphylia and had not continued with them in the work (Acts 15:38).
Mark had a habit of running in the opposite direction of where God instructed. I’ve tried it myself. Fortunately, Mark eventually got it right. He wrote a gospel, found his way back into Paul’s good graces and tradition says founded the church in Alexandria, Egypt.
Right or wrong Paul refused to give Mark a second chance, and this decision led him and Barnabas to part company. God’s not as unforgiving. Bad decisions, wrong pathways, and unhealthy habits haunt my past but don’t disqualify me from God’s work presently. The only hindrance is my choice to wallow in self regret and not move forward.
God’s future is always bright and filled with opportunities. Through prayer, we discover that future and by faith we enter and live it. Don’t let fear, incorrect focus, misplaced priorities and foolish choices cause you to run in the wrong direction. Seize the opportunity.
Prayer: Father God, when we’re afraid of where You’ve called us to run, strengthen our resolve to obey no matter what.
John Mark-author of the gospel of Mark, wasn’t as fortunate. He had a habit of running in the wrong direction. Following Jesus’ arrest in the Garden of Gethsemane, a young man wrapped in linen cloth followed at a distance. When Jesus’ arresters grabbed him, he disrobed and ran away naked. Tradition says it was John Mark.
Mark accompanied Paul and Barnabas on their first missionary journey but ran from them too. When Barnabas suggested they give him another chance on the second journey, Paul declined: Paul did not think it wise to take him, because he had deserted them in Pamphylia and had not continued with them in the work (Acts 15:38).
Mark had a habit of running in the opposite direction of where God instructed. I’ve tried it myself. Fortunately, Mark eventually got it right. He wrote a gospel, found his way back into Paul’s good graces and tradition says founded the church in Alexandria, Egypt.
Right or wrong Paul refused to give Mark a second chance, and this decision led him and Barnabas to part company. God’s not as unforgiving. Bad decisions, wrong pathways, and unhealthy habits haunt my past but don’t disqualify me from God’s work presently. The only hindrance is my choice to wallow in self regret and not move forward.
God’s future is always bright and filled with opportunities. Through prayer, we discover that future and by faith we enter and live it. Don’t let fear, incorrect focus, misplaced priorities and foolish choices cause you to run in the wrong direction. Seize the opportunity.
Prayer: Father God, when we’re afraid of where You’ve called us to run, strengthen our resolve to obey no matter what.
Thursday, April 19, 2012
Living A Legacy by Martin Wiles
Somewhere around the mid 1700’s, Christopher Wiles was born. In our Wiles’ family history book, he was the oldest ancestor traceable without help from a professional genealogist. Because he was born and later married, I’m alive. Sure my parents contributed, but Dad descended from him and I descended from Dad.
My ancestor’s traits also follow me. You can line up a handful of Wiles, look at their appearance, listen to them talk and similarities appear-distinctive noses, large hands, hairy arms.
Living the Christian life is similar. I don’t share Jesus’ physical traits, but I do share his spiritual legacy which is far more essential. Paul writes of himself and believers: I have been crucified with Christ and I no longer live, but Christ lives in me. The life I live in the body, I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me. (Galatians 2:20)
Crucifixion was a cruel form of punishment but affected no vital organs. Death came slowly and agonizingly. But no matter how it happens dead is dead, and Jesus was. When I accept Christ as Savior through the free forgiveness of my sins, his death becomes mine. As Jesus hung on the cross paying for the world’s sins, I hung with him.
Everyone is a product of their past to a degree. Parents and grandparents instill certain values in their offspring. Traditions are passed along. Childhood messages delivered by parents, teachers and other significant people are recorded in the mind.
Early experiences have a monumental affect on self esteem, but in Christ we don’t have to be prisoners of our past. Regardless of negative messages heard in childhood or sinful behavior we’re ashamed of, Christ wipes the slate clean. His legacy becomes mine.
Connecting to God by faith allows us to experience the crucifixion’s benefits. No longer do we live for ourselves and our selfish desires but for God.
Live life outwardly instead of inwardly. Examine your actions for evidences of new life in Christ and pass on the legacy.
Prayer: Lord Jesus, may we live Your legacy through our lives.
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My ancestor’s traits also follow me. You can line up a handful of Wiles, look at their appearance, listen to them talk and similarities appear-distinctive noses, large hands, hairy arms.
Living the Christian life is similar. I don’t share Jesus’ physical traits, but I do share his spiritual legacy which is far more essential. Paul writes of himself and believers: I have been crucified with Christ and I no longer live, but Christ lives in me. The life I live in the body, I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me. (Galatians 2:20)
Crucifixion was a cruel form of punishment but affected no vital organs. Death came slowly and agonizingly. But no matter how it happens dead is dead, and Jesus was. When I accept Christ as Savior through the free forgiveness of my sins, his death becomes mine. As Jesus hung on the cross paying for the world’s sins, I hung with him.
Everyone is a product of their past to a degree. Parents and grandparents instill certain values in their offspring. Traditions are passed along. Childhood messages delivered by parents, teachers and other significant people are recorded in the mind.
Early experiences have a monumental affect on self esteem, but in Christ we don’t have to be prisoners of our past. Regardless of negative messages heard in childhood or sinful behavior we’re ashamed of, Christ wipes the slate clean. His legacy becomes mine.
Connecting to God by faith allows us to experience the crucifixion’s benefits. No longer do we live for ourselves and our selfish desires but for God.
Live life outwardly instead of inwardly. Examine your actions for evidences of new life in Christ and pass on the legacy.
Prayer: Lord Jesus, may we live Your legacy through our lives.
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Wednesday, April 18, 2012
What’s The Hold Up? by Martin Wiles
We were stuck, and it wasn’t the first time.
I’ve never lived in a large city, nor do I care too. Too many people going too many places all at the same time is my conclusion. But I’ve driven in a few, and almost invariably there is a commonality: traffic jams.
As I barrel down the interstate trying to keep up with traffic flow, suddenly entire lines of brake lights appear and everything comes to a screeching halt. Then I say the inevitable: “I wonder what the holdup is?” Horns honk. People weave in and out as if they can actually see what’s two miles ahead. Others fume, text, email and read. Regardless, I’m held up.
Jesus is approached by a rich religious leader who is too. He wants to know how to receive eternal life. Jesus spouts off a few commands to obey, the young man says he has, and then Jesus tells him; If you want to be perfect, go, sell your possessions and give to the poor, and you will have treasure in heaven. Then come, follow me. (Matthew 19:21) His leaving proved something was holding him up.
Wealth isn’t what holds me up- I’ve never had any. But it does some, and Jesus says it’s easier for a camel to pass through a needle’s eye than for a wealthy person to make heaven.
If you’re like me, it’s probably something simpler. Like time. God wants mine but exactly how do I fit him in? Doesn’t he know I’m a soccer Mom-or Dad? There’s the kid’s ball practice, gymnastic meet, PTA meeting. And the two committees the preacher asked me to serve on. And oh yeah, my community service project too. “I really love you God, but I just can’t give up all these good things I’m doing.”
This may be life, but whatever steals my focus from the abundant life God offers must be reevaluated. Faith living is scary and involves letting go of whatever holds us back. It’s not easy, but God always gives something better to hold onto; something more satisfying than anything we give up.
Prayer: Merciful Father, prod us to relinquish our hold on things keeping us from enjoying Your best.
I’ve never lived in a large city, nor do I care too. Too many people going too many places all at the same time is my conclusion. But I’ve driven in a few, and almost invariably there is a commonality: traffic jams.
As I barrel down the interstate trying to keep up with traffic flow, suddenly entire lines of brake lights appear and everything comes to a screeching halt. Then I say the inevitable: “I wonder what the holdup is?” Horns honk. People weave in and out as if they can actually see what’s two miles ahead. Others fume, text, email and read. Regardless, I’m held up.
Jesus is approached by a rich religious leader who is too. He wants to know how to receive eternal life. Jesus spouts off a few commands to obey, the young man says he has, and then Jesus tells him; If you want to be perfect, go, sell your possessions and give to the poor, and you will have treasure in heaven. Then come, follow me. (Matthew 19:21) His leaving proved something was holding him up.
Wealth isn’t what holds me up- I’ve never had any. But it does some, and Jesus says it’s easier for a camel to pass through a needle’s eye than for a wealthy person to make heaven.
If you’re like me, it’s probably something simpler. Like time. God wants mine but exactly how do I fit him in? Doesn’t he know I’m a soccer Mom-or Dad? There’s the kid’s ball practice, gymnastic meet, PTA meeting. And the two committees the preacher asked me to serve on. And oh yeah, my community service project too. “I really love you God, but I just can’t give up all these good things I’m doing.”
This may be life, but whatever steals my focus from the abundant life God offers must be reevaluated. Faith living is scary and involves letting go of whatever holds us back. It’s not easy, but God always gives something better to hold onto; something more satisfying than anything we give up.
Prayer: Merciful Father, prod us to relinquish our hold on things keeping us from enjoying Your best.
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
Mentor? Who Me? by Martin Wiles
Walt Kowalski was a grumpy old man who didn’t care much for anybody.
Clint Eastwood directed, produced and starred in Gran Torino, a movie detailing Walt’s life as a bitter recently widowed Korean War veteran. He didn’t like his family who was after his money, the priest who badgered him about church or his Hmong neighbors-except for the daughter. She had a knack for seeing through his tough exterior.
And it was her who appealed for Walt’s help. A gang was pressuring her brother to join their ranks. Things heated up when Walt caught Thao-the brother, trying to steal his Gran Torino as part of his initiation. But Walt was destined for another change of heart, one that transformed him from hated neighbor to beloved mentor. He spent time with Thao, taught him skills, encouraged him to resist the gang and in the end died for him.
That’s what mentors do. Paul was one to young Timothy and called him my true son in the faith. (I Timothy 1:2)
Mentoring may be the new buzz word, but the practice is as old as time itself. Mentors are our heroes and examples; the people we look up to, idolize and want to be like when we grow up. We trust their advice and ask for it. Sometimes we even think they walk on water. Sunday School teachers, Camp counselors, school teachers, coaches, preachers and employers. They possess qualities setting them apart from the average Joe. Mentors are friends at higher levels.
Is there someone you can come alongside? Push to a higher level? Cultivate? Rescue from a life of destruction? It requires time, sacrifice, guts, common interests, good chemistry, and most of all commitment. But the rewards of knowing you’ve helped change a life course are worth the sacrifices.
We all need mentors and occasionally have the high privilege of being one. God understands. Love of mentoring cost him his Son’s life.
Prayer: Lord Jesus, guide us to the ones You want us to guide along.
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Clint Eastwood directed, produced and starred in Gran Torino, a movie detailing Walt’s life as a bitter recently widowed Korean War veteran. He didn’t like his family who was after his money, the priest who badgered him about church or his Hmong neighbors-except for the daughter. She had a knack for seeing through his tough exterior.
And it was her who appealed for Walt’s help. A gang was pressuring her brother to join their ranks. Things heated up when Walt caught Thao-the brother, trying to steal his Gran Torino as part of his initiation. But Walt was destined for another change of heart, one that transformed him from hated neighbor to beloved mentor. He spent time with Thao, taught him skills, encouraged him to resist the gang and in the end died for him.
That’s what mentors do. Paul was one to young Timothy and called him my true son in the faith. (I Timothy 1:2)
Mentoring may be the new buzz word, but the practice is as old as time itself. Mentors are our heroes and examples; the people we look up to, idolize and want to be like when we grow up. We trust their advice and ask for it. Sometimes we even think they walk on water. Sunday School teachers, Camp counselors, school teachers, coaches, preachers and employers. They possess qualities setting them apart from the average Joe. Mentors are friends at higher levels.
Is there someone you can come alongside? Push to a higher level? Cultivate? Rescue from a life of destruction? It requires time, sacrifice, guts, common interests, good chemistry, and most of all commitment. But the rewards of knowing you’ve helped change a life course are worth the sacrifices.
We all need mentors and occasionally have the high privilege of being one. God understands. Love of mentoring cost him his Son’s life.
Prayer: Lord Jesus, guide us to the ones You want us to guide along.
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Monday, April 16, 2012
Bragging Rights by Martin Wiles
She was doing it again. I was proud but also a little embarrassed.
Mom was “hawking.” “My oldest son has published three books.” “He writes for…” and follows with a list of magazines, newspapers, blogs, periodicals and websites. Most of them she gets right. A few she mispronounces and jumbles up. Occasionally I correct her; usually I don’t. I just let her hawk. Mom has three sons, and she’s proud of each one. So she brags and we blush. It’s been going on so long we accept it as the norm. Regardless of our mistakes, she still shines when she sings our praises.
God does too. Jesus left the region of Galilee and headed for the Jordan River where John the Baptist was baptizing. Despite John’s objection, Jesus requested baptism. As Jesus came out of the water, a voice from heaven said; This is my Son, whom I love; with him I am well pleased. (Matthew 3:17)
Imagine that-“well pleased” by the God of the universe. Jesus was God’s Son, but he learned obedience the same way we do-through trials and temptations and by attending the school of hard knocks. Before he even begins his earthly ministry, the Father pronounces him loved, and when he accomplishes his mission Jesus proudly says, “It’s finished.” God brags and Jesus shines.
God brags on believers too. We are classified friends through faith in Jesus Christ. He even takes it a step farther and says we’re sons and daughters. He loves us unconditionally through foibles and false starts, disciplines us when we get off track, accepts us when we return from prodigal trips, and promises a beautiful eternal home when we finish our earthly course.
God loves bragging on his children, and our position and practice make it possible. Unlike my mom, he always gets the facts straight-I’m his child and a work in progress. Like my mom, he brags even when I take side roads away from his plan or practice attitudes and actions he doesn’t approve.
Position yourself properly so God can brag on you.
Prayer: Merciful God, we acknowledge all our accomplishments as gifts from You.
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Mom was “hawking.” “My oldest son has published three books.” “He writes for…” and follows with a list of magazines, newspapers, blogs, periodicals and websites. Most of them she gets right. A few she mispronounces and jumbles up. Occasionally I correct her; usually I don’t. I just let her hawk. Mom has three sons, and she’s proud of each one. So she brags and we blush. It’s been going on so long we accept it as the norm. Regardless of our mistakes, she still shines when she sings our praises.
God does too. Jesus left the region of Galilee and headed for the Jordan River where John the Baptist was baptizing. Despite John’s objection, Jesus requested baptism. As Jesus came out of the water, a voice from heaven said; This is my Son, whom I love; with him I am well pleased. (Matthew 3:17)
Imagine that-“well pleased” by the God of the universe. Jesus was God’s Son, but he learned obedience the same way we do-through trials and temptations and by attending the school of hard knocks. Before he even begins his earthly ministry, the Father pronounces him loved, and when he accomplishes his mission Jesus proudly says, “It’s finished.” God brags and Jesus shines.
God brags on believers too. We are classified friends through faith in Jesus Christ. He even takes it a step farther and says we’re sons and daughters. He loves us unconditionally through foibles and false starts, disciplines us when we get off track, accepts us when we return from prodigal trips, and promises a beautiful eternal home when we finish our earthly course.
God loves bragging on his children, and our position and practice make it possible. Unlike my mom, he always gets the facts straight-I’m his child and a work in progress. Like my mom, he brags even when I take side roads away from his plan or practice attitudes and actions he doesn’t approve.
Position yourself properly so God can brag on you.
Prayer: Merciful God, we acknowledge all our accomplishments as gifts from You.
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Saturday, April 14, 2012
It Doesn’t Fit
It doesn’t fit. If I’ve heard it once I have a thousand times.
My wife says she’s built funny-at least from the waist down. Actually it’s not her build; it’s her legs. They’re vertically challenged, making it difficult for her to find pants the correct length. Most pants she models could host her legs twice.
As a good husband, I tell her she’s built just right. She likes my opinion, but it doesn’t cut down on her time in the dressing room or mine on the bench. So I sit and wait until she finds just the right pair of pants or until she gives up in disgust and we go home.
I don’t have as much trouble finding properly fitting clothes, but occasionally my normal size doesn’t fit-usually because of the manufacturer or quality of cloth. And periodically I try on garments I know deep down inside won’t fit (when I’m dieting and hope I’ve decreased a size). Normally I’m disappointed.
But properly fitting attire should be the least of my worries. More important is what I try to wear spiritually but shouldn’t. Paul says; The night is nearly over; the day is almost here. So let us put aside the deeds of darkness and put on the armor of light. (Romans 13:12) A modern translation says it more graphically: Shed them like dirty clothes. I’ve done that too. Peeled off sweat soaked clothes after picking watermelons or after five days of bathless backpacking.
As a follower of Christ, some things just don’t fit or wear properly because I’m a new creation in him. Paul lists a few: dishonesty, wild parties, drunkenness, sexual impurity, immoral living, fighting and jealousy. Every now and then I try parading around in a few of these garments and get disappointed. It’s only natural. They never fit like I imagine, and they shouldn’t.
The cure for inappropriate clothing is simple: put on the right size and style instead of attempting to wear something appealing that isn’t either. Like honesty, decency, right thinking and Jesus’ qualities of living.
Prayer: Father, may the clothes we wear accurately reflect we are Your children.
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My wife says she’s built funny-at least from the waist down. Actually it’s not her build; it’s her legs. They’re vertically challenged, making it difficult for her to find pants the correct length. Most pants she models could host her legs twice.
As a good husband, I tell her she’s built just right. She likes my opinion, but it doesn’t cut down on her time in the dressing room or mine on the bench. So I sit and wait until she finds just the right pair of pants or until she gives up in disgust and we go home.
I don’t have as much trouble finding properly fitting clothes, but occasionally my normal size doesn’t fit-usually because of the manufacturer or quality of cloth. And periodically I try on garments I know deep down inside won’t fit (when I’m dieting and hope I’ve decreased a size). Normally I’m disappointed.
But properly fitting attire should be the least of my worries. More important is what I try to wear spiritually but shouldn’t. Paul says; The night is nearly over; the day is almost here. So let us put aside the deeds of darkness and put on the armor of light. (Romans 13:12) A modern translation says it more graphically: Shed them like dirty clothes. I’ve done that too. Peeled off sweat soaked clothes after picking watermelons or after five days of bathless backpacking.
As a follower of Christ, some things just don’t fit or wear properly because I’m a new creation in him. Paul lists a few: dishonesty, wild parties, drunkenness, sexual impurity, immoral living, fighting and jealousy. Every now and then I try parading around in a few of these garments and get disappointed. It’s only natural. They never fit like I imagine, and they shouldn’t.
The cure for inappropriate clothing is simple: put on the right size and style instead of attempting to wear something appealing that isn’t either. Like honesty, decency, right thinking and Jesus’ qualities of living.
Prayer: Father, may the clothes we wear accurately reflect we are Your children.
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Friday, April 13, 2012
Thanking God
Growing up, “Giving thanks” was normally associated with a meal blessing. I appreciated food, but it never dawned on me how thankful I should be. Young children don’t usually pay attention to newscasts about famines and starving people. I was no different. Mom cooked, and it was more than enough.
Nor do I recall thanks making it into my prayers very often. These I associated with asking. Like any young boy, I had a list of wants and confused them with needs: new bicycle, money, records, shotgun for hunting, fishing poles, etc.
Thankfulness is an essential part of worshipping God. The early Pilgrims of America were grateful for Squanto’s help and showed it by inviting their Indian neighbors to a harvest feast. The psalmist found reason to thank God through reflecting on how he protected his people through their wilderness travels following exile in Egypt and Babylon.
The psalmist invites us to thank God because He is good. Give thanks to the LORD, for he is good; his love endures forever. (Psalm 107:1) God’s goodness isn’t determined by the nature of circumstances. What we label “bad” is not necessarily viewed as such by God.
Many restrictions placed on me by my parents I labeled bad, but they didn’t. They knew the desired result. What I considered awful was actually for my good. God functions identically. He doesn’t initiate or allow anything into our life that isn’t good or can’t be used for our good.
Our reasons to thank God are innumerable. Among them is his goodness, his enduring love and his redemptive power. Only a personal relationship with Jesus Christ completely satisfies our thirst and alleviates spiritual hunger pains. The greatest exodus is deliverance from sin’s slavery and is accomplished by accepting Christ’s gift of forgiveness.
Responses to life events lead to bitterness or thankfulness. Though God disciplines disobedience, he restores the repentant and rewards obedience. God’s power can transform bad times into blessings and set us on pathways of fruitfulness. Even his discipline is an expression of his goodness and reason to thank him.
Prayer: Lord, lead us to thank You in all and for all circumstances.
Nor do I recall thanks making it into my prayers very often. These I associated with asking. Like any young boy, I had a list of wants and confused them with needs: new bicycle, money, records, shotgun for hunting, fishing poles, etc.
Thankfulness is an essential part of worshipping God. The early Pilgrims of America were grateful for Squanto’s help and showed it by inviting their Indian neighbors to a harvest feast. The psalmist found reason to thank God through reflecting on how he protected his people through their wilderness travels following exile in Egypt and Babylon.
The psalmist invites us to thank God because He is good. Give thanks to the LORD, for he is good; his love endures forever. (Psalm 107:1) God’s goodness isn’t determined by the nature of circumstances. What we label “bad” is not necessarily viewed as such by God.
Many restrictions placed on me by my parents I labeled bad, but they didn’t. They knew the desired result. What I considered awful was actually for my good. God functions identically. He doesn’t initiate or allow anything into our life that isn’t good or can’t be used for our good.
Our reasons to thank God are innumerable. Among them is his goodness, his enduring love and his redemptive power. Only a personal relationship with Jesus Christ completely satisfies our thirst and alleviates spiritual hunger pains. The greatest exodus is deliverance from sin’s slavery and is accomplished by accepting Christ’s gift of forgiveness.
Responses to life events lead to bitterness or thankfulness. Though God disciplines disobedience, he restores the repentant and rewards obedience. God’s power can transform bad times into blessings and set us on pathways of fruitfulness. Even his discipline is an expression of his goodness and reason to thank him.
Prayer: Lord, lead us to thank You in all and for all circumstances.
Thursday, April 12, 2012
Glorifying God
Several varieties of woodpeckers inhabit our region. Their hammering on trees, light poles, church steeples and gutters is unmistakable. Clinging to the side of trees with arthritic shaped claws, they do what would give the average person a migraine.
When watching them I think, “Surely there must be an easier way to survive.” But this is the woodpecker’s manner of attracting mates, establishing territory, forging roosting sites and searching for insects to fill his belly.
The woodpecker’s antics appear strange, but he is actually doing what God designed. And this is everyone’s mandate: So whether you eat or drink or whatever you do, do it all for the glory of God. (I Corinthians 10:31)
Glorify is an uncommon word. If I want to glorify myself, what is involved? Perhaps me on stage with spotlights will explain. Suppose I’m in a Shakespearean play performing a soliloquy. When I speak, those in charge of lighting focus one spotlight on me while turning all others off. I am glorified.
Doing things unselfishly is challenging. I often seek glory. You know the spotlight. Most of us do even when secretly professing we don’t want recognition. It’s the nature of our nature.
I give a generous donation to a charitable organization, telling them I want to remain anonymous, so they thank me and set out using my money. Two months later I’m stewing because I didn’t receive a thank you note, certificate or plaque on the organization’s wall announcing my donation.
Woodpeckers glorify God by hammering their heads on things that make mine ache. I glorify God when I love him supremely, my neighbor generously, and when I serve both unselfishly. Jesus says our lights shine brightest when doing good deeds for others. Pecking out our actions thoughtfully puts God in the spotlight. And this displays his power to change selfish inclinations into selfless actions.
What attitudes are worth investigating so you can spotlight God by your actions?
Prayer: Merciful Lord, guide us to spotlight You and our actions to be unselfish.
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Wednesday, April 11, 2012
Celebrating God
There was a time when retirement years weren’t celebrated and with good reason-there wasn’t any. People worked until they died or became physically incapacitated, at which time they depended on family and savings. Then a reason for celebration happened. While the United States of America was in the grips of economic depression, Congress passed a law creating the Social Security system. Income now flows in a person’s senior years.
Social Security and retirement savings give reason to celebrate our latter years, and the worship experience is the believer’s opportunity to celebrate God’s goodness.
Unfortunately, worship becomes drudgery when performed for the wrong reasons, such as coming because of rote tradition instead of a heartfelt desire to encounter the living God. Or showing up out of guilt, hoping the songs and sermon will alleviate emotional pain.
The psalmist’s picture of worship is radically different: It is good to praise the LORD and make music to your name, O Most High. (Psalm 92:1)
Worship is celebrating God as Sovereign ruler and Savior. It is joy over his provision of our daily needs, and celebrates his promise to work good from all life’s circumstances-the enjoyable and unenjoyable. This only occurs when we’ve examined our heart’s condition prior to the experience and come desiring to encounter God, not merely fulfill a duty.
Worship also celebrates God’s eternal qualities. Our earthly future and eternal destiny are in his hands. Worshipping God presently prepares us for an eternity of the same but at a higher level. But if we’re not intentional, temporal responsibilities and attractions can sabotage our loyalties.
Those who master worshipping God effectively flourish like trees and bear fruit into their old age. Worship isn’t about carrying on a family tradition but celebrating an individual relationship with a living Lord; one that transforms the way we think, feel and act.
Enter into worship with anticipation.
Prayer: Father, may our worship be vibrant, exciting and heartfelt as we realize we’re worshipping a great and glorious God.
Social Security and retirement savings give reason to celebrate our latter years, and the worship experience is the believer’s opportunity to celebrate God’s goodness.
Unfortunately, worship becomes drudgery when performed for the wrong reasons, such as coming because of rote tradition instead of a heartfelt desire to encounter the living God. Or showing up out of guilt, hoping the songs and sermon will alleviate emotional pain.
The psalmist’s picture of worship is radically different: It is good to praise the LORD and make music to your name, O Most High. (Psalm 92:1)
Worship is celebrating God as Sovereign ruler and Savior. It is joy over his provision of our daily needs, and celebrates his promise to work good from all life’s circumstances-the enjoyable and unenjoyable. This only occurs when we’ve examined our heart’s condition prior to the experience and come desiring to encounter God, not merely fulfill a duty.
Worship also celebrates God’s eternal qualities. Our earthly future and eternal destiny are in his hands. Worshipping God presently prepares us for an eternity of the same but at a higher level. But if we’re not intentional, temporal responsibilities and attractions can sabotage our loyalties.
Those who master worshipping God effectively flourish like trees and bear fruit into their old age. Worship isn’t about carrying on a family tradition but celebrating an individual relationship with a living Lord; one that transforms the way we think, feel and act.
Enter into worship with anticipation.
Prayer: Father, may our worship be vibrant, exciting and heartfelt as we realize we’re worshipping a great and glorious God.
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
Trouble’s Goals
The email sat in my inbox, longing to be opened.
I had emailed our friends in Nova Scotia for an update on their church plant. The last wasn’t very encouraging, so I prayed for a more uplifting report. It wasn’t.
Things were moving at a snail’s pace. A few were responding but not what they hoped for. They will soon begin small groups and are anxious about anyone showing up. In March they begin one preview service each month and continue through the summer with regular weekly meetings slated for September.
Personal finances are challenging. The pastor is looking for secular work to supplement. January’s budget is behind fifty percent and February will be 75%. He desires to grow relationships but realizes it takes time, sacrifice, love, patience and wisdom.
Yet my co laborer in Halifax expects God’s intervention. The psalmist did too: In the day of my trouble I will call to you, for you will answer me. (Psalm 86:7)
Both my friend and the psalmist appear to travel dead end roads. I’ve been on a few myself, and I’m always tempted to ask; “Where’s this going?” Or “God does this have some purpose?” I don’t like trouble and try not to invite it, but it has a habit of appearing nevertheless.
Sometimes I trip up trying to determine trouble’s source when my response is more important. There’s nothing like a little correction fluid when I make decisions harming myself or others. Or when I choose actions damaging my testimony. Trouble is God’s discipline designed to make me sit up, take notice and change directions.
But trouble’s not always bad. It also shapes and molds. It teaches me valuable lessons about myself, others, God and the world. Trouble prunes me, increases my wisdom and strengthens my trust in God to care for me. Without it, I would depend on myself. With it, I remember he’s in control. And after all, it’s God’s road, not mine.
When trouble comes, cry out to God. Asking why is permissible, but pondering a wise course of action and learning is more productive.
Prayer: God of mercy, when You allow trouble in our life, give us grace to endure and wisdom to learn what You’re teaching us.
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I had emailed our friends in Nova Scotia for an update on their church plant. The last wasn’t very encouraging, so I prayed for a more uplifting report. It wasn’t.
Things were moving at a snail’s pace. A few were responding but not what they hoped for. They will soon begin small groups and are anxious about anyone showing up. In March they begin one preview service each month and continue through the summer with regular weekly meetings slated for September.
Personal finances are challenging. The pastor is looking for secular work to supplement. January’s budget is behind fifty percent and February will be 75%. He desires to grow relationships but realizes it takes time, sacrifice, love, patience and wisdom.
Yet my co laborer in Halifax expects God’s intervention. The psalmist did too: In the day of my trouble I will call to you, for you will answer me. (Psalm 86:7)
Both my friend and the psalmist appear to travel dead end roads. I’ve been on a few myself, and I’m always tempted to ask; “Where’s this going?” Or “God does this have some purpose?” I don’t like trouble and try not to invite it, but it has a habit of appearing nevertheless.
Sometimes I trip up trying to determine trouble’s source when my response is more important. There’s nothing like a little correction fluid when I make decisions harming myself or others. Or when I choose actions damaging my testimony. Trouble is God’s discipline designed to make me sit up, take notice and change directions.
But trouble’s not always bad. It also shapes and molds. It teaches me valuable lessons about myself, others, God and the world. Trouble prunes me, increases my wisdom and strengthens my trust in God to care for me. Without it, I would depend on myself. With it, I remember he’s in control. And after all, it’s God’s road, not mine.
When trouble comes, cry out to God. Asking why is permissible, but pondering a wise course of action and learning is more productive.
Prayer: God of mercy, when You allow trouble in our life, give us grace to endure and wisdom to learn what You’re teaching us.
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Monday, April 9, 2012
God Calls
I was taught God is big, but if all two billion Christians decided to pray simultaneously, could he handle it? Would mine get lost in the shuffle? I was also taught God was good, but after reading some stories in the Bible it seemed wise to fear him. Some laws required death by stoning when disobeyed and some people-Ananias and Sapphira, dropped dead for lying.
My parents taught me to pray as a young child-and I’ve maintained the practice. Yet I occasionally wonder how God keeps up with the numerous requests and whether disobedience in my life interferes with his answers.
David asked God to hear his prayer and was confident he would answer. Hear, O LORD, and answer me, for I am poor and needy. (Psalm 86:1)
God hears and answers the prayers of repentant sinners when they request forgiveness of their sins (Joel 2:32). And he is always ready to answer the prayers of his children but in his timing and according to his individual plan for us. Only unconfessed sin derails God’s answers (Psalm 66:18).
God teaches through prayer. As we pray his Word with teachable hearts, God uses his standards to convict, convince and encourage us concerning our circumstances and choices. Prayer also provides opportunity to cry for God’s help. Faithfulness to God always brings opposition, but he promises never to leave or forsake us.
Prayer is an indispensable element of our worship. God speaks through the Bible, other believers and circumstances, but prayer is an essential method he uses to share his will. By practicing it, we grow deeper and stronger in our relationship with him.
Setting aside quite moments, maintaining a constant attitude of prayer, finding peaceful reposes, sharing with other believers and journaling God’s answers are helpful ways to enhance our prayer experiences.
Prayer: Motivate us to prayer, Merciful Father, when life takes us to the mountain and when it deposits us in the valley.
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Saturday, April 7, 2012
God Longing
Imagine trudging through the desert, depleted of water and food. Suddenly an oasis of palm trees encircling a pool of fresh cold water appears. Your pace quickens. You finally reach the pool and lunge in only to be welcomed by a bed of hot sand.
Most thirst is not what a genuinely thirsty person experiences. Their mouth is parched and their lips cracked. Anxiety is heightened. Prolonged water deprivation is deadly.
God has created in humans a longing for spiritual nourishment parroting our physical need for fluids. Nothing short of a relationship with him satisfies (Romans 1:21-25).
The psalmist illustrates this need by referencing a deer panting for water then confesses he is experiencing such a thirst: My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When can I go and meet with God? (Psalm 42:2) Adversity intensified his thirst and prevented its satisfaction. He was discouraged, sad and felt forsaken by God.
Life events can be devastating: divorce, job loss, financial ruin, natural disasters, faltering health. Then we get thirsty, discouraged or even depressed. We look for something to fill the void, and discover some things satisfy while others don’t.
Prayer, Bible study and relationships with other believers are acceptable ways to satisfy our longings. These and other spiritual disciplines soothe our craving to know more about Christ and help us enter a deeper relationship with him.
The psalmist’s hope must be ours. Otherwise we long for things that destroy health and emotional well being. Addictive substances. Unhealthy relationships. God controls the circumstances, but we control our response. Only he can lift our veils of despair, enabling us to see events through his lenses.
God never forgets us even though we may feel he has. Opposition, adversity, discouragement, and roller coaster emotions can intensify feelings but don’t change the reality of God’s continual involvement in our life’s details. Beware of looking in the wrong places to satisfy your thirst.
Prayer: Lord, when we’re tempted to trust in other things besides You, remind us where genuine fulfillment is found.
Most thirst is not what a genuinely thirsty person experiences. Their mouth is parched and their lips cracked. Anxiety is heightened. Prolonged water deprivation is deadly.
God has created in humans a longing for spiritual nourishment parroting our physical need for fluids. Nothing short of a relationship with him satisfies (Romans 1:21-25).
The psalmist illustrates this need by referencing a deer panting for water then confesses he is experiencing such a thirst: My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When can I go and meet with God? (Psalm 42:2) Adversity intensified his thirst and prevented its satisfaction. He was discouraged, sad and felt forsaken by God.
Life events can be devastating: divorce, job loss, financial ruin, natural disasters, faltering health. Then we get thirsty, discouraged or even depressed. We look for something to fill the void, and discover some things satisfy while others don’t.
Prayer, Bible study and relationships with other believers are acceptable ways to satisfy our longings. These and other spiritual disciplines soothe our craving to know more about Christ and help us enter a deeper relationship with him.
The psalmist’s hope must be ours. Otherwise we long for things that destroy health and emotional well being. Addictive substances. Unhealthy relationships. God controls the circumstances, but we control our response. Only he can lift our veils of despair, enabling us to see events through his lenses.
God never forgets us even though we may feel he has. Opposition, adversity, discouragement, and roller coaster emotions can intensify feelings but don’t change the reality of God’s continual involvement in our life’s details. Beware of looking in the wrong places to satisfy your thirst.
Prayer: Lord, when we’re tempted to trust in other things besides You, remind us where genuine fulfillment is found.
Friday, April 6, 2012
Not There Yet But Trying
I tried it for a week and that’s all I could endure.
All my teenage male peers were sloppy. I wasn’t, but I wanted to fit in, so I decided to try their lifestyle. It wasn’t easy. Piling dirty clothes on the floor, leaving food scraps on my bed, and allowing loose papers to liter my desk wasn’t me. A place for everything and everything in its place was my motto.
I made it through the week but was a nervous wreck from attempting messiness. You might think that strange for a teenager, but Mom and Dad were neat freaks, and I inherited the gene. I still have it, and unless I incur a form of brain damage altering my normal state, I’ll keep it until I die. It fits my personality.
Perfectionism is a term associated with antics parroting mine, but even perfectionists know we aren’t and can’t be perfect. Dust will accumulate, dishes will get dirty, clothes will soil, carpet will need vacuuming, floors will require mopping and mistakes will be made. Every person and thing carries seeds of imperfection.
Solomon said it well: There is not a righteous man on earth who does what is right and never sins. (Ecclesiastes 7:20) And Paul later wrote: For all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God. (Romans 3:23)
Though perfection in the physical and spiritual realms is unattainable, it’s a worthy goal to be better than we are. Coach Boone in the movie Remember The Titans said; We will be perfect in every aspect of the game. He knew the football players weren’t, but he required their efforts to be.
I will never reach sinless perfection this side of heaven. Imperfections will always taint my actions, attitudes and words. But shortcomings are not sufficient reason to give up or give God less than my best. God gives strength to overcome any temptation, and his indwelling Spirit empowers us to make wise and proper choices. Believers aren’t what they were but neither are we what we will be. What can you do to enhance your progress?
Prayer: Merciful heavenly Father, remind us godly living authenticates the message of Christ’s love.
All my teenage male peers were sloppy. I wasn’t, but I wanted to fit in, so I decided to try their lifestyle. It wasn’t easy. Piling dirty clothes on the floor, leaving food scraps on my bed, and allowing loose papers to liter my desk wasn’t me. A place for everything and everything in its place was my motto.
I made it through the week but was a nervous wreck from attempting messiness. You might think that strange for a teenager, but Mom and Dad were neat freaks, and I inherited the gene. I still have it, and unless I incur a form of brain damage altering my normal state, I’ll keep it until I die. It fits my personality.
Perfectionism is a term associated with antics parroting mine, but even perfectionists know we aren’t and can’t be perfect. Dust will accumulate, dishes will get dirty, clothes will soil, carpet will need vacuuming, floors will require mopping and mistakes will be made. Every person and thing carries seeds of imperfection.
Solomon said it well: There is not a righteous man on earth who does what is right and never sins. (Ecclesiastes 7:20) And Paul later wrote: For all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God. (Romans 3:23)
Though perfection in the physical and spiritual realms is unattainable, it’s a worthy goal to be better than we are. Coach Boone in the movie Remember The Titans said; We will be perfect in every aspect of the game. He knew the football players weren’t, but he required their efforts to be.
I will never reach sinless perfection this side of heaven. Imperfections will always taint my actions, attitudes and words. But shortcomings are not sufficient reason to give up or give God less than my best. God gives strength to overcome any temptation, and his indwelling Spirit empowers us to make wise and proper choices. Believers aren’t what they were but neither are we what we will be. What can you do to enhance your progress?
Prayer: Merciful heavenly Father, remind us godly living authenticates the message of Christ’s love.
Thursday, April 5, 2012
Getting Too Comfortable
It was Archie’s favorite chair and “Meathead” knew better than to get too comfortable in it. Or anyone else for that matter.
A gold tone wing back chair rested in the middle of the Bunker’s living room, and it was off limits. While Archie worked, others were welcome to sit there but when he was home all perpetrators had to go.
A tan Lazy Boy recliner is my favorite chair, and I love getting comfortable in it. When the day is over, I slip on my lounge pants and kick back. It’s also the best place for a power nap, but I know I can’t stay there. Household chores and work call soon enough and I must leave my comfort zone.
Solomon warns: When times are good, be happy; but when times are bad, consider: God has made the one as well as the other. (Ecclesiastes 7:14)
I’ve discovered life is similar to my easy chair. Getting too comfortable with the good times only makes facing the bad more uncomfortable. And ghastly moments will come. When things go well for too long I find myself thinking, “Something bad is about to happen.” I suppose because life has taught me the pattern. No one has it good all the time but neither does anyone have a continual string of bad events without good mixed in.
Solomon commands happiness in good times but doesn’t encourage the opposite when things turn sour. Tart moments give opportunity for reflection. Knowing God is in control helps me accept good and bad as coming from him. Meditation gives occasion to consider bad as not bad at all. It only appears so because I have limited sight and knowledge. As when children consider bad what parents impose on them because they don’t understand their parent’s intent.
I’m learning contentment in all situations. Knowing God is in control and working all things in my life for good helps me enjoy the good more and tolerate the bad better.
God will bring good even through the bumpy spots.
Prayer: Lord Jesus, whatever comes our way, may we trust You for the best.
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A gold tone wing back chair rested in the middle of the Bunker’s living room, and it was off limits. While Archie worked, others were welcome to sit there but when he was home all perpetrators had to go.
A tan Lazy Boy recliner is my favorite chair, and I love getting comfortable in it. When the day is over, I slip on my lounge pants and kick back. It’s also the best place for a power nap, but I know I can’t stay there. Household chores and work call soon enough and I must leave my comfort zone.
Solomon warns: When times are good, be happy; but when times are bad, consider: God has made the one as well as the other. (Ecclesiastes 7:14)
I’ve discovered life is similar to my easy chair. Getting too comfortable with the good times only makes facing the bad more uncomfortable. And ghastly moments will come. When things go well for too long I find myself thinking, “Something bad is about to happen.” I suppose because life has taught me the pattern. No one has it good all the time but neither does anyone have a continual string of bad events without good mixed in.
Solomon commands happiness in good times but doesn’t encourage the opposite when things turn sour. Tart moments give opportunity for reflection. Knowing God is in control helps me accept good and bad as coming from him. Meditation gives occasion to consider bad as not bad at all. It only appears so because I have limited sight and knowledge. As when children consider bad what parents impose on them because they don’t understand their parent’s intent.
I’m learning contentment in all situations. Knowing God is in control and working all things in my life for good helps me enjoy the good more and tolerate the bad better.
God will bring good even through the bumpy spots.
Prayer: Lord Jesus, whatever comes our way, may we trust You for the best.
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Wednesday, April 4, 2012
Resolving Conflict
Our church was involved with an interdenominational men’s group meeting monthly for Bible studies and meals. The purpose was honorable-we were men wanting other men to know Christ. Harry* was excited when we asked him to join.
Then a motion was made by a participating church to make our group interracial. All the other churches agreed but not ours. The business meeting where we discussed the matter was heated and rife with accusations and misunderstandings. And a young man who believed God loved all people and wanted them to work together had his newfound faith pierced by prejudice. He soon left the church, never to return.
Conflict is inevitable because we’re human and imperfect. It happened between the first couple and has multiplied ever since. Jesus’ If your brother sins against you, go and show him his fault. (Matthew 18:15) could just as easily be translated When your brother sins against you. Though some conflicts cannot be resolved peaceably and others not at all, it’s our duty to try.
When conflict erupts, forgiveness should be the first point of attack-instantaneous and complete. We release the person from a debt they owe for a wrong they’ve committed. Apart from this, there is no hope for reconciliation.
Forgiveness is followed by personal contact. Not revenge, not avoidance, not gossip. Though the conflict was not between us, I approached Harry and attempted to explain the offensive mindset. I encouraged him not to let negative destroy positive. It’s easier and more productive when two people sit down and talk out differences.
When one on one doesn’t work, involving a few mutually respected friends may help. And if this doesn’t resolve the differences, we can agree to disagree without contentiousness.
Conflict is inevitable, but we can choose harmony even when disagreeing.
Prayer: Father, enable us to resolve conflicts promptly and in a manner honoring You.
*Name changed to protect privacy.
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Tuesday, April 3, 2012
Created For Greatness
He was five foot six, 165 pounds. Nothing about him portrayed football material. But “Rudy” had a dream.Daniel Eugene Ruettiger was born August 23, 1948, the third of fourteen children. He had trouble learning because of dyslexia-a condition little understood at the time. Following high school and two years in the Navy, Rudy worked at a power plant, but his dream was attending and playing football for the University of Notre Dame.
Despite the odds against him, Rudy pursued his vision. His grades didn’t meet the University’s high standards, so he spent two difficult years at Holy Cross College before his acceptance into Notre Dame.
Ara Parseghian was Notre Dame’s head coach and encouraged walk-ons. So Rudy did, and his hard work earned him a spot on the scout team helping the varsity prepare for games. His senior year approached and with it his final chance to dress. New head Coach Dan Devine gave him the opportunity. Rudy played two plays: one with the kickoff squad and the other as defensive end. On the second play he sacked Georgia Tech’s quarterback and was carried off the field by his teammates, making him only the second person to receive this honor.
Rudy’s vision was playing football for Notre Dame. Jeremiah had a destiny too. Before birth, God set him apart to speak his Word to the world: Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, before you were born I set you apart; I appointed you as a prophet to the nations. (Jeremiah 1:5)
God knows us before birth and even conception. My existence was his idea which gives me value and purpose. And you too. Whenever I get discouraged or feel inadequate, I remind myself I’m a child of the Creator. What others think of me or say about me is immaterial. God loves me unconditionally and has a magnificent plan for my life.
Are you trusting God to reveal his plan for you? You were created with purpose.
Prayer: When we’re tempted to lose sight of who we are, God remind us we’re created with unlimited potential.
Monday, April 2, 2012
Sifted
I watched her turn the handle on the old sifter as I had many times before.
My wife is a young woman who cooks the old way. And yes, she still sifts flour. “Cake won’t turn out right if you don’t,” she says. Some cooks have given up sifting since lumpy flour and extra protein (bugs) aren’t normally issues anymore. Sifting is painless for the flour but tiring for the one cranking the handle.
I’ve discovered some things that seem unnecessary really are-if you want the cake to turn out right. Peter was about to be sifted, and Jesus warned him; Simon, Simon, Satan has asked to sift you as wheat. But I have prayed for you, Simon, that your faith may not fail. (Luke 22:31-32)
According to his testimony, Peter was ready to be imprisoned and die for Jesus-but he wasn’t. Jesus tried to prepare him for the sifting, but he thought everything was under control. So Jesus burst his confidence bubble with news he would deny him three times. Sure enough, when the chips were down, Peter failed.
Satan sifted but God used it to form Peter into more than he was. Proud Peter became humble. Fearful Peter gained courage. Lumps were smoothed and unhealthy attitudes removed. But not before doing the unimaginable and enduring a look from the one who would die for him.
God sifts us and sometimes uses Satan as the instrument to do it. But God, not Satan, controls the intensity and length of the sifting. The enemy can’t proceed one millimeter beyond God’s determined measure. God’s sovereignty provides the knowledge of just what and how much is needed to get our attention and move us where we need to be.
Overconfidence, stubbornness and lack of complete trust have caused God to crank the handle a few times in my life. When I endured patiently and learned the lesson, life improved, rebellious lumps were crushed, and faith grew stronger.
God sifts because God loves. Let him remove the lumps hindering your faith journey.
Prayer: Merciful Lord, may we endure Your sifting with joy instead of reluctance.
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My wife is a young woman who cooks the old way. And yes, she still sifts flour. “Cake won’t turn out right if you don’t,” she says. Some cooks have given up sifting since lumpy flour and extra protein (bugs) aren’t normally issues anymore. Sifting is painless for the flour but tiring for the one cranking the handle.
I’ve discovered some things that seem unnecessary really are-if you want the cake to turn out right. Peter was about to be sifted, and Jesus warned him; Simon, Simon, Satan has asked to sift you as wheat. But I have prayed for you, Simon, that your faith may not fail. (Luke 22:31-32)
According to his testimony, Peter was ready to be imprisoned and die for Jesus-but he wasn’t. Jesus tried to prepare him for the sifting, but he thought everything was under control. So Jesus burst his confidence bubble with news he would deny him three times. Sure enough, when the chips were down, Peter failed.
Satan sifted but God used it to form Peter into more than he was. Proud Peter became humble. Fearful Peter gained courage. Lumps were smoothed and unhealthy attitudes removed. But not before doing the unimaginable and enduring a look from the one who would die for him.
God sifts us and sometimes uses Satan as the instrument to do it. But God, not Satan, controls the intensity and length of the sifting. The enemy can’t proceed one millimeter beyond God’s determined measure. God’s sovereignty provides the knowledge of just what and how much is needed to get our attention and move us where we need to be.
Overconfidence, stubbornness and lack of complete trust have caused God to crank the handle a few times in my life. When I endured patiently and learned the lesson, life improved, rebellious lumps were crushed, and faith grew stronger.
God sifts because God loves. Let him remove the lumps hindering your faith journey.
Prayer: Merciful Lord, may we endure Your sifting with joy instead of reluctance.
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