Sludge Free

You must live no longer as the Gentiles do.
Ephesians 4:17

There was no longer any friendly banter. The politicians had pulled out all the stops, and the gloves had come off. They were running smear campaigns and defaming each other. It didn’t matter what damage was done or that they had stooped to new lows; they wanted to win. Character assassination was the order of the day.
“Can you believe this?” Melodie said, laying down the newspaper. “Neither of them is standing on godly principals. All they want is to make his opponent look bad. I can’t, in good conscience, vote for either one of them.”
Kyle sighed. “They’re both walking in darkness. Both have consistently voted against moral legislation. They’ve made this election about money and who’s going to bring the economy back in line. You know, if we would honor God’s laws, we wouldn’t be in this financial crisis. There doesn’t seem to be a politician on the Hill that’s standing for what God wants. It’s getting so even the lesser of two evils is totally evil!” Kyle looked toward the ceiling and voiced his concerns. “Forgive our nation, Lord, and those of us who allowed things to get to this point. Raise up men and women to carry the fight to Washington and right this sinking ship. Lift us out of the darkness that has spread itself over our nation like sludge. Amen.”

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The New Living Translation uses the word ungodly in place of Gentiles, denoting Gentiles as anyone not living a godly life.
The world is full of people seeking personal gain in a godless manner. Among them are many of our politicians. They seek to further and empower their party’s worldview regardless of the cost.
Paul is precise in his instruction of how we are to respond. We are to avoid such living while trying to influence those who choose this lifestyle in a godly manner. We may find ourselves with opportunities to share our faith, yet we are instructed to not live as they do. Paul knew that our own spirituality will become contaminated if we swim in sludge.

Prayer

“Lord, keep me under Your watch and care. Help me refrain from anything that fails to line up with Your will. In Jesus’ Name, amen.”

Calluses

Put to death, therefore, whatever belongs to your earthly nature…

Colossians 3:5

“My chords don’t sound anything like yours,” Eric said, shaking his fingers, trying to restore feeling to them.

“I’ve been playing for twenty-seven years,” Lew said. “My fingertips are well-calloused.” Holding his hand so Eric could see the fingertips, he explained, “When I press the strings against the neck it’s like using the rounded end of a ball-peen hammer.” He grinned, “Right now yours are more like putty. Your fingers will toughen up and the chords will sound crisp. Give it time. It’ll come. I promise.”

Eric looked at his fingertips, “I’m thinking mine are more like hamburger than putty!”

Lew laughed, remembering how his fingers had cracked and bled when he first learned to play. “Looks familiar,” he admitted. “I soaked mine in salt water for a few minutes each day. You should too. It stings a might, but it keeps infection from setting in and toughens the skin….helps build those calluses.” As an afterthought he added, “Whatever you do don’t use lotion; it softens your fingertips.”

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This is the perfect example of how our hearts become hardened to sin. Like learning to play the guitar, the things we practice create calluses. These calluses allow us to become insensitive to any spiritual or emotional discomfort involved. The more we do them, the thicker the calluses become. Eventually, there is little to no sensation whatsoever.

Today’s text says that we must get rid of the sinful things that rule our lives. To do that we must remove the callousness that helps propagate sin.  

Reading God’s word is the equivalent to applying lotion to our hearts. Each time we apply the word it removes a little more of the callus. Verse 2 says, “Set your minds on things above.” When we commit God’s word to our heart it removes any callousness we have toward God, and builds calluses between us and Satan.

And as uncomplicated as it sounds: If you’re living in sin, stop it! God is offering you a choice right now. My prayer is that you will put to death anything that stands between you and God. Sometimes it can take awhile. Give it time. It’ll come. God promises!

Prayer

“Scrub away the hard spots of my heart, Lord. Make it soft so Your word can penetrate with life-changing results. In Jesus’ Name, amen.” 

I Understand

For we do not have a high priest who is unable to sympathize with our weaknesses.
Hebrews 4:15

As Bart began the long drive back home, sadness descended upon him. His wife, Jenny, had died two years ago, and now this. He had just left his son, Trenton’s, basic training graduation. Bart had remained strong for Trenton as they’d released each other in embrace, saying good-bye for who knew how long. Trent had orders to ship out for the Persian Gulf tomorrow, and the weight of that was hitting Bart like a sledge to the chest.
Arriving home, Bart listened to the one message on his answering machine. “Hey, Bart, it’s Gary. Give me a call. I reserved a tee time for six-o’clock at Apple Valley. Doug and Chris are gonna round out the foursome.”
Gary’s son had been killed in a firefight when the army’s Third Infantry, along with the 101st Airborne, had made the initial assault on Baghdad in 2003.
As they teed off, just the presence of these three military fathers brought Bart comfort. They understood his heart. He didn’t need to say anything if he didn’t want to, but that unspoken support told him that he would find understanding with any of them when times became difficult.

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Gary’s sensitivity to Bart’s situation told him loud and clear, “I understand what you’re feeling.” Bart knew that Gary’s arranging the golf outing was his way of saying, “If you need anything, bro, we’re here.”
We all need someone in our lives who understands what we’re going through, and God is faithful. He quickens the spirit of those who have suffered similar situations, those who are acquainted with our troubled heart, when we need encouragement. And, as Gary did for Bart, others step up to comfort us.
Yet, even if no one completely understands, there is One Who truly knows what our heart needs most. That One is Jesus. Without a doubt, He can say, “I understand.” Hold out your wounded heart today and find peace.

Prayer

“Jesus, my heart has known sorrow. My heart has known pain. I thank You for bringing peace and comfort when I need it most. Help me reach out to others in that same way whenever I see a need. Amen.”

Over-the-Road Hospitality

Even though they are strangers to you … show hospitality.
3 John 8

Jeff was a long-haul trucker by profession, a servant by nature. His wife, Debra, was both gracious and long-suffering when it came to her husband’s unique ministry.
It had been two years since Jeff had brought home their last house guest. The man had stayed on for two weeks before stealing away in the middle of the night with some of their possessions.
Jeff was on his way home, pulling an empty trailer, carrying an unanticipated passenger. Home typified small-town America, where everyone knew everyone else—and their business. So it was no secret that Jeff was known as the purveyor of hospitality within the sleepy little community.
Over the years, Jeff and Deb had taken in strangers, providing food and shelter for as long as they needed, offering motivation to rise above the circumstances that had brought them to Jeff’s attention.
Notwithstanding their last guest had betrayed their trust, at no time had Jeff or Debbie considered ending their over-the-road ministry. As God continued bringing people their way, they continued ministering the love of Jesus Christ.
With chagrin, Jeff remembered the lesson he’d learned about showing up with someone unannounced. So, in light of that bit of hard-earned wisdom, he called home while his passenger was grabbing them some coffee. “Hey, Deb. I picked up a fellow that’s down on his luck. You okay with me bringing him home?” he asked.
Deb didn’t hesitate. “I’ll have the guest room ready with clean sheets, towels, and washcloths when you get here. Be safe,” she responded, infinitely touched by her husband’s compassion.

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We are passing through this life in preparation for eternity. Jesus, although He had nowhere to lay His own head, was big on hospitality, to the extent He advised His disciples to shake the dust from their feet if they were refused welcome during their travels.
We are to extend welcome to those in need—whether acquaintances or strangers. With all the crime and mistrust today, showing hospitality can be a daunting, if not dangerous, proposition. Yet, we are to seize the opportunity when God solicits our hospitality, trusting He will provide for every eventuality.

Prayer

“Lord, teach me to be hospitable. Show me how to extend the hand of kindness in Jesus’ Name. Amen.”

Strong, Powerful, and Breakable

If anyone speaks, he should do it as one speaking the very words of God.
1 Peter 4:11

Dale and Kieran, two good-willed people, stomped off in different directions following an exchange of words meant to wound each other. It didn’t matter that they hadn’t meant what they’d said or that they couldn’t tell you why they’d said such hurtful things.
Kieran ran to the bedroom, wondering if Dale really loved her while Dale, angry with himself, slammed the sliding glass door on his way outside.
He just didn’t get it. He loved Kieran with all his heart, yet he couldn’t seem to stop himself from blurting out injurious words, words he really didn’t mean. He didn’t blame Kieran; he knew she was just responding to his hurtful words.
Twenty minutes into his thoughts, he walked back in the house, went to the bedroom, and pulled a sobbing Kieran into his arms. “Honey, I’m so sorry. I don’t know why I said what I said. Can you forgive me?”
“Dale, you make my heart hurt when you speak to me that way,” she shared through the tears.

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It’s really quite amazing the amount of physical protection God gave our heart. It is encased within an intricate cage of flexible bone, perfectly designed to shield it from injury, wrapped in sinewy, soft tissue, which is resilient and powerful. Centered between both lungs and liver, it is the strongest muscle in the body, forcing life-giving blood through miles of arteries and capillaries. It requires a tremendous amount of trauma to the chest to damage the heart.
And yet a simple word can completely break it.
We have all experienced heartache or heartbreak at some time in our lives, the empty feeling we think will never go away.
Some wounds take a long time to heal, and relationships can become strained.
In the worst of cases, the wound may never heal completely.
Peter says we have a choice of what comes out of our mouth. A heart bent toward God and a disciplined tongue will save unnecessary wounds.

Prayer

“Lord, help me guard my words. The enemy wants my sharp tongue to surface. Please help me think ahead before I speak. In Jesus’ Name, amen.”

1–800-Who Cares?

Those who are pure in their own eyes … those whose teeth are swords …
Proverbs 30:12, 14

“Excuse me, young man. Could you tell me if there—” The elderly gentleman began, but was immediately cut off!
“Do I look like a tour guide?” the young man said condescendingly. “Look, old man, if you want directions, call 1–800-WHO-CARES!” And with that, he reburied his head in the book he was reading.
Taken aback, the gentleman looked about the mall’s concourse to determine if there was a pharmacy in the complex; his wife was having an angina attack. She’d forgotten her pills and needed nitro to relieve the pain and tightness in her chest!
Deciding to try once more, he began, “Young man, I don’t understand your attitude, nor do I care at this moment to teach you how to respect your elders, but my wife is in need of medication immediately, and I need to know if there is a pharmacy in the mall!”
“Oh, dude, I’m sorry. I didn’t know. Yeah, there’s one down that hall,” he said, pointing to his right, “about half way down on the right.”
With that, the gentleman headed that direction, focused on bringing his wife the care she needed, but determined to revisit the young man if he was still there when this was over.

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Every generation has a group of people whose world is so small that they believe they are the epicenter. Conversely, each generation has become increasingly disrespectful. They have graduated summa cum I couldn’t care less, responding viciously to those who have done them no harm.
The truth is they are a result of our own teaching. We have relaxed the boundaries of discipline to the point that we allow blatant disrespect within our classrooms in deference to lawsuits against well-intended educators in the name of civil rights. This epidemic has run amok! We have forfeited the right to civility because we do not wish to deal with the responsibility of changing matters, leaving it to be inherited by each ensuing generation.
There is not ample room to address this issue correctly here; to say discipline begins at home is a good start.

Prayer

“Help me care about raising caring, respectful children, Lord. Guide me as I guide them. In Jesus’ Name, amen.”

Decisions Decisions

Good and upright is the Lord…He guides the humble in what is right and teaches them his way.

Psalm 25:8, 9

Kelsey’s face was smushed against the front of the case, her hands shrouding her eyes to cut the glare of the sun on the glass. She’d been poised in this position for more than two minutes. Every once in a while she’d shift her line of sight, but never too far from the candied licorice directly in front of her. That was her favorite!

The clerk grinned, glancing at the youngster every now and then. She knew Kelsey would make a decision in due time, this had become a routine of sorts. Every Friday afternoon, Kelsey, armed with a quarter, would traipse into the store and head directly to the penny-candy counter. The all-glass case allowed an unrestricted view of the sixty-eight different varieties of sweet delight just the other side of the glass.

Kelsey would toil over which candy to buy but would eventually settle on her usual: six pieces of layered licorice coated in coconut, and as many jellybeans as the remaining money would buy, followed by the same remark, “There’s too many choices! I just can’t make up my mind! I’d really like to try something different but I don’t know if I’d like it."

“How about I give you a piece of something different for free, just so you can try it…?” the clerk offered.

Kelsey’s eyes lit up, “Really? You’d gimme a freebie?”

“Sure Honey. Then you’ll know if you want to choose something different next time.”

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Give a child too many choices and they have a hard time making a decision; many times, when overwhelmed with options, they make the wrong choice. Understandably, children need guidance to make good choices.

This is true with adults as well. And given the myriad temptations society provides nowadays it’s difficult for anyone to make good choices all the time. We need help, and God offers free guidance if we will humble ourselves enough to ask.

Prayer

“God, I need Your help today. Show me the right path to take and teach me to make the correct choices as I navigate my way through life. In Jesus’ Name, amen!”

Poor in Christ

But the Son of Man has no place to lay his head.
Matthew 8:20

Napoleon was neat, clean, and well dressed. But upon closer inspection, you’d have found that his clothes, although clean and pressed, were threadbare and meticulously hand patched from within, hiding small holes.
He drove a nondescript sedan with worn tires and duct tape holding the driver-side mirror in place. Napoleon had been a teacher of music, music being his second love, Jesus his first.
Napoleon tuned pianos most evenings. He was an interesting man, knowledgeable and well spoken, yet modest, and was often heard to say, “Oh, I just can’t wait!” and when asked for what, he’d say, “Well, for the day I see Jesus! Don’t you know?”
I’m not sure where Napoleon lived, but I am sure it was a modest home, nothing extravagant. You see, not too many people knew of what his love for Jesus and others led him to do. His meager stipend as a teacher paid his bills; his piano-tuning money paid others’ bills.
Napoleon was filled with goodwill; he couldn’t seem to give enough to assuage the desire of his heart. As I said, not too many people knew of his generosity, for it had all been done anonymously. I’m sure that’s why there were only six people at his graveside service. To him it wouldn’t have mattered; he wouldn’t have wanted accolades he felt were meant for Another.

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Jesus had no material ties to this world, and for good reason. He knew the work He had to do before His death must be void of distractions.
Napoleon felt the same way. He was a simple man who’d taken literally what Jesus had said about the cost of following.
Are there things we hang onto a little too tightly, that if asked to give up we might hesitate?
Jesus didn’t say we had to be poor to follow Him; He did say we had to be ready to let go of things upon request and to listen for requests.
Do we have any needless distractions? Blessings held on to cease to be blessings. Are there areas in our lives in which Christ would have us become poor?

Prayer

“What I have, You provided. Is there anything You would have me give away for You or learn to use more in a kingdom way? Amen.”

The Cost of Grace

Shall we go on sinning so that grace may increase? By no means!
Romans 6:1, 2

“Where do you get off telling me I need to make changes?” Trip asked heatedly. “And what’s so wrong with me looking at this anyway! It’s not as if I’m cheating on you!” He threw the magazine across the coffee table and sat back in his chair, smoldering.
“You wait just a minute, Trip. I didn’t make that statement! You said you wanted to change,” Kerry reminded her husband. “Every time I see you looking at those women, I feel cheap and dirty.” She picked the magazine up off the floor, holding it toward him. “Do you really think it shouldn’t bother me?” Tears began to well up. “This can be forgiven. But if you’re going to live closer to Christ, like you professed you wanted to, you’re going to have to make real changes. Do you think God approves of this magazine?” she asked, raising it higher.
That hit home. He’d said he wanted to change, and he’d meant it. But was this so wrong? No sooner had he posed the question in his mind than he had his answer. No matter how he wanted to justify his actions, he just couldn’t picture Jesus flipping through those pages. “I’m sorry,” he said, all the fire gone out of him.
Kerry said softly, “I forgive you. But maybe you’d do better telling God.”

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We can be sure that when we submit our lives to Christ and His care, we will be convicted by those things that do not merit our attention. To continue in doing things that mock God is to solicit evil.
Paul was absolutely clear that grace covers every sin we repent of. But he was also adamant that we do not have licensure to continue living in our old nature with blatant disregard for Christ-like behavior.
Grace cost God His Son. To repeat our past is to mock the cross. When we do that, it guarantees moral struggle and dire consequences. Because as much as God loves us, He hates sin.

Prayer

“Lord, help me put to death anything that is an affront to You. Forgive me in my weakness and give me strength to kill any sin that remains. In Jesus’ Name, amen.”

Imitate the Father

In everything, do to others what you would have them do to you.
Matthew 7:12

Crystie and Andrew were still reeling from shock. They had just discovered that their investment firm had become involved in shady marketing strategies and had lost all their holdings.
“What are we going do, Andy?” The hurt and anger were apparent in her voice. “They can’t get away with this!”
“I don’t know, Crystie,” Andrew said, his own thoughts scrambled. Their broker was supposedly one of their best friends. How could this have happened?
Trying to order his thoughts, Andrew wondered if there was any legal action they could take that would allow them to recoup their losses. “I’ll contact Jay and ask him what they intend to do for the shareholders. Maybe it’s not as bad as it appears.” He wasn’t nearly as hopeful as he tried to sound.
“Do you think Jay is mixed up in this too? I mean … ” She just let it drop in midsentence.
Andrew was quickened in his spirit, remembering how this had all begun. “Listen, we prayed about this. We were sure God said to move forward. He’s still in control, and we have to believe He’ll work this out. As far as Jay, I don’t want to believe he would be involved directly, but regardless, we’re gonna get through it.” He drew Crystie close and kissed the top of her head.

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In the parable of the gifts of the Father, Jesus says we have a choice in how we treat others; He suggests we are capable of doing good.
Some in today’s society are willing to risk other people’s livelihood in an attempt to profit, not caring how they do so in order to attain their goal.
How we treat each other has to do with where we get our strength and Who, if anyone other than ourselves, we trust in.
Jesus told those listening to consider how they treated others. He was saying, regardless of how others treat us, we have a choice in how we treat them. He’s suggesting we imitate the Father.

Prayer

“Lord, it’s not easy dealing with someone who intentionally sets out to deceive us. Help me extend mercy and grace so that peace will reign in my heart. In Jesus’ Name, amen.”

Do We Resonate?

Sing and make music in your heart to the Lord.
Ephesians 5:19

Wendy was a busy fourth grader with a penchant for making noise. Fortunately for her, Mr. Wren was an imaginative teacher. One day after class, he pulled Wendy aside. “How would you like to learn to play a musical instrument, Wendy?” he asked. “I believe you would make a wonderful musician.” He encouraged, “What do you say? Want to give it a try?”
“I don’t know, Mr. Wren.” Her voice was strained as she struggled to relate the battle within her. “Mom says we don’t have enough money to even rent an instrument, let alone buy one.” Her disappointment was obvious. “I want to play the violin, but … ” Her small voice trailed off a moment. Then something came alive within her. “I really love the way the music resonates when the bow glides over the strings.”
He could see the glint of a fire in her eyes as he wondered, Where did she come up with resonates? He shook his head in amazement, smiled, and said, “Come with me.”
Taking her hand, he led her to Ms. Ostrander’s music room. Entering the empty classroom, Mr. Wren explained, “We have a new program, Wendy, where any student who wants to learn to play an instrument can join the band or orchestra, and the school will provide the instrument. If the school provided a violin, would you want to learn to play?”
“Ohhh.” Her small hands clasped together in a wishful pose. “Do you mean it?” she squealed.
“Yes, Wendy. What do you say?” he asked.
“Yes! Yes! Ohhh, yes!” Wendy practically screamed.

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To resonate means to have a full and pleasing sound.
As the rosined bow is drawn across the violin’s strings, it creates vibrant sound. When in the hands of a master, the sound is full and pleasing. Yet, in the hands of an apprentice, the noises emanating from the instrument are somewhat less enchanting.
Only through much practice does the violinist become proficient in producing sounds that make the heart glad. If, however, we would attempt to become more proficient by practicing, both sounds are pleasing to the Lord.

Prayer

“May the music of my heart be pleasing to You, Lord. Teach me to resonate with fullness for Your pleasure. Amen.”

Evil’s Insidious Nature

When an evil spirit comes out of a man … it says, “I will return to the house I left … then it takes with it seven other spirits more wicked than itself … ”
Matthew 12:43, 44

Peter had never seen anything like this. A pastor for over twelve years, he believed in and had dealt with demonic influence. This was different.
Carol had been involved in the occult but had, at some point, denounced the lifestyle and began attending church. Recently, something had changed. She was exhibiting different personalities; they would come and go, schizophrenic in nature.
Carol’s husband had worked with Peter before he’d entered the ministry, so it seemed only natural to ask for his help. “Pete, I don’t know what to do. Carol’s acting crazy. She sits and rocks, then jumps up and runs around screaming unintelligibly. Can you help?”
Peter agreed to counsel Carol. That agreement began a month-long spiritual war unequaled by anything in his past.
Each time he spoke with Carol she manifested different personalities. One refused to hold a Bible, screeching wildly when Peter held one near her. Others cursed violently or attacked Peter physically. One even caused Carol to run from the sanctuary during praise and worship, screaming obscenities. Over a difficult, battle-ridden month, Peter discovered she had revisited the occult. Eventually, Peter brought each demon under Jesus’ authority and cast them out.
Clear eyed, Carol sought to fill the cleansed places of her heart through the Holy Spirit’s instruction.

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Today’s story, though names have been changed, is true. Demonic influence is real. But Satan wants you to think it’s all fairy-tale and make-believe.
We were born into a world of evil, and its nature is to insidiously destroy as many lives as it can. And whether we choose to believe in this evil or not determines the effect it will have on us.
By choosing to deny evil’s existence, we give Satan and his minions the freedom to destroy with blatant disregard to Jesus’ warning in Scripture.
We have been given authority over the enemy. But we must believe he is real before we can engage him in battle.

Prayer

“Lord, show me the truth of spiritual warfare. Implant in my heart courage to face this evil and, in Your power, deny it room. Amen.”

Complete Rest

Then I heard a voice from heaven say, “Write: Blessed are those who die in the Lord from now on … they will rest from their labor … ”
Revelation 14:13

“Can you imagine never having to deal with temptation again?” Phil asked incredulously. “It’s almost inconceivable. But that’s exactly what Jesus means when he says, ‘Well done, good and faithful servant. Come and share in your master’s happiness!’”
Phil was speaking at a teen conference, enlightening them on benefits of living a sanctified life. “That means never feeling the need to give in to torment, never feeling the allure of premarital sex, never having to say no to drugs because there won’t be any!”
“Do you really believe that?” one young man challenged. “I mean, like, we’re really gonna live without temptation of any kind?” His skepticism was shared by many nodding heads.
“Yes, I do believe it!” Phil said with a passion and assurance that transcended their doubt. “Jesus said it, and I believe Him! If you believe anything Jesus said, you have to believe it all.” He gave them a moment to digest that and then said, “Jesus said, ‘Great is your reward in heaven.’ Complete peace is part of the reward for living for Jesus! Don’t you see it?” He had them thinking. “To live for Him here, saying no to evil and yes to righteousness, means when we live with Him, there it will really be heaven!”

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Temptation has a way of making us believe we need what it’s selling right now! But Jesus asks us to defer short-term self-satisfaction so that we may enjoy His long-term eternal reward.
It’s not easy saying no when giving in would feel good for a while. And that’s the catch: it only feels good for a while and then come the consequences.
To consecrate our life to Christ is not to say we will never fail. It means we care enough to die to ourselves.
To refuse is to say we don’t believe in or want what Jesus says is waiting for us: complete and utter peace.
Jesus said, “They will rest from their labor.” Labor means work. The opposite of work means never having to fight against evil ever! Live for His rest!

Prayer

“Help me say no when temptation is near, Lord Jesus. Thank You for Your promise of complete rest. Amen.”

Who’s Your Model?

To this you were called, because Christ suffered for you, leaving you an example, that you should follow in his steps.
1 Peter 1:21

Sitting around the backyard fire pit, Jimmy posed the question to J.D. “I know some of your story, but when did you finally decide to follow Jesus?”
“Well,” J.D. began, “I’ve mentioned before that I gave my heart to Christ at the tender age of twelve, and I meant it too!” he said decisively. “But when I turned fifteen, we moved and I began running with a group of guys four years older than me. They were pretty rough, and God didn’t fit into their lifestyle, so I ditched Him too. Within a year, I’d started hanging with two guys in particular; I eventually rewrote my moral and ethical standards. I was young and impressionable; I looked up to them. Well, life got pretty wild. It wasn’t all bad. As a matter of fact, some of it felt great! But thirty years of that lifestyle wears on you. I got tired of living day to day with no goals or significant motivation. So I told God, ‘If you don’t help me stop, I’m not gonna stop.’ I meant that too!”
“So what happened?” Jimmy asked with a grin.
“No joke, Jimmy. I felt God tell me to stop looking at the world as a model for success. So right there I asked Jesus to lead me out of that prison I called freedom. I’ve been following Him ever since.”

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The world can be an attractive example of what it means to live. But it’s not the right one.
In our hunger for acceptance and attention, we sometimes choose spiritually unhealthy, nonbeneficial lifestyles, refusing the truth of where we’re headed in order to rationalize doing things we know to be wrong.
When we model our life after the world, we’re choosing to go our own way; that flies in the face of God’s sacrifice.
Life is about Who we choose to follow and why. God will not force His will for our lives on us. But a life lived in the shadow of Jesus’ example yields eternal life, a life that begins the moment we choose to follow in His steps.

Prayer

“Lord Jesus, You lead, I’ll follow. Draw me into a relationship that is life changing. Amen.”

Can I Talk to Nannaw?

Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God.
Matthew 5:8

The little girl climbed into her father’s lap as he sat reading the newspaper. His startled look didn’t faze her in the least; she was on a mission. “Daddy, can Nannaw hear me when I pray?” Daddy was thinking of how to respond and what to tell her, not really knowing if God allows views from the portals of heaven, when she broke his concentration once again, excitedly saying, “I know she can, ‘cause Babbaw Nelson said he would keep watch over me when he went to be with Jesus. So if he can see me from up there, then Nannaw can hear me! Babbaw said so!”

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There is something pure in a child’s faith. When they are taught by someone they trust, they believe. As we age, there is a real danger of becoming cynical. We can lose the purity of heart we once enjoyed as a child. We use phrases like, “That’s so childish” or “Now that I’m older,” to rationalize our mature yet awkward relationship with God. Purity is a matter of the heart, not age. Our hearts end up jailed as we lose that childlike trust. Over time, other things crowd out our innocence, and the world comes crashing in upon our unprotected heart. “But,” Jesus said, “take heart! I have overcome the world.” Our hearts can be reclaimed! It requires a decision to turn things over to Christ, seeking help in dealing with the accusing whispers of the enemy while reaching up in childlike faith. When we cry out to see God, listening in the ensuing quiet, He is revealed to us. The return from cynical maturity to a pure heart is possible. God wants to be seen by us. Would you believe?

Prayer

“Papa God, I cry out to you in my pain with a childlike innocence. Please reveal to me your restoring power, the power that can give me my heart back. Lead me into healing and peace. Send someone to help me walk this out because I can’t do it alone. In Jesus’ Name, amen.”

He Will Welcome Me

And you will receive a rich welcome into the eternal kingdom of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.
2 Peter 1:11

“I’m sorry about your father, David.” Nancy offered her condolences on the loss of his father. “How are you and your mother doing?”
David had been born at a time when society missed the blessing of Down’s syndrome children and institutionalized them instead. But Dick and Betty Lou had refused to yield to a worldview that discarded children in an effort to justify not dealing with the responsibility and challenges that special needs children pose. They raised David to believe he could succeed, and he had! He not only learned to care for himself, but for others as well, his passion for life driven entirely by a greater passion for Jesus.
“Thank you,” he said, halting and then continuing with solemnity. “We are coping.”
“If there’s anything you need, please call us,” Nancy offered.
It was evident that David’s response to Nancy’s genuine concern was heartfelt. “Thank you very much. I will relay that to my mother.” Then David shared, “My Dad’s in heaven, and someday we will join him.”
“Yes, but not soon, right?” Nancy was sure David was not alluding to a premature reunion.
“No, not soon,” he replied with understanding. “But someday.” And then David declared with certainty, “I am his only son, and he will welcome me!”
What profound insight, Nancy thought. “Yes, David, he will be standing at the portal of heaven, waiting to present you to Jesus.”

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What a startling image of our arrival to our true home! We who die in Christ will not just awaken in heaven to stand before God (although this would surely be enough). Our arrival will be celebrated by the Host of heaven, and we will see those who have long since slipped from our memories.
Peter speaks of a rich welcome, when time will be no more, and the constraints we live with on earth will vanish in that moment! All of heaven’s attention will be trained upon two people: the One who made it possible and us. In that moment, we will be His only child, and He will surely welcome us.

Prayer

“Lord, I long for the day when You celebrate my arrival and I see You face to face. Until then, lead me in Your grace. Amen.”

The Kindness of Kindness

He who gives to the poor will lack nothing.
Proverbs 28:27

Jonathan and Gloria’s fiftieth wedding anniversary was fast approaching, but they hadn't made plans for a celebration because they couldn't afford much more than cards for each other. Deciding finances were just too tight, they agreed that they would settle for cards. After fifty years together, they didn't really need anything else.
Friends in the community found out and set about organizing a secret fund to rectify the situation. In just two weeks, they raised enough to pay for reservations for a weekend at Salt Fork Lodge.
The Carringtons would be able to enjoy some much needed time alone, away from the farm and daily chores. People had taken to the idea with great enthusiasm! The love within the community was apparent. The fund had grown so quickly that there was several hundred dollars left over after the reservations were paid for. The remainder was allotted for dining out, dancing, and a couple of shows. There would even be enough left over for each to buy a present for the other!
The day the surprise was unveiled almost the entire community showed up. They presented their gift to the Carringtons after church the Sunday before their anniversary. Jonathan’s best man was given the privilege of presenting them a check for six hundred eighty-seven dollars, a room confirmation number, and a gas card to cover the fuel for their trip.
Speechless, the Carringtons wiped tears from their eyes as they surveyed the smiles on the faces of those in attendance.

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Kindness is an act of love and obedience. When we give unselfishly to those in need, we fulfill God’s purpose, and it pleases Him. By giving of ourselves we do God’s work, we become His hands and feet.
We should always be mindful of those who are less fortunate.
Giving helps us remain unselfish, and it focuses our faith and trust where it should be: on God.
This is one of God’s promises: we will never be in need if we provide for those who are. He asks and then leaves the kindness up to us.

Prayer

“May You find in me a willingness to always give of myself, whether it be time or money. Help me be selfless for Your purpose. In Jesus’ Name, amen.”

With Confidence?

Let us then approach the throne of grace with confidence.
Hebrews 4:16

Jennifer had heard it all before. “God answers prayer.” Well, it never happened for her! She was listening while her best friend Rachel asked God for a specific answer to her prayer. A hurricane had blown the roof off her house, and she was asking God to send someone who would not take advantage of her. She had insurance, but so many homes had been affected that the reputable contractors were busy. In the past, fly-by-night contractors had descended on the areas hardest hit. They had given people low bids to entice them to sign on the dotted line; and then they’d taken their cash and never returned.
As Rachel ended her prayer, she saw the scorn in Jen’s eyes. “Before you start doubting, watch and see how God answers my prayer.”
“I’m sorry. I just don’t have the confidence that He really cares!” Rachel said skeptically. “I’ve never seen Him answer any of my prayers!” she blurted, which sounded more like hope-filled defiance.
That evening, a contractor from Ohio knocked on Rachel’s door asking if she had found someone to facilitate repairs. He provided written testimonies from people he had done work for following prior storms and explained that this was his way of serving God. He would drive from Ohio after each storm, spend time working for half his normal rate, repairing as many homes as he could, and then return home.

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God answers every prayer whether we see the answer or not. The only difference between Rachel and Jennifer was experiential faith. Rachel had seen God’s answers; Jennifer had not. Perhaps because God had chosen to answer in a way she had not expected, possibly the answer wasn’t one she wanted.
Scripture says God’s grace is for each of us; it does not respect who we are or what we’ve done. But it does favor those who approach the throne with confidence. Witnessing God’s response develops our faith. That faith causes us to expect an answer. The more we develop that faith, the easier it is to see how God answers prayer.

Prayer

“Help me see how You respond to my prayers, God. Give me the confidence to trust You. I want to know that You are working in my life. In Jesus’ Name, amen.”

Afflicted

It was good for me to be afflicted so that I might learn your decrees.
Psalm 119:71

Rolf had contracted Acquired Immune Deficiency Syndrome from a blood transfusion he’d received in the early eighties, before the CDC began testing for the AIDS virus. He’d lived independently for quite a long time, but recent increased severity in his symptoms had forced Rolf to give up the freedom he cherished and move into a nursing facility. He was a straight-talking kinda guy, used to saying what was on his mind; today he was saying he didn’t like this confounded nursing home he was confined to! His caseworker, Kari, had taken an instant liking to him.
During the intake, she’d asked Rolf how he’d contracted AIDS. He’d told her he’d gotten the virus through a transfusion he received during a surgery in 1982. Unaware the blood was contaminated, the virus had been discovered through a blood test in 1997 when Rolf had had an extended bronchial infection.
He told Kari he’d spent the first year angry at the world. Then someone had given him a Bible, and he’d begun reading it. He confided to Kari that had it not been for the AIDS virus, he might never have found Jesus Christ. Reaching over to his nightstand, Rolf grabbed that very Bible and, looking directly into Kari’s eyes, said, “I want you to have this. Read it and ask God to show you what it means. I promise you He will.”
She did, and He had. Kari cried tears of joy and sorrow at Rolf’s funeral, thankful God had sent him to show her the way to Jesus.

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Affliction can be devastating. But it can also be life changing. When we’ve been brought to the end of our own strength, we must learn to rely on someone greater than ourselves, as in Rolf’s case, God.
In truth, we are all afflicted. Every one of us has a deadly disease that we cannot cure ourselves: sin. And only God can take away this affliction and that can only happen once we discover our need and ask for healing. Have you asked God to heal your affliction?

Prayer

“Lord, set me free from the affliction of sin. Remove all vestiges of it from my life by the blood of Your Son, Jesus. Amen.”

That Day

Righteousness and justice are the foundation of your throne.
Psalm 89:14

“Have you seen what’s happening?” Mark asked Collette over the phone.
“Yes, we have the TV on, and I can see the smoke on the horizon. What’s going on, Mark? Who would do something like this?” she asked as they watched smoke billow from the Twin Towers. Mark from his office in Midtown, she from Queens. Then came the news that the Pentagon had been hit. Anger mixed with fear brought the unbidden question: How many planes do they have?
There was so much confusion that day—citizens running away from the chaos, first responders running into burning buildings.
Life changed that day as people looked on with a mixture of horror and fascination.
And in the time it took for those acts of terrorism to unfold, a nation resolved to pursue with determination those responsible.
In the ensuing years, there has been waning support; life has resumed; many have forgotten the reality of that day. But the question of that day still lingers: where were You that day, God?

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On September 11, 2001, our innocence was forever soiled. That day when the towers fell; that day when brave men and women gave their lives; that day when children became orphans; that day when evil appeared to have won; that day when we had an overwhelming need to know … where were You, God?
He was there, reaching down in love to comfort those who were suffering in the planes and the towers, the Pentagon, and on Flight 93; He was there, leading brave men and women into burning buildings while others were running for their lives; He was there, receiving each of His children who made that journey into eternity; He was there, catching the tears of every man, woman, and child overcome with fear and uncertainty.
We live in a world where everyone has free will; bad things happen to good and bad people alike.
Where was God on that day? Where He was the day His Son died and has always been—on His throne. And someday soon He will judge the nations. On that day, justice will reign.

Prayer

“O Lord, may we never lose sight of You just because evil has threatened our faith. We stand secure in the knowledge that You are always here and that we are not alone. Amen.”

Flatter or Favor?

He who rebukes a man will in the end gain more favor than he who has a flattering tongue.
Proverbs 28:23

Carlos’s role in the corporation’s steady growth over the past two quarters had earned him the lead on one of their largest projects. At the moment, he was meeting with a team of advisors to determine what the company should do next in preparation for launching the twenty-five-thousand-dollar ad campaign.
“Our target audience is twenty-two to forty-five-year-old females,” he said, directing everyone’s attention to the built-in monitors in the conference table. “Okay, sounds good.” “That sounds about right.” “Great!” “You’re the man,” came responses from the ingratiating group.
“All right. Let’s move on,” said Carlos, believing the matter was settled.
“Hold on a minute,” interrupted Brendan. “I’m not sure we should limit our ad to females. I believe we’d be missing a large portion of potential customers if we target them alone.”
Conversation immediately ceased as everyone waited for this ad exec wannabe to get shut down.
But to their amazement, Carlos simply asked, “Okay, what do you have in mind?”
“Well,” he pressed, “we’re coming into the Christmas season. I believe that if we include our target audience’s counterpart, twenty-two to forty-five-year-old males, we can increase sales by targeting their purchases for their spouses and girlfriends.”
“I like it,” he said. “Let’s figure out how to incorporate them into this marketing strategy. Good work, Bishop.”

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Carlos hadn’t gotten where he was by figuring it out all on his own. Realizing he didn’t have all the answers, he was open to criticism. We would do well to follow his lead. By refusing to listen to or give useful criticism, we are cutting ourselves and others off from useful correction. We also must not accept everything presented to us as accurate or just. We must assess each situation and speak up where necessary.
If we approach each situation with sensitivity, we will discover a greater capacity for understanding in which we can both hear and be the voice of reason by departing from a closed-minded mentality. Do we want to flatter or gain favor?

Prayer

“Lord, help me recognize when I need to listen to criticism or confront certain issues in love. Give me the wisdom I need to do what’s right. In Jesus’ Name, amen.”

A Language of Faith

I have been reminded of your sincere faith, which first lived in your grandmother Lois.
2 Timothy 1:5

Grandma Doris never liked hearing the words shut up. She said they hurt her ears and her heart. So when Grandma Doris was around, you said, “hush” or “be quiet.” If she heard anything else, you were in for a major scolding!
Grandma Doris emigrated from England in 1904 at the tender age of seven. She brought with her all her worldly possessions and an already deep faith in Jesus Christ. She married Grandpa Earnest, a preacher, and together they passed on the inherent traits of a pioneer: press ahead in kindness and never look back in regret. The legacy passed on by Grandma Doris was given to her by her father and his father before him. In the lineage of both Grandma Doris and Grandpa Earnest there is a history of profound faith in Jesus Christ. For at least six generations before and the two since, there have been preachers and lay leaders serving God, great men and women of faith.
Grandma Doris’s death left a hole in people’s hearts but not their faith. That heritage lives on and is testament to what was important to Grandma Doris: loving Jesus and using words to edify and not impair the lives of those we meet.

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It seems like such a simple thing, teaching children the value of using kinder language rather than harmful words. But it’s in the simple things that we discover our true character.
How we treat others, such as which words we use, speaks volumes of who we are and what we believe. Harsh language says we are not concerned about how we gain the results we are seeking.
Paul wrote to Timothy in regard to testifying with power. He said to testify in love and self-discipline, letting God do the convicting.
Too many times our society uses words with shock value to make a point. Paul tells us that kind words, full of grace, will accomplish the task. We are to testify of Jesus’ love and do it in a language of faith passed on from generation to generation.

Prayer

“Lead me to speak kindly in faith, Lord. May I always testify to Your love with words of grace. In Jesus’ Name, amen.”

I’m Christ’s Alone

For in Him we move and live and have our being.
Acts 17:28

Many of the songs he’d written were inspired by the trials he’d faced. This song had become his mission statement, so to speak.
Jon had tested the waters of life. But there hadn’t been much wisdom in Jon’s selection process. He’d just headed out with the belief that he was entitled to have some fun. When confronted about his cavalier lifestyle, Jon smugly answered, “If it was good enough for Solomon, then it’s good enough for me!” So Jon set out to pleasure himself for the purpose of gaining self-awareness, an experiment of sorts, he called it. After years of the more sordid things of life, he’d gotten tired of the casual life. Redirecting his efforts, Jon pursued a more spiritual awakening, using mind-altering chemicals to assist in gaining nirvana.
One evening while high on crystal meth, Jon sideswiped an abandoned vehicle along the side of the road. His vehicle had rolled twice and come to rest in the ditch. Suffering life-threatening injuries, Jon had somehow survived.
Over the next ten weeks, he labored in the rehabilitation ward at the OSU Medical Center. Layer by layer, God peeled away Jon’s rebellion. One of his rehab nurses spoke to Jon about how blessed he was to have survived. She spoke about the hope she had found in Jesus Christ. The week before Jon left Dodd Hall, he gave his life to Christ, writing the words that would later become the song “I’m Christ’s Alone.”

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Many of us have traveled through life taking our own little detours from God’s designated path, recklessly experimenting with dangerous things, so we could experience life on our own terms. Most, if not all of us found nothing but emptiness.
Luke, in today’s text, sums up Paul’s words to the Romans about the freedom to be found in a relationship with Jesus Christ. Paul told them that God gives all men life, breath, and everything else, so that they might seek and find His Son. Like Jon, God is always willing to meet us at our point of surrender. Unlike Jon, we needn’t take life’s detours.

Prayer

“Lord Jesus, I’m tired of running. Lead me into a life better lived through Your Spirit. In Your Name I pray, amen.”

Soldiers of Love

As a mother comforts her child, so I will comfort you.
Isaiah 66:13

J.J. had juvenile diabetes. His father pricked his little, four-and-a-half-year-old finger to see if he needed an insulin injection, a process that was repeated four times each day. J.J.’s mom was in charge of making sure he ate the right foods at the right times.
Blindsided two years ago by the diagnosis, Aaron and Megan had managed to make the necessary adjustments, ensuring their son would lead as normal a life as possible.
A professional musician, Aaron was on the road much of the time. Home for a few days, he loved spending time with the kids.
In a recent interview, he’d been asked how Megan managed the home with him on the road so much. “I head home if there’s a crisis,” he’d said wryly. “But meeting J.J.’s everyday needs falls to Megan. She’s a real trooper! Up at seven every morning, she tests J.J.’s blood sugar and fixes breakfast accordingly. She balances the demands of J.J.’s daily routine while Kaylie, our three-month-old, vies for her attention. Megan never gets a day off and never complains.” He summed up his thoughts. “Moms are soldiers of love. They’re the ones who handle the continuously changing needs.” He added, “Dads are the warriors; we kill the giants. But moms? Moms are forever! When our kids get sick or fall and skin their knees, there’s only one person they want. And it’s not me! I respect my wife. I could never do what she does.”

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Mothers are a special breed. They faithfully go the extra mile without thought of compensation. If you tried to reward them, they would be offended.
Men may be the spiritual leaders of the household, but mothers are the glue that bonds the family together. It is said, “A father will go to war for his children; a mother will die.”
Jesus compared a mother’s love to His own. There is no greater compliment than to be compared to the Savior of the world. And the epitome of His love is revealed in the touch of a mother. They truly are soldiers of love.

Prayer

“Thank You, Lord, for mothers, for their compassion, tenderness, self-sacrifice, and thank You for creating them to love like Jesus. Amen.”

No After Without Before

Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; old things have passed away; behold, all things have become new.

II Corinthians 5:17 NKJV

Lori was nervous about meeting Jim’s parents. Worried to the point of making herself ill, she finally said something to Jim.

His smile held compassion, “Lori, who you are today is God’s child. And what you did in the past is not who you were anyway. You’re a survivor.”

“But if they find out they’ll hate me…”

“Give them a little credit, honey. They know how Jesus changes things when He comes into someone’s life.”

“But it makes me feel dirty thinking about them knowing,” she admitted with more than a little shame.

Jim gauged his response, “They know I love you. And that’s all they need to know.”

“But what if they ask about my past!” she blurted, scared to death.

“Then we’ll tell them you had a rough adolescence and that you asked God to cover all that with His grace,” Jim said matter-of-factly.

“And you think that’ll work?!”

“Yes, I do,” he said with a confident smile.

“I still hope they never find out!”

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Once saved, many people fear judgment of their past.

In the song, “Different Light” by Big Daddy Weave, Mike Weaver sings, ‘'cause there’s no after without before.’

The power of God to redeem through Jesus Christ is the act of Him taking what was wrong in our lives and remaking us into a whole, new, and more close to His plan for our lives person. Not perfect but oh so much better. And no one but God has the right to stand in judgment.

If we fail to allow God to use our re-creation to help others feel safe enough to ask Him to do the same for them, we deny Jesus’ redemptive power, and effectively let Satan stop us from witnessing God’s grace.

I’m not suggesting we tell everyone we meet about our past. I’m saying if you sense God asking if you’ll allow Him to use your ‘before’ to help someone who is still lost and scared, smile, and tell them about it, and how God made you a new creation, after! 

Prayer

“I’m not proud of my past, Lord, but if someone knowing what You delivered me from will help them get set free, then I want to be willing to tell them my ‘before’, and how You changed all that. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.”

Intellect or Wisdom?

A rich man may be wise in his own eyes, but a poor man who has discernment sees through him.
Proverbs 28:11

J.D. Artweller had amassed a fortune. His holdings included three of the high-rise structures visible along Chicago’s skyline, one of which housed the eighty-second floor, corner office he was sitting in. He held partnership in two banks and owned the local ALS team. Nobody really knew the true extent to which he was involved.
“Martha!” Artweller hollered at his receptionist. “Is Flanerty here yet?” … ”Time is money,” he grumbled to himself.
“Yes, Mr. Artweller,” Martha answered.
“Then send him in!” came his clipped command.
She smiled across her desk at J.D.’s 2:30 appointment, hoping to alleviate any tension her boss’s crassness might be causing.
J.D. didn’t seem to care about people other than what they could do to increase his holdings. Embarrassed for the man, she said apologetically, “You may go in now, Mr. Flanerty.”
She needn’t have been worried. John Flanerty wasn’t fazed by Artweller’s demeanor. He’d had dealings with J.D. in the past. He knew him to be a very lonely man beneath the rough-barked exterior, and had determined when he’d first met J.D. to show him unconditional kindness by treating him in such a way that it would be in keeping with the nature of Jesus. Perhaps those seeds would sprout and choke out the bitterness entangling his heart.

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For reasons unknown to most of us, there are people who have been wounded so deeply that they have turned to the god of wealth for their validation. They hold the misconception that accumulated riches equates to great wisdom. But there is a distinct difference between great wisdom and intellectual and financial cunning. And those who are discerning know the difference, they see right through the J.D.s of the world.
Matthew 6:24 says, “You cannot serve both God and money.” This world and everything in it is God’s. When we greedily hoard stuff or money we set our hearts against God. To be rich and wise in our own eyes is to be lost. Not just in thought or position, but in spirit. There are no riches worth such cost.

Prayer

“Help me to not be possessive of what You’ve given me, Lord. Guide my heart to distribute Your wealth where it will do the most good. In Jesus’ Name, amen.”

Once Upon a Time

O Lord, open his eyes so he may see.
2 Kings 6:17

“Tell me a bedtime story, Daddy!” squealed Jennifer Rose.
“Okay, but just a short one,” Dale said as he lay his daughter in her bed. “Let’s see,” he began. “There once was a little girl who had a great big guardian angel. One day, as the little girl walked along a path beside a swift-flowing creek, she slipped in the mud, falling headlong into the water. Now, the water was deep and the undertow was strong! The little girl screamed ‘Help! Help!’ as she struggled against the current. She stroked with all her might, pulling herself closer and closer to the edge of the creek.
Unseen by the little girl, her guardian angel gently pushed her with his huge hand, nudging her toward safety until finally she reached the bank.
Well, that little girl clawed her way onto dry ground; thankful God had heard her cry. She raced home and told her mother about her harrowing experience!
Relieved that her daughter was safe, the mother scolded her for running off on her own. She warned the little girl to never go near the creek alone!
The little girl said, ‘I’m sorry, Mommy,’ then added, ‘But I’m never alone. My guardian angel is always with me! He’s the one who saved me!’
Her mother answered, ‘That’s nice, honey. Now go get changed.’ And the little girl lived happily ever after.
Okay, end of story, time to go to sleep.” He kissed Jennifer on the forehead and turned out the light.

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Most bedtime stories are make-believe and fictional, the equivalent of a fairy tale. But what about today’s story? Do we believe, like the little girl, that angels are watching over us in the heavenly realm? Are there otherworldly warriors fending off the enemy as we journey through life? Do we believe, as the Bible declares, that the air around us is filled with a raging battle?
Or do we, like the world, believe that it’s just a good story in an outdated book?
We either believe it or we don’t. There is no middle ground. So what do we believe? Truth or fairy tale?

Prayer

“Reveal the truth to those who doubt in the heavenly realm, Lord. Like Elisha’s servant, open their eyes. Amen.”

Deep- Seeded Desires

Each one is tempted, when by his own evil desire, he is dragged away and enticed.
James 1:14

Taylor was beautiful. Gary had tried—unsuccessfully—to land a date with her for almost two years. So when she stopped by his office on Tuesday and said with a smile, “I’m free Friday night if you don’t have any plans,” Gary immediately secured the date. The problem was he actually did have plans. And his plan’s name was Wendy. Gary and Wendy had been dating for about a month.
Gary, realizing his dilemma, called Wendy and told her something had come up, and he wouldn't be able to keep their date on Friday. Wendy had assured him it was okay and that she would take a rain check.
All day Friday, Gary played out his perfect scenario of how the evening would go: a quiet dinner over on the east side at Carrillo’s, a ride in a Handsome Cab through the Old Town, followed by a romantic walk down by the pier. He couldn't believe his luck; he had finally gotten a date with Taylor!
They arrived at Carrillo’s around 7:00. Upon entering the restaurant, Gary walked straight into his worst nightmare. There stood Wendy and her father, waiting to be seated. When their eyes met, Wendy’s smile disappeared and was replaced by a look of horror and humiliation. Suddenly, Gary realized in his desire to date Taylor he had made a self-centered decision. His regret was profound, immediate, and too late.

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Our value systems become compromised when we cloak selfish, indulgent behavior in lies and choose to give in to deep-seeded desires that are morally or ethically wrong. When temptation rears its ugly head, we must look for a way of escape instead of allowing the thought room to breed and grow.
Temptation in itself is not sin. But, as James describes, we get carried away when we don’t immediately reject its offer. When we entertain the temptation, we are taking steps to consummate the agreement brought by the enemy. Instead, we should be running in the opposite direction. Remember, no temptation has taken us that we cannot overcome if we choose (1 Corinthians 10:13).

Prayer

“Lord, help me live a righteous life. Cause me to be aware of the danger in entertaining evil desires, even momentarily. In Jesus’ Name, amen.”

Proven Character

Romans 5:3, 4 We also rejoice in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character, hope.

Cody was a C- and D student in his freshman and sophomore years of high school. The university he was applying to required a 2.8 GPA for enrollment. His cumulative 2.4 wasn't going to get him in. But someone had watched Cody change over the past two years, and he believed in him. He wrote a letter to the dean of admissions, enlightening him with regard to Cody’s accomplishments and his 3.24 GPA in his final two years of school. He asked that the university take into consideration this change of behavior when determining whether this young man should be given an opportunity to prove himself at their institution.
To their credit, they allowed Cody to enroll at their branch campus, promising that a 2.8 GPA in his first year of studies would make him eligible for transfer to the main campus the following semester. To his credit, Cody carried a 3.1 GPA that first year and was allowed to transfer. He graduated with a 3.45 GPA, a bachelor’s degree in psychology, and a minor in criminal law.

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Cody is reminiscent of those who for one reason or another have applied themselves in their latter years. Sadly, many who make these positive changes are never reaffirmed.
But unlike our peers, God doesn't see us as unfit because we made poor choices in our early years. He is pleased that the changes take place. Cody was fortunate that someone saw the change taking place in him and believed it to be genuine.
God also wants to champion our cause, to stand up for us in the face of opposition. Abba Father wants us to know that He sees us. He knows the truth and urges us to persevere by overcoming hopelessness. He wants us to know and feel the satisfaction of positive change in our lives. He whispers, “It is possible to build character at any point during your life.” We need only choose to believe and follow His lead.

Prayer

“Lord, please raise up advocates for those who are genuinely trying to make a better life. Bind those who would stand against them and restore hope to the hearts of Your people. In Jesus’ Name, amen.”

Miles of Preparation

Being confident of this, that he who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus.
Philippians 1:6

As he read the e-mail, he could actually picture the tears running down his daughter’s face. In her freshman year at college, she was struggling with separation anxiety. So was her daddy. Separated by two hundred miles, it felt like ten thousand.
That first year marked the beginning of new levels of growth for the family. Visits by both student and parents alike marked their progress. After a couple years of saying good-bye, they didn’t hang on to each other quite so long, and the heartache was a little less intense.
As the four years passed, there was measurable growth. There were struggles and disappointments: Daddy would undergo bypass surgery, and his daughter would begin to lean on the other man in her life. Her boyfriend of four years would become her fiancé. They would graduate with their bachelor’s degrees, return home, and as planned over the past two years, get married.
Then new levels of growth would bring new pain.

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There is pain attached to most meaningful growth. In childbirth, both mother and child experience trauma. But that trauma gives way to joy and delight. As children grow, they begin to assert their individuality. Falling, they get back up, sometimes crying in pain and needing comfort, sometimes stubbornly moving forward without much thought to the fall.
As God’s creation, we have an inherent need to seek and learn and grow. God’s good work prepares us for the future. Though our parents provide much of the knowledge we seek, experience is the teacher we learn from the most, because hands-on learning imprints itself deeper in our mind.
As we ourselves have grown, we must allow our children to go it alone, gaining their own experience, trusting in today’s text that God began this good work in their hearts. He alone can draw them into a relationship that will guide them as they grow. His preparation brings a certain amount of pain. With that pain comes growth.

Prayer

“I don’t really like pain, Abba. But I trust You. Walk me through the pain. Continue this good work in me. In Jesus’ Name, amen.”