Wednesday, March 29, 2023
Jesus Gives Peace
Saturday, March 25, 2023
Be Merciful
Luke 6:32-36
“If you love those who love you, what credit is that to
you? Even sinners love those who love them. And if you do good to those who are good to
you, what credit is that to you? Even sinners do that. And if you lend to those from whom you expect
repayment, what credit is that to you? Even sinners lend to sinners,
expecting to be repaid in full. But love your enemies, do good to them, and lend to
them without expecting to get anything back. Then your reward will be great,
and you will be children of the Most High, because he is kind to the
ungrateful and wicked. Be
merciful, just as your Father is merciful.”
Have you seen the movie Jesus Revolution?
If you haven’t heard of the movie Jesus Revolution, it’s based on a true story of an amazing revival that took place in California in the late 60s and early 70s. In short, a conservative preacher of a small church opened the doors and welcomed in hippies who were seeking truth.I would have been 11-14 years old at the time and
remember hearing the stories and reading the Time magazine article. Even in
Ohio the effects of the Jesus Revolution reverberated. A hand with the index
finger pointing upward and a cross beside it became the symbol for young
Christians across the country. Our church had a vibrant youth group, and it was
a time of living on fire for Jesus.
When I walked out of the movie with James, Sara,
and Eli my heart overflowed with gratitude to the Californian preacher who saw
those who were different, the hippies, as people whom God loved. Then I
wondered how often I overlook people because they are different from me.
Did you know the flower of Scotland is a thistle? In our country the thistle is considered a weed. Am I seeing weeds where God sees flowers?
In Luke 6, Jesus minced no words about who
Christians should help and care for. He says to love our enemies. I’m guessing
the preacher in California looked on the hippies as enemies or at least
outcasts, but Jesus opened his heart.
Is it easy to love the unlovable? No. Yet, Jesus
is specific. Be kind to everyone.
Wednesday, March 22, 2023
A Bright Yellow Spot on a Dreary Day
Saturday, March 18, 2023
The Bridge of Trust
Psalm 28:7
The Lord is my strength and my shield; my heart trusts in him,
and he helps me. My heart leaps for joy, and with my song I praise him.
Cincinnati has several bridges that cross over the Ohio
River and connect the city to northern Kentucky. The Roebling bridge was built
in 1866 and at that time was the longest suspension bridge. The bridge itself
is a beautiful structure with the arched trusses and light blue paint. Although
the bridge has been under repair from time to time, thousands of folks have driven
back and forth into downtown Cincy or Covington.
The people who travel across the bridge, John A. Roebling designed and built, trust the structure to carry them across and keep them safe. Much like any bridge or highway, we believe the engineers did their job and created a safe means of transportation.
I remember crossing a causeway in Georgia when I drove down
to visit my brother on St. Simon’s Island. Being from Ohio, I’d not encountered
such a structure. As it rose into the air, even though it was not as high as I
imagined, my anxiety rose a bit too. But I had to trust it to take us to the
island.
I tend to trust whatever works consistently. So why is it so
hard sometimes to trust the One being who is always the same? God never
changes. He’s present in my every day life and has never given me a reason to
doubt Him. As I’ve grown older and hopefully wiser, I tend to place my life in
His hands more and more. As the psalmist says, “my heart trusts Him.” I’m so
thankful God remains the same no matter the circumstances and He helps me as I
navigate life. I praise Him for His ongoing presence and reliability.
Trust God with everything. He has our best interest at
heart.
Friday, March 17, 2023
Come to the Fair!
You don't want to miss this!
Wednesday, March 15, 2023
Be Still
Saturday, March 11, 2023
Same God
I call on you, my God, for you will answer me;
turn your ear to me and hear my prayer.
Show me the wonders of your great love,
you who save by your right hand
those who take refuge in you from their foes.
Keep me as the apple of your eye;
hide me in the shadow of your wings
from the wicked who are out to destroy me,
from my mortal enemies who surround me.
I see the moon and the moon sees me.
The night sky reminds me I see the same moon and
stars as my niece in England or my friend in Missouri. That brilliant heavenly
body connects me to my family, friends, and folks around the world.
Our youngest daughter and her husband live in
South Carolina and it’s a comfort to me we see the same sky. Even though we are
not close in proximity, we share a similar view. When our family, who lives
close by, sends photos of rainbows or sunsets, and I can see the same ones from
where I’m standing, it’s a joy to know we see the same bits of creation. They join
us with each other and with God.
On Sunday, the praise band led us in the song Same
God by Elevation Worship. The lyrics reminded me of all the people
throughout history who called on the same God I call on today. Moses, Jacob,
Mary, and so many more lifted their prayers to the Father, the same One I speak
to daily. It kind of blows my mind that I’m talking to the same God Noah prayed
to, or Esther. The same One who people around the world take their cares to is
the same one who listens and has listened for centuries.
I love what David says in Psalm 17. He calls on
God, who answers, turns His ear, and hears our prayers. Then he asks many of
the same things I seek for myself and my family and friends: keep me close,
protect me, hide me in your wings. Praying to the same God as my ancestors
fills my heart with comfort and joy.
Keep praying to the same God who remains
steadfast and faithful.
Wednesday, March 8, 2023
Faith Over Fear
Saturday, March 4, 2023
Just Show Up
Hebrews
10:23-25
Let us hold unswervingly to the hope we profess, for he who promised
is faithful. And let us consider how we may spur one another on toward
love and good deeds, not giving up meeting together, as some are in the
habit of doing, but encouraging one another—and all the more as you see the Day
approaching.
Have you
ever gone somewhere and not known why you were there, but you knew you should
be there?
Saturday
morning, I maneuvered my Jeep into the church parking lot filled with a lot of cars. I had
planned, for the first time, to attend the women’s breakfast. In my retirement,
I spend most of my time at home, with Tim, or with my family, but a few weeks
ago God nudged me to fellowship with the women in my church, most of whom I didn’t know.
Blessing #1.
When I arrived, my usual anxiety about meeting with a large group of people
didn’t exist. I felt safe to go in. At a table, I gave them my name and a young
lady, holding her young son, handed a name tag sticker and then guided me to a lovely array of
breakfast foods. In line, I chatted with Liz, a young woman I knew through my daughters.
Blessing #2.
Once I filled my plate and grabbed a coffee, I wound my way through a few
tables and a sweet lady invited me to sit with their group. One of the women at the table had been my neighbor for a few years, and I met several kind-hearted
women.
Blessing #3.
Three women of various ages talked to us about prayer. How to pray, when to pray, and
why pray. The one thing that struck me was the humbleness of every one of them.
By the time we finished, I understood why God wanted me there.
Blessing #4.
A young lady who used to serve on the church’s worship team, and is now in a different
church’s ministry, closed the event with a beautiful song of thanks to God.
God had not
asked much of me, except to simply show up and be blessed. I’m thankful I
listened and obeyed His nudge. To be blessed means to be happy, and I
experienced great happiness and even deeper joy fellowshipping with like-minded
women.
Has God
asked you to go somewhere? Meet with someone? He has a plan, listen to His
call.
Wednesday, March 1, 2023
My Stronghold
The Lord is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer; my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge, my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.
-Psalm 18:2
I can't say it better than the Bible.
God is my rock and refuge. He's the solid foundation of my life.