Christmas…the season for giving, . . . and receiving. About this time of year, we start asking one of two questions, “What am I going to get for Christmas?” or “What am I going to give for Christmas?” These are two connected, but opposite perspectives on the gifts of Christmas.
Department stores and retailers want us to focus on what we’re going to buy and give for Christmas, but their motive is purely selfish. I’m sure it won’t be long before they capture the other side of the equation and give little Bobby a scanner to run through Wal-Mart and register for all the things he wants to get for Christmas.
A child’s perspective of excitement and expectation of what they are going to receive for Christmas is normal. But if we continue to live with an attitude of only ‘receiving’ or ‘getting’ we can miss out on the enormous blessing of giving. Most parents (those who are mature) are more excited about giving. We want to see the looks of excitement and joy on our children’s faces when they unwrap the gifts that we’ve given to them. Our joy comes from giving.
But, let’s be honest. We all like to receive gifts. Every year there are a variety of types of gifts:
· Gifts we don’t want
· Gifts we need
· Extravagant gifts
· Gifts given out of obligation
· Gifts given out of love
On that first Christmas, because God loved us, He gave His only Son. We who believe in Him have received that indescribable Gift! Scripture also reveals other gifts, among them, the gift of eternal life, the Gift of the Holy Spirit, and nine spiritual gifts.
God has numerous gifts that He wants us to receive, but out of those blessings, He also wants us to ‘pass it on’. The more we become like Him, our focus will shift from receiving to giving to bless others. Jesus told the disciples, “Freely you have received, freely give.”
Be part of the blessing of giving and receiving this Christmas. Share the gift of life, peace and joy with those you love. Freely you have received, freely give.
Enjoying the journey,
David
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Saturday, November 1, 2008
Israel Day 10
The last day of our time in Israel...
We began the morning in the Upper Room. This was the place of Jesus' observance of the Last Supper with the disciples. Here He washed their feet. Here He gave the commandment, "Love one another."
Many of the well-known teachings of Jesus were given in this intimate setting, just before His arrest:
"If you love Me, keep my commandments."
"In My Father's house are many mansions. If it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you. And if I go to prepare a place for you, I will come again."
"I am the vine, you are the branches."
"If you have seen Me, you have seen the Father."
It was here that Jesus instituted the Lord's Supper, the remembrance feast of the New Covenant in His blood, shed for many for the forgiveness of sins. This was where, 50 days after the resurrection on the Day of Pentecost, the Holy Spirit was poured out on 120 believers. Again, we had a great time of worship and prayer. This was the Sabbath day here in Israel and God orchestrated the timing. We were able to spend a long time of worship and prayer here. Much of the time, we were the only ones in the Upper Room.
We then visited Caiaphas' house, where Jesus was tried before the High Priest and the Sanhedrin. It was here, before the High priest that Jesus claimed to be the Messiah, the Son of God. This claim resulted in a charge of blasphemy and the accompanying death penalty. We saw the prison and the dungeon where Jesus was likely held.
Our last biblical site was Bethlehem and the Shepherd's Field where the incarnation began...where the Word became flesh and dwelt among us. The cave and fields gave us a great visual perspective of where unto us, a Savior was born, Immanuel, God with us.
My 1100 pictures will have to refresh my memories of the many sites and ten days of travel. We leave tonight at 2:30 AM for the airport and 'Home Sweet Home', but the land of Israel goes with me, forever in my heart.
Lord, restore Your people. Come quickly, Lord Jesus.
Enjoying the Journey,
David
We began the morning in the Upper Room. This was the place of Jesus' observance of the Last Supper with the disciples. Here He washed their feet. Here He gave the commandment, "Love one another."
Many of the well-known teachings of Jesus were given in this intimate setting, just before His arrest:
"If you love Me, keep my commandments."
"In My Father's house are many mansions. If it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you. And if I go to prepare a place for you, I will come again."
"I am the vine, you are the branches."
"If you have seen Me, you have seen the Father."
It was here that Jesus instituted the Lord's Supper, the remembrance feast of the New Covenant in His blood, shed for many for the forgiveness of sins. This was where, 50 days after the resurrection on the Day of Pentecost, the Holy Spirit was poured out on 120 believers. Again, we had a great time of worship and prayer. This was the Sabbath day here in Israel and God orchestrated the timing. We were able to spend a long time of worship and prayer here. Much of the time, we were the only ones in the Upper Room.
We then visited Caiaphas' house, where Jesus was tried before the High Priest and the Sanhedrin. It was here, before the High priest that Jesus claimed to be the Messiah, the Son of God. This claim resulted in a charge of blasphemy and the accompanying death penalty. We saw the prison and the dungeon where Jesus was likely held.
Our last biblical site was Bethlehem and the Shepherd's Field where the incarnation began...where the Word became flesh and dwelt among us. The cave and fields gave us a great visual perspective of where unto us, a Savior was born, Immanuel, God with us.
My 1100 pictures will have to refresh my memories of the many sites and ten days of travel. We leave tonight at 2:30 AM for the airport and 'Home Sweet Home', but the land of Israel goes with me, forever in my heart.
Lord, restore Your people. Come quickly, Lord Jesus.
Enjoying the Journey,
David
Israel Day 9
We started today at the Mount of Olives. Many events from the life of Jesus happened here. Scripture tells us that Jesus was accustomed to going to the Mount of Olives, just outside the city. The view from here toward the site of the temple is amazing.
From the top of the mountain, we walked down the path that Jesus took from the Mount of Olives for the triumphal entry into Jerusalem. At the bottom of the hill is the Garden of Gethsemane. Some of the Olive trees here are 2000 years old and may have been witnesses to the agony of Jesus. We took time for prayer here and inside the Church of all Nations.
Next we visited the Jewish Holocost Museum. Somber and sobering.
We ended our day with a stop at the site of Calvary and the Garden Tomb. The rock formation of Golgotha really does look like a skull. Then we walked through the beautiful garden and went inside the tomb. I can join my testimony to those who have gone before and echo the words of the angel because I have seen with my own eyes, "He is not here, He is risen." The resurrection is the pivotal point of our faith for Paul said, "If Christ is not risen then you are dead in your sins." But thank God, He is risen and we are redeemed!
We then had a time of worship and shared communion together in the garden, singing 'Were You There When They Crucified My Lord, Here I Am to Worship and Amazing Love. What a powerful and emotional time. Words fail me and tears come again, even at this moment. Truly the highlight of the trip.
Enjoying the Journey,
David
From the top of the mountain, we walked down the path that Jesus took from the Mount of Olives for the triumphal entry into Jerusalem. At the bottom of the hill is the Garden of Gethsemane. Some of the Olive trees here are 2000 years old and may have been witnesses to the agony of Jesus. We took time for prayer here and inside the Church of all Nations.
Next we visited the Jewish Holocost Museum. Somber and sobering.
We ended our day with a stop at the site of Calvary and the Garden Tomb. The rock formation of Golgotha really does look like a skull. Then we walked through the beautiful garden and went inside the tomb. I can join my testimony to those who have gone before and echo the words of the angel because I have seen with my own eyes, "He is not here, He is risen." The resurrection is the pivotal point of our faith for Paul said, "If Christ is not risen then you are dead in your sins." But thank God, He is risen and we are redeemed!
We then had a time of worship and shared communion together in the garden, singing 'Were You There When They Crucified My Lord, Here I Am to Worship and Amazing Love. What a powerful and emotional time. Words fail me and tears come again, even at this moment. Truly the highlight of the trip.
Enjoying the Journey,
David
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Israel Day 8
Jerusalem -
We began the day at the Temple Mount, the site of the temple and current site of the Muslim Mosque, the Dome of the Rock. We entered the city through the Dung Gate, then past security to the Temple Mount. From the courtyard we looked out through the arches and saw the Mt. of Olives. The Dome covers the traditional site of Mt. Moriah where Abraham took Isaac to sacrifice him in Genesis, and the Holy of Holies of the Jewish Temple.
Coming off the Temple Mount, we walked the Via Dolorosa (the Way of Suffering), the path Jesus took as He carried the cross to Golgotha, ending at the Church of the Holy Sepulchre. We then walked along the Western Wall of the Temple Mount in a tunnel beneath the city, and walked on a street from Jesus' day, a street He most surely would have traveled.
After a Filafel (sp?) lunch, we visited the Temple Institute, where they are preparing for building the third temple. We saw the furnishings of the temple that have already been made according to Old Testament descriptions and dimensions in preparation and expectation of rebuilding the temple. We saw the bronze laver, the golden lampstand, the table of showbread and the altar of incense, all completed and ready for use. We saw the garments of the priests and levites, as well as the High Priest's garments. This was even more interesting after visiting the tabernacle a few days ago.
Tomorrow we will visit Calvary, the Garden Tomb, and the Upper Room. This has been an enlightening pilgrimage, giving me a greater understanding of the Jewish roots of Christianity. Seeing the sights and dimensions with my own eyes gives a more accurate perspective to the accounts of Scripture.
I wish you were here with me.
Enjoying the Journey,
David
We began the day at the Temple Mount, the site of the temple and current site of the Muslim Mosque, the Dome of the Rock. We entered the city through the Dung Gate, then past security to the Temple Mount. From the courtyard we looked out through the arches and saw the Mt. of Olives. The Dome covers the traditional site of Mt. Moriah where Abraham took Isaac to sacrifice him in Genesis, and the Holy of Holies of the Jewish Temple.
Coming off the Temple Mount, we walked the Via Dolorosa (the Way of Suffering), the path Jesus took as He carried the cross to Golgotha, ending at the Church of the Holy Sepulchre. We then walked along the Western Wall of the Temple Mount in a tunnel beneath the city, and walked on a street from Jesus' day, a street He most surely would have traveled.
After a Filafel (sp?) lunch, we visited the Temple Institute, where they are preparing for building the third temple. We saw the furnishings of the temple that have already been made according to Old Testament descriptions and dimensions in preparation and expectation of rebuilding the temple. We saw the bronze laver, the golden lampstand, the table of showbread and the altar of incense, all completed and ready for use. We saw the garments of the priests and levites, as well as the High Priest's garments. This was even more interesting after visiting the tabernacle a few days ago.
Tomorrow we will visit Calvary, the Garden Tomb, and the Upper Room. This has been an enlightening pilgrimage, giving me a greater understanding of the Jewish roots of Christianity. Seeing the sights and dimensions with my own eyes gives a more accurate perspective to the accounts of Scripture.
I wish you were here with me.
Enjoying the Journey,
David
Israel Day 7
We visited Masada in the morning. This mountain fortress that seems impenitrable was the last holdout of the Jewish rebels in 74 AD. It fell to the Romans after they built a siege ramp from the valley to the wall of the city on top of the mountain. We took a cable car to the top of the mountain, but walked down along the siege ramp. It was a long and difficult hike.
We then headed for a Bedoin camp in the Negev desert. We enjoyed a long camel ride, lunch and a time of hearing of the Bedoin customs. Then, a long drive to Jerusalem.
Enjoying the Journey,
David
We then headed for a Bedoin camp in the Negev desert. We enjoyed a long camel ride, lunch and a time of hearing of the Bedoin customs. Then, a long drive to Jerusalem.
Enjoying the Journey,
David
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Israel Day 6
We began today by visiting a mine, then an aquarium on the Red Sea. We viewed the beautiful coral reef from an underwater observatory. Driving north from the southern point of modern day Israel, we left Eliat on the tip of the Red Sea (Gulf of Aqaba). We visited Solomon's copper mines and discovered an unexpected treasure.
On this site was a full-scale reconstruction of the tabernacle of Moses...the size, color and style as described in Exodus. Our guide on the tour was a Messianic Jew. She walked us piece by piece through the tabernacle explaining the use and relation to it's ultimate fulfillment in Jesus. We entered through the one entrance...because Jesus is the only way to the Father.
We went to the outer court where the altar stood. It was here the sacrifice was offered. Then to the bronze laver for purifying. We entered the holy place with the golden lampstand, the table of showbread and the altar of incense. Then, we entered the Holy of Holies and stood in front of the Ark of the Covenant. We also saw inside the Ark, the tablets of the commandments, Aaron's rod that budded and the jar of manna. What an awesome, amazing time. We were overwhelmed by the presence of God. We worshiped. We prayed. We sang. We wept. What a powerful time in God's presence. This was definitely the highlight of the trip for me, so far. But, Jerusalem is yet to come.
From there we drove to Sodom and Gomorrah and the salt mountains and the Dead Sea, our stop for the night.
Enjoying the Journey,
David
On this site was a full-scale reconstruction of the tabernacle of Moses...the size, color and style as described in Exodus. Our guide on the tour was a Messianic Jew. She walked us piece by piece through the tabernacle explaining the use and relation to it's ultimate fulfillment in Jesus. We entered through the one entrance...because Jesus is the only way to the Father.
We went to the outer court where the altar stood. It was here the sacrifice was offered. Then to the bronze laver for purifying. We entered the holy place with the golden lampstand, the table of showbread and the altar of incense. Then, we entered the Holy of Holies and stood in front of the Ark of the Covenant. We also saw inside the Ark, the tablets of the commandments, Aaron's rod that budded and the jar of manna. What an awesome, amazing time. We were overwhelmed by the presence of God. We worshiped. We prayed. We sang. We wept. What a powerful time in God's presence. This was definitely the highlight of the trip for me, so far. But, Jerusalem is yet to come.
From there we drove to Sodom and Gomorrah and the salt mountains and the Dead Sea, our stop for the night.
Enjoying the Journey,
David
Monday, October 27, 2008
Israel Day 5
Today we saw the red rock city of Petra as seen in the Indiana Jones movie. I wish I could post pictures, but don't have that access from here. Hidden among the mountains, we had to horseback ride and walk the narrow canyon down into the city. It was majestic and beautiful.
On our way to Elat, we drove past the lands of the Ammonites and Edomites from the Old Testament, (Jordan today). It is barren, desolate wilderness and harsh country.
We also saw Moses' Springs, the alleged site of Moses striking the rock and God's miracle provision of water for Israel. We then drove to Elat for the night.
Enjoying the Journey, and missing my wife,
David
On our way to Elat, we drove past the lands of the Ammonites and Edomites from the Old Testament, (Jordan today). It is barren, desolate wilderness and harsh country.
We also saw Moses' Springs, the alleged site of Moses striking the rock and God's miracle provision of water for Israel. We then drove to Elat for the night.
Enjoying the Journey, and missing my wife,
David
Israel Day 4 - Sunday
We began today singing songs of worship and sharing scriptures of what God is doing in us. Our first stop was touring the ruins of Beth Shan, where Saul's body was hung after his death (1 Sam. 31:10)
We then crossed into Jordan and headed for Mt. Nebo. Jesus' ministry beyond the Jordan included the deliverance of the Gadarene demoniac and ministry in the decapolis region. The feeding of the 4000 and healing of many people happened in this area.
We arrived at Mt. Nebo to see Israel from Moses' view, since he could not enter the Promised Land. Our devotional this morning was from Numbers 20, whre Moses struck the rock instead of speaking to it as God had instructed. Because of this, he was not allowed to enter the Promised Land. It was a hazy day, so we could not see Jerusalem or even the Dead Sea, as you can when it is clear.
On the way to Mt. Nebo, we drove through harsh wilderness. . . rocks and dirt. The Israelites wandered in this barren place for 40 years because of disobedience. Note to self: It's not worth it to disobey God.
Our day ended with a long drive to Petra. The hotel was over booked, so they put us up in a very unique village that has been converted to a resort. Very nice. Favor of God.
Enjoying the Journey,
David
We then crossed into Jordan and headed for Mt. Nebo. Jesus' ministry beyond the Jordan included the deliverance of the Gadarene demoniac and ministry in the decapolis region. The feeding of the 4000 and healing of many people happened in this area.
We arrived at Mt. Nebo to see Israel from Moses' view, since he could not enter the Promised Land. Our devotional this morning was from Numbers 20, whre Moses struck the rock instead of speaking to it as God had instructed. Because of this, he was not allowed to enter the Promised Land. It was a hazy day, so we could not see Jerusalem or even the Dead Sea, as you can when it is clear.
On the way to Mt. Nebo, we drove through harsh wilderness. . . rocks and dirt. The Israelites wandered in this barren place for 40 years because of disobedience. Note to self: It's not worth it to disobey God.
Our day ended with a long drive to Petra. The hotel was over booked, so they put us up in a very unique village that has been converted to a resort. Very nice. Favor of God.
Enjoying the Journey,
David
Israel Day 3
We began today at the site of the Beatitudes and the Sermon on the Mount. We went from there to a display of the 'Jesus Boat', a boat discovered from the time of Christ. We then boarded a wooden boat for Capernaum. Many biblical accounts of the Sea of Galilee came to mind: jesus calming the storm, walking on the water and the miraculous catch of fish all happened on this small lake... 2 miles by 12 miles in size. We had a great time of worship.
In Capernaum, we visited the synagogue where Jesus taught and read three chapters from the Torah (Deut. 33-34; Gen. 1) So much happened in this city that was Jesus' home after He left Nazareth. Here Jesus taught in the synagogue and cast out a demon on the Sabbath. Later that day, he healed Peter's mother-in-law (we saw Peter's house, too) and when evening had come (after the Sabbath ended) they brought Him the sick and demon possessed and he healed them all. It was here in Capernaum that the paralytic was lowered through the roof by his four friends.
In the afternoon, we visited the site of the Feeding of the 5000 and drove to Caesarea Philipi where Jesus asked the disciples, "Who do you say that I am?" in this pagan area of the country with great temples to Greek gods, Pan and Zeus, Peter's reply has great weight, "Thou art the Christ, the Son of the living God."
We ended another long day at sundown with baptism in the Jordan River.
Enjoying the Journey,
David
In Capernaum, we visited the synagogue where Jesus taught and read three chapters from the Torah (Deut. 33-34; Gen. 1) So much happened in this city that was Jesus' home after He left Nazareth. Here Jesus taught in the synagogue and cast out a demon on the Sabbath. Later that day, he healed Peter's mother-in-law (we saw Peter's house, too) and when evening had come (after the Sabbath ended) they brought Him the sick and demon possessed and he healed them all. It was here in Capernaum that the paralytic was lowered through the roof by his four friends.
In the afternoon, we visited the site of the Feeding of the 5000 and drove to Caesarea Philipi where Jesus asked the disciples, "Who do you say that I am?" in this pagan area of the country with great temples to Greek gods, Pan and Zeus, Peter's reply has great weight, "Thou art the Christ, the Son of the living God."
We ended another long day at sundown with baptism in the Jordan River.
Enjoying the Journey,
David
Friday, October 24, 2008
Israel Day 2
Today we saw many Old Testament sites. We drove up Mt Carmel to the traditional place of Elijah's confrontation with the prophets of Baal in front of the nation of Israel. From this high point, a spectacular view of the Valley of Armageddon.
This afternoon we visited Nazareth and saw the cave beneath the Church of the Annunciation, the traditional site of Mary's visitation by the angel Gabriel. "With God, all things are possible."
We also visited the synagogue where Jesus began His ministry. He stood in the synagogue, after returning from the wilderness of temptation in the power of the Spirit, took up the scroll of Isaiah and read, "The Spirit of the Lord is upon Me..."
We also visited Caesarea, the place where the Spirit of the Lord was poured out on the Gentiles in Cornelius' house. May we also go in the power of the Spirit to preach the gospel to the poor, heal the broken hearted, proclaim liberty to the captives and recovery of sight to the blind, to set at liberty those who are oppressed ... in the same power of the same Spirit.
Really enjoying the journey,
David
This afternoon we visited Nazareth and saw the cave beneath the Church of the Annunciation, the traditional site of Mary's visitation by the angel Gabriel. "With God, all things are possible."
We also visited the synagogue where Jesus began His ministry. He stood in the synagogue, after returning from the wilderness of temptation in the power of the Spirit, took up the scroll of Isaiah and read, "The Spirit of the Lord is upon Me..."
We also visited Caesarea, the place where the Spirit of the Lord was poured out on the Gentiles in Cornelius' house. May we also go in the power of the Spirit to preach the gospel to the poor, heal the broken hearted, proclaim liberty to the captives and recovery of sight to the blind, to set at liberty those who are oppressed ... in the same power of the same Spirit.
Really enjoying the journey,
David
Israel Day 1
After approximately 24 hours after we left Changing Lives, we arrived in Tel Aviv/Jaffa for our first night. It is a beautiful and modern city, especially at night. We toured part of the city of Jaffa (biblical Joppa) in the early evening, noticing the flat roof construction of the houses.
The city of Joppa seems to have a disturbing pattern when it comes to spiritual response. When the lord told Jonah to go preach to the Assyrian city of Nineveh, he said, "No" and ran the other direction. He went to Joppa, boarded a ship and headed for Tarshish. . instead of Nineveh.
Fast Forward
Peter is on one of the flat roofs of the city at the home of Simon the tanner, again in Joppa. About noon, Peter goes up on the roof to pray. He saw heaven opened and a great sheet with all kinds of unclean animals. A voice said, "Arise Peter, kill and eat." And Peter, just like Jonah said, "no." Three times this was repeated and each time a voice responded, "What God has made clean, you must not call common."
May we be quick to hear and obey the voice of God. May we recognize that there is no distinction any longer between Jew or Gentile, and may our attitde be, "Speak, Lord, your servant is listening." When we hear, may our response be, "Yes!"
Enjoying the journey,
David
The city of Joppa seems to have a disturbing pattern when it comes to spiritual response. When the lord told Jonah to go preach to the Assyrian city of Nineveh, he said, "No" and ran the other direction. He went to Joppa, boarded a ship and headed for Tarshish. . instead of Nineveh.
Fast Forward
Peter is on one of the flat roofs of the city at the home of Simon the tanner, again in Joppa. About noon, Peter goes up on the roof to pray. He saw heaven opened and a great sheet with all kinds of unclean animals. A voice said, "Arise Peter, kill and eat." And Peter, just like Jonah said, "no." Three times this was repeated and each time a voice responded, "What God has made clean, you must not call common."
May we be quick to hear and obey the voice of God. May we recognize that there is no distinction any longer between Jew or Gentile, and may our attitde be, "Speak, Lord, your servant is listening." When we hear, may our response be, "Yes!"
Enjoying the journey,
David
Saturday, October 4, 2008
Post Season
Our local MLB team, the Milwaukee Brewers, have made it to the playoffs for the first time in 26 years. It was 1982 the last time the Brewers played in October. That year went well for them, ultimately going to the World Series but losing in seven games to the St. Louis Cardinals.
For most of the year, the Brewers were way ahead of the rest of the NL League (except Chicago) and appeared to be in command of the wildcard spot. Then, as the season was drawing to a close, the Brewers looked like they might let the Wildcard berth get away from them. It all came down to the last game. With their record tied with the NY Mets, they had to win and NY had to lose to secure the playoff spot on the last day of the regular season. They played 162 games over an entire season and it came down to one game.
Which game, which day matters? They all do. The NY Mets understand that. One more win in April-September, just one, any one, and they would have at least tied the Brewers and had a chance for the playoffs. The Minnesota Twins understand that, too. They lost their tiebreaker game last Monday. It’s tough when a whole season comes down to one game.
Spiritual application (It’s what I do): We are all playing for the post season. Sure, we’re trying to enjoy the regular season (life) but what really matters is making it to the post season (eternity in heaven). Which day matters? All of them. We are saved by God’s grace through our faith in Jesus, not by ‘winning’ more days than we ‘lose’, but every day matters.
Allow me some other baseball analogies. We have injuries. We have streaks and slumps. We have managers (pastors) that are trying to bring out the best in us and help us all as a team get to the post season. Some people leave the team because they don’t like that the manager didn’t let them start or play the position they wanted. Others just can’t (don’t want to) play at the level of excellence required. (take up your cross, deny yourself, be holy, etc.) They don’t take it seriously. Others won’t follow the rules of the game as presided over by the Umpire.
We all make errors, too. On offense, a great player in the game of baseball today bats .300. That means that 7 out of 10 times at bat, they strike out or get put out without reaching base. (I think being a weatherman in Wisconsin is the only other profession where you can have a 30% performance rating and keep your job). You don’t have to be perfect. No one bats 1.000, no one. But we must do our best. We study the playbook, try to improve our game, play by the rules and show up giving 100% to every game, because every day matters.
Both baseball and this Christian life come down to two things:
1) enjoying the game
2) making the postseason
May you enjoy every day as you follow Jesus. No matter what you day throws at you, may you know contentment as Paul did, whether he had little or much. Don’t be discouraged if you’re not perfect, but keep trying to raise the level of your game to that of the all-time MVP and General Manager. I’ve already secured a place in the postseason. I’m just waiting for Jesus to call me up. I hope to see you there.
Enjoying the Journey,
David
For most of the year, the Brewers were way ahead of the rest of the NL League (except Chicago) and appeared to be in command of the wildcard spot. Then, as the season was drawing to a close, the Brewers looked like they might let the Wildcard berth get away from them. It all came down to the last game. With their record tied with the NY Mets, they had to win and NY had to lose to secure the playoff spot on the last day of the regular season. They played 162 games over an entire season and it came down to one game.
Which game, which day matters? They all do. The NY Mets understand that. One more win in April-September, just one, any one, and they would have at least tied the Brewers and had a chance for the playoffs. The Minnesota Twins understand that, too. They lost their tiebreaker game last Monday. It’s tough when a whole season comes down to one game.
Spiritual application (It’s what I do): We are all playing for the post season. Sure, we’re trying to enjoy the regular season (life) but what really matters is making it to the post season (eternity in heaven). Which day matters? All of them. We are saved by God’s grace through our faith in Jesus, not by ‘winning’ more days than we ‘lose’, but every day matters.
Allow me some other baseball analogies. We have injuries. We have streaks and slumps. We have managers (pastors) that are trying to bring out the best in us and help us all as a team get to the post season. Some people leave the team because they don’t like that the manager didn’t let them start or play the position they wanted. Others just can’t (don’t want to) play at the level of excellence required. (take up your cross, deny yourself, be holy, etc.) They don’t take it seriously. Others won’t follow the rules of the game as presided over by the Umpire.
We all make errors, too. On offense, a great player in the game of baseball today bats .300. That means that 7 out of 10 times at bat, they strike out or get put out without reaching base. (I think being a weatherman in Wisconsin is the only other profession where you can have a 30% performance rating and keep your job). You don’t have to be perfect. No one bats 1.000, no one. But we must do our best. We study the playbook, try to improve our game, play by the rules and show up giving 100% to every game, because every day matters.
Both baseball and this Christian life come down to two things:
1) enjoying the game
2) making the postseason
May you enjoy every day as you follow Jesus. No matter what you day throws at you, may you know contentment as Paul did, whether he had little or much. Don’t be discouraged if you’re not perfect, but keep trying to raise the level of your game to that of the all-time MVP and General Manager. I’ve already secured a place in the postseason. I’m just waiting for Jesus to call me up. I hope to see you there.
Enjoying the Journey,
David
Friday, October 3, 2008
Economic Crisis
Panic. Fear. Uncertainty. Desperation. These are words to describe the mood of Americans resulting from the plunging stock market, mortgage and bank crisis and weakened dollar. Add high gas prices, tightened credit and job losses to the formula and you can understand those who have a gloomy outlook for our economic future.
Those are the facts.
What is the truth?
The entirety of Your word is truth,… Psalm 119:160
There is always ‘our part’ and ‘God’s part’.
· For those who are obedient in tithing, God promises…
And I will rebuke the devourer for your sakes,… Mal. 3:11
· For those who are generous in giving to support the work of God, God promises…
And my God shall supply all your need according to His riches in glory by Christ Jesus. Phil. 4:19
· For those who are following Him, Jesus says,
“Therefore do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ 32 For after all these things the Gentiles seek. For your heavenly Father knows that you need all these things. 33 But seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things shall be added to you. 34 Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about its own things. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble. Matthew 6:31-34
· Where should we invest as Christians? Jesus tells us specifically.
“Do not lay up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy and where thieves break in and steal; 20 but lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust destroys and where thieves do not break in and steal. 21 For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also. Matthew 6:19-21
A great perspective was given decades ago by William Bradbury and Edward Mote, authors of a well known hymn. May these words be our declaration of faith and remind us of the immovable foundation on which our faith is built. No matter what may come. No matter what storms may blow. No matter what may crash or who may get elected, for those with true faith in God, our hope is secure.
My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesus' blood and righteousness
I dare not trust the sweetest frame
But wholly lean on Jesus' name
On Christ the solid Rock I stand
All other ground is sinking sand
All other ground is sinking sand
When darkness veils His lovely face
I rest on His unchanging grace
In every high and stormy gale
My anchor holds within the veil
On Christ the solid Rock I stand
All other ground is sinking sand
All other ground is sinking sand
His oath His covenant His blood
Support me in the whelming flood
When all around my soul gives way
He then is all my hope and stay
On Christ the solid Rock I stand
All other ground is sinking sand
All other ground is sinking sand
When He shall come with trumpet sound
O may I then in Him be found
Dressed in His righteousness alone
Faultless to stand before the throne
On Christ the solid Rock I stand
All other ground is sinking sand
All other ground is sinking sand
Enjoying the Journey...Securely,
David
Those are the facts.
What is the truth?
The entirety of Your word is truth,… Psalm 119:160
There is always ‘our part’ and ‘God’s part’.
· For those who are obedient in tithing, God promises…
And I will rebuke the devourer for your sakes,… Mal. 3:11
· For those who are generous in giving to support the work of God, God promises…
And my God shall supply all your need according to His riches in glory by Christ Jesus. Phil. 4:19
· For those who are following Him, Jesus says,
“Therefore do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ 32 For after all these things the Gentiles seek. For your heavenly Father knows that you need all these things. 33 But seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things shall be added to you. 34 Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about its own things. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble. Matthew 6:31-34
· Where should we invest as Christians? Jesus tells us specifically.
“Do not lay up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy and where thieves break in and steal; 20 but lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust destroys and where thieves do not break in and steal. 21 For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also. Matthew 6:19-21
A great perspective was given decades ago by William Bradbury and Edward Mote, authors of a well known hymn. May these words be our declaration of faith and remind us of the immovable foundation on which our faith is built. No matter what may come. No matter what storms may blow. No matter what may crash or who may get elected, for those with true faith in God, our hope is secure.
My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesus' blood and righteousness
I dare not trust the sweetest frame
But wholly lean on Jesus' name
On Christ the solid Rock I stand
All other ground is sinking sand
All other ground is sinking sand
When darkness veils His lovely face
I rest on His unchanging grace
In every high and stormy gale
My anchor holds within the veil
On Christ the solid Rock I stand
All other ground is sinking sand
All other ground is sinking sand
His oath His covenant His blood
Support me in the whelming flood
When all around my soul gives way
He then is all my hope and stay
On Christ the solid Rock I stand
All other ground is sinking sand
All other ground is sinking sand
When He shall come with trumpet sound
O may I then in Him be found
Dressed in His righteousness alone
Faultless to stand before the throne
On Christ the solid Rock I stand
All other ground is sinking sand
All other ground is sinking sand
Enjoying the Journey...Securely,
David
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
The Year of the Roof
2008 has been ‘The Year of the Roof”, at least on our block. Numerous houses have had their roofs replaced since the June downpour and floods. (See ‘Good Hands, My Foot’ and ‘Covered or Clean?’ blogs below) I am assuming that the houses on our block were built mostly around the same time, about 30 years ago. Those 30-year shingles are extremely accurate.
In the last four years since we bought our house we have finished off the basement, re-carpeted, put in ceramic tile (it feels like 1,000 sq. feet of it), redone walls and ceilings and bathrooms, and painted everything, some rooms twice. It’s a lot of work to fix up, and keep up a home.
Our daughter Shawna said today, ‘I don’t think I ever want to own a house. It’s too expensive, and too much work.” Amen and Amen. Of course, over the long haul and in a decent real estate market, (not like now) owning a home can be a good investment tool, to build equity and provide for retirement.
Jesus talked about houses. At the end of the Sermon on the Mount in Matthew 7 he said,
“Therefore whoever hears these sayings of Mine, and does them, I will liken him to a wise man who built his house on the rock: 25 and the rain descended, the floods came, and the winds blew and beat on that house; and it did not fall, for it was founded on the rock. Matthew 7:24-25
If we are those who follow and obey the words of Jesus, building our house on the rock, we still have to maintain the house. The rock is fine, it’s not going anywhere, but the house is another story. All those years of rain and wind and floods takes a toll on a home. Over time it develops cracks. The roof wears out, taking the brunt of the rain and wind. (If I had been standing outside for 30 years in Milwaukee, I wouldn’t look too good either). All houses eventually need to be repainted. Cracked windows need replacing and the garage door fixed.
Trust me. I know these things, both as a home owner, and one who has built his spiritual house on the Rock. Sometimes we don’t appreciate it when a loved one points out our cracks. But, they only mean to help. Many times they can see what we cannot.
What do you need to maintain in your spiritual house today? Is your integrity cracked? Your purity have a leak? Is your patience worn thin or do you need a fresh coat of love or compassion? May is National Home Improvement Month. I have some things that can’t wait that long…my roof, for one. That’s getting replaced this weekend. There are areas of spiritual upkeep that need attention, too. Let’s get to work so our house doesn’t deteriorate and end up costing us more in the long run.
Oh, and if you notice any cracks in me, I’d really appreciate it if you’d point them out. . . in love. We’re all in this together.
Enjoying the Journey,
David
In the last four years since we bought our house we have finished off the basement, re-carpeted, put in ceramic tile (it feels like 1,000 sq. feet of it), redone walls and ceilings and bathrooms, and painted everything, some rooms twice. It’s a lot of work to fix up, and keep up a home.
Our daughter Shawna said today, ‘I don’t think I ever want to own a house. It’s too expensive, and too much work.” Amen and Amen. Of course, over the long haul and in a decent real estate market, (not like now) owning a home can be a good investment tool, to build equity and provide for retirement.
Jesus talked about houses. At the end of the Sermon on the Mount in Matthew 7 he said,
“Therefore whoever hears these sayings of Mine, and does them, I will liken him to a wise man who built his house on the rock: 25 and the rain descended, the floods came, and the winds blew and beat on that house; and it did not fall, for it was founded on the rock. Matthew 7:24-25
If we are those who follow and obey the words of Jesus, building our house on the rock, we still have to maintain the house. The rock is fine, it’s not going anywhere, but the house is another story. All those years of rain and wind and floods takes a toll on a home. Over time it develops cracks. The roof wears out, taking the brunt of the rain and wind. (If I had been standing outside for 30 years in Milwaukee, I wouldn’t look too good either). All houses eventually need to be repainted. Cracked windows need replacing and the garage door fixed.Trust me. I know these things, both as a home owner, and one who has built his spiritual house on the Rock. Sometimes we don’t appreciate it when a loved one points out our cracks. But, they only mean to help. Many times they can see what we cannot.
What do you need to maintain in your spiritual house today? Is your integrity cracked? Your purity have a leak? Is your patience worn thin or do you need a fresh coat of love or compassion? May is National Home Improvement Month. I have some things that can’t wait that long…my roof, for one. That’s getting replaced this weekend. There are areas of spiritual upkeep that need attention, too. Let’s get to work so our house doesn’t deteriorate and end up costing us more in the long run.
Oh, and if you notice any cracks in me, I’d really appreciate it if you’d point them out. . . in love. We’re all in this together.
Enjoying the Journey,
David
Monday, September 15, 2008
Remember
About an hour’s drive north of Milwaukee is a beautiful beach in Kohler-Andre State Park. We went to this magnificent spot on Lake Michigan on Labor Day with our growing family, our kids and grandkids.
We buried Phil in the sand, then Ethan. Taylor found a deep hole in the sand and plopped herself down and made herself at home. The big kids played in the waves and wore ourselves out. Yes, we even saw a surfer in Wisconsin. It was a great time in the sun, sand and surf, and one of those days you put in the scrapbook of your mind when you want to remember good times with the family.
Labor Day itself is a ‘day of remembrance’ for me. I remember Labor Day, 1993. We were living in Tulsa and many of our friends all went to the lake for that holiday weekend. We did not. Those days were part of two weeks we ate, slept and lived at St. John’s Hospital in Tulsa, OK. Shawna, then eight years old, had some undiagnosed problems with her back that affected her ability to walk and had her in severe pain. They suspected the worst.
We went through tests and needles, and tears. The toughest time of all for this dad was my beautiful daughter's question, “Why doesn’t God answer our prayers?” All I could say was, “I don’t know, but we have to keep trusting Him.”
That period was the toughest in our lives, and brought the greatest breakthrough in mine. It is said that you don’t really know your level of faith, obedience or trust until it is tested. This was a big test. When the doctors were preparing us for the worst, I took my stand and said out loud, so my own ears could hear my faith declaration, “God, no matter what happens to Shawna, I will love You. No matter what happens to Shawna, I will trust You. No matter what happens to Shawna I will continue to serve You.” And I meant it.
My relationship with God changed that day. My worship changed that day. So every Labor Day is my 'day of remembrance', and thanksgiving. It’s been fifteen years, but I still remember:
I thank my God every time I remember you. Phil. 1:3 NIV
Remembering, and enjoying the journey,
David
We buried Phil in the sand, then Ethan. Taylor found a deep hole in the sand and plopped herself down and made herself at home. The big kids played in the waves and wore ourselves out. Yes, we even saw a surfer in Wisconsin. It was a great time in the sun, sand and surf, and one of those days you put in the scrapbook of your mind when you want to remember good times with the family.
Labor Day itself is a ‘day of remembrance’ for me. I remember Labor Day, 1993. We were living in Tulsa and many of our friends all went to the lake for that holiday weekend. We did not. Those days were part of two weeks we ate, slept and lived at St. John’s Hospital in Tulsa, OK. Shawna, then eight years old, had some undiagnosed problems with her back that affected her ability to walk and had her in severe pain. They suspected the worst.
We went through tests and needles, and tears. The toughest time of all for this dad was my beautiful daughter's question, “Why doesn’t God answer our prayers?” All I could say was, “I don’t know, but we have to keep trusting Him.”
That period was the toughest in our lives, and brought the greatest breakthrough in mine. It is said that you don’t really know your level of faith, obedience or trust until it is tested. This was a big test. When the doctors were preparing us for the worst, I took my stand and said out loud, so my own ears could hear my faith declaration, “God, no matter what happens to Shawna, I will love You. No matter what happens to Shawna, I will trust You. No matter what happens to Shawna I will continue to serve You.” And I meant it.
My relationship with God changed that day. My worship changed that day. So every Labor Day is my 'day of remembrance', and thanksgiving. It’s been fifteen years, but I still remember:
God walks with me through the valley.
God can be trusted…no matter what.
God knows what He’s doing, even when I don’t.
It’s the struggle that strengthens my faith.
God is my Healer.
I thank my God every time I remember you. Phil. 1:3 NIV
Remembering, and enjoying the journey,
David
Friday, August 22, 2008
Better than Gold
The World Records are dropping like flies.
Michael Phelps is definitely the greatest Olympic Athlete of all time. No one has accomplished his feat of fourteen Olympic Gold Medals…and he’s only 23 years old. With seven of his eight gold medals this year, come new World Records.
The record for most Olympic Gold in a single Olympics has stood for 36 years. Mark Spitz, very graciously, moved over to make room for the new Olympic Superman.
Then there is Usain Bolt, the sprinter from Jamaica who broke his own record in the 100 meter, ran on the Jamaican team in the 4 X 100 relay that shattered the previous world record and individually broke Michael Johnson’s World Record in the 200 meter dash. Some thought Johnson’s record would stand at least for our lifetime. Evidently, world records are made to be broken.
Since August 17, 1988, in ten years, the record in the 100 m has been broken 13 times. Besides Carl Lewis and Ben Johnson, six others have broken the record in the last ten years. So, Usain Bolt holds the fastest time in the 100 m . . . for now. He is the world’s fastest man…for now.
The moral: World Records don’t last. Gold Medals don’t last. Let’s focus on running a race where the prize is eternal.
For physical training is of some value, but godliness has value for all things, holding promise for both the present life and the life to come. 1 Tim. 4:8 NIV
Enjoying the Journey,
David
Michael Phelps is definitely the greatest Olympic Athlete of all time. No one has accomplished his feat of fourteen Olympic Gold Medals…and he’s only 23 years old. With seven of his eight gold medals this year, come new World Records.
The record for most Olympic Gold in a single Olympics has stood for 36 years. Mark Spitz, very graciously, moved over to make room for the new Olympic Superman.
Then there is Usain Bolt, the sprinter from Jamaica who broke his own record in the 100 meter, ran on the Jamaican team in the 4 X 100 relay that shattered the previous world record and individually broke Michael Johnson’s World Record in the 200 meter dash. Some thought Johnson’s record would stand at least for our lifetime. Evidently, world records are made to be broken.
Since August 17, 1988, in ten years, the record in the 100 m has been broken 13 times. Besides Carl Lewis and Ben Johnson, six others have broken the record in the last ten years. So, Usain Bolt holds the fastest time in the 100 m . . . for now. He is the world’s fastest man…for now.
The moral: World Records don’t last. Gold Medals don’t last. Let’s focus on running a race where the prize is eternal.
For physical training is of some value, but godliness has value for all things, holding promise for both the present life and the life to come. 1 Tim. 4:8 NIV
Enjoying the Journey,
David
Thursday, August 21, 2008
We Trained Our Whole Life for This
Everyone who competes in the games goes into strict training. They do it to get a crown that will not last; but we do it to get a crown that will last forever. 1 Cor. 9:25 NIV
I know it’s been a while since I’ve blogged, but my eyes are red and I’m exhausted from watching all the drama and excitement of the Olympic Games.
There have been some great moments in the last two weeks. We’ve been watching the gymnastics and, of course, the swimming events. Amazing! But not without a price. These world-class athletes go through so many years of training and sacrifice to compete at this Olympic level.
Valeri Liukin, 1988 Russian Gold Medal gymnast and the father of the 2008 Gold Medal Women’s All-Around gymnast Nastia Liukin said they had been preparing for Olympic Gold for her whole life. Nastia is 18 years old.
Think about all of the literal blood, sweat, and tears, not to mention the thousands of hours of time and hundreds of thousands of dollars invested by each of these athletes in pursuit of a gold medal.
I noticed the confidence of Nastia, Shawn Johnson and the other gymnasts. Even after they fall, they get back up and approach the next routine with confidence. How? Their life is gymnastics. They’ve done those routines and elements thousands of times. They don’t go to the gym two or three times a month for an hour and a half workout and be prepared to compete at this level, they live it.
These men and women have prioritized gymnastics in their life, and you see the result. You will excel in whatever area you prioritize and invest, whether that be your career, athletics, education or seeking first the kingdom of God.
Our spiritual race, our training, our running is not to be done merely an hour and a half on three or four Sundays a month. We are to live it. … for in Him we live and move and have our being,… Acts 17:28
If we’re to excel in our spiritual life, we must also breathe, eat, drink and sleep the kingdom of God, just as the Olympians do their sport. They do it to get a medal that will not last. They do it to set World Records that will not last. We do it to get a prize that will last forever.
Enjoying the Journey,
David
I know it’s been a while since I’ve blogged, but my eyes are red and I’m exhausted from watching all the drama and excitement of the Olympic Games.
There have been some great moments in the last two weeks. We’ve been watching the gymnastics and, of course, the swimming events. Amazing! But not without a price. These world-class athletes go through so many years of training and sacrifice to compete at this Olympic level.
Valeri Liukin, 1988 Russian Gold Medal gymnast and the father of the 2008 Gold Medal Women’s All-Around gymnast Nastia Liukin said they had been preparing for Olympic Gold for her whole life. Nastia is 18 years old.
Think about all of the literal blood, sweat, and tears, not to mention the thousands of hours of time and hundreds of thousands of dollars invested by each of these athletes in pursuit of a gold medal.
I noticed the confidence of Nastia, Shawn Johnson and the other gymnasts. Even after they fall, they get back up and approach the next routine with confidence. How? Their life is gymnastics. They’ve done those routines and elements thousands of times. They don’t go to the gym two or three times a month for an hour and a half workout and be prepared to compete at this level, they live it.
These men and women have prioritized gymnastics in their life, and you see the result. You will excel in whatever area you prioritize and invest, whether that be your career, athletics, education or seeking first the kingdom of God.
Our spiritual race, our training, our running is not to be done merely an hour and a half on three or four Sundays a month. We are to live it. … for in Him we live and move and have our being,… Acts 17:28
If we’re to excel in our spiritual life, we must also breathe, eat, drink and sleep the kingdom of God, just as the Olympians do their sport. They do it to get a medal that will not last. They do it to set World Records that will not last. We do it to get a prize that will last forever.
Enjoying the Journey,
David
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Influence
Gerry teaches our grandsons pre-school class during the church service one Sunday a month. That hour and a half exposure every four weeks has given him influence in Ethan’s life. Gerry's wife, Mary, says that he is tough on Ethan and doesn’t cut him any slack. Even at 4 years-old, Ethan recognizes and respects someone who will speak truth into his life.
A few weeks ago we were at our church softball game on Monday night. Gerry is the pitcher for the team, and has the nickname, 'The Rocket'. (Our youth pastor, Phil, even has an autographed softball in his office that Gerry signed) Ethan saw “Mr. Block” stretching before the game, without saying a word he went over to where Gerry was and started
imitating every move that Gerry was making. Gerry modeled and Ethan wanted to follow. Don't underestimate the influence you have on the people you come in contact with everyday.
A few weeks ago we were at our church softball game on Monday night. Gerry is the pitcher for the team, and has the nickname, 'The Rocket'. (Our youth pastor, Phil, even has an autographed softball in his office that Gerry signed) Ethan saw “Mr. Block” stretching before the game, without saying a word he went over to where Gerry was and started
imitating every move that Gerry was making. Gerry modeled and Ethan wanted to follow. Don't underestimate the influence you have on the people you come in contact with everyday. What if everyone in your church, or everyone in your city imitated you in your walk with God. What would your church be like? What would our world be like?
May everyone see Jesus in you.
May you be the revelation of God to the world.
May your life so closely reflect the life of Jesus, that you can say with Paul, "Imitate me, just as I also imitate Christ." 1 Cor. 11:1
Enjoying the Journey,
David
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Little Things in the Hands of a Big God
This week I’ve been part of a Royal Family Kids’ Camp. This is a camp with the mission and purpose of creating positive memories for abused and neglected children. We’ve seen God do amazing things this week. One of them reminded me of Jesus’ words in Luke 12.
6 “Are not five sparrows sold for two copper coins? And not one of them is forgotten before God. 7 But the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Do not fear therefore; you are of more value than many sparrows. Luke 12:6-7
God knows.
God knows everything.
God knows everything and cares about the little things in your life.
Little things like hairs on your head. (I’m concerned about the little hairs on my head, too.) He is concerned about things that frustrate you and effect you in other ways. This week, I learned that retainers fall into that category.
One of our Royal Family campers left their retainer on the lunch tray and it was tossed in the garbage. About two hours later, we got a call on the radio asking for help finding the retainer in one of two HUGE dumpsters. Just before we started, I told the camper and one other counselor, “We’re going to need some help with this. Let’s pray.”
I know that was a step of faith. A retainer in two dumpsters is very similar to a needle in a haystack. But I know it’s in there, and God knows where it is. My prayer was something like this, “God, I know you know everything. I know you care about (camper). Please help us find this retainer.”
You might be thinking that was a foolish prayer, but I really believe God wants to reveal Himself to us, maybe especially to kids who have had a rough start in life.
Can you guess the end of the story? In about 10 minutes, we found the retainer. God cares about the little things in your life, be it hair, or lost items. God hears our prayers, and He wants to reveal Himself in impossible situations. That’s when He really shines. Put the ‘little things’ of your life in His hands today and see what happens.
Enjoying the Journey,
David
6 “Are not five sparrows sold for two copper coins? And not one of them is forgotten before God. 7 But the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Do not fear therefore; you are of more value than many sparrows. Luke 12:6-7
God knows.
God knows everything.
God knows everything and cares about the little things in your life.
Little things like hairs on your head. (I’m concerned about the little hairs on my head, too.) He is concerned about things that frustrate you and effect you in other ways. This week, I learned that retainers fall into that category.
One of our Royal Family campers left their retainer on the lunch tray and it was tossed in the garbage. About two hours later, we got a call on the radio asking for help finding the retainer in one of two HUGE dumpsters. Just before we started, I told the camper and one other counselor, “We’re going to need some help with this. Let’s pray.”
I know that was a step of faith. A retainer in two dumpsters is very similar to a needle in a haystack. But I know it’s in there, and God knows where it is. My prayer was something like this, “God, I know you know everything. I know you care about (camper). Please help us find this retainer.”
You might be thinking that was a foolish prayer, but I really believe God wants to reveal Himself to us, maybe especially to kids who have had a rough start in life.
Can you guess the end of the story? In about 10 minutes, we found the retainer. God cares about the little things in your life, be it hair, or lost items. God hears our prayers, and He wants to reveal Himself in impossible situations. That’s when He really shines. Put the ‘little things’ of your life in His hands today and see what happens.
Enjoying the Journey,
David
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
What Not To Wear
The other day I had to run to Wal-Mart to get some paint for one of the bedrooms in our house. Grace, my adorable, precious, sweet, lovable three-year-old granddaughter asked, “Can I go with you, Papa?” Of course, I couldn’t refuse. It’s nice to be loved.
“Alright,” I said, “you can go with me.” But I wasn’t prepared for what came next.
“Are you going to change your shirt?” she asked.
“What’s wrong with my shirt?” “It’s not dirty,” I reasoned.
“Go change your shirt,” she said in a tone of voice and with a look that said, “No, really. Change your shirt.”
A three-year-old is telling me ‘what not to wear’ and refusing to be seen in public with me unless I change shirts. I had to laugh. It makes me wonder what everyone else is thinking about my shirt.
This was a very ‘normal’ looking shirt, I think. But, if I was going to keep company with Grace, if she was going to be associated with me, I had to change shirts.
That reminds me of the Apostle Paul. He told the church in Ephesus ‘what not to wear’. If they were going to keep company with him and be associated with Jesus, they had to change, too.
“…put off, … the old man which grows corrupt … and put on the new man which was created according to God, in true righteousness and holiness.” Eph. 4:22-24
He went on to encourage them to:
Put off lying, put on the truth.
Put off stealing, and put on honest work.
Put off corrupt speech, and put on words that edify.
Put off bitterness, wrath, anger, clamor and evil speaking, and put on kindness, tenderness, and forgiveness.
I’ve changed a lot since I started following Jesus, but not enough. We all need people in our lives who will bluntly tell us that if we’re going to be associated with Jesus, we have to change, because what we’re wearing, . . . what people are seeing doesn’t match.
What do you need to ‘put off’ today?
I changed my shirt, and Grace and I had a great time at the store. She was proud to be seen with her Papa, and we split a bag of M&M’s. (Don’t tell Cindy.)
Enjoying the Journey,
David
“Alright,” I said, “you can go with me.” But I wasn’t prepared for what came next.
“Are you going to change your shirt?” she asked.
“What’s wrong with my shirt?” “It’s not dirty,” I reasoned.
“Go change your shirt,” she said in a tone of voice and with a look that said, “No, really. Change your shirt.”
A three-year-old is telling me ‘what not to wear’ and refusing to be seen in public with me unless I change shirts. I had to laugh. It makes me wonder what everyone else is thinking about my shirt.
This was a very ‘normal’ looking shirt, I think. But, if I was going to keep company with Grace, if she was going to be associated with me, I had to change shirts.
That reminds me of the Apostle Paul. He told the church in Ephesus ‘what not to wear’. If they were going to keep company with him and be associated with Jesus, they had to change, too.
“…put off, … the old man which grows corrupt … and put on the new man which was created according to God, in true righteousness and holiness.” Eph. 4:22-24
He went on to encourage them to:
Put off lying, put on the truth.
Put off stealing, and put on honest work.
Put off corrupt speech, and put on words that edify.
Put off bitterness, wrath, anger, clamor and evil speaking, and put on kindness, tenderness, and forgiveness.
I’ve changed a lot since I started following Jesus, but not enough. We all need people in our lives who will bluntly tell us that if we’re going to be associated with Jesus, we have to change, because what we’re wearing, . . . what people are seeing doesn’t match.
What do you need to ‘put off’ today?
I changed my shirt, and Grace and I had a great time at the store. She was proud to be seen with her Papa, and we split a bag of M&M’s. (Don’t tell Cindy.)
Enjoying the Journey,
David
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
Taste and See
This last weekend, Cindy and I went with friends to the "Taste of Chicago." Basically, it was a day of catching up with (not too) old friends, and sampling different foods down by the lakefront. Lots of fun.
As we walked past booth after booth of food and smelled the combined aromas of Italian, Mexican, Cajun, Chicagoan and You Name It food, each vendor had a 'Taste of Chicago' portion of their specialty. A small amount for a small price. With the 'taste', your not really committing to eat a whole meal of a certain food, just a sample, to see if you'll like it.
There are some foods that you don't know if you will like, until you try it. Like, mustard-fried catfish. I liked it. Cindy wouldn't even try it. She's really not an adventurous eater. (We did both pass on the 'goat burger'.)
I was reminded of the psalmists words, "Oh, taste and see that the LORD is good; Blessed is the man who trusts in Him!" (Psalm 34:8) This encouragement comes from someone who sampled relationship with God, discovered how good He is and encouraged everyone, "Try Him, you'll like Him!" We went to the "Taste of Chicago" because our friends had been before. They invited us to go with them and assured us, "It is good." Since we know and trust our friends, we tried it, and we liked it.
If you have a relationship with God, you know that He is good, all the time. My parents encouraged me to 'taste and see' God. I encouraged my wife before she knew God. We've encouraged our kids and many others over the years. When you find something that's really good, you want to share it with your friends, don't you? We're having a couple over tonight for 'Tri-tip', a delicious cut of beef that we want to share with our friends. Who could you encourage today to taste and see the goodness of God?
Enjoying the journey,
David
Thursday, July 3, 2008
Like Father, Like Son
My dad turned 80 this week. Fourscore-years-old.
Born before the stock market crash of ’29. Born before WWII, before TV and long before space travel, the internet and blogs.
I have some of my dad’s physical characteristics, like a plateau on my nose that identifies me as the unmistakable offspring of George Eichler. I’m emotional, just like him, and the older I get, Cindy tells me more frequently, “You’re just like your dad.”
I hope so.
Dad is a man of integrity. He once reused a postage stamp that hadn’t been cancelled (when they were about 11 cents) and felt so guilty, he went to the Post Office, bought a stamp, and threw it away. He and Uncle Sam are all even.
Dad is a man who has a love for people. He pastored a home missions church in Idaho where he was the janitor, plumber, lawn mower, Sunday School teacher, and preacher. Why? So he could have a window into people’s lives to tell them about the God who loves them.
Dad is a man who doesn’t strive for men’s approval, but lives for God’s alone. As a teenager I thought he had made a poor career choice, I found out later he was just obeying God by leaving a larger church and moving to a small town. Other opportunities came and went, but dad stayed. . . right where God wanted him.
I hope I’m like my dad.
A man who knows the power of prayer.
A man who weeps at the presence of God.
A man who can’t talk about his family or God’s blessings without being moved to tears.
For me, there may be no greater compliment, “Like father, like son.”
Happy Birthday, Dad.
Enjoying the Journey,
David
Born before the stock market crash of ’29. Born before WWII, before TV and long before space travel, the internet and blogs.
I have some of my dad’s physical characteristics, like a plateau on my nose that identifies me as the unmistakable offspring of George Eichler. I’m emotional, just like him, and the older I get, Cindy tells me more frequently, “You’re just like your dad.”
I hope so.
Dad is a man of integrity. He once reused a postage stamp that hadn’t been cancelled (when they were about 11 cents) and felt so guilty, he went to the Post Office, bought a stamp, and threw it away. He and Uncle Sam are all even.
Dad is a man who has a love for people. He pastored a home missions church in Idaho where he was the janitor, plumber, lawn mower, Sunday School teacher, and preacher. Why? So he could have a window into people’s lives to tell them about the God who loves them.
Dad is a man who doesn’t strive for men’s approval, but lives for God’s alone. As a teenager I thought he had made a poor career choice, I found out later he was just obeying God by leaving a larger church and moving to a small town. Other opportunities came and went, but dad stayed. . . right where God wanted him.
I hope I’m like my dad.
A man who knows the power of prayer.
A man who weeps at the presence of God.
A man who can’t talk about his family or God’s blessings without being moved to tears.
For me, there may be no greater compliment, “Like father, like son.”
Happy Birthday, Dad.
Enjoying the Journey,
David
One Day
We’re reading through the New Testament this year, and a few weeks ago we were in John 19 and there, right between the crucifixion and the resurrection was a man for whom this one day was a life-defining moment of faith. If you’re not familiar with the story, take a minute and read John 19:38-41.
There are a couple of other Joseph’s in the Bible, all we know of Joseph of Arimathea is contained in four very short passages, one in each gospel, recording this one day, this one act.
Scripture tells us that Joseph was a member of the Jewish council and that he disagreed with the council’s condemnation of Jesus. We know he was a rich man who was waiting for the coming of the kingdom of God. He was secretly a disciple of Jesus and on this day at least, a man of courage.
Sometimes a life-defining moment of faith takes place in one day, but we never know which day it will be. This was Joseph’s day. Joseph’s faith led him up to this moment. His love for Jesus had begun long before. He had been following Jesus, listening to His teaching. His courage had been building, but on this day, he didn’t care what the Jewish council thought, he didn’t care what Pilate might do to him. This was his moment. He was a secret follower no more.
No one knows when your ‘one day’ will be. Maybe you’ve already had it. Maybe God is preparing you for your faith moment tomorrow, or next month. Here is what struck me about Joseph. The month before … the week before . . . the day before, was just another day. We never know when our ‘day’ will come. But, if we don’t live today as a disciple, . . . and every day as a disciple, . . . if we don’t live today waiting for the kingdom, purifying ourselves, looking and hoping for His return, if we are not hearing His word today and letting our faith grow, we may never have our day.
John 6:66-69 – From that time many of His disciples went back and walked with Him no more. 67 Then Jesus said to the twelve, “Do you also want to go away?”
68 But Simon Peter answered Him, “Lord, to whom shall we go? You have the words of eternal life. 69 Also we have come to believe and know that You are the Christ, the Son of the living God.”
It’s amazing to me that there were disciples who quit following Jesus. They quit believing in Him, and we never read of them again. They didn’t have their defining moment of faith, because they quit following.
If you really believe and know that Jesus is the Son of the living God, you will not stop following. If you really believe and know that His words are the words of eternal life, you will not stop hearing and obeying his words. Things can get tough. There may be things you don’t understand, but if you know that Jesus is the Son of God, where else are you going to go?
Our world is full of Josephs who missed their life-defining faith moment because they fell away. They loved the world instead of the Lord. Don’t give up. Don’t let the storms blow you over or the waves distract you. Keep growing, keep serving and be ready today for God to reveal Himself through your faith.
May you know that you know, and may that compel you to continue to follow, looking forward to your one day when your faith comes spilling out for everyone to see. Your day may be today.
Enjoying the Journey,
David
There are a couple of other Joseph’s in the Bible, all we know of Joseph of Arimathea is contained in four very short passages, one in each gospel, recording this one day, this one act.
Scripture tells us that Joseph was a member of the Jewish council and that he disagreed with the council’s condemnation of Jesus. We know he was a rich man who was waiting for the coming of the kingdom of God. He was secretly a disciple of Jesus and on this day at least, a man of courage.
Sometimes a life-defining moment of faith takes place in one day, but we never know which day it will be. This was Joseph’s day. Joseph’s faith led him up to this moment. His love for Jesus had begun long before. He had been following Jesus, listening to His teaching. His courage had been building, but on this day, he didn’t care what the Jewish council thought, he didn’t care what Pilate might do to him. This was his moment. He was a secret follower no more.
No one knows when your ‘one day’ will be. Maybe you’ve already had it. Maybe God is preparing you for your faith moment tomorrow, or next month. Here is what struck me about Joseph. The month before … the week before . . . the day before, was just another day. We never know when our ‘day’ will come. But, if we don’t live today as a disciple, . . . and every day as a disciple, . . . if we don’t live today waiting for the kingdom, purifying ourselves, looking and hoping for His return, if we are not hearing His word today and letting our faith grow, we may never have our day.
John 6:66-69 – From that time many of His disciples went back and walked with Him no more. 67 Then Jesus said to the twelve, “Do you also want to go away?”
68 But Simon Peter answered Him, “Lord, to whom shall we go? You have the words of eternal life. 69 Also we have come to believe and know that You are the Christ, the Son of the living God.”
It’s amazing to me that there were disciples who quit following Jesus. They quit believing in Him, and we never read of them again. They didn’t have their defining moment of faith, because they quit following.
If you really believe and know that Jesus is the Son of the living God, you will not stop following. If you really believe and know that His words are the words of eternal life, you will not stop hearing and obeying his words. Things can get tough. There may be things you don’t understand, but if you know that Jesus is the Son of God, where else are you going to go?
Our world is full of Josephs who missed their life-defining faith moment because they fell away. They loved the world instead of the Lord. Don’t give up. Don’t let the storms blow you over or the waves distract you. Keep growing, keep serving and be ready today for God to reveal Himself through your faith.
May you know that you know, and may that compel you to continue to follow, looking forward to your one day when your faith comes spilling out for everyone to see. Your day may be today.
Enjoying the Journey,
David
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Covered or Clean?
I’m back.
I haven’t really been anywhere, but we’ve been busy getting our basement back together after the Flood of ’08. (See my Good Hands, My Foot blog below if you missed it). All of our carpet in the basement and the pad underneath was saturated with storm water. The squishing sound of water between your toes is wonderful on the beach, not so good in the basement.
We tried to suck the water out with wet-dry vacs and the Rug Doctor, but while everything looked ok on the surface, underneath the damp pad began to smell. At first it wasn’t very noticeable. Just a damp, musty smell, then a little stronger each day. Finally, we had to take drastic measures.
Everything came out of the basement and up came the carpet. One room was so bad that we threw everything away. The rest of the carpet was salvageable, but the ‘aromatic’ pad had to go. When something is rotten in your house, even if you can’t see it, … even if it’s covered with something that looks okay, eventually, the rotting smell will reveal the hidden filth and decay.
Cindy grabbed the bleach and the mop and went to town. She was going to clean the problem, not just allow it to be covered up. I know how she cleans, and no germ has a chance. We could eat off of that floor now. We could, but we won’t. We had a new pad installed and the carpet re-laid in most of the basement, and new carpet in the one really bad room. Everything is just like new. Just like it never happened.
It’s the same way with our spiritual lives. It never works to try to cover up our sins. Before long, even if everything looks okay on the outside, the stench of sin becomes evident, first to us, then to those around us.
In 1 Corinthians 6, Paul lists a number of disgusting sins that are a stench to God. Some in the church in Corinth had past lives that were covered in the filth of these sins. But they hadn’t just been covered, they had been cleansed. Paul encourages them, . . . But you were washed, but you were sanctified, but you were justified in the name of the Lord Jesus and by the Spirit of our God. 1 Cor. 6:11
Other ‘clean’ scriptures:
…Christ also loved the church and gave Himself for her, 26 that He might sanctify and cleanse her with the washing of water by the word, Eph. 5:25-26
…and the blood of Jesus Christ His Son cleanses us from all sin. 1 John 1:7
Thank God for the cleansing blood of Jesus. I’d rather have my sin cleaned up than covered up. There’s a major difference in the smell, and I want my life to be a pleasing aroma to God.
Enjoying the Journey,
Pastor David
I haven’t really been anywhere, but we’ve been busy getting our basement back together after the Flood of ’08. (See my Good Hands, My Foot blog below if you missed it). All of our carpet in the basement and the pad underneath was saturated with storm water. The squishing sound of water between your toes is wonderful on the beach, not so good in the basement.
We tried to suck the water out with wet-dry vacs and the Rug Doctor, but while everything looked ok on the surface, underneath the damp pad began to smell. At first it wasn’t very noticeable. Just a damp, musty smell, then a little stronger each day. Finally, we had to take drastic measures.
Everything came out of the basement and up came the carpet. One room was so bad that we threw everything away. The rest of the carpet was salvageable, but the ‘aromatic’ pad had to go. When something is rotten in your house, even if you can’t see it, … even if it’s covered with something that looks okay, eventually, the rotting smell will reveal the hidden filth and decay.
Cindy grabbed the bleach and the mop and went to town. She was going to clean the problem, not just allow it to be covered up. I know how she cleans, and no germ has a chance. We could eat off of that floor now. We could, but we won’t. We had a new pad installed and the carpet re-laid in most of the basement, and new carpet in the one really bad room. Everything is just like new. Just like it never happened.
It’s the same way with our spiritual lives. It never works to try to cover up our sins. Before long, even if everything looks okay on the outside, the stench of sin becomes evident, first to us, then to those around us.
In 1 Corinthians 6, Paul lists a number of disgusting sins that are a stench to God. Some in the church in Corinth had past lives that were covered in the filth of these sins. But they hadn’t just been covered, they had been cleansed. Paul encourages them, . . . But you were washed, but you were sanctified, but you were justified in the name of the Lord Jesus and by the Spirit of our God. 1 Cor. 6:11
Other ‘clean’ scriptures:
…Christ also loved the church and gave Himself for her, 26 that He might sanctify and cleanse her with the washing of water by the word, Eph. 5:25-26
…and the blood of Jesus Christ His Son cleanses us from all sin. 1 John 1:7
Thank God for the cleansing blood of Jesus. I’d rather have my sin cleaned up than covered up. There’s a major difference in the smell, and I want my life to be a pleasing aroma to God.
Enjoying the Journey,
Pastor David
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Best Friends
Children’s children are the crown of old men, ... Proverbs 17:6
Father’s Day. One day. Out of 366 days (this year), fathers get one day of honor, recognition and appreciation. Clowns get a whole week, (the first week in August) and chickens get a month (September). I guess I feel a little better that mothers only get a day, too. They definitely deserve a whole month. Thanksgiving only gets a day, too. That’s not right.
I guess if every day was Father’s Day, it would lose some of its ‘specialness.’ It’s nice to be appreciated and get those funny cards. My cards this year said something about me being the nut that started the family tree, and one hilarious, yet derogatory commentary on my golf game.
A few years ago, four to be exact, Father’s Day took on a new dimension. That was the year I became a grandfather. Okay, technically it’s one generation removed from being a father, but it’s still the same bloodline, and I want some credit. The grandkids wouldn’t be here without me. This year, I am blessed to have three grandchildren on Father's Day. I am thrice blessed, thrice crowned. Sure they are almost always louder than my decibel comfort level, and they can make a mess out of a clean house in a few short hours, but there is nothing quite like the joy of grandchildren.
A week or two ago, our oldest grandchild, Ethan, was talking on and on about his best friend. He has been known to have those random 4 yr-old thought patterns. Add to that his active imagination and creativity and you can only imagine the conversations we have. We never know what's coming next.
This day, he kept going on and on about his best friend. Someone in the room finally asked him, "Who is your best friend?" He looked around the room, pointed to me and said, "Papa." In that moment, Ethan could have asked for the moon and Papa would have figured out a way to get it for him.
We’ve been known to butt heads a few times, Ethan and I. Probably because we’re too much alike. Then there is that 42 year age difference. But love is more powerful, more tolerable, more forgiving. Love bridges generation gaps and volume preferences and being splashed with water from the pool. Peter was right..."love will cover a multitude of sins." 1 Pet. 4:8. Ethan still loves me, and I'm his best friend...at least for now.
I love you, Ethan. I hope I'm always one of your best friends.
Papa loves you, Grace, my little princess.
I love you little Taylor. (TayTay)
I’m blessed to be able to see you take your first steps and learn to ride a bike and throw a ball and run and laugh and play. You are the crown of this 'old' man.
Enjoying the Journey,
David
Father’s Day. One day. Out of 366 days (this year), fathers get one day of honor, recognition and appreciation. Clowns get a whole week, (the first week in August) and chickens get a month (September). I guess I feel a little better that mothers only get a day, too. They definitely deserve a whole month. Thanksgiving only gets a day, too. That’s not right.
I guess if every day was Father’s Day, it would lose some of its ‘specialness.’ It’s nice to be appreciated and get those funny cards. My cards this year said something about me being the nut that started the family tree, and one hilarious, yet derogatory commentary on my golf game.
A few years ago, four to be exact, Father’s Day took on a new dimension. That was the year I became a grandfather. Okay, technically it’s one generation removed from being a father, but it’s still the same bloodline, and I want some credit. The grandkids wouldn’t be here without me. This year, I am blessed to have three grandchildren on Father's Day. I am thrice blessed, thrice crowned. Sure they are almost always louder than my decibel comfort level, and they can make a mess out of a clean house in a few short hours, but there is nothing quite like the joy of grandchildren.
A week or two ago, our oldest grandchild, Ethan, was talking on and on about his best friend. He has been known to have those random 4 yr-old thought patterns. Add to that his active imagination and creativity and you can only imagine the conversations we have. We never know what's coming next.
This day, he kept going on and on about his best friend. Someone in the room finally asked him, "Who is your best friend?" He looked around the room, pointed to me and said, "Papa." In that moment, Ethan could have asked for the moon and Papa would have figured out a way to get it for him.
We’ve been known to butt heads a few times, Ethan and I. Probably because we’re too much alike. Then there is that 42 year age difference. But love is more powerful, more tolerable, more forgiving. Love bridges generation gaps and volume preferences and being splashed with water from the pool. Peter was right..."love will cover a multitude of sins." 1 Pet. 4:8. Ethan still loves me, and I'm his best friend...at least for now.
I love you, Ethan. I hope I'm always one of your best friends.
Papa loves you, Grace, my little princess.
I love you little Taylor. (TayTay)
I’m blessed to be able to see you take your first steps and learn to ride a bike and throw a ball and run and laugh and play. You are the crown of this 'old' man.
Enjoying the Journey,
David
Friday, June 13, 2008
The Parable of the Tile
Based on a true story...A friend of mine from California has a number of residential properties. He told me this true story.
The workman diligently prepared the floor for the new tile he was about to install. When clean and clear of all junk, debris and old nails, he begins. After about five feet of tile have been laid, another worker in the house asks, "What are those chalk lines for?" The workman answers eagerly and explains that earlier in the day his supervisor, with the help of laser technology had snapped a perfectly square chalk line as a guide to ensure the new tiles are straight and true throughout the whole house. "I know what the lines are for," the other worker said, "I was just checking to see if you knew. You might want to stand up and look at your tiles from here."
Sure enough, when the workman stood up and looked, the tiles were crooked and getting further away from the line with each row. "I just got so caught up with laying tile after tile that I forgot to look at the guideline," the workman said.
The moral of the story - God is the Supervisor. The perfectly snapped lines are His Word. We must continually be evaluating and adjusting our lives to the guideline of the Scriptures. Don't get so caught up with life that you forget to keep an eye on the line to make sure you're not getting off track. Just a little variation each day and you'll find yourself way off the mark.
Do your best to present yourself to God as one approved, a workman who does not need to be ashamed and who correctly handles the word of truth. 2 Tim. 2:15 NIV
The King James Version says "Study to shew thyself approved..." Study. It doesn't happen by accident. You set aside time, devote your thoughts and energy to give careful consideration and application to God's Guidelines.
An added caution for parents. If those first few tiles are crooked, it's all but impossible to straighten out the whole project later. Check your guidelines frequently...daily. I don't want you or your kids to turn out crooked.
Enjoying the Journey,
David
The workman diligently prepared the floor for the new tile he was about to install. When clean and clear of all junk, debris and old nails, he begins. After about five feet of tile have been laid, another worker in the house asks, "What are those chalk lines for?" The workman answers eagerly and explains that earlier in the day his supervisor, with the help of laser technology had snapped a perfectly square chalk line as a guide to ensure the new tiles are straight and true throughout the whole house. "I know what the lines are for," the other worker said, "I was just checking to see if you knew. You might want to stand up and look at your tiles from here."
Sure enough, when the workman stood up and looked, the tiles were crooked and getting further away from the line with each row. "I just got so caught up with laying tile after tile that I forgot to look at the guideline," the workman said.
The moral of the story - God is the Supervisor. The perfectly snapped lines are His Word. We must continually be evaluating and adjusting our lives to the guideline of the Scriptures. Don't get so caught up with life that you forget to keep an eye on the line to make sure you're not getting off track. Just a little variation each day and you'll find yourself way off the mark.
Do your best to present yourself to God as one approved, a workman who does not need to be ashamed and who correctly handles the word of truth. 2 Tim. 2:15 NIV
The King James Version says "Study to shew thyself approved..." Study. It doesn't happen by accident. You set aside time, devote your thoughts and energy to give careful consideration and application to God's Guidelines.
An added caution for parents. If those first few tiles are crooked, it's all but impossible to straighten out the whole project later. Check your guidelines frequently...daily. I don't want you or your kids to turn out crooked.
Enjoying the Journey,
David
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Good Hands, My Foot!
You’re in Good Hands with Allstate. This insurance company slogan is one of the longest running and most recognizable in the business world. I found out that this slogan is just that, a slogan that is meant to sell insurance, but that’s all. The ‘good hands’ of Allstate let me down this week. I discovered that my homeowners insurance policy doesn’t cover water damage, no matter how that water got into your basement. So, following the 10 inches of rain last weekend, we have wet stuff at the curb that is a loss.
Counting my blessings - Our house didn’t float down the river or take on several inches or even several feet of water. There are many people who suffered much greater at the hands of the storm than we did at the hands of Allstate.
The really good hands - The ‘good hands’ slogan reminds me of the only pair of hands you can always depend on, always trust. These are loving, caring, strong, faithful hands. These are not human hands, but the hands of God.
No matter what your "Storm Story", you can reach out for God’s hand, and it is always there. Jesus went through storms on the Sea of Galilee with His disciples, and God is in the middle of your storm, too. He wants to shelter you and hide you under His wings. Don’t make the mistake of running from God when the winds pick up. Run to Him. He really loves you. He may speak to the winds and waves, "Peace, be still," or He may hold you close and comfort you as you ride out the storm. Either way, you’re in God’s hands. There is no better place to be, no matter what the situation.
You have made known to me the path of life; you will fill me with joy in your presence, with eternal pleasures at your right hand. Ps. 16:11 NIV
...Your right hand has held me up, ...Ps. 18:35
Show Your marvelous lovingkindness by Your right hand, Ps. 17:7
The right hand of the LORD is exalted; The right hand of the LORD does valiantly. Ps. 118:16
May you know the comfort, protection, safety and love of the only truly ‘good hands.’
Enjoying the Journey,
David
Counting my blessings - Our house didn’t float down the river or take on several inches or even several feet of water. There are many people who suffered much greater at the hands of the storm than we did at the hands of Allstate.
The really good hands - The ‘good hands’ slogan reminds me of the only pair of hands you can always depend on, always trust. These are loving, caring, strong, faithful hands. These are not human hands, but the hands of God.
No matter what your "Storm Story", you can reach out for God’s hand, and it is always there. Jesus went through storms on the Sea of Galilee with His disciples, and God is in the middle of your storm, too. He wants to shelter you and hide you under His wings. Don’t make the mistake of running from God when the winds pick up. Run to Him. He really loves you. He may speak to the winds and waves, "Peace, be still," or He may hold you close and comfort you as you ride out the storm. Either way, you’re in God’s hands. There is no better place to be, no matter what the situation.
You have made known to me the path of life; you will fill me with joy in your presence, with eternal pleasures at your right hand. Ps. 16:11 NIV
...Your right hand has held me up, ...Ps. 18:35
Show Your marvelous lovingkindness by Your right hand, Ps. 17:7
The right hand of the LORD is exalted; The right hand of the LORD does valiantly. Ps. 118:16
May you know the comfort, protection, safety and love of the only truly ‘good hands.’
Enjoying the Journey,
David
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