A Blessing of Dwelling

Again, my brain is toast, so I borrowed something I found on Facebook. It spoke to me and I hope it will speak to you as well. May God’s blessings all be yours wherever you live, work, and play:

May you sit down in the presence of the Most High,
no longer visiting, no longer striving,
but settling into the place prepared for you.

May you discover that God Himself
is your refuge and your resting place—
not a fortress you must reach,
but a shelter already surrounding you.

May you live beneath His protective nearness,
held in the shade of the All-Sufficient One,
where fear loses its voice
and your soul remembers it is safe.

May threats that trouble others
lose their power over you.
May chaos pass nearby without overtaking you.
May you remain untouched, not because you are strong,
but because you are kept.

May unseen help attend your path,
lifting you gently when the way is hard,
so that even what might wound you
does not have the final word.

May love anchor you so deeply in God
that rescue comes naturally,
answers come personally,
and His presence meets you
even in the midst of trouble.

And may your life be filled with quiet satisfaction—
long enough to savor goodness,
deep enough to know salvation is not distant,
but dwelling with you,
here and now.

Amen” (Kirk Dearman).

Jesus, Take the Wheel

“The most terrifying detail about Noah’s Ark isn’t the size of the flood. It is the design of the boat.

If you look closely at the blueprints God gave Noah in Genesis 6, He was extremely specific.

He gave the exact length, width, and height. He specified the type of wood and the pitch to seal it.

In my little years, I have never thought of this, but God intentionally left out one crucial component. There was no steering wheel, no sail, and worse still, there was no engine.

Think about how scary that is.

Noah was building a massive vessel to survive a global storm, but he had zero control over it, or over where it went. He couldn’t steer it away from rocks. He couldn’t turn it into the waves. He couldn’t aim for dry land. He was completely at the mercy of the water.

The Ark was not designed for navigation; just for floating.

Noah’s job was to be the Passenger, not the Captain.

God was the Captain.

This is a picture of your life right now.

You are trying to put a steering wheel in a boat that God can control, if you let Him…” (@elizabethltboyd on X).

I know just about everybody reading this has probably heard of the song made famous by Carrie Underwood called “Jesus, Take the Wheel.”

It has become something of a saying that has little to do with actually giving control to Jesus. I think it means “y’all are crazy over there” or something.

Whatever it means, it’s telling that there was no steering wheel on the ark. Noah was supposed to trust God completely to guide him to where he was supposed to go. And how easy is it for us to want to try to take over from God when life gets complicated or stressful, right?

But letting God lead means that God is not my co-pilot with helpful suggestions. He is the pilot. He tells me where to go. He takes me where I need to go. And when I’m smart enough, I trust Him because He has never steered me wrong once. Not once.

Another Year, Another Devotional

I’ve had this one a while. If memory serves, I picked it up outside the old library at Union University back in the day. If I had to hazard a guess, it would probably be somewhere around 1994 to 1995. So yeah, it’s been a little while.

But I always like to read through a good devotional along with reading through the Bible. This year felt like it needed some Charles H. Spurgeon. It’s an oldie but a goodie complete with King James-style English thrown in for good measure.

But it’s a book with a promise from God for every single day. Sometimes, you and I need that. We need to be reminded of God’s promises over and over again. We need to pray them every chance we get, not because God might have forgotten but because we have. And probably will again at some point.

Reading these old promises of God reminds me that the same God who made and fulfilled all His promises to His people way back when will keep every one toward us. We can rest on His every word and stand assured on the promises of God, as the old hymn says.

I for one am thankful that God is not like me when it comes to keeping those promises. I’d like to say that every time I said I’d pray for someone I kept that promise. Or whenever I said I’d keep in touch that I followed through. I wish.

But God is not like me. That gives me great comfort. What gives me greater comfort is that one day I will be like Him.

Thank You, Lord, that every single one of your Promises to Your people is YES and AMEN in Christ Jesus. That in itself is a promise as sure as the God who made it. Amen.

You Will Come Forth as Gold

I don’t know, but I think this will speak to someone reading this tonight. Maybe it’s something you needed to hear right at this moment. I do believe that no trial is ever wasted on those who hold fast to hope in Christ. God always redeems every situation that seems hopeless at the time to work it for our good and His glory. This too shall pass and soon you will see . . .

A Bold Prayer

“God, change anything about me that isn’t about You.”

That’s a dangerous prayer. I know there’s a lot in me that probably doesn’t reflect the heart of God. I think I speak for just about everyone in the room when I say that all of us who are followers of Jesus don’t exactly mirror Jesus very well most of the time. There’s a lot in us that needs changing.

I think we do a lot of things for selfish reasons — we even do good with ulterior motives. But the beautiful part is that God still chooses to use us. Sometimes I wonder not why bad things happen to good people but why God allows good things to happen to any of us. After all, we’re the ones who rebelled against God and chose our own way over His.

But God still blesses us. God still loves us. God still promises to finish what He started in us. God sent His only Son for us while we were still sinners and died for us while we were still sinners. He didn’t wait until we got better. He didn’t even wait until we really wanted to get better. When we were dead in our trespasses and sins, God made us alive in Christ.

So maybe that’s not a bad prayer to pray. It’s scary but it’s the best thing God could ever do for us. God, change anything about us that isn’t about You. Make us like You at any cost, so that we can lead others to know You and find out what the eternal and abundant life looks like. Amen.

Ever Giving Lord

“Our Lord Jesus is ever giving, and does not for a solitary instant withdraw His hand. As long as there is a vessel of grace not yet full to the brim, the oil shall not be stayed. He is a sun ever-shining; He is manna always falling round the camp; He is a rock in the desert, ever sending out streams of life from his smitten side; the rain of his grace is always dropping; the river of his bounty is ever-flowing, and the well-spring of his love is constantly overflowing” (Charles Spurgeon).

I remember a famous writer once said that you can never outgive God. I’ve never forgotten those words in all the years since I first read them. I’m finding them to be more and more true the older I get.

That’s the way God works. You go to serve in a homeless ministry or in a greeting capacity at a local church and end up getting way more blessed in return. It helps to remember that absolutely everything we own and all of our abilities we use to give were first gifts from God. We can never give anything back to God or to anyone else that God didn’t give to us first.

Sometimes, I think the only thing we offer God that’s ours is us. Our surrender. Our willingness. Our obedience. But even those are responses to the overflow of God’s love toward us, like us offering God a thimble of love from the ocean He washes over us.

But God is ever merciful and ever giving. He never ceases to give and bless and overwhelm His people with good things. They may not always look like blessings at first glance, but those with eyes of faith know.

Thank You, Lord, for every single blessing and gift — especially the small ones that I take for granted every day. I could never in a billion years come close to paying back or matching Your gifts to me. May I be a conduit for Your blessings to flow through me to others so that they can know You and know the joy of Your blessings. Amen.

70 Years Ago

It was 70 years ago today that five missionaries went into the jungles of Ecuador to bring the gospel to an unreached group of indigenous people. Those five ended up sacrificing their very lives for that gospel. Months later, two of the wives, including Jim Elliot’s wife Elisabeth, went back to that very tribe that had murdered their husbands and led many of them to saving faith in Christ.

Jim is famous for saying, “He is no fool who gives up what he cannot keep to gain what he cannot lose.”

Those are the words he and his friends lived by when they risked their lives to go to places where the name of Jesus had never been heard before. But in heaven’s eyes, the sacrifice was worth it. God honored the lives of those men and their wives, and their legacy still lives on.

Every time someone goes to a part of the world where the gospel has not gone before, we honor their legacy. Every time a missionary couple or family goes to a country where missionaries are not allowed, their legacy lives on. Whenever people are willing to risk everything to share the gospel where Christianity is illegal and converting means instant death, the legacy of the Elliots, the Flemings, The Saints, the McCullys, and Youderians is passed on to a new generation.

The goal is that everyone must know. Heaven will be filled with people from every tongue, tribe, and nation because people like Jim and Nate and the rest weren’t content to stay in this country and be comfortable but traded convenience for obedience and were able to hear the words of Jesus, “Well, done, good and faithful servants.”

In Place of Joy

“For many, Christmas is no longer the day to celebrate the mystery of the birth of God among us, the God hidden in the wounds of humanity. It is no longer the day of the child, awaited with prayer and repentance, contemplated with watchful attentiveness, and remembered in liturgical solemnity, joyful song, and peaceful family meals. Instead, Christmas has become a time when companies send elaborate gifts to their clients to thank them for their business, when post offices work overtime to process an overload of greeting cards, when immense amounts of money are spent on food and drink, and socializing becomes a full-time activity. There are trees, decorated streets, sweet tunes in the supermarkets, and children saying to their parents: ‘I want this and I want that.’ The shallow happiness of busy people often fills the place meant to experience the deep, lasting joy of Emmanuel, God-with-us” (Henri Nouwen).

It seems strange for me to be posting a Christmas blog on January 7, the day after the Epiphany. But if you think about it, it makes sense. At least to me it does.

When you focus on all the wrong parts of Christmas, like the buying and getting, the wrapping and decorating, the parties and the food, then at some point it has to end. But when Christmas becomes the arrival of Emmanuel, then it never ends because Emmanuel has not left us nor will He ever.

I love all the other stuff. But it gets weird if the Christmas tree is still up and decorated in July. But I think the idea of treating others with kindness or giving to the less fortunate or being Jesus with skin on never gets old. That can be 24/7/365.

Above all, the greatest gift of Christmas is one that we can give to anybody anytime we share the hope of salvation in Jesus with anyone who hasn’t heard it before or who needs to hear it again for the 300th time. That’s the only part that we get to take with us to heaven — those who will go with us because we were faithful to share the good news.

The Way of Jesus

What is the way of Jesus? What are those who follow Him called to be and to do?

The answer is simple. Repent and forgive.

Self-righteous finger pointing has no place in the Kingdom of God. Neither does condemning those who sin differently than I do. While we are called to speak in love against people when their actions don’t match their faith, neither you nor I get the right to judge their motives or intentions. Neither you nor I get to decide

Jesus never said, “You make sure everyone else is living right.”

What He said was, “You live right,” or better yet, “You repent. You seek to serve the least of these. You be holy.”

The Kingdom of God isn’t about a political party or platform. It’s not an ideology, either left or right, conservative or liberal.

It’s about the God’s love breaking into the world, one heart at a time.

You might say to Jesus, “But what about these people over there not doing right? What about those people flaunting their freedoms over and above any responsibility?”

Jesus says to you, “But what about you? You repent. You make peace and live in peace with others as much as it’s in your power to do so.

At the end of the day, the question to you and me will be how well we loved. How well we served and ministered to the least of them. How well we made visible the invisible grace of God.

Jesus also said to forgive.

That becomes possible when you and I understand that the kind of inhumanity and evil we’re capable of apart from the grace of God. Also, we need to embrace the fact that those we deem our enemies are still created in the image of God and loved by God.

When we grasp how much we’re forgiven by God, we can in turn forgive others.

“One of their religion scholars spoke for them, posing a question they hoped would show him up: ‘Teacher, which command in God’s Law is the most important?’ Jesus said, “‘Love the Lord your God with all your passion and prayer and intelligence.’ This is the most important, the first on any list. But there is a second to set alongside it: ‘Love others as well as you love yourself.’ These two commands are pegs; everything in God’s Law and the Prophets hangs from them.'”

Epiphany Eve

That’s the paradox of Christmas — that God, the Maker and Sustainer, was for a time homeless so that all who waited for and longed for His appearing can be at home and find their home in Him. I love that God became one of us so that we could become like Him and be made into the image of His Son, Jesus.

Thank You, God, for Your sacrifice that I could know You and know eternal and abundant life that I never deserved but that You freely give through Your Son Jesus Christ. Amen.