Prayer Request

I don’t normally do this kind of thing, but I’m requesting prayer for myself on here. I’m asking each and every one of you to join me in prayer for God to lead me to a career where I can not only earn a living but also make a difference in the world.

I’ve been praying and believing in God for a job, but I think sometimes there’s mighty power when God’s people join together to agree on something in Jesus’ name. I’m thanking God in advance for His provision because I know that God has provided for me in every season through every kind of circumstance.

I’m claiming and believing the promises of God.

“Since he did not spare even his own Son but gave him up for us all, won’t he also give us everything else?” (Romans 8:32, NTL).

“Now all glory to God, who is able, through his mighty power at work within us, to accomplish infinitely more than we might ask or think” (Ephesians 3:20, NLT).

“And we are confident that he hears us whenever we ask for anything that pleases him. And since we know he hears us when we make our requests, we also know that he will give us what we ask for” (1 John 5:14-15, NLT).

Thank you in advance for your prayers. I will update when God answers and I am still believing for good things from God. He is still good and worthy of my worship, no matter what.

Above all, I choose to pray the prayer that never fails: God, Your will be done. Amen.

Here I Am

“Now it was after these things that God tested Abraham. He said to him, “Abraham.”

Hineni,’ he said (Genesis 22:1, TLV).

I learned a new Hebrew word today. I’m reading through the Tree of Life Version of the Bible. It’s a Messianic Jewish translation that often will insert Hebrew words instead of translating them. Also, it refers to Yeshua rather than Jesus when talking about the Messiah.

Hineni simply means “Here I am.”

But according to all that I have learned, it’s more than stating a geographical location. In this passage, God didn’t need to know where Abraham was. What Abraham was saying in that one word response was, “I am available and willing, no matter what.”

In this case, God was calling Abraham to take his only son, Isaac, and offer him as a sacrifice. Abraham was completely ready to obey even though he believed God’s promise about making a nation through his offspring. He somehow knew God could still fulfill His word.

Later on, we see that the Angel of the Lord stopped Abraham from going through with the deed. After He calls to Abraham, again Abraham responds with “Hineni.”

Once more, Abraham was instantly willing and able to do whatever God commanded. He didn’t need to think it over or figure out how it made sense before he could act. He simply acted.

Also, the word is used for Isaiah when God asked who could He send and who would go for Him to preach His message to wayward Israel. Again, Isaiah said “Hineni – here I am. Send me.”

May that be the posture of our hearts. Lord, whatever and whenever You call, I’m ready. My answer is Yes before You even ask the question. Speak, Lord, for Your servant is listening. Amen.

A Prayer for Sunday

“Lord, look with great grace, we pray, upon the slaves of sin that are present here this morning; break their chains. Save this people. We know there are some in this congregation who are currently “poisoned by bitterness and bound by wickedness” (Acts 8:23). Move, divine Spirit, over this audience, and fetch out from among us those who do not know God, that they may know themselves and their God this day. Make this to be a profitable, soul-winning Sunday, one of the high days on which heaven’s bells shall ring out more sweetly than ever, because many and many a prodigal child has come back to the Father’s house to make the Father glad.
Amen” (Charles Spurgeon).

I usually try to pray every Sunday for my church. I typically pray that God would make our hearts good soil for God’s word to go deep and produce a harvest. I also pray that if there’s anyone sitting in the rows during the service that doesn’t have a saving faith in Jesus that they would come to know Jesus as Savior and Lord.

I’m not typing all that to humble brag. I’m simply being obedient. Who knows? Maybe God would have saved someone anyway, but I know the Bible says that we have not because we ask not (to put it in super King James English).

Are you praying for your church? Are you praying for God to move in your services? With all the talent in most churches, it can be so easy to preplan and program every service down to the second and leave no room for the Holy Spirit to move. We can run an entire Sunday off of our own agendas and abilities and charisma and not even be aware that God was not present because we never invited Him in.

It’s always a good idea to pray for lost people to come to Christ in your church services. It’s never wrong to pray for reconciliation of families and marriages, for the calling of people to the ministry and missions, for God to bring revival to your church, your city, and the world.

Lord, move in every place where we assemble to worship. Don’t let us get by on our strength alone but bring us to the place where we’re dependent on You for anything good that happens this Sunday. Speak, Lord, for Your servants are listening.

Memories About Ghosts

Do you ever see a photograph and wish you could go back in time and be a fly on the wall for the moment that the picture was taken? You’d see the people alive again, their faces animated and their voices long silenced speaking again.

I know it would probably mess up the space-time continuum thingy big time, but I’d love to go back and capture some of those moments with a really high-end camera (or at least my cell phone). I love seeing the old Polaroids, but sometimes it gets harder to make out the faces or really see the expressions on people’s faces. Sometimes, I forget what the people I loved look like and it would be really nice to remember again.

But then I remember that a Great Reunion is coming. That’s what Revelation talks about when it says that Jesus will come back and take us to a place with no more crying or pain, where He personally will wipe away every tear from our eyes. I imagine at that point it will be tears of joy over seeing loved ones alive and whole.

I don’t know what people will look like in heaven. I’ve heard that we will all be in the prime of life. Perhaps we will all be what we looked like when we were 33 because that’s the age when Jesus made His ultimate sacrifice for us. Maybe we will look young but with eyes that reflect a lifetime of wisdom. All I know is that Jesus will be there, and because of what He did, we will know each other and we will above all know Him whom we have only seen up to that point through eyes of faith.

Until then, I have grainy Polaroids and a Bible and a fait that believes without seeing. But then one day, my faith will be made sight.

Waiting in 2026

“Wait on the Lord, wait quietly, wait trustingly. He holds every minute of every hour of every day of every week of every month of every year in His hands. Thank Him in advance for what the future holds, for He is already there” (Elisabeth Elliot).

I sometimes forget that God is not like me. He is not bound by time nor controlled by it. He exists completely outside of any notion of time. That means that He is still in the past where I messed up. He is in my present with all of its worries and concerns. And He is already in the future, going before me in whatever lies ahead of me.

He will still be there when I get there. That to me means more than any good news or unexpected blessing. The fact that I don’t have to wake up tomorrow wondering how I’m going to figure out all the ins and outs of my life is hugely relieving. God is there. He knows.

A word I have chosen for 2026 is waiting. Not in the sense of waiting passively like waiting by the phone for a call. But waiting actively. Waiting expectantly. Waiting while I prepare the fields to receive rain in advance of a mighty harvest.

God, we wait for You knowing that our future is secure in nail-scarred hands. Thank You that we never go where You have not already been. Amen.

Ring Out, Wild Bells (from In Memoriam)

“Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky,
The flying cloud, the frosty light:
The year is dying in the night;
Ring out, wild bells, and let him die.
Ring out the old, ring in the new,
Ring, happy bells, across the snow:
The year is going, let him go;
Ring out the false, ring in the true.
Ring out the grief that saps the mind
For those that here we see no more;
Ring out the feud of rich and poor,
Ring in redress to all mankind.
Ring out a slowly dying cause,
And ancient forms of party strife;
Ring in the nobler modes of life,
With sweeter manners, purer laws.
Ring out the want, the care, the sin,
The faithless coldness of the times;
Ring out, ring out my mournful rhymes
But ring the fuller minstrel in.
Ring out false pride in place and blood,
The civic slander and the spite;
Ring in the love of truth and right,
Ring in the common love of good.
Ring out old shapes of foul disease;
Ring out the narrowing lust of gold;
Ring out the thousand wars of old,
Ring in the thousand years of peace.
Ring in the valiant man and free,
The larger heart, the kindlier hand;
Ring out the darkness of the land,
Ring in the Christ that is to be” (Lord Alfred Tennyson).

Happy New Year! May 2026 be your best year yet!

On the Sixth Day of Christmas

The older I get, the less Christmas is about stuff. I remember when all I could think about on Christmas Eve was opening all those presents. It was even more important to me than food (and that’s really saying something).

But it seems lately, I really cherish the people more than the presents. Really, of all the gifts I ever received, I probably still have 1%. What I have more than anything I unwrapped are memories. I have pictures in my mind of all the people that I’d see every Christmas. A lot of those aren’t here anymore, but their memories still are.

Of course, the greatest gift I still have is my salvation. That is one present that grows sweeter as I grow older. Most gifts didn’t hold my interest for very long. It saddens me to think that a lot of them ended up in a closet or in a yard sale or donated to Goodwill after people went through all that trouble to pick them out for me. But that’s how this earthly life is in a lot of ways.

This year, I’m thankful for all my family and friends. I’m thankful for my church family and what we’re doing in our new building. I’m thankful for a roof over my head and clothes on my back and good meals set before me. I am very blessed, even if I didn’t get one single solitary present for Christmas (and believe me, I did).

Christmas is more than packages and decorations and tinsel and parties. Christmas is the people around you and the love between you. Christmas is how God saw lost sheep away from the fold and became the Good Shepherd to find us and lead us back home. Christmas is Jesus.

On the Fifth Day of Christmas

“Almighty God,
you have poured upon us the new light of your incarnate Word:
Grant that this light, enkindled in our hearts, may shine forth in our lives;
through Jesus Christ our Lord, who lives and reigns with you,
in the unity of the Holy Spirit,
one God,
now and for ever. Amen.”

This year, I want to linger on Christmas. I don’t mean I want to keep the decorations up all year (though the thought is a little tempting), but I want to keep the meaning and spirit of Christmas alive in my heart well beyond December into the new year.

It’s so easy to pack everything away and move on. But we forget how monumental that first Christmas night was. Everything, and I mean absolutely everything, changed. God became human in the form of a tiny infant. That infant grew up to be the Savior of the world.

Because of Jesus, there’s no longer a veil between us and God. We are told we can enter boldly into the throne room of God because of Jesus being the Perfect High Priest who was also the Perfect Sacrifice and who lives forever to make intercession for us.

We no longer need to go through a priest or a minister but we can go directly to God. We now have the Holy Spirit who prays for us within us when we have no words. We have a certain hope now of a glorious future and God’s presence with us here and now.

Christmas will always mean that God so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son so that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have eternal life. Thank You, Jesus.

On the Fourth Day of Christmas

I have to say I’m really digging the concept of 12 days of Christmas. It’s helping me to get through all my Christmas records and movies. Plus, I love still seeing all the Christmas decorations that haven’t been taken down and stored away for 2026.

My hot take of the day is that I prefer colored lights over white. I’ll never judge anyone else for white lights on a Christmas tree, but colored lights make me feel nostalgic and childlike, especially when they’re the big old-fashion outside lights.

I’m still having my mind blown over something I read in one of my Advent books. Basically, God orchestrated the census of the Roman world, putting it into the mind of Caesar Augustus for the sole purpose of moving two people 70 miles from Nazareth to Bethlehem. God also put a special celestial event in the sky to draw some foreigners to bring gifts to and worship the child Jesus.

All this to say that God will sometimes move heaven and earth for His children to accomplish His purposes for them. The saying goes that when you say impossible, you’re really saying “I’m possible.” Better yet, you can say, with God all things are possible.

This is a word to those who are waiting on God for a desire or a promise that they have not yet received. I’m speaking in faith to you tonight not to give up but to hold on to every single one of God’s promises to you that are Yes and Amen in Christ Jesus. Don’t let despair overtake you when you’re closer than you know to the hopes and desires of your heart.

Above all, remember that God is near. God is still Emmanuel and still with us. He had not left us and He never will. That’s also a promise you can count on.

On the Third Day of Christmas

This culture has gotten really good at moving on. Not even two whole days since Christmas Day, and already some stores have erased every evidence of Christmas festivity. Now I suppose everywhere will be decorated for the upcoming Valentine’s Day.

I don’t want to rush through the seasons anymore. I want to sit and savor and remember. I don’t want to spend the rest of my life speeding on to the next big holiday, the next big life event. I want to live in today while it is still today.

I’ve been re-reading my Advent devotional from the writings of G. K. Chesterton, and I think he had it right. There’s something to this 12 days of Christmas business. They didn’t speed through Christmas in 24 hours. They took their time and made it last for almost two whole weeks. They didn’t tear through their gifts in one setting. They spaced them out over 12 days.

We are a culture perpetually in a hurry and teaching the next generation to be just as insanely busy or even busier. Ultimately, the only place you ever get to in a hurry is an early grave and a deathbed full of regret over the life that you missed. And I for one surely don’t want to miss my life.

To be fair, to celebrate the incarnation takes more than 24 hours or even 2 weeks. It should take the rest of the our lives to contemplate and celebrate and live thankful lives as a result of God’s gift to us in the person of Jesus.

Christmas and Easter should perpetually be the themes of our lives and everything we say and do should be from the goal of letting people know that God loves them and wants them to know Him. People need to know that Christmas is more than Santa Claus and that Easter is more than the Easter Bunny. They need to know that Jesus loves them and can give them new and eternal life in exchange for their old and broken lives. They need to know that no one is ever too lost for Jesus to find and save.