God Has No Deadlines

“God never hurries. There are no deadlines against which he must work. Only to know this is to quiet our spirits and relax our nerves” (A.W. Tozer).

“Patience is more than endurance. A saint’s life is in the hands of God like a bow and arrow in the hands of an archer. God is aiming at something the saint cannot see, and He stretches and strains, and every now and again the saint says–‘I cannot stand anymore.’ God does not heed, He goes on stretching till His purpose is in sight, then He lets fly. Trust yourself in God’s hands. Maintain your relationship to Jesus Christ by the patience of faith. ‘Though He slay me, yet will I trust in Him” (Oswald Chambers).

As I’ve probably said many times, I’m thankful that God is way more patient with me that I am with Him. I’m thankful that God doesn’t operate off my timetable or always grant me what I ask for when I ask for it. The reason is that usually the things I ask God for are 1) stupid, 2) things I’m not yet ready for, 3) me thinking small when God wants me to think bigger, 4) me thinking finite and earthly when God wants me to look through the lens of heaven and eternity, 5) me being myopic when God is seeing His whole plan throughout creation and history.

So, to remind myself once more: God’s timing is 1) not mine and 2) perfect.

Rejoice in Hope

Sometimes, a picture is truly worth 1,000 words. In this case, I just want to add a few more. Those verses from 1 Thessalonians 5 seem to sum it up very nicely:

“Never stop praying. Be thankful in all circumstances, for this is God’s will for you who belong to Christ Jesus” (1 Thessalonians 5:17-18, NLT).

Adding to, Not Taking Away

I confess that I don’t really know too much about the singer Nightbirde, whose real name was Jane Kristen Marczewski. I know that she was a singer-songwriter. I also know that she was a contestant on America’s Got Talent. I remember she had been diagnosed with cancer and her husband left her right before she went on the show. I know how sad I was when I found out she had passed away.

But she left us with some beautiful music and some inspiring quotes that showed her resilient faith in God that not even cancer could kill. These following words were her testimony to the end:

“When it comes to pain, God isn’t often in the business of taking it away. Instead, he adds to it. He is more of a giver than a taker. He doesn’t take away my darkness, he adds light. He doesn’t spare me of thirst, he brings water. He doesn’t cure my loneliness, he comes near. So why do we believe that when we are in pain, it must mean God is far?” (Jane Kristen Marczewski aka Nightbirde).

I forget that. I think that God can only speak through blessing or that God is near only when the sun is shining. I forget that pain is often God’s way of getting my attention. I forget that you can’t wrestle with someone who’s far away, so those times must mean God is near (with much thanks to Jon Acuff for that one).

God is using what I would like to avoid to grow me up. Rather than taking me out of struggles and storms, God goes through them with me and I learn to trust God’s nearness even when I can’t feel it. I trust God’s hand even when I can’t see it. I trust God’s heart even when I don’t understand it.

The Hem of His Garment

I keep thinking about something I read recently. It talks about the verse from Malachi where the sun of righteousness will rise with healing in its wings. I believe that could be a messianic prophecy. I understand that the Hebrew word for wings, kaneph, can also refer to the corners of a garment.

I keep thinking about that woman with the issue of blood who was desperate to get to Jesus. She knew that even if she could grab a corner of His garment, she would be healed. She knew that there would be healing in His “wings” because she believed He was the very Messiah that her people had waited for since day one.

Here’s the point: She was willing to risk the ridicule and the ruining of her reputation for the reward of her Redeemer. She didn’t care who saw her crawling on her hands and knees to get to Jesus. She didn’t care if she wasn’t dignified in her pursuit of forgiveness and salvation. It was worth risking literally everything for a handful of tassel.

What is Jesus worth to you? Is He worth the risk? Are you willing to hang on to the thread of His garment, no matter what? Then you’re in a good place. That’s where Jesus finds you.

Leaning on My Own Understanding

As far as visual representations go, that’s pretty much accurate to what happens when I try to lean on my own understanding. It never ends well, though thankfully not quite as badly as the picture above.

The verse from Proverbs says to trust in the Lord with all your heart and not to lean on your own understanding. You could just as easily say to lean on the Lord with all your heart and not to trust your own understanding. In both cases, you wind up in the same place.

The problem with my own understanding is that it’s finite and based mostly on fickle feelings. If I’m overly tired, I can put a pessimistic spin on my circumstances. If I’m hungry, I can get impatient with God’s timing.

To trust in the Lord is to trust in a 100% impeccable track record. There’s a whole Bible with 66 books that testifies to God never steering anyone wrong. I on the other hand have probably screwed up already in the first five minutes after waking up.

I always remember something I learned from a college and career retreat I participated in when I was way younger. It involved the ROTC of faith. ROTC stands for the definition of faith, which is to rely on, obey, trust in, and cling to the Lord.

So don’t end up like that guy on the stairs tangled up in his own ladder. Trust in God, not your own understanding.

What God Is Made Of

“Scarcity and broken relationships aren’t about God finding out what I am made of-God knows what I am made of–it’s the other way around. In or out of friendship, in scarcity or abundance or just enough, my life is about finding out what God is made of” (Brennan Manning).

The whole idea that God won’t give me more than I can handle seems biblical, but it’s not. You can look all you want, but you won’t find it in the Bible. Paul said that God won’t allow you to be tempted beyond your ability to endure, but that’s different.

I think so much of what happens to us isn’t for us to find out how much we can handle or what we’re made of. It’s to find out how much God can handle and what He’s made of. When we’re moderately uncomfortable, God shows up and it’s no big deal (to us anyway). But when we’re at the end of our rope and God intervenes, it means something. It means a whole lot. We learn through experience what we knew in head knowledge and theoretical faith becomes real life faith.

I also remember reading that if you are not grounded in the goodness of God, you will lower your theology to match your pain. God becomes a manageable god who has no real power but is a token of your good will and best intentions.

But the real God is bigger than your pain. He’s bigger than what you can conceive. The Bible says He looks throughout the whole earth to find those whose hearts are unswervingly devoted to Him. God shows up best when we’re at our worst. God shows up mightiest when we’re at our weakest.

That’s the best place to be because that’s the best time for God to show up and do what only He can do and to be what only God can be. That’s when we find out what God is made of — and we worship.

A Little More Spurgeon in My Life

I recently subscribed to an email list where I get a small prayer and devotional from the one and only Charles Spurgeon. Actually, since Spurgeon has been dead for 132 years, the words are his but the sender is most likely not.

Spurgeon is considered one of the greatest Baptist preachers and one of the most famous people from the 19th century. He always seemed to have a way of speaking the truth that speaks directly to my heart and doesn’t mince the truth in any way, something that is sorely lacking in this modern evangelical age.

Here’s the email I received most recently that could have been my diary:

“DAILY PRAYER (BY SPURGEON)
This morning, we feel inclined to bless you for the many occasions in which you did not answered our prayer; for you have said that we asked wrongly and therefore we could not have; and we desire to register this prayer with you, that whenever we do ask wrongly, you would, in great wisdom and love, be pleased to refuse us.
Amen.
VERSE OF THE DAY (COMMENTARY BY SPURGEON)
“You ask and don’t receive because you ask with wrong motives, so that you may spend it on your pleasures.” (James 4:3)
The lusts of the flesh come in, and put us upon the wrong track; or if we take the right road, yet, if the lusts are there, God will not bless us, because, in doing so, he would be helping us to gratify our lusts.

Here’s the link if you want to subcribe:

https://spurgeonbooks.beehiiv.com

41

“In the Bible, it rained for 40 days and 40 nights.
Day 41 came and the rain stopped.

Moses committed murder & hid in the desert for 40 years.
Year 41 came, and God called him to help rescue Israel.

Moses went up on the mountain for 40 days.
On day 41, he received the Ten Commandments.

The Israelites wandered in the wilderness for 40 years.
Year 41, they walked into the Promised Land.

Goliath taunted Israel for 40 days.
Day 41 came, and David slew him.

Jonah preached a message of repentance to Ninevah for 40 days.
On day 41, God stopped His plan to destroy them.

Jesus fasted and was tempted for 40 days.
Day 41, and the devil fled.

After His resurrection, Jesus appeared to His disciples for 40 days.
On day 41, He ascended into Heaven.

All this to say…don’t quit. The rain will stop, the giant will fall, and you will enter your ‘promised land.’ Don’t give up at 40.

41 is coming” (Chelsie Zurcher Wren).

In the Bible, the number 40 represents testing or trials — and sometimes judgment. All these examples show that what we endure may be severe but it is always finite. There’s a limit.

Sometimes 40 days can seem like forever. But just as the rainbow of God’s promise followed the flood, so day 41 will surely follow that 40th day of testing.

I’m not promising vast material blessings will come your way, but I do think God’s favor follows adversity, provided its because of enduring trials and not receiving consequences for sinful actions.

God is faithful. God honors those who honor Him, and the eyes of the Lord roam the earth seeking those whose hearts are fully committed to Him. All it takes is a mustard seed amount of faith in a mountain-moving God.

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Tiny Books

For as long as I can remember, I’ve been drawn to tiny books. The smaller, the better.

I have a tiny testament that easily fits in the palm of my hand. I also have a small Latin dictionary and an even smaller hymnal. All these tiny books are super old as well as super small.

This one is the smallest prayer book I’ve ever seen. For me, I love the idea of carrying around these precious promises of God in my pocket and having a handy prayer guide for whenever I can’t find words of my own to pray.

I’m reminded sometimes of how small I am in comparison to God. More like infinitesimal and microscopic next to the Creator whom the whole of creation can’t contain.

Yet, the verse says He is mindful of me. He knows the number of hairs on my head and when I stumble or fall. He knows every word on my tongue before I speak it.

That’s comforting when the universe seems so big and dark and void of hope. I need the nearness of an Incarnate God more than I need the majesty of an Infinite Being beyond my comprehension.

Well, I need both. I need a God close enough to know my need and a God big enough to meet it. I need a God who’s near to hear my prayer and a God mighty enough to be worthy of my prayers.

I suppose my next thing to collect will be tiny books. Now I just need a tiny shelf to put them all on. I can stare at all my small books and remember how small I am in the eyes of God, yet He still knows me by name.