Just in case you needed this, here’s a friendly reminder:

Your current situation is not your final destination.

For those who belong to Jesus, the best is yet to come.

There it is. Your word of the day. And you thought you couldn’t learn anything from this blog post.

I do like rainy days. Just not when I’m driving in them, especially at night or in super heavy rain.

I like rainy days when I’m at home. I can look outside and enjoy the peacefulness and hear the relaxing rhythm of the rain without having to worry about all the crazy Nashville drivers who can’t drive in perfect sunny weather, much less in rain.

I know if I’m hitting the interstate on a rainy day, I’ll be slowed down by at least one accident. Usually more.

But at home, I’m free of all bad drivers. I can sit on the porch and watch the rain. I can read a book with a cup of hot tea. I can take a nap (and for some reason, I take the best naps when it rains).

So I guess I am a pluviophile of sorts. Just in the right setting.

I did my usual walk on my lunch break around 11:30 which inevitably leads to Target. I passed through the retro gaming section in hopes of finding some amazing 50% off deal.

This time I was in luck. I spotted an Atari Flashback Portable system marked down to $24.51 due to being repackaged. I think I may have briefly nerded out right there in the store.

You don’t know how much the Atari 2600 helped shape my childhood. Back in my day (says the old guy), that was THE gaming system to have. It may have been the ONLY gaming system out there, so the selection was a bit limited.

Now there’s a plethora of gaming systems that make that old Atari look like something out of the Stone Age that belongs in the Smithsonian.

But for me lots of memories are tied up in those games from almost 40 years ago. The older I get, the more I relish anything retro and nostalgic. It’s as close as I’ll ever get apart from a Tardis or a souped-up Delorean to going back in time.

There will be some Pitfall in my very near future.

It’s been a little while since I last updated you on my quest to see all the episodes of the classic run of Doctor Who from 1963-1989, minus the lost episodes.

I can now say that I’ve seen them all. Except for those that are missing from the archives. And a few extras that Britbox didn’t have access to at the time.

I made it through 7 doctors, countless companions, and even more baddies, along with numerous aliens and monsters (think actors in rubber suits).

I only wish I’d known about it when I was a wee lad growing up in the bonnie hills of . . . Memphis. Yeah, that doesn’t work so well when it’s not Scotland.

It does make me wish at times that I were British (or at least could affect a passable British accent). I really can’t think of anything on this side of the pond that even comes close to the phenomenon that has been Doctor Who for over the last 50 years.

I suppose I will at some point start on NuWho, the revival episodes that started in 2005 and have been going strong ever since.

I of course will keep you updated as I progress through each of the doctors up to the very present doctor, Jodie Whittaker.

Stay tuned.

Bishop Walker was the guest speaker at Kairos, and it was goooooood. I recommend checking out the podcast when it becomes available. I know I will.

He talked about he’s always been a fan of Batman, going back to the days of the old 60’s TV series. Yep, that campy take on the Caped Crusader starring Adam West and Burt Ward.

He remembers one particular episode that ended on a typical cliffhanger with Batman tied up in a vault, seemingly in a helpless predicament.

The next episode, he somehow managed to wriggle his way out and save the day.

Bishop Walker, then just a boy, asked his das how Batman was able to escape. His dad replied, “It was written in the script.”

If God has called you and given you a purpose, He won’t squander you. He won’t lose you. He won’t let storms or desert seasons defeat you.

How do you know that God will bring you through? It has been written in the Script. God has promised to finish the good work He started in us so very long ago.

“We are confident that God is able to orchestrate everything to work toward something good and beautiful when we love Him and accept His invitation to live according to His plan” (Romans 8:28, The Voice).

Also, there’s this:

“But no matter what comes, we will always taste victory through Him who loved us. For I have every confidence that nothing—not death, life, heavenly messengers, dark spirits, the present, the future, spiritual powers, height, depth, nor any created thing—can come between us and the love of God revealed in the Anointed, Jesus our Lord” (Romans 8:37-39, The Voice).

Make someone happy. That’s your assignment for the week.

There’s been too much negativity in the world lately, especially on social media. Dare to speak your mind, or simply state an opinion, and watch how quickly people can turn on the attack mode.

Maybe instead of returning unkindness with more unkindness, it would be better to spend your time putting kindness out into the world. Do unto others, not as they have done unto you, but as you would like them to do unto you.

Make it your aim to make someone else happy. Make someone smile. Make someone laugh.

You never know the power of bringing happiness to someone else until you’re the one who needs it. It can sometimes mean the difference between life and death to someone weighed down by the pressures and cares of the world.

Make someone happy. Now go and do just that.

I don’t believe I’d ever given much thought to a guy in the Bible named Barnabus. Specifically, he shows up in the book of Acts and his real name is Joseph– Barnabus is a nickname he picked up from the disciples. This may be conjecture on my part, but I imagine he probably preferred that they not call him Barney.

The name Barnabus means “son of encouragement.” In other words, this guy was such an encourager, that’s how people came to identify him.

He’s the one who introduced Paul to the world. Paul had been a fanatical Pharisee who hunted down and persecuted Christians, even going so far as to have some of them killed, before his own conversion on the road to Damascus.

Barnabus was the first one to look past Paul’s past and to believe in his potential, to see a future that perhaps even Paul couldn’t yet see for himself.

We’ve all needed a Barnabus in our lives at times. We needed someone to speak a word of encouragement and to believe for us when we couldn’t believe in ourselves.

Could it be that God might actually be calling us to be a Barnabus to someone else? Could it be that we could speak gospel encouragement into someone else’s life?

It may seem like a small thing, but it could be life from the dead for someone who needs it. It could be what inspires the next missionary or preacher or evangelist. Or maybe even the next Apostle Paul.

You’ll never know unless you speak.

I love my God, but with no love of mine for I have none to give; I love Thee, Lord, but all that love is Thine, for by Thy life I live. I am as nothing, and rejoice to be emptied and lost and swallowed up in Thee” (Madame Guyon).

Wouldn’t it be good if we did this sort of thing with people?

Or just maybe isn’t this what God does already?

Maybe instead of gold, God fills up the broken cracks with love.

Or perhaps there’s more room for the love that God put inside to spill out everywhere you go on to everyone you meet.

Yeah, I think that’s it.

Maybe it’s time to start reading those old fairy tales again.