Month: July 2025

God’s Goodness in My Morning Walk

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As I rounded the corner to turn west that morning, the flag flying low slapped me in the face. Oh. I walk by this flag every morning, but I barely notice it. This brush across the face by the stars and stripes reminded me that I’ve been slapped with freedom just by being born in this country. It reminded me that I’m proud to be a citizen of this great nation. Politics aside, I’m living free. And that feels good.

But I also notice a few less patriotic scenes as I walk along. One of the recently sold houses was purchased by a young family. I’ve never seen the kids, but I see all their bicycles and toys and deflated inflatables lying on the lawn. For the life of me, I don’t understand why they don’t pick up these toys each night and put them away. And, for pete’s sake, the SOLD sign is still stuck in their yard. But the scene that I witnessed that morning outshone all the mess before me. I saw the mom and dad on the porch hugging each other as they shared a morning kiss. They stayed in that embrace for a few seconds before he pulled away. As he walked down the stairs to his truck, he timidly smiled at me.

Oh. I’ve noticed this couple on the front porch several other mornings, just not in a sweet embrace. I’ve seen them sitting there chatting before their busy day starts. One morning, they were sitting on the lawn and she held a book in hand. I imagined that she was reading the Bible to her husband as a loving way to start the day. But I don’t know if that’s true or not. It’s refreshing to see a young couple enjoying each other’s presence before the house erupts with kid’s needs.

Enter his gates with thanksgiving; go into his courts with praise. Give thanks to him and praise his name. Psalm 100:4

On around the corner sat the sheriff’s car. I’m not sure if he was processing paperwork or waiting for speeders. Either way, I walked on by without hesitation. I’ve seen this car in the church parking lot many other times, but never with a law enforcement officer sitting in it.

I’ve had multiple occasions to meet dogs while getting my steps in. One such morning, I walked past a trailer just as the owner opened the door to let her two dogs out. One rushed at me and brushed against my leg. As I continued walking, the owner yelled with her gruff, smoky voice to get back here, with a profanity thrown in for good measure. Each morning that same dog barks at me from inside the trailer as I walk past, and the owner lets out a gruff rebuke each time.

On one morning’s walk, I had the opportunity to meet a dog named Goldie. Her owner held tightly to the leash, because she said Goldie would want to follow me. I told her that I once had a dog that would try the same thing. Goldie seemed to be mild mannered and gentle. She didn’t rush toward me or make a sound as I walked past. Oh. I called her by name so she would hopefully see me as a friendly sort.

Further on in my walk, another dog ran through a neighbor’s yard toward me. Oh. He was a friendly guy. He’s a hunting dog. I had met him a few month’s earlier when he got loose one morning. At that point, I had no clue where he lived or who owned him, so I was able to pull him into the house and call the number on his collar. The owner later came to pick him up. Through my morning walks, I’ve now discovered where Toby lives. He barks at me each morning as I walk past his house. He doesn’t realize I rescued him months earlier. But on this particular morning, he ran toward me from a yard that was not his. As I reached to find his owner’s phone number on his tag, he felt the shock from his collar. Off he ran toward home. And as I continued on my path to home, I heard his owner yelling loudly at him over and over again.

I notice the cars and trucks on the streets as people are leaving to begin a new workday. I’m thankful that my years of daily work have come to an end, and look forward to years ahead of slow living. I hope these workers realize that while the days are long the years really are short. Soon, they will be the ones pursuing a slower pace of life.

I see the old 2-story Victorian that recently had a facelift. It now looks loved and well cared for. It now looks inviting. I would love to commend the owner if I ran into them on the sidewalk. If only the neighboring houses would follow suit. Too many houses in this small town don’t have any appeal, yet the streets are lined with years old trees. It’s obvious the houses and the village have been around for many, many years, but the pride in it has fallen to a severely low point. I discovered a lawn ornament in the lawn across the street from that spiffed up house. I’m not sure how long it has sat there, but I have to believe it’s been a long while. The pale blue toilet sure makes a statement, all right.

I noticed the alley that I recently learned has likely been used as a drug selling spot at one point in history. I avoid walking that path. Now the owner of the big house has a legitimate job and the illegal sales seemed to have stopped. At least, that’s what I’ve been told. If only he would take care of his property, the neighbors would rejoice.

As I turn the curve to my street, I notice how it is lined with trees to the west. I walk the remaining yards to my front door, and head to the shower to remove all traces of sweat. It’s gonna be a good day.

Surely your goodness and unfailing love will pursue me all the days of my life, and I will live in the house of the Lord forever. Psalms 23:6

Why am I thankful for this phase of life I’m in? There is power and freedom in a slow lifestyle. Living in a simple, half-forgotten village that seeks for relevance is not for everyone. It’s a quiet life that I’m loving. And I’m reminded each day on my walks that God is so, so good to me. I have so much to be thankful for. For many years I lived with the hustle and bustle of city living, full-time work and busyness. Retirement brings contentment and fulfillment in ways I never imagined. Life is good.

He who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus. Philippians 1:6

I love You, Lord
Oh, Your mercy never failed me
All my days, I’ve been held in Your hands
From the moment that I wake up
Until I lay my head
Oh, I will sing of the goodness of God

And all my life You have been faithful
And all my life You have been so, so good
With every breath that I am able
Oh, I will sing of the goodness of God

I love Your voice
You have led me through the fire
And in darkest night You are close like no other
I’ve known You as a Father
I’ve known You as a Friend
And I have lived in the goodness of God, yeah

And all my life You have been faithful
And all my life You have been so, so good
With every breath that I am able
Oh, I will sing of the goodness of God, yeah!

‘Cause Your goodness is running after, it’s running after me
Your goodness is running after, it’s running after me
With my life laid down, I’m surrendered now
I give You everything
‘Cause Your goodness is running after, it’s running after me
‘Cause Your goodness is running after, it’s running after me
Your goodness is running after, it’s running after me
With my life laid down, I’m surrendered now
I give You everything
‘Cause Your goodness is running after (It keeps running after me)

And all my life You have been faithful
And all my life You have been so, so good
With every breath that I am able
Oh, I’m gonna sing of the goodness of God
I’m gonna sing, I’m gonna sing
‘Cause all my life You have been faithful
And all my life You have been so, so good
With every breath that I am able
Oh, I’m gonna sing of the goodness of God
Oh, I’m gonna sing of the goodness of God

~Bethel Music

Under His Wings

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The family sits in front of us at church most Sundays. Mom. Dad. Four kids. One girl and three boys. They’re all stairstep in age. The girl first followed by the boys. The girl is probably a couple of years older than the oldest boy, but it’s obvious he’s going to be taller than her. He’s pretty much her height already. It will be interesting to watch them grow up. They’re a nice looking family.

They usually arrive just a little late, so they have to scramble to find a seat that will fit all six of them. The kids are well behaved. The youngest seems to be the most unruly of all. His curly hair is also longer and more unkempt than the other two boys. They have short cuts, and his is a mullet. I wonder why he’s allowed to have such an extreme haircut for such a young kid when his brothers aren’t.

Each Sunday, it’s the same story. Once they walk into the sanctuary, the kids are scrambling to see who gets to sit by Mom. They all want to sit by her. The girl usually never gets that coveted position, because the boys are younger and make a bigger fuss out of the ordeal. The oldest boy who’s probably ten loves to sit by his mom. The youngest boy somehow never gets the spot without pushing his way into it. He’s good at displacing a sibling who claimed the spot first. I’ve seen this happen on multiple occasions. Who knows. Perhaps they have to call dibs on the drive to church, or they have an assigned seat each Sunday. It doesn’t matter. The youngest one always, always finds a way to sit nearest his mom whether it’s his turn or not.

It’s obvious this is a close, loving family. The mother looks at her kids very lovingly, but she’s quick to discipline when the boys get out of hand. She’s constantly making them stand when the congregation is standing. The youngest likes to slough off and sit. But no. He must stand like everyone else.

I’m sure this mother would do anything to protect her children. She wants the best for them. Oh. I’m sure there will come a day when the kids are older that they won’t try so hard to sit close to her. They’ll want their space. They’ll want to sit with their friends. They won’t want to be seen anywhere near their mom. It’s too embarrassing. But deep down, they’ll know that they can run to her at the first hint of trouble. She is theirs and they are hers.

“O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, the city that kills the prophets and stones God’s messengers! How often I have wanted to gather your children together as a hen protects her chicks beneath her wings, but you wouldn’t let me. And now, look, your house is abandoned and desolate. For I tell you this, you will never see me again until you say, ‘Blessings on the one who comes in the name of the Lord! ” Matthew 23:37-39

Oh. The mother of these four kids knows that her brood will face all types of temptations and trials as they grow and mature. And when they reach adulthood and have their own families and careers, they’ll be bombarded on all sides by things they cannot yet imagine. She knows that now is her opportunity to mold and shape them. To train them to turn to God with all their troubles. She knows some of what lies ahead for them, but she doesn’t know the future. I’ve seen the way she looks at her kids when they aren’t looking. It’s a look of love and tenderness. She wants God’s best for her children.

When Jesus is lamenting in Matthew 23 about wanting to gather the Jewish people under his wings, he knows they won’t allow it. They’ve run from him and ignored his teachings for far too long. And what they don’t know that he knows is that in a generation’s time, their city will be destroyed. The Romans will come in once again to rule. All because of their disobedience to God. It doesn’t have to be that way, but they ignore his warnings. Jesus was trying to save them from a calamity that was totally avoidable, but they refused to listen.

His feelings for his favored people are so strong, yet he doesn’t demand they listen or repent. He allows them to choose their own path. Just as Jesus allows the Jewish people to choose, so does the mother of these four kids. She can teach them and train them and pray for them. She can warn them and steer them toward a life of fulfillment in Christ, but ultimately the decision is theirs to make. They can choose to follow Jesus or not.

I wonder if these kids ever refuse to listen to their mom. If they haven’t done so yet, I bet there will come a point that they do. We all tend to be a bit stubborn and rebellious when we want our way and the authority in our life disagrees. We tend to develop selective hearing and choose to walk our own path. If not careful, we’ll find ourselves in a heap of trouble. I hope this doesn’t happen to these kids, but now while they’re impressionable and moldable, I hope and pray they choose to live a life for Christ.

The same goes for us today. Jesus also wants to protect us if we will let him. When we’re hurting and don’t know where to turn, he’s waiting with arms wide open. He will gather us and protect us under his wings. We’re the ones who’ve turned away. He never rejects us. He knows our needs and concerns and is ready and willing to help and comfort us. Don’t turn away from God. Reach out to him in times of need. He’s the answer to life’s problems.

Under His wings I am safely abiding;
  Though the night deepens and tempests are wild,
Still I can trust Him, I know He will keep me;
  He has redeemed me, and I am His child.

Under His wings, under His wings,
  Who from His love can sever?
Under His wings my soul shall abide,
    Safely abide forever.

Under His wings—what a refuge in sorrow!
  How the heart yearningly turns to His rest!
Often when earth has no balm for my healing,
  There I find comfort, and there I am blest.

Under His wings—oh, what precious enjoyment!
  There will I hide till life’s trials are o’er;
Sheltered, protected, no evil can harm me;
  Resting in Jesus I’m safe evermore.

~William Cushing & Ira Sankey

When Life Stinks

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I’m not sure which is worse to live through. A cold house in the middle of a very cold winter when the furnace isn’t working. Or. A hot house in the middle of a very hot summer when the air conditioning quits working. I hate to say it, but I’m living in a very hot house right now. And this past winter, it was a cold house. As I type this, I’m waiting on a repairman who can hopefully help resolve the problem.

And the verdict is in. We need a new air conditioner. Oh. The old one still works, but the coolant is no longer legal to use. That requires us to purchase something we really don’t need but we do need. Apparently, there’s no way around it. Isn’t it funny how life works. And we’re also waiting to hear if our home warranty company will cover the cost. Or at least part of it.

Life is unpredictable, and sometimes the unpredictability just stinks. And usually we just have to adjust when the unpredictable sinks to an all-time low. Oh. It could be anything that surprises us. Catches us off guard. An unexpected home repair. Or an unexpected illness or diagnosis. It could be a job loss. Or an unplanned pregnancy. Or the loss of a loved one. Or a local tragedy. Perhaps it’s a huge unexpected change of plans. We never know when life will trip us up.

There are ups and downs in the flow of life. Some good. Some bad. And some ugly. At times, the trouble sticks around indefinitely, and other times it’s short-lived. We never know what life will bring, and we don’t know how our troubles will be resolved. But we can still find good in life even during the most difficult of times.

Oh. I know there are deeper troubles we can find ourselves in besides living without air conditioning. I’m thankful that, at the moment, this is the only trouble we’re in. Because it’s momentary, we will see the end of it in a relatively short time.

I’m thankful at the moment for a portable air conditioner that’s keeping the house modestly cool. Plus. We have fans going during the day and night. And we’re sitting outside under the big oak tree keeping cool for awhile each day. Oh. We’ll have a new cooling unit installed, but we have to wait in line with all the others who are experiencing similar troubles.

So humble yourselves under the mighty power of God, and at the right time he will lift you up in honor. Give all your worries and cares to God, for he cares about you. In his kindness God called you to share in his eternal glory by means of Christ Jesus. So after you have suffered a little while, he will restore, support, and strengthen you, and he will place you on a firm foundation. 1 Peter 5:6-7,10

When life throws us into a spin of tough times, we must lean on God. He is the God of all comfort, and he will sustain us. When the uncertainties and emotions ebb and flow, we have a constant source of strength. God is an ever-present help in times of trouble.

God is our refuge and strength, always ready to help in times of trouble. So we will not fear when earthquakes come and the mountains crumble into the sea. Let the oceans roar and foam. Let the mountains tremble as the waters surge! Psalms 46:1-3

God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble. Psalms 46:1

When we are walking through a very dark valley, can we still find good in life? Can we push away the fearful thoughts that can overwhelm and discourage us? I know from experience that during the toughest times of life, I lean in closer to God than I do when life is going my way. I seek his presence more, because in the low times I realize I can’t handle life on my own. I don’t know why I think I’m handling life well on my own when things are going smoothly. It’s second nature. But we need God in every day of our lives, not just during the tough times.

And during the easier days we also need to spend time with God. Filling our cup of life with his goodness and love and kindness. It’s only when our cup is full that we can dip into the excess during those unexpected difficulties. Life is good at all times when God is the center of our lives. Our circumstances may be difficult, but God is always, always good.

Even when I walk through the darkest valley, I will not be afraid, for you are close beside me. Your rod and your staff protect and comfort me. Psalms 23:4

God’s gracious presence is with us during even the worst times of our lives. He doesn’t leave us. We must reach out to him for strength and support. He loves us with an everlasting love during every period of our lives. He doesn’t love us only when life is easy. He loves us as much during the difficulties we face. His love never changes or ceases.

I know someone who was traveling internationally this week. She arrived, but her luggage didn’t. And the power was out, meaning the water also didn’t work. What a way to start a missions trip. Was she excited and on fire for the assignment, or was she fuming at the inconvenience of it all? Fortunately, her luggage showed up three days later, after she had made an emergency shopping trip.

Life is full of events we don’t ask for. It’s in those moments that we have to realize that God is still God, and we are not. He walks beside us during every trial life throws at us. Regardless of how big or small it may seem to others, God is in the midst of our troubles allowing us to fall back on his grace and mercy. He’s waiting for us to call out to him in our moments of need, as well as in our moments of plenty.

Be still, and know that I am God! Psalms 46:10

All creatures, when in distress, run to their refuges. ~Trapp

No Compromise

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Her question seemed innocent enough, yet it was charged with something much more than innocence. What would you call it? Selfishness? Immaturity? And she was dead serious when the words came out of her mouth. Here’s her question.

How do I compromise and still get what I want?

That’s the question for the ages, isn’t it? How do I compromise and still get what I want? Hmmm. Let’s think about that.

Many times in our relationship with God, we ask the same question. How do I toe the line biblically and still get what I want? How can I do my own thing and still be a Christian? How can I fit in with my non-Christian friends and coworkers, or whoever it is influencing me away from God, and still squeeze into heaven?

I’ve been taking walks through my small town in the cool morning hours. The other day, I walked down a couple of streets I had never visited. The yard of one of the houses is always immaculate. The grass is freshly mowed. The flowers are beautiful. The landscaping is perfect. But the house is on a very small lot. When I walked past the back of the house, I noticed what the owners don’t want others to see. The rusty fire pit leaning against an old, unused woodpile. The two locked cabinets holding valuable items. A shed that holds more unused items. Oh. This view is visible to the neighbors who live near them. But to those who drive by on the main road, the property looks amazing. One would never know what lies behind all the beauty unless they looked around the corner.

I don’t know if they’re even trying to hide all these items, but if they are it’s not working. They’re not fooling the neighbors who have to look at this lot of stuff they’ve “hidden” on such a small property. Oh. They’ve tried to keep it straightened up and organized. But they also have a deck, a tiki bar, a hot tub and more on their small lot. They also have a small privacy panel to obviously keep things private. But it’s just not working.

Do you ever wonder if others can see what you’re trying to keep hidden behind the facade of your Christian life? Do others see the real you as you walk into church looking like a Christian, yet you’ve never thought about God the entire week? Do others see the discarded hurt feelings? Or the bad attitude you’re desperately try to ignore? Do they notice your attempts at biblical knowledge when you don’t even open your Bible? Do they see the pride or envy? The jealousy? The gluttony?

I had to leave the house a few days ago to pick up a package I had ordered. I knew there would be others from the area collecting their orders, as well. I just hopped in my car and left the house without changing my clothes. And they were not really clothes to be worn in public. But I did it anyway. On the way, I hoped I wouldn’t run into anyone I knew. I didn’t want them to see me dressed in such a way.

Why was I so concerned that someone I knew might see me dressed in my stay at home clothes? Why didn’t it bother me that strangers would see me dressed this way? Why do I have double standards? What picture am I trying to present to those who know me versus total strangers?

If you want to be my disciple, you must, by comparison, hate everyone else—your father and mother, wife and children, brothers and sisters—yes, even your own life. Otherwise, you cannot be my disciple. And if you do not carry your own cross and follow me, you cannot be my disciple. Luke 14:26-27

Don’t we know that we can’t have it both ways? We’re all in for Christianity or we’re all out. Being lukewarm isn’t going to cut it when it comes to our eternal destiny. Yet, somehow that’s the game too many of us try to play. And we may be fooled and very shocked to find ourselves in hell for eternity because we played the compromise game. And then it’s too late.

The good thing is. Now. Before it’s too late, we can get serious about our eternal destination. We can get serious about our relationship with Jesus Christ while we’re still breathing and on this earth. We don’t have to compromise, and it should never be an option. So. How do we do that? How do we decide once and for all that there is nothing that will compromise our faith?

In his teachings, Jesus told us that being his follower is more than just accepting an invitation to repent of our sins. Oh. He offered an invitation, all right. Accepting Jesus Christ as Lord and Savior of our lives means that Jesus is priority number one and we are lesser than him. We must love Christ more than anything else in the world.

We can’t play games with the truth. Biblical truth must always be front and center in our lives. We can’t allow our goals and desires and ambitions to be guided by someone or something that doesn’t lead us closer to Jesus. We can’t allow ourselves to be easily influenced by the standards and values of nonbelievers.

As followers of Jesus Christ, we are set apart to be holy for God. Not holy rollers. And not goody two shoes. We must choose to live godly lives. We must do more than respect and admire Jesus. We must be consistent in our relationship with Him. We have no option but to read, study and obey God’s word. And then we must apply what we’ve learned to living a life that pleases Him. And we must share our faith with others. It’s that simple. No compromise when living for Jesus.

We must put a stake in the ground when we’re tempted to compromise in any area of our faith. If we don’t, we’ll fall for even the smallest temptation. We’ll choose the low road instead of the high road. There is a way back to biblical living. But there may come a time when our hearts are too hardened to feel the nudge of the Holy Spirit. We won’t hear our guilty conscience.

But while it’s still today and we’re still aware of where we fall short in our walk with Christ, let’s vow to be more faithful. Eternity is for the long haul, and we have only once chance to enter heaven’s gate when we take our last breath. After that last breath, there’s no second chance or turning back.

Many of us who call ourselves Christians are not truly devoted to Jesus Christ. ~Oswald Chambers