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Lawn Mowing 101

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I grew up on a farm where I was expected to help mow the lawn. And it was a huge lawn. No. It wasn’t a lawn. It was a yard. Nothing fancy. No landscaping. Just grass. All grass with a few trees thrown in. My siblings and I took turns mowing this big green space. We would set the timer on the oven for fifteen minutes and trade places when the timer when off. As far as I know, no one cheated and let someone mow longer than fifteen minutes. But what do I know? And not all of us seven kids actually took turns mowing. I guess some were privileged and never had to mow. They know who they are. For those of us who did, some years we used a push mower and other years we drove a tractor mower. So I have mowed my fair share of grass in my day.

Now that I’m living two states over from where I’ve lived for over forty years, it has once again become my responsibility to mow. The gentleman of the house is still employed in the other state, so he’s only home every now and then. So the task has fallen to me to do the yardwork. The lawn is bigger than comfortable for a push mower, so we purchased a new tractor mower.

I had my first experience at mowing the entire lawn this week. Now I must say. I haven’t mowed in almost 50 years. It’s not that lawns have changed. Or that mowers have changed. But the person driving the mower has changed. The gentleman of the house trained me on the use of the new mower, so I felt somewhat comfortable with it. But the maneuvering and plotting of the mowing path were almost foreign to me. Oh to be sure. I waited until late enough in the morning that my perfectionist lawn mowing neighbor had left for work. I didn’t need an audience for this first solo trip.

I wasn’t sure how low to set the blade, so I’ll just say that I set it low. Really low. And as I looked back at the path I was mowing, I realized that was a problem. Too low is not good. So I raised the blade a bit. Much better. But the first trip around the yard was lower than the rest. And it’s obvious. And to top it all off, the low row is right next to the perfectionist lawn mowing neighbor’s yard. There’s no way he can’t spot it. It’s a good thing that grass grows.

I finished mowing the lawn, and it turned out fine. All except that first pass. And of course. When the neighbor got home, he went out and started mowing his lawn. I’m sure he was rolling his eyes at my work, but I’ll never know for sure.

Let us think of ways to motivate one another to acts of love and good works. Hebrews 10:24

All this lawn mowing got me to thinking. Mowing a lawn is much like the life of a believer. Even though we may have been raised in church, and even though we know how to be a Christian, it’s not complex but it’s also not all that simple. There’s much to learn and experience as we grow in our faith. Oh for sure. I had to text my husband to see what setting I should use for the height of the mower. And when he didn’t respond instantly, I made my own decision which turned out to be incorrect. Just as we need guidance on performing new or unfamiliar tasks, we too need guidance and mentors when we face new hurdles as a Christian. We can’t do this life alone.

Oh. The longer we’re following Christ, it should become natural to lean on him for guidance and wisdom and strength. But we’re human, and we humans have a mind and a will of our own. We think we can make the right decisions in any and every situation, but we can’t. We get distracted by circumstances and desires that aren’t godly. We become dissatisfied with life and search for something better.

We need godly mentors to disciple new believers in the way of walking the path of Christianity. We need seasoned Christians to walk alongside newbies to guide them in growing in the knowledge of our Lord and Savior. We need people willing to speak truth to fellow Christians on the disciplines of Bible reading and study, praying, attending church and fellowshipping with other believers. Some things aren’t second nature to us, so we need help. We need mentors to share their up and down experiences and how to maneuver through this tricky thing we call life.

Oh. I’m sure the man of the house chuckled to himself at my explanation about this job mowing. And that’s ok. But he also gave me pointers on how to handle the situation the next time. That’s what we need in our spiritual walk. Not necessarily someone to laugh at us, but someone to give us pointers on how we can keep our walk consistent with the teachings of Jesus.

Yesterday the neighbor asked how the lawn mowing was going. I knew he could see my mistake, so I explained it to him He just shrugged it off. He said that grass will grow. He was kind. He’s always been kind to me. So maybe he isn’t standing back judging me for the poor decision making when it comes to mowing the lawn. We need those kind of neighbors and followers of Christ to stand beside us as we follow the path of life.

Honesty is Always the Best Policy

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Hoo boy. It’s been a week. I haven’t even lived in this new house for a month yet, and we’ve run into some pitfalls. And I don’t necessarily mean pitfalls with the house, but there are those, too. One of our cars was totaled earlier this year, so we had to hurriedly buy another one. Wanting to keep the price down, we chose what we thought was a gently used car. Small SUV. Four years old. Lower mileage. Sounded like a solid deal. But driving the vehicle on the way home from the car dealer, the check engine light came on. On the way home from buying the car, the check engine light came on. Yes. I repeated that sentence. We didn’t even get the car home, and it began to show its true colors.

After a couple of repairs in just a couple of months, we knew we had lost the bet. This car was going to be a financial drain. And we began hinting that this car may not be a keeper for the long haul, as we had planned. But we moved forward and we moved two states over taking the car with us.

Because the car was registered in my name, we decided that I should keep it after the move. The human of the house would drive the newer, more reliable car. I hated to give up the newer car, but I knew it was the right decision. I didn’t want him to drive an unreliable car for long road trips. I would sacrifice my comfort for his safety.

Then one day, the car wouldn’t start for me. The battery wouldn’t turn over. Long story short. Someone somewhere in the life of this four-year-old car had installed the wrong battery. Why? How? And when the repairman told me that the other repair was temporary and would require a hefty dollar sign to totally repair it, I had had enough. The car was a piece of junk. But I didn’t know why. How could a four year old car have so many problems?

When we bought the car, we had been told that it had been in one minor rear-end fender bender. Ok. We can live with that. But why were there so many problems under the hood? It didn’t make sense. So we made the ultimate sacrifice and traded the car in for a newer model. Oh. We had researched the value of the junker, so we knew what we should expect for a trade-in. But did we get the shock of our lives when we were told that the car had been in not one, but three accidents. One of those had caused major structural damage. No wonder there were so many problems with it. And we were offered a third of what we thought the value would be. We lost thousands of dollars in the whole ordeal.

The time is coming when everything that is covered up will be revealed, and all that is secret will be made known to all. Whatever you have said in the dark will be heard in the light, and what you have whispered behind closed doors will be shouted from the housetops for all to hear! Luke 12:2-3

The car had been sold under false pretenses. It hadn’t been repossessed, as we had been told. It had most likely been totaled and incorrectly rebuilt and then sold at auction. None of this was listed on the supposed tell-all report that auto dealers provide these days. And we, the unsuspecting buyers at the dealership, believed that we were buying a reliable car. Perhaps we should have looked under the hood before we drove the car off the lot. If we had, we would have seen the black tape in several places holding parts together. But we did test drive the car, and it seemed fine at the time. No. Not shame on us. Shame on them.

Shame on anyone who covers their tracks hoping some innocent, unsuspecting victim doesn’t notice the black tape. And shame on anyone who tries to work in an underhanded manner to make a dishonest dollar. Honesty is always the best policy, no matter what line of work you’re in. Because. At some point, your dishonesty, your laziness, your lack of ethics, your selfishness will be found out.

Oh. Your dishonesty may not be discovered this side of eternity, but there is a great big God who knows all and sees all. Everything we’ve ever done and said. Even our intentions are being recorded. And unless we have repented of our sins and lived a holy life in continual submission to God, all those sins will be on display when we stand in front of our holy God to be judged. Only when we repent and confess our sins is our slate wiped clean and our sins are no longer remembered by God.

If you are faithful in little things, you will be faithful in large ones. But if you are dishonest in little things, you won’t be honest with greater responsibilities. Luke 16:10

I wonder. Do people like these auto dealers sleep well at night? Do they toss and turn knowing they’ve fooled some gullible sucker into buying a piece of junk? Do they laugh themselves to sleep knowing that some unsuspecting buyer is going to be forking over thousands of dollars for unforeseen repairs in the near future? Do people have no shame these days?

It’s not just auto dealers who pull off shady deals. It can be home sellers or repairmen. It can be politicians or pastors. It can be moms or dads. Students or businessmen. Any of us are capable of swindling others out of their hard earned money for a defective product. We’re a selfish, self-centered people.

Satan does this all the time. He doesn’t try to sell us a defective or offensive lifestyle. He shows us only the pretty and the fun and the glamorous. He shows us a life that is very appealing. It’s not until we get involved in the sin that we realize we’ve been duped by someone who wasn’t looking out for our best interests. He has his ulterior motives at the heart of every temptation he offers to us. He isn’t looking out for us at all. He doesn’t tell us that his lies could very well cause us to have to tape our lives back together, and then life might never be the same because of the train wreck we’ve put ourselves through. We have to be very mindful of the influences in our lives so we aren’t caught up in living a lie. So we aren’t caught up in a situation that we never imagined ourselves to be in. Satan wants to drag as many unsuspecting souls to hell as he can. And he will stop at nothing to charm us away from Christianity. We must stay alert at all times.

But if you fail to keep your word, then you will have sinned against the Lord, and you may be sure that your sin will find you out. Numbers 32:23

Observations of a Church Guest

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So I’m new to the area and I’ve attended the same church for the past three weeks. The first week, the only person who said hello was the greeter who held the door open as we walked in. No one else said a word. I guess that’s ok. I don’t really care to be in the spotlight. I did fill out a card with our contact information, but no one contacted us.

The next week, I had just pulled into a parking spot when someone stopped their vehicle in front of me. I was afraid they were going to tell me that I couldn’t park there, but no. The man leaned out his window and asked what kind of music the church sang. Was it contemporary or traditional? I told him that it was only my second week, and I gave him my view of the songs from the previous week. He asked what kind of preaching they had, so I told him it was very biblically sound preaching. And then he asked how old the person was who preached. So I gave him my guesstimate. He said that he was in town for a quick trip, so he thought he would pop in for the service.

We walked to the building together, and he said he was in town picking up a part he had ordered. He liked to visit different churches when he was in a new area and thought this might be a good one to check out. He asked if I was new in town or just church shopping. He said he thought my impression of the one service I had attended would be more accurate than someone who had attended for years. Perhaps he’s right.

We split up when we went inside. He went to find coffee, and I went to find a seat. Later, I saw him sitting a few seats behind me in the opposite section, coffee in hand. He seemed to be enjoying the worship. Then as the service was closing, I looked back to find his seat empty. Who knows. Maybe he wanted to get a head start back to his home. Or maybe he didn’t enjoy the Bible teaching that day. Perhaps he didn’t agree with my take on the church. We aren’t all looking for the same type of church service.

I’ll never see the man again. I don’t even know his name. All I know is that he had moved back to Illinois in retirement to be near his family, as I have. And like me, he grew up on a farm but in a different area of the state.

This man was the only person to speak to me at church the second time I attended. And he was a first time visitor.

Do to others as you would like them to do to you. Luke 6:31

I was anxious to see if anyone would acknowledge my existence on my third visit. And shazam. I walked in the door, and the greeter said hello. Then I found my seat and began to get comfortable. A gentleman walked up and introduced himself. We had a nice conversation. Then a woman sat down in the row in front of me. She turned around and introduced herself, and said she was trying to do better at speaking to people she didn’t know. We chatted for a bit. Later she introduced me to the woman who sat with her. All in all, I met three people that morning. I felt like a rock star.

I like the church. I enjoy most everything about their weekly service. I find it to be a reverent display of honoring God. The music isn’t too loud or obnoxious. The expository preaching is very spot on. There are multiple Scriptures and prayers offered throughout the service. I feel like this could be a good church home. Time will tell.

I’m not exactly sure what I expect from a new church. It would probably be wise to visit others before we decide to call one church home. And perhaps churches don’t act overly friendly the first few weeks because they don’t want to scare off newcomers. But when do they start being friendly? Should the visitor make the first move? Granted. I’m an introvert, so making the first move is not easy for me.

Or. Do most churches abide by the three week rule? No laying claim to the person until their third visit, because they may not be looking for a new church. Churches shouldn’t try to draft new people if they’re only visiting for just one week.

All I know is that I’ll find a church that fits what I’m looking for and then look to get involved in some way. It’s an intimidating sort of thing for an introvert to do. But I’ve done other scary things. I’ve walked into interviews not knowing the interviewer. I’ve started many first days on the job without knowing a soul. And I’ve always gotten to know people over time. Some are still dear friends to this day. So why should a new church be any different?

I guess the moral of my story is that people who’ve attended a church for a long time should welcome visitors and guests. Your kindness will go a long way in making a newbie feel comfortable and welcome. I’m preaching to myself here, because I’m not known for my welcoming ways with newcomers. As I said, an introvert doesn’t usually go out of their way to be the instigator of much of anything. But perhaps it’s time for change. Perhaps this new move will make this introvert overcome her quiet ways and start talking to strangers in safe places.

Gaming the System

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We’re the new people in our neighborhood. Three of the neighbors have stopped by to introduce themselves and welcome us to the town. They all seem to be very pleasant people. It’s a quiet little town where some people seem to know what’s really going on. And they’ve shared bits of information that we probably don’t need to know, but now we do.

The neighbors to the left of us are very kind and friendly. They’ve extended a warm welcome and made us feel at home in the neighborhood. The man stops over to chat. He’s offered to help with small yardwork tasks. Our house had sat empty for a year before we moved in, and this neighbor kept our lawn mowed the entire time. They’re good people.

The house on the other side of us is empty. Our view of the house is a boarded up window in their garage. Not too pleasant, if you ask me. The lawn isn’t mowed regularly. And they always have two vehicles sitting in the driveway. A few days ago, a crew showed up and began tearing out drywall and two by fours. Rumor has it that the house is full of mold. And it’s going up for auction soon. One neighbor mentioned that he hoped the house would be torn down.

Oh. We’ve never met the neighbors who own the empty house. The story goes that they are in foreclosure and have moved into government assisted housing less than a mile from us. But here’s where the story gets interesting. Both the man and the woman work. They drive very nice vehicles. In fact, we’re told they have four vehicles. Two personal cars and two work cars. Since they’re only allotted two parking spaces in their new housing complex, they keep their personal vehicles parked at their foreclosed home during the week. At the end of the workweek, they trade vehicles and park the work cars in the driveway next to us for the weekend.

My question about the situation is this. How do two working people who drive nice vehicles qualify for government assistance? Why did they forfeit their home? I realize that financial circumstances can upend us at times, so I’ll give them that. But I’m just wondering if they are gaming the system. Are they playing with fire? I mean. Technically, they aren’t allowed to be on the property at this point. But the man has been there the past couple of days working on one of the vehicles. And the lady was there a few days after we arrived. She must have seen me through the door, and she had an odd grin on her face. Yes. She had been seen walking around a property that technically is no longer hers.

Now granted. I don’t know their situation. It may all be legit. I’m not trying to be judgmental, but from what I see and know I have questions. And the neighbors told me other unsavory stories about these people. So I think there was bad blood in the neighborhood, and some neighbors were glad to see them go.

And whatever you do or say, do it as a representative of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks through him to God the Father. Colossians 3:17

I wonder if I’m guilty of gaming any system that I’m involved in. Do I overstep my privileges? Do I shirk my responsibilities? What areas of my life am I overlooking because I’m comfortable with how I do things? What might others see in me that causes them to question my motives and intentions? Do I represent Christ well in every area of my life? Do both my public and private actions scream selfishness and privilege, or do they show the love and adoration of my God and Savior?

Not that it matters so much, but what do others say about me when I’m not around? Do they complain about how I treat others? Do they notice that my walk doesn’t match my talk? Do they say that I speak out of both sides of my mouth? Do I?

What kind of representative am I for the gospel of Jesus Christ?

I recently read an article that said we should be a Christian in every situation. That means whether someone is watching us or not. Even when we’re alone or in the privacy of our own home, our attitudes and actions should mirror those of Jesus. The way we conduct business, whether it’s personal or professional, should be a statement to the fact that we are followers of Christ. There should be no question as to how we will conduct ourselves in any situation. We will be better and do better when we make a deliberate decision to represent Christ in every facet of our lives. Oh sure. We’re not perfect, and we’ll fail. But we can always rise and try again. This life is a life of choosing daily to live for Christ.

Do nothing that you would not like God to see. Say nothing you would not like God to hear. Write nothing you would not like God to read. Go no place where you would not like God to find you. J.C. Ryle

Empty House

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We lived in an empty house for a few days last week. I had never done that before, as most people likely haven’t either. The house was bare of furniture. There were boxes packed full of treasured items. And necessities were scattered throughout the house. But there was no soft furniture. No bed. No couch. No chairs. All of it was loaded and shipped to our new home two states away. We slept on an air mattress for a few days. Our dog even roamed the house looking for a soft spot. One day she ventured downstairs to see if she could find a cushy spot to rest. But no. There were none to be found. Even my massage therapist asked me if I had been sitting on a hard surface. You bet I have.

Everything echoes in an empty house. Voices. Footsteps. Every sound echoes.

We let go of some furniture to new owners, because we downsized and not everything could make the trip. One friend told me that the pieces of our furniture in her home made her place feel more like home. Her humble abode felt better with a few gently used pieces from an old friend. That made my heart sing.

Oh. Now that some of my furniture and belongings have arrived at our new house, I’m unpacking boxes and arranging and rearranging furniture.

One of my final tasks before moving was cleaning out not one, but two fridges that hadn’t been cleaned in an obviously long time. Built up spills had hardened. Crusty spots were hidden behind drawers that hadn’t been removed for cleaning. Something green, possibly dried lettuce or kale, was lying under a shelf. Crumbs that had dropped from unknown food were found living safely in the unseen crevices and corners.

For this world is not our permanent home; we are looking forward to a home yet to come. Hebrews 13:14

An empty house is not a home. It’s when the chosen furniture, artwork and cherished family heirlooms are put in place that the house becomes a home. As personal belongings are unboxed and placed in their new home, we see the love and feel of our last home in a new way. Sure. We’ll continue to buy new items over time and discard unneeded items, but we’ll work to fill the home with possessions that warm our hearts and tell our story. We’ll paint walls and hang curtains. We’ll cozy up the house with layers of texture to make it a comfortable resting place. We don’t want to live in a sterile environment. We want our home to reflect the nature of our love for each other and for God. When guests arrive at our new home, we want them to feel welcomed and loved. It doesn’t matter if the furniture matches or is new or is professionally arranged. What matters is that it feels like home.

The empty house gave me pause when I thought about living a Christian life. We repent and confess our sins in order to become children of God, but we can still live empty lives. If we don’t fill our newfound faith with solid biblical teaching and prayer and fellowship with other believers, we’re an empty version of a Christian. We will stagnate and not show maturity. How long will it be before we walk away from our newfound faith if our faith doesn’t have any substance?

Sure. A house without furniture is still a house. But it isn’t a home. It isn’t warm and inviting. It may be appealing and full of potential, but who would willing choose to stay for any length of time? No one.

A soul without Christ is still a soul, but it’s still searching for fulfillment. The searching soul won’t be satisfied until it finds the source of life. When the soul connects with its Creator, it has found its way home. But continual growth and development of the relationship with Christ is essential for a full Christian life. We can’t just visit with him occasionally and think we have a true relationship with him. We must become closer to him than we are to anyone or anything else in our lives. It’s only then that we truly understand that this world is not our final home. We are meant for our eternal dwelling with Christ.

This world we live in offers empty promises and unfulfilled expectations. It doesn’t feel like home. At least, not a home where we want to live forever. We aren’t content here. Oh sure. We may be happy and feel content for a season of life, but ultimately we’ll feel less fulfilled as time goes on. As we draw nearer to our final days, we begin to long for our final resting place. Our bodies and minds are less reliable, and we know that we will soon move on. We can know with confidence that our final home will be with Christ when we repent and confess our sins and live our lives according to God’s will.

Moving On

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Well. We’ve done it. We packed up and moved across two state lines. It felt like a hasty decision, but we have also felt the hand of God guiding the entire process. To say it all went smoothly is an understatement. We found a new house quickly and sold a house quickly. And now the settling in and unpacking of many, many boxes begins. Oh. If anyone had told me at the beginning of the year that we would be moving out of a home we loved and journeying over three hundred miles to begin anew, I would have laughed. But the joke is on me. And here I sit in a new house near family members I haven’t lived near for over forty years. It feels good. And it feels right.

I know that soon the empty boxes will outnumber the full ones, but right now the task of emptying them seems daunting. The first priority is to repair any plumbing issues in the house. Homes have a way of aging, just as people do. And they need regular upkeep and maintenance to run smoothly and efficiently. Oh. We know there will be more repairs down the road. The inspection showed some minor issues that need tackled, so we’ve started our priority list.

Moving on from a beloved home is an adjustment. We loved our home and hadn’t really planned to leave it, but we found over the past year that our life priorities were shifting. We decided to test the waters of relocating, and now we’ve done it. The move has happened. By the end of the week, we’ll close on that beloved home and continue settling into this a-frame we now call home.

After this move and downsizing, I’ve decided that I have no desire to move again. We’ll see if I can hold to that. I sure hope so.

The thing about this change that warms my heart is that the suggestion to move two states away came from my dear husband. He said it was time to take me back to my home state after living away from my family for so many years. I didn’t know that my heart was leading me back to this state where I was born, but the more I thought about it the more excited I became. This man of mine is a gem.

One of the most heartwarming parts of the move thus far was having my family members come to help us unload all the furniture and boxes. Being closer to them is a dream come true. But honestly, I didn’t even know it was a dream until my husband suggested it. And then I realized here is where we belong.

Trust in the Lord with all your heart; do not depend on your own understanding. Proverbs 3:5

Now we begin the task of finding our way in our new life and home. New church. New doctors. New grocery store. New everything. It’s a much smaller town that we’re now in. A cornfield is our backyard. We moved from a city where we regularly saw wildlife along with freeway traffic. Now we’ll slow our pace and forget the headaches of stop and go traffic.

We’ve left longtime friends and church family, but we will always keep them in our hearts. And we’ll find new friends. A new church family. We’ll meet new neighbors. Starting over is daunting, but the excitement of the newness is within. I hope and pray it is an easy transition. We don’t know the road ahead, so we pray for God’s grace and guidance.

Sure. There have been sleepless night with all the planning and hoping and anticipation, so hopefully now peaceful sleep will find me again. But during this entire process, the peace of God has been a settling factor in progressing toward this change. The anxiousness has revolved around selling a house and packing up. Making sure all the moving parts move at the right time and speed. And hoping that nothing gets lost in the transition.

I’m looking forward to growing old(er) in this new phase of life. There will be adjustments, but change doesn’t hurt anyone. It’s just a fact of life, really. Most of us try to avoid change, but it’s good to embrace a good change every now and then. We are resilient people. But most of all, God is good and he’ll provide for every step of the way. I trust his guiding hand, and I know that he will carry us forward as we adjust to our new surroundings.

When Your Time is Up

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His morning started rather early. It was still dark outside when he left the house. He hopped on his motorcycle and left to start the day. But somewhere during his ride, a horrible thing happened. A pickup truck rear-ended him and pushed his bike into the SUV ahead of him. He was ejected from the bike and died at the scene.

This man who breathed his last breath along the side of the road had just become a first-time father seven months earlier. A son who bore his name will never know him. His wife who is left to raise the child alone is now planning his funeral. He is in eternity. All his plans for the future have come to a grinding halt. No more work on earth to be done. No more goodbye kisses each morning. No more laughter from his lips. No more funny jokes and pranks to pull. What once was his future will never be.

I’ve recently read of a couple of freak accidents that have taken the lives of unsuspecting victims. Whether it was an act of nature or being in the wrong place at the wrong time no longer matters. The fact is, someone’s life was cut short by a situation that is difficult to fathom. And family members are left in a state of shock and grief that they never expected to experience. But they find themselves standing in front of a casket accepting condolences from friends and neighbors. Never in a million years would they have expected to lose their loved one in such a drastic and horrible situation. But it happens more than we realize.

Can we blame God when untimely death occurs to a loved one? Do we point the finger of blame at him and turn our back on him? Do we accuse him of not playing fair with our family? Why would he think it was ok to take them before they lived a full life to old age?

Someone else watches their elderly parent lose track of dates and names and events. And it could take years before they succumb to old age. And they may wonder why their loved one is allowed to linger when their quality of life is minimal. Others may wonder why their family member is walking through a painful, crippling disease with little comfort. And the suffering continues for years on end. We wonder why.

You have decided the length of our lives. You know how many months we will live, and we are not given a minute longer. Job 14:5

We know that our days are numbered, but we don’t know the number. We take each day as it comes and live life to the fullest. We are living at God’s disposal. Only he knows the length of our life. We don’t control God, and we don’t control life. Oh. We may think we do, but ultimately our life is in God’s hands. Nothing is by chance.

We can’t assume that old age or disease will claim us. It could be a horrible accident. A freak accident. Or, heaven forbid, an act of violence. We don’t know. But what we do know is that we must be ready at any moment to have our number called. We must be on call for the hand of God to sweep us into eternity and stand face to face with him in judgment learning our eternal destination.

We can wonder about the suffering God allows, and we will never know the suffering we’ve escaped. But we do know that God’s hand is moving in our lives throughout the difficult days.

In the book of Matthew, we’re told that God values mankind more than any other of his creation. Humans are the only part of creation that has a soul, a part of us that is kindred with God. We are his prized possession. He cares about every aspect of our lives, and he oversees even the smallest part. So when he sees us suffering, or when he calls us home unexpectedly, he knows the ripple effect that will cause.

What is the price of two sparrows—one copper coin ? But not a single sparrow can fall to the ground without your Father knowing it. And the very hairs on your head are all numbered. So don’t be afraid; you are more valuable to God than a whole flock of sparrows. Matthew 10:29-31

How do we know that God values us over every other living thing he created? He sent his Son to die for our sins. Jesus didn’t hang on the cross for the cattle on a thousand hills or for the whole flock of sparrows. They weren’t created with souls, a spiritual nature, that is. They don’t have an eternity. Only man was made in the image of God, and only man has the option to ask forgiveness for their sins and repent. Only man can become a child of God once they receive that same forgiveness. Nothing else with breath can.

So if God chose the human race to be recipients of his plan of salvation, he has his eye on every moment of our lives. He has his hand in every aspect of our days. Even when the days are evil and the circumstances are difficult, God is in them. Through it all, God is sovereign and omniscient.

It’s easy for me to say all this when I wasn’t the one who just lost my spouse. It’s easy for me to say that God is good in the midst of a deep, dark trial when I’m not walking through one. But I have walked through grief. I have lived through difficult moments, and God has proven himself to be all I need in those moments. He is faithful. My prayer is that when my next trial comes, and it will, I stand strong in his love and promise to always be with me.

You saw me before I was born. Every day of my life was recorded in your book. Every moment was laid out before a single day had passed. Psalms 139:16

Stepping Out of the Fire

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Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego defied King Nebuchadnezzar’s order. They refused to bow to an idol that he insisted everyone bow to. They stood straight and tall and did not submit to a command to worship a false god. Oh. Nebuchadnezzar was furious. He had his men raise the heat in the furnace. And then he had these three faithful followers of God thrown into that unbearably hot fire. The heat killed the soldiers who threw them into the furnace, but soon Nebuchadnezzar saw not only those three but a fourth person walking around in the fiery pit. Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego survived the death sentence.

These three young men had made a decision that they would rather suffer than sin. They knew they must not do evil so that good would come to them. Oh. It might have seemed like a fine line they were crossing, but they knew that to bow with the knee even though their hearts weren’t bent was too big of an ask. So they refused. They wanted to stand before God with pure hearts and clear consciences.

Walking through the fire is not for sissies.

This wasn’t the first time they chose not to defile their bodies. Early on in their captivity, they were among an elite group of young men selected for a rigorous training program for royal servants. And they were given food and drink that would have defiled their Jewish diet. They refused and were granted a reprieve and given appropriate foods. Now here they were being asked to bow to another god. They weren’t being asked to give up their God. All they had to do was just bow their knee. Just for a second or two. They couldn’t do it. Imagine the searing guilt on their consciences if they had just bowed. It would have been a quick and easy thing to do. Just dip the knee and stay out of trouble. But they knew in their hearts it was wrong So they said no.

You can read the story of these 3 brave young men in Daniel 3.

When you go through deep waters, I will be with you. When you go through rivers of difficulty, you will not drown. When you walk through the fire of oppression, you will not be burned up; the flames will not consume you. For I am the Lord , your God, the Holy One of Israel, your Savior. Isaiah 43:2-3

If you’ve read the story of these three guys, you’ll notice that when they walked out of the fire they were inspected closely by those who had watched their fiery trial. There was no smoke damage. No singed hair. No ashes. No scorched clothes. In fact, they were still fully clothed. The fire had not damaged them at all. Because with the fourth person in the fire with them, not only were they surrounded by flames but they were surrounded by the presence of God. An angel of the Lord was in the midst of the fire with them.

Oh. The cords that were wrapped around these men were burned off. But the clothes on their backs didn’t even smell of smoke. Isn’t it odd that the things that were binding them were removed during the fire, and the items of clothing that protected their dignity weren’t touched by the flames? Or, is it odd? The God of the universe is much more powerful than we give him credit for. He allows what he allows, and he forbids what he forbids. Only he has full control. Oh. Mankind likes to manipulate events to their own advantage, but God is still in control.

Then Nebuchadnezzar came as close as he could to the door of the flaming furnace and shouted: “Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego, servants of the Most High God, come out! Come here!” So Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego stepped out of the fire. Then the high officers, officials, governors, and advisers crowded around them and saw that the fire had not touched them. Not a hair on their heads was singed, and their clothing was not scorched. They didn’t even smell of smoke! Daniel 3:26-27

What do you look like when you walk out of the fire? Are your clothes scorched? Is your hair singed? Do you smell of smoke? Does a pile of ash drop to the floor? Do you appear as damaged goods for having suffered for Christ? Are you angry? Are you insulted? Or, do you praise God that he was walking with you every step of the way? Do you thank God for the lessons learned as you were engulfed in flames?

Once out of the fire, we must realize the power that God has over even the worst moments of our lives. When we suffer for Christ, he is with us in those moments of crisis. He does not leave us to walk alone.

When we step out of the fire, our witness is on display for the world to see. And what do others see? They may know we have just come from the fire, but they will be watching our witness of God’s goodness and grace. They will want to know if we walk our talk. Even King Nebuchadnezzar praised God when he saw the three men totally uninjured from the fire. When he commanded them to walk out of the furnace, he saw a miracle appear before him. And he praised the God of these three men. He knew he was an eyewitness to the great power of the God of the Universe, and he gave God all the praise and glory.

We never know who our example of faithfulness and obedience to God will influence. We don’t know who’s watching, but we better believe that someone is. And they will note our obedience or lack of it. And then some will be influenced to follow our lead, regardless of whether we’ve obeyed God or not. Let’s be faithful to the God who has orchestrated every second of our lives, even those that are a fiery furnace experience.

The Foolishness of Idols

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We’ve been told in the Old Testament that manufactured idols can do nothing for us. Oh. Those who lived during those ancient times tried and failed to achieve anything with their prayers and sacrifices to their handmade idols. But it didn’t stop them from repeatedly worshiping these fake gods. There were those who actually made and sold the idols as a career. They believed these handcrafted objects could save them from war and disease and famine and anything else they didn’t want. They thought these idols would bless their families and their crops and their lives in untold ways. They bowed and worshiped a piece of wood they had carved into an inanimate object. And those objects. Those idols did nothing for them. Nothing at all.

The Israelites had been warned many times about their habit of idol worship. Through the years, many prophets had blasted their disobedience to God and warned of the impending punishment. But the people didn’t listen. It seemed easier and more convenient for them to bow to an image that couldn’t speak or move. After all, an image that can’t speak or move can’t convict you of your sins. It won’t bring shame or guilt onto your disobedient heart. It won’t even hear you when you cry for help. But the Israelites worshiped their idols and wouldn’t turn back to God.

This is what the Lord says—Israel’s King and Redeemer, the Lord of Heaven’s Armies: “I am the First and the Last; there is no other God. Who is like me? Let him step forward and prove to you his power. Let him do as I have done since ancient times when I established a people and explained its future. Do not tremble; do not be afraid. Did I not proclaim my purposes for you long ago? You are my witnesses—is there any other God? No! There is no other Rock—not one!” How foolish are those who manufacture idols. These prized objects are really worthless. The people who worship idols don’t know this, so they are all put to shame. Who but a fool would make his own god— an idol that cannot help him one bit? All who worship idols will be disgraced along with all these craftsmen—mere humans— who claim they can make a god. They may all stand together, but they will stand in terror and shame. Isaiah 44:6-11

We may think modern societies don’t worship idols. Especially nations that call themselves Christian. We may believe we worship the One True God and him alone. But when we look at our lifestyle. Our goals. Our wants. Our deepest longings. What do we see? Where are we headed? What is it in life that fully satisfies us? What do we call sacred?

The thing about idols. They can’t make anything happen, because they need someone to make them. They can’t make themselves, and they will wear out and possibly break. In other words, they’re useless. Who but a fool would make their own god?

Let’s see if your idols can save you when you cry to them for help. Why, a puff of wind can knock them down! If you just breathe on them, they fall over! But whoever trusts in me will inherit the land and possess my holy mountain. Isaiah 57:13

Idolatry. The worship of an image built on man’s imagination is a severe act of rebellion against God. An idol doesn’t have to be manufactured out of wood or stone or metal or ceramic. Idolatry is the act of giving sacred value or power over to something or someone other than God. We may worship our best friend. Or our spouse. Or our job. Or our fancy car. Or that designer handbag. Or our closet full of clothes. Or that sports team. Or that hobby. What holds sway over your life in the place of God? Where do you look for security and happiness? What do you bow down to?

Come, let us worship and bow down. Let us kneel before the Lord our maker, for he is our God. We are the people he watches over, the flock under his care. If only you would listen to his voice today! Psalms 95:6-7

The person who made the idol never stops to reflect, “Why, it’s just a block of wood! I burned half of it for heat and used it to bake my bread and roast my meat. How can the rest of it be a god? Should I bow down to worship a piece of wood?” The poor, deluded fool feeds on ashes. He trusts something that can’t help him at all. Yet he cannot bring himself to ask, “Is this idol that I’m holding in my hand a lie?” Isaiah 44:19-20

Just as God warned his chosen people, the Israelites, that they must not worship other gods, he is telling us the same thing. The first and second commandments warn that we must have no other gods or idols. But we, like the Israelites, have chosen to place other gods above the One True God. And, unless we repent, there is punishment for that act of disobedience. God allowed his chosen nation to be attacked over and over in an attempt to make them see the error of their ways. Oh sure. They repented of their sins for a time, but they continued to return to their false gods.

We can’t think that we’re safe from God’s punishment for our waywardness as a nation and as individuals. Just as Israel did, we will bring disaster upon ourselves if we continue down the path we’re on. The truth will catch up with us sooner or later. And while it’s still today, we have time to repent and turn from our wicked ways. God is a jealous God, and he wants the hearts of all nations to bow to him. And they will. At the appointed time, every knee will bow. Why not today?

“What good is an idol carved by man, or a cast image that deceives you? How foolish to trust in your own creation— a god that can’t even talk! What sorrow awaits you who say to wooden idols, ‘Wake up and save us!’ To speechless stone images you say, ‘Rise up and teach us!’ Can an idol tell you what to do? They may be overlaid with gold and silver, but they are lifeless inside. But the Lord is in his holy Temple. Let all the earth be silent before him.” Habakkuk 2:18-20

Many times we’re seeking God, but we don’t realize it. There is a deep longing, a yearning inside each of us that is looking to be filled and satisfied. And we search and search for the answer. We look in the oddest places to find fulfillment. We choose the most unsatisfying activities or items to try to fill that longing. We look for relationships or people who are broken to make us whole, and they’re not whole themselves. We aren’t happy. We blame others for our problems. We seek comfort in the wrong places. Nothing we try fills us. There is no manmade idol that can comfort us. That can forgive us. That can love us. Only God can do that. Only God will satisfy our souls.

Continue seeking Him with seriousness. Unless He wanted you, you would not be wanting Him.

C.S. Lewis

Self-Induced Stress

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It’s true. Much of our stress is self-induced. We bring it on ourselves. Our minds work overtime and cause us to stew about things that will most likely never happen. And we just stir the pot of fear and what-ifs as if that’s all we have to do. I guess it’s important to ask ourselves why we’re stressing over something that may never happen. Have you actually sat down and calculated the risks? Have you listed both the pros and cons to see how they weigh on the scale of equality? Or, are you just giving yourself over to the fears of what if the unlikely really does happen?

I know. I’ve been doing the same thing for the past week or two. I don’t sleep well. I’m edgy. I’m easily distracted. And I just want this issue to go away. But the problem is that I’ve willfully and gladly created it. So now I have to live with the circus going on in my head. I don’t yet know how the situation will fully play out, so I must wait. I have high hopes and even higher expectations that all things will be right in the end. But there’s a small but mighty argument going on in my head that tells me something different could happen. Something could go terribly wrong. And am I prepared for that ugly scenario to be acted out in real life? No. I’m not.

Here’s what I have to tell myself. I can’t control the next crisis. And honestly. There may not be a crisis. Oh. My imaginings tell me there could be a crisis of magnificent proportions. But when I lay out the situation on paper I can see the likelihood that that happening is pretty small. So why do I fret? Why do I fear? Because I don’t know the outcome of the situation. And I don’t like surprises. So I have to conjure up in my mind all the possible scenarios to prepare myself for the worst. Even though they’ll probably never happen.

I’m sure I’m not the only person on this planet who prefers a calm and smooth life. Oh. I know there are some who enjoy the chaos of the unknown. There are some who instigate trouble wherever they go. They seem to always know how to cause a scene or stir up someone in their circle. But that’s not me. I prefer peace and tranquility. And right now, well, I do feel peaceful. But I’m short on tranquility.

Give all your worries and cares to God, for he cares about you. 1 Peter 5:7

The thing is. I do give my worries and cares to God, but then they seem to come creeping back to me. I find them swirling in my mind at different times of the day. Or when I’m lying awake in the middle of the night. It’s frustrating to be so anxious, but this anxiousness won’t last forever. It’s only for a season. I know that, so why can’t I just lay it all down and be done with it? Because when it’s all said and done, I really do trust God.

Just ask a pregnant woman if she is anxious-free for those nine months of growing another human in her own body. The positive pregnancy test. The morning sickness. The weight gain. The heartburn. The flutter of new life. The back aches. The unknowns of labor and delivery. The new wardrobe. The doctor’s appointments. The ultrasound. The birth plan. The name. The care of a newborn. The nursery. The financial burden. And then she must raise the child to adulthood. Talk about stress. But it’s a stressor that most women willingly choose to add to their resume of life.

Just ask a new employee on their first day of a new job. They’re in a position to start anew, sometimes willingly or sometimes forced. They’ve left the old and familiar. They’ve sat through numerous interviews. They’ve submitted to pre-employment screenings and tests. They’ve accepted an offer. Now they walk into their new job full of hopes and fears. They have no idea what lies ahead. But they do it willingly.

Life is full of unknowns. We don’t know what tomorrow holds, but we know who holds tomorrow. Even when we choose to walk through new situations, God is with us. As long as we aren’t choosing to sin, God is walking with us through life’s changes. Even when we don’t know all the minute details, we can trust an all-seeing, all-knowing, all-powerful God to go before us to chart the path and to go behind us to protect us. He is with his faithful followers as we walk through life.