The Coming of the Lord

 

He who testifies to these things says, "Yes, I am coming soon."  Amen.  Come, Lord Jesus. ~Revelation 22:20

The Lord is coming, always coming.  When you have ears to hear and eyes to see, you will recognize him at any moment of your life.  Life is Advent; life is recognizing the coming of the Lord. ~Henri Nouwen

As we enter the highly anticipated season of Advent, have we quieted our souls and prepared room in our hearts for the imminent coming of the Lord?  Are we, as Nouwen states, recognizing Jesus' presence not just in this season, but in all the ordinary moments of our lives?

And if we're not living in a perpetual state of expectancy, then why aren't we?  What would it take for us to do so?

Advent invites us to slow down, to sit in stillness, to allow that feeling of waiting with expectancy to fill us once again.  Is that easy to do in the hustle-bustle of the holiday?  No, but we should make every effort to accept God's invitation to come away with Him for a while and find rest as we prepare for the miracle of miracles, the birth of our Savior.

My prayer for you, my friends, is that you will heartily embrace this season with its promise of hope, joy, peace, and love.  The coming of the Lord Jesus is right around the corner.

Amen!

Do you have any special Advent traditions?  Please share in the comments.

Thy Will Be Done

 

In this manner, therefore, pray:  Our Father in heaven, Hallowed be Your name.  Your kingdom come.  Your will be done on earth as it is in heaven. ~Matthew 6:9-10

There are only two kinds of people in the end:  those who say to God, "Thy will be done," and those to whom God says, in the end, "Thy will be done."  All that are in Hell, choose it.  Without that self-choice there could be no Hell.  No soul that seriously and constantly desires joy will ever miss it.  Those who seek find.  To those who knock it is opened. ~C. S. Lewis, The Great Divorce.

The Lord's Prayer.  We recite it every Sunday in church.  It's probably one of the first prayers we memorize as children.  The words, said repeatedly, are comforting and familiar to each of us.

But the problem arises when these words become nothing more than rote when saying them out loud.  We speak corporately out of habit, not taking time to reflect upon what we are actually espousing with each uttered phrase.  It is, indeed, a slippery slope for Christians, young and old.

When we pray that God's will be done, do we mean it?  Do we really believe it, or do we secretly think His will should be done only if it aligns with our hopes, our dreams, our expectations?  If that's the case, we are confining ourselves to our own lonely, isolated perspective where we deem our needs and desires to be more important than what God wills for our lives and for the lives of those we love.

Tragically, this whole misconception leaves God and His sovereignty out of the equation altogether.  That idea alone should shake us to our very core.  Because the evil one craves nothing more than to work to separate us from the God we profess to love and worship.  The devil sees that narcissistic chink in our armor as an opportunity to worm his way into our hearts and minds.

St. Paul proclaims in Romans 8:39 that nothing can separate us from God's love.  I agree.  But God created us with free will; we can choose His way or the highway at any given juncture.  As C. S. Lewis states above, all that are in Hell choose it.

As we prepare here in the States to celebrate Thanksgiving this week, I challenge all of you to take time to rediscover the Lord's Prayer.  Examine each turn of phrase.  Ask yourself if you wish for God's kingdom to reign on earth as it does in heaven, or do you prefer your own little kingdom of one to prevail?

I have no doubt you will come to the right conclusion.

Amen!

What Truly Matters

 

My brothers and sisters, believers in our glorious Lord Jesus Christ must no show favoritism.  Suppose a man comes into your meeting wearing a gold ring and fine clothes, and a poor man in filthy old clothes also comes in.  If you show special attention to the man wearing fine clothes and say, "Here's a good seat for you," but say to the poor man, "You stand there" or "Sit on the floor by my feet," have you not discriminated among yourselves and become judges with evil thoughts? ~James 2:1-4

Can you guess who owns the shoes pictured above?  If you thought Danny, you'd be right on the money.  Yes, they are worn, torn and mighty forlorn, but he can't bring himself to toss them in the trash.  He insists that they are the most comfortable pair of shoes he has.  In fact, he's wearing them at the moment as he's blowing more leaves off of our decks and yard.

When we have plans to leave the house on a given day, Danny is careful to change into a presentable pair, either the brown ones for doctor's appointments,

or the black tennis shoes if our destination is the park.

There have been numerous occasions in the past when we've arrived at a grocery store, started our shopping, and Danny suddenly realizes, to his chagrin, he's forgotten to change out of, what he affectionately calls, his "Hobo Shoes."

Yes, that has caused plenty of moments of embarrassment for him, enough that we now make it a ritual to recite our check list verbally before departing the house:  Keys, wallet, phone, SHOES.

Maybe, this tendency to feel a sense of shame is a bi-product of being Baby Boomers.  We are taught by our parents to appear presentable whenever we go out in public.  To do anything else invites humiliation upon the family.  When I see younger generations sporting pajama bottoms, ratty T-shirts and slippers to do their shopping, I catch myself shaking my head and wondering if their parents have taught them anything about societal propriety.

Or did the pandemic that forced lock downs produce a culture where being unkempt and lax is okay, no matter where you go or who you're with?

Okay, am I being too critical?  Too picky?  After all, the person dressed to the nines may look attractive on the outside, but that's no guarantee that he or she has a heart of gold.  Whereas the teen with a nose ring, wearing ripped jeans and shuffling along in slippers just might be the most loving, caring person you could ever hope to meet.

The message I think that James is conveying in the above verses mirrors the old adage: Don't judge a book by its cover.  Actually, as Christians, we shouldn't judge at all.  That's God's job.

And if anyone sees Danny on those rare occasions when he's wearing his hobo shoes and thinks less of him for it?  I say, as the one who knows him inside and out, it's their loss.  He has a heart for God, and that's what truly matters.

Amen!

I Want to See

 

"What do you want me to do for you?"  Jesus asked him.  The blind man said, "Rabbi, I want to see." ~Mark 10:51

Years ago, I have cataract surgery on my left eye that truly needs it.  No, I don't follow up with my right eye because it isn't in dire straits and I don't mind continuing to wear a contact in that eye.  Everything has been just fine until about six months ago.  That's when I begin to notice just a slight lack of clarity in my vision.

Fast forward to last week.  I visit my eye doctor for my annual check up, prepared to ask him questions about the seeming disfunction happening and about my frustration with reading text in books and on the computer without the convenience of larger print.  Regular, standard type, at times, simply isn't legible.

A scan of the back of my left eyeball tells the tale.  Over time, scar tissue has formed where the surgery to implant the corrective lens is done and the cataracts removed.  According to Dr. H., whom I trust completely, this is a common occurrence, and he procedure to clean up the scars and restore my vision is quick and painless.  Of course, I will have to go to the same place that did my cataract surgery in the first place; it's about an hour's ride there from our house.

The procedure is scheduled for Wednesday of this week at 2:00 (EST).  Afterwards, my eyes will be dilated for an indeterminate length of time, so reading and responding to comments here during that adjustment period simply won't be happening.  However, as you all probably well know, I will respond to your comments as soon as I possibly can.

In the meantime, I would so appreciate everyone's prayers for a successful outcome.  Jesus knows how precious our eyesight is to us as witnessed by the many references in the New Testament to His willingness to heal those who were blind.  He cares so deeply for us and our needs and always, always hears our prayers.  May we never cease to hive Him all the honor and glory, and thank Him with grateful hearts for all that He has done.

Amen!

A Gratitude Attitude

 

Give thanks in all circumstances; for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus. ~1 Thessalonians 5:18

November is here!!!  How I love this month with is chilly mornings, falling leaves, cozy sweaters, and wool socks.  The very best part of November, at least for me, is Thanksgiving.  This is a holiday for traditional foods and family gatherings that bring back precious memories, and invites us to make new ones.  But most importantly, it is a time to intentionally thank God for all His grace-filled blessings which He lavishes upon us each and every day.

I'm sure that all of you who follow me here are grateful to the Lord for all He has done.  But do we stop and actually take time to thank Him?  Verbally or in writing?  If you are a parent, you understand the monumental task of teaching your children from the moment they can speak to say the "magic" words, please and thank you.  What a glorious day it is when our children say, "Thank you," without having to be prompted or prodded to do so.

Imagine, then, how our heavenly Father feels when we actually tell Him, "Thank you," and mean it with all our heart.  I can envision Him smiling broadly like a proud Papa at His beloved children.

That's why I've decided to start a Gratitude Attitude journal for the month of November.  I'll write down at least one thing for which I'm grateful each day.  Some days, of course, I will certainly record more than one circumstance or happening where the Lord deserves my thanks and praise.  At month's end, I'll have a record of the manifold ways in which God has blessed me and others in my life.

Would you like to join me in this journal adventure of gratitude?  Or, maybe, you're already engaged in a daily routine of keeping a journal of your thankful thought to God.  Either way, I'd love to hear about it in the comment section below.

And who knows?  We may all fall in love with our gratitude attitudes toward our Abba that this practice will continue until the moment we draw our last breath here on earth.  And the best news?  We can then spend eternity thanking Him face to face.

Amen!

Day After Day

 

Day after day, in the temple courts and from house to house, they never stopped teaching and proclaiming the good news that Jesus is the Messiah. ~Acts 5:42

I'm a homebody.  Yes, I do like occasional outings, but these days, I'm happiest and most content when I can be at or close to home.  I actually enjoy the simple, dependable routines of the day to day.

My Circadian rhythm wakes me with remarkable accuracy upon which I can depend.  My first task of the morning is to push the start button on our coffee maker that's been prepared the night before.  I'll cursorily check my email, and once I have coffee in hand, I'll read, delete or comment as I see fit.

I listen to the morning news on my headphones because Danny likes to sleep in whenever he can.  After my coffee while my program is still running, I'll get up during commercials to prepare Danny's coffee and possibly work a few Jumble puzzles.

I wait until 9:00 before I shuffle back to our master bath to take my shower.  Once that's complete and I'm dressed, it's back to the kitchen to prepare my breakfast.  Believe it or not, I eat, and enjoy, the same items every morning.

Once Danny is awake and taking his shower, I'll slip back into our bedroom to brush my teeth, dry my hair and, of course, make up the bed.

Mornings are never off to a good start if I don't accomplish that particular chore.

Mid-mornings find me visiting blogs, leaving comments, completing my Five Across word puzzle, and most importantly, spending time in devotions, Bible reading and prayer.

Lunch?  If it's a wonderful stay-at-home day, my go-to repast, as boring as it seems, is peanut butter on toast piled with actual peanuts and a small glass of whole milk.  The protein in both of these foods really holds me for a good long while.

The remainder of the afternoon is usually spent in reading books and blogs writing a new blog using my mini-bike, and doing other necessary chores like laundry and dishes.

Now that the weather is cooler, though, both Danny and I want to make a point of walking at our local city park which is what we do last Sunday.  The air is brisk and refreshing, and the outdoor exercise is a welcome change for the both of us.

Dinner is always delightful because Danny is the best chef!  I love it when he surprises me with something special like he does with this fancy-looking chicken pot pie with puff pastry on top.

Once I've cleaned up after dinner, it's backgammon time! 

I'm off to a fairly strong start this wee, but Danny is known for his winning unless his dice decide to go south on him.  Win or lose it's always great fun and a pleasant way to unwind at the end of the day.

And don't worry about me not leading a more challenging life, friends.  We've juggled countless doctors' appointments over the last two years, and it's simply a relief to have a normal, non-eventful day here and there.

I'll be the first to admit that in light of the apostles preaching day after day in the temple courts, and going house to house spreading the Good News of Jesus, my day after day sounds trivial and, dare I say, a bit selfish.  Oh, just imagine the joy the message of the risen Jesus, the Messiah, brought to them and to all who heard their testimony and believed!

But even in my quiet, uneventful days, God still calls to me, inviting me to meet His miracles in the mundane.  And that's what this blog is all about.

Amen!

Five Across Fever!

 

Heaven and earth will pass away, but My words will by no means pass away. ~Matthew 24:35

I've always loved word games.  Whether it's old-fashioned Scrabble or Jumble puzzles, I find them all to be delightful pastimes with the added bonus of stimulating my brain at the same time.

Several months ago, I discover this free Five Across word game on the Fox News website.  I'm immediately hooked!  I have to admit that it takes me some time and practice before I actually develop a strategy to better tackle the daily puzzle, and those tactics aren't foolproof by any means.  Still, it's a rarity for me NOT to guess the word well within the six lines given.

Here's the puzzle I solve this past Saturday.

Notice that on my first try, I use as many vowels as possible.  This will not only tell me if the vowel is present, but automatically eliminates the wrong choices.  The latter will be greyed out, vowels and consonants that are there but in the wrong place will show up on a brown background, while correct letter placements are displayed in green.

As you can see, I really luck out on my second try as three of the five letters are in their right location.  But do you see, too, that it takes me until the next to the last try to actually get the winning word?  Yes, even when I have this kind of advantage, I can still come up against linguistic roadblocks.

Have I ever solved the word on the first try?  Nope!  The second?  Only once, and what a lucky fluke that was!  Most of the time, as my stats show, it takes me at least four tries to realize success.

Here's my better try on Sunday.

This also illustrates the brown background of a letter in the wrong place in the puzzle.  I solve it in three tries!

The only drawback?  Just one Five Across is offered per day.  Probably good for a word nerd like me who would easily become addicted to playing game after game after game instead of meeting the real demands of the day.  I'd certainly develop a chronic case of Five Across Fever!

As much fun as I have with these word challenges, like all else in heaven and earth, these will eventually pass away.  But what a comfort it is to know that the words of Jesus will never be obsolete.  They are eternal and eternally true.  And for all who believe in Him and His saving grace when God calls you home, rest assured that you will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.

Amen!