The Cheers Phenomenon

Church community is vibrant like a forest in the fall, because it's made up of so many different kinds op people.
Church community is vibrant like a forest in the fall, because it’s made up of so many different kinds of people.

One of my favorite old sitcoms is the show, “Cheers.” It took place almost entirely, inside a bar in Boston. It ran for eleven seasons and took us from the early eighties into the nineties. The owner, was a character named Sam Malone, who was a retired baseball player and coincidentally, a recovering alcoholic. The show’s theme song had the words, “Sometimes you wanna go where everybody knows your name and they’re always glad you came.”

The same characters came by the bar on a daily basis. When one character, by the name of Norm, came in every night, the entire bar called out, “Norm!” The show didn’t really tackle any serious issues of the day. It was just a fun show about a little community. I suspect that was a huge reason for its popularity.

I think there’s a desire inside all of us to walk into a place where everybody knows our name and they’re always glad we came. The world can be awfully chaotic and dark at times and I think we all long to be known and appreciated just the way we are.

The world is also full of quirky characters like the ones on “Cheers,” yet those people can come together and create really vibrant communities. Those communities can come from working together or being neighbors. They can be created  through people who have the same interests. They can also be created in church.

We sometimes meet people in church that we would have never been friends with anywhere else. They may be older or younger or have babies or grown kids or grand babies. They may have different political views. But, church community is particularly special and unique because it’s made up of people who are drawn to worship and serve God in a similar way. The members sometimes have little else in common, but that’s what makes it strong.

Another big buzz word in churches these days are small groups. It seems like all churches try to set them up from the large mega churches to the small community churches. But, whatever the size of the church, the goal is the same, to plug members in with a community. Community supports each other when someone is sick or suffering. Community celebrates together when times are good.

Community can also hold each other accountable. We don’t like that word much, do we? We are all individuals and we want to do what we want when we want and we don’t want anyone to tell us we are wrong. If we want to skip church six Sundays in a row to go to the lake, then we don’t want to have to answer to anyone. No one is the boss of us.

While that is all true, a vibrant, loving community will contact members who go missing, not out of condemnation, but out of love and concern. True community misses its members when they are gone. They reach out to each other because they are missed. Like the show “Cheers,” neither  the community nor the church is the same when someone is missing.

That missing person has a part to play within the community as well as in the fabric of God’s plan.

As I think of all of this, I want to encourage anyone who isn’t plugged in to a church community to find one or start one. We weren’t meant to walk alone. God has people who want to walk with us. Jesus said, “I also tell you this: If two of you agree here on earth concerning anything you ask, my Father in heaven will do it for you.  For where two or three gather together as my followers, I am there among them.” Matthew 18:18-19

Community is important. We all need to be a part of it. We should all get to play the part of Norm in real life and to do that, we have to seek community.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

A Call to God’s Choir

Even though I don't read music, I have been welcomed to the choir.
Even though I don’t read music, I have been welcomed to the choir.

I recently began singing in the church choir. It’s a very small church with a very small choir. The first night I attended, I had two different people ask me if I was an alto or a soprano. I told them I had no idea. I told them I didn’t even know if they could use me at all. I was assured that they could.  When the woman who leads the choir and plays the piano arrived, she was very welcoming. (and quite brilliant) Before she asked me the dreaded question, I looked straight at her and told her I had no idea if I was an alto or soprano. She laughed and told me we would figure it out.

She then asked if I could read music, again, my answer was, “no.” I mean, I can look at the lines and read, “Every good boy does fine.” But, how is that any help at all?

That was four weeks ago. I did learn that I am a soprano, but I often feel like a foreign exchange student when I attend practice. They use phrases like, take a breath at the rest and crescendo and I’m thinking, huh? The director likes to “walk us through,” a song before we sing it, which apparently, means reading the notes and singing slowly. Did I mention I don’t read music? The pastor’s wife even handed me a pencil at one point, in case I wanted to take notes. I gently smiled and asked her, “What would I write?” She burst out into laughter and explained it.

But, here’s what I’ve learned. I can listen to the experienced members sing the song a time or two and then I have it. I don’t have to know all of the ins and outs of reading music because I have these awesome, patient mentors with a great sense of humor, sitting next to me,who help me along. They don’t make me feel like I’m an idiot or unusable or unworthy because I’m uneducated in music.

Nope, these ladies have all welcomed me into their fold and they have helped me along with patience, grace and some laughter. The laughter is good because I am certainly laughing at myself on this musical venture. When the leader told us last week that we were doing great and that we knew the song, I timidly asked her if she was really sure about that? The rest of the ladies roared in laughter.

This new experience could have been very intimidating for me if I hadn’t had such sweet and patient mentors or if everyone was super serious. But, instead I’ve been welcomed in Christian love. It got me to thinking about how we welcome new members to our faith. There’s a lot of terminology and tricky concepts. Things like the trinity and the difference between faith and hope and why is Good Friday good?

Those of us who have been on our walk a bit longer need to be very vigilant about being welcoming and open to new Christians. We need to be willing to be mentors and we need to be able to have a sense of humor. We were all new to this walk at one time. Most of all, we need to show our newest members love and grace. We all fall or hit a wrong note. We all are still growing and learning.

The choir experience has reminded me what Christian love to those who are new, is supposed to look like. I’m hoping to do as well welcoming others as those choir ladies have done with me.

How about you? How are you doing at welcoming others to the faith?

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

Risky Business

We are called to leave the world around us in better shape than it was when we found it.
We are called to leave the world around us in better shape than it was in when we found it.

On Sunday, our pastor told the parable of the talents as found in Matthew 25:14-30. I’ve heard the story before and you probably have too. It’s about a master who gave one guy five talents, one guy two talents and one guy one. He then left on a long journey. I always got a little lost in the parable. I don’t even know what a talent is. I have heard it explained as we are supposed to use our “God-given” talents to serve Him, but our pastor explained it in a different way.

A talent was worth a ton of money. The guy who got five would have been a multimillionaire today. So the guy who got only one would have been given a large sum of money too. The master is gone a long time and he comes back to see what the servants have done with his money. The first two put their money to work, meaning they took risks with it. The third man buried his just to keep it safe. The master is thrilled with the first two servants. They weren’t afraid to takes risks with what they had been given in order to make more. The third guy, who lived in fear of risk, didn’t fare so well. The master took his one talent and threw him out into the darkness.

This was always the point where I was kind of scratching my head. I mean, he didn’t lose what he was given . Wasn’t that enough? The answer is no. Here’s why; we are all given resources from God. How we use them matters. Playing it safe and avoiding any hard work, or risk, or ridicule, when it comes to sharing the Kingdom of God with others, is not acceptable.

He put it this way. After our lives are over and we stand before God, it isn’t acceptable to say, “I left the world just the way I found it. It’s no worse and it’s no better.” In other words, if we just choose safety by taking our kids to church on Sundays, sitting in the pew an hour, giving our tithe to the offering plate and return next week to do the same, what kind of difference have we made for the Kingdom of God?

I never thought about it that way, but the three teenagers with me were stunned by the message and totally got it. Sharing our faith can be risky. People may ridicule us for it, but as Christians, we are expected to share our faith with others. How do people see Jesus in us? Do we act any differently than the atheist down the street? Are we sharing our resources? Do we invite others to church? Is there anything about us that sets us apart from the crowd?

And there’s the rub. We like to blend. Being set apart from the crowd isn’t always easy. It’s risky, but still, that’s what we are called to do. In the end, if we are doing God’s work, it doesn’t matter what any single member of the human race thinks about us. What matters is what God thinks. If we want Him to say, “Well done, faithful servant!” then we have to be willing to take risks.

How do you do with taking risks? How are you leaving the world around you better than you found it? I’d love to hear from you.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

Being Thankful is a Form of Worship

This little creek is beautiful in the fall.
This little creek is beautiful in the fall.

I had a million things to do that day. I had toilets to scrub and floors to vacuum. Still, I could feel God beckoning me outdoors. There was a cold front moving in and the temperatures were expected to drop drastically over the following days.

I had been planning to take some fall leaf photos, but I had planned to take them over the weekend. However, I knew if it was really cold, I would not likely go outside. I’m a Southern girl to the bone and if it’s less than sixty degrees outside, it’s too cold. But, this day, it was still in the seventies outside.

I finally turned off the vacuum cleaner and pushed it to the side and grabbed my camera. I’ve really been working hard on listening to God’s call and obeying it. I’ll admit, when I get busy or focused on doing something, it gets harder to hear and even harder to obey. But, I did.

As usual, I was rewarded for any act of obedience. My neighborhood is breathtaking this time of year. As much as I love the spring, fall runs a close race in the beauty of God’s creativity. When I go out with a camera to specifically look for the beauty, I’m so amazed at what I see. I’m also kind of ashamed at what I miss and take for granted in my daily rush.

You just can't appreciate the color of a single leaf from a car.
You just can’t appreciate the color of a single leaf from inside a car.

The beauty of a single leaf just can’t be appreciated from inside a car. I don’t really appreciate it when I’m taking a brisk walk or running either. No, there’s something about taking a camera and looking for the beauty, seeking out the beauty in the world around us. I felt like I could feel God whispering into my heart, “look at my Creation and appreciate it.” And I did and I do, I just sometimes forget to slow down and look.

God could have made leaves just turn brown and die and fall off, but instead, fall provides us with such a beautiful array of color. I think appreciating that creativity is an act of worship. I think remembering to thank God for the beauty is an act of worship. I think slowing down is an act of worship.

This season of fall passes quickly. In another month, the leaves will all be gone. The branches will be bare. It will be cold and the days will be long and dark. It won’t be long until we are all shivering and anxiously awaiting spring.

But, for now, maybe we could take a moment and really drink in the beauty of fall, the beauty that God has created in our lives, in this season, at this very moment and give thanks. While we are giving thanks for the beauty in nature, maybe we could look around and give thanks for all of the beauty in our lives at this very moment. I think maybe, that’s worship in it’s purest form.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

 

Clearing Away the Underbrush

Sometimes Creation takes my breath away.
Sometimes Creation takes my breath away.

My parents have a pond behind their house. I think it’s been there longer than the house has. My maternal grandmother was an avid fisherman and the pond was her baby. My siblings and I spent a fair amount of time there as kids. My brother actually did a lot of fishing there. But, over time, we grew up and moved out. Daddy was still working full-time and the pond had become very overgrown.

I tried to take my own kids fishing there over spring break a couple of years back and they couldn’t fish at all from the bank. They had to go out in the boat which is at least as old as I am, so that in itself, was a risky proposition.

But, recently, Daddy retired. He and Mama decided that they would like to enjoy the pond. They had someone come and clear the underbrush and they installed a dock. Now, they go down there almost everyday and bask in the creation that God has blessed them with. Daddy has also been doing a lot of fishing, so much so that he took my son for the first time in October.

They had quite a bountiful catch.
They had quite a bountiful catch.

A thirteen-year-old boy, fishing with his granddaddy, is a memory that’s hard to beat. My son will treasure that day for the rest of his life. I’m so thankful when my children have those kinds of experiences.

But, the pond is not new. It’s been there for close to fifty years now. What has changed? They cleared out the underbrush and made it a priority. My parents took something that had been neglected and overgrown over time and cleared off the scrub trees, and removed weeds taking it over from one end. They removed the obstacles that kept them from enjoying it.

Then they added a place, a dock, where they could sit and enjoy it and they are making enjoying it a priority.

How many things do we have in our lives like that pond? How many gifts have we been given that we have neglected because we are too busy? They can be physical things like our yards, or a pond or a porch or even a sunny room in our homes. They can also be pets that we could spend time walking. They can be friendships that we have let go. They can be marital relationships that we have taken for granted or a bicycle sitting and gathering dust in the garage.

We all have things and people in our lives that we tend to take for granted when life gets busy and hectic. We allow underbrush to grow up around things and people who should be a priority. We allow underbrush to grow up around our relationship with God too. That’s our nature. But, when I think about that pond and the total transformation that took place from clearing out underbrush and just adding a space to sit, I am reminded that we never have to look very far to see beauty and blessings.

Maybe it’s a good idea for us all to look around and see what needs clearing out and figure out a way  to clear it and then create a space to sit and enjoy it. Who knows what memories we can make by doing so?

How are you doing with life’s underbrush? Feel free to share.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

Seeking the Light

All living things seek light.
All living things seek light.

As I was dusting my house yesterday, I had to carefully turn all my plants because they all grow to one side, leaning towards the sun. In a couple of weeks, I will have to turn them again because they will have grown back towards the other side. Both of my dogs kept fighting over the big bed in the sunny window, so I finally moved the little dog’s bed too. Now they are both happy.

That particular window gets the most sun in the house, so I had to put the aloe plant there as well. It just so happens that’s also where my laptop is set up. I find that I like to write by the window that gets the most light.

All living things, including people, seem to naturally seek light. Have you ever noticed that real estate ads usually describe a house as light and airy? I rarely see, really dark with little light, in a description. We like lots of windows and lots of light.

Many people struggle in the winter months with short days and not much sunshine. I know a family who was stationed in Alaska and they had special lighting stations that people were encouraged to visit to help battle depression during the long, dark winter.

Think about how many people flock to the ocean to lie in the sun even though we know too much is not good for us.

Our souls are constantly seeking light too. Sometimes we truly believe that we have found it through our own accomplishments. Good jobs and good salaries can allow us to bask for a while. Winning races that we train for over a long period of time can allow us to bask for a while. New relationships, new houses, frankly just about anything new, can allow us to bask for a while.

The problem is the newness of anything new always wears off eventually and the light dims. We go searching for the ever elusive light somewhere else and each time we can truly believe that we have found it. And, sometimes we lose that job that provided so much self-worth or a relationship fails. Sometimes we get injured and can no longer run. When life throws us curve balls and it always does, eventually, if we have let the light in our lives be our own accomplishments, we can suddenly find ourselves in the dark, with no windows around. What will we do then?

There is another way to feed our light seeking souls. John 8:12, says, “Jesus spoke to the people once more and said, “I am the light of the world. If you follow me, you won’t have to walk in darkness, because you will have the light that leads to life.” That sounds promising.

1 John 5-6, says, “This is the message we heard from Jesus and now declare to you: God is light, and there is no darkness in him at all. So we are lying if we say we have fellowship with God but go on living in spiritual darkness; we are not practicing the truth.”

Turns out we are wired to seek light because we are wired to seek God. God is a gentleman. He will not force us to seek Him. He will not force us to seek Jesus. He will stand back and allow us to fumble around in the darkness of our own ambitions, but why would we want to? Why not follow Jesus and never walk in darkness?

Bad things will continue to happen from time to time, but when they do, we’re not in the dark. Our light shines on. Just like the sun, that draws my pups to the window, Jesus is a constant. I think that’s light worth seeking.

What do you think? I’d love to hear from you.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

 

Comfort When We Hit Rock Bottom

When life is the darkest, God comforts us.
When life is the darkest, God comforts us.

2 Corinthians 1:4, has come across my path three times in the past week. I read it in two different blogs and then it showed up in my Facebook news feed. I knew God was trying to communicate something to me, but I wasn’t sure what, so I prayed and waited.

My hubby and I met our pastor for coffee and he was talking with us about all of the pain in the world around us and how very important he felt that prayer was in stemming the tide. He then shared with us that he was going to meet with a woman the next day who was going through a terrible divorce. She was very hurt and angry and he asked us to pray that God would give him the wisdom to say the right words to comfort her and that He would give her heart the ability to hear them.

I prayed for the meeting the next day and that verse kept popping into my mind. ” He comforts us in all our troubles so that we can comfort others. When they are troubled, we will be able to give them the same comfort God has given us.” 2 Corinthians 1:4

I found myself sending him an e-mail telling him that I too, had been divorced and although it had been close to twenty years ago, it was very definitely rock bottom for me. I told him it was a very dark and painful time and I sometimes wondered if I would survive it. But, even in all of that darkness, there was redemption and grace and forgiveness and hope.

In a moment of despair, in a terrible thunderstorm which seemed to mirror my own life at the time, I found my way back to God. Right after that storm, I wrote my first piece on encouragement. The encouragement had come from God and I had to put it on paper to share later. It would be many years before I was writing encouragement daily, but that little piece was a start that lead to other little pieces along the way. It was a beginning to a lifelong journey of watching for God in the world around me.

So, I found myself telling my pastor to please feel free to give this woman my phone number if he thought she might like to have coffee and talk. It wasn’t because I had any particular desire to share the mistakes of my past with a stranger, but it was because in my darkest moments, God comforted me and began something new in me. He can do the same for this woman and he can do the same for you.

It’s the paying it forward of spirituality. He comforts us so we can comfort others. He shows us forgiveness and grace and expects us to do the same. He offers hope. When times are the darkest, He holds us the closest and when we come out on the other side, a little stronger, and a little braver, He wants us to show others the same kind of love, His love.

Maybe we should keep our eyes open for opportunities to offer comfort to others who find themselves in situations that we have personally experienced. I think that would make God proud.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

What About Seth?

What we teach our children about can have a ripple effect for years to come.
What we teach our children about God, can have a ripple effect for years to come.

If I were to say the names, “Adam and Eve,” to you, what comes to mind? Is it Eden? Is it the first humans ever created? Was it their sin that had them banned from Eden? Those are all facts that go along with them. They are all true. What if I were to ask you about their children? What names come to mind?

Was your answer Cain and Abel? We all know what happened to those two brothers. Cain killed Abel and was banished by God. The “bad” son killed the “good” son. But, that’s not the end of the story for Adam and Eve. They had other children. One of them is named in Genesis. His name was Seth.

We never talk about Seth. His older brothers are part of a story that’s worthy of the tabloids, but not Seth. There’s no drama in his story, but it’s very important. Here’s why; Seth grew up and had a son of his own. His name was Enosh.

After Enosh was born, the Bible says. “At that time people first began to worship the Lord by name.” Genesis 4:26

This is the Bible’s first recorded prayer. They worshiped the Lord by name. Adam was 130 years old when Seth was born. Seth was 105 years old when Enosh was born. It took a couple of hundred years before they worshiped the Lord by name, but when they did, beautiful things came out of it.

Out of Seth’s lineage came Enoch. He was seven generations from Adam. “Enoch walked with God for 300 years…. Altogether , Enoch lived 365 years. Enoch walked with God; then he was no more, because God took him away.” Genesis 5:22-24

The seventh generation from Adam through Cain, produced pure evil. The children from Cain’s lineage professed no need for God. They were completely independent and bent on destruction.

What an interesting contrast. One brother became a worshiper of God. In fact, one of his descendants became so close to God, that he didn’t even die. God just took him to heaven. The only other time we see that is with Elijah.

Cain’s descendants on the other hand, saw no need for God and reaped the benefits with a chaotic and violent existence.

So what does all this story mean for us? For one thing, God gives second chances. He gave Adam and Eve more children after they lost their first two. He also gave Cain a second chance. He didn’t kill him for what he did to his brother Abel. But, God also gives us free will. We are  not forced to love Him, worship Him, or obey Him. The choice is ours, just as it was Cain’s and Seth’s. Cain continued on a road of disastrous choices which lead to generations who came after him who did the same.

But, Seth’s son, Enosh, made good choices, such good choices, he didn’t even die, God just took him home. As parents and grandparents, we too, have the opportunity to make a huge contribution to the future of our descendants and that’s by teaching our children and grandchildren to love God. The stories of Seth and Cain illustrate what a ripple effect that sharing our faith can have for hundreds of years into the future.

Because, guess who else came from the line of Seth? Noah. Yes, the Noah who was the one man who found favor in the eyes of the Lord, so much so that He used him to spare some of humanity from the flood.

What we teach our kids today about God, matters. Let’s be shining examples of the love of God for the kids in our lives whether they are related to us or not. According to Genesis, it can make all of the difference.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

Age Matters

Research shows if we want our kids' faith to stick after they leave home, they need to be exposed and connected to Christians of all ages.
Research shows if we want our kids’ faith to stick after they leave home, they need to be exposed and connected to Christians of all ages.

We are surrounded by a “youth is awesome,” culture. We are all supposed to look and act at least ten years younger than we are and there are all kinds of products and procedures out there to help us achieve perpetual youth in our appearance. Looking and acting younger has become a bit of a cultural obsession.

Statistics show that 40% to 50% of  teens raised in Christian homes who regularly attend church, will leave their faith behind during college, even those kids who were really active in huge youth groups. However, a youth pastor recently told me about research that shows that the ones who stay true to their faith had strong relationships with church members of all ages. It’s called Sticky Faith and you can read about it here if you are interested.

http://fulleryouthinstitute.org/sticky-faith/press-release

I can’t say that I really find that so surprising. In our quest to build youth groups and Sunday School classes with hundreds of  kids who gather regularly for fun and fellowship, they are missing out on relationship with older members of the faith. Hey, wait a minute, is the research stating that older church members have something valuable to contribute to our children’s faith walk? Yes. That’s exactly what the research says.

Come to think of it, the Bible says that too. Job 12:12 says, “Wisdom belongs to the aged and understanding to the old.” Psalm 92:14 says, “Even in old age they will still produce fruit; they will remain vital and green. By the way, Psalms and Job both belong to the Books of Wisdom in the Old Testament, just one more point to ponder.

So what does this all mean? Should we do away with large and vibrant youth groups? Of course we shouldn’t. Fellowship with other young Christians is important. But, there’s a certain amount of wisdom that can really only be attained by living. When we live year after year, we make mistakes. We learn about redemption. We experience true grace. Is it really possible for college students or other teens to have the wisdom that someone over forty has? Maybe the better question is, “Is it probable?”

Everyone’s faith walk is unique and everyone who is on that walk has something unique to share. Those who have been on it longer really have the opportunity to share and mentor those who are newer. I believe that’s what God wants for us in Christian community. I believe that’s what God wants for us and our children in church.

So how can we be a part of the, “Sticky Faith,” principle? For one thing, we can encourage our kids to develop relationships with older Christians. Then, we as older Christians, can seek out opportunities to develop relationships with the children and youth in our churches. Even though we may have raised our own long ago, as more experienced Christians, we still have a part to play in the spiritual growth of the kids of all ages in our church. As long as we are alive and breathing, God isn’t done with us yet.

Turns out that older is sometimes better. But, we already knew that; didn’t we?

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

Zacchaeus-The Bigger Story

Thankfully, we don't have to climb a tree to see Jesus.
Thankfully, we don’t have to climb a tree to see Jesus.

I participate in an online Bible study that had me reading the Zacchaeus story found in Luke 19. Are you humming the wee little man song that you learned in Sunday School? If so, give a quick prayer of thanks to the teacher who took the time to teach it to you. I’m thankful for Anne Brooks for teaching me the song and the story. It has always stuck with me. As I’ve said before, it’s about planting seeds.

The Bible study I am participating in is focusing on hospitality, but as I read the story, something completely different jumped out at me. That of course, is the beautiful mystery of the Bible. It speaks to every one of us a little differently.

Zacchaeus was one of those dreaded tax collectors and not only was he a tax collector, he was  a chief tax collector. He had become filthy rich from cheating fellow Jews, definitely not a very noble way to make a living. He likely had other tax collectors under him who he encouraged to do the same. He was not a good guy.

The text tells us that Jesus was coming through town. He must have been surrounded by people because Zacchaeus was trying to get a glimpse of him and was too short to see him. That makes sense. Jesus was healing people left and right. He was constantly surrounded by folks seeking his help.

Zacchaeus’ next move was the first step in changing his destiny forever. He could have thrown up his hands and walked away. No one would have ever been the wiser. He could have continued living his comfortable life cheating others. But, something in his heart, convicted him to climb a tree to see Jesus.

Think about that for a minute. This guy was a major fat cat. I kind of picture one of those television lawyers, those “Have you been in an accident?” guys. He willingly climbed a tree. He had to have looked kind of silly, a grown man, a wealthy man, a likely hated man, climbing a tree. Yet, he did. We don’t get an internal dialogue, just that he ran ahead and climbed a tree. He ran and climbed. This man was clearly eager. He didn’t even know for what. He just wanted to see Jesus, not touch him or talk to him, just to see him.

But, that tiny bit of curiosity, that tiny bit of seeking something different, was enough. Jesus came by and called him by name. Jesus noticed him. Zacchaeus took the first step and it was enough. Of course, Jesus wanted no part of people watching him from afar. Nope, he wanted face-to-face, personal contact and he told Zacchaeus to come down from that tree because he wanted to be a guest in his home.

Tongues went to wagging. There was disapproval from the crowd that Jesus would keep company with such lowlife. But, then Jesus never sought human approval, something we could all learn from him.

The entire incident lead to Zacchaeus changing his life forever. A personal encounter with Jesus has a way of doing that. It didn’t matter where Zacchaeus had been or what he had done. What mattered was his heart’s desire for something different. He found salvation that day just because he was willing to seek. It was just that easy.

I still love the song, but the adult story of grace and redemption involved in this Jesus encounter is just too good not to share. All we have to do is seek to know just a little bit of Jesus and that can compel us to change our focus and our destiny forever. It’s awe-inspiring stuff.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂