Perishable Things

While bread is perishable, haven't we made just about everything else in our lives perishable too?
While bread is perishable, haven’t we made just about everything else in our lives perishable too?

I just read through John, chapter six for an online Bible study I’m participating in for the next few weeks. I conducted a study on John last year for Lent, so I always find it really interesting to re-read any part of the Bible that I have read carefully before, because I always find myself focusing on something entirely different each time I read it. I highly recommend trying this approach.

Read a chapter of one of the Gospels and take notes. Wait six months and read it again. You will likely come away with something entirely different the second time around. The Bible is a living, breathing document, like the Mona Lisa’ eyes, it meets you wherever you are.

Today, the verse that really jumped out at me was 26. Jesus has just fed the multitudes with the fish and loaves of bread. The crowd tracked him down the next day because they wanted more food. They wanted to see him do it again.

Jesus immediately calls them out. He’s really good about doing that. He was never concerned about political correctness. He always called an ace and ace and a spade a spade. He told them that they only sought him because he physically fed them. Then he said, “But don’t be so concerned with perishable things like food. Spend your energy seeking the eternal life that the Son of Man can give you. For God the Father has given me the seal of his approval.” John 6:27 NLT

The word perishable jumped out at me. Jesus was talking about food. The word perishable means liable to spoil or decay. In other words something that rots quickly.

But, in today’s world, aren’t most things perishable? The clothes we purchase this season will be out of style next season and we can’t (or won’t) wear them. The brand new iPhone will be “unusable” to many people this time next year because it’s not the newest thing going. While these things aren’t physically perishable like food, as a society, haven’t we made them perishable?

Our craving and addiction to everything new and shiny has made most of our stuff perishable. We have even made relationships perishable by only focusing on surface things and when we dig deeper and a little time goes by and the going gets a little rough, we bail, making one more situation in our lives perishable.

For the majority of us in this country, perishable food isn’t a huge concern and I don’t want to in any way diminish those who are going without the basic necessities of life, like food. But, for the rest of us, perhaps we should really give Jesus’ words some thought and stop spending our energy on accumulating more stuff that we won’t even want in a year and focus on appreciating what we have and thanking God for providing it as we seek a closer walk with Jesus.

Perhaps we should reevaluate relationships that we are considering throwing away. Relationships shouldn’t be perishable, but it takes work to keep them fresh and vibrant.

Most importantly, we should seek more of Jesus who gives us eternal life. Is there anything really more important to pursue? What will you spend your energy on today?

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

Living in Faith Not Fear

What if we chose to live in faith and not fear? What would our lives look like?
What if we chose to live in faith and not fear? What would our lives look like?

We often talk about what we believe. Many of us who are Christians try valiantly to live like Jesus’ example. We try to read the Bible regularly and we try to live in faith and not fear. I came across a story last week that I just had to share. A ninety-two year old woman named Pauline Jacobi, is a shining example for us all. She says she reads her Bible everyday and her faith keeps her going.

She lives in Dyersberg, Tennessee. She had just finished buying groceries at Wal-Mart and got into her car. A man got in the passenger seat and told her he had a gun and to give him all of her money. What would you have done?

She told him no, not once, but three times. She told him if he killed her, she was going to heaven and he was going to hell. She told him Jesus went everywhere she went and he was in the car with her. The surprised man looked around. Tears began to roll down his face. She ministered to him for ten minutes.

He told her he thought he would go home and pray that night. She told him he didn’t have to wait until that night, he could pray anytime. She gave him the money she had, $10.00 and then told him he had better not spend it on whiskey. Can you believe this woman?

He leaned over and kissed her on the cheek and then he left. I have included the link if you would like to see it.

 

I read a blog last week that spoke of living without fear, in fact, her goal this year, was “A year with no fear.” This really appeals to me, especially since I have been reading through the Christmas story where we have three different angelic messages telling various people, “Do not be afraid.”

Pauline Jacobi was living the words that she reads daily in her Bible. I feel like I would be scared out of my mind if an armed man jumped into my car. I probably would have just handed him my entire wallet, even though I rarely carry cash, but this woman didn’t skip a beat. She relied completely on her faith, not on her flesh.

She told him no and witnessed to him. Then, she gave him her money. Can you imagine? I would have probably honked the horn with all of my might when he got out. But, she turned to Jesus for strength and then became the face of Jesus for this lost man.

When she did, not only did Jesus protect her, he gave her the ability to help save a lost soul. How differently could things have gone if she would have chosen another way. What if she gave him the money and said nothing? Would he have robbed someone else? Would he have been caught and gone to jail?

We will never know. But, Pauline Jacobi is living out her faith in a manner we should all strive for. She’s living in faith, not fear and she’s leaning on Jesus when life goes horribly wrong. Maybe we should all pray for faith like hers and the courage to act accordingly. What do you think?

Have an awesome day!

Wendy

Fresh Starts

When we involve God in our new beginnings, the sky is the limit.
When we involve God in our new beginnings, the sky is the limit.

Today is the first day of the first entire week of the New Year. 2015 is off and running. People make dozens of resolutions and break them just as quickly. We humans love the idea of changing certain aspects about ourselves or our situations, but the wanting and doing often don’t connect.

God knew this about us, so He sent us help. He became one of us. The Book of John tells us that, “the Word was with God and the Word was God.” John 1:1 It goes onto say, “So the Word became human and made his home among us. He was full of unfailing love and faithfulness. And we have seen his glory, the glory of the Father’s one and only Son.” John 1:14

Through Jesus, God became one of us. That act changed everything. God always knew the human heart and our tendencies, but with Jesus, He became like us. There’s a huge difference between understanding how someone feels and knowing how someone feels, because we have been there. Jesus bridged the gap.

In Jesus’ time of deep agony, before he was arrested, when he was struggling with his will versus his Father’s, he told his disciples, “Keep watch and pray, so that you will not give in to temptation. For the spirit is willing, but the body is weak.” Matthew 26:41

Don’t miss this because these are some seriously wise words concerning the nature of humanity. We are often willing to do things to change ourselves, our circumstance or our world. The spirit is willing, but the body is weak. How many times have we promised ourselves we will start exercising or eating better? How many times have we promised ourselves that this will be the year we will read our Bible? How many times have we said that this will be our year? How often do we fail?

Perhaps we fail because we depend on ourselves, our own flesh, to succeed in our quests. Perhaps, if we take Jesus’ advice and, “keep watch and pray,” we will succeed in our endeavors. Maybe we should be praying about everything we try to begin, instead of just some things that we deem important.

And as far as keeping watch, it’s awfully easy to tune out these days. We have a dozen forms of entertainment at our fingertips and tuning out is the norm. Even when we exercise, we blare music to distract ourselves, but what if we were to keep watch as we pray and as we exercise or drive our cars? Would our results be different?

On New Year’s Eve, I took a walk. I had been downright lazy over my kids’ break from school and I felt like a slug. The day was crisp and gorgeous. As I walked, I thanked God for the day. I thanked Him for a good year and I asked for guidance going into the next. I prayed that He would show me His will and help me to follow it. As I turned around to head back up the street, I saw the most gorgeous rainbow right above my head. It was very unexpected because of the position and because the sky was so clear.

I was so stunned that I pointed it out to a neighbor pulling out of her driveway. She had to stick her head our of her car to see it, but she thought it was beautiful and kind of odd as well. We talked a few minutes and it was gone as quickly as it appeared.

I marveled as I walked, but I knew in my heart, where it had come from. Let’s make some changes that matter this year. Let’s begin by covering them in prayer and keeping watch for God. I have a feeling we will have fabulous results. Who’s with me?

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

Seeking and Providing Hope During Advent

As we enter Advent, let's look for hope in the world around us and let's share it.
As we enter Advent, let’s look for hope in the world around us and let’s share hope.

Yesterday was the first Sunday in Advent. Advent will continue to be observed until Christmas Eve. We are waiting expectantly and preparing for the arrival of Jesus. Every Sunday, we light a candle in the Advent Wreath and each candle represents something different. Yesterday’s candle represented hope.

I love to talk about and think about hope. In a dark world, hope is a glimmer of light that shows up in the most unexpected places. Our country has been shaken over the past week, by riots in Ferguson, Missouri and around the rest of the country. We’ve seen lots of ugly pictures. We’ve seen some of the worst behavior that humanity has to offer. We’ve witnessed a lot of anger and hate.

But, we’ve also witnessed some glimmers of hope. There was a gas station in Ferguson that was guarded by several very large, armed, African-American men. The owner was white. Why would these men guard the store of a white man during all the rioting and looting? Did he pay them? Nope. Apparently, over the years, the owner had helped out quite a few people in the neighborhood by giving them jobs, when times were tough. They were thankful. They stood guard and kept his business safe, while many others were burned. The owner showed kindness to strangers. The strangers in turn, helped the owner, when he found himself in desperate need. Hope.

There was another story all the way in Portland, Oregon. A protest was going on and a twelve- year- old, African-American boy, named Devonte stood, with tears streaming down his face, holding a sign that simply read, “Free Hugs.” A twenty-year-old photographer, who was taking photos saw the boy and the sign and felt like it was something special and took some photos of him. He turned away to take some other shots and when he turned back, there was a police officer, Sgt. Bret Barnum, hugging the child.

The story goes that the officer saw the sign and approached Devonte and they talked for a little while about life and school. After the conversation, officer Barnum asked Devonte if he could have one of those hugs. Devonte obliged and the photographer snapped a photo. After it was published, it was shared over 150,000 times on Facebook within hours.

The photographer, Johnny Nguyen, said he felt like it was a photo the world wanted to see. He went on to say that, “He felt like everyone was clamoring for hope in the face of the violence.” He was right. I have included a link if you haven’t seen the photo. Hope.

http://wtvr.com/2014/11/29/cop-hugs-boy-holding-free-hugs-sign-at-ferguson-rally/

Even though circumstances can be very bleak and dark, hope has a way of turning up, if we dare to look for it. Advent is the perfect time to look for hope in the world around us and to share hope. We are celebrating the fact that God loved us enough to become one of us to give us hope. As we travel through the next month to Christmas, I would like to invite you and challenge you to actively look for hope and share it when you find it. Share it with family, friends, neighbors or even strangers. Share it on Facebook. Instead of all of the negative publicity and politics and even jokes that we so willingly share, let’s actively share stories of hope and redemption.

Let’s share the real story of Christmas with the world around us. Who’s with me?

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

 

Black Friday Reflections

We have the option to be at peace, no matter the circumstances. Let's choose that option today.
We have the option to be at peace, no matter the circumstances. Let’s choose that option today.

Today is known as Black Friday. Yesterday, we basked in thankfulness and family. We may have enjoyed a beautiful meal with friends. But, today, we will risk life and limb to be the first in line for the door buster deal. Black Friday is the official beginning of the holiday shopping season for many retailers. Once the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day parade concludes with Santa at the end, it’s off to the races.

Many retailers even decided to open on Thanksgiving Day, which I personally think is terrible. I think everyone should have the opportunity to have a day off and enjoy their family. There are twenty larger retailers who have taken a stand and refused to open on Thanksgiving Day. I have included a link to the list. But, some of them are TJ Maxx, Sam’s, Costco, Home Depot, Publix, and Dillards. I would like to encourage you to spend some of your Christmas shopping dollars at these stores. Let’s reward them for taking a stand for family.

http://mentalfloss.com/article/59725/20-stores-refuse-open-thanksgiving

On another note, if you decide to brave the madness today, I would like to encourage you to say a prayer before you leave your home. Those fruits of the Spirit come in very handy on a day like this, peace, patience and kindness top the list. Pray that the Holy Spirit will prompt you to extend some grace to those who do not extend grace to you. We all have the option to choose peace over pushing and shoving.

Let’s try to remember that some of those people out shopping really need that deal. They may be desperately trying to provide for their own family and living from pay check to pay check. They may have absolutely no extra money for Christmas presents, yet they still want to provide gifts for their children. Let’s try to extend some grace and remember that we have no idea what circumstances have brought each person out today.

Let’s try to remember to extend some grace to the sales people who are working. Many have been up most of the night. Many had to leave their own families at home to come and assist aggressive, unappreciative crowds. Let’s try to offer some kindness to these people, even if we may find them less than helpful. We have no idea what they have endured on this crazy day.

As Christians, let’s take the opportunity to be the face of Jesus today. Let’s be at peace. Let’s extend kindness. Most of all, as we search for that awesome deal, let’s remember the true reason for the season, when God became man to save us all to come and live with Him in eternity. In light of that huge sacrifice, let’s try to remember who we are today and what we stand for.

Y’all have fun and be careful!

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

 

The Spirituality of Slowing Down

Spending any amount of time in Creation makes it difficult not to be thankful to the One who crated it.
Spending any amount of time in Creation makes it difficult not give thanks to the One who created it.

Sunday  was a yucky day here by all accounts. It rained all day long. It was cold and dreary and there were even some tornadoes in the area. Monday started off dreary as well. But, then suddenly, the clouds parted and the sun came out and it was beautiful. I felt drawn to go and take a walk, which is a good thing because I hadn’t done cardio in over a week.

I’m definitely a walker, not a runner. I run between mailboxes to get my heart rate up, but I walk more than run. My exercise time has become as much a spiritual time for me as physical. I pray when I walk as I bask in God’s Creation. It’s very difficult not to be thankful when I feel the warm sun on my face or a cool breeze when I’m hot, or when I see the leaves changing colors and birds searching for worms on the ground. Creation always makes me thankful and it leaves me in awe.

If I were to run instead of walk, I would miss it. If I were to listen to music in my ipod, I would miss it. My hubby has one of those Fitbits. It counts his steps and tells him how quickly he ran a mile. People take to Facebook and record their times. There are even apps where people can compete with each other on how fast they ran and how much ground they covered. I can’t imagine why.

We love to compete. It seems to be somehow wired within us. We can’t exercise for pleasure. There has to be a winner. But, I don’t think that’s God’s way. I think we are supposed to stay fit. Our bodies are a temple. I think friendly competition is no big deal and running races for fun is fine. But, if every time we leave our house to exercise, we are trying to beat our last time or someone else’s doing that activity, I think we may have missed an opportunity to worship.

We are busy people. I often hear people say they don’t have time to read the Bible or they don’t have time to pray or to exercise. But, there is a way to combine some of those things. I feel like whenever we are outside, it’s a perfect time to talk to God and to listen for His voice. Maybe if we aren’t in such a rush, we may learn something or see Him in an unexpected way.

While I was walking on Monday, my neighbor from across the street, pulled over and chatted with me for a few minutes about Thanksgiving. Every conversation with her is a blessing. She is a light to me and my family. After the brief stop, she wished me a Happy Thanksgiving and drove away. She might not have stopped if I had been running. I’m glad she did.

When we slow down a little, not only do we see and hear things we might have missed otherwise, but we encourage others to seek us out and share. We encourage interaction and contact. We get the opportunity to let our light shine and allow others to shine theirs.

As this season gets ready to really get cranked up into turbo speed, I think it my be worth it to intentionally take some time to slow down. We may be surprised at what we learn.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy  🙂

 

A Matter of the Heart

If we strive to be like Jesus and keep him in the heart of all we do, then we will always be on the righteous side.
If we strive to be like Jesus and keep him in the heart of all we do, then we will always be on the righteous side.

Yesterday, my pastor preached a sermon on Matthew 25:31-46. It was about Judgement Day. Most of us don’t like to think about that day too much. It makes us nervous like a visit to the principal’s office, whether we did anything wrong or not. It’s kind of like when I’m driving down the road and I see a police car in my rear view mirror. I know I’m not speeding or doing anything against the law, yet still I panic a little.

Just the term, Judgement Day, makes us squirm a bit, or at least it does for me. This particular parable is the one where the King separates the sheep and the goats. The sheep are the righteous ones and he tells them, “For I was hungry, and you fed me. I was thirsty, and you gave me something to drink. I was a stranger, and you invited me into your home. I was naked, and you gave me clothing. I was sick, and you cared for me. I was in prison, and you visited me.” Matthew 25: 35-36 The goats don’t fare so well.

I’ve read this parable many times before. But, what the pastor said next, really caught my attention. He said that the key word here comes in the next verses, and that word is, “when.” The righteous ones don’t even remember doing all of these things and why not? Are they suddenly struck with some type of dementia? Nope. Doing these things has become part of their character, part of who they are.

When we do good things for others as part of a check list, it doesn’t count. You know like, there’s a yearly can drive, I’ll give cans, check. It’s Christmas time and I really should contribute a toy to some needy child, check. Doing those things are good, of course. But, why do we do them? Do we do them because it’s a particular time of the year? Do we do them because we are supposed to?

The pastor went on to say that as we walk with Jesus, we become more like him. When we become more like him we just naturally do things like he would. We help others in need, whatever the need, physical or spiritual, just because that’s who we are, who we have become. Helping and loving others, becomes second nature to us, so much so, that if we were to be asked when we did things like feeding the hungry and tending the sick, we would ask when, because we do it all of the time.

What a concept. The whole point of accepting Jesus, is to become more like him. If we strive, daily to be more like him, then we will have nothing to fear. We are the righteous in the parable. But, I believe the key here is the heart. If we have a pure heart in our quest to serve others, a heart that has Jesus in it, then we will always be on the righteous side and I find that very comforting. How about you?

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 🙂