BE MINDFUL

So then, as occasion and opportunity open up to us, let us do good [morally] to all people [not only being useful or profitable to them, but also doing what is for their spiritual good and advantage]. Be mindful to be a blessing, especially to those of the household of faith [those who belong to God’s family with you, the believers]. [Galatians 6:10b (AMPC)]

peacock“Be mindful to be a blessing…” After reading Paul’s words as translated in the Classic Amplified Bible, I thought of a comic I recently saw in the newspaper. (Oddly, I get lots of inspiration from the comics and I’m not sure what that says about my intellect.) Nevertheless, in “Nancy,” written by Guy Gilchrist, it’s Nancy who is reading the comics page. The speech balloon says, “Today’s Motivation: Let your presence be a gift to all you meet!” The next panel shows her walking down the street. Instead of her typical hair ribbon, she is wearing an enormous bow and a gift tag that says, “To you!”

Although the Amplified version speaks of being “mindful to be a blessing”, most other translations of Galatians 6:10 say to help or do good when the opportunity arises. Being mindful implies a conscious and deliberate action—an effort to discover or even create those opportunities. Nancy’s attempt to make her presence a present seems the perfect example of Paul’s words. We certainly don’t need to decorate ourselves or wear ribbons and gift tags, but we do need to thoughtfully set out to be a blessing each and every day. Of course, we should seize every opportunity there is to do good but, perhaps, we should make more of an effort to initiate ways of being a blessing to others.

Father, keep us mindful of ways in which we can truly be a blessing to everyone we encounter today. Make us alert to ways that our demeanor, words, and actions can lighten people’s burdens, bring joy to their hearts and put smiles on their faces. May our presence never be a source of strife, irritation or annoyance—rather, let it always be a gift and a blessing.

Let no foul or polluting language, nor evil word nor unwholesome or worthless talk [ever] come out of your mouth, but only such [speech] as is good and beneficial to the spiritual progress of others, as is fitting to the need and the occasion, that it may be a blessing and give grace (God’s favor) to those who hear it. [Ephesians 4:29 (AMPC)]

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STAMP OF APPROVAL

What sorrow awaits those who argue with their Creator. Does a clay pot argue with its maker? Does the clay dispute with the one who shapes it, saying, “Stop, you’re doing it wrong!” Does the pot exclaim, “How clumsy can you be?” How terrible it would be if a newborn baby said to its father, “Why was I born?” or if it said to its mother, “Why did you make me this way?” [Isaiah 45:9-12 (NLT)]

feet -ints 2awebWriting about my granddaughter yesterday made me think about birth defects. In actuality, all of us have what could be called birth defects—it’s just that some are more obvious than others. While all of God’s children have defects, none are defective. I consider a young man at our Florida church. Cerebral palsy keeps him strapped into a wheel chair and his physical limitations are immense. There is, however, nothing defective about this bright young man. I ponder the enthusiastic grocery worker with Down’s syndrome. She may have an extra chromosome, but there is nothing defective about her. I think of a fellow at church who has no ears. He may be deaf but there is nothing defective about him, nor is there anything defective about a friend’s grand born with only a partial arm and hand or my grand, with her heart defects and learning issues. They are all marvelously made—different from others, but no less wonderful.

Have you ever given any thought to how you were made? From biology 101, we know that a sperm and an egg met. That egg, however, was one of about 1 million your mom had at birth, one of some 300,000 she had at puberty, and one of the 300 to 400 eggs that she’d ever ovulate. So on your mom’s side, you were one in a million. As to that tiny sperm that won the race to the egg—there were about 150 million (or more) other sperm that could have fertilized it if they’d been stronger swimmers. If your conception had occurred in another month, it would have been a totally different egg and another one of 150 million or more sperm and you wouldn’t be you—you’d be someone entirely different! Apparently, the odds of you existing as you are about one in 400 trillion…and I don’t think that takes in the probability of your parents ever meeting let alone loving one another enough to make a baby! There is nothing haphazard about the way we got put together. We are, indeed, marvelously made.

I had a friend who called her son “Oops!” because he wasn’t planned. My mother-in-law responded that in her day, before effective birth control, most babies were “Oops!” While pregnancies may not be planned, there is nothing accidental about the way we are made. When I was little, I asked my mother why I had a belly button. She told me that babies were assembled in heaven and, as they moved along the assembly line, God inspected them before sending them to their earthly mothers. After carefully looking over each baby, He gave a poke to its tummy and said “You’re perfect!” Our belly buttons were His stamp of approval. Her explanation, while neither biologically nor theologically correct, reminds me that God makes no mistakes—there are no “oops!” on His heavenly assembly line.

You made all the delicate, inner parts of my body and knit me together in my mother’s womb. Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex! Your workmanship is marvelous—how well I know it. You watched me as I was being formed in utter seclusion, as I was woven together in the dark of the womb. 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. [Psalm 139:13-16 (NLT)]

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WISDOM TO KNOW THE DIFFERENCE

The Lord will give [unyielding and impenetrable] strength to His people; The Lord will bless His people with peace. [Psalm 29:11 (AMP)]

Wiggens pass sunsetI have a small wooden box on my desk—my “God box.” It’s where I literally give my concerns to God; right now there are three items in it. The first is a photograph of a little girl. It is my grand, a sweet child with three congenital heart defects—none of which is going to disappear and all of which promise more trouble in the future. She also has learning issues—none of which will dissipate and all of which will cause more difficulty as she progresses into higher grades. The second item is a medallion from a sobriety program. It represents several people I love who have battled alcoholism or addiction—a battle they will continue to fight daily for the rest of their lives. The third item is a laminated card on which is written Reinhold Niebuhr’s Serenity Prayer. That one is for me.

I tend to be a fixer and once believed that, if I prayed hard enough and searched long enough, there was a solution for every problem. Surely, if something was wrong, it could be corrected. I’ve now accepted that not everything is fixable. There is no way anyone can fix my grand. Granted, she regularly works with a tutor, has an excellent cardiologist, and will be having more surgery. Her problems can be helped but they won’t disappear. My prayer for her is no longer one of miraculous healing; it is one of thanks and praise for a one-of-a-kind child. It’s not a prayer for change but rather a prayer for a joy-filled life and success within her limitations. As to the sobriety of those I love, their problem has never been mine to fix—their sobriety is their task, not mine. My prayers for them are for success in their challenging daily journey. As to the Serenity Prayer, that’s my challenge—to have strength enough to repair that which can be corrected, peace enough to accept that which can’t be altered, and wisdom enough to know and accept the difference. God never promised life would be easy; He did, however, promise His peace.

Thinking that every difficulty has a solution, we give God our problems (and the problems of others) and ask Him to solve them. Not everything that is broken will be repaired, not every disease will be cured, not every puzzle will be solved and not every problem can be resolved, nor are they even meant to be. Not everyone in Israel was healed as Jesus walked the streets and the “thorn” in Paul’s flesh never left him. Some situations are unfixable and must be accepted. As Niebuhr did in his prayer, we must pray for the wisdom to know the difference between what can be changed and what can’t. Then, of course, we need to pray for peace, acceptance and coping skills. Instead of fixing the problem, we need God to fix us.

God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change; courage to change the things I can; and wisdom to know the difference. Living one day at a time; enjoying one moment at a time; accepting hardships as the pathway to peace; taking, as He did, this sinful world as it is, not as I would have it; trusting that He will make all things right if I surrender to His Will; that I may be reasonably happy in this life and supremely happy with Him forever in the next. Amen.

Peace I leave with you; My [perfect] peace I give to you; not as the world gives do I give to you. Do not let your heart be troubled, nor let it be afraid. [Let My perfect peace calm you in every circumstance and give you courage and strength for every challenge.] [John 14:27 (AMP)]

Now may the Lord of peace Himself grant you His peace at all times and in every way [that peace and spiritual well-being that comes to those who walk with Him, regardless of life’s circumstances]. The Lord be with you all. [2 Thessalonians 3:16 (AMP)]

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THE TIE THAT BINDS

Make every effort to keep yourselves united in the Spirit, binding yourselves together with peace. For there is one body and one Spirit, just as you have been called to one glorious hope for the future. There is one Lord, one faith, one baptism, one God and Father of all, who is over all, in all, and living through all. [Ephesians 4:3-6 (NLT)]

columbineBack in 1765, Dr. John Fawcett became the pastor of a small church in Wainsgate, England. Although his congregation of farmers and shepherds paid him a modest salary and donated wool and potatoes to them, the growing Fawcett family struggled to make ends meet. When a prestigious London church extended a call to him, Fawcett accepted and preached his farewell sermon. The family’s belongings were loaded on their wagon when parishioners gathered around him and begged him to stay. When his wife cried, “Oh John, John, I cannot bear this,” the pastor agreed. He ordered the wagon unloaded and remained at that parish for 54 years. Tradition has it that Fawcett wrote the words to “Blest be the Tie” in commemoration of that day.

I thought of that old hymn as we packed up our car last month. Having sold our Colorado house, we were departing from our beloved mountain town. It has been our winter home for more than twenty-five years and we’ll miss the skiing and snowshoeing, the après ski fun, our revolving door of visiting friends and family, the bluebird skies and knee-deep powder, meeting people on the gondola, treks through the snowy woods, the winter carnival and torchlight parades, and the juxtaposition of cowboys, skiers, ranchers, snowboarders, tourists, locals, mountain bikers, fishermen, ski racers and rodeo riders that made our town so unique.

We shed no tears when bidding farewell to our house, skis, snowshoes, parkas and other gear. We did, however, shed tears at leaving our Colorado friends and the friendships that grew, not from a love of the mountains but from our mutual love of God. Caretakers we inherited from our home’s previous owner became our first town friends and their faith through the years was inspiring. A hairstylist with spiked purple hair guided us to friendships in a youth ministry and that SK8 church ministry led to even more friendships with people of faith. A sign on the bus led us to a church that offered much more than an opportunity to worship and hear the word of God—it offered fellowship and friendship with other believers and we became part of a family of followers. A friend introduced me to a women’s ministry which now connects me to twelve other Christian women writers. There is a tie that binds us all together that has nothing to do with snow reports, mountain conditions, or hiking trails—it has to do with our shared love of Jesus and faith in God.

Unlike Pastor Fawcett, we couldn’t change our minds and unload our car at the last minute. A new family has moved into our home and new memories will be made there. Unlike him, I’ve not written a hymn to commemorate our departure. I will, however, share his words and thank God for the tie of love that binds us together with our brothers and sisters in Christ.

Blest be the tie that binds Our hearts in Christian love;
The fellowship of kindred minds Is like to that above. …
We share each other’s woes, Our mutual burdens bear;
And often for each other flows The sympathizing tear.
When we asunder part, It gives us inward pain;
But we shall still be joined in heart, And hope to meet again. …
From sorrow, toil and pain, And sin, we shall be free,
And perfect love and friendship reign Through all eternity. [John Fawcett]

Above all, clothe yourselves with love, which binds us all together in perfect harmony. And let the peace that comes from Christ rule in your hearts. For as members of one body you are called to live in peace. And always be thankful. Let the message about Christ, in all its richness, fill your lives. Teach and counsel each other with all the wisdom he gives. Sing psalms and hymns and spiritual songs to God with thankful hearts. [Colossians 3:14-16 (NLT)]

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FILLED WITH JOY

Light shines on the godly, and joy on those whose hearts are right. [Psalm 97:11 (NLT)]

I will be filled with joy because of you. I will sing praises to your name, O Most High. [Psalm 9:2 (NLT)]

CLOWNSWhat makes us happy? Could it be a phone call from a good friend? Is it when we’ve made a profit in the stock market or received a large commission check? Are we pleased when our checkbook balances on the first attempt or when the accountant informs us that a large tax refund will be in the mail? Are we happy when someone sends us flowers or our child brings home a good report card? Does finding the ideal gift for our spouse’s birthday or receiving the perfect gift for ours give us happiness? Would we be happier if we could enjoy two weeks at a luxury resort or had a state-of-the-art home theatre or gourmet kitchen?

Happiness tends to depend on external circumstances. Joy, however, is something we can have regardless of what is occurring around us. We are made happy by something that happens to us. In contrast, we are filled with joy by something that happens in us: God’s love.

We’ve all known people who almost radiate with joy. They seem to light up a room when they enter it. When we analyze their lives, however, we often find situations that would surely bring us unhappiness. Their family might be in debt, the husband may be unemployed, or a child might be developmentally disabled. They may have a chronic illness or be in physical pain. In spite of their troubles, however, these people seem incredibly blessed—they’re so much at peace and so full of joy. Why? Because, true joy is not dependent on circumstances. It comes from a steady relationship with God. Whenever I get to know people who sparkle with joy, I discover that they are radiating the joy that comes from a relationship with God. When our lives are linked with God, they will be filled with joy, no matter what our condition may be.

Our God is so wonderfully good, and lovely, and blessed in every way that the mere fact of belonging to him is enough for an untellable fullness of joy! [Hannah Whitall Smith]

Don’t be dejected and sad, for the joy of the Lord is your strength! [Nehemiah 8:10b (NLT)]

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GOING UPHILL

No trial has overtaken you that is not faced by others. And God is faithful: He will not let you be tried beyond what you are able to bear, but with the trial will also provide a way out so that you may be able to endure it. [1 Corinthians 10:13 (NET)]

sign to Rothorn in BrienzFrom today’s verse, you might think I’m going to say that God will never give us more than we can bear. That Christianese sentiment, however, comes from 1 Corinthians 10 and is about temptation, not difficulties and afflictions. The belief that God will never give us any burden or challenge we can’t bear puts the emphasis on us and our strength rather than where it should be—on God and His power! In 2 Corinthians, Paul wrote of being so burdened beyond his strength that he despaired of even living. Clearly, there will be times in our lives when we will be given far more than we can possibly bear by ourselves.

Florida is pretty much flat as a pancake and my husband and I can hike and bike long distances with little or no effort. We thought we were nearly invincible until we returned to the rolling hills of the Midwest and the mountain trails of our beloved Rockies. As I trudged up my first steep hill, I was sure God made it longer and higher in my absence; all I wanted was for someone to carry me!

Although I’ve been working on getting stronger since returning north, God’s spiritual training is quite different from physical training. Unlike a cross-country coach, God doesn’t train us on steeper and steeper hills so we can eventually run up them without needing to stop and catch our breath. He keeps challenging us with uphill climbs so that we learn to trust Him to raise us up. We’re not supposed to be lifting the heavy weight of life’s burdens; that’s God’s job. When we encounter the steep grades, he doesn’t expect us to climb them by ourselves; he wants us to learn to let Him empower us. Our faith isn’t demonstrated by how strong we are but by how readily we recognize that we’re too weak to ascend life’s hills and peaks by ourselves. Our faith is revealed by our willingness to trust God enough to let Him bear our burdens, lift us over the barriers, and get us up the mountains.

Without topographical challenges, I’d overestimated my fitness and strength until my first trek from the lake up to our house (100 paces and every one of them uphill) left me exhausted. When we live in a spiritual flatland with no challenges, we tend to overrate our strength as well. Mistakenly, we think we’re strong enough to conquer life’s trials on our own and stop depending on God’s power. He regularly gives us hills, not to get us powerful enough to climb them alone but to have faith enough to give every uphill climb to Him. We’ll then realize that it is our faith, not our strength, that carries and sustains us.

Thank you, God, for the challenges of life, not because they strengthen us enough to go it alone, but because they strengthen our trust and dependence on you.

For we do not want you to be unaware, brothers and sisters, regarding the affliction that happened to us in the province of Asia, that we were burdened excessively, beyond our strength, so that we despaired even of living. Indeed we felt as if the sentence of death had been passed against us, so that we would not trust in ourselves but in God who raises the dead. He delivered us from so great a risk of death, and he will deliver us. We have set our hope on him that he will deliver us yet again. [2 Corinthians 1:8-10 (NET)]

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