Category Archives: Spirit Life

Crash Course


Joseph came from a family line of wealthy livestock herders all the way back to his great-great grandfather, Abraham. How was a sheep herder going to learn the administration skills needed to be second in command to the nation of Egypt? How was he going to go from the pasture to the palace? 

Joseph was favored, handpicked by God for something big and when his jealous brothers threw him into that pit they didn’t realize they were catapulting Joseph into the very thing they hated him for. On the far end of their hatred and jealousy was Joseph’s destiny – one they would eventually bow down to just as Joseph’s dream had revealed.

As a slave in Potiphar’s house and the General Manager of a prison he learned the administration skills he was going to need to bring an entire nation through one of the worst famines ever recorded in the known world at that time. He learned protocol for management: how to handle business with all of its accounting and transactions. He learned how to deal with difficult people, criticism, unfair accusation and temptation.  He also learned about forgiveness, mercy, humility, patience and endurance. Joseph received a crash course in Preparation For Royalty 101. School was in session and the curriculum was difficult!

Are you in a place you find uncomfortable, don’t understand or even despise right now? Would you think about it in a different way today? Maybe this time and place is preparation for the greater thing God has planned up ahead. Don’t waste it! Look around, pay attention, apply yourself to wisdom, learn and grow there and in due time you will be promoted from what you don’t see into the clarity of your task and fulfilling purpose. 

God is working in every difficult situation of your life for your good, so work with Him, not against Him, and be encouraged!

 Then Joseph said to his brothers, “Come close to me.” When they had done so, he said, “I am your brother Joseph, the one you sold into Egypt! And now, do not be distressed and do not be angry with yourselves for selling me here, because it was to save lives that God sent me ahead of you. For two years now there has been famine in the land, and for the next five years there will be no plowing and reaping.But God sent me ahead of you to preserve for you a remnant on earth and to save your lives by a great deliverance. So then, it was not you who sent me here, but God. Genesis 45:4-8

(Read the entire amazing story of Joseph in Genesis 37-50).

Wisdom Is Calling

According to Proverbs eight, Wisdom is personified as a woman who goes into the busy streets of the city calling for those who would seek her. Many destructive voices constantly call mankind away from an upright life but Wisdom, according to the Message Bible, draws us to a life defined by good counsel, common sense, insight and virtue. These qualities are certainly needed in our current generation.

Wisdom’s neighbors are listed as Sanity, Knowledge, Discretion, Wealth, Glory, Honor and a Good Name. She and her companions live at the intersection of Righteous Road and Justice Avenue. The real estate value of this space cannot be estimated! It is priced far above all wealth possible to obtain in a lifetime.

Proverbs also tells us Wisdom begins with fearing the Lord (Proverbs 9:10; 15:33). Fear, as the word is used here, does not mean to be afraid, but to show respect and honor. Proverbs 8:13 defines the fear of the Lord as hating evil, or hating the things God hates. Some of the evil God hates, is defined in chapter six and several other places in Proverbs. If I truly honor God, I will love what is good and hate what is evil, according to the standard that He sets, not the standards of society, culture or the world.

James said if we need wisdom we should ask God for it and He will give it generously to those who believe (James 1:5). If Wisdom is on the street corner calling loudly and God is so willing to give it to me, it shouldn’t be hard to find. Many voices compete for attention above Wisdom’s, but if I am listening intently and diligently seeking, Wisdom and I will discover each other and become good companions; in doing that I receive abundant life and God’s favor.

So the important question is: what am I seeking and what voice am I listening to today?

Proverbs 8:34-35 (MSB) Blessed the man, blessed the woman, who listens to me [Wisdom], awake and ready for me each morning,alert and responsive as I start my day’s work. When you find me, you find life, real life, to say nothing of God’s good pleasure.

Psalm 51:6 (NKJ) You desire truth in the inward parts, and in the hidden part You will make me to know wisdom.

Shut Up and Listen!

The flaws of humanity are so blatantly obvious in many Biblical accounts and when I read this today it made me smile.

“After six days Jesus took with him Peter and James and John, and led them up a high mountain by themselves. And he was transfigured before them, and his clothes became radiant, intensely white, as no one on earth could bleach them. And there appeared to them Elijah with Moses, and they were talking with Jesus. And Peter said to Jesus, “Rabbi, it is good that we are here. Let us make three tents, one for you and one for Moses and one for Elijah.” For he did not know what to say, for they were terrified. And a cloud overshadowed them, and a voice came out of the cloud, “This is my beloved Son; listen to him.” Mark 9:2-8

This was a crazy, mind blowing experience for the disciples to witness and I’m not sure how I’d react if I’d been there. Elijah and Moses show up to talk to Jesus about something and Peter, of course, being the impulsive, foot–in–mouth dude that he is, has to say something even though he’s scared out of his wits.

Know anybody that talks or laughs too much when they’re nervous or afraid? This had to be one of those moments.

The best part of this story is God coming down in the form of a cloud, confirming that Jesus is His son, then basically telling the three disciples (probably meant mostly for mouth-running-constantly Peter) in a very, “I’m God and you’re not” authoritive way to shut up and listen to Jesus.

I wonder how many times I talk when I should be listening. Are my prayers and conversations  just a shopping list of my do’s, wants, plans and ideas or am I taking time to be quiet and just listen? I laugh when I read about Peter, but how much am I like him? Maybe more than I care to admit!

That’s something to think on…..

James 1:19 “Know this, my beloved brothers: let every person be quick to hear, slow to speak”

Proverbs 29:20 “Do you see a man who is hasty in his words? There is more hope for a fool than for him.”

When we talk we learn what we already know,
When we listen, we have a chance to learn something new.- Lyman Steil

Listen or your tongue will keep you deaf-an old Proverb

Drive-through Faith

In a hungry hurry? Just drive up, place your order, exchange your payment at the window for a bagful of dinner and run.

Need money in a rush? Drive in, slide your card into the slot, press a few buttons and out pops cash. Snatch it and go. 

Thirsty? Insert some loose change into the machine, select a number and a cold drink tumbles into your inpatient hands. 

Drive-through establishments are icons of our smart, fast moving, multi-tasking, self serving culture. Fast foods, banks, dry cleaners, even a few churches provide busy people with instant, have-it-your-way convenience. As agreeable as this may be to our busy lifestyles, it has also contributed to a society that has come to expect immediate solutions and results in every area of life, even in areas of faith. We are not very good at waiting anymore.

I’ve been praying for several years about a few things and have yet to see results I want; in fact God appears to be silent to some of my requests. On a recent day, while whining to God about how long the answers were taking, this phrase dropped into my mind; ‘drive-through faith.’  I knew God was asking me to think about the level of faith I possess. If my faith expects quick and easy access to whatever I desire at the moment or asks for His stamp of approval on all my plans instead of His, then it isn’t faith at all. 

So how are we Christ’s followers, to react when instant healing, provision, solutions aren’t forthcoming? What do we do when Heaven’s drive up window appears to be closed and the divine vending machine in the sky seems to be empty?  

Hebrews chapter eleven gives us a clue. It lists the Sunday school lesson, heroes of faith that we love to remember; Noah, Abraham, Sarah, Isaac, Jacob, Joseph, Joseph, Rahab, Gideon, Samson, Samuel and others. As if these didn’t have enough anxiety waiting for resolution of their troubles, this chapter also reminds us of many unnamed believers who faced unimaginable circumstances. Those who were poor, mistreated, oppressed, wandering, hiding, tortured, mocked, whipped, imprisoned, chained, and murdered for their faith. Verse 38 informs us “they were too good for this world,” but regardless, they were here, facing huge obstacles and faith challenges. But honestly, verse 39 is the one I’d really like to cross out of my Bible, “All these people earned a good reputation because of their faith, yet none of them received all that God had promised.”  Yes, they went to their graves without the magic fairy wand of blab-it and grab-it, name-it-and-claim-it faith wrapping up all their troubles in the one easy step. I have to admit, reading that doesn’t excite me.

Sometimes God gives us those wonderful instant resolutions to problems and sometimes He waits, for a long time. And then, there’s those hard to swallow moments when His answer is,”No, not this time.” Because God is sovereign, His eternal time table rarely corresponds with our earthly clock. Because God is a loving Father, He doesn’t give us everything we think we need. Trusting, believing and enduring when we don’t see the end in sight, the light at the end of a dark tunnel, is the greatest faith of all. Jesus said to His disciple, Thomas, “You believe because you have seen, but blessed are those who have not seen and still believe.” (John 20:29)

God is most interested in maturing and establishing in us, faith for the long haul. The goal is a faith that endures, solid and steady regardless of outcomes and circumstances. Faith is not one dimensional and drive-through faith is never enough to grow the endurance and discipline needed to outlast or overcome the hardships we encounter here. Quick-fix faith is exciting when it happens, but learning to balance contentment and patience with faith is essential for all the times God’s plan or timing doesn’t match our own. 

Romans 4:18 says Abraham “hoped against hope”. When all hope was gone, when the impossible loomed like a mountain before him, he believed God’s promise anyway and he waited. In whatever I am hoping and longing for, God desires to grow me into a level of faith that is so natural it’s like breathing; one that relies on Him without struggle or doubt. He is calling me to a place of abiding confidence, rest, peace and absolute trust. I have the option to remain as a selfish, pouty child who doesn’t want to play anymore when things don’t go my way or submit to God’s maturing process.

Will I trust Him at all times, in all things, especially when I’m not getting the results I want right now? God is asking me to trust Him with my unresolved problems and His timing and wisdom in solving them. It’s not always easy but I’m learning that the best answer is,”Yes Lord. Teach me, help me to place my hope, faith and confidence at all times, ONLY in You!”

And the apostles said to the Lord, “Increase our faith.” Luke 17:5

Suddenly

Rebecca was doing what she did everyday when her knight in shining armor showed up on a white horse to ride her off into the sunset. Well…actually, no… her knight’s family servant showed up on a camel to take her about six hundred miles across hot and dry terrain to a new husband she had not yet met. 

While reading Genesis twenty four, it struck me that the young woman was performing the usual- going to the well at evening to get water for her family. How many times had she faithfully carried out that menial chore with no fanfare, nothing but boring female gossip going on there; another day of walking with a heavy jar on her shoulder to fetch water, then carrying a heavier jar back home.

But in one day everything changed. Abraham’s servant showed up and Rebecca, being taught to go the extra mile in acts of kindness, watered his caravan of camels and in doing so became the answer to Abraham and Eliezer’s prayer for a wife for Abraham’s son Isaac, the son of promise.

So many people in the Bible were carrying out routine and unassuming tasks of life when their “suddenly” occurred. In a day, everything changed.

David was in a field watching sheep when Samuel called for him to be anointed king. Moses was tending his father-in-law’s herds when a fired up bush started talking to him about being a leader of the Hebrew nation. Gideon was threshing wheat when God told him he was to be general over an odd army that would send the oppressive Midianites on a run for their lives. Simon the old priest, was carrying out his usual temple duties when the Christ child came through the sanctuary doors to be dedicated and Peter, Andrew, James and John were fishing when Jesus walked by and turned their lives completely upside down.

So what about us? What are we doing day in and out that is ordinary, tedious or even boring and are we faithful in it? Jesus said in Luke 16:10, “One who is faithful in very little is also faithful in much”.

Faithfulness is what He is looking for. The small thing we are called to do today could open the way for our “suddenly”.

Whatever you do, work heartily, as for the Lord and not for men, knowing that from the Lord you will receive the inheritance as your reward. You are serving Christ. Colossians 3:23-24

Be faithful in the usual like Rebecca was. Tomorrow could be that new and different day. You never know!

Well done, good and faithful servant! You have been faithful with a few things; I will put you in charge of many things. Matthew 25:21

Someone is Watching Me

While I was in the bathroom this morning, I realized there were eyes watching me. They were half hidden under a towel draped over the edge of our Jacuzzi tub. I laughed when I spotted them because I knew where they came from and how they landed there.

Pastor Geoff and Bethany, the Children’s Ministry leaders at church,  gave us “Root Deer” for Christmas; a six pack of IBC root beer in glass bottles dressed up as adorable reindeer with red pom pom noses, plastic googly eyes and brown pipe cleaner antlers. As soon as I set eyes on them (pun intended) I commented to Mike, “Of course these would have to be from someone who spends all their time with kids.” I thought they were too cute to drink. Jonathan didn’t. 

Since I rarely buy soda, he was thrilled to discover them in the pantry but refused to drink a bottle until all the add-on parts were removed. I’ve found eyes, noses and antlers everywhere (sorry Bethany), under the Christmas tree, couch cushions, on the floor and patio table, in his room, laundry room and even in the garage. This morning a pair of eyes was in my bathroom, staring at me.

For all the reasons Jon gives me to feel nutty sometimes, he gives me plenty more to smile. As I did my morning routine in the mirror and saw those googly eyes looking at me from the rear view, a verse downloaded into my thoughts from 2 Chronicles 16:9, “For the eyes of the Lord run to and fro throughout the whole earth to show Himself strong on behalf of those whose heart is loyal to Him.”

As a child, I was told God was always watching me, which was usually implied as a negative. He was waiting for me to do something wrong and keeping score; like Santa, making a list and checking it twice, keeping track of who’s naughty and nice. 

Over the years of reading scripture and growing in knowledge and love for God, I’ve come to understand that, like any loving parent, He watches me because I am His child and He cares about my good. Does He see when I mess up? Yes, of course, but God is my Redeemer and His ultimate intention is to show Himself strong on my behalf and bring me back to a place of wholeness, health and stability. His strength plays out in my life in many ways: comfort, peace, love, grace, mercy, safety, instruction, guidance and correction, but always in what is best for me.

I’ve come to realize that life without God’s direction and care is not much of a life at all. As my heart remains loyal to Him, I can rest in the awareness that the Almighty God, Creator of the Universe, has His eyes on me! I don’t know if they are googly eyes or not. I’m just glad He’s always looking out for my good.

Psalm 33:8 But the eyes of the LORD are on those who fear him, on those whose hope is in his unfailing love.

I Peter 3:12 For the eyes of the Lord are on the righteous and his ears are attentive to their prayer.

No Dogs Allowed


When our son and his wife arrived for a Christmas visit with their dog, Sammy, the unsuspecting canine was immediately greeted by our kitty with a hiss and claws, slap on the nose. Cola Cat has never shared her domain with anything but humans and like most felines, considers herself queen of her kingdom. 

She has free reign in the house to come, go and be wherever she pleases but right now, Cola is a very unhappy kitty indeed. Since the dog showed up, she has planted herself on top of the book shelf in the office for hours at a time, hardly coming down to eat. Her life has been put on hold, paralyzed by fear and uncertainty. 

Whenever Sammy comes into view Cola’s ears flatten and her eyes dilate to round dark discs as she glares at him with fear and contempt from her high perch. Her limited assessment of Sammy convinces her that he is big, dangerous and best kept at a distance. She doesn’t see him as we do, as one of the mellowest and quietest dogs we have ever met. He watches Cola with tail wagging longing, like a kid who wants to make friends but isn’t allowed in the neighborhood club house.

As I observe this, I consider all the times humans see God as someone threatening, someone to tolerate or even fear. We face loss, hurt or a hard place and suddenly God is blamed. Our safe and secure little spot in the world is disrupted and we are angry, disillusioned and afraid so we pull away while God waits with longing for us to trust more, to lean harder, to love deeper.

I doubt our sulking kitty will understand, before Sammy goes back home, that she missed a potential opportunity to make a new friend, but I am certain that I don’t want to be like her;cowering, withdrawn and sullen, into the corners of my life whenever things don’t go my way. If I define God’s character based on my circumstances, I will see Him as unjust and distant instead of someone who waits with a longing heart and loving arms for me to come close and find the comfort and friendship He alone can give.  

Jesus invites us to “Come to Me..for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and..find rest for your soul” (Matthew 11:28-29). Today, I release all fear, all disdain. I choose to come close to Him and discover all my soul longs for.

James 4:8  Draw near to God, and he will draw near to you.

Ripple Effects

Hurricane Sandy is way out to sea, some two hundred miles off the coast of Florida; still our weather has been affected by this storm for several days now, though not severely (thank goodness!) but with cloud cover (our solar hot water tank is sad), windy conditions (my potted plants keep blowing over) and intermittent rain showers (windows open or closed?).

It’s amazing how something so distant can have such far reaching affects.

The thought came to me as I looked out the window this morning at another rare cloudy Florida day; do I even realize what affect I have on others and how far the outer bands of my words, behavior and attitudes stretch?

We live in a society that shouts, “Live and let live!” and “What I do isn’t hurting anyone so don’t bother me.” Not everyone will be caught up in the eye of our stormy actions but the ripple effect of every action we take may influence more than we know.

The people of the church in Philippi were instructed by Apostle Paul: “Whatever happens, conduct your selves in a manner worthy of the gospel of Christ.” (Philippians 1:27).

So Lord Jesus, remind us today that the outer bands of our life are affecting others, and grant us grace to take stock of every word, opinion and deed as our influence spreads far and wide.

Special Gathering


Mike and I attended a leadership conference at a large church in central Florida recently, a district event that happens yearly. It was state of the art- first rate. There’s nothing wrong with that. I love elegance as much as anyone and observed a stunning and modern campus with sleek grounds, perfectly edged grass and lush Florida landscape; a separate school building that rivaled anything the public system has to offer; a coffee shop that many of the ‘relevant’ churches are now sporting, a variety of workshop help sessions throughout the day and Christian vendors lining the hallways promoting books and curriculum for various types of church ministry programs; a contemporary sanctuary with layers of balcony graduating in a graceful flow up the side walls; up-to–date media, technology, sound equipment and lighting; a hip looking worship team spread out across the platform, beautiful voices and amazing harmonies lifted up to God along with a full worship band consisting of keyboards, guitars and drums; and of course, the awesome big name speaker with a soul searching, heart stirring message, that any pastor hopes to have as a guest in their pulpit. I marveled at the excellence of a people doing God’s work in a Florida community, giving their very best to the Lord. It radiated out of every pore of the facility and this event.
As I took all this in, snapshots of another service I attended earlier in the week were darting through my mind.  Joyful Noise* is a gathering for adults who are mentally challenged and other than the format of a service there isn’t much typical about it.  I take Jon there on Tuesday afternoons. It meets at a small church that is neat and clean but certainly not fancy, just like the special people who show up for this gathering.  Most of them, fifteen to twenty, come with caregivers or parents. They attend adult day programs and live in group homes or with parents or a family member.  A few have part time jobs and their own assisted living apartment. They are an eclectic mix of personalities, abilities and behaviors trying to survive in a world that isn’t always sure where they belong, but here, during this time set aside for them and Jesus, they understand that He accepts them just as they are.
Snacks and ‘fellowship’ start the service.  After everyone settles into a seat, prayer requests are taken, some like those we all have and some more unique:  “Pray for my friend at the group home, he is sick.” “My grandmother is having an operation.” “Pray for Junior to be forgiven.” What?! Who’s Junior? Caregivers and parents give each other puzzled glances. We smile, shrug our shoulders, write it down and move on only to find out later that Junior is our last president, George Bush, and the one requesting this is an avid Democrat who thinks Obama is great and Bush needs to repent. I guess that’s not so unusual after all. Just watch CNN or MSNBC for five minutes.
After prayer it’s time to worship and small instruments are handed out- tambourines, maracas, mini drums with one short drum stick. Peter can’t or doesn’t talk, but faithfully carries in his karaoke system, in its original box, each week and has carefully set it up on the top step of the platform, plugging in two microphones. He is in charge of playing the selection of songs on CDs for the singing part of the gathering- worship songs and choruses from a few decades ago.
Jon, who keeps to himself, beelines for the real drum set up on stage. He took lessons for a few years (until his brain reached a place of no more comprendo 🙂 when he was a teenager. He keeps a rather proficient rhythm going while everyone else banging a mini percussion instrument attempts to keep up. 
Once the music starts anyone can come up and ‘’lead’’ the song that is playing. The social ones in the group- Jerry, Neil, Debbie and Hazel are happy to comply, more than once if possible. One or two of them run to the front and grab a microphone. Peter sits on the step next to his sound system making the sign of the cross with his index fingers. Kyle smiles, looks up at the ceiling and rocks back and forth in his chair. Lisa shouts, pumps her arms in the air and laughs.  Leslie lies with his twisted limbs restricted to his stroller like wheel chair, grinning and moaning with the music. Jimmy sits cross legged in the front row, watching and hoping someone will let him play his CD he brought from home. The new guy feels a seizure coming on, stands up and bolts out the door, his caregiver running after him.  The music and singing flow on. We barely sing on key or in unison and no one notices, especially God. We all feel Him in the room, walking and smiling among these people who believe in Him with all their hearts and adore Him with the simplicity of childlike faith. 
Church services are part and parcel of my life. Being raised in the church from a young age and involved in church work and ministry most of my adult life, there is little about the church and its people that surprise me. I love God’s people and all that comes with being a part of them. I love worshipping my Lord in the midst of His saints. But this world of the disabled, where I am surrounded by an often forgotten segment of humanity, feels like another planet compared to the “normal” church services I find myself in. It is a place few experience, a place of total acceptance, openness, and love. There are no professional voices, worship bands, state-of-the-art sound or video and no façade or pretense; just simple people with nothing to hide, who meet to praise a Jesus who loves and accepts them for who they are. His presence is the one place where they are completely loved.
As I stood with a thousand or so people during the evening service of the conference, a video of our Tuesday special gathering replayed again and again in my heart. God was reminding me that the external mechanics of our modern, western Christianity are just side benefits to the real purpose. What He desires are a people who will worship Him in spirit and truth regardless of the bells and whistles. On Tuesdays with Jon and his unique peers, Sundays with a full congregation and all the trimmings or any day all by myself, God is great and worthy to be praised.  As long as my heart always makes Him priority, the externals, while nice, really don’t matter. Any time He dwells among a people whose most fervent desire is to give back to Him all the worship He deserves, that is the most special gathering of all.
*Joyful Noise meets at My Refuge Church on Firehouse Road, Deland, FL from 3:30pm to 5pm every Tuesday. Adults with disabilities, their families and caregivers are invited to attend.