Next Time

It’s Friday! I usually put my blog out in the morning but today there has been a delay — a wonderful delay. My niece is visiting from America and we’ve enjoyed having her so much. Sadly, this is her last day. We’ve been doing some last day sightseeing. Several times today we’ve all talked about her next visit. “Let’s do this next time,” Emma said. “We can go to that place next time,” says my mother. “Next time we’ll do this, too,” I add. We’re all already looking forward to next time when Emma comes back again.

We humans can dream and plan, but in reality, no one knows for certain if we have tomorrow. Even so, it’s fun to hope and imagine. This has reminded me of the One we know; Jesus, who has also told us that He will come again. He left earth, conquering death, offering forgiveness of any sin, and a promise of eternal life with Him. He even promised to come again.

We surely hope Emma can come again. We look forward to that moment with joyful anticipation. We don’t have to merely hope that Jesus will come again. It’s already a certainty. For all who know Him, He will be a delightful sight to behold. To all who know Him, we will live in a place of no more tears or sorrow. We will not experience fear or uncertainty or sadness or gloom. All will be perfect, full of joy as we have never known before. It’s a promise to all who know Him. “Call upon me,” His Word tells us us in Jeremiah 33:3, “and I will show you great and mighty things that you don’t yet know.”

I hope Emma is able to come again; but I know Jesus will. I surely hope you know Him, too. The next time He comes, for all who know Him, the joy will be ecstatic! I can hardly wait till next time.

Jack’s Harness and Leash

Here in the UK we’ve been having some lovely, warm summer days, but for our dog, Jack, it can be too much. The other morning we were in the park. Jack was enjoying his sniffing pursuits (I call it reading the Doggie Times) and trotting here and there. Then he saw some dogs in the distance. Off he goes like a streak of lightening, or so he thinks he runs so fast. He and the other dogs greeted each other, played chase, wrestled a bit, then ran some more. Oh, what joy for Jack!

When the above chasing game had ended we continued on our way. Jack greeted other dogs he would meet, clearly enjoying his time. Then I noticed his pace slowed. He was hot. I gave him a drink of water which he lapped up. More dogs were in the distance. I could see the yearning in his face to go and join them, but his body was tired. He had physically had enough but he was torn. It was in this moment of great pull to join the other dogs, and his own feeling of tiredness, that he came and stood next to me, looking up at me with a familiar look in his eyes. I took the leash and hooked it to his harness. His trot quickened then as he walked back to the car and home.

Jack knew he was in the midst of indecision — to go and play or go home. What to do! He came to be hooked to the leash that would guide him in the right direction. He yearned for that help. I gave it to him. All was well.

You and I are no different. Many times along life’s journey we are pulled in a direction but unsure as to whether we should walk that way or not. We need not fear. Like Jack, we too, can go to our Shepherd who will lead us along the right path. As we read in Matthew 11:28-30, “Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble of heart, and you will find rest for you soul.” A yoke upon an animal need not be a harsh thing; it is an instrument to guide along the right path. Our Shepherd always knows the best way to go. When we come close to Him, He will guide us, and best of all, He will go with us.

When A Baby Cries

A mother’s ears are tuned in to hear her baby cry. Day or night, when her baby cries, she goes to see what her little one may need. She will bend down to get near to her baby and attend to his or her needs. I love this imagery when I read Psalm 40:1, “I waited patiently for the Lord; and He inclined unto me, and heard my cry.” In the original Hebrew, the word inclined is Natah, pronounced naw-taw’. It means to stretch out and bend down. Just as a mother stretches out and bends down to attend to her baby’s needs, so does our Heavenly Father toward us.

This psalm is written by David who would later be King of Israel. At the moment of this writing, he’s in a terrible situation. He is being hunted down by King Saul who hates him. Saul wants to find David and kill him. What does David do? He waits before the Lord. He displays trust in His God in the midst of a life and death situation. He waits, not in a state of uncertainty, wondering if God might come to help him, but he waits in a state of knowing He will come. God who loves him will hear his cry, and He will bend down toward him to tend to his needs. That’s his God; that’s our God, too.

The Psalm goes on to say that God “brought me up also out of an horrible pit….and set my feet upon a rock.” Once again, God behaves just like an attentive parent. A baby cries, a loving parent bends down to the baby, lifts it up, cradles and soothes and tends to the present needs. Our Heavenly Father does the same thing for you and for me.

We need not despair when troubles of this world upsets us, makes us cry, or even torments us with feelings of distress. Our loving, Heavenly Father is there. He watches over. He bends down to soothe, to tend to our needs. He lifts us up to comfort us, to assure us that He is in control. He will be our everything to get us through anything, just as a mother does when a baby cries. Therefore, wait and know.

The Next Minute

The last several days the entire world was watching, waiting, hoping, that the submersible named Titan, and its five crew members would be rescued. Yesterday we received tragic news: the vessel had imploded and all five persons on board had been killed. Just think, one minute they were diving toward their destination to see the sunken remains of the Titanic, and the next minute, unexpectedly, they were gone. One minute they were full of excitement in their adventure, and the next minute, they were no more. Alive one minute, dead the next.

This week’s ocean tragedy reminded me of our minutes. We have intentions and make agendas in one minute, but the next is never promised. It’s harsh to think of it, but death can take any of us in any minute. We rarely see it coming. James 4:14 says it so well, “How do you know what your life will be like tomorrow? You life is like the morning mist — it’s here for a little while, then it’s gone.” I am challenged in my own heart to make my minutes count.

All of our lives are composed of minutes. We make plans in those minutes. We do the exciting in those minutes. We do the mundane day to day living in those minutes. Love and hate takes place in minutes. Joy and sadness comes to us in minutes. We have the minute we live in; no one is promised the next minute.

I want to show love in this minute because it may be my last. I want to speak kindly and with patience in this minute because I may not have the next. I want to keep my thoughts focused on the ways of Jesus this minute, because in the next I may meet Him face to face; therefore, I want to be ever ready, not “shrinking back in shame,” as we are reminded in I John 2:28.

May you and I treasure this minute, may we share the love of Jesus this minute, may we let our light shine in the darkness this minute, may we speak the Good News in every opportunity this minute gives, may we be generous this minute. We have this minute. May we all be ready in the love of God in our every moment, because none of us are promised the next minute.

The Encouraging Stranger

It was earlier than usual that I took our dog, Jack, out for his mid-morning walk. This was entirely due to the heat. My mother and I laugh at ourselves. We are from the deep south in America where summer temps regularly go into the 90’sF. We now reside in the UK where temps this week have reached 78F! In the days to come it may rise well into the 80’sF! We feel we are scorching; therefore, our laughter at ourselves for finding this heat rather difficult. Poor Jack finds it hard, also, panting even in the shade. The mornings and evenings are delightful with temps around 60F, so out we go to enjoy.

Although we take advantage of the early morning coolness, we must still go out in the afternoon. Several times we have met a man with his dog. He always greets us with a smile and an encouraging word, like, “We can be thankful we have trees,” or “We can be thankful we have the good health to get out,” or “We can be thankful for our pets who get us out the door,” or “We can be thankful for the views.” Yesterday, wiping his brow he said, “We can be thankful we have the strength to wipe our own brows and a home to call our own.” Whenever I see him coming along the wooded path, I start smiling in anticipation of some happy, encouraging word from him. He never fails to give it.

This week I decided to stop and chat to tell him I much I appreciated his uplifting outlook on life. He smiled and said, “I can thank my wife. You see,” he began to explain, “she has poor health and can’t get out like I can. She can’t feel the heat of the day on her face, or smell the sea air blowing across the fields, or laugh when our dog chases a squirrel he will never catch. I go back home and describe everything I see. It lifts her own spirits to then enjoy the moments with me and our dog. Seeing her smile keeps my spirit lifted, too.”

We parted ways. I could feel a lump in my throat and tears threatening to spill out onto my cheeks. I glanced back at the man and his dog and prayed blessings on him and his wife. What a beautiful way he was serving his wife, filling her own senses with his own experiences. I began to see Galatians 5:13 in a fresh way, “…use your freedom to serve one another in love.” Christ has set us free from the constraints of this world. We see the sadness, even the evil around us, but we don’t have to be encumbered with it. We can look beyond, and we can share with each other the blessings we experience in our daily lives. The most mundane is a blessing: food to cook and eat, water to take a shower, a car to drive, a phone to call someone, the ability to take a walk in the park. The list of the mundane goes on. We are so blessed compared to many around us, and we have the freedom to choose: concentrate on the burden or look beyond, finding something in which to be thankful. Today, I am thankful for this stranger in the park; a man with so many personal burdens, who chooses to focus on the good and bless others in it.

Like A Tulip

My mother loves tulips. What a joy we shared together a few years ago when we made a trip to Holland just to see the fields of tulips. The colors were magnificent! Just yesterday, a dear friend gave my mother and I a bouquet of tulips; some purple and some yellow. The bulbs are opening this morning. Gorgeous. We are enjoying them so much, although the truth is — these beautiful flowers — are already dead. They have been cut from the source of its life. In time they will wilt away. That sounds harsh, doesn’t it, but like so many things in our physical world, it’s a picture of spiritual truth.

Remember the story of Adam and Eve when they intentionally disobeyed God concerning eating the forbidden fruit? In Genesis 2:17, God clearly tells them, “If you eat its fruit, you are sure to die.” Now, as we read on we see that Adam and Eve continued to live for hundreds of years. Genesis 5:5 tells us Adam lived for 930 years. Most of us reading will know that the moment Adam and Eve disobeyed God, they immediately died a spiritual death. This sad event of broken fellowship with God is recorded in Genesis 3. While sin did indeed bring about their eventual physical death, it was the spiritual death of broken relationship with God that is so tragic.

After this event of being broken away from God, to look at them walking about the garden, they appeared to be alive, but they were slowly dying, physically and spiritually. Therefore, God, in His perfect love, made a plan to pay for their sin, offering them both restored spiritual relationship and eternal life where death is no more. They did not deserve this, but God’s love compelled Him to make a way. This gift to pay for our sin is on offer today to every one of us. Through accepting Jesus, we have promise of forgiveness of sins and of beautiful, unblemished, eternal life with Him.

There are all sorts of people walking around the earth today. Some are alive through Jesus Christ. Sadly, others appear alive, but like a beautiful tulip cut from its life source, they are already dead. Is there any hope? Always, until the last breath on earth is drawn, because of God’s love, there is hope. If you already know Jesus, be blessed in the following reminder of what He did for us; if you don’t yet know Jesus, be blessed in receiving the truth of this reminder found in Romans 5:17-19 & 23

“The sin of this one man, Adam, caused death to rule over many. But even greater, is God’s wonderful grace and His gift of righteousness, for all who receive it will live in triumph over sin and death, through this one man, Jesus Christ. Yes, Adam’s one sin brings condemnation for everyone, but Christ’s one act of righteousness brings a right relationship with God and new life for everyone. Because one person disobeyed God, many became sinners. But because the other person obeyed God, many will be made righteous…..For the wages of sin is death, but the free gift of God is eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord.”

We are all born beautiful, like a tulip, but unless we connect with the life source found only in Jesus, like the tulip, we will eventually fade away, and eternal life of the greatest of joy, will fall eternally from our grasp. I hope you choose Jesus. He loves you abundantly! He offers help for today’s troubles, and life with Him for all your tomorrows,

On What Do We Focus?

Mug of steaming coffee in hand, I turned on the TV news this morning to see what may have happened in the world overnight. There were reports of floods in Texas, a brewing tropical storm in the Gulf of Mexico, fires in Canada, the latest in Ukraine and Russia, rail strikes in the UK, failed missile launch in North Korea, speculation over future China relations with US and Russia, the list goes on and on. In short — not a lot of good, but a whole lot of worrying situations.

In the midst of it all we read in Psalm 121:5-8, “The Lord Himself watches over you! The Lord stands beside you as your protective shade. The sun will not harm you by day, nor the moon at night. The Lord keeps you from all harm and watches over your life. The Lord keeps watch over you as you come and go, both now and forever.” We read, and a question mark appears in our thinking as we counter with — “but I know plenty of people suffering pain and illness, economically in despair, relationships breaking, careers being less that fulfilling, weather disasters causing personal havoc. Where is the protection?” we may understandably ask.

This is where we must remind ourselves to go beyond the physical to the spiritual. Physically, we all experience some of the above disasters of life, but spiritually, because of the sealing of the Holy Sprit, no lasting harm can come to us. We are protected, spiritually, from any attack of Satan. We may be physically and emotionally beaten up at various moments in our lives, but spiritually, we are saved for eternity after life on earth. We are but pilgrims passing through. When our spiritual eyesight is focused on the life beyond, where no disease, tears, sorrow, or death exists, then we are able, with the Holy Spirit’s help, to endure troubles today in our earthly bodies, as we wait with joy for the promise of our transformed bodies that will never know pain again.

It is because of this spiritual eyesight, that the Apostle Paul who suffered great physical torture through persecution, could say with the greatest joy and encouragement to us, “Since you have been raised to new life with Christ, set your sights on the realities of heaven, where Christ sits in the place of honor at God’s right hand. Think about the things of heaven, not the things of earth. For you died to this life, and your real life is hidden with Christ in God. And when Christ, who is your life, is revealed to the whole world, you will share in all His glory.” (Colossians 3:1-4 NLT) Isn’t that an amazing promise? How do we endure physical hardships? By developing our spiritual eyesight. One of my favorite songs, reminding us of this very thing, is, “Turn Your Eyes Upon Jesus.” I sing it to myself often.

“O soul, are you wearied and troubled? No light in the darkness you see? There’s light for a look at the Savior, and life more abundant and free. Turn your eyes upon Jesus, Look full in His wonderful face, and the things of earth will grow strangely dim, in the light of His glory and grace.”

When I am troubled, but sing the above, my focus stays trained on the One who gives hope, strength, and inner peace. It’s Jesus. Always Jesus. He is our tower of strength to bring us safely through any storm.


This past week I watched a television news brief about a new 3-D image of the Titanic. Several cameras were sent around this once magnificent ship. As a result, an accurate image is now transposed for us to see it as it is now, laying in pieces on the bottom of the Atlantic.

It was famously boasted by its builders, with the greatest of joy, “this magnificent ship is unsinkable!” We all know the tragic story of its demise on its first voyage. Striking an iceberg it sank in just 2 1/2 hours. The joyful boasting was stopped in its tracks. Its ruins are a sad reminder.

Is this not happening in our world today? Are nations that once stood valiantly for the things of God, now boasting that their ways are better? They don’t need to pay attention to His guidance. Everything is acceptable now. No need to heed the warnings of God. Our ways are inclusive of the good and bad, of holy and unholy. Do what you want to do. Be who you want to be. Live as you desire, regardless of God’s warnings, regardless of listening to His guidance, regardless of considering that He knows better than we do, regardless of even acknowledging His unfailing love for us.

Without God, nations shout, we are unsinkable! Will this joyful boasting stop nations in its tracks? Will its ruins be a sad reminder of man’s prideful declaration? Are we really unsinkable without God? Crime rates rise. Economies struggle. Is the world really getting better?

“The path of the virtuous leads away from evil; whoever follows that path is safe. Pride goes before destruction, and haughtiness before a fall.” Proverbs 16:17-18

There is time this moment to reach out, accept God’s gift of eternal life, accept the truth that His Son died for you to make you clean and whole, accept His love. “For God so loved the world, He gave His Son, that whoever believes in Him, will not perish, but will have eternal life.” John 3:16

Oh, what a gift! It truly is unsinkable!

Jack and Bree

Earlier this week, our dog, Jack, and I were taking a walk beneath an avenue of trees near the sea front. It was a lovely, just right, sort of day with a blue sky, warm sunshine, squirrels jumping from limb to limb and birds chirping. The lovely day was about to become even sweeter. It was when Jack met Bree.

As Jack ran out into an open field, about to dash around a corner that led to another wooded path, he stopped short. Another dog had come around the corner from the opposite direction. Jack bounded over, I knew, hoping for a game of chase, but the white and brown speckled bird dog stood still. Her owner then came into view and said to me in regard to her dog, “she’s blind.” I learned that Bree is 13, has arthritic hips, and is blind, but she still enjoys her walks. I gazed at her face, noticing the pure white of her unseeing eyes. “She would have loved to play,” said the owner. Just then, something began to take place that brought smiles to both of us.

Jack, who had bounded over in enthusiasm, now walked slowly toward Bree. I could tell she sensed his presence as her nose twitched in the air. Jack went right up to her and sniffed her face. Bree did the same to him. They sniffed each other all over in proper doggie etiquette. Then, in unison, they began to walk together. Bree would sniff at something on the ground or in a bush and Jack would follow, sharing in sniffing pursuits. Every now and again they would put their heads together, smelling each other’s ears and faces. Then neck nuzzles took place. “Your dog is so sweet and gentle,” said Bree’s owner. “Oh look!” she exclaimed in joy, “Bree’s smiling!” Sure enough her mouth was open in a definite smile as Jack poked his nose in her ear. For nearly a mile the two new friends walked slowly, sniffing, nuzzling, and smiling, enjoying each other’s company.

“Jack seems to sense just what she needs,” said Bree’s owner, “accepting her as she is.” Bree’s mother was so happy her dog had a friend, when most dogs just passed her by. I was happy, too. In fact, proud tears sprang to my eyes as I watched my sweet boy giving up his running, choosing instead to spend quality time with this elderly blind dog. That’s when it hit me — our Heavenly Father does the same with us. Compared to God who is perfect in holiness, nothing impossible to Him, we are blind to so many things. We are ever learning, with need to know and understand more each day. Like Bree with her arthritic hips, you and I stumble in life’s walk, making mistakes, unwise choices, going in directions we need not go, but there is our Heavenly Father. He walks with us, leading the way, nuzzling in His love, accepting us as we are in our weakness, offering His strength to guide us along paths that we cannot clearly see.

Like Bree, we can smile in His presence, knowing He is enjoying our company. We may be slow, not as skilled as others, seemingly stumbling over every twig of difficulty, but all is well, our Father is with us, never leaving, always loving, always nudging us in the right direction as He gently reminds us, “Don’t be afraid, for I am with you. Don’t be discouraged, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you. I will hold you up with my victorious right hand.” (Isaiah 41:10)

I’m so pleased Jack met Bree. I’m so thankful there was a time in my life I met Jesus, because I was blind, but now I see.

Trials and Joy

Last night as I turned out the light and lay in bed, I began talking with the Lord about numerous things. It’s a habit of many years to have a talk with Him before I drift off into the land of slumber. I pray for friends, family, myself. In the midst of this conversation my mind turned to times of my greatest joys. I’m thankful to say there have been many such times; those moments when, though difficulties are being faced, quiet joy also fills heart and mind.

As I continued to reflect on those situations, it reminded me, that’s the reason we are allowed trials! Have you ever wondered the deeper meaning of James 1:2, “Dear brothers and sisters, when troubles of any kind come your way, consider it an opportunity for great joy.” The New King James Version says it even more succinctly, “My brethren, count it all joy when you fall into various trials.” What?! We may understandably wonder why anyone should be happy over some trial. Trials are not comfortable. Trials bring pain. What is there to be happy about — except to be gladly relieved when it’s over?

The “counting it all joy” is all to do with the outcome. A trial, like a lump of clay on a potter’s wheel, molds us into something beautiful. If there were no trials in our lives, we would never know how strong God is to bring us through. We would never understand His wisdom, the courage He gives, or His own peace that beams like a bright light in any darkness. Trials give faith opportunity to grow. Like the words from Andre Crouch’s song, Through It All — “If I never had a problem, I wouldn’t know God could solve them. I’d never know what faith in God could do.”

The next time you face a trial, look up! God wants to do something amazing in you and for you, and through you. When a lump of clay is spinning on a wheel, being designed with sharp instruments, and placed in a fire, the outcome perhaps is unimaginable, but when the door of the kiln is opened, something beautiful appears.

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