Posted in Christian, Church attendance, Evangelism, Heaven, Life Inspiration

Even the Road to Glory has Pot Holes

I was brought up, one of five children. One of dozens and dozens of cousins. There was no drama that I recall because nobody had time for that. Social media wasn’t even imagined, and the closest thing to it was a telephone with a cord that was usually located in a spot where everyone could hear your conversation.

What a novel idea! Parents being able to hear what you’re saying. I have a feeling social media posts would be much different if that were the case, and they’d be much healthier. But what about our own conversations, let’s not throw the kids under the bus before we confess that we’re driving the bus.

For the record, I’m not an “over sharer.” It’s often like pulling teeth for anyone to discover that I’m on the struggle bus. I adopted the “I”m fine” policy as a child. And as a new convert in the late 1990’s I adopted 2 Corinthians 2:1-2 as a life verse which says “

2 Corinthians 2:1-2 KJVS
But I determined this with myself, that I would not come again to you in heaviness. [2] For if I make you sorry, who is he then that maketh me glad, but the same which is made sorry by me?

Partly because I love leaving the world in a happier place than it was when I arrive, but mostly because If you’re fine, then nobody probes further, right? But what does that do for the person struggling? Usually I’m a hot mess. It’s way easier helping someone deal with their problems than owning mine. That is a harsh truth for myself.

Who’s Driving the Bus?

In Paul’s day there were several people who tried to take over Paul’s bus route. But Christ was driving that bus, and taking Paul where He wanted him to go. He was in the will of God, but that didn’t stop the struggle. As a matter of fact it often caused the struggle.

In Ephesus he told the Ephesians in 6:20-24 KJVS
[20] For which I am an ambassador in bonds: that therein I may speak boldly, as I ought to speak.

He was workin’ from the jail house! Bondage was literal for Paul, but it sometimes feels literal for us when our lives are wrapped up so tightly in the struggle, it’s as if we have fetters. It takes its toll on us physically and spiritually. Yesterday I rid myself of a few shackles. Not all of them. But a friend of compassion called and unlocked many things that had me bound; just by allowing me to freely share how I was bound. The end culprit was of course the Devil himself. But don’t think that he doesn’t use every tool in his tool box and every person in your life that he can. Paul had friends in the ministry that he called out for having bound him. Paul was a man of stature and people listened to what he had to say, but it didn’t say that all of them took Paul’s advice, many turned on him. The people on your bus may be going to the same destination, meaning, they’re saved, but that doesn’t stop some of them from being used to create strife in your life along the way.

Had I not taken a few minutes to unload my wagon yesterday of some real heartache, I’m not sure how the rest of my ride would have gone. I don’t have any plans to get off the Glory Bus, but changing routes has entered my mind more than a few times.

Who’s Got Your Back on the Bus?

[21] But that ye also may know my affairs, and how I do, Tychicus, a beloved brother and faithful minister in the Lord, shall make known to you all things: [22] Whom I have sent unto you for the same purpose, that ye might know our affairs, and that he might comfort your hearts.

Paul’s friend Tychicus, was a beloved brother. Paul obviously trusted him to tell his story and offer comfort to his friends and no doubt comfort to Paul through their trusted friendship.

I was listening to a testimony of a brother from another church this weekend and he was talking about the times that he witnessed people going to the altar. He said his church had determined that “no one goes alone.” When they seen someone struggling they went with them. Maybe it was just to stand beside them and pray for them. Maybe it was to put your arm around them and weep with them. But nobody should have to ride the bus alone. We need to be conscientious of people in our church who are struggling. Let them know they’re not alone. It’s that empathy that is the most Christ like. When Jesus passed by, something happened. It didn’t say Jesus just passed by. They felt His presence. And it still happens when someone stands with you, sits with you, prays with you! All the things. We should have each other’s back.

Where is the Bus taking You?

If you’re in a constant struggle, and there is no peace in your life. Friend… you’re on the wrong bus.

I shared this story today because I don’t anyone to think that a Christian has a life without struggles. That’s not true. As I said, Paul was in the perfect will of God and they didn’t stop until they killed him. But at no point did Paul quit the ministry. He didn’t change buses. He rode it out until the very end because he knew he was on the right bus. With the right people.

[23] Peace be to the brethren, and love with faith, from God the Father and the Lord Jesus Christ. [24] Grace be with all them that love our Lord Jesus Christ in sincerity. Amen.

It’s important to be on a bus (in a church) where the road home is clear. There’s no side trips to strange places, just the gospel of Jesus Christ and His salvation. No works. Nothing for you to do except Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ. It won’t be a perfect ride, there will be bumps in the road. But stay in the bus! That’s where it’s safe.

I love ya and you’re not alone!

Posted in Christian, Christian Service, Evangelism, Forgiveness, Life Inspiration

Are You Wearing Compassion

Philemon 1:1 KJVS

[1] Paul, a prisoner of Jesus Christ, and Timothy our brother, unto Philemon our dearly beloved, and fellowlabourer,

I encourage you to take a few minutes of your day and read the book of Philemon if this blog stirs your soul. I think most of us can relate to an act of betrayal by someone we love. It doesn’t have to be an affair, it can be even the smallest of betrayals;  but any act by someone we love that shows a lack of consideration or respect for the depth of love in a relationship, hurts. For Philemon, this wasn’t a betrayal by a friend, or perhaps he was, but Onesimus the character for which Paul is writing, was a slave who had run away. That was a crime punishable by death. A crime every child of God is guilty of. 

The book of Philemon struck a chord with me today because of a need to forgive some people in my life. People who likely don’t even know, or care that I have ought against them. They’re not friends, they’re just acquaintances through someone else. But their actions hurt someone I love. So therefore, I ain’t happy. And if Momma ain’t happy, ain’t nobody happy. Or so they say. 🙂 Actually, that’s not true either. I generally don’t even let people know that Momma ain’t happy. Believing another of Paul’s theories of behavior in 2 Corinthians 2:1-2

[1] But I determined this with myself, that I would not come again to you in heaviness. [2] For if I make you sorry, who is he then that maketh me glad, but the same which is made sorry by me?

But Philemon was such a good place for me to be in spiritually today. Reminding me that the world is need of the forgiveness of children of God. Those who understand the ultimate cost of it by Christ, else how will the world ever know there is a difference. 

What makes this story such a wonderful Christian reminder is the fact that a man of such great stature took the time to write a letter, while he was suffering in prison. He did so to defend a slave and seek out the compassion of his owner to treat the slave not as the piece of property he was, but as a brother in Christ, an equal to the owner. Glory to God that stirs my soul!!! 

Betrayal is harsh, personal and it cuts deep. How many times had Paul been betrayed? It didn’t matter to him, because he looked at the ultimate betrayal he himself had committed against the Lord and it’s where our spirit of forgiveness should come from. That is the chastisement I feel in my soul this morning. I know we’re all human, but humanity is not an excuse in the scope of eternity. While I can get in the flesh and say, “look what they’ve done!” I can just as easily get in the Spirit and say “look what I did.”

Paul knew that Philemon was within his rights as a slave owner to be upset with Onesimus. But he appealed to him not as a slave owner, but as one who had been freed from the bondage of sin in his own life. According to one commentary, there is evidence that a slave who was initiated into the owners religion was no longer a slave, but because of the common bond, was a free man. When Onesimus had left Philemon, he wasn’t a believer, but as God would have it, he met Paul and found his name written in a book of eternity, both on this earth and in Heaven. 

Are there people, who through our treatment of them, can be found to be written down in the book of Life because God made them a divine appointment with us? What if at that appointment we treated them like dung and they were forever lost? Will we not be held accountable? Paul both showed and taught compassion. For me today I have an assignment from the Lord, perhaps it’s yours too. Compassion, wear it well my friends.

Posted in Leadership, Life Inspiration, Life's Failures

But Now… get busy

chick Anointed

2 Samuel 12:19-24

19 But when David saw that his servants whispered, David perceived that the child was dead: therefore David said unto his servants, Is the child dead? And they said, He is dead. 20 Then David arose from the earth, and washed, and anointed himself, and changed his apparel, and came into the house of the Lord, and worshipped: then he came to his own house; and when he required, they set bread before him, and he did eat. 21 Then said his servants unto him, What thing is this that thou hast done? thou didst fast and weep for the child, while it was alive; but when the child was dead, thou didst rise and eat bread. 22 And he said, While the child was yet alive, I fasted and wept: for I said, Who can tell whether God will be gracious to me, that the child may live? 23 But now he is dead, wherefore should I fast? can I bring him back again? I shall go to him, but he shall not return to me. 24 And David comforted Bathsheba his wife, and went in unto her, and lay with her: and she bare a son, and he called his name Solomon: and the Lord loved him.

I somehow or another missed this verse in the “But Now Series” so we’re back tracking one in the order that this will be a thorough study. And it’s not one to be missed for a few reasons. The story of David and Bathsheba’s affair was certainly not one of David’s stellar moments. I find it more than a little interesting that the greater portion of “But Now” moments have involved David, we’ll see if that plays out until the end; but it won’t surprise me that it does. Who better for Satan to attack than the man after God’s own heart? If he’s going to ruin a testimony he’s going to ruin one of the most talked about individuals in the community. So before we cast a stone at the fallen child of God, do you know what God’s plans were for them? They might have been a great and mighty soldier for the cross, but for being human. Satan doesn’t attack the ne’re-do-well, how would that help his cause? He attacks someone who really wants to do the right thing, but gets distracted by something beautiful and thinks… maybe just once.

But “once” had a tiny little face and David loved it, but the baby died.

And in this “But now” story David has confused his servants. When the child was sick David refused to eat and wept in great sorrow, “but now” that the child had died, David got up, got dressed and went on about the business of the day. It wasn’t that he was heartless or without mourning, for it says he comforted his wife. And I’m sure in the privacy of their home they still shed tears, but this day David knows that nothing can be done to change God’s mind, and it’s time to go on.

Be it in life and death, life and a career, life and a marriage or life and something else we’ve lost, we have to stop the mourning.  The reason it happened may or may not have been any of our own, but we have the answer; it’s done and we can’t undo it. I have had more than a few of those moments in my life, but I’m not nearly so smart as David. I want to wallow in it for a day, a month, a year… What about you?

Is there something that God has said “It’s over,” and you just won’t let it be? How about today we clean ourselves up, anoint ourselves (putting on the Word of God) and get back in the business of serving and worshiping God as He deserves. I can’t believe I almost missed this “But Now” experience. All Satan had to do was get a computer program to un-bold one word and I missed it, but God knew we needed it. So here are… but now… get busy.