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Give me a word, Lord: THE TRUE VINE

John 15:1-5 “I am the true vine, and my Father is the gardener. He cuts off every branch in me that bears no fruit, while every branch that does bear fruit he prunes so that it will be even more fruitful. You are already clean because of the word I have spoken to you. Remain in me, as I also remain in you. No branch can bear fruit by itself; it must remain in the vine. Neither can you bear fruit unless you remain in me. “I am the vine; you are the branches. If you remain in me and I in you, you will bear much fruit; apart from me you can do nothing.

The fall grapes are ripening here in Mississippi. We have a beautiful scuppernong arbor that my husband built many years ago. He prunes it back every year, fertilizes it when necessary, and that beautiful vine takes off every spring. In August, it brings forth beautiful, huge, sweet, golden scuppernongs. Our crop is still not quite ready for harvesting, but we are getting to taste a few samples on a daily basis. The wild grapes, however, are ripening a little faster. Friday evening, we picked about three gallons of wild muscadines. Our suppernongs are large, golden grapes. The wild muscadines are purple in color. They are a bit smaller and a bit more tart, but they make an excellent jelly. Yesterday evening after church, we went out on a search and find mission looking for wild fox grapes. We succeeded in our mission, and found quite a few. My husband and I had so much fun collecting these tiny grapes. We climbed on trees, pulled on vines, and finally got a twelve foot ladder from the house to help us gather those little jewels. We rode and walked around the outer edges our our cow fields looking for the fox grapes. We had a blast, and what a great reward we received after sweating our tails while off foraging for grapes. We made jelly. Lots and lots of jelly! We made twenty one half pints of wild muscadine jelly Saturday night, and twenty one half pints of wild fox grape jelly on Sunday night. Our pantry is filling up quickly with all of God’s blessings.

We really had a lot of fun gathering our wild grapes. It is quite amazing that a delicious fruit can grow out in the woods without the loving care of a gardener. Our personal vines are tended by my husband with great care, but what about all those vines that we found out in the woods? Well, those vines have the BEST Gardener! Our heavenly Father, the Creator of the universe, created all the plants that we get to see, taste, and enjoy. He cares for those wild grapes with His tender love and care. He provides rain for them in due season, sunshine, and adequate nutrition. God created these vines with a purpose.

The purpose of a vine is to send out fruit to feed the birds of the air and critters of the woods. In order to fulfill its purpose, the vine must be lifted up to send out branches that will bear fruit. The vine’s main function is to draw water and nutrients to provide the branches with everything they need to promote growth. Clusters of grapes are produced. Some are sweet, others are sour, and some are tart which are my favorite.

Under the care of the vine dresser, the vines are prepared yearly to produce crops. This is done through pruning. Pruning is the most important part of the growing process. Jeff prunes our branches down to almost nothing but the root every year. If the branches are not pruned, they become unmanageable and draw energy away from being fruitful. This will lead to the death of the vine. Trimming the shoots and removing the excess allows the branches to produce a higher quality fruit.

In John 15, Jesus tells us that He is the true vine, and God is the gardener. God will remove the branches that are not bearing fruit so that the branches that remain will be more fruitful. We have to look upon God as the ultimate gardener because well, He is. He created each of us with a purpose: to glorify Him. He sent His Son Jesus, so that we may have a direct connection with Him. So look we see God is the gardener, Jesus is the vine, and we are the branches. God will prune things away in our lives that are preventing us from bearing fruit. He will also prune people out of our lives that may be keeping us from the relationship that He desires with us. This pruning process is sometimes painful, but as the Gardener (God) prunes us, we become closer to Him. If we remain connected to the Vine (Jesus), the branches (us) will continue to grow stronger in our daily walk, and we will produce much fruit.

If a branch becomes separated from the vine, it will wither away and die. That branch is of no use any more. It has lost its source of nourishment and life. If we as Christians, do not remain connected to Christ, we will wither away. We can not produce fruit if we do not remain connected to Christ. If we remain connected to Christ, seeking Him daily, and abiding in His ways, we will produce the fruits of the Spirit: “But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, forbearance, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control.” Galatians 5:22.

Today we must ask ourselves, are we producing fruit? Are we showing the love of Christ to those we come in contact with daily? Do others see the joy of Jesus in us? Are we peacemakers or troublemakers? Do we show patience and restraint? Are we kind? Are we good? Are we gentle? Do we show self control? If you answered no to more of these than yes, maybe you should check your connection to the true Vine. I am not perfect, not by a long shot, and I know that I am truly lacking in the area of fruit production many days, but the good news is that the great Gardener is still watching over me, and I am still connected to the Vine. The Gardener will keep on pruning away the things that are keeping me from producing good fruit, and I will continue to let the nourishing Vine grow me into a branch that produces the sweet, savory (though sometimes tart) fruit that He intends for me to produce.

If you don’t feel that warm embrace of the Father, if you don’t see the fruits of the Spirit in your life, or if you feel like something is missing, please check your connection. The line to Christ is always open. He wants to hear from you today. Call out to Christ, and get connected to the Vine today! There is no time like the present to recline in the presence of our Savior!

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Give me a word, Lord: AS STUBBORN AS A BULL

Today’s devotional is an excerpt from my last book, “Inspirations from the Funny Farm.” Good Sunday morning from the funny farm. I pray you have a blessed day in the Lord!

Our farm needed some small cows that we could pet. Yes, I know that we have a lot of cows. Those are mostly Black Angus, and they really aren’t pets. I wanted some cows for pets. The little researcher in me jumped on the world wide web in search of the perfect small breed cow. I looked at Dexters and Zebu. We even went out to a farm to look at some Zebu cattle. They are pretty tiny, but not very cute. Then suddenly, I found the beautiful long-haired Scottish Highland cattle. I read online that there were miniature Scottish Highlands also, and I was on a search and rescue mission to bring a pair of Scottish Highland home to Hodge Critter Lodge. I found out that there were only two farms in Mississippi that raised these beautiful cattle, and I promptly emailed them both. I got one response. It was from a judge in Tupelo, MS. He said he wasn’t really wanting to sell any of this herd, but after talking to me, he decided he could part with a young pair. I can be pretty persuading when I get my mind set on something. He said he would sell me a 10 month old heifer and a 13 month old bull. He also informed me that to his knowledge there was no such thing as a miniature Scottish Highland. He said that their legs are shorter than average cattle and perhaps that was where the misunderstanding came from. I didn’t really care at that point. I just wanted what he had.

One fine morning, we loaded up the cattle trailer and drove four and a half hours to Tupelo, MS to pick up our new heifer and bull. The judge had a beautiful herd, and we were tickled with the ones that he was selling us. I named them Merida and McLeod, two good Scottish names. Neither of them was halter broke, but we were determined. Merida halter broke rather easily. McLeod, well he was a whole other story. He was 100 percent bull, and bull headed to prove it. We got a halter on him, but that was about as far as that went. We never were able to train that bull to follow. Merida, however, was terrific. I had her following me around within a week. I even sent a video to that old judge, and he was shocked. He said he couldn’t believe we had her broke that quickly. Merida was a big old baby. There were times when I thought she would curl up in my lap if she could fit. She is the sweetest cow I have ever owned.

From that moment on, Merida was mine. I loved her. She loved me. She grew into a beautiful, dark rust colored cow while McLeod had more of a light rust colored coat. They grew a nice set of horns. Highlands have rather long hair, and they are distinctly different in appearance from our black angus cattle. They stuck out like a sore thumb. We housed Merida and McLeod in our barn and the field area behind the barn initially so that they could get to know us, and so that we could tame them down. Because of their rather long hair, they got really hot during the summer in that barn and lot area. It gets close to 100 degrees here in south Mississippi during the dead of summer. Jeff installed 3 fans in the barn. They understood that if the stood under them when they were too hot, the heat was a little more bearable. We also sprayed water on them from the water hose to cool them off on especially hot summer days. They loved getting sprayed with water. They loved it so much that they actually learned to turn on the water faucet at the back of the barn. I cannot tell you how many times I walked out to the barn to find the water spewing full blast and Highlands dancing around in a summer water faucet shower! Whenever I walked upon Highlands under a spray of water, I pictured a supermodel ad with the model laughingly being sprayed with water. They looked just as happy! We won’t even talk about the water bills.

After a while, we moved them out into the area we had fenced around our pines. They loved it there as there was a lot more shady areas. There is a nice little creek on our property, and this allowed them to cool off when needed, and it saved on our water bill! After another year of growth, Merida was finally bred. We had moved both Merida and McLeod across the driveway into a little rye grass field to let them finish off the rye grass. Merida delivered her first calf on a wintery, rainy night. Cows are generally a little bit skittish in nature, and they really don’t want their humans around when they are calving, but not my Merida. Jeff and I were out in the field with her and stayed with her the whole time. We kept McLeod at a comfortable distance because he was after all still a bull. I’ve never had such a love for a cow in my life. We definitely have a special bond, and she knew that we were there to help.

A few months later, the rye grass was gone, and it was time to move them back across the driveway into the pines again. Jeff was at work offshore. There was no rye grass left. They needed to be moved so that they could get to an area where they would have plenty to eat. I took the kids to school, and after I arrived back home, I decided that I would move them across the driveway. I mean, it was less than twenty feet. How hard could it possibly be to move a cow and a bull twenty feet? I walked up the drive and took the fence down across the drive from the Highlands. I grabbed a bucket of feed, and Merida walked right across the drive without hesitation. McLeod did not. I tried to tease him with a bucket of feed. He would walk into the drive and up to the fence line, but he would not cross the fence. I tried shooing him into the fenced area. He would not budge. I picked up a long stick to try to coerce him to go. This did not work. He darted up the driveway. I quickly pictured my huge bull running free down the road and visiting the neighbors. I finally got him back down the drive, but he still would not go into the area I needed him to go to. I kept telling him that his wife was over there, and that he should be with his wife, but that stubborn bull-headed bull didn’t seem to care. I was frustrated, and I was just about ready to jerk a knot in his tail.

I chased him back and forth, and then he chased me back and forth. After about 30 minutes of running with the bull, he charged at me. I suddenly realized that an 1800 pound bull was probably going to trample my 135 pound self. I also realized that I didn’t have my cell phone with me. I was about a quarter mile from the house. The kids were at school. The husband was overseas. I contemplated for a few seconds how long I might have to lay there in the pines dead or dying before anyone thought to look for me there. I scolded myself for my stupidity, but then I realized that I am as bull headed and stubborn as this bull. I stood my ground. I told him he wasn’t taking me out until the good Lord called me home. It took me close to two hours to get that bull to move a simple twenty feet, but I won. I got the fence back up, and walked back to the house praising God for keeping me safe. I was hot, sweaty, exasperated, and worn out, but I proved to that bull that I’m as stubborn as a bull. I’m stubborn, and God has my back.

Merida had her second calf while they were living in the fenced area in the pines. I was again worried how McLeod would respond, and I was scared that he might accidentally trample or injure the calf. The kids called me at work to let me know that she had calved. I didn’t get off work until 7:00 pm, and I knew it would be dark when I got home. I asked the kids to try to get the calf and Merida up to the barn. Well, they didn’t have any luck doing that. I got home around 7:30, and sure enough, Merida had delivered a beautiful little heifer that we named Annabel. We couldn’t get Merida and the calf to walk back to the barn after several attempts. I finally picked Annabel up, and carried her to the four wheeler. I loaded her on the four wheeler, and my son drove. I led Merida with a bucket of feed along the fence line all the way to the barnyard. That old girl will follow me anywhere, especially if I have a bucket of feed. We arrived at the barn, and I carried Annabel into the barn and put her in a nice stall with Merida with plenty of fresh hay.

McLeod hung out down by the barnyard on the other side of the fence keeping a watchful eye on his wife and new baby. Two days after Annabel arrived, I got home from work to find McLeod in the barnyard. He was no longer on the other side of the fence. He was inside the fence. No one had put McLeod inside the barnyard. I walked the fence line and found that McLeod had busted through the fence. He literally walked right through the fence. My husband put this fence up, and it wasn’t a shoddy job. It was a really good strong fence. I suppose McLeod decided he had enough time out, and he was ready to join his family whether we were ready or not. I don’t think that there was a fence in the world strong enough to keep those love birds apart. Thankfully, none of the other critters decided to leave through the open fence before I got home and before the fence got mended. We never separated McLeod from Merida after that.

Our critters and our children know that I am as bull-headed and stubborn as old McLeod. To work as a nurse practitioner and to help maintain our farm, I have to be tough. I work hard at everything I do, and I do not settle for second best or half-hearted attempts to do a job. Any job worth doing is worth doing right. I am so thankful that I have a husband who never gives up on me, and I am eternally grateful that I have a savior who never gives up on me. I will continue to work as hard as I can by my husband’s side, and I will continue to seek guidance from the Holy Spirit as I share the good news to all that will hear. And I will do so with the same tenacity it takes to defeat an 1800 pound bull! I will listen to the Holy Spirit and I pray that I never squander away the gift that Christ has given me.

We must all stand firm and be stubborn, and not give up. We must endure every challenge that is put before us knowing that God goes before us and will carry us through. I’ve been faced with many a challenge during my walk in this life, but I have to say that not one of those challenges has killed me yet! I know that I can trust in the Lord through any difficult situation, and that the Lord will see me through. Things may not always work out the way the I want them to work out, and there may not always be a happy ending. But with God’s grace and mercy, I will continue to fight the good fight until the day he calls me home. I’m going to finish this race called life. I just pray that I will finish it the way that God has planned for me.

“And you continue, so bullheaded! Calluses on your hearts, flaps on your ears! Deliberately ignoring the Holy Spirit, you’re just like your ancestors. Was there ever a prophet who didn’t get the same treatment? …You had God’s law handed to you by angels—gift wrapped—and you squandered it!” Acts 7:51-8:13 

“I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith.” 2 Timothy 4:7

“May the God who gives endurance and encouragement give you a spirit of unity among yourselves as you follow Christ Jesus, so that with one heart and mouth you may glorify the God and Father our Lord Jesus Christ. Accept one another, then, just as Christ accepted you, in order to bring praise to God.” Romans 15:5-7

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Give me a word, Lord: PLANTING, WATERING, & GROWING

I Corinthians 3:5-9 What, after all, is Apollos? And what is Paul? Only servants, through whom you came to believe—as the Lord has assigned to each his task. I planted the seed, Apollos watered it, but God has been making it grow. So neither the one who plants nor the one who waters is anything, but only God, who makes things grow. The one who plants and the one who waters have one purpose, and they will each be rewarded according to their own labor. For we are co-workers in God’s service; you are God’s field, God’s building.

Yesterday, we were talking about what we would like to plant in our fall garden. We always plant a garden in spring, and every once in a while we plant for fall. We almost always plant mustard greens for fall, but this year, we want to change it up a bit. We are thinking about planting pumpkins, tomatoes, squash, and mustard greens. I’ve always want to plant pumpkins. We unintentionally grow some every year. We usually buy a half a dozen or so pumpkins for fall decorations, and when they began to rot, we throw them over the fence to the cows or donkeys or goats. The seeds that are left behind stay buried in that rich soil full of nourishing natural fertilizer, germinate, and pop up in the early summer. Of course, that’s too early for fall pumpkins. They always ripen in early August, and they won’t last in the Mississippi heat until October or November. But I will admit that I have placed about six or eight of our volunteer pumpkins on either side of my front door the first week of August. Hey, if God is going to give me pumpkins, I’m either going to cook with them or decorate with them!

I love gardening, planting seeds, watering them, and watching them grow. I love seeing the fruit or vegetable that is produced. It takes a lot of effort in some cases to produce fruit, but it is always worth it. Paul is speaking to the Corinthian church in I Corinthians chapter 3. He explains here using the analogy of planting and growing seeds to demonstrate how we as Christians can bring others to Christ. We are all servants of God, and each of us has a different talent or ability, and when we bring these talents to the table in conjunction with our fellow brothers and sisters in Christ, we can accomplish much. However, we can’t do anything on our own.

The pastor may preach a sermon or a Christian may speak of the gospel, and those words plant a tiny seed in the heart of a non-believer. That person will carry that seed around for a period of time, and it may just sit there in the heart of that person for a great length of time. But then, one day, someone will come along and speak to that person, and something that is said will water that seed. It may be a Sunday School teacher, another pastor, or even a Christian co-worker, but whoever it is, the conversation of that day waters that seed that was planted a little while back. That seed then starts to germinate in the heart of that non-believer. They may start asking questions, researching God’s Word, looking for more answers, and then the Holy Spirit starts working on that little watered seed as it begins to germinate. Suddenly, that seed grows within that lost person, and they realize that they are lost and ask Christ into their heart. Soon, we see that new believer bearing the beautiful, sweet fruit of Christ. Isn’t that amazing?

We can not in and of ourselves bring others to Christ. Only Christ can do that, but we are to do the planting. We are to do the watering. We are the servants of Christ and our job is to work together. We can’t expect the pastors of our churches to plant all of the seeds and water them. It would be impossible for all of the lost to be reached because a lot of lost people aren’t going to causally walk through the door of a church on Sunday morning looking for a seed, because they don’t even know that the need it yet. All Christians are tasked with being gardeners for Christ. We have to plant seeds on a daily basis, water seeds, and pray and wait and watch the seeds grow. It’s a tough job. Sometimes we plant seeds, and we feel like we are watering those seeds, but we never see the fruit produced. Don’t worry about that my friend. It’s not our job to change a person. We aren’t that good. That’s God’s job. Our job is to plant and water and pray.

Are you planting and watering seeds for Christ? You may see some volunteer seed planting occasionally like those pumpkins that pop up every summer, but most people will never come to Christ if someone doesn’t first plant a seed. Get out there and get busy. The time is right for planting and watering. “He told them, “The harvest is plentiful, but the workers are few. Ask the Lord of the harvest, therefore, to send out workers into his harvest field.” Luke 10:2. Now lets get to work! The time for planting is NOW!

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Give me a word, Lord: REST

Matthew 11:28-30 “Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”

Mark 6:31-32 Then, because so many people were coming and going that they did not even have a chance to eat, he said to them, “Come with me by yourselves to a quiet place and get some rest.” So they went away by themselves in a boat to a solitary place.

Hebrews 4:9 There remains, then, a Sabbath-rest for the people of God; for anyone who enters God’s rest also rests from their works, just as God did from his.

Rest…well that is a four letter word that we need to talk about! I an advocate of rest, but I haven’t figured out how to obtain rest most days. On the days that I work the clinic, I get up at 5:30 am to feed bottle babies (coatimundi babies at the present time), read scripture and write my daily devotional, get dressed, and rush off to work, and dive in head first to the chaos. I work in a busy immediate care/family clinic, and we generally don’t have a lot of down time. I leave shortly after 7:00 pm, and rush home to Hodge Critter Lodge. My sweet husband has generally already prepared supper and fed the critters. We sit down and share a sweet, savory meal together, and then do any other task that we haven’t yet been completed. Before we end our day, however, we sit down together at the table and read the Bible. We are reading through the Bible in a year again, and it’s so much fun to do this with my husband. I usually try to get to bed by 10:00 pm, and I’m always asleep before Jeff.

I work Monday – Wednesday in the clinic, so that leaves a lot of time off for me to rest, right? Wrong! In fact, I think I work much harder on my days off than I do on my days on. We have somewhat of a zoo around here. There are always animals to tend, bottle babies to feed, and stuff to be cleaned….lots and lots of stuff to be cleaned! Yesterday, on my day off, I got up early to go with my sweet mother-in-law to Covington, LA to pick up her vehicle that had been in the shop. I followed her back, stopped by my house to feed babies again, and then headed over to the rent house which we are preparing to sell. We have had construction people in doing a lot of necessary repairs and upgrades, and those dudes left that house in a mess. My precious mother-in-law and grandson joined me, and we cleaned that house from top to bottom….literally. We washed walls, baseboards, swept and swept and swept, and mopped and mopped.

I finished up about 5:00 pm, and as I was taking my cleaning supplies out of the car while my dogs were outside pottying, I caught a glimpse of a raccoon out of the corner of my eye. It was climbing a magnolia tree at the corner of the house. He scurried right up that big old tree, and he perched himself on a branch (see the picture above), and he rested. That little raccoon stretched out and reclined on that limb like he belonged there. I stopped and took photos and talked with him for a while. He told me with his eyes that he was a tired raccoon. Yes, he looked tired and weary. We had a little chat about being tired and needing to rest. We talked about being tired of COVID 19, tired of politics, tired of people being ugly, and tired of the chaos of life. For a few minutes, I wished that I was that little raccoon, perched up there safely on that limb away from the chaos of life. How do we achieve that level of rest?

Have you ever noticed that although Jesus was a very busy man, He never seemed hurried? He always knew when to serve, and He knew when to get away. He would go from preaching in a synagogue to casting out a demon to healing a sick friend to ministering to the whole city gathered at His door at sundown. I thought my life was busy! He did all of that in just one day, but the very next day, “very early in the morning, while it was still dark, Jesus got up, left the house and went off to a solitary place, where he prayed.” Mark 1:35. He got away from all of the chaos, and He prayed! After pouring Himself out to others, ministering, preaching, teaching, and serving, He got away from all of the chaos, and He left the crowds behind and spent time with God.

Jesus also knew that His disciples needed to rest both physically and mentally at times, and Mark 6:31-32 gives us an example of a time he encouraged them to rest. Jesus understood our human need for rest. In Matthew 11:28-30, He tells us come with Me. I’ll show you how to do this thing called rest. Watch how I do it. Follow my example. I’m not going to put anything too heavy on you. I’ll keep your burdens light. Come rest with Me.

The prophet Jeremiah said it best in chapter 2:25 “Slow down. Take a deep breath. What’s the hurry? Why wear yourself out? Just what are you after anyway?” We are supposed to be chasing Christ, yet we expend all of our energy on things of this world. Oh, we still have to do those things. We have responsibilities in life. Jesus understands that too, but He also wants us to follow His example and get away from it all , find a quiet place, and just spend some time resting and reclining in the arms of our Father.

My little raccoon buddy is still in that tree this morning. I’m sure he had a busy night foraging for food. The cats bowls were empty this morning, so I know he isn’t hungry. He has a pretty nice shady spot to rest here in the middle of our eighty acres, and he has a whole creek full of water in the back yard to drink from and play in. Yes, he has it made in the shade. I’m going to try to take some lessons from him, I’m going to take some time each day to just recline and rest in the presence of my Father. How about you?

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Give me a word, Lord: BE A FRIEND

Job 2:1-13 When Job’s three friends, Eliphaz the Temanite, Bildad the Shuhit and Zophar the Naamathite, heard about all the troubles that had come upon him, they set out from their homes and met together by agreement to go and sympathize with him and comfort him. When they saw him from a distance, they could hardly recognize him; they began to weep aloud, and they tore their robes and sprinkled dust on their heads. Then they sat on the ground with him for seven days and seven nights. No one said a word to him, because they saw how great his suffering was.

My best friend, Lisa’s daughter, Sara, shared the following post on Facebook yesterday.

“It occurred to Pooh and Piglet that they hadn’t heard from Eeyore for several days, so they put on their hats and coats and trotted across the Hundred Acre Wood to Eeyore’s stick house. Inside the house was Eeyore.

“Hello Eeyore,” said Pooh.

“Hello Pooh. Hello Piglet “said Eeyore, in a Glum Sounding Voice.

“We just thought we’d check in on you,” said Piglet, “because we hadn’t heard from you, and so we wanted to know if you were okay.”

Eeyore was silent for a moment. “Am I okay?” he asked, eventually. “Well, I don’t know, to be honest. Are any of us really okay? That’s what I ask myself. All I can tell you, Pooh and Piglet, is that right now I feel really rather Sad, and Alone, and Not Much Fun To Be Around At All.

Which is why I haven’t bothered you. Because you wouldn’t want to waste your time hanging out with someone who is Sad, and Alone, and Not Much Fun To Be Around At All, would you now.”

Pooh looked and Piglet, and Piglet looked at Pooh, and they both sat down, one on either side of Eeyore in his stick house.

Eeyore looked at them in surprise. “What are you doing?”

“We’re sitting here with you,” said Pooh, “because we are your friends. And true friends don’t care if someone is feeling Sad, or Alone, or Not Much Fun To Be Around At All. True friends are there for you anyway. And so here we are.”

“Oh,” said Eeyore. “Oh.” And the three of them sat there in silence, and while Pooh and Piglet said nothing at all; somehow, almost imperceptibly, Eeyore started to feel a very tiny little bit better.

Because Pooh and Piglet were There.
No more; no less.”

At first sight, it looks like this is cited from a 1928 book “The House at Pooh Corner” written by A.A. Milne, but after some further research, I found that it was actually written by an energetic blogger Kathryn Wallace. She writes parodies of encouragement, and these are definitely great words of encouragement.

In the second chapter of Job, we see that Job is in great distress. He didn’t know what was going on behind the scenes. Satan thought that Job would turn away from God and stop worshipping Him if He withheld blessings. When taking away all of Job’s material possessions didn’t work, Satan afflicted Job’s body with boils. His wife even told him to curse God at this point, but he did not.

Job sat down in the ashes with boils covering his whole body likely feeling very alone. But look what happened next. Three friends heard of Job’s trouble, and they set out to meet Job. When they saw him from the distance, they cried, tore their clothes in anguish, sprinkled dust on their heads, and sat with Job for 7 days and 7 nights. They didn’t speak. They just sat with him because they saw how great his suffering was. They were being true friends. They showed up and shut up! Now, later on these three guys were a great source of agitation for Job, but for those seven days, they rocked it! They were true friends. They saw a friend that was suffering, and they showed up and sat with him and made their friendship and presence known.

I pray that you have friends like this. We all need great Christian friends making up our circle. We need friends that recognize when we are going through a trial and know when to show up and shut up. We don’t always need advice. We don’t always require an answer. Most of the time, we just need the presence of a friend. I am so thankful for the beautiful, God fearing, faith filled loving friends that make up my crazy circle in life. Each friend brings a different gift or talent to the table. Each friend is a blessing for which I am eternally grateful!

I reflect back on all of the friends I’ve been blessed to know in my lifetime, and I know that my cup is truly running over. God has blessed me with some awesome people. But of all those friends, whom I dearly love, I know that there is one friend that is the truest of all. His name is Jesus. I know that it’s because of Him that I have all my special friends. He has surrounded me with good friends and loved ones that continue to draw me closer to Him. I only pray that I can be the friend that my friends deserve! And because of Jesus, I am confident that I will never ever be alone!

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Give me a word, Lord: THE PURSUIT OF HAPPINESS

Luke 11:28 But Jesus answered, “Rather, how happy are those who hear the word of God and obey it!”

Psalm 144:15 Happy are the people whose God is the Lord!

Psalm 34:8 Taste and see that the Lord is good; blessed is the one who takes refuge in him.

Philippians 4:11-13 I am not saying this because I am in need, for I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances. I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. I can do all this through him who gives me strength.

Will Smith starred in a movie a few years ago called “The Pursuit of Happyness.” The movie was based on the true life story of Chris Gardner and his one year struggle as a homeless man with a young son living on the streets. I came across this quote from Chris Gardner, and it made me think about pursuing happiness. “It was right then that I started thinking about Thomas Jefferson on the Declaration of Independence and the part about our right to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. And I remember thinking how did he know to put the pursuit part in there? That maybe happiness is something that we can only pursue and maybe we can actually never have it. No matter what. How did he know that?” Everyone is pursuing happiness. Even the guys who wrote the Declaration of Independence over 200 years ago thought that it was necessary to include pursuing happiness as a human right.

Happiness is something that we all want, but we rarely find because we don’t recognize it when we see it. We aren’t looking in the right place for it. What really makes us happy? The scripture tells us that we will find happiness in hearing the Word of God and obeying it, and those whose God is the Lord will be happy. So we find happiness in God, in His Word, and in obeying Him. In Matthew chapter 5, Jesus spoke of those that will be happy. He said that those that are poor in spirit, those that mourn, the meek, the hungry, the merciful, the pure in heart, the peacemakers, and those that are persecuted for righteousness sake are blessed. Well, that laundry list doesn’t sound like a list of happy people. However, in order to truly be happy, we have to seek the source of happiness, and the source of true happiness is Jesus. The Beatitudes listed in Matthew 5 teach us wonderful virtues and values. When we learn these virtues and adapt these values in the way that we live our lives, the result is a joy filled life full of blessings and rewards.

You may remember that old song, “Looking for love in all the wrong places.” I think one of the biggest problems in society is that we are looking for happiness in all the wrong places. We are looking to the world to provide happiness for us, or we are looking within ourselves for happiness. We can look for years on end, and we will never find true happiness in things of this world, and try as we might, we can’t make ourselves happy under our own will. We may find temporary happiness, but it will fade quickly. The true, lasting, full of joy, overflowing heart happiness can only be found in Jesus. And when we find happiness in Jesus, we start seeing things all around us that make us happy. While dressing for work this morning, I made a list in my head of a few things that make me happy: a star filled sky, sunsets, sunrises, fireflies on a warm summer night, my family, my friends, my critters (of course, my critters!), and my list goes on for days. Where do all of these things that make me happy come from? The Creator! He made each and every one of the things, and I find true happiness in these things because I see the Creator in them. Knowing Him and knowing that He created all of these things just for my pleasure brings me extraordinary happiness!

In Philippians 4, Paul tells us that he has learned to be content in whatever circumstance he finds himself in. He says that he has been in need, and he has had plenty. He recognizes that his strength comes from Christ, and no matter what circumstance he is enduring at the moment, he has confidence that Christ will see him through. Peeps, that’s where we find happiness. It is in Christ alone. When we have Christ, we have all that we need. When we look for Him, He is right there with us no matter what circumstance we are going through. If we are enduring hard times, sickness, grief, persecution, or any other difficult situation, we can still be happy knowing that we have the joy of Jesus in our heart and the strength of our Savior to carry us through. I’m here to tell you that true happiness can be found. You just have to know where to look…

Today I challenge you to make a list of things that make you happy, and then look at that list and look for Jesus. I bet you’ll see Him there! If you really want to pursue happiness, all you have to do is pursue Jesus! Pursuing happiness = pursuing Christ!

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Give me a word, Lord: DO YOU KNOW?

Ephesians 4:20-24 That, however, is not the way of life you learned when you heard about Christ and were taught in him in accordance with the truth that is in Jesus. You were taught, with regard to your former way of life, to put off your old self, which is being corrupted by its deceitful desires; to be made new in the attitude of your minds; and to put on the new self, created to be like God in true righteousness and holiness.

My daddy told me a story that an old black minister friend once shared. He said that he asked a boy, “Are you saved?” The boy answered, “I think so.” The minister then told the boy that the way that you can know for sure is “if you is what you was, then you ain’t.” Hey, I know that is poor grammar, and I’m not even going to try to correct it because it speaks the truth in the simplest form. Salvation changes us from the inside out, and we become new beings. We can’t change first, and then get the gift of salvation. It is because of salvation that we change.

Paul explains this in Ephesians chapter 4. When we become Christians, we put off the old self that is corrupted and renew the attitude of our minds. We put on a new self, a self that was created to be like God. We don’t completely change the moment that we accept Christ into our hearts, but we sure start wanting to change. We recognize that our old selves are not like God, and we start gradually changing. The change starts when we learn about Christ, but learning about Christ isn’t the same thing as knowing Him. Far too often, we fill our minds with book knowledge that doesn’t transform into heart knowledge. The more we learn about Christ, the more we want to know, but if we never truly give our hearts to Christ, we will never know and experience the life with Him that He intended for each of us. We must ask Christ to be the Lord of our hearts.

When we accept Christ as our Lord and Savior, and ask Him to be the Lord of our hearts, we put off the old self. “For we know that our old self was crucified with him so that the body ruled by sin might be done away with, that we should no longer be slaves to sin.” Romans 6:6. The person that we once were is no more. The old self was crucified with Christ so that sin no longer rules our bodies and our minds. We are no longer slaves to sin because we are free in Christ. Oh, don’t get me wrong. Sin will still try to creep into the life of a Christian, but knowing and trusting and following Christ will help us to recognize sin as sin, and we can and will overcome and defeat the sin with Christ. Conquering those demons will be hard at first, but as we fall more in love with our Savior, learn more about who He is, learn to fully trust in Him, and start putting on the full armor of God every day, we gradually realize that we can win those battles one battle at a time. We have the strength of the Creator of the universe residing within us. John 16:33 tells us, “I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.” Christ has already overcome the world.

Once we put off the old self, we put on the new self. We are a new creation in Christ, and we must continually renew our attitude as a Christian on a daily basis. How do we do this? We must study the Word of God, talk to Him, keep Christ in our thoughts and actions throughout the entire day. If our minds are on Christ, then our actions will be right. We can’t grow as Christians if we accept Christ as our Savior and go to church on Sunday mornings and do nothing else. That’s not how God designed us, and that’s not the kind of relationship He wants with us. We must keep our eyes on the goal…eternity with Christ. We must live each day with heaven in mind.

I ask that you ask yourself this question today, “Am I saved?” And if you’re not absolutely sure that your answer is yes, just remember what that old preacher said, “if you is what you was, then you ain’t.” Are you a new person in Christ? Have you turned away from those sins of the past? Do you know without a shadow of a doubt where your will spend eternity? If not, don’t wait one more minute! We aren’t promised tomorrow. I don’t profess to be the perfect Christian. I’m just an old Mississippi gal saved by the grace of our loving Savior. I’m just thankful that I ain’t who I was!

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Give me a word, Lord: RESCUED

Psalm 28:7 The Lord strengthens and protects me; I trust in him with all my heart. I am rescued and my heart is full of joy; I will sing to him in gratitude.

Psalm 107:6 Then they cried out to the Lord in their trouble;He rescued them from their distress.

2 Corinthians 1:10 He has rescued us from a terrible death, and he will continue to rescue us. Yes, he is the one on whom we have set our hope, and he will rescue us again.

Part of the fun of Hodge Critter Lodge is the continual animal rescues that occur. We get calls on a regular basis asking if we can take in another critter. Occasionally, we refer the animal in need of rescue to some of the other area wildlife rescue sites, but most of the time, we don’t, or rather can’t, say no. We have rescued so many different species over the past few years. We have rescued deer fawns, fox kits, baby opossums, raccoons, squirrels, flying squirrels, and even skunks. We’ve had fawns running around the house in diapers, and baby flying squirrels jumping from person to person at our kitchen table. We truly love all of God’s creatures. It can be a headache at times, and occasionally lead to heartache, but trying to nourish and provide the needs for a tiny little creature is a true joy.

Day one of the rescue is generally the hardest. The animal is from the wild, and of course, it doesn’t recognize me as the new mama, and that dropper full of formula I am trying to persuade it to drink is nothing like milk from the real mama. It will give them the nourishment and nutrition they need, but they don’t know that. They just see a crazy, kinky headed lady cooing and talking some foreign language trying to force a hard plastic dropper in their little tiny mouths. Nutrition and hydration are truly the most important part of rehabbing, but the babies must be kept warm. We always put them in a small carrier with an electric blanket and a soft towel. We try to make the baby rescue feel right at home. It usually takes a couple of days, but before long, they are taking formula from a bottle, and rather than us trying to force feed them, they begin demanding the bottle. We slowly gain their trust, and they realize that we are there to rescue them and to keep them safe from harm.

There are many biblical accounts of rescues. Not the furry critter kind of rescue, but the good Lord kind of rescue. Don’t you just love the story of Jonah? He always comes to mind when I think of being rescued. God told Jonah to go to Nineveh and preach against the city because they were wicked. Jonah detested the people of Nineveh and going there was the last thing he wanted to do. So he ran. He got on a boat headed for Tarshish which was the opposite direction of Nineveh. Jonah makes me laugh. Did he really think that he could run away and hide from God, the Creator of the universe? Whether he thought he could hide away or not, God showed up and showed him that he couldn’t run and hide. He sent a strong wind and waves, and Jonah finally admitted to the sailors that he was running away from God, and he told them to throw him into the sea to calm the waves. They threw him into the sea, and God sent a big fish to swallow him up. Jonah remained in the belly of the whale for three days. What do you suppose Jonah did next? He recognized the power and authority of God, and he prayed. The fish spat Jonah out, and God told Jonah once again to go to Nineveh. This time, Jonah went. I suppose there’s nothing like living in the belly of a great fish for three days to convince you that God means business.

Jonah traveled to Nineveh, and he preached to the people as God had commanded. To his surprise, the people believed God and repented. God saw that they had turned from their evil ways, and he relented. He didn’t bring the destruction on them which He has promised because they repented. This is where it gets even a bit more funny. Jonah did what he was supposed to do this time. He preached the word of God. the people repented and turned to God and away from their evil ways. Jonah should be happy right? Wrong. He acted like a pouting child that didn’t get his way. He despised the people of Nineveh. He wanted God to destroy them. God had said He would destroy them, but when God saw that they had turned from their evil ways, He relented. This angered Jonah, and God had to remind him that he should have concern for the more 120,000 people of Nineveh. Shouldn’t Jonah have wanted the people to be rescued by God?

God has rescued me too many times to count, and He sent His Son, Jesus, so that we can all be rescued. We have the assurance of everlasting life with the King of Kings. Our eternity is secured if we have accepted Christ as our Savior. Christ rescues us. Without Him, we are weak. We need spiritual nourishment to grow in Christ. We need Christ to keep us safe from harm. He doesn’t force feed us, but He gently guides our path. Before long, we are craving more knowledge of the Savior, and we are spending more time with Him. We may not recognize that we needed saving until we come to know the Savior. We gradually begin to trust Him, and we recline in the comfort and security of His saving grace.

What about those who don’t have that security? What about those who haven’t yet been rescued? What about those people we detest…murderers, child molesters, rapists, thieves, or those closer to home…that grumpy old man down the street, a co-worker that has different opinions, people who have angered us or caused us pain? What about those people?The same God that rescued me wants to rescue them too. The awesome thing about the love of Christ is that there is nothing we can do to make Him love us more, and there is nothing we can do to make Him love us less. He wants to rescue each and every one of us!

If we have the security and promise of eternal life with Christ, He shouldn’t have to make us go tell others like God had to tell old Jonah. We should be telling everyone we come in contact with about the saving grace of Christ. Spread the Good News! And if you haven’t yet been rescued, what are you waiting for? Just call on His name. He’s waiting.

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Give me a Word, Lord: CAN’T WE ALL JUST GET ALONG?

Romans 12:9-17 Don’t just pretend to love others. Really love them. Hate what is wrong. Hold tightly to what is good. Love each other with genuine affection, and take delight in honoring each other. Never be lazy, but work hard and serve the Lord enthusiastically. Rejoice in our confident hope. Be patient in trouble, and keep on praying. When God’s people are in need, be ready to help them. Always be eager to practice hospitality. Bless those who persecute you. Don’t curse them; pray that God will bless them. Be happy with those who are happy, and weep with those who weep. Live in harmony with each other. Don’t be too proud to enjoy the company of ordinary people. And don’t think you know it all! Never pay back evil with more evil. Do things in such a way that everyone can see you are honorable. 18 Do all that you can to live in peace with everyone.

As I was reading this scripture, I thought, “Wow, those words are some good, very basic instructions that we should all be living out daily. I have to share this!” Paul is speaking here to the Roman Christians. Chapter 12 begins with instructions to present our bodies as a living, holy sacrifice acceptable to God. In these verses, He lists out behaviors that the Christian should adopt. As always, the first of these is love. Paul recognizes that love is the most important of the behaviors, and everything else grows out of loving others. Paul even points out that we shouldn’t pretend to love others. We have to really love them. If we truly learn to love like Christ loves us, all of the other behaviors listed will come naturally.

We are to hate what is wrong. Now this doesn’t give us the right or privilege to hate others. We can hate the behavior and hate the sin, but we are not to hate the sinner. Refer back to Paul’s first point. We have to love!. However, just because we truly love a person does not mean that we allow the sin in that person’s life to creep over into ours. We are not to accept sin as okay even when everyone around us is doing it. Don’t fall into the trap of letting yourself believe that something is okay when you know that it is not. Too many things of this world are being accepted as a way of life even though God’s Word teaches us differently.

Paul also tells Christians that we should love each other with genuine affection, and to delight in honoring each other. It does the body and mind good to bring honor to those around us. He also says that we shouldn’t be lazy. We have to work hard and serve the Lord. We have hands, and feet, and hearts designed for serving God and serving others. We must work hard in all that we do as if we are doing it for the Lord. We must rejoice in our confident hope. As Christians, no matter what we are going through, we can be confident in the hope of Christ Jesus. We have the hope of eternal life with Christ.

Be patient in trouble and keep on praying. I love that Paul put these two things together. I am guilty of not always being patient in times of trouble, and I’ve lost my patience more times than I’d like to admit, but I have learned to keep on praying through the troubles. It’s easy to try to handle our problems on our own. It’s human nature, but as we learn to let go and let God take over, we feel a freedom and sense of peace like never before. Give it to God. Pray, Tell Him your troubles, and just wait and see how big He is.

Paul also tells us to help God’s people that are in need, and to be ready to help. We should always be eager to practice hospitality. There are so many people in need. Some need help financially, some need a few groceries to get through the week, some need help around the house, and some just need a friend, someone to talk to, someone to show them the love of Christ, and let them know that they aren’t alone. Be that person. Be hospitable in all you do.

In verse 14, Paul gives us a tough behavior to follow. He tells us to bless those that persecute us. Say what? Paul must be crazy. He wants us to bless those that have wronged us. Again, I have to say, refer back to the first behavior: love. Christians have to love. We have the Spirit of the living God within us, so we must love…even those who hurt us, but not only that, Paul also tells us not to curse the ones that persecute us, but rather to pray for God to bless them. I’ll admit, this is a tough one. It’s not easy to bless someone who has harmed us, but if we talk to God about it, He will help us to find a way. He will give us forgiving hearts. Keep in mind that we are all sinners saved by grace. God forgave us of all of our mess ups, big and little. We aren’t any better than those who have sinned against us.

We should be happy for those who are happy. Share in their joy, but also weep with those who are weeping. When we share in the emotions of those around us, we show them that we truly care about them and we show the love of Christ. Paul also tells us to live in harmony with each other. Oh, that we could get this country to memorize and recite verse 16. The world is full of chaos, riots, strong opinions, and there is a complete absence of harmony, but as Christians, we must continue to strive to live harmoniously. Paul also adds that we shouldn’t be too proud to enjoy the company of ordinary people, and we shouldn’t think that we know it all. We should treat the janitor with the same respect as the CEO of a large corporation, a CNA the same as a great physician, and so on. We will never know it all, and we should continue to strive to learn more daily, and I can assure you that I have gained a wealth of knowledge from a Certified Nursing Assitant back when I was first training to be a nurse, and I gained a wealth of knowledge from a wise physician when I was training to be a Nurse Practitioner. You have to be willing to learn from those who are willing to teach.

Do not pay back evil with more evil, and do things in a way that everyone can see that you are honorable. That’s Paul’s way of saying, “Y’all just be nice!” Follow the golden rule. Do unto others as you would have them do unto you. Be nice, and then the next behavior is easy. Do all that you can to live in peace with everyone! Don’t take revenge. Leave that to God.

Isn’t this some good stuff? These are some really good basic principles that if we each applied to our lives, our lives would be so much better. I wish that we could teach these principles in the schools and in businesses throughout our nation. At some point, we are going to have to turn back to God. Our nation has corporately turned its back on God. We aren’t living sacrificially for Him. We are too busy living for ourselves. One person can make a difference though. One person can make a difference in the life of one person, and that person can make a difference in the life of another, and the goodness and love of Christ can spread like a wildfire if only we would just learn to love like Christ….and learn to be nice!

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Give me a word, Lord: JUST FISHING

Luke 5:4-10 When he had finished speaking, he said to Simon, “Put out into deep water, and let down the nets for a catch.” Simon answered, “Master, we’ve worked hard all night and haven’t caught anything. But because you say so, I will let down the nets.” When they had done so, they caught such a large number of fish that their nets began to break. So they signaled their partners in the other boat to come and help them, and they came and filled both boats so full that they began to sink. When Simon Peter saw this, he fell at Jesus’ knees and said, “Go away from me, Lord; I am a sinful man!”  For he and all his companions were astonished at the catch of fish they had taken, and so were James and John, the sons of Zebedee, Simon’s partners. Then Jesus said to Simon, “Don’t be afraid; from now on you will fish for people.”

I love to fish. Beginning in the early spring, we take the boat out to Old River WMA and fish for catfish among the cypress trees and cypress knees. During the summer, we’ve taken many family vacations to various lakes throughout the south. While there, we boat, swim, tube, and we have so much fun, but we never leave without trying the fishing. We’ve even been known to hit a few of the ponds around here from time to time. I’m not an expert fisherman like Paw Paw J. B. or my husband, Jeff. I just go along for the joy of it. It is quite simply amazing to sit out in a boat in the middle of some of God’s finest creations, enjoying nature at it’s best. I enjoy the bird watching, the beauty of the flora and fauna all around me, and I love just being outside in God’s country. We’ve had some great conversations while out fishing. It is quite relaxing, but oh, man, when those fish start biting, that’s when the real fun begins! When I feel that first tug on the line, my heart skips a beat, and I sit up ready to reel in my big catch. Sometimes, I’ve sat out there all day, and I haven’t gotten a single bite, but I keep going back because I know that maybe they’ll bite the next time.

Simon Peter, James, and John were real fishermen. They were serious about the fishing. This is how they made their living. In Luke 5, we see a story about an unsuccessful night of fishing. These old boys had fished all night long, and they hadn’t caught a thing. Imagine how low their heads must have been hanging as they were ready to call it quits and come to shore. Oh, but Jesus! He showed up and told them to go out to the deep water and drop their nets. The men were already familiar with Jesus, and they knew enough about Him, to follow His instructions. They went out to the deep water after coming up empty handed all night and gave it one more shot. They dropped their nets as Jesus had instructed, and when they pulled the nets up there were so many fish that the nets were breaking. They had to call over some friends in another boat to help them, and the catch filled both boats with fish! Whoa! That’s what I call a good day of fishing.

But then, Simon Peter fell to his knees, and he told Jesus to go away from him. He recognized that only God Himself could have performed such a thing, and when Peter looked at Jesus, he saw the perfect Lord and Master. When Peter looked at his perfect Lord, all he could see was his own sins. He didn’t feel worthy to even be in the presence of Jesus. Jesus didn’t turn away, but instead told Peter to not be afraid, “from now on you will fish for people.” I don’t know if Peter really understood what Jesus meant with that statement, but he trusted Him enough to follow, and he did indeed become a great fisher of men.

I love this story because as I said earlier, I love to fish so it is truly relatable, but I also love it because it is a great reminder to us here, more than 2000 years later, that we too can and should be fishers of men. God didn’t send His Son to earth to walk along side His people and then become the ultimate sacrificial lamb just so that I could experience eternal life with the heavenly Father. He did this amazing thing so that ALL people could come to Him. But how are all people going to come to know the Father if someone that truly knows Him doesn’t share the Good News? Isaiah 6:8 is one of my favorite verses: Then I heard the voice of the Lord saying, “Whom shall I send? And who will go for us?” And I said, “Here am I. Send me!” Jesus didn’t just call on Peter, James, and John and all of the other chosen disciples to be fishers of men. He calls upon each and every christian to be fishers of men. We can’t keep the gospel all to ourselves! We have to get out there and share it with this lost and dying world before it’s too late!

I’m not the best fisherman, but over the years I’ve gotten a little better. I’ve learned some skills from my husband. I paid attention. I have learned what works and what doesn’t. When we fish for fish, we always have a great time even if we come home empty handed. It’s okay if we don’t bring supper home because God has already blessed us with freezers and pantries full of food. So even though I take my fishing for fish seriously, it’s just for fun. But fishing for men…well that’s a whole other story! I’ll admit that I’m not the best witness for Christ. I’m still a work in progress, but I pay attention to His word. I’ve learned some things, and I’ve seen what works and what doesn’t work when sharing the gospel. And one thing I’ve learned is that I must share the gospel! If I’m not doing my part to share the gospel, it’s not okay. It isn’t just for fun. It has eternal consequences. I don’t want anyone to spend eternity in hell, so I’m going to keep on fishing…fishing for men. Sometimes, I’ve shared the Good News all day, and I haven’t gotten a single bite, but I keep going back because I know that maybe they’ll bite the next time….and when they bite…my heart skips a beat and I can’t wait to reel them in!

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Give me a word, Lord: JUST SMILE

Proverbs 15:30 “A cheerful look brings joy to the heart; good news makes for good health.”

Proverbs 15:13-15 “A glad heart makes a happy face; a broken heart crushes the spirit. 

Psalm 126:2-3 “Then our mouth was filled with laughter, and our tongue with shouts of joy; then they said among the nations, “The LORD has done great things for them.” The LORD has done great things for us; we are glad.”

I love that silly movie “Elf”, and my all time favorite line from the movie is, “I just like to smile…smiling’s my favorite!” Have you ever thought about the power of a smile? A smile is a powerful weapon, and smiling is quite contagious. I’m not talking about fake smiles that are forced. I’m talking about those smiles that are derived from the great joy that starts in the heart and ends up spreading all over the face. I’m talking about the kind of smiling that makes your cheeks hurt with delight. When is the last time you wore a genuine smile on your face?

I can remember stopping by our small town grocery store a few years ago. I was walking behind this older fellow. He stopped abruptly, turned, and almost ran me over. Instead of responding grumpily, I smiled at him and said, “Hello, Sir! How are you today?” He snorted and said, “I’m old and I’m GROUCHY!” Instead of responding in kind, I looked at him, put a big old grin on my face, and as sweetly as possible said, “Well, maybe you could try smiling! It wouldn’t hurt anything. Might even make you feel better.” Before I rounded the corner of the next aisle, he was next to me with his buggy telling me a joke. I think he even cracked a smile. Smiling is definitely contagious!

When I look back on that simple little memory, I think about it with joy. What if I hadn’t been faithful in my christian walk that day? What if I had responded just as grumpily as that old fellow? What would it have accomplished? Not a thing! But because I am filled with the Spirit of the true living God, even on my worst days, my heart is full of joy. I could keep that joy all to myself, but that wouldn’t do any good. Just that one kind word with a smile on my face changed the whole demeanor of what could have been a very mean old man. I don’t know why he was feeling so old and grouchy that particular day, but I do know that simple kindness changed his whole attitude and outlook.

Y’all, that’s the way God works! He fills our hearts with joy, and we can’t help but let that joy leak out and spread all over the place. I think God designed us with the ability to smile so that others could see Him in us. Smiling isn’t just the upturning of our lips. Smiling is what our face does when our heart is glad. In the world, we haven’t had a lot to smile about lately. But if we have a glad heart, we can’t help but have a cheerful face. We can seek fame and fortune, always chasing the next big thing, trying to get more stuff and better things, but all that stuff won’t give us glad hearts. The pleasure of that stuff will last a little while, but in the end, it will just leave our hearts and our pocketbooks empty.

I know the answer for a glad heart and a cheerful face. His name is Jesus. If you invite Him into your heart, EVERYTHING changes! You start to see everything through the light of Christ. Those bad days don’t seem so bad anymore, and those good days are oh so much better. Through Christ, our hearts are slowly transformed and pump with gladness and joy. Your heart controls your face. If your heart is grumpy or sad or gloomy, your face will appear grumpy or gloomy, but if your heart is happy, you can’t help but have a cheerful face. The face is the mirror to your heart, and your heart should be a reflection of the love of Christ.

Put a smile on your face today! Turn that frown upside down! Feel the joy of Jesus, and let other see Who fills your heart with joy! If I’ve said it once, I’ve said it a hundred times, “I’m drinking from my saucer because my cup is overflowing,” and “I just like to smile…smiling’s my favorite!” I’m going to keep on smiling. How about you?

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Give me a word, Lord: EXPECTING ANSWERS

James 1:5-7 If any of you lacks wisdom, you should ask God, who gives generously to all without finding fault, and it will be given to you.  But when you ask, you must believe and not doubt, because the one who doubts is like a wave of the sea, blown and tossed by the wind.  That person should not expect to receive anything from the Lord.

John 15:7 If you remain in me and my words remain in you, ask whatever you wish, and it will be done for you.

John 16:24 Until now you have not asked for anything in my name. Ask and you will receive, and your joy will be complete.

When you pray, do you pray expecting an answer from God? I hope that you do because if you’re not expecting a response, what is the point of praying? When I have a conversation with my husband, I expect him to hear what I am saying, and I expect that he will respond. I may not always get the response that I wanted, but I get a response. Our conversations with God should be similar to this. It should be a two-sided conversation, but we too often make it one-sided. We go to Christ in prayer with a laundry list of items that we call out to Him in prayer. We may be asking for healing, health, help managing finances, praying for a lost loved one’s heart to be softened so that that person can come to Christ, and so many more things. We spill our hearts, give Him the list, and then we patiently wait for an answer, right? Most of the time, if we are honest, the answer is no. We get busy trying to answer our prayers on our own accord. We try to solve our own problems. We may even say that we don’t hear from God.

I’m here to tell you that I know that God answers prayers. I’ve seen Him answer more prayers than I can count. He may not answer in a loud, audible voice, but He answers. In my experience, it is usually that still small voice that I hear. It may be a strong feeling or a gut instinct that guides us. Sometimes, it’s the voice of another. Christ may put someone in our path to answer our prayers. Christ works in mysterious ways, and He is always working behind the scenes. He knows our needs. He loves us, and He is always listening.

So why then, do we sometimes feel that He isn’t answering us? As I said earlier, prayer should be a two sided conversation. When we don’t hear from God, it’s likely that we aren’t listening. When we go to the Father in prayer and we want an answer, then we have to be ready to hear His response. We need to remove distractions. Turn the television and the radio off. Turn down the noise. Go to a quiet place and talk to Him. People that are hard of hearing have great difficulty hearing what others are saying when they are talking in a noisy room with lots of background noise. If we’re not hearing God, maybe there is too much background noise. It may not be a noise issue, however. It may be a problem of busyness. We may give God our laundry list, and then get so involved with the busyness of the day, that we can’t hear God because we are too busy to hear Him. Perhaps we aren’t hearing from God because what we are praying for isn’t withing the will of God. “Until now you have not asked for anything in my name. Ask and you will receive, and your joy will be complete.” John 16:24. But maybe, just maybe, we aren’t hearing from God because we’re not expecting an answer. If we aren’t expecting an answer from God, we probably won’t get an answer. We have to have faith and confidence that He hears our prayers and know that He will answer. We may not always get the answer we want, when we want it, or how we want it, but rest assured. We will get the answer we need just when we need it and always right on time.

I don’t know what your situation is, but I can tell you that God has definitely answered many prayers in my life. I’ve not always been a prayer warrior. I’ve had a pretty weak prayer life at times. When I was younger, I had a memorized prayer that I prayed each night. It was a laundry list in which I asked God to watch over my family. I would name them off one by one. I would ask for forgiveness of sins, and I would thank Him for His blessings. My prayer didn’t vary much from night to night. As I grew older and closer in my walk with God, my prayer life changed. It was a gradual change, but I went from reciting an almost identical prayer nightly to a continual conversation with God that goes on 24 hours a day. I’m not kidding, y’all. As soon as I wake up in the morning, I start talking to God, praising Him, thanking Him, and telling Him that I love Him. On my drive to work, I sing praise songs very loud and proud (with my windows rolled up to protect the general public LOL), and I talk to God. While I’m working and seeing patients, running here and there, sometimes feeling like I can’t keep up, I stop and pray. On my drive home, I pray and thank God for getting me through another day. I pray before I go to sleep. If I wake up during the night, I pray. I’m telling you that I have learned that prayer is not just for meals and bedtime. Prayer for me is a way of life.

I’ve felt the peace of Christ during a harrowing, hectic day at work. I felt a nudge from the Holy Spirit encouraging me to think about something or pointing me in the direction that He wants to go. I’ve seen my marriage strengthened in a way I never dreamed possible. I’ve seen lost loved ones come to Christ after what seemed like years of praying. I’ve witnessed miracles first hand. I’ve felt the love of Christ. I’ve experienced His mercy and grace a million times over. So does He answer prayers? Yes! All day long, every day He is listening. He is answering. He is there.

Go to the Savior today. Pray. Expect and answer. Listen. Watch. Learn. Our heavenly Father yearns for closeness with his kids. Why don’t you call Him up today?

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Give me a word, Lord: FACING GIANTS

I Samuel 17:45-47 David said to the Philistine, “You come against me with sword and spear and javelin, but I come against you in the name of the Lord Almighty, the God of the armies of Israel, whom you have defied. 46 This day the Lord will deliver you into my hands, and I’ll strike you down and cut off your head. This very day I will give the carcasses of the Philistine army to the birds and the wild animals, and the whole world will know that there is a God in Israel. 47 All those gathered here will know that it is not by sword or spear that the Lord saves; for the battle is the Lord’s, and he will give all of you into our hands.”

I John 4:4 You, dear children, are from God and have overcome them, because the one who is in you is greater than the one who is in the world.

Can’t you just see it in your mind’s eye? Here is a 9 foot 9 inch tall man wearing 125 lbs of armor standing at least 2-3 feet taller than the Israelites. A young, shepherd boy decides that he is going to take on this giant who is taunting the Lord’s army. He tries on the king’s armor, but it is much too heavy and too big for him to wear. He then goes out onto the battle field armed only with a few stones and a slingshot. But if we read the scripture closely, we realize that the stones and the slingshot were not his only armor. He was armed with the mighty strength of God. David told Goliath, “You come against me with sword and spear and javelin, but I come against you in the name of the Lord Almighty.” He knew from where to draw his strength, and he had faith and confidence in God. Was he afraid? I imagine that he was. David was probably 5 foot something, facing a mighty giant of a warrior who was almost twice his height and size. Yet, David went out and defeated this giant.

We don’t have a Goliath on a battlefield challenging and taunting us daily, but we do have our giants! Oh, the giants we face! Some are facing the giants of unemployment, unpaid bills, marital issues, problems with children, addiction to drugs or alcohol, depression, and the list goes on and on and on. Our giants taunt us in our beds at night as we try to sleep, at our place of work, in our cars, and in our homes. It seems that the giant follows us wherever we go. We try to avoid the giant. We try to run from it. We may even try to stand up to our giants, only to find that we back down again. No matter what you call your giant, let’s face it, his name is not Goliath. His name is FEAR! Yep, I said it. The giant we are all facing is fear. We are fearful of the what ifs, and we forget who our mighty Savior is and what He can do if we just allow Him to take control of any and every situation.

Fear will stop you in your tracks. Fear will consume you. Fear will cause you to lose sleep at night. But God! Oh, but God! God will push you further than you ever dreamed possible. God will totally consume you if you allow Him to, and fill you with a total, all consuming peace. There is nothing like the peace of knowing that God is in control. And with that peace, God gives you rest. When we truly turn our giants over the God, we can have peaceful sleep and awaken knowing that God’s got this…whatever “this” may be. We can rest knowing that God will defeat the giant, and we will no longer feel defeated.

I know facing our giants is not an easy task. It’s human nature to avoid the problem. Sometimes we think that if we ignore a problem long enough, it will just go away. Well, those Israelites ignored old Goliath, and he didn’t budge. He continued to taunt them day after day until little David decided that enough was enough. But remember that David didn’t go up against Goliath in and of himself. He went against Goliath knowing that God would fight and win the battle for him. He had confidence that the One that was in him was greater than the one that was in the world. (I John 4:4) He totally trusted that God would win the battle for him. What about you? Do you believe that God can win your battles? I do! I’ve seen Him in action too many times. I’ve felt an absolute, complete, overwhelming sense of peace so many times when peace should not have been found. I’ve faced a few giants in my time, but I know now without a shadow of a doubt, that I am not facing the giants alone. I have a heavenly Father, my Savior, my King, who is holding my hand and leading me through the battlefields with His strength and grace and mercy, and I know that the battles have already been won.

We don’t have to face our giants alone. Give it to God, and trust Him. We can go confidently to the throne of God’s grace, and we will receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need! (Hebrews 4:16) Will you give your giants to the Savior today?

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Give me a word, Lord: FAINTING GOATS & THE SACRIFICIAL LAMB

I Peter 1:19-22 It was the precious blood of Christ, the sinless, spotless Lamb of God. God chose him as your ransom long before the world began, but now in these last days he has been revealed for your sake. Through Christ you have come to trust in God. And you have placed your faith and hope in God because he raised Christ from the dead and gave him great glory. You were cleansed from your sins when you obeyed the truth, so now you must show sincere love to each other as brothers and sisters. Love each other deeply with all your heart.

I am an animal lover through and through, and we have had a lot of adorable critters over the years, but baby goats are probably some of the cutest critters at Hodge Critter Lodge. As a matter of fact, a baby fainting goat, that I named Syncope, was the first goat to steal my heart. We had raised beef cattle, and continue to do so, branched out to some fine feathered friends like chickens, ducks, guineas, and geese, and had started building a new barn when I found a beautiful baby fainting goat online, and I just had to have her. She was a bottle baby, and though I struggled to teach her how to take a bottle the first week, she completely stole my heart in the end. She grew into the sweetest goat and loved all of our attention.

We’ve tried raising a variety of goats on our little farm, but we always end up with a small herd of fainters. We keep them for a variety of reasons. I guess the first and foremost reason is because they are so much fun. Fainting goats do not literally faint. Their muscles freeze up and contract when they are startled and they fall over. It doesn’t hurt them. Its just part of the genetic makeup of the breed. We also raise them because they are very hardy. They are tough little boogers. A reason other people have raised this particular breed is for herd protection. They place a fainting goat in with a large herd of sheep. If a predator comes in to attack the sheep, the sheep run away and the fainting goat faints and falls over thus becoming the sacrifice for the herd. Our animals are kept in a nice big barn with a secure fence around them, so we don’t use our fainting goats for this purpose thankfully.

When I think of the idea of the fainting goat being sacrificed for the herd, I can’t help but think of our Lord and Savior who was the ultimate sacrifice for you and I. When I read the Old Testament. I am always amazed at the numbers of goats and sheep that were sacrificed as sin offerings to God. They had to choose perfect animals for sacrifice, lambs or goats without blemish or stain. Through these sacrifices, they were made right with God again. The sacrifices redeemed them.

In Genesis 22, Abraham and Isaac gave a preemptive view of God’s plan. God told Abraham to go up to the mountain and sacrifice his son Isaac. Abraham followed God’s instructions. He didn’t question. He didn’t refuse. He gathered his son, and wood, and went up to the mountain as instructed. Isaac asked his dad about the lamb. Abraham told his son that God would provide the lamb, and He did. Abraham was given a ram to sacrifice instead of his son, Isaac. Abraham didn’t know how things were going to work out, but He trusted God completely.

God later sent the ultimate sacrifice, His Son, Jesus Christ. He came to earth, fully God and fully man, walked without sin. He was perfect in every way, unblemished and without the stain of sin. He died on that old rugged cross as a propitiation for our sins. Yes, he was the ultimate sacrificial lamb. He was the atonement for all of the sin in this world, past, present, & future. As prophesied and planned by God, Jesus arose three days later. The holy Lamb of God was the final sacrifice. We no longer need to gather our sheep and goats and build alters and offer them in sacrifice. Jesus has already made a way for our atonement. We only have to admit that He is our Lord and Savior and ask Him into our hearts, believe that He died for us, and confess with our mouths and commit to follow him.

I’m so thankful I didn’t have to sacrifice my sweet Syncope, but it pains me to think about the agony and suffering our Lord endured to redeem me. I am ever so grateful that He loves me that much. I know I’ll be spending eternity with the perfect Lamb of God. How about you?

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Give me a word, Lord: SHOWERS OF BLESSINGS

Ezekiel 34:26 I will make them and the places surrounding my hill a blessing. I will send down showers in season; there will be showers of blessing.

Zechariah 10:1 Ask the LORD for rain in the springtime; it is the LORD who sends the thunderstorms. He gives showers of rain to all people, and plants of the field to everyone.

Daniel Whittle penned a song titled “Showers of Blessings” many years ago. It’s an old familiar song that we sang in church yesterday morning. The words rang in my ears, and I felt the showers of blessings coming down from above. “Showers of blessing, Showers of blessing we need: Mercy drops round us are falling, But for the showers we plead.”

This made me think about all of the showers of blessings and the mercy drops that the Lord has bestowed on me and my family over the years. We can think about the showers figuratively or literally. Here on the farm, those literal showers can be true blessings. We pray for rain for the crops and rain for the grass for the cattle. There is nothing like a sweet summer shower to cool things off in the midst of a hot Mississippi day. Those glorious showers produce delicious crops in the summer such as sweet corn, tomatoes, peas, beans, squash, cucumbers, and oh so much more. Those showers are refreshing and much needed, but they don’t even compare to the figurative showers that God bestows upon us.

A couple of nights ago, our nightly Bible reading was in 2 Chronicles 14-16. King Asa was the new king, and there was peace in the land of Judah for ten years. Asa did what was good in the sight of the Lord, and he sought the Lord diligently. Because he sought the Lord, his kingdom enjoyed a period of peace. He was able to build fortified towns throughout Judah. God gave him a rest from his enemies. When he did go to battle, he asked God for help and placed his trust in God alone, and he as victorious. Whenever the king or his people sought the Lord, they found him and He was with them. However, in the 36th year of Asa’s reign, King Baasha of Israel invaded Judah. Instead of seeking the Lord as he had previously, Asa removed silver and gold from the treasuries of the Temple of the Lord and the royal palace, and sent these to Kind Ben-hadad of Aram asking that they make a treaty. He asked Ben-hadad to break his treaty with King Baasha. King Asa didn’t rely on God, but rather on man, and because of this, God removed His blessing from King Asa. It was even noted that King Asa developed a serious foot disease, and he still didn’t seek the Lord’s help. He trusted in physicians only, and did not call on God. He died in the 41st year of his reign.

As I read these chapters, I couldn’t help but wonder what in the world was Asa thinking? He had been so close in his walk with God. He was leaning on the Lord, and was receiving showers of blessings. But then, after God had taken such great care of him through the years, he suddenly decided to rely on himself, man, and his own plans. God always wants to bless his kids, but let’s face it sometimes God can’t bless His kids because they are living outside of His will. If we are honest, we would all have to admit that there have been times when we have tried to do things on our own. There have been times when we have been walking outside of God’s will for us. In Ezekiel 34:26, God has promised a time when He would regather His people and pour out His blessings upon them. The Lord promised to provide them with bumper crops in their fields, complete safety from all harm, and abundant rain,.He promised showers of blessings. God wants His people to regather in His name for His purpose. He wants us to follow His Word and live for Him and not for ourselves.

This world is a mess! As a country, we have tried doing things our own way, and we have slowly walked away from God. It is time for all of God’s children to regather and turn back to Him. It is time to seek His will and His ways, and for us to lean fully on Him. I can honestly say that God has showered us with so many more blessings that we deserve. Those mercy drops have been humongous at times, and I’m forever grateful. I just can’t get over all of the grace and mercy that Jesus has poured down on me. I pray that we can regather in His name, and we can enjoy a long, luxurious shower of blessing from our heavenly Father!

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ESCAPE ARTISTS

This is an excerpt from my most recent book, “Inspirations from the Funny Farm”. It’s one of my favorite stories in the book.. Why must we always try to escape God’s presence and do things on our own?

“Where can I go from Your Spirit? Where can I flee from Your presence? If I go up to the heavens, You are there; if I make my bed in the depths, You are there. If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, even there Your hand will guide me, Your right hand will hold me fast.” Psalm 139:7-10

“But as for me, my prayer is to You, O Lord, at an acceptable time, O God, in the greatness of Your lovingkindness. Answer me with Your saving truth. Deliver me from the mire and do not let me sink. May I be delivered from my foes and from the deep waters.” Psalm 69:13-14

Coatimunidi are in the family of raccoons and kinkajous. They are highly intelligent. These are the South American version of our native raccoon. Their body size is smaller than raccoons, and they have a long snout like nose which is used to dig for insects. They have the distinctive ringed tail similar to that of a raccoon. We have owned both mountain coatis and white nosed coatis. I think that the mountain coatis are our favorites. They are very playful, and they thrive on human attention and interaction. They require constant stimulation. We took a trip up to Tennessee to get our most recent pair of coatis. We used the excuse that we were taking a summer vacation to the lake so that people wouldn’t think we were some kind of crazy critter people. After all, who drives 10-12 hours to buy critters? We do! We loaded up an RV and drove up to Fontana Lake. After enjoying a few days in North Carolina on the lake, we took our rented Ford Explorer and drove to Tennessee to pick up our new babies. We always drive Toyotas or Subarus and have never driven a Ford so we didn’t really know anything about the vehicle except that it was a very nice ride.

We picked up our baby coatis who were 6 and 8 weeks of age at the time. They were tiny and about the size of kittens. Jeff was driving back to the campsite and asked if I could take the wheel for a while. We pulled over and changed position. After a few minutes, he was playing with the coati babies. Then, all of a sudden, one of the babies dove into the floor of the car and raced up behind the dash area of the car. Like I said, we didn’t know anything about Fords. We pulled over on side of the mountain, scratched our heads, put our ears against the dash, trying to figure out where the little escapee may be and how we were going to retrieve him. We had just bought him less than an hour ago, and I thought he was a goner. I was fighting to hold back the tears. I didn’t know what to do. We couldn’t find him anywhere. I was afraid if we drove, he would get into an area where the exhaust would kill him. We didn’t have a clue what to do. Jeff assumed the wheel and we continued our ride towards the lake intently listening for any movement in or around the dash. Thoughts were flying through my head. What if we couldn’t get him out? Would we turn the rented Ford in with a coati in the dash? Would we tell them that there was a coati in the dash, or should we just let them figure it out on their own? Oh, what were we to do? I was just about to have a conniption fit!

I remembered that we had passed a Ford dealership near Bryson City, and I looked up their phone number. I called the service department and this conversation occurred:

Me: “Sir, we are in a rented Ford Explorer. Before I go any further let me assure you that this is not a practical joke and we are not pranking you. I promise.”

Service Man: “Okay, ma’am, what can we do for you.”

Me: “As I said, we are in rented Ford Explorer, and we do not know anything about this vehicle. We are staying at Fontana Lake, and we are on our way back from Bybee, TN with two baby coatimundi.”

Service Man: “With baby whats?”

Me: “Baby coatimundi. They are the South American version of a raccoon. They are babies. Well, anyways, one of the babies jumped out of my husband’s lap and ran up behind the dash area. We can’t find him and don’t know how to get him out. I am so afraid he will die in there. I know it’s almost closing time, but if we drive straight there, can you help us get him out?”

Service Man: (Long pause.) “Does he bite? How big is this thing?”

Me: “He’s tiny. He’s a baby. About the size of a kitten. He may bite. I don’t know. We haven’t had him but an hour or two, but he hasn’t bitten us. If he does, it’ll be like a kitten bite. Can you help us, please? I promise this is not a joke. We need your help. (Desperation in my voice.)”

Service Man: “Um, yea. Come on down and we’ll see what we can do.”

We quickly drove to the dealership. It seemed like it took forever to get there, although it was less than a thirty minute drive. We pulled up at the service department, and I think every service man there came out to greet us to see what these rednecks from Mississippi were talking about. It took them two seconds to pop the dash piece off. Our little coati was right there. Jeff pulled him out, and he was perfectly fine. Again, praise the Lord! I thanked the service guys profusely, and I think they were excited to have a crazy little story to share with their friends and family. We did not allow the coatis to be held while driving or riding in the vehicle from that point on. We eventually safely arrived home in Mississippi, and we named them Pip Squeak and Pitter Patter. They have a huge enclosure attached to our porch that my husband built. We pull chairs in there and play with them as much as possible. They are awesome little critters, and they continue to bring us great joy!

With the quantity of critters that we have had through the years, and the quality of critters, we have had quite a few escape events. I’ve even chased pigs in high heels while getting ready to head to church on a Sunday morning. Every time, I panic briefly while trying to catch the little escapee, but then we always get a great big old belly laugh after the fact. I’m thankful that God protects these little creatures just as he protects each of us.

I look back on my own life, and I see all the many times that I “escaped” from God for periods of times. There were times when I just wanted to see what life had to offer, times that I got too busy for God, and then there were other times that I thought I had everything under control…under my own power. He provided every need for those Israelites as they wandered for forty years. He provided manna from heaven. He turned a rock into water. They saw the provision of God first hand, up close and personal, and yet they continued to turn their backs on God and try to escape His presence. I have never been able to understand this. I want to scream, “You knuckleheads! Can’t you see what God has done for you!”  As I’ve aged, I realized that God rescued me more times than I can even begin to count.  I’ve been a knucklehead quite a few times myself. I am eternally thankful that He has patience when I goof up like those old Israelites, and He gently puts me back on His path. God loves me even more than I love all of these silly little critters, and He has gone before me to keep me safe from harm as I walk through this thing we call life.

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Give me a word, Lord: STAMINA

I Corinthians 9:24-25 Do you not know that in a race all the runners run, but only one receives the prize? So run that you may obtain it. Every athlete exercises self-control in all things. They do it to receive a perishable wreath, but we an imperishable.

Ecclesiastes 9:10 Whatever your hand finds to do, do it with your might, for there is no work or thought or knowledge or wisdom in Sheol, to which you are going.

Deuteronomy 31:6 Be strong and courageous. Do not fear or be in dread of them, for it is the Lord your God who goes with you. He will not leave you or forsake you.

I’ve shared this story before, but I can’t help but share it again because it brings me great joy. When nearing the end of our mission trip to Peru, we traveled by boat down the Amazon River to Casa Mi Padre, a boys home. We camped outdoors on mats under mosquito tents. It was a pretty amazing experience, but being in the great outdoors on the Amazon River was just a little piece of cake. The sweet, delicious icing on the cake came the next morning.
We were up early setting up for the day, when a little 80 year old lady who was about as big as a minute came paddling upstream to our site. Seriously, y’all, she was 4 foot nothing and 80 years old. She had paddled upstream for an hour to get to our camp because she knew that we had something she needed. She walked up the hill with her paddle in hand. We weren’t quite set up for patient care, but she peaked our interest, and we stopped to get to know her. She told us that she had 12 children, 8 of which were still living. One daughter brought her food each week but had failed to come the previous week. She was hungry. We had some scrambled eggs and bread and cold water, and she scarfed it down. We went through our back packs and loaded her up with as many snacks as we could find so that she could take something back home with her.
I then examined her in my makeshift clinic under an outdoor gazebo. I gave her necessary medications, and she proceeded on to our dental clinic and eye clinic with paddle in hand. She was guarding that paddle the entire time.
A few hours had passed, and I noticed a man carrying her paddle away. I didn’t speak the native language, and couldn’t make the man understand. I recruited a translator, and had the translator explain to the man that the paddle belonged to the little lady. The joke was on us. Turned out that the little old lady had high jacked a boat, paddled upstream an hour because she heard that our team would be there. We had something she wanted, and she did what she had to do to get it. We all had a good laugh, and arranged for a family member that was present to take her back home, but not before she had a full belly, medications, new glasses, and new teeth. She praised God for each of us, and wished many blessings over our team.
Now, I am not condoning nor recommending “borrowing” a boat or taking something that doesn’t belong to you to get what you need. But I am recommending that we all strive for that kind of stamina when we are seeking Christ and doing His work. We should paddle upstream if necessary to reach others for Christ. We need to travel to remote places, go to the hard places, meet people that are outside our daily circle, talk to people that we may not even like, and do whatever it takes to share the Good News. God will open the doors. God will make a way. You only have to be a willing vessel and have the stamina to do it. If a 4 foot tall 80 year old woman can paddle upstream up the Amazon River, can’t we go down the street, in the comfort of our air conditioned vehicle, and tell others about Christ? Yes, we can! God will give us all the stamina we need!!