I avoid looking forward or backward, and try to keep looking upward.
“The question is not whether the things that happen to you are chance things or God’s things because, of course, they are both at once. There is no chance thing through which God cannot speak—even the walk from the house to the garage that you have walked ten thousand times before, even the moments when you cannot believe that there is a God who speaks at all anywhere.”
Buechner’s words are always welcome words to my ears but I REALLY liked the ones I read this morning. They really hit the nail on the head for why I write 99% of what I write…God speaks to me, to us, constantly. Most of my joy in this journey comes from taking a moment here and there to try to figure out what He is saying to me. If I can encourage one person to stop and ask “What just happened here?” then I’ve done a good thing with my day.
I found myself going to Matthew 13 after reading Buechner, wanting to remind myself of those words Jesus spoke about why He spoke in parables. And I found my attention riveted to verses 16-17…
“But blessed are your eyes because they see, and your ears because they hear. For truly I tell you, many prophets and righteous people longed to see what you see but did not see it, and to hear what you hear but did not hear it.”
–Matthew 13-16-17, NIV
I want to see God. I want to hear Him. So I must seek Him by constantly asking, “Was that You, God?”
In His service,
“I, Jesus, have sent my angel to give you this testimony for the churches. I am the Root and the Offspring of David, and the bright Morning Star.”
On this day we celebrate the birth of Christ into our world, it seems appropriate to me to welcome Him as the Bright Morning Star. Those three words say so much about our Savior and Redeemer.
Bright – bringing into a dark world.
Morning – signifying a new beginning.
Star – radiant.
Christ came for so very many reasons. Chief among those, if I strip everything away, is that Christ came that I, that you, would have an abundant life…filled with things this world can not properly measure.
By whatever name you choose to call Christ, whatever characteristic you need Him to be for you right now, may you find it.
You and I are not called to be Christ.
We are to be like Christ.
Merry Christmas to all,
“Do not be afraid, Abram.
I am your shield,
your very great reward.”
A forcefield. Ah, how many times have I watched or read about a superhero who among his arsenal is a forcefield…an impenetrible shield that wards off bullets, magic spells and death rays. If just that single power isn’t enough to sign up to be a defender of justice what is?
There are no shortage of events to remind me that it’s a pretty evil world out there. Unfortunately an event like the one in Newtown are all too horrifying. Through it all, what a joy to know that we have a Shield.
You and I. Our Shield does not stop bullets. It does not stop evil spoken against us. Nor does it prevent us from getting sick or seriously ill. Or worse. But God does protect us. He is Our Shield. Let us not get caught up in debates about where God was on 9/11 or that Friday in Newtown. May we not doubt His omnipotence, His omniscience, or His Omnipresence, for His ways are not my ways. He says He is my Shield, so He is.
On this day, the day before we celebrate His coming, let us rejoice in I AM.
“When the wicked advance against me
to devour me,
it is my enemies and my foes
who will stumble and fall.
Though an army besiege me,
my heart will not fear;
though war break out against me,
even then I will be confident.”