Monday, June 26, 2017


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"Then people went out to see what had happened,
and they came to Jesus, and found the man  from
whom the demons had gone, sitting at the feet of
Jesus, clothed and in his right mind; and they were
afraid." (Luke 8:35 RSV)

Would that ever be frightening.

If Jesus went to Hollywood and started casting
out demons.  Can you imagine people actually
putting their clothes on and having a right mind?

That would scare the rest of them to death.
Would it scare you being around a sane

Friday, June 23, 2017


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About forty years ago, as a young man,  I wanted to 
think that God paid his managers very well.
[Guess what I had in mind.]

I was right.  I was right.  I was right.

But on payday.  

I was wanting it ahead of time.

Thursday, June 22, 2017


"For he who sows to his own flesh
will from the flesh reap corruption;
but he who sows to the Spirit will
from the Spirit reap eternal life."
(Galatians 6:8 RSV)

Wednesday, June 21, 2017


"A man's mind plans his way,
but the Lord directs his steps."
(Proverbs 16:9 RSV)

Many, many years ago I was just a "dumb" kid in
High School.  About the only things of interest to
me were my "hot rod" and girls.

One year wanting  to take a class in physics, because
I thought I might learn something in it I could use 
to make my "hot rod" faster, they would not let me
because the class was full.  So, the counselor talked
me into taking "typing" instead.  Why not.  There
would be no home work, very few of us had
typewriters at home.  No reading and studying, 
O.K.  I had to have another class so it sounded
good to me.

Now, about 67 years latter, I have seen time after
time that "typing" class has been of more value to
me than any other class I ever took in High School
or either College.

I thank God for directing my steps when I was
not smart enough to.

"I know, O Lord, that the way of man is not
in himself, that it is not in man who walks
to direct his steps."
(Jeremiah 10:23 RSV)

Tuesday, June 20, 2017


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"The power of prayer cannot be diminished
by distance; it is not limited by age, infirmity
political change or restrictions.  The power of
prayer in the life of an obedient Christian can
only be undermined by neglect."
-David Bentley Taylor

Monday, June 19, 2017


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Many of us know about the apostle Paul's thorn in the flesh. 
And the Scriptures make it clear that because of the revelations
God gave him, the thorn was given to; 1.  Keep him humble.
2. Keep him dependent on God, not himself.  Good advise
for all of us.

Now I am not near as perfect as you.  I would expect that 
your thorn in the flesh is something as serious as not 
being able to pronounce "Zerubbabel" correctly.  That of 
course is to keep you from feeling "over  smart".  But me,
 I live in a briar patch.

This morning in my devotional period the Lord seemed
to reveal to me clearly, and gently, that one of those 
stickers in the briar patch is "my thorn in the flesh".
Believe it or not, knowing that is a relief.  It has kept
me from being "super spiritual".  And it sure keeps me
dependent on God.  God loves me enough to give me 
a problem to keep me in my place.

Does God love you enough to give you a problem to
help develop you???

"Count it all joy, my brethren, when you 
meet various trials, for you know that the
testing of your faith produces steadfastness.
And let steadfastness have its full effect,  
that you may be perfect and complete, 
lacking in nothing."
(James 1:2-4 RSV)

Friday, June 16, 2017



"A man's mind plans his way,
but the Lord directs his steps."
(Proverbs 16:9 RSV)

I have mentioned before purchasing a patch of woods
to go hide in when I need some peace and quite.  Being
a poor boy I purchased it at a state tax sale.  That allowed
me to get it very, very cheap.  That is, with just play

I had my heart set on some woods that had about three
times the acreage of what I ended up with.  It had nothing,
nothing, nothing but trees on it.  My intent had been to drag by
hand lumber down into the middle and build a small shack
 to sleep in, if I wanted to.,

But I was out bid and very disappointed.  However one
small place simply would not sell at the sale. [This was
God's doing.]  So later I bought it from the state.

The place I ended up buying had an abandoned structure
on it.  With some patching up I had a place to sleep, to
cook and with a wood stove for warmth.  I have been
thanking God for that ever since.

But today, and the purpose of my thanksgiving, I looked
into the county assessors records out of curiosity.
Guess what!

The market value of the little place I bought is three and
one third times more than what I paid.

And, the market value of the place I wanted so bad is,
only one fifth of what the other man paid for it.
(Poor guy.)

Thank God he did not let me have what I wanted so bad.