Thursday, March 28, 2019

A Spiritual Act of Worship

I love water aerobics. It is the one physical routine that I stick to through the cold winter and the sunny summer days. I don't have to talk myself into it most days. I even fill my bag with my towel, shoes and swimsuit as soon as I take the wet ones out so I'm ready to go the next day. I try to schedule appointments around my Aquafit classes. I attend at least five times a week, usually six because it makes me feel good.

You don't have to be a good swimmer, but you can be. You don't have to get your hair wet, unless you stand beside me. You don't have to have the latest and greatest swimming suit; the chlorine will fade it anyway. You don't have to know anyone else; you will leave with a friend. You don't have to be physically fit; you will get closer every class you take.

When I started water aerobics classes back in the West Marshall High School pool one or two evenings a week, I didn't know what to do but I learned. The classes were only offered three or four months of the year. When we found a place in Ankeny, I was delighted that classes were offered every day.

My back and hip pain is much better when I exercise in the water. The exercises increase my range of motion; they make me move parts I don't use very often in daily life, and they help improve my balance, my endurance, and especially my spirits.

"Therefore, I urge you brothers, in view of God's mercy, to offer your bodies as living sacrifices, holy and pleasing to God--this is your spiritual act of worship," (Romans 12:1 NIV).

Although the reason each participant comes is different, we all share the benefits. Nearly everyone leaves the pool with a smile on his or her face. Isn't that a sign of a spiritual act of worship?

Perhaps you have a different way you use your body in a holy and pleasing way. Maybe it is walking daily, or working out in the gym, lifting weights, or keeping up with small children. Whatever it is, let's make it a spiritual act of worship by glorifying God in all that we do.

Monday, March 25, 2019

March Madness

It is officially March Madness when it comes to NCAA basketball. It's been a tradition off and on through the years for our family to fill out the bracket in a friendly competition. This year John, our grandson Calvin and I filled them out. I was crazy and picked an underdog to win it all. I'm already out of the competition though I'll still root for my remaining teams...if there are any. (John just texted me that he is ahead.)

I wonder if God is puzzled by our attention to basketball games. Though I'm two weeks ahead in my Bible-in-a-year reading, can I ever get enough of the Word? Should I spend every minute of every day reading Scripture as the Jewish boys did in Jesus' day? Or labor hours over the Bible as a pastor does for his sermon preparation?

"How can a young man keep his way pure? By living according to your word. I seek you with all my heart; do not let me stray from your commands. I have hidden your word in my heart that I might not sin against you. Praise be to you, O Lord; teach me your decrees. With my lips I recount all the laws that come from your mouth. I rejoice in following your statutes as one rejoices in great riches. I meditate on your precepts and consider your ways. I delight in your decrees; I will not neglect your word," (Psalm 119:9-16 NIV).

I have tried to memorize Scripture. But, I think there is a disconnect in my brain when it comes to memorizing. I've never been good at it. I remember my mother helping me practice when I had to memorize a poem for school. I had an awful time. I never tried out for a part in a play with lots of speaking because I knew I couldn't do it. I try to memorize Bible verses but I mostly fail. But, I can remember hearing a verse before and know what it means.

"I will not neglect your word." Simply stated and boldly spoken, these words remind me to keep the Word near by. I think that is what is important. To "hide your word in my heart" as best I can is what I can do. The Word is my guide for life so I will keep reading, studying, pondering, and meditating on His Holy Scriptures. Even when it is March Madness.

Thursday, March 21, 2019

Spring, At Last

Fortunately the weather in Iowa this week matches the season. Happy spring! The temperatures are warmer, the sun is brighter, and the full moon's power filled the sky last night and still this morning.
The excitement for planting is only dampened by the flood waters and mud left by the melted snow.

Though I expect there will be some 'wintery' days ahead before we can truly pack away our winter clothes, the thrill of a warmer season isn't lost. For those of us who winter in Iowa, it is good riddance to winter this year. It feels so good to have fresh air in your face instead of a brittle cold slap. I even felt inspired to clean house and I'm thinking of a good spring cleaning in future days! Amazing what fresh air can do.

Although spring is just a day on the calendar, it is also an attitude. One of enlightenment and joy. A time of anticipation, appreciation, and ambition.

I'm anticipating Easter by reading through the Scriptures telling of Jesus' life and days before his crucifixion, leading up to His resurrection. I'm anticipating flowers popping through the ground, blooms appearing on trees, and the hope of springtime activities. What are you anticipating?

I'm appreciating the sacrifice Jesus made for my salvation as I reread His life story. I'm so thankful that Jesus died for my sins so I can plan for an eternal life with Him in my heavenly home. I'm happy that I can have a relationship with my Heavenly Father each day. I'm appreciating the warmth, the hope, and the joy of this spring season.

I'm excited with new ambition and energy that comes this time of year. The chance to open windows and smell the fragrance of grass and flowers is inspiring. The sound of birds chirping blesses me. The desire to make all things fresh and new for spring is a blessing after weeks of dreary, gray days when I had no energy at all.

Let us rejoice in our Savior's plan fulfilled! And if you live on rural roads this spring, the following Scripture verses will have special meaning to you.

"I waited patiently for the Lord; he turned to me and heard my cry. He lifted me out of the slimy pit, out of the mud and mire; he set my feet on a rock and gave me a firm place to stand. He put a new song in my mouth, a hymn of praise to our God. Many will see and fear and put their trust in the Lord," (Psalm 40:1-4 NIV).

Amen.

May God bless you today with the sights, sounds, and smells of spring.

Monday, March 18, 2019

Am I a Mary or a Martha Today?

I used to write feature stories for a local weekly newspaper about interesting people and their unique life stories. It was delightful getting to know people and hearing their stories, then crafting it into an article subscribers would read.

Then, when I worked at the college I wrote stories about students and shared their special challenges or successes in testimonials for the school. It was so enjoyable to write and share their stories with area newspaper readers.

There were no newspapers in Jesus' days. Instead, news traveled by mouth. It is interesting that Luke chose to share the story of Mary and Martha, a story that still resonates with us in the 21st Century.

The familiar story of Mary and Martha places Jesus at their home, probably for a meal. Martha was scurrying around with busy work while Mary sat at Jesus feet, listening. Martha was resentful that she was doing all the serving while Mary did nothing, in her eyes. Martha was fed up with the situation and finally went to Jesus and said,

"Lord, don't you care that my sister has left me to do the work by myself? Tell her to help me!" (Luke 10:40b NIV)

"But the Lord answered her, "Martha, Martha, you are anxious and troubled about many things, but one thing is necessary. Mary has chosen the good portion, which will not be taken away from her," (Luke 10:41-42 NIV).

I am no theologian, however, this story reminds me to set priorities in my life and Jesus must always be number One. I still struggle to make this happen, though I try. I no longer attempt to be the busy one who is always at church working. I spend much more of my time at Jesus' feet through the Scriptures.

Still, I get distracted by life. There is so much stuff that gets in the way. Water aerobics, birthday parties, grocery shopping...

My goal is to put Jesus first in my life and keep my focus on Him. It is a constant struggle, but well worth it. Just like with Mary, it is a "good portion" that no one can take from me.

Have a blessed day.

Thursday, March 14, 2019

Blessings for Your Day

I love the word blessing. I love the idea of blessing others. I often end a letter with "Blessings". I want to wish happiness or goodwill upon the other person. I want them to feel 'blessed' and honored. 

My study Bible says a blessing was a way to ask God's divine favor upon others. It says there were five things a blessings was to do: (1) to give favor and protection; (2) for God to be pleased; (3) for mercy and compassion; (4) for God to approve; (5) to give peace. A blessing is a way to convey love, encouragement and caring.

Sometimes we say blessings over our food before we eat. We bless the food to the nourishment of our bodies. We thank God for providing a meal before us and for the hands that prepared the meal.

In Numbers, God gives Moses a benediction or blessing for the Israelites:

"The Lord bless you and keep you;
the Lord make his face shine upon you and be gracious to you;
the Lord tun his face toward you and give you peace." (Numbers 6:24-26 NIV).

This is familiar to me as a benediction often said at the end of a church service.

Another familiar blessing is appropriate as St. Patrick's Day arrives in a few days.

"An Old Irish Blessing

May the road rise up to met you.
May the wind always be at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
and rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand." Author Unknown.

Today, I pray these blessings upon you; that your day may be blessed by sunshine and happiness; that all things go well for you; and that your heart may be filled with God's love each moment. Blessings.


Monday, March 11, 2019

A Special Day

Today is a special day. My sweet granddaughter has been waiting a year for this day to arrive. Piper turns six years old today. Most of her celebrating is over but today she is taking treats to school. She loves her birthday. Tomorrow she will begin waiting for birthday number seven.

I no longer look forward to birthdays. They are just another day. But, it gives me so much joy to watch my grandchildren enjoy theirs. Life is just beginning for them. Their excitement comes from new adventures: losing a first tooth; entering middle school; getting a driver's permit; then a driver's license; and turning 21!

For me days seem to be on a fast train, streaming by, barely recognizable. How does this happen? When does it change from days that drag on and never seeming to arrive, to flying past at record speed? Life has a different pace at times of our lives.

I shouldn't ask such questions, according to Scriptures.

"Do not say, 'Why were the old days better than these?' For it is not wise to ask such questions," (Ecclesiastes 7:10 NIV).

Instead,  enjoy every moment as it arrives and rejoice that it is here.

"When times are good, be happy; but when times are bad, consider: God has made the one as well as the other. Therefore, a man cannot discover anything about his future," (Ecclesiastes 7:14 NIV).

Piper wanted a 'selfie' with Grandma at her birthday party. We shared a special instant together that I will always cherish, and I have a photo that captured the moment. How great is that!

Thank you, God, for forgiving me when I question my days and let them escape without memories. Help me cherish each day and the moments that fill my heart with love and joy and friendship and family and experiences. Thank you for your Son, my Savior. Amen.


Thursday, March 7, 2019

The Trouble With Money

We enjoy watching Lottery Dreamhouse on HGTV on Friday evenings just for fun. Surprisingly, those people who win big lottery bankrolls generally choose fairly modest new homes.

When Iowa first legalized lottery tickets, I admit I bought a few to put in the Christmas stockings. It seemed like a fun idea. I'm not much of a gambler; I've never been to an Iowa casino. Though I've been in Las Vegas, my only gambling was a quarter in a machine at the airport. I'm not big on throwing money away.

But, that doesn't stop me from wishing I could win a big lottery. I dream of what I could do with a million dollars: Pay for my grandchildren's college education; buy a new one-story house for my sister-in-law; donate to my church, Christian radio, IPTV, and the Iowa State Fair. All things that I care about but with our current retirement budget I can no longer do or do only minimally.

I struggle to imagine giving up everything I own to follow Jesus. That saddens me, for I know that is what the disciples had to do. They gave up their families, their homes, even their extra clothes to be faithful followers of Christ.

Jesus discussed with his followers how difficult it was for a rich man to enter heaven in this passage from Luke.

"Indeed, it is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle than for a rich man to enter the kingdom of God."
Those who heard this asked, "Who then can be saved?"
Jesus replied, "What is impossible with men is possible with God."
Peter said to him, "We have left all we had to follow you!"
"I tell you the truth," Jesus said to them, "no one who has left home or wife or brothers or parents or children for the sake of the kingdom of God will fail to receive many times as much in this age and, in the age to come, eternal life."

God doesn't ask every person to give up all they own. He wants us to give up anything we consider more valuable than God. He requires us to give Him first place in our lives. If we give greater value to something other than God, we need to get rid of it. That's why the rich young man of the Bible went away very sad.

Maybe I really don't want to win the big lottery after all.

Monday, March 4, 2019

Worry, Worry, Worry...Not!

"Then Jesus said to his disciples: 'Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat; or about your body, what you will wear. Life is more than food, and the body more than clothes. Consider the ravens: They do not sow or reap, they have no storeroom or barn; yet God feeds them. And how much more valuable you are than birds! Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life?'" (Luke 12:22-25 NIV)

You are more valuable than the ravens. Those big black birds that eat trash and dead things...aren't we better than them? The Scriptures say "yes, we are more valuable than birds".

One fall we visited Saylorville Lake to see the pelicans that were migrating through. We were surprised to see a group of vultures sitting nearby. What a strange pairing of creatures of flight! I thought. Those who know birds better than me, might be able to explain the phenomena.

All of God's creations have purpose. His marvelous design and plan covers all things...from the dirty black ravens to the delicate hummingbirds. Each has a unique purpose and plan.

So why do we worry? Why do we fret and lay awake at night trying to figure out what to do? Why do we wring out hands in worry and cry, when everything is in God's mighty hands? Does it add a single hour to our lives? No. Scripture tells us not.

So, if you have a burden weighing heavy on your shoulders today, hand it over to God. His hands are large and ready, and filled with love. Take a moment and physically use your hands to grasp your worries, lift them from your shoulders and place them in God's hands. Then feel the weight be removed from you. God will handle things from here on out. You are free.

Release. Rejoice. Rest in God's love.