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Liquid Prayers

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Is there a wrong way to pray?
It seems to me we’re invited to pray in all kinds of ways.

Pray in the Spirit  in every situation.
Use every kind of prayer and request there is.
Ephesians 6:18

We can pray spontaneously from the heart or speak words that the saints have used for centuries.

Our prayers can be praise and thanksgiving or confession and repentance.

We can pray on our knees or stand with our hands raised high.

We can pray at set times or anytime.

We can sing for joy or lament in sorrow.

We can use lots of words or no words at all.

When we don’t know what to pray, “the Spirit himself intercedes for us with groanings too deep for words.” (Romans 8:26) Groans can be prayers.

When all we have is tears, that’s enough.

“Let us learn to think of tears as liquid prayers.”
(Charles Spurgeon)

Perhaps tears are the most precious prayers.

You keep track of all my sorrows.
You have collected all my tears in your bottle.
You have recorded each one in your book.
Psalm 56:8

So whether you’re coming to God today
with shouts of praise or groans and tears,
know that He hears all kinds of prayers.
There’s not a wrong way to pray.
Just come.

Impatient Impatiens

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This time of year, greenhouses are brimming with impatiens.
They are my go-to flowers for our shady front porch.
Every year.
Four big pots are filled with the red variety
with some white ones planted in the middle of each one.
Every single year.

The word “impatiens” is Latin for “impatient,” named thus because of the way their seed pods explosively release seeds at the slightest touch. In other words, impatiens are touchy and tend to blow up at the smallest disturbance.

As I carried out my yearly ritual of planting red and white impatiens, I was reminded that this is year #4 in my nine-year study on the Fruit of the Spirit, as found in Galatians 5:22.

“But the fruit of the Spirit is
love, joy, peace,
patience, kindness, goodness,
faithfulness, gentleness and self-control.”
(Kinda glad self-control is at the end.)

Love, joy, peace….patience.
Oh boy.
This could be a long year.

Years ago, I tried to teach my young children the concept of patience
and found this definition:

“Patience is waiting with a happy spirit.”

I can grit my teeth and wait when I have to—
it’s the happy spirit that needs some work.
Less touchiness, no blowing up.

Hopefully, this summer as my impatiens grow on the front porch,
the Holy Spirit will help the fruit of patience to grow in me.

Super-Duper

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I am an unashamed word nerd.
I have a list on my Notes app titled “Whizz-Bang Words.”
Doesn’t everyone?

Sometimes they are words that are just fun to say: rollicking and flapdoodle.
I’d rather be described as the former (carefree and joyous) than the later (fool).

Sometimes they are words that go well together: linger and longer.
Surely they belong in a poem somewhere.

Maybe that’s why the Apostle Paul is my Bible Buddy. He was a master wordsmith. Finding the right words was so important to Paul that sometimes the Greek language just wasn’t big enough to express what he wanted to say. So Paul invented brand new words, usually by mashing together two smaller words and creating an expression that was revolutionary.

Perhaps he tossed in these unique expressions for some shock value. It made people perk up their ears. “What did he say? Come again?”

To prove the level of my nerdiness, I have made it my goal in life to find every one of Paul’s mashed-up, made-up words. Using some online resources, it’s not that hard to dig up these invented idioms that are found only one time in the scriptures.

One example is in Romans 8:37, “In all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us.” More than conquerors is one word in Greek: hypernikaō‘ (pronounced hoop-er-nik-ah-o). Nikaō‘ means conquerors, but putting the hyper in front creates a whole new expression: we might say “super-duper conquerors.”

To be a conqueror implies complete, overwhelming victory,
but Paul wanted to add some punch
so he made up a new word:
hypernikaō‘—more than conquerors. 

Paul was a super-duper-hooper kind of guy
because
he served a super-duper-hooper kind of God.
May we learn to live in the
“more than”
“the overwhelming”
“the super-duper”
love of God.

Gall

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“They came to a place called Golgotha.
There they offered Jesus vinegar to drink,
mixed with gall;
but after tasting it, he refused to drink it.”
Matthew 27:34

See that knobby thing growing on that tree branch? It’s a gall. Galls are any kind of abnormal growth on a plant. They can be caused by insect infestation, bacteria or viruses, injuries or irritations.

I never paid much attention to those weird lumps before.
Now I see them everywhere.

Vinegar or wine infused with wood from a gall produces bitter tasting painkiller. It was offered to Jesus on the cross but he refused to take it. Christ was determined to take on the full force of our sin and drink the cup of suffering to the dregs without anesthesia. It had to be vinegar and gall because 1,000 years before the crucifixion, King David wrote,

“They put gall in my food and gave me vinegar for my thirst.”
Psalm 69:21

Why all this talk about galls?
PB has been chosen to be an extra on “The Chosen.”
He goes to Utah soon for three days of filming crowd scenes for season six.

I’m not sure he’ll pass as a Jewish rabbi, but perhaps he could be a bedouin sheep-herder from the far northern reaches. Or an Anglo-Saxon merchant with Viking blood carrying lutefisk and lefse from the North Sea.

I bet he’ll be the only one on the film set with a gall on his walking stick.

Were You There?

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Good Friday was quite an event in PB’s dad’s church. Seven pastors from local congregations gathered to preach on the seven last words of Jesus from the cross. Each speaker was allowed ten minutes. But if you know anything about pastors, you know ten minutes doesn’t cut it.

That service was a marathon—
a true experience of long-suffering.
It definitely was not the day to volunteer for nursery duty.

In between each message there was a hymn or special music. One year, a man with a deep baritone voice sang an old hymn with incredible depth of emotion.

Were you there when they crucified my Lord?
Were you there when they crucified my Lord?
Oh – Ooohhh – Oh.
Sometimes it causes me to tremble, tremble, tremble.
Were you there when they crucified my Lord?

As his voice soared, my heart trembled.
For a moment, I was there.

I still find myself there, in the cast of characters that were eye-witnesses:
Malchus and Pilate and Barabbas;
Simon of Cyrene, the centurion, and the thief;
the Pharisees, Joseph of Arimathea, and Mary Magdalene.

As Holy Week approaches, I’m preparing a series of ten reflections called “Were You There?” I’ll post five of them here, from Monday, April 7 through Friday, April 11, and five more the following week, ending on Good Friday.

Come with me over the next two weeks
and see if you can’t find yourself there, too.

Rest Assured

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It’s the first day of spring.

It doesn’t look like it.
It doesn’t feel like it.
But it’s the truth.
And I believe it.

Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for,
the conviction of things not seen.
Hebrews 11:1

Recently I was with a friend who expressed a concern. She was worried about her faith. Did she have enough? What if she didn’t? How would she know? What would happen if she came up short? From her perspective, it didn’t look like she had enough faith. And it didn’t feel like it.

We talked it over and I reminded her that it doesn’t take much. God is happy to work with a tiny amount of faith, even as small as a mustard seed. (Matthew 17:20) She was quiet for a few moments, then said, “Well, then……..I guess I’m ok.” Yes, my dear, you are ok.

We all need a little reassurance from time to time.
We’re in good company.

When God called Moses to deliver the Israelites from bondage in Egypt, Moses was a bundle of doubts and fears. “Who am I?” “What if…?” “Suppose…?” “Why? Why? Why?” He finished with, “Please send someone else.” (Exodus 3-5)

When God called Gideon to lead an army against his enemies, Gideon whined, “But, why…?” “But, how…?” “But…me?” Then he put God through a string of tests, just to be absolutely sure he heard from the Almighty correctly. (Judges 6)

Even John the Baptist had his doubts. John—who introduced Jesus as “the Lamb of God, who takes away the sin of the world.” (John 1:29) John—the one who witnessed a voice from heaven declaring, “This is my Son, whom I love; with him I am well pleased.” (Matt. 3:17) This same John sent a message to Jesus, “So, are you the one or should we look for someone else?” (Matt. 11:2)

These heroes of the faith needed assurance. They hadn’t gone off the rails or shipwrecked their long-held beliefs. They just needed to be reminded of truth they already knew down deep.

On those days when doubts and fears creep in,
turn to the Word of Truth.
And rest assured.

Today is the first day of spring.
It doesn’t look like it.
It doesn’t feel like it.
But it’s the truth.
And I believe it.

Watch Your Mouth

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When I was a senior in high school, there was a group of sophomore boys who followed me around like puppy dogs. They were like little brothers and I considered it my responsibility to keep them on the straight and narrow path. We had a lot of fun together—their company saved me from dateless Friday nights and girlfriend-drama.

My self-appointed mission was to clean up their mouths. Every time a curse word was spoken in my presence, I admonished them with the words, “Watch your mouth.” Unfortunately, my big-sisterly advice only seemed to make them swear more. They loved getting my dander up and died laughing at my predictable reaction to their unwholesome talk. Upon my high school graduation, my groupies presented me with a t-shirt emblazoned with—you guessed it—WATCH YOUR MOUTH. I was quite touched.

The Apostle Paul knew some people who needed similar advice.
“Let no unwholesome talk come out of your mouths,
but only what is helpful for building others up
according to their needs.” Eph. 4:29

The word “unwholesome” is used in only two other ways in the Bible.
1) As rotten, putrid fruit (“No good tree bears bad fruit.” Luke 6:43)
2) As stinky, dead fish (“They threw the bad fish away.” Matt. 13:48)

This makes me think about my own word choices.
Or maybe I should say, my own choice words.
Do I only say what is helpful?
Do my words build others up?
Am I mindful of their needs?

I sure wish I still had my t-shirt from 1977.
I need the reminder to watch my mouth.

Don’t let even one rotten word seep out of your mouths.
Instead, offer only fresh words that build others up when they need it most.
That way your good words will communicate grace to those who hear them.
Ephesians 4:29, The Voice

Puzzled

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PB bought me a 1000 piece puzzle for Christmas. It’s a picture of us with 11 of the most wonderful people on the face of the earth. I love every one of them with all my heart.

But I did not love this puzzle.

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We started out strong.
Eyes, noses, smiles and toes went together without a hitch.

The background took more effort. Once that was complete, the only part left was thirteen pairs of identical pajamas. We were faced with two drawers filled with blue plaid puzzle pieces. PB stopped coming over to the table at this point. I slowed down dramatically. Until.

Until a piece fell on the floor and I noticed a row of letters on its backside. Angel choirs sang from heaven as the truth dawned on me. I quickly flipped all the pieces over, lined up the letters, and snapped them together with ease. PB wandered over to the table to see what I was so happy about. In no time, we had that stinkin’ puzzle done.

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There’s a lesson here.
When things don’t seem to be working
and you can’t figure out your next move,
get a new perspective.

The answers might be right there on the flip side.

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“So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen.
For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.”
2 Corinthians 4:18

My Funny Valentine

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Years ago, PB and I decided to forego giving each other Valentine cards, candy, and flowers. This was a mutual agreement. He didn’t like the pressure of being appropriately romantic and I didn’t like getting the Visa bill in March. However we did not want to be stingy or stodgy, so we came up with a better plan.

When February 14th rolls around, we go to Walmart and peruse the array of Valentine cards. Each of us picks one, shows it to the other, and puts it back on the rack. We might even give each other a little kiss right there in aisle three, and then walk out of the store hand in hand.

This year, I threw a wrench into the system. When cleaning out my desk drawers, I found a lovely red envelope with a brand new card inside. It was a Valentine purchased years ago and never delivered. The message was perfect for PB, so I decided to break protocol.

So we went to Walmart and I hovered close by to make sure he passed up the $10 cards, keeping him in the vicinity of the $1.98 variety.

My only request was that it be written in English.

PB is my funny valentine.
I need his humor.
It does my heart good.

“A cheerful heart is good medicine.”
Proverbs 17:22

One Great Sentence

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Once, somebody wrote a whole novel using one long sentence. Since it’s written in Czechoslovakian I can’t confirm. However, that book inspired English author Jonathan Coe to pen a novel composed of one 13,955-word sentence spanning 416 pages. Impressive, right? Maybe not. My sixth grade English teacher would have been all over that with a red pen.

In my opinion, the best run-on sentence ever is found in Ephesians chapter one, where Paul expounds—in Greek—for twelve verses without a period. The English translation, thankfully, divvies up the passage into eight sentences.

Bible scholar E. Nordon called it “the most monstrous sentence conglomeration I have ever met in the Greek language.”

Eugene Peterson said, “Who can resist this marvelous, tumbling cataract of poetry?”

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Monstrous or marvelous? That depends on if you’re an English teacher or if you are a friend who enjoys listening to a loved one who is so excited about a topic that they just can’t stop talking and you can’t get a word in edgewise but it’s ok because you don’t really have anything to add so you simply nod your head and smile the whole time. <Gasp>

The Apostle Paul wasn’t writing a term paper to the Ephesians.
He was communicating such astounding truth
that he couldn’t stop to come up for air.

I’m taking a little bit at a time
so I don’t hyperventilate.

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“It is by grace you have been saved.” Ephesians 2:5

My Bible Reading Plan has me on a slow stroll through Ephesians during February and March. You’re invited to walk with me!