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Daily Sugar

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As a child, I had a sweet tooth. And the cavities to prove it. I clearly remember my mother buying me a sweet treat on the way home from the dentist for being a good girl. Not many of my experiences in the dentist chair were happy ones.

I still have a sweet tooth. And a bag of licorice in my desk drawer to prove it. And some cookies in the back of the freezer. And caramel ice-cream topping in the refrigerator. Who needs ice-cream when a spoonful of caramel will do? Although ice-cream is always a good option.

I know. My penchant for sugar is not good for me and I should quit cold-turkey. After that bag of licorice is gone.

Maybe that’s why I smiled when I came across this quote by my favorite old dead guy, Charles H. Spurgeon.

“Certain people must always have sweets and comforts;
but God’s wise children do not wish for these in undue measure.
Daily bread we ask for—not daily sugar.“

The more I thought about Spurgeon’s words, the less I smiled. Am I one of those people who must always have sweets and comforts? Do I wish for these in undue measure? Have I prayed, “Give me this day my daily sugar?” And I’m not just talking about cookies and candy.

What other things do I turn to for comfort? Ordering another book from Amazon? Binge watching on Netflix? Too much “me” time? Wanting things my way?

Spurg did it again.
He drew me in with winsome words
and then cut me to the quick.

I wonder if Charles (and maybe Jesus) had a savory palate.
“You are the salt of the earth, not the sugar candy!”
C. H. Spurgeon

No Doubt About It

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Here’s a Bible verse you don’t see on coffee cups:

“When they saw him,
they worshiped him;
but some doubted.”
Matthew 28:17

The disciples saw Jesus arrested, crucified, dead and buried. No doubt about it.

A few days later they saw him alive, eating fish, poofing through walls, talking and laughing. For days and days (40, to be exact) Jesus “gave many convincing proofs that he was alive.” (Acts 1:3)

Still, some doubted.

But that didn’t really matter.
Their reluctance to believe,
their hesitation to accept the inconceivable,
their skepticism in light of what they saw with their eyes—
didn’t change the truth.

Jesus didn’t see their uncertainties and say, “Well, I guess this isn’t going to work after all. You all should go back to your fishing boats and I’ll go back to heaven. See ya—it’s been fun.”

Oh no.

Instead, despite their lack of faith, Jesus said,
“All authority in heaven and on earth has been given to me.”
Your doubts can’t stop My plan for the world.

He said, “Go and make disciples.”
Your doubts can’t thwart My purpose for you.

He said, “I will be with you always.”
Your doubts can’t hinder My Presence.

Do you have doubts?
Me, too.
It’s ok.
The truth still stands.

He is with us always.
No doubt about it.

Put that on a coffee cup.

Time for the Ordinary

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I like the rhythm of the church calendar and the seasonal celebrations that go with it. Those meaningful markers provide a framework that shapes the days, weeks and months of the year. Advent, in December, prepares us to enter into the Nativity story. In March or April we observe Lent, focusing on the cross, which leads up to Easter and the triumph of the empty grave. In May, we rejoice in the Ascension of Jesus and the coming of the Holy Spirit.

But what about now?
What high and holy day is next?

According to the 2024 liturgical calendar, May 20th through November 30th marks a season called “Ordinary Time.”

Ordinary Time.

It turns out that this season is the longest, which seems fitting.

So many of our days are routine, unremarkable, commonplace.

Could Ordinary Days be the best days of all?

No gifts to buy, no decorations to create, no traditions to uphold.

No cut-out cookies, no chocolate bunnies, no hustle and bustle.

Instead,

a day to wake up and walk in the early morning air,

a day to make some sandwiches and wash some dishes,

a day to pull some weeds and arrange some flowers,

a day to love some people and serve some brothers and sisters,

a day to laugh or cry or wait or move,

a day to lift my eyes and and listen for trumpet sound —

any ordinary day in Ordinary Time can become extraordinary.

Welcome to Ordinary Time, my friends!

Celebrate this extraordinary day!

Take your everyday, ordinary life—
your sleeping, eating, going-to-work, and walking-around life—
and place it before God as an offering.  
Romans 12:1
The Message

My Tambourine

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I had a brief career in dance.

My mother took me to lessons every week in Mrs. Baxter’s basement.
She paid for the tutu, the tap shoes, and the tambourine.
I learned the shuffle-ball-change step and memorized the routine.

But when recital day came,
I refused to go on stage.

While my friends were lining up behind the curtain for the performance, my mother whisked me outside for a breath of fresh air and to dry some tears. She tried to convince me that I would be fine up there in the bright lights with a gymnasium full of people watching, but I stomped my little tap shoe on the parking lot blacktop and shook my head (and my tambourine). Then we got in the car and drove home.

There was no more talk of lessons after that,
officially ending my dance career at the age of five.

Somehow, that tambourine stayed with me through the years. It ended up in the dress-up box my children played with, along with my tutu. (I’ll spare my son the embarrassment of posting an adorable picture of him in the tutu.)

What prompted this traumatic memory?
I read Exodus 15 this week.

“Then the prophetess Miriam, Aaron’s sister,
took a tambourine in her hand,
and all the women came out following her
with tambourines and dancing.”
Exodus 15:20

Dear Miriam.

Moses and Aaron’s big sister was among the Hebrew slaves who left Egypt in haste, not taking time to let their bread rise. The people grabbed what they could and got out quick, before Pharaoh changed his mind again. As Miriam gathered up a few things, she saw her tambourine and thought, “I’m going to need that someday.” So she stuffed it in her bag and carried it with her as she walked between the Red Sea walls of water. Then she watched as the walls collapsed on the Egyptian army. In awed silence, the Hebrew people stood on the shore—safe and free and delivered.

Miriam knew what to do.
She picked up her tambourine and gave it a mighty shake.
She did a victory dance and sang, “He has triumphed gloriously!”
Evidently, she told all her girlfriends to pack their tambourines as well.
The ladies led the people in songs of worship.

There’s a beautiful truth here.
When you’re in the midst of chaos and in great need of deliverance—
when the enemy is in hot pursuit and you seem to be cornered—
when your only way out is through an unfamiliar path—
don’t forget to bring along your tambourine.

Someday you’ll need it.
You will dance again.

Turning Tables

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I met with some friends this week to study Acts 12.

At the beginning of the chapter—

  • James had just been put to death with the sword
  • Peter was in prison and was presumably next
  • King Herod had all the power

By the end of the same chapter—

  • King Herod was dead
  • Peter was free
  • The Word of God increased and spread with power

In between there were a few miracles, some angelic activity, and lots of prayer. “Well, well, well, how the turntables.”*

My Bible study friends all agreed that it was remarkable for Peter to be sleeping soundly on the night before his execution. So soundly, in fact, that he dozed right through the sudden and dramatic entrance of an angel into his jail cell. A bright light flooded the space and the heavenly being burst in (Ta Da!!), but Peter snoozed on.

Angels typically induce a measure of terror when they come onto an earthly scene. Their first words to humans are usually “Fear not!” Angels are other-worldly beings, mighty warriors, awesome sights to behold.

In Peter’s prison cell, however, the angel didn’t say “Fear not!” Instead the heavenly being had to shake Peter awake and say “Get up!” Peter had to be told to get dressed and put on his shoes. As they were leaving, the angel reminded him to put on his coat.

Chains fell off with a clatter. Peter stumbled around the cell gathering his things. A celestial spotlight poured down, yet not one of the sixteen prison guards roused.

Some of us are in our own Acts 12 stories. We are in the beginning, where it looks bleak and hope is hard to muster. The good seems to be losing and the bad seems to have a powerful grip. What are we to do?

We do what they did in the middle of Acts 12. Peter rested while his friends prayed earnestly, gathering together for all-night prayer meetings. With their mustard-seed-size faith, they asked for angel intervention and a miraculous move of God.

By the end of our Acts 12 stories, we will be able to look back and see what God has done. Chains will be broken. Prison doors will be flung open. Justice will be served. Good will triumph and evil will be vanquished.

The tables will turn.

*Michael Scott on “The Office”

Pickling

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This week I’ll finish reading through the book of Genesis (see my Bible Reading Plan for 2024). The story of Joseph and his brothers gets me every time.

Joseph was 17 years old when his siblings sold him into slavery. He served in the house of Potipher, one of Pharaoh’s officials, until wrongfully accused of sexual assault. Although he was innocent, Joseph was thrown into prison and remained there for 10-12 years. He spent the entire decade of his 20s locked up in an Egyptian jail.

Last week, I considered the idea of being “pickled“—the process of transforming a cucumber into a pickle, which takes time. Those jars come out of the water-bath canner, the seals ping, and they are placed on the shelf. Experts agree the jars should remain unopened for at least 4-6 weeks to allow for the process to continue. In other words, cucs need to be locked up in prison for a time in order to be fully transformed.

I can relate to going through seasons when I felt like I was “on the shelf”—waiting for something, anything, to happen.

A wise monk once said, “You’ve bought into the cultural myth that when you’re waiting, you’re doing nothing. When you’re waiting, you’re not doing nothing. You’re doing the most important something there is. You’re allowing your soul to grow up. If you can’t wait, you can’t become what God created you to be.”*

All those years in an Egyptian prison, Joseph was being “pickled”—growing up and becoming what God created him to be. He couldn’t hurry the process, but also, he wasn’t doing nothing.

Are you in a season of waiting?
You can’t hurry the process.
But you aren’t doing nothing.
You are being transformed.
“He has made everything beautiful in its time.”
Ecclesiastes 3:11

And that’s all I have to say about pickles.
(For now.)
(I don’t even like pickles.)

*When the Heart Waits, Sue Monk Kidd

Pickled

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PB loves pickles—sweet and dill, slices and spears, processed and refrigerated—so he is always on the lookout for a new pickle recipe. I found a good one for him.

The recipe comes from a guy named Nicander, a Greek poet, who jotted down his method for making pickles in 200 B.C.

“The vegetable should first be dipped in water and then baptized in vinegar.
The first step is temporary, the second produces a permanent change.”

Nicander used two different Greek words to differentiate between the two different steps.

“Bapto” = dip
“Baptizo” = immerse

“Bapto” a cucumber in water and what do you have?
A clean cucumber.
“Baptizo” a cucumber in vinegar and what do you have?
A transformed cucumber.
A pickle.

Thanks to a Greek poet who lived 200 years before Christ, we have a compelling picture of what being a Christian really means.

It’s not enough to dip our toes into belief, hanging onto our old identity, but cleaning up our act from time to time.

God wants us to soak in Him, be immersed in His love and mercy until, over time, it begins to produce a permanent change—transformation.

“For John baptized with water,
but in a few days you will be baptized with the Holy Spirit.”
Acts 1:5

John the Baptizer dipped people in the Jordan River for the forgiveness of their sins. Sooner or later, those people would have to come back, re-confess, and get re-dipped. The Holy Spirit works from the inside, “pickling” us, creating something new.

“If anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation;
the old has gone, the new has come.”
1 Cor. 5:17

A wise man once said:
“Once you’re a pickle,
you can’t go back to being a cucumber.”

I think there are more analogies hiding in here.
Let your thoughts steep a while and then share, please!

All the Books

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I’m a book girl. When I was in elementary school, I was taught “readin’, ‘ritin’, and ‘rithmetic.” As time went on, I majored in reading, liked writing, and got by in math. I can balance my checkbook and I can figure out which box of cereal is the best deal per ounce. But algebraic equations and geometry proofs were never my strong suit.

Reading is my jam.
I love going to libraries as much as PB likes going to Menards.
And that’s saying something.

The Library of Congress is the world’s largest library boasting a collection of more than 34.5 million books among 838 miles of shelves.* Amazon’s online store contains over 32.8 million published titles, with 7,500 new Kindle books published daily.**

So many books, so little time.
Sigh.

John, the beloved disciple, ended his masterpiece gospel with this thought:
“Jesus did many other things as well.
If every one of them were written down,
I suppose that even the whole world would not have room
for all the books that would be written.” John 21:25

34.5 million books? Small potatoes.
838 miles of shelves? A drop in the bucket.

Just think of all the things Jesus did that aren’t recorded in the gospels. What was life like for Jesus and His parents in Egypt during those years of hiding from King Herod? Was there any sibling rivalry between Jesus and His brothers? When He turned water into wine, what kind of wine was it? What did Jesus talk about with Moses and Elijah on the mountain of transfiguration? Did Jesus laugh out loud and do a dance when He rose from the dead?

So many questions. So much time.
👏👏👏👏

The whole world may not have room
for all the books that could be written about Jesus,
but the new heavens and new earth will.

You will find me in the heavenly library someday,
with all the time in the world to read all the books in the world.

*Statistic from http://www.loc.gov
** Statistic from http://www.wordsrated.com

Walking Away From God

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Now that same day two of them were going to a village called Emmaus, about seven miles from Jerusalem. They were talking with each other about everything that had happened. As they talked and discussed these things with each other, Jesus himself came up and walked along with them; but they were kept from recognizing him.

He asked them, “What are you discussing together as you walk along?”
They stood still, their faces downcast. 
Luke 24:13-18

In his Easter sermon, Pastor John Tyson (Church of the City) asked two questions about the disciples on the road to Emmaus.

Q: Where are these people walking?
A: They are walking away from God.
Q: And where is God?
A: He is walking with them as they walk away from Him.

Have you ever felt like walking away?
Maybe not from God, but from His people, His mission, His calling?
Maybe not for forever, but for a while?
Maybe not from belief, but from hope?

If you’re feeling like that today, take heart my friend.
Jesus sees you.
Jesus hears you.
Jesus is walking right beside you.
Invite Him into the conversation.

“Did not our hearts burn within us while he talked to us on the road?”
Luke 24:32

Photosynthesis

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Without trees, you’d be dead.
Within minutes of your first breath,
you’d get dizzy and nauseated and lose consciousness.
Poisonous gas would overtake you and kill you.
The whole human race would be extinct if it weren’t for trees.

Aren’t you thankful for them?

I love trees.
They have always been my favorite part of the natural world.
Now I know why.
They keep me alive.

In early elementary grades, the scientific process of photosynthesis is introduced.

The concept is expanded in advanced science classes,
but this is all you really need to know.
Tree leaves suck up the lethal carbon dioxide that humans exhale.
Sunlight turns the poison into life-giving oxygen that humans inhale.

Brilliant!

“The average human exhales about 2.3 pounds of carbon dioxide on an average day. Take this number and multiply by a population of 7 billion people, breathing away for 365.25 days per year, and you get an annual CO2 output of 2.94 billion tons.”*

Trees are hard workers.
They carry out their God-given purpose with no problem.
God bless them.

But beyond their scientific, ecological and atmospheric value,
trees do something else—they preach the gospel.

Jesus
hung on a tree,
soaked up my deadly sin,
poured out His light,
and transferred
His breath of life
into me.

I call this
photo-sin-thesis.

CO2 —> O2
Death —> Life
It’s the great exchange.
As we approach Holy Week,
let’s take our stand beneath the cross of Jesus
and breathe deep of the wonders of His redeeming love.

“Jesus offered Himself in exchange
for everyone held captive by sin,
to set them all free.”
1 Timothy 2:4-5

*Statistic from nrdc.org