If there’s an emergency, people younger than us may come to us and expect us to know what to do. Don’t they know that we haven’t been trained for this? Quick, go find a grownup!
When I received a summons to appear in court recently, I asked God, “Would you please make this go away? I really don’t want to go.” But the summons was real, and there wasn’t much chance of its going away.
What are you giving up for Lent?
Somehow the practice of fasting in preparation for Lent has become a bit mainstream, a bit self indulgent. We hear a lot of ‘What are you giving up for Lent’ and the response is chocolate or sweets or some other diet driven answer. Really? Honestly, I don’t think Jesus cares if you like chocolate.
I love Hezekiah’s response. First he consulted Isaiah the prophet to ask how God wanted him to respond. Next, Hezekiah physically laid out the message he had received from Sennacherib’s servants and prayed over it before God.
This writing is inspired by a dear friend who cherishes the people she meets. You will often hear her say, “Did I ever tell you how I met her?” This got me thinking. Have I ever told you how I met Jesus?
What a privilege we have been given to sing, praise, and make music before the Lord. He delights in our praise, whether in word or song. Do we remember to freely praise Him? If all of nature honors Him, why would we withhold our praise?
A little while later, as I was cooking dinner, I discovered a small pool of green liquid along the side of the burner of my gas stove. As I shifted pots and took a closer look, I realized a green crayon had melted around and underneath the burner. I uttered my second quick panic prayer: “Lord, please don’t let our house go up in flames!” (Disclaimer: strange things happen in the kitchen when you live with a three-year-old.)
It is our choice to offer ourselves to God, not something He forces us to do. But oh, how difficult to give up my right to myself!
From the beginning of history, God has shown Himself to be a generous God. But how do our gifts to God stack up against His kindness to us? How does our generosity measure up, when compared to all He does for us?
By definition, our pajama day is a day to stay home (usually in our pajamas, of course), relax, and spend time together. The kids are required to stay home, but friends/family are welcome.