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April 20, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 16

He Did It!

So the women hurried away from the tomb, afraid yet filled with joy, and ran to tell his disciples. Suddenly Jesus met them. “Greetings,” he said. They came to him, clasped his feet and worshiped him. Then Jesus said to them, “Do not be afraid. Go and tell my brothers to go to Galilee; there they will see me.” (Matthew 28:8-10)

When these women reached the disciples, I cannot imagine them calmly saying, “Greetings, brothers and sisters, we have something important to share about our Lord, whom some witnessed dying on the cross three days ago. We went to the tomb, but He was not there. At first, we were confused, sad, and afraid, but then we spent a few minutes with Him and explained what had happened. He instructed us to return to you and give you a detailed account of what happened.” 

No, I imagine them rushing in, out of breath, saying, “HE DID IT!”

Everything changed in that instant. Everything. 

Because I believe He did that, countless times I have said, “He did it!” as I realize that He did something in my life that He assured me He would do. 

When I am lonely and realize He is with me, I should say, “He did it!” He said, “Keep your lives free from the love of money and be content with what you have, because God has said, ‘Never will I leave you; never will I forsake you.’” (Hebrews 13:5)

 When I am afraid and confused, I remember what He said, “So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.” (Isaiah 41:10) He did it!

When I feel weak and discouraged, I recall His promise, “Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid or terrified because of them, for the Lord your God goes with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you.” (Deuteronomy 31:6) He did it!

Of course, there are times when I pray, and nothing appears to happen—only silence. But even in those times, I remember His words. “And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age.” (Matthew 28:10). “Even though I walk through the darkest valley, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me.” (Psalm 23:4) He did it!

He did it! That is the message of the empty tomb. He did it then, and He still does it today. 

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April 13, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 15

Full of Hope

It was great to be in Hope, Arkansas, again this weekend. The visit was for my fifty-fifth high school reunion. We had a wonderful time reminiscing, sharing stories, and enjoying each other’s company. 

Driving home, I reflected on how much hope I have. I grew up in Hope, Arkansas, graduated from Hope High School, and am a Hope Hospice chaplain. When we adopted our two cats in the early stages of COVID-19, we named one Hope. I have Hope all around me and deep within me. 

More importantly than where I grew up, went to school, and where I work, I have been filled with a strong sense of hope in my life because of my faith in God, His spirit living in me, and the reality of Jesus Christ deep in my soul. 

I have hope during the darkest days and nights because I know God is with me and will never leave me. 

I continue to have hope that the future is bright when the world appears to be crazy around me because I know God has always sustained me and provided for me.

I have hope because I know that God is transforming me into the image of His Son. Although that process is sometimes confusing and painful, it will be worth it in the end.

I am, always have been, surrounded by people of hope. I serve the God of hope. And He has planted within the living spirit of Hope. 

I am full of hope. 

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April 6, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 14

Words Don’t Come Easy

As you might imagine, I think about words often. I regularly pray, “Lord, give me words.” When I preached full-time, I would say, “Lord, speak to me, then speak through me.” Most of the time, words come, but sometimes not so effortlessly.

Words don’t come easy when explaining why you must explain why you must move to another city. 

Words don’t come easy when your daughter comes home with a broken heart.

Words don’t come easy when your son’s hero falls off the pedestal.

Words don’t come easy when the doctor says your child has cancer. 

Words don’t come easy when your son gets a rejection letter from the college of his dreams.

Words don’t come easy when your fiancé says he has changed his mind about marrying you. 

Words don’t come easy when you thought the job was in the bag, but it wasn’t. 

Words don’t come easy when your mother gets sick and you become the primary caregiver.

Words don’t come easy when the word dementia enters the conversation. 

Words don’t come easy when you sit beside a husband as he says goodbye to his wife of sixty years. 

Sometimes words don’t come easy. In those times, we can trust that the Spirit of God knows us and understands what is in our hearts. 

“In the same way, the Spirit helps us in our weakness. We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us through wordless groans. And he who searches our hearts knows the mind of the Spirit, because the Spirit intercedes for God’s people by the will of God.” (Romans 8:26,27, NIV)

Lord, give me words. 

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March 30, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 13

Don’t Panic

You may need to read and hear these words from Isaiah 41:20 (The Message): “Don’t panic. I’m with you. There’s no need to fear, for I’m your God. I’ll give you strength. I’ll help you. I’ll hold you steady and keep a firm grip on you.” 

Notice what He did not say: He did not say that you will never find yourself in dangerous or frightening situations. He did not tell you that you would never feel exhausted. He did not say you will never feel unsteady or as if you are losing your grip. 

He assures you there is no need to panic when life turns wild and chaotic because He is with you. 

He reminds you that when you are tired and weary, He will give you strength and help you keep going when you want to give up. 

He affirms that when you feel unsteady or are losing your grip, He will hold on to you and keep you steady.

I agree with Willie that we are living “At a time when the world seems to be spinnin’ hopelessly out of control.” (Willie Nelson, Hands On the Wheel) But, I must stay calm, not panic, because God is with me. 

I sometimes get tired physically, mentally, and spiritually. That is when I try to depend on God to strengthen me so I won’t give up trying to live a good life.

When it feels like the world is spinning hopelessly out of control, and sometimes I become so tired that I want to give up on living the good life, I feel unsteady, as if the ground beneath me is giving way. I will hold His hand and trust that He will guide me. 

He is with me. He strengthens me. He is holding me. I can keep going.

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March 23, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 12

N. Hervey Street

The transformation always seemed like it happened overnight. 

The drive into town (Hope, Arkansas) on what was then known as N. Hervey Street had big oak trees on each side of the street until the underpass.

In the summer, these giant oaks provided a canopy of shade for all who passed through in cars or bicycles. 

In the Fall, the leaves drifted in the breeze as they took on the new role of carpeting the street and sidewalk. In the winter, the branches were bare as if reminding me of the dark and lonely days of loss I had experienced and preparing me for others to come. 

But in the Spring, after those cold and barren days of winter, erupted with new life. The transformation always seemed to happen overnight. The naked limbs and branches that I had passed on the way home the day before had become clothed first with the brownish string-like things (I still call them worm-like-things), then soon disconnected and rained down on the street and sidewalk, clearing the way for the green growth of Spring.^[1]   

I loved that drive into downtown Hope. 

That drive has changed from the images I carry with me. The street is broader now. Most (if not all) of the big oak trees are gone. I remember the shock of driving into town after the city had removed trees. I still feel sad when I drive into town on N. Hervey Street. 

So why am I taking this nostalgic drive down N. Hervey Street today? I don’t know, but it has to do with changing seasons. It’s dry and dusty in South Central Texas. We need rain. Although there are signs of Spring, the transformation this year seems slow. I have seen some red buds (I think they look purple), green fields, and pastures, and our yard is gradually turning from brown to green. I have noticed some brownish string-like things hanging from the big oak trees. 

I enjoy change. I like to rearrange furniture (especially in my office/study), and I want to try new and different ways of doing things in hopes of improvement. I’ve been called a change agent by some. I took it as a compliment, even though that was not the intent. However, I’ve experienced enough loss and identify well with those who grieve and understand that change is hard. It is painful. It takes time for grief to do its work. And grief must be allowed to do its job. 

As I sit here, reflecting on the changes I’ve witnessed, I realize that change is inevitable. The seasons teach us this lesson year after year. They show us that while the old must give way, it paves the way for the new. The transformation, though sometimes slow and painful, brings growth and renewal.

So, as I look out at the transitioning landscape of my life and surroundings, I find comfort in knowing that each season brings its beauty and lessons. Change may be challenging, but it is also a testament to life’s enduring cycle of renewal and hope.

The drive into Hope on N. Hervey Street seems to be that reminder to me. I hope you have a street like N. Hervey Street in your life. 

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^[1] The Brown Stringy Things On the Ground: Oak Tree Catkins. https://www.gardenexperiments.com/what-are-all-these-trees-dropping-on-the-ground-in-spring/

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March 16, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 11

He Hears He Sees

I opened my journal and wrote, “Lord, my ears and eyes are open to what you want me to hear and see.” 

 She gave this name to the Lord who spoke to her: “You are the God who sees me,” for she said, “I have now seen the One who sees me. ”That is why the well was called Beer Lahai Roi; it is still there, between Kadesh and Bered.

So Hagar bore Abram a son, and Abram gave the name Ishmael (“God sees”) to the son she had borne.16 Abram was eighty-six years old when Hagar bore him Ishmael.” (Genesis 16:13-15)

I asked Him to help me hear Him, and He reminded me that He hears me. I asked Him to help me see Him, and He reminded me that He sees me.

With those thoughts, I went about my day. 

When faced with a stressful situation, I remembered that He heard me when I asked for help staying calm. He saw me and knew where I was and what I was facing.  

As I confronted a confusing situation, I thought, “I know You hear my confusion.” When fear nearly paralyzed me, I said, “I know You see me.” 

Remember that He hears and sees you as you navigate your day. Listen for Him; look for Him. He’s listening, and He’s watching. 

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March 9, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 10

Be There

Life lesson: You are what the world needs.

Many years ago, when we were involved in college ministry, there was a group of college ladies who committed to visiting a nursing home regularly. Occasionally, they needed transportation to and from the facility, which was several miles from campus. They gave their time and energy to residents in the not-the-nicest facility. The urine smell was strong, some areas were dark, and many residents were in feeble health and had difficulty communicating. That didn’t deter these college ladies. 

The college ladies had become friends with specific people and would spend most of their time providing companionship and conversation with their adopted residents. It was a beautiful example of giving yourself away. 

On one occasion, as the designated driver, I heard one lady singing gospel songs as I moved around the room. When I turned to see where the singing was coming from, I saw a lady who was blind, had no legs below her knees, and was sitting in her wheelchair. I pulled up a chair and sat beside her. We talked for a while, and as I was telling her goodbye, she thanked me for stopping to talk with her and said that she had prayed earlier in the day that “God would send me someone to talk to today. So, you were an answer to my prayer.”

I left that somewhat rundown facility feeling like God had used me, that I was right where I was supposed to be, and that I had been “an answer to prayer.” 

I think about that lady now and then (I wish I could remember her name), especially now that I am making similar visits daily as a Hospice Chaplain. I reflect on her words when I wonder if this is what I am supposed to be doing, what I am doing with my life, and where I am supposed to be. That lady in the Palmyra, Tennessee, nursing facility first reminded me that I could be an answer to someone’s prayer by simply being present at the moment. 

At about that same time, I read and began to understand the Sermon on the Mount, particularly these words. 

13 You are the salt of the earth. But if the salt loses its saltiness, how can it be made salty again? It is no longer good for anything, except to be thrown out and trampled underfoot.

14 “You are the light of the world. A town built on a hill cannot be hidden. 15 Neither do people light a lamp and put it under a bowl. Instead they put it on its stand, and it gives light to everyone in the house.16 In the same way, let your light shine before others, that they may see your good deeds and glorify your Father in heaven. (Matthew 5:13-16)

If you ever wonder about your purpose in life, the answer may not be as complicated as you think. Just show up. Be there for people. Be salt. Add some flavor to their lives. Be a light in what may be a dark world. 

You may be the answered prayer to a lonely lady in a wheelchair.

It may not seem very important, but the world needs you.

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March 3, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 09

A Strange Rejoicing

Life lesson: Don’t be surprised. Rejoice. 

Jesus said, “Blessed are those who are persecuted because of righteousness, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven. “

“Blessed are you when people insult you, persecute you and falsely say all kinds of evil against you because of me. Rejoice and be glad, because great is your reward in heaven, for in the same way they persecuted the prophets who were before you. (Matthew 10:11-12, NIV)

I confess. My experiences of being persecuted because of my commitment to God consist of me possibly not being invited to a party or two and exclusion from a few conversations. No one sends me threatening letters or emails, and I have never received hate mail from an angry member of the community or workplace. There is no threat of imprisonment unless I deny my faith. 

Have you?

When Jesus encouraged us to consider it a blessing, he was not if you get mistreated because you are acting like a jerk or being an obnoxious know-it-all. He said, If you live and act like me, don’t be surprised and rejoice. That means they see something in you that reminds them of me. They hate me. If you follow me, there will be times when they persecute you just like me.

Another question: If we claim to be followers of Jesus, why aren’t we being persecuted?

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February 23, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 08

A Peacemaker

Life lesson: Being a peacemaker is hard. 

Being a peacemaker is challenging in good times but can seem almost impossible in tough times. We are living in such a time. 

How can we help people reconcile the deep disagreements we are witnessing in our country and make peace with some of the things we are experiencing? 

How can we assist families in reconciling after causing each other pain and heartache?

How can we foster peace within a church community when pride and ego have fractured fellowship and created divisions?

How can we assist a broken soul in finding his way back to a relationship with the Lord after he feels God has failed him?

Being a peacemaker is hard, but as children of God, we must try. 

I have a few suggestions for being a peacemaker.

Pray for wisdom in choosing your words and timing before getting involved. 

Hear their pain. Understand all parties involved. Assist them in learning to listen to one another.

Recognize the need for time while emphasizing the importance of peace. 

Remind them of your love for them and your sincere desire to help. 

“Blessed are the peacemakers, for they will be called children of God.” (Matthew 5:9

Father, help me be a peacemaker. 

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February 16, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 07

An Undivided Heart

Life lesson: When my heart is pure, I can see God. 

What does it mean to be pure in heart? 

To be pure in heart involves having an undivided heart that is entirely focused on seeking and reflecting God’s presence. To be pure in heart means to possess an unwavering and sincere dedication to integrity, moral courage, and godly character.  

When you have a pure heart, free from deceit and distraction, it becomes a vessel through which you can experience the nearness of God. If your focus is clearly on Him, you will notice Him all around you, wherever you look in nature, people, and circumstances, and you will know He is near. 

Conversely, a divided heart plagued by conflicting desires and distractions will find its vision obscured, missing the omnipresence of the divine in the world.

After writing and reading those two paragraphs, I remember how difficult it is to be pure in heart in our world. From advertising to news broadcasts to social media to everyday life events, we constantly have opportunities that distract us from God. Being pure in heart is not easy, but it is necessary to see God. Being difficult

Look at how Jesus said it. 

Blessed are the pure in heart, for they will see God. (Matthew 5:8)

“Happy are the utterly sincere, for they will see God! “(JB Phillips)

“Blessed [anticipating God’s presence, spiritually mature] are the pure in heart [those with integrity, moral courage, and godly character], for they will see God.” (Amplified Bible)

“You’re blessed when you get your inside world—your mind and heart—put right. Then you can see God in the outside world. (The Message)

So, the question we must answer is, do I want to see God?

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February 9, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 06

Be Merciful

Life lesson: Be merciful. 

I find it almost unimaginable that the word merciful is getting so much negative attention in the public media and even among those who claim to be followers of God. It seems to me that being merciful is one of the most basic principles for anyone who loves God and wants to please him. 

The Old Testament Micah stated it matter-of-factly: 

“With what shall I come before the Lord

and bow down before the exalted God?

Shall I come before him with burnt offerings,

with calves a year old?

Will the Lord be pleased with thousands of rams,

with ten thousand rivers of olive oil?

Shall I offer my firstborn for my transgression,

the fruit of my body for the sin of my soul?

He has shown you, O mortal, what is good.

And what does the Lord require of you?

To act justly and to love mercy

and to walk humbly with your God.” (Micha 6:6-8)

Jesus did the same, “Blessed are the merciful, for they will be shown mercy.” (Matthew 5:7)

It seems simple to me. If you are going to please God, live like Jesus, and be shown mercy by God at the end of your journey, you will be merciful. So, be merciful.

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January 26, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 04

You Don’t Have to Act So Tough

Life lesson: You don’t have to act so tough.

We see athletes demonstrate their toughness when they sack the quarterback, monster dunk over the defender, power one over the fence and out of the park, or deliver the knockout punch. “Look at me. I’m strong. I’m tough. You may think you are tough, but I’m tougher!” (After I typed those words, opposing players were face mask to face mask in a heated discussion, and the two teams were going at each other in the end zone.)

You don’t have to act so tough.

Advertisers try to convince us their product can make us stronger, bigger, brighter, sexier, more intelligent, and meaner than anyone else. Politicians, business tycoons, and attorneys often promote themselves as the best at destroying the enemy. 

Displaying our toughness with verbal abuse and physical prowess is one way of gaining influence and power. But there is an alternative. 

Jesus said, Blessed are the meek, for they will inherit the earth. (Matthew 5:5)

“You’re blessed when you’re content with just who you are—no more, no less. That’s the moment you find yourselves proud owners of everything that can’t be bought.” (The Message)

 “Blessed [inwardly peaceful, spiritually secure, worthy of respect] are the gentle [the kind-hearted, the sweet-spirited, the self-controlled], for they will inherit the earth.” (The Amplified Version)

“For by the grace given me I say to every one of you: Do not think of yourself more highly than you ought, but rather think of yourself with sober judgment, in accordance with the faith God has distributed to each of you.” (Romans 12:5)

“Let your gentleness be evident to all. The Lord is near.” (Philippians 4:5)

You don’t have to act so tough.

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January 15, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 02

It’s Okay to Ask for Help

One of life’s fundamental principles is that asking for help is acceptable. 

It is okay to ask for help. We live in a world that paints the opposite picture. “Be strong.” “Don’t let them see you struggle.” “Don’t let anyone see that you are hurting.” Yet, we constantly face the reality that we are not always strong; sometimes, we struggle and are often hurting. Regardless of what the world tells us, it is okay to ask for help. 

Sometimes, we need help in our work, in our marriage, as parents, and in our spiritual walk. We may know what to do, but we may need help. Ask for help. It’s okay. 

Every spiritual journey begins by saying, “I need help. I can’t do this on my own.” “Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.” (Matthew 5:3)

Every twelve-step program begins with the admission that I cannot overcome this problem alone. “I need help.” 

We sometimes need help mentally, physically, and spiritually. It’s okay to ask for help.

I cannot nor will I attempt to predict the future, but I believe that even though we are already living in very stressful times, the days ahead will be worse. More stress. More anxiety. More feelings of being overwhelmed. If true, we will need help to survive and thrive in the coming days. 

It’s okay to ask for help. 

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January 5, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 01

That You Know Him

 My prayer for you as this new year begins is the same as Jesus prayed for us all. 

“Now this is eternal life: that they know you, the only true God, and Jesus Christ, whom you have sent.” (John 17:3)

This year, I pray you will come to know Him like you have never known Him. I pray you will know “how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ.”

I pray you will come to know Him, not just know about Him.

I pray you will come to know how much He loves you.

I pray you will learn how much He has done for you and what He wants to do for you. 

I pray you will accept His grace and mercy. 

I pray you will allow Him to fill you with His Spirit and allow His Spirit to flow from you. 

I pray you will come to know Him.

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December 29, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 50

The Worthy Goal

We are almost there—the end of one year, the beginning of another. There have been times of testing and destress, celebration and peace, victory and defeat. Regardless of what has happened, this is a good time to start over.

Some will vow to lose weight, stop using foul language, exercise more, and look for a new job—all worthy goals. However, many made the same vows a year ago and will make the same vows a year from now. Let me suggest a more worthy goal. 

“I’m not saying that I have this all together; I have it made. But I am well on my way, reaching out for Christ, who has so wondrously reached out for me. Friends, don’t get me wrong: By no means do I count myself an expert in all of this, but I’ve got my eye on the goal, where God is beckoning us onward—to Jesus. I’m off and running, and I’m not turning back.”^[1]

Consider this as a more worthy goal. 

We are not there yet.

Just as many of us did not achieve the goals we planned for this year, and the writer of Philippians did not reach his goal, we are not there yet. Life has gotten in our way. We have made mistakes and excuses and ignored the goals we set. So, we have not reached this worthy goal. But…

We are on our way with our eyes on the goal. 

We know where we are going, and we are moving forward. The worthy goal is still in front of us, and we are moving toward it. We may need to repeat our resolve to reach our goal, but we are moving closer to it than we were a year ago. That is a good thing. 

Jesus is our goal.

Let there be no confusion; our goal is Jesus. To know Him (John 17) Our goal is to be like Him. Refer to Philippians 2 for His attitude. And His spirit (see Galatians 5) and His love (John 13). He is our goal. 

We are not turning back. 

We have not and will not quit. We are keeping our eyes on Jesus (Hebrews 12:1-3). We are not there yet but moving closer to Him and becoming more like Him. 

You may already have set excellent goals for the coming year. But if your goal is not to become more like Jesus, please reconsider and choose a more worthy goal. Leave this year’s stuff behind and move forward to be like Jesus. 

I hope 2024 ends well and 2025 begins and continues well all year.

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^[1] The Message, Philippians 3:12-14

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December 22, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 50

Christmas Reunions

I watched a news story about sailors arriving home for Christmas leave. The sailors lined up shoulder to shoulder on the deck of their ship, waving to the crowd until they were permitted to celebrate and reunite with their families. Children ran to hug their mom or dad. One little boy hugged his dad and said, “I love you, Daddy.” It was quite an emotional scene. 

Other reunions will occur this week as families travel long distances to make it home for the holidays. Some may panic due to heavy traffic and delayed flights, wondering if they will get home on time. Hopefully, they will arrive safely and on schedule for the celebration. You are one of the travelers eager to get home. You can’t wait to see the faces and hug the necks of your loved ones.  

As emotional and touching as these scenes are, some families will feel sad because their loved ones are not there. Death, travel delays, illness, work responsibilities, and family disputes can dampen some festivities. However, this will not be the case at the ultimate reunion, where there will be no tears—except tears of joy, because we have finally made it home. 

Enjoy your Christmas reunion. Celebrate your family and friends. 

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December 15, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 49

A Gift That Lasts

One of my favorite Jesus stories is found in John 21. Jesus has died, been buried, and risen from the grave. He has visited with the disciples, restored Peter to the fold, enjoyed a meal with them, given them instructions, and is now moving forward. Jesus walks with Peter and discusses the future and how Peter will die.

Peter sees John and asks Jesus, “What about him?” Jesus answered, “If I want him to remain alive until I return, what is that to you? You must follow me.”

My modern interpretation of what Jesus meant when he said, “You must follow me,” is, “Stay in your lane, bro.”  He may not have considered this then, but I think Jesus gave him a gift that He knew he would need—a gift that would last. 

“Stay in your lane.” “Be you.” “You follow me.” “Don’t concern yourself with what I ask or don’t ask others to do.”

The gift Jesus gave Peter is also available to you and me. Staying in my lane makes my life much easier. I must be me, not someone else. 

This is true in our work, how we participate in our churches, and how we function in our family. Be you. Let others be them. 

Not only is being you a lasting gift we have been given, but it is also a gift we can give to others, and then they can give it to someone else. 

Enjoy the gift of being you and share the gift that lasts.    

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December 8, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 48

It’s Been Sixty Years

Sixty years ago today, my mother died. That was 21,900 days ago. I was eleven years old. Very few of those days have not included an image or thought about her. Today is undoubtedly one of those days. 

There are days when I have trouble remembering her face and voice, days when I long to see her face and hear her voice again, days when I wish I could sit with her and talk about life and world events, and days when I’m glad she is beyond this life and free from world events. 

There are days when I think I should have moved beyond the grief, days when the grief weighs me down, and days when I feel I have moved beyond it. Then, there are days when I wonder if I processed the grief at all. 

Sometimes, I ponder what my life would have been like had my mother not died when she was forty-four. Would I have gone to Arkansas State University in 1970? Would I have responded to the Lord’s call into the ministry, or would I have chosen a profession that would have kept me closer to home? 

I often wonder what she would think of my wife, children, and grandchildren. And what would they think of her? What would she think of the life I am living? 

I have thought about my mother a lot today, as I do every December 8, 9, and 10. Some of my thoughts were sad, but mostly, I thought about how those eleven years with her have shaped my life and how grateful I am for how her short life continues to teach me the value of living life to the fullest by loving God and loving people. My mother has been gone for sixty years, but she lives on in my mind and my heart. 

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December 1, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 47

Laments of the Season

Like most of you, I spent at least part of last week counting my blessings and naming reasons to be thankful. I also spent some time lamenting^[i].

I did not spend much time lamenting, but I did remember, grieve, and mourn. Some of it was intentional, and some just came naturally. 

I remembered holidays of the past. The people present. The places we spent the holiday—the meals we enjoyed and the conversations we shared. 

I grieved for people who are no longer with us and those who could not be with us. Some years are easier than others, but this holiday was challenging. 

I mourned the condition of our nation, the anger, the sadness, the fearmongering, and the hatred. 

I remembered I grieved, and I mourned the life that was and will be no more. 

Then, the moment’s reality reminded me to be thankful again for the people with me and the life that is.

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^[i] A lament or lamentation is a passionate expression of grief, often in music, poetry, or song form. The grief is most often born of regret, or mourning. Laments can also be expressed in a verbal manner in which participants lament about something that they regret or someone that they have lost, and they are usually accompanied by wailing, moaning and/or crying. Laments constitute some of the oldest forms of writing, and examples exist across human cultures.

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November 24, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 46

Different Thanksgiving Days

This week begins with me looking forward to the family gathering on Thanksgiving Day. There will be good food and conversation, children enjoying the day and getting frustrated when things do not go their way, laughter, and possibly tears. We will share memories, photographs, plans, and reasons to be thankful.

I am looking forward to Thanksgiving Day, but I am also thinking about families who will have a different experience. I know two wives who will have an empty chair at their table. 

Some families will be together physically but miles apart emotionally.

Other families will sit at the same table sharing memories, but the grandmother will not recognize their faces or understand their stories. 

Some families will share the day through long-distance phone calls or video chats due to their military service.

Some will celebrate, and some will mourn. Some people will share their blessings, and some will live through another holiday of pain and regret.

We are all different, going through life at various speeds, directions, and paths. Our Thanksgiving Days will not be the same, but I will pray the same prayer for us all: May we find love, joy, peace, and many reasons to be thankful. 

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November 17, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 45

Ready for Joy

Maybe it’s just me, but the Christmas lights and home decorations appeared earlier this year. I have gotten used to seeing Christmas commercials on television, hearing Christmas music, and seeing displays in stores in September and October. But I do not recall seeing so many homes lit up before Halloween and mid-November as I’ve seen this year. Perhaps my memory is failing me, or is there another reason? 

I do have a theory. It is an untested, non-scientific, and unproven theory that exists only in my mind. We are ready for joy. 

The first ten-and-a-half months of 2024 have been long and hard. There have been brief seasons of joy, but confusion, stress, and sadness have dominated and often controlled our thoughts. 

Hurricanes, tornadoes, and floods have wiped out communities. Wars and threats of war have often been the lead story of the daily news. The presidential campaign and election were ugly and divisive. Many people have lost loved ones to diseases, accidents, and senseless shootings. As I described in last week’s Note, we have been on a roller coaster ride of emotions. 

We are ready for joy. 

If you are ready for joy, think about people you love and bring you joy. (Philippians 1:3)

If you are ready for joy, encourage the people around you to be like-minded and be one in spirit and love. (Philippians 2:2)

If you are ready for joy, forget the past and move toward your goals. (Philippians 3:10-14)

If you are ready for joy, remember that the Lord is near, be gentle, and think about positive things. (Philippians 4:4-9)

If you are ready for joy, go ahead and turn on the Christmas music and decorate your house. Who cares if it’s a little early? 

We are ready for joy. 

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November 10, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 44

Emotional Roller Coaster

I have been on an emotional roller coaster for the last few weeks.

There was a point when I thought this was going to be the year that the Boston Celtics won the National Basketball Championship and the New York Yankees would win the World Series. Then, the 5^th inning of the 5^th game of the series happened. 

There was a planned surgery for our granddaughter, but the surgery will come later due to a rash. She, her parents, and all the rest of us must wait with her. She had another scan. The anticipation of a scan always produces anxious days and nights. When we hear, “The scans are clear.” We express praises and thanksgiving. 

The election provided an emotional roller coaster all its own. Anticipation. Hope. Dread. Confidence. Anger. Elation. Sadness. Despair. Confusion. Disbelief. Hope. 

A few days off work and time with long-time friends. Happiness. Joy. Appreciation. Love. Tears. Nostalgic conversations. Laughter. Calm sighs of delight. Then, as the visitation came to an end came tears, sadness, expressions of love, and regret that our time together had to end. 

Emotions are okay. Emotions fill our hearts, and tears fill our eyes. Emotions are okay for women and men. Emotions are okay and good, and appropriately sharing them is a healthy practice. 

Expressing your emotions is healthier than bottling them up or treating them like they do not exist. Find someone to talk with about what you are feeling. Write them down and name them.

Emotions are gifts from God and give us a way of communicating with Him. They help us understand life so we can share life with the people we love.

Someone once told me feelings and emotions are not right or wrong. They just are. 

There will be more emotional roller coasters this week and throughout our lives. Don’t be afraid to express your emotions in healthy ways. There is a real possibility you are not the only person on that same ride. You may be the one to help them deal with those feelings. 

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November 3, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 43

Trust God

Some trust in chariots and some in horses, but we trust in the name of the Lord our God. (Psalm 20:7)

The only answer I can offer to many people’s questions is, “Trust the Lord.” 

To the gentleman who feels his life is over and cannot understand why the Lord is keeping him here, I say, “I think we need to trust that the Lord knows what He’s doing, and He must have a reason, even though we don’t know what that reason is.”

To the college students stressed about all their decisions about their education, careers, relationships, and the rest of their lives, I say, “Trust God to show you the way, and be patient.”

To couples struggling to keep their marriage together and are losing hope, “Do what is right and trust the Lord.” 

To the loyal company man in shock because he lost his job and asks me, “Why has this happened to me?” I can only say, “I don’t know, but we need to trust God to see you through it.”

Saying, “Trust the Lord,” may sound trite, trivial, and like a cop-out. But it’s not. When we have more questions than answers, more pain than comfort, and our faith is wavering but honest, all we can do is trust God. This week is one of those times when we need to trust God. 

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October 29, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 42

Watch the Way You Talk

Watch the way you talk. Let nothing foul or dirty come out of your mouth. Say only what helps, each word a gift. (Ephesians 4:29, The Message)

I have used this text as the basis for many notes over the years, but I think it is probably needed more now than ever. Let’s take one phrase at a time.

Watch the way you talk. During the next week, you will have the opportunity to voice your thoughts on the election, the candidates, the results of the election, and the people who voted differently than you prefer. Watch the way you talk. Choose your words carefully and pay attention to who might be listening. 

Let nothing foul or dirty come out of your mouth. Even though others may use foul, filthy, divisive, and judgmental language, you don’t have to follow their example. Their language does not have to be your language. 

Say only what helps, each word a gift. Say only what helps. How’s that for a challenge? Only what helps. That might reduce many conversations, but if you speak only words that lift others up, the conversation will be much more wholesome and encouraging. Each word is a gift. Treat your words like a precious gift. 

In stressful times, we must be even more watchful of how we talk than usual. These are stressful times. Be an encourager. Be thoughtful. It may be that the best words are the ones not spoken. It takes self-discipline and courage. 

Watch the way you talk. 

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October 20, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 41

Asking for Wisdom

If you need wisdom, ask our generous God, and he will give it to you. He will not rebuke you for asking. (James 1:5)

Generous God, I do need wisdom, so I’m asking. 

Please give me the wisdom to know what to say to the daughter who knows her mother has only a few hours left to live. 

Please give me the wisdom to remain silent when I don’t have helpful, meaningful, or encouraging words.

Please give me the wisdom to know how to walk with the person going through what feels like never-ending grief. 

Please give me the wisdom to know what to say to the young couple struggling to hold their marriage together. 

Please give me the wisdom to encourage the gentleman who has lived a long, meaningful life but no longer feels he has a purpose. 

Please give me the wisdom to offer advice only when asked.

Please give me wisdom when I enter the election booth. 

Please give me the wisdom to change what I can and accept what I cannot. 

Please give me the wisdom and the wisdom to use the wisdom You give me. 

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October 13, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 40

The Opportunity

Be wise in the way you act toward outsiders; make the most of every opportunity. (Colossians 4:5)

As I watched reports of the storms that have devastated communities in Florida, Georgia, North Carolina, and Tennessee, I thought about how important it is to make the most of our opportunities to be with people and express our love to them. Life changes quickly, and we never know what the day will bring, so we must stay in the present and live every moment to the fullest.

That thought consistently influences my thinking. But as I read the verse from Colossians, I realized that taking advantage of our opportunities has a more specific meaning. “Be wise in the way you act toward outsiders.” 

Consider the wording from The Message. “Use your heads as you live and work among outsiders. Don’t miss a trick. Make the most of every opportunity. Be gracious in your speech. The goal is to bring out the best in others in a conversation, not put them down, not cut them out.”^[1]

Consider how you treat people outside your faith community, the people in your neighborhood, your workplace, and the places where you do business. What’s your conversation like with them, how do you speak to them, how do you treat them? What sort of attitude do you have with and toward them?

Make the most of those opportunities so they can see Jesus in you. Doing that brings glory to Him and may help them know the Lord. Life can change quickly. You have this moment. Make the most of it. 

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^[1] Eugene H. Peterson, The Message: The Bible in Contemporary Language (Colorado Springs, CO: NavPress, 2005), Col 4:5–

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October 7, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 39

Pray

Please pause and pray for all those who have been and will be affected by the powerfully destructive storms. 

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September 22, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 37

Look at the Birds

I had just finished my visit to the Assisted Living/Memory Care facility and was writing notes in my car. I glanced out my window and saw a group of sparrows in the grass feeding on the seeds that the lawncare crew had just spread around the building. They were surrounded on three sides by moving vehicles, yet they were tweeting, chirping, and hopping all around; they didn’t have a care in the world.

I thought of Jesus’ words. 

“If you decide for God, living a life of God-worship, it follows that you don’t fuss about what’s on the table at mealtimes or whether the clothes in your closet are in fashion. There is far more to your life than the food you put in your stomach, more to your outer appearance than the clothes you hang on your body. Look at the birds, free and unfettered, not tied down to a job description, careless in the care of God. And you count far more to him than birds.” (Matthew 6:25-27)

The message is clear: Look at the birds. 

When you, or someone you love, are struggling physically or emotionally, look at the birds and know that you count far more to Him than birds.  

When searching for your purpose for living, look at the birds and know that you count far more to Him than birds.  

When you grieve the loss of a relationship and long to fill the void, look at the birds and know that you count far more to Him than birds.  

When you lose your job and wonder how you will care for your family, look at the birds and know that you count far more to Him than birds.  

When life is good and filled with more blessings than you deserve, look at the birds and know that you count far more to Him than birds.  

God loves us, and when we look at the birds, we remember His love is wider, longer, higher, and deeper than we can ever ask or imagine. So, take a moment to look at the birds and thank God for His love and care.

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My Words and My Mouth

I need to pray this prayer. 

May the words of my mouth

and the meditation of my heart

be pleasing to you,

O Lord, my rock and my redeemer. (Psalm 19:14)

I need to pray these words so that my words will be kind and accepting because sometimes the meditations of my heart are unkind and judgmental.  

I need to pray this prayer so that my words will be gentle and loving because sometimes the meditations of my heart are harsh and unloving. 

I need to pray this prayer so that my words will be encouraging because sometimes the meditations of my heart are not about encouragement.   

I need to pray this prayer so that my words and actions will build others up, not tear them down. 

I need to pray this prayer so my words and actions will bring gentleness and healing to the hurting and broken. 

I need to pray this prayer, so my words and actions will bring light and joy into a dark world of sadness.

I need to pray this prayer because sometimes the contents of my heart are far from pleasing to God, even though He is my rock and my redeemer.

I need to pray this prayer daily, and sometimes, I need to pray this prayer many times. 

May the words of my mouth

and the meditation of my heart

be pleasing to you,

O Lord, my rock and my redeemer. (Psalm 19:14)

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July 15, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 28

What Can I Do?

It was quite a weekend. 

I don’t know about you, but I much prefer watching a Yankees game, the Scottish Open, a good movie, an episode of Parks and Recreation, or the replay of the Celtics championship game, and just about anything instead of Breaking News reports about the attempted assassination of a presidential candidate. 

Unfortunately, that was not the case. Once again, we are afraid, fear, chaos, confusion, and uncertainty. Once again, we learn of another young man who decided that the best way to get over his troubled past was to fire an automatic rifle and kill as many people as possible. 

It was another heartbreaking, troubling weekend. I wish I could stop the violence and hatred in the world. I wish I could stop the hatred. I wish I could change hearts. I wish I could help people sleep peacefully. I want to, but I can’t. I can’t fix the world.

But I can “… not let any unwholesome talk come out of my mouth, but only what is helpful for building others up according to their needs, that it may benefit those who listen.” (Ephesians 4:29)

I can, “as far as it depends on me, live at peace with everyone.” (Romans 12:18)

And I can be a peacemaker. 

I often sing along with Willie Nelson, “At a time when the world seems to be spinnin’ hopelessly out of control” (Hands on the Wheel), wanting to be a better person. So, I will try to be kinder, listen before I react, forgive quickly, and pray more. 

“‘Our Father in heaven,
hallowed be your name,
   your kingdom come,
your will be done,
    on earth as it is in heaven.
   Give us today our daily bread.
   And forgive us our debts,
    as we also have forgiven our debtors.

   And lead us not into temptation,
    but deliver us from the evil one.’

For Yours is the kingdom and the power

    And the glory forever. Amen.

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July 8, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 27

You Are My Shepherd

Lord, You are my shepherd (and most of the time, I am a devoted sheep); I lack nothing (and yet, I often want more).

    You make me lie down in green pastures (sometimes You must make me lie down because I often want to keep moving),
You lead me beside quiet waters (even when I don’t always appreciate the quietness),

    You refresh my soul (and I sometimes miss that refreshment because I seek it in other places and things).
You guide me along the right paths
    for his name’s sake (but sometimes I stray from that path).

 Even though I walk
    through the darkest valley, the valley of the shadow of death (and all the other dark valleys I have gone through and will go through),
I will fear no evil,
    for you are with me (at least I try not to be afraid);
your rod and your staff,
    they comfort me (Your presence comforts me despite the times when I get distracted by the things around me).

You prepare a table before me
    in the presence of my enemies (You bless me despite me).
You anoint my head with oil;
    my cup overflows (yet unbelievably, You continue to shower me with Your love).

Surely your goodness and love will follow me
    all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the house of the Lord
    forever (those words are almost more than I can grasp. But then I remember that You are my shepherd).

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July 1, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 26

Thanks, Wonder, Awe, Joy

Uncrustables. ^© Where have you been all my life?

I am late to the game, but I only recently discovered Uncrustables. ^© On the golf course, my son handed me one and said, “You want one of these?” Whaaaaat? A peanut butter and jelly sandwich that is not messy? Uncrustables^© are amazing!

Then, last week, my wife informed me that she could get them at the grocery store. She did. I took one in the car for work and enjoyed it for a late-morning snack, in the car. No mess. Uncrustables^© are amazing. Uncrustables. ^© Where have you been all my life?

I listened to John Ortberg’s podcast, Become New, as he suggests that our response to the world and the universe around us might be thanks, wonder, awe, and joy. I listened, and I pondered those thoughts. 

My response to Uncrustables^© was of thanks, wonder, awe, and joy. I reacted similarly to the beauty of the golf course we were playing. And to the sunrise, I by at the ocean. I responded similarly to the rainbow we saw after a brief rain shower. The sunsets and the massive waves crashing on the rocks filled me with thanks, wonder, awe, and joy. I experience thanks, wonder, awe, and joy as I notice the growth and maturity of our grandchildren. 

We heard an unusual sound a few nights ago, so I stepped onto our back porch and discovered a jet drifting across the night sky. That is amazing, but the backdrop of stars brought feelings of thanks, wonder, awe, and joy.

Everything I’ve mentioned above ignites feelings of thanks, wonder, awe, and joy. But none compares to the feelings of thanks, wonder, awe, and joy when I ponder these words: “You see, at just the right time, when we were still powerless, Christ died for the ungodly. Very rarely will anyone die for a righteous person, though for a good person someone might possibly dare to die. But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.” (Romans 5:6-8)

Uncrustables. ^© Where have you been all my life? Jesus, thank You for being there when I needed you most. 

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Jun 24, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 25

Grief Is Good

Richard Rohr’s Week Twenty-Six: Holy Lament, The Universal Need to Grieve describes how grief isn’t rational in our culture: “As anyone who has experienced grief canattest, it isn’t rational. We really don’t know how to hurt! We simply don’t know what to do with our pain.” 

We avoid grief. We deny grief. And we consider it unnatural and unnecessary. “We would much rather be angry than sad.” Rohr further defines grief as “unfinished hurt.” “We have to learn to remain open to our grief, to wait in patient expectation for what it has to teach us. When we close in too tightly around our sadness or grief, when we try to fix it, control it, or understand it, we only deny ourselves its lessons. “

Rohr’s article discusses grief as we deal with the death of a loved one, but we also experience grief from other losses. We might grieve over the loss of a friendship, the loss of a pet, the loss of a job, or the loss of a dream. In essence, we may be experiencing grief at any time. 

So, how are you doing with your grief? If you ignore your grief, it will work against you. Grief must do its work. Don’t be afraid to grieve. Grief is good and good for you. 

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Jun 17, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 24

Listen

If I could offer one word of advice to every human being, it would be this: Listen. 

Listen. Don’t prejudge. 

Listen. Don’t tell your story. 

Listen. Don’t try to top their story.

Listen. Don’t interrupt. 

Listen. Don’t assume.

Listen.

Whoever has ears, let them hear. (Matthew 11:15)

My dear brothers and sisters, take note of this: Everyone should be quick to listen, slow to speak and slow to become angry, because human anger does not produce the righteousness that God desires. (James 1:19-20)

Listen.

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Jun 10, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 23

Our Time Is Limited

We live in an amazing world, and the Creator filled the earth with unimaginable beauty—unimaginable until we see it. There is so much to see, hear, and do. Our time here is limited, so we’re trying to take it all in.

Thanks to the hospitality of our son and daughter-in-law, we are experiencing beautiful sunsets, ocean views, golf courses, the colors and sounds of nature, quiet moments, and family moments filled with laughter and a few tears. Our time here is limited, so we’re trying to take it all in. 

If we know that our time on earth is limited, it’s not always possible or necessary to travel 3700 miles to find everyday blessings from the Lord. If you ever have the opportunity, go. If we open our eyes and ears, we can see His face and hear His voice no matter where we are.

In the early morning, a bird often sits on the streetlight in front of our house or on the roof next door, singing to remind all who listen that this is the day the Lord has made.

Not long ago, I pulled my car over and stopped long enough to watch a mother deer love on her new spotted fawn. 

While I was enjoying the sound of the waves and ocean breeze, two of our granddaughters were pretending to be on a grand adventure while climbing a tree. The combination of sights and sounds was a joyful noise to the Lord. 

I know that my opportunities to play golf are limited. So, when I do get to play, I try not to be so serious about my score that I miss the beauty and peacefulness of my surroundings. That doesn’t always work, but I try. 

Remembering that my time on earth is limited helps me develop a grateful heart and sustain an appreciation for the sights, sounds, and people God places in my daily path. 

I know that life in the next world promises to be even more beautiful and spectacular than this present world and will make this world pale in comparison. That will be more than we can ask or imagine, but if we pay attention, so is this world. So, let’s not rush past all that God wants us to experience during our limited time here. 

“Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever! Amen.”

Enjoy today, and help others do the same. 

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Jun 3, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 22

Live to the Fullest

The story of Bill Walton’s passing saddened me. For those who don’t know, he was an outstanding college and professional basketball who went on to be a very entertaining broadcaster. And from all accounts from those who knew him personally, he was a better person. “He loved life and was so full of life” is a standard description of how he lived his life. Walton always had a big smile on his face. He lived life to the fullest. 

Long before Bill captured his first rebound or slammed his first dunk, he described his reason for coming to earth. He said, “The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full.”

Jesus wanted us to live with gusto and enthusiasm. He didn’t want us to allow the Enemy to destroy our love for living and steal our joy for loving life and people. His desire for us was, and is, life to the full. 

And yet, the Enemy still wants to steal, kill, and destroy everything good in life. He wants to steal your love for your neighbor. The Enemy wants to kill your effort to live a good life and be a good person. He wants to destroy your joy in enjoying a sunrise or a sunset, pausing to listen to the birds sing their songs of praise, or sitting quietly as your children or grandchildren tell you stories. 

Don’t let him. Keep loving people. Keep enjoying a slower pace. Keep watching those sunrises and sunsets. Keep hitting repeat when you hear a favorite song. There’s so much to see and hear. Keep living life and live it to the fullest.

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May 27, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 21

Out Run the Rain 

As my wife, nephew, and I sat at the table one morning last week, I remembered this story from my childhood. We lived about a quarter of a mile from my Aunt Eunice and Uncle Ruby’s grocery store. We often rode our bikes down the highway to get a soft drink (we said coke refers to any soft drink: Coke, Pepsi, Pop Kola, etc.), a candy bar, or something else, or to visit. Occasionally, as we started back home on hot summer days, we’d notice a rainstorm coming our way. Naturally, we wanted to get home before the rain hit. So, we’d try to outrun the rain. 

With our legs pumping as fast as we could, we’d fly down the highway (it felt like we were flying). If lucky, we’d make it to our front porch just in time to sit, watch, and listen to the rain. We were not so fortunate sometimes, and the rain would catch us. We would sit on the porch until we dried off on those occasions. 

I can almost see and hear the rain chasing us, feel the drops on my back, and smell it as it cooled the hot pavement. 

Reliving those hot summer days has reminded me of many times since then I have tried to outrun the rain. 

When I learned my mother was dying (probably about the same time as those bike rides), I wanted to outrun the rain. 

When relationships turned in the wrong direction, I wanted to outrun the rain. 

When work and ministry became discouraging, and I knew the end was near, I wished I could outrun the rain. 

When we learned our granddaughter’s diagnosis, I tried with all my strength to outrun the rain. 

All these years later, when I’m lonely, when work gets hard, people I love are struggling, and sickness, sadness, and death overwhelm me, I wish I could outrun the rain. I wish I could make it to the front porch to sit and wait until the rain passes. 

That porch no longer exists, but rainstorms continue. And there is still a safe place to go when we want to outrun the rain.

God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble. (Psalm 46:2) 

Trust in him at all times, you people; pour out your hearts to him, for God is our refuge. (Psalm 62:8)

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May 20, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 20

Turn Your Eyes Upon Jesus

When life becomes a puzzle, take a moment to shift your gaze and turn your eyes upon Jesus. 

When you watch or listen to the news of the day and get depressed, turn your eyes upon Jesus. 

When medical news is not good, turn your eyes upon Jesus. 

When you hate or lose your job, turn your eyes upon Jesus. 

When your spouse walks out on you, turn your eyes upon Jesus.

When you are nearer the exit than the entrance, turn your eyes upon Jesus.

When your sins pile high and guilt holds you captive, turn your eyes upon Jesus. 

When your strength is gone, and your desire to continue is fading, turn your eyes upon Jesus.

When life is good, and you’re on top of the world, turn your eyes upon Jesus.

Turning your eyes upon Jesus won’t change the circumstances you are facing. It won’t fix whatever is wrong, but it can change your attitude and remind you that you are not alone. It might inspire you to keep trying and trusting Him to walk you through the struggle. So, turn your eyes upon Jesus. 

Do you see what this means—all these pioneers who blazed the way, all these veterans cheering us on? It means we’d better get on with it. Strip down, start running—and never quit! No extra spiritual fat, no parasitic sins. Keep your eyes on Jesus, who both began and finished this race we’re in. Study how he did it. Because he never lost sight of where he was headed—that exhilarating finish in and with God—he could put up with anything along the way: Cross, shame, whatever. And now he’s there, in the place of honor, right alongside God. When you find yourselves flagging in your faith, go over that story again, item by item, that long litany of hostility he plowed through. That will shoot adrenaline into your souls!^[1]

Eugene H. Peterson, The Message: The Bible in Contemporary Language (Colorado Springs, CO: NavPress, 2005), Heb 12:1–3.

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^[1] Eugene H. Peterson, The Message: The Bible in Contemporary Language (Colorado Springs, CO: NavPress, 2005), Heb 12:1–3.

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May 13, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 19

We Remember

We remember it because someone (maybe our mother) told us that our mother’s face was the face we ever saw. 

We remember days when we were sick, and our mothers were there.  

We remember times when we messed up, and she wrapped her arms around us, reminding us that she loved us.  

We remember facing a significant decision and needing to talk about it. Our mother listened. 

We remember that she always remembered to do something special on our birthday. 

We remember being far from home, and our children were sick; she came to help. 

We remember celebrating with our children, she was there. 

We remember when she told us she was sick, we were there. 

We remember when she could not remember who we were.

We remember when she took her last breath because we were there. 

We remember the first day after she passed, and when we remembered she was gone. 

Every year on Mother’s Day, her birthday, and our birthday, we remember.

We remember because she taught us to remember.

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[I’ve been under the weather this week, so I hope you can enjoy this A Norvell Note rerun from ten years ago.]

Posted on May 5, 2014 

Vol. 17 No. 18 | May 5, 2014

When I am afraid, I will trust in you.
In God, whose word I praise, in God I trust;
I will not be afraid.
What can mortal man do to me? (Psalm 56:3-4, NIV)

Psalm 56 expresses why David is regarded as an uncomplaining, meek dove, driven from his native home to wander in exile. He appears to be disturbed by both domestic and foreign foes. David appeals confidently to God, recites his complaints, and closes with joyful and assured anticipations of God’s continued help. [Robert Jamieson, A. R. Fausset, and David Brown, Commentary Critical and Explanatory on the Whole Bible (Oak Harbor, WA: Logos Research Systems, Inc., 1997), Ps 56:1–13.]

This short portion of the psalm consists of only thirty-one words but offers important insights on dealing with fear and unpleasant circumstances.

First, admit your fears. David states, “When I am afraid.” He does not say, “I’m not afraid, but if I were, this is how I would deal with it.” He says, “When I am afraid.” Can you admit your fear? Are you afraid for other people to know you are afraid? That could be a problem. Will you admit your fears?

Second, when you are afraid, trust God. Stay in His word and trust His word. Trust His promises. Trust His promise that you can trust Him. Read the stories of God’s faithful people. Examine the lives of people who trusted God. David. Moses. Abraham. Joshua and Caleb. Peter. Paul.

Third, do not be afraid. We have already commented on how David admits his fear, and sometimes we are afraid. When we are, we muster all our strength and courage and act courageously. We call these people heroes. Even heroes, when they are honest, will admit they were afraid. No one can hurt me.

Could you write a verse of a Psalm like David? Maybe not as poetic, but here’s my attempt:

Father, there are times when I am scared. At those times, I try to trust. I do trust you in my heart, but my actions sometimes betray my lack of trust.

When I get scared, I try to read my Bible more to remind me of Your faithfulness to those who trust You. That helps. Your words and Your stories remind me that I am not alone. Others have traveled this road before me. You provided them with strength and confidence. I believe You will do the same for me.

I will try not to be afraid. I will remind myself that You will protect me and that there is nothing another human can do to me that will separate me from You. I will remember what You said in Romans 8:

If God is for us, who can be against us? He who did not spare his own Son, but gave him up for us all—how will he not also, along with him, graciously give us all things? Who will bring any charge against those whom God has chosen? It is God who justifies. Who then is the one who condemns? No one. Christ Jesus who died—more than that, who was raised to life—is at the right hand of God and is also interceding for us. Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall trouble or hardship or persecution or famine or nakedness or danger or sword? As it is written:“For your sake we face death all day long; we are considered as sheep to be slaughtered.”

No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.

When I am afraid. I will trust You.

Tom

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April 29, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 17

Two Teaspoons

This year’s Mangum Family Reunion was different. I’m not sure exactly what it was, but something was different. Maybe it was the absence of some who could not attend. Or perhaps it was the lingering reminder that life is fragile and can change quickly. 

Even though something was different, some things were the same. 

The gratitude for our family heritage was the same. Floyd and Agnes Mangum lived simple lives and left a legacy of faith, love of family, and a desire to improve the world. 

The joy of seeing one another was the same. If we are fortunate, most of us see each other once a year. Our time is precious, so we try to make the most of it. 

The sharing of memories and stories was the same. We retold stories we told the last time we were together, and we’ll retell them again the next time. I hope. Some stories are humorous, some are incredibly sad, but all remind us that we are family. 

The sadness of saying goodbye is always the same. Time is too short. The conversations would go on for days if we had days. Remembering those no longer with us brings tears of sorrow and appreciation. 

We remind each other that God gave us the blessing of our family, which is the same. By His design, we are here and who we are, and we will make every effort possible to gather again next year.

Oh, the title? Hmmm. You had to be there. 

Tom

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April 22, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 16

Celebrating Junie

Today, we celebrate Junie’s 6^th birthday. It was just under two years ago when we first learned of her cancer. For much of the following year, she experienced all the things that go along with cancer treatments, including loss of hair, loss of appetite, loss of weight, and regular episodes of nausea. 

Each checkup and MRI brings anxiety, stress, fear, intense prayer, and cautious hope that she will be healthy and have clear scans. Last week, her latest scans were all clear.

Her 6^th birthday party took place yesterday at a recreational Gymnastics and Tumbling facility. I watched Junie run, jump, flip, tumble, walk on a balance beam, eat pizza and cake, and open her presents with friends and family.

On the eve of her 6^th birthday, my wife showed me a picture of Juniper Blue wrapped in my arms for the first time. My heart overflows with an overwhelming sense of gratitude that we could celebrate her 6^th birthday.

Thank You, Father, for this beautiful and healthy six-year-old. 

Tom

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April 15, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 15

Class Reunion, a Long Drive, Family, the Eclipse, Work, 

a Concert, and the Masters

 What do all these things have in common? Memories

Class Reunion. As I made the almost seven-hour journey from home to Hope, Arkansas, my mind drifted back fifty-four years to when I was a senior in high school with only a few weeks before graduation. In 1970, I had many questions about the future, what finishing high school meant, saying goodbye to friends and family, and leaving home for college. As I drove, memories flooded my mind. Fifty-four years later, I still have many questions about the future, what finishing life means, saying goodbye to friends and family, and leaving this world when the time comes. 

A long drive. During the last two hours of the trip to Hope, I asked Siri to play music from 1969. I heard Touch Me by the Doors. I remember Jimmy Alford sitting in the old Piggly Wiggly parking lot one night with that song playing at full volume. I played it again at full volume. I listened to The Uniques sing All These Things. And I was that In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida was 16 minutes long. I’m grateful that music can transport us to the place and time where we first heard the song or where we heard it for the thousandth time. 

Family. I’m grateful that I could spend time with my brother and some of his family on my way to and back from the class reunion. We shared good food, relaxing time, and memories of our life. 

The Eclipse. I put on my safety glasses and joined the millions of others who saw the dramatic images and experienced the world turning dark at 1:30 p.m. I remembered a similar experience on a deserted golf course in Nashville for the last eclipse. The transition from darkness to light reminded me to be thankful for sight and light. And the light of the Lord. (By the way, do you know what God does when the sun looks like a big toenail? Eclipse it.)

Work. On multiple occasions last week, I prayed for families and stood nearby as they said goodbye to their loved ones. And I listened to their stories as they shared memories. 

A Concert. For an hour and forty minutes, Lauren Daigle hopped and bounced all over the stage as she sang her songs of faith, Hope, joy, and the love of the Father. Some of her songs bring back more recent memories. And being there with Kim created a new memory for us. 

The Masters. I watched and remembered the opportunities I had to walk the course during practice rounds, meeting Jim Nantz near the 13^th fairway, hearing the roar of the crowds, and the thrill of seeing some of the greatest players of all time. And I remembered sitting in our living room watching and dreading having to leave to go to Sunday night church before it ended. So grateful when DVRs made it possible to record it and watch it later. 

I’m thankful for my memories, and I can still remember and enjoy them. And I thank my God every time I remember you.

Tom

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April 8, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 14

NOTE: The Hope High School Class of 1970 (Hope, Arkansas) celebrated our 54^th class reunion this weekend. This is the prayer I shared.

A Prayer for the Class of 1970

Father, thank You for allowing us to gather here today to share memories of our time from 54 years ago and catch up on things that have happened to and with us since the last time we gathered. Thank You to everyone who planned and organized this time together this afternoon.

Fifty-four years is a long time, Father, but in many ways, seeing these faces, hearing these voices, and sharing these memories reminds me of how fortunate we are to have been part of the Hope High School class of 1970. Our last year together was a challenging year in many ways. There were moments of grand celebrations that many will never experience and times filled with challenges and stress that most hope they never experience again. 

And yet, as we look back, it is not difficult to see that our senior year at Hope High School helped prepare us for the life ahead—a life filled with great victories and devastating losses, exciting hopes and dreams, heartbreaking disappointments, and dreams that have never come true. 

Our time at Hope High School gave us an understanding of true friendship, friendships that last a lifetime, and a sense of genuine love. It helped us learn and appreciate the value of human life—our time together taught us never to take people for granted, which hopefully has traveled and will travel with us through the rest of our lives. 

Father, we thank you for those who are here, those who could not be here today, and those who are no longer with us but will always remain with us in our hearts because of their impact on our lives. 

Thank You to the administrators, teachers, coaches, and families beyond our own who did their best to guide us and prepare us for the challenges we have faced and will continue to face as we strive to make the world a better place.

Father, thank you for letting us be part of the class of 1970. May we continue to have love in our relationships, joy in the memories, peace in the present moments, healing of our hurts, and rest for our souls.

Tom

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April 1, 2024                                                    Vol. 28 No. 13

Maybe It’s Time to Laugh Again

Someone recently gave me Charles R. Swindoll’s book Laugh Again, which is based on Paul’s joyful letter to the Philippians. The complete title is Maybe It’s Time to Laugh Again. Experience Outrageous Joy. I’m gradually working my way through it again. I’m not sure how many times I’ve read it since it was published in 1992. 

Philippians is one of four or five places in Scripture that I regularly return to when I need to refocus my mind, renew my attitude, and refresh my spirit. Receiving the book has been a good reminder of the line in the title: Maybe it’s time to…laugh again. 

Maybe it is. Life gets serious. Then, some of us make it even more serious than it needs to be. 

Paul said it over and over, “Rejoice. Rejoice. Again, I say, rejoice.”  “Laugh again.” “Lighten up.” 

I occasionally end a challenging day of depressing news, sad messages from friends or family, and tough work situations by watching an episode of my favorite sitcom. It helps me laugh a little before going to bed.

There are certain cartoons I check out and share via texts or social media. 

A co-worker shared a good joke last week, and I shared it in three different settings before the end of the day. 

Yes, it is time to laugh again. Look for reasons to laugh. Then, laugh and enjoy the laugh. 

Tom

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March 25, 2024                                                Vol. 28 No. 12

Stay In Your Lane

I like it when people stay in their lane.

I recently had a medical procedure. When we entered the door, a lady behind the window asked me to sign and sit. A few minutes later, another lady behind the same window called my name, took my ID and medical information, placed a wristband on my left wrist, and asked me to sit. 

After a brief wait, another lady called my name and escorted me to the prep area. There, a nurse waiting for me hooked me up to some of the equipment, gave me instructions on getting ready, closed the curtain, and told me to say, “I’m ready,” when I was ready. I did that and said, “I’m ready.”

Another nurse who had been entering my information into the computer continued and asked many questions about my health history and medications. The first nurse brought Kim back to wait with me. As we were chatting, the doctor explained the procedures and reassured us that everything would go well. A short time later, the anesthesiologist came to ask a few questions and explain what I would be experiencing. 

A few minutes later, two other people came to take me to the surgery room. Kim and I kissed and said I love you and they rolled me to the operating room. There, I was greeted by a nurse who hooked me to the machines and gave me oxygen as the anesthesiologist quietly started the anesthesia meds. I drifted away in a peaceful sleep. 

When I woke up, a nurse (along with Kim) greeted me and helped me get ready to leave. Once I was awake and dressed, a young man was there to roll me out the door.

I like it when people stay in their lanes. 

No one fought to do a different job. The nurse in the operating room did not complain because she was not the doctor or the receptionist. The doctor did not fuss about his job or pout about working on Wednesday morning. The next day, I received an email asking about how I was doing and if I needed to speak with a nurse. 

I like it when people stay in their lane.

Not only do I like it when medical team members stay in their lanes, but I really like it when the members of the Body of Christ do the same. And it seems God likes it, too.

”For by the grace given me I say to every one of you: Do not think of yourself more highly than you ought, but rather think of yourself with sober judgment, in accordance with the faith God has distributed to each of you. For just as each of us has one body with many members, and these members do not all have the same function, so in Christ we, though many, form one body, and each member belongs to all the others. We have different gifts, according to the grace given to each of us. If your gift is prophesying, then prophesy in accordance with your faith; if it is serving, then serve; if it is teaching, then teach; if it is to encourage, then give encouragement; if it is giving, then give generously; if it is to lead, do it diligently; if it is to show mercy, do it cheerfully.“ (Romans 12:3-8 NIV)

Use the gifts God gave you. Serve in your area of giftedness. Find your lane and stay in it; you will enjoy it, and so will everyone else. 

Tom

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March 11, 2024                                                Vol. 28 No. 11

Where Do I Start?

Where do I start? 

Sometimes, when the piles of clutter in my study become more than I can tolerate or a closet is stuffed to overflow, I am prone to stare at the clutter and ask, where do I start?

Many of my articles start with those words. Thoughts, images, memories, ideas, and dreams fill my head, and I don’t know where to start. Then, I start.

Some of my days start with those words. Making to-do lists and setting schedules of things that need to be done and things that I hope to do can become overwhelming. Then, I start. 

Some of my journal entries start with those words. “Father, where do I start? Here’s what I’m grateful for. Here’s the people on my mind. Here’s my list of concerns. Here are my requests and my hopes for the day.” Then, I move through the day. 

When life gets too much, and I’m unsure what to do, I ask, where do I start? The message I hear from the Lord is, start here; start now. Take one step. 

Tom

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March 4, 2024                                                  Vol. 28 No. 10

The Plans Changed

The birthday plan was simple. Take the day off from work, sleep late, have coffee, have a quiet time, and catch up on email. Then, take a walk in the spring weather, catch up on writing projects, make a few phone calls, relax, maybe go to the driving range to hit some balls, and enjoy the day. 

He indeed enjoyed that day if the Lord laughs when we make plans. Almost nothing turned out as planned. Interruptions, malfunctions, and uncooperative people replaced the peaceful plans with frustration, anxiety, and anger. 

A late afternoon phone conversation, a pleasant dinner, many Happy Birthday notes, and a Celtic win improved the day’s mood. 

The pity party lingered for another day or so. There was whining, pouting, regret, and even some oh-poor-me-ism—such a crybaby.

The pouting stopped when I watched a news story showing masses of starving people scrambling to reach the food dropped from the sky.

It all changed while glancing out the window at a busy intersection to see a family asking for help, as the children surrounded their dad in a wheelchair, laughing and playing as if they didn’t have a care in the world. 

The whining stopped while watching a son lean over the bed of his deceased Dad, putting his hand on Dad’s head and telling him, “I love you” for the last time. 

The oh-poor-me-ism completely faded while sitting with a tearful wife weeping because she didn’t know how to tell the love of her life goodbye. 

Some days, even birthdays, don’t always go according to plan. This is no tragedy. Instead of whining and complaining, consider how blessed you are. Look for the joy in the day. Let God use you to bring joy to someone else.

Tom

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February 26, 2024                                               Vol. 28 No. 9

Use Me, Lord!

It’s a simple prayer that almost always gets answered. If you pray this simple prayer, make sure you mean it because the Lord will answer this prayer. Use me, Lord!

If you pray the prayer, keep your eyes and ears open for opportunities because they will be there. 

This prayer carries a similar sentiment. 

Lead me to some soul today
O teach me, Lord, just what to say
Friends of mine are lost in sin
And cannot find their way

Few there are who seem to care
And few there are who pray
Melt my heart and fill my life
Give me one soul today. ^[1]

If you pray these words, the Lord will send you a soul and teach you what to say. If you ask God to use you, He will. 

If you pray these prayers, you may see the homeless family at the intersection that you’ve ignored all the other times you’ve driven past them. You may notice the elderly lady sitting alone in church and ask if you can sit with her. 

If you pray these prayers, you may be surprised at how your attitude toward people and perspective changes. Don’t ignore the prompt to notice people; be available and willing to use your gifts and talents to do good. 

It’s a simple prayer. Pray it, then let Him use you. Then, say, “Thank You, Lord.”

Tom

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^[1] Contemporary Christian Music

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Vol. 28 No. 8 

2-19-24

So Do Not Fear

The day began with a prayer of gratitude and a request for words for an article.  

A Bible lesson from Jesus’ Sermon on the Mount offered assurance that the results of this year’s election are no cause for fear. 

A glance at the blue band on my right wrist that says: “No fear.”

An almost forgotten quote resurfaced, “What would you do differently today if you were not afraid.”

A post from social media with these words from Isaiah. 

So do not fear, for I am with you;
    do not be dismayed, for I am your God.
I will strengthen you and help you;
    I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.^[1]

The message is clear: God’s Kingdom is alive and well; fear will consume and paralyze you, so do not fear. 

Tom

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^[1] Isaiah 41:10

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Vol. 28 No. 7 

2-12-24

Waiting for the Number

When people enter the waiting area, they must put numbers into a computer to receive a ticket with a number on it. This is the number by which they will be called to a window with a number above it. Each ticket has a letter preceding the number. Each person holds on to their ticket and the documents they brought as if they contain life or death information. In some ways, I suppose it does. 

The room is full. All the chairs are taken. A few are standing. Rich people. Poor people. Anxious people. People who are in a hurry and do not want to wait. One who feels the need to express his frustration and loudly offers his opinion on improving the process. Some are content to sit and wait. 

All eyes are on the screen at the front of the room. On the left side of the screen is a row of numbers, each with one of the two letters preceding the number. Everyone was waiting for their number to be called. 

When a number is called, a sigh of relief replaces the anxiety on that person’s face. A round of applause would be appropriate, but that rarely happens. Everyone else waits for their number to be called. 

Life is sometimes like the waiting room. Some people live as if they are in a room waiting for their number to be called by a stranger sitting in a room on the other side of a glass window. They anxiously wait and wonder, “Is anyone back there?” “Is anyone working?” “Why is this taking so long?” Some give up and leave because the wait is too long. 

That’s not the way it is with God. us. The waiting is life. God doesn’t want to sit in a room waiting for a number to be called. He wants his followers to live and actively share His love and goodness. There is no need for anxiety and doubt. As a child of God, He will call your name. So relax and enjoy the wait. 

Tom

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Vol. 28 No. 5 

2-5-24

What He Prayed

The fact that Jesus took time to pray for His followers shortly before he went to the cross is humbling and astonishing. Now consider what he prayed.  

He prayed for His followers to have joy. (6-13)

He prayed for His followers to be protected from the evil one. (14-16)

He prayed for His followers to be made holy. (17-10

He prayed for His followers to know unity. (20-26)

But the first thing He prayed for was for His followers to know Him. 

Now this is eternal life: that they know you, the only true God, and Jesus Christ, whom you have sent. (John 17:3)

He wanted those who were and would become His followers to experience Him completely, not just know about Him. Not just memorize His words and stories so you can repeat them and sound like You know Him. 

Knowing someone is dramatically different from knowing about them. Jesus wants His followers to know Him so that we can help others know Him. 

He prayed for His followers to know Him. This is eternal life. Is there anything more important?

Tom

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Vol. 28 No. 5 – 1-29-24

He Prayed for Us

One of the most touching passages in the Bible is John chapter 17, which begins with these words: “After Jesus said this, he looked toward heaven and prayed:” Then, He began to pray for His followers, He began to pray for you and me. 

Pause a minute and take that thought in. Jesus Christ, not long before He went to the cross, took time to pray for you. 

Throughout my life, I have had the opportunity to pray for countless people. Some by request, some simply because I knew they were struggling. It was from a stage up front, sometimes in their home, sometimes from beside their bed in a hospital room or their home, and many times from the quiet of my study. I am always honored and humbled to pray for people. It’s not unusual for them to respond with gratitude and a reminder of how much it meant for me to pray for them. 

There have been many times when the roles change. I’ve asked for prayers from friends, family members, and strangers. Many have prayed for me without me requesting or knowing. It is always appreciated and humbling. Thank you when you have prayed for me, and I hope you will never stop. 

So, when I read that Jesus “looked toward heaven and prayed,” I realized that His prayer was partly for me. That is a lot to take in. It also reminds me that praying for others and knowing that others pray for me is no small matter. 

During my years of preaching in Brunswick, Georgia, Mrs. Mamie would remind me every time I visited her at home or in the hospital, she would take my hand as she walked out the door at the end of a sermon of this verse: “Therefore confess your sins to each other and pray for each other so that you may be healed. The prayer of a righteous person is powerful and effective. “(James 5:16) And usually she would add, “You keep praying for me.”

So, are you praying for others? Who are you praying for? Do they know you are praying for them? Are you asking others to pray for you? Jesus reminds us that it’s a good thing. 

Let’s keep praying for each other. 

Tom

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Vol. 28 No. 4 

1-22-24

Under Construction

Driving through our neighborhood and the surrounding community, you will see construction. Houses, apartments, businesses, schools, and a senior living center are being constructed. In the fifteen months since we moved into our neighborhood, we have seen the area change dramatically. You are seeing the same growth in your area. 

I look at the new streets, concrete slabs, and wooden frames and wonder what they will be. As the construction progresses, the buildings take shape, and it becomes clear. 

The same curiosity exists when I look at people.

A baby is born, and I wonder what she will be. She grows and matures and eventually takes her place in the adult world. 

When a young man graduates from high school, some are amazed, some are confident that he will do well. But no one knows for sure. 

You watch a young person receive her degree and walk off the stage into the world of professionals, hoping and praying that she will thrive. 

A couple stands before God, family, and friends, filled with dreams and plans. We don’t know what kind of marriage they will have or if they will survive. 

Before the first shovel of dirt is moved, we, as observers, try to imagine what the completed structure will look like, what it will be. Whether I know or can envision the finished product is not important. The builder knows.

Before a human being takes a breath, we try to imagine who and what they will be. The one who knows for sure what a building will look like and what it will be when it is completed in the builder. The Creator is the only One who knows what a person will be. That’s what is important. 

He knows who I am, where I am, who I will be, and where I will be. That’s good enough for me. 

“God, investigate my life;
    get all the facts firsthand.
I’m an open book to you;
    even from a distance, you know what I’m thinking.
You know when I leave and when I get back;
    I’m never out of your sight.
You know everything I’m going to say
    before I start the first sentence.
I look behind me and you’re there,
    then up ahead and you’re there, too—
    your reassuring presence, coming and going.
This is too much, too wonderful—
    I can’t take it all in! (Psalm 139:1-6)

Tom

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Vol. 28 No. 3 – 1-15-24

Agenda for Life

“Agenda for Life

1. Practice hiddenness. 
2. Do good. Expect nothing in return.
3. Love your enemies. Love all people. 
4. Focus on others. 
5. Sowing and reaping. Remember, it takes time.”

I wrote those words inside the small New International Version New Testament that I carried throughout college. They were also written inside every other Bible I’ve had since then. I’ve looked at them hundreds, maybe thousands of times. 

There were times when I lost passion for ministry and became confused about how I was supposed to live, and I would go back to those ideas and do a reset. 

I heard those words while listening to Landon Saunders when I was eighteen or nineteen. From that moment, Landon became the voice of wisdom, reason, and hope I longed to hear whenever I had the opportunity. As I watched the streaming of his memorial services from Dallas, the clips shared of him speaking and the stories shared about how he lived brought tears to my eyes and conviction to my heart. 

Thank you, Landon, for your impact on my life.

Tom

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1-8-24 – Vol. 28 No. 2 

Change

I recently discovered the song Change by Hootie and the Blowfish. This line sticks with me.

 “As I grow old, one thing stays the same 

Always waitin’ there to meet me is change.” ^[1]

Ain’t that the truth! Every day change waits for us. 

The weather changes. Everywhere I’ve lived people say, “If you don’t like the weather, wait a little while, and it will change.” And it does.

Styles change. Some of today’s styles remind me of styles I saw and wore in the 70s. I’m glad some of those styles from the 70s changed. I hope some of today’s styles change.

People change. Sometimes, we like the change (maybe we prayed for it); sometimes, we don’t. Like it or not, people change.  

Teams change. Teams make trades. Players get hurt. Players quit. Coaches get fired. Owners move teams. 

We have changes in the workplace. New employees come, and other employees leave. Some change roles within the company. 

Health changes. One message, one phone call, or one visit to the doctor can change our world forever.

Hootie expresses a familiar frustration in the song because changes greet us, but that is reality. Change waits for us every day. That is not going to change. 

With change being such a constant in our lives, we need something solid and durable, someone we can depend on and rely on. Thankfully, we have that. 

 ^“Do you see what we’ve got? An unshakable kingdom! And do you see how thankful we must be? Not only thankful, but brimming with worship, deeply reverent before God. For God is not an indifferent bystander. He’s actively cleaning house, torching all that needs to burn, and he won’t quit until it’s all cleansed. God himself is Fire!^[2]

“For Jesus doesn’t change—yesterday, today, tomorrow, he’s always totally himself.”^[3]

As you move through your day, change will greet you. Accept the changes. Embrace the changes. Change and grow with the changes. And hold on to the One who does not change. 

Tom

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^[1] (Songwriters: Lisa Jane Stansfield / Andy Morris / Ian Owen Devaney)

^[2] Hewbrews 12:28,29

^[3] Hebrews 13:8

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1-1-24 – Vol. 28 No. 1 

No More Leftovers

The day after Christmas, we had enough leftovers in our refrigerator to feed the eight people who had shared the meals again. As the week went on, we reheated, snacked, and made full meals out of the leftovers. We (at least I had reached the end) tossed most of the leftovers and kept a few that we thought would still be usable and enjoyed a pizza. 

As we begin a new year, I wonder if containers of spiritual, emotional, and mental leftovers are taking up space in my mind and heart. Maybe the same is true for you. 

What about that foil-covered dish of unforgiveness hidden away on that lower shelf? Maybe you pulled it out, dumped it, cleaned the container, and made space for love. Forgive the person who hurt them. 

Why are you keeping that plastic bowl of resentment? It’s only taking up needed space. Forgive the person(s) who hurt you. Has a church injured you? Put that pain and resentment in the garbage?

Is that a container of regrets hiding in that crisper drawer? Pull it out, say goodbye, and toss it. You cannot undo the past. Move on and commit to doing better. 

Is that a bottle of anger and hatred on that shelf in the door? Why would you want to take that junk into the new year? Pour that down the drain.

Before you stop cleaning, look at that plate of disappointment you are keeping covered and feed the garbage disposal with it. There is no need to hang on to it any longer. 

Aaah. Doesn’t that refrigerator, your heart, look better? Good job. 

Remember. “Therefore, there is now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus.”

Have a great New Year!

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 50                       December 25, 2023

God Loves the World

“This is how much God loved the world: He gave his Son, his one and only Son. And this is why: so that no one need be destroyed; by believing in him, anyone can have a whole and lasting life.” (John 3:16, The Message)

If God loved the world so much, maybe we can too. 

Let’s love one another. That’s how people will know we are His. 

Love your neighbor as yourself. 

My dear, dear friends, if God loved us like this, we certainly ought to love each other. No one has seen God, ever. But if we love one another, God dwells deeply within us, and his love becomes complete in us—perfect love! (1 John 4:11-12, The Message)

If God loved the world so much, maybe we can too. What a gift that would be!

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 48                       December 11, 2023

May We Have Peace

One of my wishes this Christmas is that we have peace. 

May we have peace.

May we have peace in our marriages.

May we have peace with your children.

May we have peace with all your family. 

May we have peace in our workplaces.

May we have peace in our churches. 

May we have peace in our neighborhoods.

May we have peace in our cities.

May we have peace in our nation.

May we have peace between nations. 

May we have peace in the world.

May we have peace in our hearts. 

We may have peace because the God of peace has come to the earth to give us peace.

May we have peace. 

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 47                       December 4, 2023

Hope Is Everywhere

Sadness and despair often demand our attention, but hope is everywhere. 

I was born and grew up in Hope, Arkansas. I graduated from Hope High School in 1970. I had a shiny silver stone on my desk with the word hope for many years. It broke, and I replaced it recently with a polished black hope stone. I work for Hope Hospice, where we strive to have and share the heart of hope. I see and hear the message of hope everywhere.

Hope is everywhere.

I see hope in the faces of the couple exchanging the vows of marriage.

 I hear hope in the voices of expectant parents and parents of newborns. 

I see hope in the faces of newborn Christians. 

I hear hope in messages of forgiveness and grace.

I see hope when a person makes a leap of faith into the unknown to improve their situation.

I hear hope in the voices of choirs singing of the newborn King. 

There is hope when we see soldiers reunited with their families.

There is hope when first responders are honored for their service.

There is hope when Christ lives in His followers. 

“To them God has chosen to make known among the Gentiles the glorious riches of this mystery, which is Christ in you, the hope of glory.” (Colossians 1:27)

Hope is everywhere. Look for it. Listen for it. 

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 46                       November 27, 2023

Thank You for Moments of Peace 

Thank You for moments of peace. 

We find moments of peace in the middle of the day when the noise goes soft, the movement stops, and we close our eyes and take a deep breath. 

We find moments of peace in a worship setting with like-minded people in total silence.

We find moments of peace when we hold a newborn baby in our arms.

We find moments of peace when a grandchild crawls up in our lap and falls asleep. 

We find moments of peace when the meal ends and sit around the table, sharing the joy with our family. 

We find moments of peace when we are alone, all devices or off except for the one playing our favorite music, and we allow our minds to drift wherever the music takes us. 

We find moments of peace in coffee shops when that song plays, and we stop what we are doing to listen to it to the very end and then play it again. 

We find moments of peace in the car or on a walk alone with our thoughts. 

We find moments of peace on the beach or in the mountains, in awe of His creation.

Thank You for moments of peace. We long for them, we enjoy them, we need them. 

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 45                       November 20, 2023

Thank You for My Family

Thank You for my family.

Thank You for the family I grew up with. The family I partly grew up with is my mother (who died when I was eleven), Dad (who died when I was nineteen), my two brothers, and my sister. I was the youngest. My maternal grandparents lived nearby. My aunt and uncle ran a grocery store about a quarter of a mile from our house. That was the immediate family. 

We were neither rich nor poor. We had enough to not be in need, but not so much that we were special or looked down on others. That was my family. I loved growing up with that family, and I loved them and still love them. Thank You for my family. 

Thank You for my extended family. Thank You for the aunts and uncles, cousins, nephews, nieces, neighbors, school friends, people who knew my parents, people from our church, and people in the community. These are the people who, in one way or another, contributed to me becoming an adult. They taught me, encouraged me, and loved me. Those still alive continue to teach, encourage, and love me. Thank You for my extended family. 

Thank You for my family in the faith. Everywhere I have lived, my family has expanded because of the churches where I served. Our family joined other families, and they became our family. They enriched our family, and we would not have survived some of life’s events without those families. We would not have the joy in life we have without those families. 

In this season of giving thanks, I thank You for giving me my family and being my family. 

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 44                    November 6, 2023

Thank You

Thank You for the cooler air, rain, and a few colorful trees. 

It was a long, hot, and dry summer. We wondered when, and sometimes, if it would ever change. The grass in the lawns and fields and pastures had turned completely brown. The tree leaves looked sad as they hung on for any little bit of sustenance they could get.

Then a front came through with thunderstorms and rain, and behind it, milder temperatures—relief at last. The grass came back to life. The leaves are smiling again. The earth 

Experiencing the change from summer to autumn reminds me of how spiritual life transitions from one phase to another and often cycles back around. 

The heart gets hard. The capacity to be sympathetic and empathetic gets low, and becoming apathetic is tempting. 

The soul grows weary. The soul grows weary when there’s too much sadness and disappointment. It gets harder to remember one’s purpose.  

The mind gets overwhelmed. Information comes from every direction twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week. Much is good. Much of it is terrible. With the influx comes the pressure to decide what one thinks. 

The strength gets diminished. Life gets hard, tiring, and draining. Sometimes, it results in the temptation to stop doing good. 

Like the earth, it takes refreshment to recover. It may be a vacation, a day off to relax, or an extended period of writing, walking, or extra sleep. It may include quiet time in the Word. What works, like the earth, we need to be refreshed and nourished. 

I find it helpful to remember that to the best of my ability, I love the Lord with all my heart, mind, soul, and strength, and He loves me more. That thought alone refreshes my soul. 

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 43                       October 30, 2023

Please Don’t Let It Become the Norm

I confess I’ve been angry this week. I’m angry because of the news of another mass shooting where eighteen people were going about their lives enjoying an evening with their friends and family when a man walked into the businesses and started shooting. I am angry because of the fear and terror that the act of violence created for the people of Maine and far beyond, including my own heart and home. 

I confess I’ve been angry by the wars and threats of war in the Middle East, the loss of life, and carnage. Add to those reasons for my anger the continuing war in Ukraine.

I further confess that much of my anger and sadness over these bigger-than-me events in our world is due to my inability to do anything about them. I can’t stop the shootings. I can’t stop the wars. I can’t stop the violence or take away the fear or the agony. 

I also confess these same events made me deeply sad when I listened to a father talk about losing his son and saw the death and destruction of the wars. Sadness is too slight of a word. 

So, my final confession is that I am concerned that we allow these kinds of things to become the norm. I would rather be angry and sad than become so calloused that I yawn and feel nothing. At least in this mental state, I regularly remind myself to do whatever I can to bring more kindness, gentleness, calmness, peace and love to my place in the world.

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 42                   October 23, 2023

When Life Seems Out of Control

When life seems out of control, and it does most of the time, what do you do? These are go-to words that help calm my soul and relieve my anxious spirit.

Let your gentleness be evident to all. The Lord is near. Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus. (Philippians 4:5-7)

These words remind me that the Lord is near, so be gentle. Be gentle with me. Be gentle with the people most dear to me. Be gentle with strangers. Be gentle with all.

These words remind me to give it all to God. Whatever is troubling you give it to the Lord. Pray about it all. Present it to God. Admit you cannot handle it and acknowledge that you trust Him to care for it. 

These words remind me that God’s peace is available. His peace is real. His peace does not make sense, but it is possible. Accept it. Enjoy it. 

If your world seems out of control, give that to the One who understands your concerns, and rest assured that He can handle them. 

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 41                   October 16, 2023

Observations

We are stressed and nervous. God can give us peace.

We see danger all around us. God is our safe place. 

We are fearful and uncertain times. God is our refuge. 

We are fretful and worried. God will provide.

We are surrounded by anger and hatred. God loves everyone.

We are restless and fatigued. God is our rest. 

We don’t know what tomorrow will bring. God does. 

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 40                   October 9, 2023

Help In Our Weakness

In the same way, the Spirit helps us in our weakness. We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us through wordless groans. And he who searches our hearts knows the mind of the Spirit, because the Spirit intercedes for God’s people in accordance with the will of God. (Romans 8:26-28)

Thank You, God, for sending Your Spirit who helps me in my weakness. Correction: in my weaknesses. There are many. Thank You for knowing my weaknesses and helping me when I don’t understand how to overcome my weaknesses. 

Thank You, God, for all the times when I don’t know how or what I should pray for, but You do. Somehow, You take my wordless groans, desires, hopes, whimpers, whines, and cries from my heart and turn them into something that makes sense to You. 

Thank You, God, for knowing what is in my heart and mind better than I do and for interceding. My thinking is not always in line with what You think and know is best, but You know me so well that You reinterpret what I say or try to say to Your will. And You know that although I don’t always act like it, Your will is what I want.

Thank You, God, for knowing, loving, and living in me. I cannot live without You. 

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 39                   October 2, 2023

Good and Helpful

“Let everything you say be good and helpful, so that your words will be an encouragement to those who hear them.” (Ephesians 4:29, NLT)

I have preached, taught, and written about those words more times than I can count, and I still choose to say things far from good or helpful. Sometimes, it happens when I’m watching sports. Sometimes, it happens when I’m in traffic. Sometimes, it happens when I’m tired and frustrated. Sometimes, it happens after a long and frustrating day. 

None of those situations allow me to ignore that God wants me to “let everything I say be good and helpful, so that my words will be an encouragement to those who hear them (or read them).” Maybe you have the same tendency. If so, I offer these suggestions. 

Pause and think before you speak. If I never see this person again, how will they remember me? Will my words encourage or discourage this person? Is what I am about to say worth hearing? 

Make sure that what you say is worth hearing. Does anyone need to listen to this? Is there any real value in what I am about to say? Will what I am about to write, speak, or repeat make a difference for good, or does it only feed my ego?

If your words are not good and helpful, and they are not worth hearing, don’t say them. “Don’t talk unless you can improve the silence.” Silence might be better. Speaking what is right and good is especially true when wanting to comfort someone who is hurting. 

Let’s work on our speech. Let’s strive to share only what is good and helpful so our words will encourage those who hear them. We may not change the whole world, but it surely will change the world for the people around us. 

Be good and helpful.

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 38                   September 25, 2023

I Wish I Had Words

I wish I had words that could take away the pain of a broken heart.

I wish I had words that could reduce a parent’s fear when they hand the car keys to their teenager for the first time. 

I wish I had words to assure the wife whose husband suffered a heart attack that he would be okay. 

I wish I had words to comfort the little boy who just learned that his parents are getting a divorce. 

I wish I had words that could settle the arguments and resolve the conflicts between the political factions within our government.

I wish I had words to calm the tension between husbands and wives and parents and children.

I wish I had words to convince people that we will be alright no matter how much confusion and unrest there is in the world. 

I wish I had words to encourage the discouraged, comfort the hurting, 

I wish I had words to the skeptic that God is real and loves us all. 

I wish I had words to relieve your guilt, accept His forgiveness, and restore your joy. 

I wish I had words to do all those things, but I don’t. So, I will remind you of Jesus’ words.

“I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.” (John 16:33)

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 37                   September 18, 2023

What To Do

“Trust in the Lord and do good; dwell in the land and enjoy safe pasture.” (Psalm 37:3)

These are simple instructions that I may not always follow, but at least I know what to do. 

When someone annoys me and gets on my nerves, I do good.

When I face a significant decision, I do good. 

When my family needs me, I do good. 

When my friends need me, I do good. 

When a stranger needs me, I do good. 

When co-workers need me, I do good.

When tempted to do something that’s not good, I do good.

When I want to get revenge, instead, I do good.

When I am unsure what to do, I do good. 

When it is the easy thing to do, I do good. 

When it’s not easy to do, I do good. 

When I am wondering what to do, I just do good. 

Ask the Lord to show you when, where, and how to do good. Then, go and do good. Then, enjoy your life. 

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Vol. 27 No. 36                   September 11, 2023

Where Were You

I cannot help but hear Alan Jackson singing, Where Were You (When the World Stopped Turning).

If you were alive and old enough to know what was happening, you probably remember exactly where you were on September 11, 2001. The fear, the shock, the horror, and the pure sadness of that day linger twenty-two years later. 

There are days that we will never forget. 

Two years ago yesterday, Norah breathed her last breath. We celebrated her life with family and friends by enjoying a walk, eating chicken nuggets, drinking milkshakes, sharing memories, and trying not to cry. 

You have those days as well. Not all are sad memories—the birth of our children. We remember graduations. We remember engagements and weddings. We watch our children walk into their school for the first time and walk out on their last day. 

Some days we will never forget. Some people we will never forget. 

Remember those days. Enjoy them if you can. Endure them if you must. Move on as best you can. Live each day to the fullest. 

“Teach us to number our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom.” (Psalm 90:12)

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 35                   September 4, 2023

Take a Minute

The room is tense. Emotions are running high. Everyone shouts their opinions. Tempers are hot. Suddenly, someone speaks above the noise, “Hey, let’s just take a minute.” 

The room goes silent and still. Everyone takes a few deep breaths. The meeting moves forward with respect and civility. 

Maybe you’ve been in a similar meeting or family discussion and appreciated someone who dared to speak up. “Let’s just take a minute.”

Maybe it wasn’t a meeting with others, but it happened in your mind. You wake up in the middle of the night with chaos in your mind. One voice reminds you of things you must do today, and another points out things you should have done yesterday. A third shouts about your financial situation, and others scream accusations and criticisms you can’t understand. Finally, a calming voice says, “Take a minute.”

You take a minute. Take some deep breaths. Calm your mind, your heart, and your soul. You fall back to sleep.

I suspect, in one form or another, those scenarios play out in all of us occasionally. Physically, mentally, emotionally, and spiritually. When it happens, take a minute. Take a breath or two. Take a walk. Calm your mind, your heart, and your soul.

Take a minute. Ask the Lord to take the craziness away.

Once, the disciples of Jesus were in a boat when a storm was about to overtake them. Somehow, Jesus was sleeping through it. So, they woke him up. He was calm and said, “Take a minute,” and said to the storm, “Quiet! Be still.” They were amazed. 

Today may be the perfect time for you to take a minute. Maybe you’ll be amazed. 

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 34                   August 28, 2023

The Needs of An Anxious Heart

Have you encountered any anxious hearts lately?

Walk into an emergency or hospital room where the doctor just said, “There is nothing more we can do.”

Sit across the table from a man who is confident he is about to be terminated from his job or into the face of the HR person who had delivered that message. 

Listen to someone with a relative in the path of a deadly storm, an out-of-control fire, or waiting for word on loved ones not yet accounted for after a storm or fire. 

Sit next to someone already afraid of flying when the turbulence increases, and the pilot says, “Please take your seat and buckle your seat belt.” 

Look into people’s faces in the Dollar General Store, high school football, or professional baseball games when they hear gunfire.

You may have seen anxious hearts as parents dropped off their children at school for the first time and of the teachers as those children marched into their classrooms. Or the faces of anyone in any location when they hear what sounds like a gunshot.

Anxious hearts are present when a mother and dad walk into the hospital, terrified of what the MRI may show.

If you pass an accident on the highway, the look on the faces of those involved will likely indicate an anxious heart. 

Anxious hearts are all around us. In our schools, in our workplaces, in restaurants, in our churches, and our homes. 

What do all these anxious hearts need? Solomon says they need a kind word. “An anxious heart weighs a man down, but a kind word cheers him up.” (Proverbs 12:25)

Here are some suggestions: “You are not alone.” “I’m with you.” “We are going to get through this together.” “It’s okay to cry.” “It’s natural, and it’s alright to be afraid.” “I’m here for you. Whatever you need.” “I will listen.” You don’t have to be a hero or fix anything; just be there. Sometimes, the kindest words you can say are no words at all. 

If you keep your eyes and ears open, you will see and hear anxious hearts all around you, and you can provide what they need: a kind word. And don’t ignore that the one with the anxious heart might be you. 

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 33                   August 21, 2023

In Season

“Please turn to page #13 in Heavenly Highway Hymns, and let’s sing.”

I shall not, I shall not be moved

Oh I, shall not, I shall not be moved
I shall not, I shall not be moved
Just like a tree planted by the water
I shall not be moved

“Now let’s read Psalm 1.”

1 Blessed is the one

who does not walk in step with the wicked

or stand in the way that sinners take

or sit in the company of mockers,

2 but whose delight is in the law of the Lord,

and who meditates on his law day and night.

3 That person is like a tree planted by streams of water,

which yields its fruit in season

and whose leaf does not wither—

whatever they do prospers.

4 Not so the wicked!

They are like chaff

that the wind blows away.

5 Therefore the wicked will not stand in the judgment,

nor sinners in the assembly of the righteous.

6 For the Lord watches over the way of the righteous,

but the way of the wicked leads to destruction.

Psalm 1 (GNV)

Verse 3 in the Good News Version reads They are like trees that grow beside a stream, that bear fruit at the right time.

In all my years of reading the Psalms (obviously always starting with Psalm 1), my eyes and mind focused on this line “They are like a tree planted by streams of water.” Assuming the message God wanted me to get is to be firm, steadfast, solid, and unmovable, I have put my trust in God and tried to follow him. I know this is part of the message. 

This time I saw a different message. Maybe my new insight is because of the heat and dryness in Texas. Perhaps because the grass struggles to stay green (or has already given up and turned brown), the leaves hang limp on their branches, and air conditioners work overtime. Maybe it is because of the heartbreaking scenes of loss and destruction in Lahaina, Maui. Or perhaps it is simply because of where I am in life that enabled me to see something new.   

This time the phrase that emerged from the text is that the trees planted by the waters will “bear fruit at the right time.”

I get impatient with the weather. I’m ready for rain. I will be glad when the grass begins to look healthy again. I will welcome a cool breeze. And I will be delighted when the leaves on the trees are healthy and green. I know in due time, that will happen. I understand that even when the grass is brown, it does not mean it’s dead. It’s just the nature of grass to lay dormant. Something is going on that I cannot see. It will come back. And it does. I remember the first year we lived in Texas, mowing thick green grass on Christmas Eve. (I didn’t particularly appreciate that.)

I get impatient with my life. Sometimes, I get bogged down thinking I should have accomplished more with my life. I should be doing more with my life. I should be seeing more results in my life. What kind of results? I am not sure. 

So, I find comfort when I realize that the trees represent us, and I read they will bear fruit at the right time. I slow down, feel less restless, and remember that I do not and cannot always recognize or understand how the Lord works around us, within us, and through us. 

He reminds us that we will bear fruit at the right time. 

But I will bless the person

who puts his trust in me.

8 He is like a tree growing near a stream

and sending out roots to the water.

It is not afraid when hot weather comes,

because its leaves stay green;

it has no worries when there is no rain;

it keeps on bearing fruit. (Jeremiah 17:7-8)

He reminds us that whether we know it or not, we keep on bearing fruit.

Thank You, Lord. 

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 32                   August 14, 2023

Leader or Boss

“A leader makes people feel safe. A boss makes people anxious.”

We can assume that the person who penned those words was either an observer or a victim of leadership failure. 

We hear disheartening stories of bosses who make people not only anxious but miserable. We can find abusive bosses in business offices and financial institutions, and they seem to thrive in our political system. Some may call them teachers, coaches, team leaders, parents, or spouses. It is not as surprising to find anxious people due to difficult bosses in those arenas. 

However, it is deeply disappointing when the stories emerge from churches, especially when you consider the one who showed us how to lead. 

Therefore if you have any encouragement from being united with Christ, if any comfort from his love, if any common sharing in the Spirit, if any tenderness and compassion, then make my joy complete by being like-minded, having the same love, being one in spirit and of one mind. Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit. Rather, in humility value others above yourselves,not looking to your own interests but each of you to the interests of the others.

In your relationships with one another, have the same mindset as Christ Jesus:

Who, being in very nature^[a] God,
    did not consider equality with God something to be used to his own advantage;
rather, he made himself nothing
    by taking the very nature of a servant,
    being made in human likeness.
And being found in appearance as a man,
    he humbled himself
    by becoming obedient to death—
        even death on a cross! (Philippians 2:1-8)

Surely we can do better. 

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 30                   For the week of August 7, 2023

When I Feel Stuck

In one of His teaching stories, Jesus said, “Still others, like seed sown among thorns, hear the word; but the worries of this life, the deceitfulness of wealth and the desires for other things come in and choke the word, making it unfruitful.” (Mark 4:18-19) I realize that not only does the word become unfruitful, but so do I. I lose focus. I lose direction. I lose sight of what’s essential. 

I begin my day wondering what I am supposed to be doing today. I end my day wondering if I accomplished anything today. I have difficulty focusing on what I read, which diminishes my desire to read. I lack motivation. My energy level is low. 

Often when I find myself in this state of mind, I return to a few key passages of scripture that help me refocus and reengage. 

“He has shown you, O mortal, what is good. And what does the Lord require of you? To act justly and to love mercy and to walk humbly with your God.” (Micah 6:8)

“Be still and know that I am God.” (Psalm 46:10)

“…make it your ambition to lead a quiet life: You should mind your own business and work with your hands, just as we told you, so that your daily life may win the respect of outsiders and so that you will not be dependent on anybody.” (1 Thessalonians 4:11-12)

“Let your gentleness be evident to all. The Lord is near.” (Philippians 4:5)

So, today I’m trying to be still, focus on what I can do, the things I can change, do what good I can, and let that be enough. 

Would that be helpful for you? 

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 30                                     For the week of July 31, 2023

I Am With You

When you wake in the morning, I am with you. 

When you eat your breakfast, I am with you.

When you get ready for work, I am with you.

When you go to work or school, I am with you.

When you go through your daily activities, I am with you.

When you interact with your family and friends, I am with you.

When you take a walk, I am with you.

When you nap by the ocean, I am with you.

When you are on top of the mountain, I am with you.

When you are on top of the world, I am with you.

When the bottom falls out of your world, I am with you.

When your heart is full of joy, I am with you.

When your heart is breaking, I am with you.

When you are in a crowd, I am with you.

When you are alone, I am with you.

I am with you wherever you go, whatever you do, whatever is happening.

I hope you hear me, I hope you believe me, and I hope you always know that I am with you. 

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 29                                     For the week of July 24, 2023

A Sparrow and A Grasshopper

As I approached my car in the parking lot, I noticed a sparrow diving over the top of the car and down the side back and forth. I asked, “Little bird, what are you doing on this hot afternoon.” I noticed a hefty grasshopper on the roof’s edge just above the passenger door when I got nearer. This yellow and green grasshopper looked very tasty to the little bird; however, he (or she) was almost 3 inches long. Not much smaller than the sparrow. “Little sparrow,” I said, “You sure are brave!” 

The sparrow felt very confident in its hunting ability, and I imagined it saying to itself, “Wow! Wait until the other birds see what I’m bringing for lunch.” The scenario continued until I started the engine and pulled away. 

As I exited the parking lot, I wondered if the sparrow had heard someone quote Matthew 6:26, “Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them.” And thought, “Lord, you’ve outdone Yourself today!” And if the grasshopper had heard the same thing and thought, “I’m not worried.” 

Then, I thought about the car I drive, the food I eat, the water I drink, the salary I receive, the house where I live, the medical care I receive, and the community of family and friends who love me. I thanked Him. 

I realized that, like the sparrow, sometimes I bite off (or try to) more than I can chew. The Lord gives me the confidence to try. Like the grasshopper, sometimes I am confronted with danger (often, I’m not even aware of it), but the Lord protects me and keeps me from harm. 

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 28                                     For the week of July 17, 2023

That’s Enough for Today

Some days I look at all the tasks I have added to my schedule with confidence that I will accomplish everything. Then, I look at my week, and all the days with all the tasks, and with self-assurance, I take a deep breath, knowing I get it all done. 

At the end of the day, I look at the list of tasks left undone, and disappointment fills my worn-out mind. In that quiet moment, I hear Jesus say, “That’s enough for today.”

As the days become a week and that nightly ritual repeats, I reflect on what I did and did not accomplish. I hear I again hear Jesus say, “That’s enough for this week.” 

As you begin another week of activity, make your schedule, and list the duties for the day. Be confident that you will complete most of them. But if you review and discover you did not meet some obligations, be kind to yourself and listen for Jesus to say, “That’s good enough for today.” 

“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.” (Matthew 11:28-30)

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 27                                     For the week of July 10, 2023

Where Is the Sting?

For the perishable must clothe itself with the imperishable, and the mortal with immortality. ⁵⁴ When the perishable has been clothed with the imperishable, and the mortal with immortality, then the saying that is written will come true: “Death has been swallowed up in victory.” 

⁵⁵ “Where, O death, is your victory?
    Where, O death, is your sting?” 

⁵⁶ The sting of death is sin, and the power of sin is the law. ⁵⁷ But thanks be to God! He gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.

⁵⁸ Therefore, my dear brothers and sisters, stand firm. Let nothing move you. Always give yourselves fully to the work of the Lord, because you know that your labor in the Lord is not in vain. (1Corinthians 15:53-58)

I have read this passage to provide comfort and consolation to many people, including myself, facing the victory and sting of death as a reminder that when this life ends, it really isn’t the end. I know it is true. I know that through Jesus, there is victory. Yet sometimes, I think death has won the victory, and I feel the sting of death. 

I feel that death has won the victory when death keeps taking people I love. I feel that death has won the victory when there seems to be no end to death. I think death has won the victory when there is another cancer diagnosis or one has lost the ability to remember, speak, comprehend, or recognize the face of a loved one. 

I feel the sting of death every time I see the tears of a daughter as she says goodbye to her mother and a mother who says goodbye to her daughter. I feel the sting of death when I hear a grown man describe his father as “He was the best man I’ve ever known.” The sting of death is in the tears of a spouse as she says, “I miss him so much.” 

Sometimes, death appears victorious, and the sting feels natural, “But thanks be to God! He gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.”

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 26                                     For the week of July 3, 2023

Let’s Celebrate!

If we focus too much on what is happening and the events in the world that we can see and hear that frustrate, discourage, and disappoint us, we may miss the good things happening around us. I understand that it is not and will not be easy. It takes being intentional in our thinking and determined in our reflections. I am writing to myself as much as anyone. 

If we focus too much on the sadness and disappointment of life, we may miss the joy and happiness that God places all around us.

If we give too much attention to the unrest and disturbances around us, we may overlook the times of rest and peace God gives us. 

If we allow our brokenness and failures to overwhelm us, we may lose sight of the goodness that God has placed within us.

If we see only the death and loss that is all around us, we may miss the life of abundance that God has given us. 

If we only see the negative and all that is wrong, we may miss the opportunities to celebrate. 

Let’s celebrate!

Shout for joy to the Lord, all the earth.
Worship the Lord with gladness;
    come before him with joyful songs.
Know that the Lord is God.
    It is he who made us, and we are his;
    we are his people, the sheep of his pasture.

Enter his gates with thanksgiving
    and his courts with praise;
    give thanks to him and praise his name.

For the Lord is good and his love endures forever;
    his faithfulness continues through all generations. (Psalm 100)

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 25                              For the week of June 26, 2023

Bringing Kindness to Our Relationships

We are hearing and reading a lot about kindness. The loss of kindness. The need for kindness. The value of kindness. And the desire to return to a time when kindness was every day. If we are to see a revival of a kinder world, it will begin with you, and I treat our family, friends, work associates, and strangers with kindness. 

I offer these as simple suggestions for bringing more kindness into our relationships.  

Listen. Listen first. Listen intently. Listen often. Listen without distractions. 

Call when you say you will. Visit when you say you will. Show up when you say you will. If you are running late, let your friends know. Be there when you need to. 

Do what you say you will. Be dependable. 

Say what you need to say, then stop.

Jesus said, “All you need to say is simply ‘Yes’ or ‘No’; anything beyond this comes from the evil one.” (Matthew 5:37)

I think these actions of kindness will improve our relationships and make our part of the world a better place. However, we won’t know until we try. 

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 24                                     For the week of June 11, 2023

No More Goodbyes

I long for the day when I don’t have to say goodbye. 

I try to live and stay in the present, but the moments always end. I love my friends and family so much that it hurts when I am away from them, and I do my best to enjoy every moment I have with them. But time with them is never enough. 

I read Revelation 21:4 and try to imagine what it will be like when “He will wipe every tear from their (our) eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.” 

I try to imagine it but can only long for a day when I won’t have to say goodbye to my children, grandchildren, extended family, and friends. I can only long for the day when I don’t hear that another friend has died, attend another funeral, or hug someone, not knowing when or if I’ll ever see them again. 

I long for the day when there will be no more goodbyes. I don’t know what that will be like because goodbyes always come. Time with the people I love always comes to an end. Time together with family is never long enough. 

Father, forgive me for being discontent with the times you allowed me to be with my family and friends. I know You have them in Your loving arms and that You are with them when I am not. Thank you for putting them in my life, for the time I have had with them, and for the times I will have with them in this life and the next. I am grateful, but I still long for the day when I don’t have to say goodbye. 

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 23                                                       June 5, 2023

No Phone

While on vacation this week, my phone stopped working. It froze, and I could not get into it to do anything. I found someone to repair it, but in the meantime, I am on an island with no way to capture the scenic images around me. I have other tools that enable me to communicate with people when needed, but it’s not the same. However, I see some benefits. 

Not having a camera forces me to stay in the moment. Instead of trying to capture the moment of the moon reflecting off the ocean, I could watch it in real time. Instead of being concerned about saving the moment for the future, I simply enjoyed the moment. 

Instead of being concerned about catching the smile on one of my granddaughter’s faces, I simply enjoyed being close enough to see the smiles. 

Being camera-less allows me to focus on the ocean breeze, the waves crashing to the shore, and the sun setting over the mountains behind me. Instead of trying to preserve the moment, I enjoy the moment. 

Not having my phone in my pocket keeps me focused on the people right in front of me instead of our conversation being interrupted or diverted by the vibration or the ding from my phone. 

Don’t misunderstand; I am not anti-device. On the contrary, I appreciate the devices that make it possible to push a button and send a message, call a friend on the other side of the world, or press another button and share these Notes. The technological tools we have at our disposal are greatly appreciated, but the people I love and the world God has created are more important. 

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 22                                                       May 30, 2023

We’re Still Doing Life Together

We did life together. We are still doing life together. 

Through the years, we shared meals, celebrated, grieved, laughed, and cried together. We passed through the seasons of life together. 

We shared graduations, weddings, births, and deaths. We shed tears of joy and tears of sorrow. We laugh together. We stay in touch from a long distance. We listen intently for details as we learn of an illness or an upcoming medical procedure. We sigh as we embrace one another, not knowing when or if we will see one another again. 

We hear a song that reminds us of when we were together. We see a cartoon or hear a joke that recalls the times we laughed together. We enjoy a meal that reminds us of when we sat across the table from friends. We smile as we read a text saying, “We love you.” 

We greet each other with hugs, handshakes, and fist pumps. We smile and nod as we glance across the room and speak without words. We sit silently and grieve with one another when we have no words to express our sorrow. Then, we stand and applaud as we share the accomplishments of our children and grandchildren. 

We cannot always be together and don’t stay in touch as much as we promised, but we try. We don’t always remember birthdays, anniversaries, or family celebrations, but we try. We can’t always answer the phone when they call, make it to significant events when they happen, or show up like we wish we could, but we try. 

I am grateful that we are still doing life together through life’s highs and lows, victories and defeats. 

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 20 

May 15, 2023

The World Didn’t Stop

I admit that sometimes I take myself and what I do too seriously. I remind myself of this verse often. “Do not think of yourself more highly than you ought, but rather think of yourself with sober judgment, in accordance with the faith God has distributed to each of you.” (Romans 12:3)

Here is an example. Through the years of writing A Norvell Note, I have taken getting an article written and posted on time every week. However, there have been times due to sickness, fatigue, or travel when that did not happen. Unfortunately, that’s what happened this week, so I’m two days late posting this week’s Note.

Guess what? The world did not stop spinning. The sun came up on both days. Most of the world did not notice, nor did it matter. But it matters to me. It is important to me. 

Yes, there are times that I think of myself and what I do as more highly than I ought. So I’m working on that. But when I say I’ll do something, I want to do it right, or at least to the best of my ability. 

There’s another verse that I often repeat to myself. “Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for human masters.” (Colossians 3:23)

I didn’t expect the world to stop turning or even one person to notice I was late posting an article. I don’t think of myself or what I do that highly. 

However, I am grateful I have something I enjoy and consider important enough to “work at it with all my heart, as working for the Lord.” I hope you do, too, because it changes how you live when you realize you are working for the Lord.

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 19 

May 8, 2023

On the Edge of the Inside

Do you ever wonder about your place in the world? Where do you belong? What is your mission? Is there something more than your job or career? I’ve spent much of my life asking those questions. I spent most of my adult years serving in church leadership in one form or another, but that is no longer my role. So instead, I’m learning to be a good church member. 

In my workplace, I am part of the team. I’m far from the head of the company and try to do my best to play my role among the many other team players. Some passages in the New Testament highlight the various parts of the Body of Christ, remind us that we can’t all be the “head,” and emphasize how vital all body parts are. The eyes have their place, the feet do their thing, and the hands have their special place. (Romans 12; 1 Corinthians 12) I’m learning to be a good team player.

I’ve come to appreciate this sentence from Romans 12: “Do not think of yourself more highly than you ought, but rather think of yourself with sober judgment, in accordance with the faith God has distributed to each of you.”

I also love these words by St. Frances as shared by Richard Rohr in Alternative Orthodoxy, At Home in the World, Friday, June 2, 2017. “Francis wanted us to live a life on the edge of the inside—not at the center or the top, but not outside throwing rocks either. This unique position offers structural freedom and hopefully spiritual freedom, too.”

“Live a life on the edge of the inside—not at the center or the top, but not outside throwing rocks either.” 

I’m doing my best to live and enjoy my life on the edge of the inside. It’s an excellent place to live. 

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 18 

May 1, 2023

Family

After attending a reunion of my mother’s side of the family, I am grateful to be a descendant of Floyd and Agnes Mangum. I understand that all families do not enjoy the level of love and joy that ours has and does, but I cannot pass this opportunity to express my deep gratitude for how God has given me “more than we could “ever ask or imagine.”

We all have had our share of heartbreak, sadness, and disappointment, but the heritage of faith our grandparents lived and passed down to their children continues to live in their grandchildren, great-grandchildren, and hopefully future generations. This foundation has sustained us through deaths, grief, marital successes and failures, spiritual struggles, and the highs and lows of living in this troubled world. 

What is this solid foundation? As one cousin reminded us this past weekend, it is Jesus Christ. I don’t think there are any two of Floyd and Agnes’ successors who practice our faith in Jesus Christ the same way. Some are similar, and some are vastly different. But one common thing to all is the desire to live as much like Jesus as possible. 

And when we come together as we did this past weekend, we embrace, enjoy, and celebrate that it is only by the great mercies of God that we are allowed to experience such a wonderful heritage of love. I love our family, and I pray that I can live my life so that my children, their children, and their children will see the same Jesus and do their best to live as much like Him as possible. 

I also pray that if you have not experienced family life like l have, someday, God will open a door for you to find it. Maybe God is waiting for you to begin the heritage of faith and love that will last for generations. 

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 17 

April 24, 2023

Three More Words on Grief

Grief takes time. 

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 15 

April 10, 2023

A Little More on Grief

We will all experience grief at some point. We cannot escape life without it. However, there are unhealthy and healthy ways to deal with grief. 

Unhealthy Ways of Processing Grief

Deny it. 

Do nothing. 

Self-medicate.

Isolate yourself.

Fear it.

Healthy Ways of Processing Grief

Acknowledge it. 

Embrace it. 

Face it. 

Talk about it. 

Seek professional help.

Journaling. 

Exercise.

When you experience a loss, and you will, whether you acknowledge it or not, grief needs to be processed. I encourage you to choose healthy ways to process your grief. Even if you choose healthy ways to process your grief, it is hard, so please choose the more beneficial methods. Then, you can get through it. 

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 15 

April 10, 2023

Grief

Sometimes you see it coming; sometimes, it comes out of nowhere. Sometimes you know what’s happening; sometimes, you have no idea what’s happening. What is it? Grief.

Grief comes in many forms and for many reasons. We commonly associate grief with the death of a loved one, but there are many other causes. 

Grief may surface after losing a job, a pet, loss of health, or a dream. Likewise, grief may appear after a failed relationship, an auto accident, or one of many other losses. 

Grief may show up as sadness, moodiness, anger, depression, crying, or feeling blue. A person may feel grief when you hear a particular song, eat at a favorite restaurant, or smell a familiar fragrance. 

Why am I writing about grief? Because grief is real and painful and must be allowed to do its work, or you may experience serious health problems. If you are experiencing grief, saying, “I’m fine,” is not the solution. Help is available. You don’t have to go through the agony of your loss alone.  

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 14 

April 3, 2023

The Anger and the Pain

“In your anger do not sin: Do not let the sun go down while you are still angry, …Get rid of all bitterness, rage and anger, brawling and slander, along with every form of malice. Be kind and compassionate to one another, forgiving each other, just as in Christ God forgave you. Ephesians 4:26, 31, 32 (NIV)

My dear brothers and sisters, take note of this: Everyone should be quick to listen, slow to speak and slow to become angry, because human anger does not produce the righteousness that God desires. James 1:19, 20 (NIV)

I wish reading these words would be enough to stop the anger and violence in our world.  

I wish the words “be kind and compassionate to one another” would be powerful enough to change the hearts and minds of the people who are so angry before they go into elementary schools and start shooting. 

I wish we could learn to be “quick to listen, slow to speak, and slow to become angry.”

I wish I could erase the images of parents rushing to Covenant School in Nashville clutching their children. I want to remove the feelings of helplessness. I wish I could stop being sad. And I wish there was something I could do to make things better. I want my wishes to change something. 

I know that I cannot change people, I cannot change hearts, and I cannot make the rage and anger disappear. I also cannot take away the pain and suffering of the victims of rage and anger. I cannot make the anger go away. 

So, I pray.

Lord, make me an instrument of your peace,


Where there is hatred, let me sow love;


Where there is injury, pardon;


Where there is doubt, faith;


Where there is despair, hope;


Where there is darkness, light;


Where there is sadness, joy;

O Divine Master,
Grant that I may not so much seek
To be consoled as to console;
To be understood as to understand;
To be loved as to love.

For it is in giving that we receive;
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned;
And it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.

Amen (The Prayer of St. Francis)

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 13 – March 27, 2023

Last Week

Junie’s scan results: ALL CLEAR!

Thank you for your thoughts and prayers. 

Also, last week a very dear lady from our workplace lost her battle with cancer but won her freedom over pain and discomfort and moved on to her reward of peace and eternal rest. 

We celebrate. 

We grieve. 

We hold on. 

We let go. 

We love. 

We move forward.

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 12 – March 20, 2023

Anxious Times

Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus. (Philippians 4:6-7, NIV)

It makes me anxious to read this passage. It makes me even more anxious to think of how many times I have written about and talked about this passage. It makes me even more nervous than that to think about how many times I have reminded someone that the Apostle Paul, guided by the Holy Spirit, said, “Do not be anxious about anything.” And yet, here I am writing about not being anxious again.

Why? Because we live in anxious times. 

Relationships create anxiety. If you have children, you will have times of intense stress about their welfare. If your parents are aging, there are times when you are anxious. You have anxiety if you are married, planning to get married, or once married. Finally, you will have tense times if you date or commit to a single life. 

Engaging in the world creates anxiety. You stand a good chance of getting anxious by watching the news (local, national, international). You’ll have some stress if you watch sports. If you drive an automobile, there is a real possibility of a few anxious moments in your week. 

Anxiety is real. The examples I’ve shared above are the natural consequences of living in an anxiety-filled world. But there are others: sick children, family problems, addiction, accidents, poor decisions, chronic pain, church dysfunction, loneliness, and financial difficulties.

I believe the Holy Spirit guided Paul to write those words because He knew we would live in a world as we do and wants us to know that when anxiety hits, we have a healthy and effective way to deal with it. We have the response. “In every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.”

The promise is not that anxious times will disappear but that God’s peace will protect you as you go through them. 

Go in peace.

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 11 – March 13, 2023

A Little Less Like Me

Last week I wrote, “Just Be You.” This week I was introduced to the song “More Like Jesus Less Like Me.” (More Like Jesus Less Like Me). I’ve listened to it multiple times. Here’s the chorus. 

Lord, help me be
(One, two, three)

… A little more like mercy, a little more like grace
A little more like kindness, goodness, love, and faith
A little more like patience, a little more like peace
A little more like Jesus, oh, a little less like me

… A little more of living everything I preach
A little more like Jesus, a little less like me
Oh, a little less like me.

The song is a good reminder of how important it is to take who we are and allow Jesus’ nature to be revealed in and through us. 

When we do that, we show mercy and grace to those who need it most but feel most unworthy.

Our kindness, goodness, love, and faith become the heritage we leave behind. 

Patience and peace become achievable goals.

And living what I preach is the most natural thing I can do. 

Let’s be a little more like Jesus.

Tom

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March 6, 2023 – Vol. 27 No. 10

Be You 

You have one life to live. So, why not live like God wants you to live? He created you with specific gifts, qualities, talents, and a unique personality. When He created you, He intended you to be you. So, be you.
Not everyone will like you but be you. 
Not everyone will appreciate you but be you. 
Not everyone will understand you but be you. 
Not everyone will want to be around you but be you.
Not everyone will think you’re cool but be you. 
Not everyone will respect you but be you. 
Not everyone will want your opinion but be you. 
Not everyone will want to be your friend but be you. 
Not everyone will agree with you but be you. 
Not everyone will say you are pretty or handsome but be you.
Not everyone needs to know your political views. That’s okay. Be you.
Not everyone wants or needs to hear you talk. That’s okay. Be quiet when you need to. Be you. 
God created you to be you so be you. Unless you’re a jerk, then be someone else.

Tom Norvell

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February 27, 2023 – Vol. 27 No. 09

Not Too Seriously

According to the Enneagram, my personality type is an improver (some call it perfectionist). As an improver, I believe there is a right way to do things and a wrong way. Since I discovered this about myself, I have tried to be aware of these tendencies, and I think I have improved on trying to make everyone do things my way instead of the wrong way. 

However, there’s much work when it comes to me. I am very aware of my mistakes and failures. And daily, I ask what I can do to live better, be better, treat people better, and be a better follower of Jesus. Admittedly it can be wearisome, but I am learning that it is okay for others to see and do things differently. 

One practice that is helping me is reading this passage often. I’m sharing it here from TheMessage because of the simple and plain language and because it reminds me that although I can continually improve on how I practice it, I really cannot improve on what God wants me to do. So when I read it, God says, “Tom, relax. You know what to do. Just do it.” 

But he’s already made it plain how to live, what to do,
    what God is looking for in men and women.
It’s quite simple: Do what is fair and just to your neighbor,
    be compassionate and loyal in your love,
And don’t take yourself too seriously—
    take God seriously. (Micah 6:8, The Message)

After reading it multiple times, I always sense Him pausing before the last two lines and saying, “Tom, don’t take yourself too seriously—take Me seriously. Yes, life is serious, but you’ve got this.”

Maybe you need to read those words too. Perhaps you take yourself too seriously and think it is your responsibility to keep the world spinning. Or perhaps you don’t take yourself or God seriously enough. Maybe you should hear the Lord say, “Don’t take yourself too seriously—take Me seriously. Be fair and just with your neighbor be compassionate and loyal in your love. You’ve got this.”

Tom

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February 20, 2023 – Vol. 27 No. 08

Just Be Kind

We talk a lot about kindness. We chose kindness as their word for the year, printed it on shirts and hats, plastered it on our car’s bumper, and tattooed it on their body. Galatians 5 lists kindness as one of the fruits of the Spirit. We think about kindness and talk about it, but is it part of who we are? Here are a few situations where I need to be kind or wish others would be kind. 

When you tell someone, you will call them, call them. It’s the kind thing to do. However, be thoughtful when someone tells you they will contact you and they don’t. 

Show up when you say you will meet with someone, be there. It’s the kind thing to do. If you can’t make it, let the person know. Likewise, be kind when someone tells you they will meet you at a specific time but miss the appointment. 

Do what you say you will do. Keep your promise. Keeping your commitment is a kind thing to do. If you can’t keep your promise, let the person know and apologize. Be kind when someone fails to keep a promise they made to you. Remember the times you have been unable to keep a promise. 

Listen first. If someone is talking, listen first. If you walk into a room in the middle of a conversation, listen before you speak. You may not know what the people are talking about, and they may not want or need your input. It is a kind and wise thing to do. It may keep you from appearing or sounding silly. When someone is talking, listen. Don’t interrupt. It is a kind thing to do. When you interrupt someone, apologize. Let them talk. It’s a kind thing to do. 

Acknowledge people. When you are on the phone and someone needs your attention, you don’t have to stop your conversation but acknowledge them. Let them know you will be with them as soon as you can. When you need to speak to someone, but they are on the phone, wait patiently (another of the fruits of the Spirit), and don’t interrupt the person. Be kind if you feel ignored (visualize being in a restaurant). Leave if you need to, but don’t make a scene. Just be kind. 

Kindness costs us nothing and requires little other than getting past our ego and pride. Yet, we all need kindness and compassion. If you are a follower of Jesus, it is not optional. 

Just be kind.

Tom

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February 13, 2023 – Vol. 27 No. 06

Hard Times and Small Potatoes

Therefore we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day.  For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, since what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal. (2 Corinthians 4:16-18, New International Version)

I was reminded of these words by a man wasting away and his physical world falling apart. I read more.

So we’re not giving up. How could we! Even though on the outside it often looks like things are falling apart on us, on the inside, where God is making new life, not a day goes by without his unfolding grace. These hard times are small potatoes compared to the coming good times, the lavish celebration prepared for us. There’s far more here than meets the eye. The things we see now are here today, gone tomorrow. But the things we can’t see now will last forever. (2 Corinthians 4:17-18, The Message)

I believe these words, I have taught these words, and I have preached these words. I have written about these words and shared them with many of you. However, sometimes I find it challenging to live as if troubles are “light and momentary” and the “hard times are small potatoes.” 

Hard times do not seem like small potatoes when I talk with a husband who watches his wife slowly wasting away, and she feels like his world is falling apart. 

Troubles do not feel light or momentary to the couple trying to keep their marriage together when they feel like their world is falling apart.

It’s hard to convince the young lady that being single and pregnant is all small potatoes. It’s equally difficult to convince her parents. 

Light and momentary troubles do not seem to fit a friend who has lived a long, good life but now wonders if his life has any real meaning. 

The daughter caring for her aged mother is not likely to say, “Ah, this is small potatoes.” 

If you listen to parents in NICU, you are not likely to hear parents saying, “No worries. These are light and momentary troubles.”

Hard times and troubles come to all of us. There are times when we can focus on the things above, realize that our crisis is temporary, and live confidently that better days are ahead. But, unfortunately, there are other times when it is not so easy. Either way, we hang on and do not lose heart. We do not give up. 

Here are two suggestions for helping people get through hard times. 

First, remember that the person going through difficult times may be unable to view them as small potatoes. Listen to them. Do not tell them to get over it, it’s no big deal, or it could be worse.  

Second, when you’re going through troubles, be kind to yourself and give yourself some grace. There is a reason they are called hard times. Keep your eyes on Jesus. Then, listen to this song and watch this video by Matthew West. It may help you keep going one more day. Wonderful Life

Tom

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February 6, 2023 – Vol. 27 No. 06

What Happened Last Week?

Junie came home!

Thank you for your prayers, thoughts, notes, and all other expressions of love for Junie and our family. 

Tom

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January 30, 2023 – Vol. 27 No. 05

Beyond My Understanding

It makes no sense to me why people in the west and northwest have floods and landslides, people in the southeast get tornados, people in the southwest are experiencing drought conditions, and those who live in the northeast deal with frigid temps and snow and ice. 

I don’t know why some people are impoverished and live on the street; others have more money than they can ever spend.

I cannot comprehend how some people can endure unspeakably horrible childhood trauma yet live to praise God with unimaginable joy. But unfortunately, others with similar experiences develop callous, resentful, and ungrateful hearts.

It makes no sense that professional athletes and movie stars make millions of dollars, and police officers, teachers, social workers, and other public servants often struggle to pay their bills. 

How churches lose their way and become more about power than loving like Jesus is beyond my understanding, but I see it all too often.

And, of course, I am not sure if I will ever understand why children die of cancer. 

There may be reasonable explanations for everything I mentioned. But my finite mind is incapable of understanding these perplexities. But, should there be a time when the Lord decides I need to have a complete understanding of how He works, He will enlighten me. But, until that time, I will trust Him.

“For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways,” declares the Lord.As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts.” (Isaiah 55:8,9)

Tom

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January 23, 2023 – Vol. 27 No. 04

The Land of What May Be

I have been on a little journey in recent days. It’s not a journey I particularly enjoyed, nor is it one I can recommend. It is a journey I’ve tried to avoid and have cautioned many others about making. Nevertheless, against my better judgment, I have traveled into the land of what may be. 

You don’t need to remind me of Jesus’ words, “Take no thought about tomorrow,” I understand that today has enough trouble of its own. But Jesus’ words did not stop me from veering off the path of living in the. 

My journey away from living here and now was not one of wringing my hands in worry, severe panic, or paralyzing fear. Instead, my expedition took me to a place where I was trying to prepare for what may happen. 

The following may or may not be examples of where my wondering took me.

How will I respond if another friend dies? 

What are we going to do if our car breaks down?

How am I going to handle it if she does not get well?

Where will we get money to pay the bills?

The list could go on and on. How will I deal with this? What am I going to do if this happens? What am I going to do if this does not happen? What about this? What about that? 

I acknowledge that I’ve been on a journey to the land of what may or may never be. That’s the first step to getting back to reality. 

The next step is to accept that no matter how much I think about and dwell in that distant land, I have no control over what may or may not happen. All I can do is live in the moment and let tomorrow take care of itself.

Easy to say.

Tom

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January 16, 2023 – Vol. 27 No. 03

A Simple Answer

Have you ever asked a question, and by the time you got an answer, you were sorry you asked? I have. I’ve also been on the other side of that. Sometimes, someone asks me a question, and I want to impress them with my answer, so I go way overboard with too much information. You know you’ve over-answered when the questioner’s eyes glaze over, or they fall asleep. 

Sometimes, a long, drawn-out, and detailed answer is appropriate. However, I’ve discovered that simple answers are an excellent place to start. 

Psalm 15 is an example of a serious question that got a profound but straightforward answer. 

God, who gets invited
    to dinner at your place?
How do we get on your guest list?

² “Walk straight,
    act right,
        tell the truth.

^3-4 “Don’t hurt your friend,
    don’t blame your neighbor;
        despise the despicable.

⁵ “Keep your word even when it costs you,
    make an honest living,
        never take a bribe.

“You’ll never get
blacklisted
if you live like this.”

The Lord didn’t overwhelm the questioner or make him feel dumb for the asking. Instead, he gave a sincere, respectful answer to an honest, from-the-heart question.

A simple answer. That is a good idea. 

Tom

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January 9, 2023 – Vol. 27 No. 02

Family

We look forward to times when we can be together. Then, finally, the time arrives, and we squeeze as much as possible into the few days and nights we can. We eat more than we should. We stay up later than we ought. We watch movies and games and take pictures. We get up earlier than we usually do, we talk, and we listen. We share our stories, laugh, cry, work through our differences, and appreciate our histories. We are a family. We sacrifice time, energy, and money to be with our family. 

 Why are we willing to plan, travel, change travel plans, adjust our schedules, and do all the things we do to be together?

Why? Because we are family. 

Are there things we would change? Possibly. Are there things we regret? Probably. Is it hard work? Sometimes. Is it worth it? Absolutely. 

Why? Because we are family. 

Thank You, God, for our family. 

Tom

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January 2, 2023 – Vol. 27 No. 01

In the Beginning

It is my understanding that there are six basic emotions.

• Sadness
• Happiness
• Fear
• Anger
• Surprise
• Disgust

Add to that list these emotions. 

• Disappointment
• Grief 
• Hopelessness
• Joy
• Contentment
• Satisfaction

We feel many, if not all, of those emotions daily. Now add these self-imposed demands.

• Review of last year’s New Year’s Resolutions.
• New Year’s resolutions.
• Plans for improving yourself.
• Commitments.
• Hopes for the new year.
• Dreams you are waiting to come true. 

Put all this together, and you have a formula for an emotional overload, emotional exhaustion, and perhaps an emotional breakdown. 

What if you tried something different this year?

Just do one thing, one day at a time. 

If you want to lose weight, focus on eating healthier for one day. Then, work on it again the next day. 

If you want to work on your relationship with God, read from the Bible and reflect on one passage a day. Then, read another passage the next day.  

If you want to spend less money, spend a little less one day. Then, spend a little less money the next day.

Remember, in the beginning, God. On the first day, He created the light. Then, on the next day, He created day and night. He did one thing a day. He did not do everything all at once, so why should you?

So, do it one day. That is enough for one day. 

Tom

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December 26, 2022 – Vol. 26 No. 42

Now What?

We waited and waited for Christmas morning, and finally, it came and went. So now it’s the day after Christmas, we opened the presents, the wrapping paper has been bagged and placed in the trash, and soon the tree will be taken down and stored until next year. Now what? 

The searching, shopping, purchasing, and wrapping paid off once we exchanged gifts and devoured meals. We cleared the table, washed the dishes, and vacuumed the floor. Now what?

Christmas and New Year’s week are a microcosm of life. We start with hopes and dreams of where we want to go, what we want to happen, and how we want to end. Then, we make plans; we work on the projects; we wait and wait; we pray and dream and hope. Eventually, the dreams come true, or they fade. And we ask, now what?

So, now what?

It’s pretty simple. We start over. 

By this time on the day after Christmas, you may already be making plans for next Christmas. What foods worked well, and which ones didn’t? What decorations will you keep, and which ones will you discard? What gift did you not get this year that you hope you get next year? 

When one dream ends, we start over with new goals. When we reach one goal, we start over with another. When one year ends, we start over with new plans or recommit to achieving the goals we didn’t reach last year. 

It’s the day after Christmas and the last week of the year. Now what? Reflect, regroup, and restart. Don’t quit. If it’s been a great year, are there ways to improve? If it’s been a challenging year, what can you do to make next year better? If it has been a horrible year and all you can do is be grateful that it’s over. Then, do that. But don’t quit. 

Not that I have already obtained all this or have already arrived at my goal, but I press on to take hold of that for which Christ Jesus took hold of me. Brothers and sisters, I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus. (Philippians 3:12-14, NIV)

Whatever goal you have set for today, this week, or next year, keep moving forward. Don’t give up.  

Oh, one last thing. If you need help, it’s okay to ask. 

Tom

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December 21, 2022 – Vol. 26 No. 41

Information Overload

As I finished this article, I realized that I might be adding to your information overload. If so, please set it aside for a later read, or discard it altogether. 

The stack of mail kept growing and had grown so tall I could no longer ignore it. Opening envelope by envelope, I asked myself why I was getting so much information. In some cases, there were duplicate mailings—so much mail.

I look at the number of already-read emails in my box that should have been deleted or moved and wonder if I’ll ever organize them. The same is true with my phone’s text messages, private messages, voicemails, phone calls, advertisements, and reminders—so many ways to communicate. 

With the television remote in hand, I scan the listings of regular stations and streaming services looking for something to watch. The news correspondents and talk show hosts constantly yell, “Hey, listen to me! You need to hear this.” Do I? So many channels. 

When watching a sporting event, the announcers have statistics on every player and every team that ever wore a uniform, and they share it all—so much information.

With so much information demanding my attention, there are days and nights when I just want to say, “That’s enough!” I’m not anti-devices, anti-social media, or anti-information. On the contrary, I am careful to monitor my viewing and listening habits, but still, there are days and nights when I get overloaded and overwhelmed with so much information. 

When that happens, I must intentionally make a change. I turn down the volume, take a break, and enjoy the quiet. The messages, calls, advertisements, and one-sided conversations are still there, but I can choose to disengage. I have learned that my immediate response is not always necessary. And the world is not likely to stop spinning if I turn off the news, mute the game’s announcers, wait to hear a podcast, or ignore a text or email for a few minutes.

I know this all sounds simple enough as I type it, but I understand it’s difficult for some. It is difficult for parents with babies, toddlers, and teenagers. It’s not easy for parents with sick children, parents who do not know where their child is, or couples trying to have children but cannot. Those situations take information overload to a whole new level. 

To make matters worse, the possibility of information overload increases during this season of supposedly silent nights where all is calm, and all is quiet. But taking time to relax and reduce the noise is up to us. My wish for this is that you do whatever you are comfortable with to reduce the noise and slow down the flow of information during the Christmas and New Year’s holiday season, and in the coming year.

Tom

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December 12, 2022 – Vol. 26 No. 40

NOTE: I originally wrote this, as you can see, on December 5, 2016. I’m reposting it (with a few edits) now because the memories of December 8, 1964, seem to crowd out all other thoughts and squelch most of my creative thinking for a few days. 

December 8, 1964

Originally Posted on December 12, 2016 by TomNorvell

Vol. 18 No. 49 | December 5, 2016

It was Tuesday afternoon, December 8, 1964. That is the day that my mother died. I was eleven years old.

She had been sick for several months. How many? I do not remember. But I remember the afternoon of December 8, 1964.

The school bus made the stop at my Aunt Eunice and Uncle Ruby’s grocery store at the intersection of Highway 4 and Melrose Lane. I had the option of getting off the bus there and making the quarter-of-a-mile walk to my house. Or I could stay on the bus until it made the loop back around to my house. If I stayed on and helped Mr. Day make sure all the windows were shut, he would often buy me a soft drink at one of the nearby cafes. On that Tuesday afternoon, I saw my sister and brother-in-law’s car at the store, so I decided to get off. Little did I know what was waiting for me.

Just inside the door on the left, a couple of chairs were inviting the regulars to sit, catch up on the latest happenings, enjoy a soda from the refrigerated box, or enjoy a candy bar from the glass-covered case just a few steps away. That is where I saw my sister and brother-in-law sitting as I opened the door. I can still hear the jingle of the bell situated to alert my aunt and uncle that a customer had arrived.

I do not remember the details of what happened next. They told me that Mama had died, but I do not recall the words. I do not remember if I cried, although I am sure I did. I remember seeing my aunt and uncle standing behind the cash register and the woman who would eventually become my stepmother smoking a cigarette at the end of the counter. She had known for a while that her time with us was limited. She had talked to all of us about it, so technically, we knew this time would come, but mentally and emotionally, none of us were prepared.

The next thing I remember about the afternoon f December 8, 1964, is pulling into the driveway of our house. My Uncle James (my mother’s brother) greeted me, walked with me out by a big oak tree in our yard, put his arms around me, and said: “Go ahead. Let it out!” And I did.

That was the afternoon of December 8, 1964. That was fifty-two years ago (fifty-eight now).

We eventually went inside the house where my grandmother and other family and friends were gathered. I have only a few sporadic memories of the days and months following.

My memories of that afternoon are hazy but the lessons I have learned since December 8, 1964, are not.

I have learned that loss is painful and inevitable and that the pain may never completely go away. For an eleven-year-old boy, the loss of a mother is beyond traumatic. For a sixty-three-year-old (sixty-nine) man, that loss is still very real. Yes, I have matured and moved past most of the intense pain of that afternoon, but there are still days when I long to hear her voice and feel her touch. I would love to have another taste of her fudge, Divinity, at Christmas time, hear her pop popcorn in a skillet, and eat her fried chicken and coconut cake. Much of my life has been lived to honor her life and her memory.

I have learned that life is short and passes quickly. Forty-four years is not a long time to live, but if lived well you can influence a lot of people. Poetry and song often state that it is not the length of one’s life that counts as much. It is the quality of one’s life and the number of lives that are touched that matter.

I have learned that family is important and should not be neglected. The family must be a priority. Quality time with family in large quantities is also important. If you are fortunate enough to be able to spend time with your family, please do not neglect or take for granted that time.

I have learned that what we leave behind is probably more valuable than the things we accomplish from day to day. Here I sit, fifty-eight years later, thinking about the mother that lived only eleven-and-a-half years of my life. I am only one of four children she influenced. Her grandchildren and great-grandchildren and all who follow will reap the benefits of the impact she had in her short life.

And, I have learned that a life surrendered to the Lord God Almighty, no matter how short or how long, is one that never ends.

May 24, 1920, to December 8, 1964, are the dates that mark a life that continues to live. It was a Tuesday afternoon, December 8, 1964…

Tom

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December 5, 2022 – Vol. 26 No. 39

Peace On Earth 

Suddenly a great company of the heavenly host appeared with the angel, praising God and saying, “Glory to God in the highest heaven, and on earth peace to those on whom his favor rests.” (Luke 2:13-14)

Peace on earth is why Jesus came to earth. Peace on earth is what we pray for every day. Peace on earth is what we pray for especially this time of the year. 

We sing songs about it. We send cards with the sentiment in them. We light up our yards with the words. We hope in our hearts for it. 

And yet, we look around us and find very few signs that there is peace on earth. We wonder if there will ever be peace on earth. 

And once again we are reminded that peace on earth begins with me. 

Peace on earth is not the responsibility of the political leaders, nor is the responsibility of higher education or leaders of the churches. Of course, those people and those institutions can and should do their part, but peace on earth begins with me. 

It is my responsibility to first find peace with God and allow that peace to radiate from me to my family, my friends, my co-worker, my church, and all people with whom I interact.

Peace on earth will come when I lay down my anger and resentments. Peace on earth will come when I accept that I do not control people and most events and allow God to do what only He can do. 

Peace on earth, for my circle of influence on the earth, begins with me. So, my prayer is to let there be peace on earth and let it begin with me.

I invite you to join me and let’s bring peace to our part of the earth. 

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November 28, 2022 – Vol. 26 No. 38

The Moment That Could Not Last

From the soundtrack of A River Runs Through It, one 84-second excerpt always catches my ear and takes me to another place. The name of the piece is The Moment That Could Not Last. Every time it plays, I pause, time stands still, and reflect on moments that could not last. 

When my wife and I were dating and in the early days of marriage there were moments that I wanted to last. The first time we kissed. The first time we said I love you. Our first Christmas and anniversary. The birth of our children we held them for the first time. I wanted those moments to last forever. But those moments did not and could not last. As they have grown and become parents themselves there have been more moments than I can recall that could not last. 

There have been moments in ministry that no matter how much I wanted them to last, they could not. There were the Saturday night devotionals around the campfire when we sang and never got tired. There was the worship assembly where God’s Spirit was active. There were weddings that I officiated and saw the look on the groom’s face when his bride came into his view. There were the meals with friends when we cried because we did not know when or if we would see each other again. 

I could also include holidays and vacations with my family, coffee with a friend, standing by the ocean at sunset, golf on a beautiful day, time with our grandchildren, watching my kids play sports or perform on stage, and ordinary times with people I love. All were moments I wanted to last but could not.

Every time it plays, I pause, time stands still, and reflect on moments that could not last. Sometimes I weep. Sometimes I smile. Sometimes I play the song again and wish those moments could have lasted and thank God for those moments that could not last. 

I treasure those moments that could not last, and I long for more.

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November 14, 2022 – Vol. 26 No. 36

Expressing Your Gratitude

For many, Thanksgiving is the most enjoyable time of the year. Unless we complicate it, it can be simple and calm. Family and friends gather to enjoy a delicious meal, renew friendships, and share memories as you make new memories. You love your life and have no trouble expressing your gratitude.

For all of us, Thanksgiving is an opportunity to count our blessings and express our gratitude to God, the people God has put into our lives, and all our physical blessings. Life is good for you, and you have no trouble expressing your gratitude.

For others, Thanksgiving is a difficult time of the year. The day marks the beginning of the holiday season shifting into high gear and we are reminded of those who are no longer with us. The pain of the empty chair at the table is too much for some. It is difficult but you do your best to express your gratitude. 

And for many others, Thanksgiving is a season of endurance. You are away from home, and your loved ones, and you realize they are making new memories without you. This is the first holiday you will spend without your mother, dad, brother, sister, son, or daughter, but they are on the other side of the world serving in the military, on the mission field, or providing for your family. Your life is hard; you are all alone and miserable. Someone you love with all your heart is sick and you try as hard as you can, but expressing your gratitude is not something you can do.

Regardless of where you are this Thanksgiving season, I offer this prayer. 

Father, please listen to my heart for I do not how to express the gratitude I feel in my heart. 

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November 14, 2022 – Vol. 26 No. 36

Thank you,

Dear Readers, 

Thank you for taking the time to read this Note, and for any other times, you have taken a few minutes out of your day to read my thoughts about Jesus, God’s love, observations about nature, people, places, and ponderings. 

Thank you for reading and tolerating the times when I have whined about my life. Most of the time I am aware of how blessed I am now and have been throughout my life. 

Thank you for the weeks when you could not make sense of my words, but you kept reading and came back the next week.

Thank you for your kind and gracious comments that mean more than you can imagine.

Thank you for sharing your stories and letting me know when my words touched your heart or struck a nerve.

Thank you for giving me grace when you disagreed with my thoughts, opinions, or views. 

Thank you, especially over the last eighteen months, for how you have expressed your concern for our family through your notes, emails, texts, and prayers. And thank you for the comfort I feel in knowing that you will continue to cover us with prayer.

Thank you for reading A Norvell Note.

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November 7, 2022 – Vol. 26 No. 35

Moving Stories

By moving stories I’m not referring to stories about dogs being rescued from deplorable and abusive situations, or dogs running for help because their master is trapped in a mineshaft under a fallen tree. I’m not going to tell a story about a football player that had never played a down all year but gets in the game and makes the play that allows his team to win the championship. I have nothing against dogs or those tear-jerking stories, but those are not the moving stories I have in mind. 

I’m talking about real moving stories, stories that happen while moving from one house to another. 

For instance, have you ever noticed that your possessions seem to multiply when you start packing for a move? No matter how much you think you have downsized and discarded, you pack and load, load, and pack, then you look in a closet and see boxes and bags and clothes you do not recognize.

And what about, when you finally get everything out of storage and into your house and you look in your garage and wonder where did all this stuff come from, and what you are we going to do with it?

And then, when the new refrigerator is finally delivered, and you start removing the plastic protective coating, Styrofoam, and tape and you notice that there are little circular stickers on every tray and glass shelf. You struggle to pull one off and read what it says, “Please remove.” It is written in four languages. 

Finally, you are in your new home. You have time to sit, relax, and reflect on this latest move, and all the other moves you made through the years. The memories start flooding in. You remember the dreams you had with each move, you remember the laughter and the tears, you remember the meals you shared with each other and with guests, the conversations you had. Then, you look around your new place, take a deep sigh, and pray: “Lord, thank You for the blessing of this house, and help us fill this home with love, gentleness, kindness, and lots and lots of grace for each other and all who enter our door.” 

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October 24, 2022 – Vol. 26 No. 34

Bob Gilbert (James Robert Gilbert)

Bob “the Rock” Gilbert was the devoted husband to my sister (My Big Sister) for more than fifty years. From my vantage point, he was a great father to their two children and a true servant of the Lord. He was a dedicated worker and well-respected in the community. Bob was a good, good man. I loved and respected him, and I will miss his booming voice, laugh, and presence.       

My first memory of Bob was when started dating my sister and began showing up at our house. He drove a truck for Richie Groceries. I remember thinking, he was so tall and had the biggest Adams Apple I have ever seen. Of course, at that age, I had not seen that many Adams Apples, but I was sure Bob’s was the biggest, and I wondered if mine would ever be that big. 

Later, and probably after they married, when we’d be visiting in their home or ours, he would occasionally pick up a volume from the set of encyclopedias and sit and read it. I remember thinking that he must be smart or bored. Maybe it was both, but I could not imagine why anyone would voluntarily read from an encyclopedia. Through the years I realized that he truly was an intelligent man. 

When I was old enough to ride my bike into town, I often stopped by their house to hang out for a while. I felt right at home. One day I parked my bike in the front yard and bounced up the steps on the porch and in the door. It just so happened that Bob sitting in the room cleaning a handgun. I froze, and in a booming voice that resembled James Earl Jones, I heard, “Boy! Don’t you ever do that again!” I always knocked after that.

With our parents gone, Genia and Bob’s home became the gathering place for a Christmas invasion for the families of the three brothers. People sleeping all over the house, making noise, and eating everything in sight, made the holidays anything but calm and quiet. I suspect there were times when he decided that going to work on cold icy mornings was a welcome respite. We all felt bad for him because of his hearing loss, but Bob may probably saw it as a blessing. 

The image that is indelibly planted in my heart came during a visit not long after Kim and I were married and early in my ministry. It was a quiet Saturday afternoon in their living room when a neighborhood child banged on their door in a panic. The children were playing in the front yard and one of them got hurt. The mother was at work and no adult was at home. Within seconds Genia and Bob down the street, took care of the injured child, bringing comfort and calm in a very tense and potentially dangerous situation. 

I sat in awe as I reflected on the words of a couple of mentors who were trying to guide me along the “right” approach to ministry that included believing and teaching that anyone outside of “our” fellowship had no chance of going to heaven. As I witnessed Genia and Bob being Jesus to those children, I thought, if they are not going to make it, what chance do I have? Gratefully my approach to ministry was different after that afternoon.

Thank you, Bob, for marrying my sister. 

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October 17, 2022 – Vol. 26 No. 33

You May Never Know

I am once again reminded of how important it is to understand that what we see on the surface may not be the complete picture of what is going on in a person’s life. You can assume that what you see is all there is. But you may never know.

A child’s grades drop, and her behavior takes a sudden and dramatic change. You wonder about the cause. You may never know what is going on in her home that might have caused the changes. 

One of your best employees starts showing up late, missing meetings, and becomes distant and apathetic. You may never know what he is facing when he goes home or what he tries but can’t leave behind when comes in from work. 

Your neighbors seemed like the perfect family, but something changed. They seldom spoke and stayed to themselves. You may never know the struggles they’ve been having or the tension that exists on the other side of their front door.  

Every week he comes in a little late and takes a seat on the back pew, then he leaves a little early. You wonder why he does that. You may never know.

We encounter people every day who may be suffering from an illness, going through a breakup or divorce, grieving the loss of a loved one, or living in a house filled with anger, violence, abuse, and sadness. Or maybe they go home to an empty house every night. And you may never know why they act the way they do in public. 

You may never know, that is unless you ask. 

If you ask, they may tell you to mind your own business. Or they may thank you for noticing and ask for your help. They may share the reason for sadness, being standoffish, or why their heart is breaking. They may. But you may never know unless you ask. 

Is there someone you are concerned about, but not sure what’s going on? They may act like they want to be left alone. Or they may be praying that God would send someone to help. You may never know unless you ask. So, maybe you should ask. 

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October 10, 2022 – Vol. 26 No. 32

Keep Silent

The Lord is in his holy temple;
    let all the earth be silent before him. 
Keep silence, keep silence, keep silence before him.

You may have sung those words as a reminder that it is time for a worship service to begin, so quit talking in the foyer and find a seat. There may be a deeper meaning.

If you read Habakkuk, you will find the verse at the end of chapter 2. The book of Habakkuk examines injustice from the experience of a righteous person crying out to God for a remedy. God responds to the prophet: Be patient, observant, and steady in your faith, for my judgment will happen at an appointed time. God’s response allows Habakkuk to rejoice in God’s saving power—even while struggling with a question that every generation asks: Why is evil allowed to thrive? The answer is profound yet dramatic: Trust God because He is both powerful and just. (Faithlife Study Bible)

Singing those words reminded me that we are asking the same question today, why is evil allowed to thrive? Among the responses God suggests to the prophet is to remember that God is in His holy temple and keep silent. There’s more to the warning than just being quiet. It means to be calm and remember the Lord is still in His place. You can trust Him.

Those words are a good reminder for us.

When we hear about the injustice and chaos in our world, remember that the Lord is in His holy temple. Keep silence.

When we are confused and afraid, remember the Lord is in His holy temple, and keep silent.

When we are overwhelmed by fear and anxiety, remember the Lord is in His holy temple, and keep silent.

When loss and disappointment sadden you, remember the Lord is in His holy temple; keep silent.

It was helpful instruction for the prophet and wise instruction for us. 

The Lord is in his holy temple;
    let all the earth be silent before him. 
Keep silence, keep silence, keep silence before him.

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October 3, 2022 – Vol. 26 No. 31

I Just Want to Go Home

I’ve said those words many times. As a child, every time I tried to stay away from home overnight, about the time it started getting dark and I missed my Mama I’d say, “I just want to go home.” Usually, I followed that up with “I have a stomachache.” I said those words when I went to Boy State as a teenager. And I said those words on mission trips to Ukraine during the first forty-eight hours of our trip, and after we had completed most of our mission. 

I’ve heard those words a few times our children were small and one of their overnight guests would get homesick. I’ve heard it when college students were not doing well in their classes, had their hearts broken, or received bad news from home. “I just want to go home.”

I’ve heard from an elderly man who had lived a good life, worked hard, and lost use of most of his physical abilities and bodily functions. With tears in his eyes, he said, “I’m so tired. I don’t want to live like this anymore. I just want to go home.” I’ve heard it from the widow who lost her husband and best friend and now must face life alone. I hear it said when a person has reached the end of life and been told there is nothing left that can be done. “I just want to go home.” And I hear it in the voices of the caregivers who are exhausted from too many hours and too much sickness and death.

I think I read those words in my four-year-old granddaughter’s eyes as she lay in her hospital bed attached to tubes and monitors. I know I saw it in the eyes of my daughter and son-in-law as they prepared for another night in a hospital room. 

I still say it some days when it starts getting dark, I’m tired, feel helpless, and miss my Mama. I just want to go home. 

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September 26, 2022 – Vol. 26 No. 30

Living the Dream

As I entered the facility, I greeted the two ladies behind the desk and asked, “How are you ladies today?” With a less than enthusiastic response, one of them said, “Living the dream.” 

Later that day in a different facility I greeted another group of ladies who were taking a break with, “How are you all today?” One of them quickly answered back, “Just living the dream. Just living the dream.” The others in the group laughed. I told them about the other group, and they laughed again. 

I left wondering about their dream, is it a good dream, a nightmare, or maybe somewhere in between? Are they living their dream, or dreaming about a dream they wish they were living? As I reflected on their somewhat sarcastic response to my question, I appreciated the fact that they believe there is a dream to live. 

We all have a dream that we long to live. At least I hope we do. 

On any given night you can watch multiple talent competition shows where each contestant is hoping to live their dream of being a singer, a dancer, a chef, or a corporate executive power broker. Some dreams come true, and some do not. Every athlete lives the dream of becoming the best. Every team lives the dream of winning the championship. 

Sometimes we live to see our dreams to their happy ever after ending. Unfortunately, sometimes our dreams are cut short, and we are left with the agony of dreams that will never come true.  Then, we must search for another dream.

I’ve had some dreams that have come true, and I watched others fade and die. I’ve let go of some dreams and I’ve revived others. Some were big dreams, some were impossible dreams, and some I learned were not worth pursuing.

Here are a couple of dreams that I believe are still worth pursuing that I am trying to live. 

“…make it your ambition to lead a quiet life: You should mind your own business and work with your hands, just as we told you. (1 Thessalonians 4:11)

He has shown you, O mortal, what is good. And what does the Lord require of you? To act justly and to love mercy and to walk humbly with your God. (Micah 6:8)

When someone asks you how you are doing, I hope you say, “I’m living the dream” and mean it.  

Start living your dream and keep living it. 

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September 19, 2022 – Vol. 26 No. 29

Some Things Do Not Fit Together

Those who know me well know that I tend to like things to be done a certain way. If something does not work or serves no purpose, I am ready to get rid of it. If you move something, put it back where it was. Furniture sometimes needs to be rearranged just to see if it works better in the new location. Recently I’ve noticed a few things that just do not seem to fit together. 

It is sad to see couples eating out and both looking at their cell phones the whole time. 

It is even sadder to see dads having breakfast with their children but being more focused on checking their messages than what their children are saying. 

It is my opinion that men with big bellies should not wear tight jeans.

I do not understand why some people have garages full of stuff and their cars sitting in the driveway. 

It seems strange to see people walking their dogs and yelling at them the whole time. 

I have learned that wearing contact lenses and shedding tears do not work well. 

Maybe the most puzzling and disappointing is when I see followers of Jesus (including me) acting with pride and pursuing power. 

Proverbs 16:18, Pride goes before destruction, a haughty spirit before a fall.

Matthew 23:12, For those who exalt themselves will be humbled, and those who humble themselves will be exalted.

James 4:6, But he gives us more grace. That is why Scripture says: “God opposes the proud but shows favor to the humble.”

James 4:10, Humble yourselves before the Lord, and he will lift you up.

Some things just do not fit together. Most of the inconsistencies that I have mentioned are nothing more than my opinion or preferences. However, if we are trying to live like Jesus, pride, a haughty spirit, and the desire for control and power cannot co-exist. 

We can do better. Let’s do better.

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September 12, 2022 – Vol. 26 No. 28

A Weekend of Remembering

Ours was a weekend of remembering. 

Queen Elizabeth

         Elizabeth became the Queen of England seventy years ago, one year before I was born. Not being a subject of the Queen I have never known the true significance of her role in the world, but I also do not have a memory of the world without the Queen.

9/11

         Like you, I remember exactly where I was when I learned of the planes crashing into the Twin Towers. I remember the shock. I remember the confusion. I remember the sadness. I remember the realization that the world will never be the same.   

Norah 

       It has been a year since we said goodbye to Norah. Friday, September 10, 2021. Over the weekend we gathered in the garden created by her parents and friends in her honor to remember her. I remember almost detail of that day. She lived only seven years, but it is difficult to remember our world before her. A year later it is difficult to accept that she is gone or comprehend our world without her.  

The Lord

       Like many of you, I spent time on Sunday remembering the Lord and what He has done for me, and how much He loves me. I cannot and do not want to, imagine my life without the Lord. Without His presence and guidance, I would not have survived my years on the earth and would not know the life blessed by people and experiences that provide me with the opportunities of remembrance like this past weekend. 

I hope your life provides you with people, places, and events that are worth remembering and enjoying.

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September 5, 2022 – Vol. 26 No. 26

A Refreshing Pause

Some of you noticed I took a break from writing A Norvell Note for a couple of months, some of you didn’t. As I took time to rest from writing and spent time reflecting on life, God reminded me of a few realities that I sometimes ignore.

God reminded me that writing is something that is something I enjoy. 

This is not a discovery, taking a couple of months off reminded me that writing is a blessing, not a burden. I enjoy the challenge, and the reward, of taking thoughts in my head and putting them on paper or a computer screen. Sometimes they are shared, many times they are only for the Lord and me.

God reminded me that writing is something I need to do. If the words help someone else, that’s good. If no one else ever reads my words, that’s okay. I write because I need to write. Writing helps me understand life, gives me occasional insights into who God is, and how He is shaping me to be like His son, and it helps me understand me, the people around me, and the world. 

God reminded me that sometimes I need to take a break. Coca-Cola© once used the phrase “The Pause that Refreshes” to advertise their product. From time to time, we all need to pause, reflect, regroup, and get refreshed. When I experience the rejuvenation, restoration, and refreshment that comes because of time away from the routine makes me wonder why it’s so hard for us to surrender to taking a pause. 

After all, it was Jesus who said, ^“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.” (Matthew 11:28-30)

When was the last time you took a refreshing pause from tasks that you love to do? Maybe you don’t need two months. Maybe you just need an afternoon, or a weekend away?  Maybe you would go crazy if you took a long break, but would the world fall apart if you took a lunch break? Are you weary? Have you lost passion for something you once loved? Maybe you need a refreshing pause.

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A Norvell Note for July 11, 2022

Vol. 26 No. 26

A Norvell Note will be on pause for a while. Enjoy the rest of the summer.

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A Norvell Note for July 4, 2022

Vol. 26 No. 25

Lord, Help Me. I’m Tired

Lord, help me. I’m tired of trying to understand things beyond my ability to understand. So, allow me to accept that I will probably never understand them. 

Lord, help me. I’m tired of trying to fix things that I cannot fix. So, allow me to accept that I can’t fix some things; they will need to be fixed by someone else, or fine as they are. 

Lord, help me. I’m tired of trying to do things I cannot and do not need to do. So, please help me realize sooner rather than later that some things will need to be done by someone else, and that’s okay. 

Lord, help me. I’m tired of thinking that I must do everything perfectly. I should have realized this a long time ago, so help me. Even at this late stage in my life, I can do what I can do as well as I can, and that is good enough. 

Lord, help me. I’m tired of thinking that my sins are beyond Your ability to forgive. I know better, so help me accept Your love, mercy, and grace. 

Lord, help me. I’m tired. I remember that You said, “Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.” So, Lord, I’m coming to you weary and burdened. Please give me rest. 

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A Norvell Note for June 27, 2022

Vol. 26 No. 24

A Man of Grace

During the last and most recent months of craziness and confusion, I failed to acknowledge the passing of Lynn Anderson. As a result, I am only one among thousands who were able to sit at Lynn’s feet and listen to him talk about his relationship with God and his longing for us to know that same love. 

Lynn had a remarkable ability to memorize Scripture. Still, his ability to help us move from the written Word to the understanding that Word is alive, hope is real, and faith is worth searching for that touched me so profoundly. With Lynn’s help, I understood and appreciated that “The Word did become flesh and made his dwelling among us.” 

Lynn could make you think about God and the Scripture in new and fresh ways. Passages I had read hundreds of times took on new meaning and gave me a clearer understanding of Jesus. 

As I watched the recording of Lynn’s memorial service, I heard his students, friends, and family share how Lynn made them feel like they were the most significant person in the room when they were with him. He made me feel that way. He could see into our souls and remind us of our goodness and beauty.

I remember one occasion when sitting with Lynn and sharing my heart about life and soaking in his wisdom when he opened his Bible and said, “Here’s a verse that will haunt you and wake you up in the middle of the night.” Here is the passage: “How can you believe since you accept glory from one another but do not seek the glory that comes from the only God?” (John 5:44) After several restless and sleepless nights, I sent him an email early one morning and said, “Lynn, thanks a lot!”

I recall another time when a friend and I were frozen in silence as he stood at Signal Point on Signal Mountain, Tennessee. With arms raised in worship, he gazed across the mountains, the sky above, and the valleys and river below us. He did more than simply recite the words of Psalm 8. He prayed the words as he poured out his heart to the Creator. 

Many people were closer to Lynn and knew him more intimately than I did. But no one appreciated his grace-filled words and unconditional love more than I did. Lynn was a man of grace. I’m thankful for knowing him, the grace he preached, and the time I shared with him. 

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A Norvell Note for June 13, 2022

Vol. 26 No. 23

Tom Mathis

I would prefer not to write these words. There is a void in the Chattanooga, Tennessee, community due to the passing of Tom Mathis, a very dear friend, brother in the faith, and a servant of the Lord. Tom has fought his fight, finished his race, has kept the faith, and received his crown of righteousness. 

       We moved to Chattanooga in September of 2000. I met three men and knew my life forever changed as soon as I met them. Tom was one of those men. To think of Tom not being there to call, text, visit, listen to, or read his writings is beyond my mind’s grasp. 

       When I first met Tom, it was hard for me to believe he was real. He seemed too good, too spiritual to be true. I observed him, listened to him intently, and searched for flaws. His wisdom was beyond his years. I admired his depth of understanding of the Scripture and his ability to communicate it to others. His compassion for people was beautiful to watch. 

       Through the years, Tom and I taught classes together, shared the stage in worship events, and grieved, comforted, and celebrated with each other. We enjoyed meals with our wives and friends and time in each other’s homes. We prayed for our children, prayed for our friends, prayed for our marriages, and prayed for our church. We sat and struggled through multitudes of meetings, encouraged each other, confronted each other, advised each other, and loved each other deeply. 

       Kim and I were blessed to watch up as Tom and Ginger found each other, fell in love and were there when they married. We were blessed to be with them on a chilly colorful fall evening when they exchanged their vows and declared their love for one another. I was the officiant. Kim was the witness, the photographer, and the designated crier for the event. 

       I share those memories, acknowledging that I am only one of the hundreds of people who have their memories. Tom Mathis was an extraordinary man who had a supernatural ability to communicate his love for the Creator and demonstrate his love for his family and friends. 

       I don’t know how to close this tribute to my friend except to say. Tom, I love you and miss you terribly, and share some of your words. 

THE MOUNTAIN CALLS ME HOME

Psalm 61 Meditation for Day 61 (3/2/2021):

“The mountain calls me home. The rocks and ravines beckon me back to the security of my favorite hiding places. The cool springs invite me once again to quench my thirst and refresh my spirit with pure water.

“In my mind I know this to be true, but my heart—dulled by too frequent wanderings in the far-off plains of distraction and valleys of despair—has somehow drifted out of tune with the frequency and rhythm of God’s voice. And so I have projected my failure to hear onto Him—as if my Mighty Rock, my Strong Tower, is too weak to hear and understand my cries for help, too busy or disinterested to respond.

“If I promise (once again) (oh, how many times have I promised?) to listen to You, to be faithful to You, will You hear my prayerful pleas and draw me back, guide me back, carry me back to You?

“How I long to be close to You again, to rest safely in You and have You tabernacle in me. How I yearn for the Rock that is higher than I, the security of Your powerful presence and protection, the refreshment of Your mercy and grace manifested in patience, forgiveness, and sanctification.

“‘Hear my cry, O God; listen to my prayer. From the ends of the earth I call to you. I call as my heart grows faint; lead me to the rock that is higher than I. For you have been my refuge, a strong tower against the foe. I long to dwell in your tent forever and take refuge in the shelter of your wings.’ (Psalms 61:1-4)”

(Pre-release notes for Heartsongs—More Meditations in the Margin for Psalms Lovers, © 2021, Thomas R. Mathis)

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A Norvell Note for June 6, 2022

Vol. 26 No. 22

My Anxious Thoughts

Search me, God, and know my heart;
test me and know my anxious thoughts.^[i]

When You search my heart and test me, You will see that my anxious thoughts are many. 

I have anxious thoughts due to the current circumstances in my life and the lives of those dearest to me. Almost all the events are beyond my control and are things I am trying to accept that I cannot change. 

Some anxious thoughts are of my own making. Things I did that I should not have done, something I should have done that I did not do, things I said that I should not have said, and things that I should have said but did not. I am working on correcting and improving what I can.         

Many of my anxious thoughts stem from actions and events far beyond my circle of influence. The instances of gun violence and mass shootings are alarming. The anger and divisive spirit among the political leaders spread into other areas of our society, and the divisions grow wider. 

Yes, my anxious thoughts are many. 

As I confess those anxious thoughts, I hear you saying, “Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.^[ii]

So, Father, I present all these anxious thoughts and request the peace that passes understanding to guard my heart and mind in You. 

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^[i] Psalm 139:23

^[ii] Philippians 4:6-7

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Vol. 26 No. 21

Life in a Whirlwind

         Our daughter-in-law was inside the school our two older granddaughters attend while we waited outside, doing our best to entertain the two little girls. It was a windy day in Brooklyn. A small whirlwind began to form in a cove just outside the school’s door. I stood there gently rocking the stroller back and forth, watching the whirlwind. 

         The wind picked pieces of debris that had collected in the area. Leaves, bits of grass, candy wrappers, and a plastic bag spun them in the air. Occasionally the wind would calm, the trash would float to the ground, then it would start up again, adding a few and dropping others. I stood there watching the cycle repeat itself and thought, this is life right now. 

         Life in a whirlwind is real. We stand in the middle as the events of life fly around us. Jobs, friends, children, grandchildren, sickness, church, health, vacations, life, death, weddings, funerals, failures, victories, and some things we do not recognize spin around us faster than we can comprehend and manage. But somehow, we survive. 

         Life in a whirlwind surprises us. I’m not sure why it’s surprising, but it is. Should we expect it? Shouldn’t we know by now that things will change, and life will batter us from all directions? Maybe we should, but we are shocked when the winds pick up, and the debris starts whirling around us.

         There can be peace in the middle of a whirlwind. We hear meteorologists talk about the calm that exists in the eye of a storm. If I were somehow to stand in the middle of the small whirlwind, I suppose it would be a relatively peaceful place. Maybe this is what Paul had in mind when he talked about the “And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.” (Philippians 4:7)

         It doesn’t make sense, but somehow God assures us that we can have peace during the storm. “He got up, rebuked the wind and said to the waves, “Quiet! Be still!” Then the wind died down and it was completely calm.” (Mark 4:39). “While they were still talking about this, Jesus himself stood among them and said to them, “Peace be with you.” (Mark 24:36)

         I don’t understand it, but life in a whirlwind can be peaceful. I see it in others. I experience it myself. 

You give us peace even in the whirlwind. Thank You. 

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A Norvell Note for May 23, 2022

Vol. 26 No. 20

Everything Changed – Again 

Another child with a brain tumor does not make sense. The news came two weeks ago, but it still doesn’t make sense. We’re all still reeling from what has happened during the last twelve months. How are we supposed to deal with this? Again, it does not make sense, it hurts beyond description, and it has changed everything – again. 

So, what do we do? What can we do? 

We wake up in the morning, hope it was only a horrible dream, then face reality. Take several deep breaths and move into the activities of the day. 

We watch as those under the most pressure trudge through the demands that cannot wait. We watch, and we listen for ways to help. 

We pray, or we try to pray, for wisdom, understanding, and strength to get through the next hour. We pray for signs that things are improving, and we watch for signs of answered prayers. 

We do what we can, hoping that doing what we can is enough. Then, finally, we reach the end of the day, reflect on what we have done, and try to accept that we have done all we can for one day.

We try to rest. The nights are short, the days are long, and another day begins before we are ready. We start with the same realization that everything has just changed – again. 

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A Norvell Note for May 9, 2022

Vol. 26 No. 19

In the Morning

Listen to my words, Lord,
    consider my lament.
Hear my cry for help,
    my King and my God,
    for to you I pray.

In the morning, Lord, you hear my voice;
    in the morning I lay my requests before you
    and wait expectantly. (Psalm 5:1-3)

In the morning, I usually feel strong. It may take a coffee or two to get me going, but I feel strong and ready for the day.

In the morning, optimism does not come easily, but I can usually face the day with more hope after a few moments of quiet meditation, confession, prayer, writing in my journal, and spending time in the Word. 

In the morning, I pray that I will be a better man than yesterday. I lament the actions, the words, and the failures of the previous day. I lament the things that did not go the way I wanted. 

In the morning, I ask (sometimes cry) for God to help me be that better man and do good things during the day.

In the morning, I am confident that He hears my voice, and I find comfort knowing that He listens and hears my voice.

In the morning I lay out my requests before Him. Somedays, my list is short. Somedays, my list is long. Yet, I find comfort in knowing that He never tires of my asking. 

In the morning, I wait expectantly. But, as I said earlier, sometimes optimism and expectancy take a while. And, on some days, I feel that I’m asking too much – expecting too much. And, on some mornings, I don’t wait. Instead, I get impatient and try to force things to go the way I want.  

In the mornings, when I ponder that He is listening for me and to me, when I cry out to Him and layout my requests and wait for Him to act, my day goes better. When I rush into the day thinking it’s all up to me, it’s a different story. 

In the morning, I lay my requests before You and wait expectantly, wait expectantly, wait, and wonder. 

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A Norvell Note for May 2, 2022

Vol. 26 No. 18

A Water Bottle

And if anyone gives even a cup of cold water to one of these little ones who is my disciple, truly I tell you, that person will certainly not lose their reward.” (Matthew 10:42)

The lady was standing on the median at a traffic light on a busy street on a sweltering day. She was holding a cardboard sign that read, “Lost my job. Need help! Please.” I sat at the light on my comfortable air-conditioned car, reached for a water bottle, rolled down the window, and offered it to her. “Oh, thank you. God bless you.” It was just a bottle of water.

He stopped by my office and shared his story. It was not a new story. I had heard many versions of the same story before. He needed money to get back home, and he wanted gas money, and he promised to send me the money when he got settled. I gave him $10. ($10 would buy more gas then than it will today.) The man thanked me “from the bottom of his heart” and promised to repay me. It was only $10.

I was a college student when my dad died. I went home for the weekend and the funeral. Several of my friends made the five-to-six-hour drive to be with me for the funeral. When I thanked them, they made it seem like no big deal. But, of course, it was a big deal! To me, it meant the world. 

Earlier that same weekend, the preacher from the church came to our house to visit. With soft and gentle encouraging words, he shook my hand as he was leaving and in his hand was a generous check with a notation “for Thomas Norvell.”

Those are just a few stories of how a small action or gift – a cup of cold water – made a significant difference in the life of a single individual. Of course, none of these actions or gifts were substantial, nor did they get much attention. But they made a difference. 

This week try to find something you can do for someone to make their day better. You may not change their whole world, but you can change it one day for one person. Pay for the customer’s order behind you at Starbucks. Donate to a fund to help someone. Take time to listen to someone. If nothing else, keep a bottle of water in your car. It will make a difference.

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A Norvell Note for April 25, 2022

Vol. 26 No. 17

Communication

Do you ever get frustrated as you share directions to your location with a friend over the phone? You know what you are saying and know all the landmarks that stand out along the path, but the friend on the other end of the call is still lost. So you try again, talking slower and then louder, but they still don’t get it. Or maybe the roles are reversed, and you are trying to understand your co-worker’s instructions on how to complete a project. To them, the instructions make perfect sense. To you, it’s gibberish—the frustration increases. 

There is a reason for the frustration. Clear and effective communication takes effort. Maybe that’s why Jesus said, “He who has ears to hear, let him hear.” 

Across the coffee shop from me, there is what appears to be a tutoring session taking place. The young lady tutoring another lady will occasionally pause, lean back in her chair, rub her eyes, and take a deep breath to say, “Why can’t you get this?” Then, a little later, she’ll smile and raise her hands in celebratory fashion, expressing, “That’s it! Good job!”

Tony Weston (college friend, fellow communications major, brother in Christ, and occasional musical partner) told this story many times during speech competitions.

An elderly gentleman and his wife were sitting on the front porch. He turned to her and said, “I’m PROUD of you, Maw!” She leaned toward him and said, “eeeehh?” He repeated, “I’m PROUD of you, Maw!” She leaned towards him again and said, “eeehh?” He repeated loudly, “I said I’m PROUD of you, Maw!” She spits on the floor and says, “I’m TIRED of you too, Paw!”

We laugh at the story, but the truth remains that clear and effective communication takes effort. 

After decades of searching for words, illustrations, practices, and styles that help transfer my thoughts so that others can receive and understand, I have collected a few insights that seem to help. 

Good intentions are not enough. “This is what I meant to say.” “I didn’t mean to say that.” Your message may be clear and concise to you, but the person sitting across from you may be hearing something different. That’s not a bad thing; it’s just reality. 

Know and pay attention to your audience. If you know and understand the people you are communicating with, you should be able to adjust your message and style, which will help them know what you are saying. 

Know what you want to say and say it. Have you ever been listening to a sermon only to realize halfway through the speaker had no idea what he was saying? 

Listen and hear what is said. Listening is an essential element in the communication process that we overlook. Listen with the intent of understanding, not just waiting for the speaker to stop talking so you can say what you want to say. Listen. 

After centuries of trying to communicate His love to the world, God eventually demonstrated it by sending His one and only Son into the world to live, die and rise from the tomb. Yet, even with that, we sometimes don’t get it. Clear and effective communication is difficult, but not impossible. It is possible. It’s worth the effort. 

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A Norvell Note for April 18, 2022

Vol. 26 No. 16

After the Resurrection

As we move through the week after Resurrection Sunday, I pray that we will find great joy in knowing the grave was empty, and because the tomb was empty, our hope is accurate, and our victory is assured. Death has no sting. Death has no victory. 

Peace be with you. 

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A Norvell Note for April 11, 2022

Vol. 26 No. 15

Tired But Not Done

Maybe it is a sign that I watch too much television or am just irritated by what I consider ridiculous.

• I’m tired of the green lizard.
• I’m tired of the ads supposedly staged in front of the statue of liberty. 
• I’m tired of the ads with talking buttocks. 
• I’m tired of the dancing crabs. 
• I’m tired of the bears advertising toilet paper. 
• I’m tired of the ads where animals drive cars. 

I’m not just tired of annoying television commercials.

• I’m tired of rocks hitting my windshield when I drive down the interstate.
• I’m tired of wearing masks and wondering if I should be wearing one when I’m not. 
• I’m tired of (to quote a colleague from a recent talk) acting like a victim.
• I’m tired of being intimidated by and surrendering to fear.
• I’m tired of spending so much energy on stuff, people, and proceedings that I cannot control or change. 
• I’m tired of allowing my will and desires to override God’s spirit.

Life can get wearisome. As you can tell from my list, there are times when trivial things get the best of me, and it wearies me when I allow that to happen. So, it’s the time for a change. 

So, during this week of soul searching and reflection, I acknowledge that focusing on the things that irritate and annoy me accomplishes nothing. 

I acknowledge that it prevents me from doing the good that God placed me here to do. 

I acknowledge that the good happening around me is where my focus should be. 

I further acknowledge that my issues are nothing compared to the pain and suffering of the Ukrainian people, the abuses taking place in our nation, and the sorrow of the people I love. 

I’m tired of missing opportunities to do good. 

Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up. Therefore, as we have opportunity, let us do good to all people, especially to those who belong to the family of believers. (Galatians 6:9-10)

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A Norvell Note for April 4, 2022

Vol. 26 No. 14

I Can’t Do It All 

I can’t do it all. I try to do it all, and I try to convince myself that I can. Sometimes I even try to convince others that I can. It is frustrating when I admit that I can’t do it all. 

I can’t work and rest at the same time. 

I can’t be young and get older at the same time. 

I can’t be at home and with my children and grandchildren simultaneously.

I can’t write an article while I watch a movie. I can, but it’s a mess. 

I try to do all these things, but I can’t.

I can’t help everyone that needs or wants my help. 

I can’t attend every friend’s funeral.

I can’t attend the wedding of all my friend’s children. 

I can’t travel to all the places I would like to. 

I can’t watch every basketball game. Almost but not quite. 

The Scripture says, “I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.” But I realize that does not mean I can do all the things I want to do. I think it means that I can do all that He wants and needs me to.

So, what do I do about the needs I see? 

Simple. I learn to accept that I can’t do everything. Ouch! 

I can pray the Serenity Prayer. 

God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.

I can pray this prayer: God, give me wisdom. Then, give me the wisdom to use the wisdom You give me.

I can pray this prayer: God, you have given me the ability to do many things, not everything, but many things. Thank You. Now help me look for opportunities to use the talents You have given me to do what You need me to do. Then, allow me to trust that You have equipped other people to do the other things that need to be done and be at peace. 

I can’t do everything, but I can do some things. The things that I can do, I can do in a way that no one else can. So, I need to do the things I can and do them well. 

Lord, remind me to pray these prayers and know that You will give me the opportunities, abilities, and strength to do the things I need to do.

I can’t do everything, but I can do what I can do. 

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A Norvell Note for March 28, 2022  

Vol. 26 No. 13

Learn To Let Go

“THIS IS A TIME IN YOUR LIFE WHEN YOU MUST LEARN TO LET GO: of loved ones, of possessions, of control.” (Jesus Calling, March 24)

I agreed. I sighed. I groaned. I laughed. I thought: this is a time to learn to let go? I do not remember when I wasn’t learning to let go. To live is to learn to let go.

The moment we were born, we started learning to let go of the safety and security of our mother. So likewise, the moment our children are born, we begin letting them go.

As soon as we possess, or think we own, an item or a gift, we learn that eventually, we will need to let go of it. But unfortunately, the reality of life is that nothing lasts forever. Homes and automobiles can be burned or ripped apart by the wind. Our favorite jeans eventually wear out. Sadly our most comfortable shoes reach a point of no repair. Precious jewels lose their shine or may be lost or stolen. Relationships change and sometimes end. 

Jesus told a story of a wise man who built his house on the rock (Matthew 7) to remind us that everything changes. Likewise, in the Old Testament, the book of Job is the story of a man who lost everything only to learn that he had the one thing that mattered most and did not change: his relationship with God. 

Everything changes, and we are constantly learning to let go. Except for one thing. The March 24 entry from Jesus Calling also included these words: “Jesus Christ is the same yesterday, today, and forever.” (Hebrews 13:8)

Jesus Christ does not change. God the Father is always the same. The Spirit of God is always with us. Our understanding varies. Our knowledge matures and evolves, but He never changes. 

Birthdays, anniversaries, the change of seasons, and the aging process remind us that this is a time when we must learn to let go. As challenging and often painful as the process is, we have the assurance that we are not alone.  

“For I am the Lord, your God,

         who takes hold of your right hand

         and says to you, Do not fear;

         I will help you.” (Isaiah 41:13)

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Vol. 26 No. 12

There Is No Law

Growing up with two brothers and a sister, we occasionally got on each other’s nerves when one of us would do something that annoyed the others. When a request (demand) to “Stop it!” A typical response would be. “Can’t make me! Ain’t no law against it!” The argument rarely ended there. 

Similar, but not so childish, arguments continue today.

“Can’t make me wear a mask! Ain’t no law against it” “Can’t stop me from wearing a mask. Ain’t no law against it!” 

“Can’t make me go to church. I can worship at home. Ain’t no law against it!”

“Can’t make me act nice. I can be unkind if I want to. Ain’t no law against it!”

“Can’t stop me from attacking Ukraine. I’m a dictator. Ain’t no law against it!” 

Arguments about what’s is against the law will continue, but I was thrilled when I learned there is a list of actions against which there is no law. 

But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control. Against such things there is no law. (Galatians 5:22-23)

There is no law against love. You can love as much as you want and no stop you. 

There is no law against joy. You can be as joyful as you like. There is no law against it. 

You can be as peaceful and spread peace wherever you go. No one can stop you. 

There ain’t no law against patience. You can be as patient as you want. 

Go ahead, be kind. We need more kindness. Live it up. Go crazy with kindness. 

Be good. Demonstrate goodness. Spread goodness everywhere you go. 

Be faithful. There is no limit to your faithfulness to God and people

Gentleness has no restriction. Be gentle. Please be gentle. We need as much gentleness as we can get. 

Don’t let anyone tell you not to practice self-control. Self-control is up to you. Only you can control your self-control.

Feel free to practice any of these spiritual gifts as much as possible. However, if someone tells you to stop, tell them with gentleness and kindness, “You can’t make me. There ain’t no law against it.” 

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A Norvell Note for March 14, 2022

Vol. 26 No. 11

Six Months

A year ago, we had no idea what was ahead. Now we struggle to accept what happened. It’s been six months. Has it been six months? Has it only been six months? 

We were at the beach a year ago, and everyone was healthy. Our concerns were the weather, our next meal, and watching the children play in the surf.

Two months later, our world changed forever, and as we changed our clocks this weekend, I wished the clocks would have stopped a year ago, and we could have stayed at the beach. But of course, I know we can’t. 

There are difficult days, and there are less difficult days. Some days almost seem normal. But then again, we are not sure what normal is. Yet, with God’s help and loving, caring people surrounding us, we go on. We wake up, collect our thoughts, and move through our days and nights as best we can. Then, we start over the next day. 

We are moving through the necessary grief work in our way and at our own pace. When we think we are at a good place, a song will play, a photograph will appear on a screen, or memory will flash across our minds. It’s been six months, but sometimes it feels like it is September 10 again. 

If you, or someone you know, has experienced a loss, you can be sure they have tough days, even if they tell you otherwise. If they want to talk, listen. If they don’t want to speak, accept that, give them space. Let them know you are available but respect their boundaries. Pray for them. 

It’s been six months since our family lost Norah. It’s hard to believe it’s been six months. It’s hard to believe it’s been only six months. We miss Norah every day, and with God’s help and the help of friends and family, we will keep going. Thank you for your prayers and gentle, loving support. 

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Vol. 26 No. 10

There Is No One Like Bill Alliston

“There is no one like Bill Alliston.” That’s how his daughter described him in the post she shared after his sudden passing. (@amac70) All who knew Bill would agree. 

I was a college student at Arkansas State University and involved in the Church of Christ Student Center (now #wolflifecampusministry). Bill and his family were also involved in the ministry. I don’t remember the exact time or circumstances that brought us together, but I soon became a part of the Alliston family. It was and is an abundant gift from God. 

Bill (and his family) made an indelible impression as a college student, as I became a part of a group from church that sang for weddings and funerals. I ate meals and spent countless nights in their home (including the night before our wedding). I drank coffee and ate Dixie’s Apple Pie with them. I was in their home when they brought Nathan home. We laughed a lot. 

Much of the laughter came because Bill was a great storyteller and could tell jokes as well anyone I’ve ever known. Some were not repeatable. He enjoyed life and wanted others to enjoy it too. I can still hear him laugh after he smacked my head with a brush as he cut my hair. He was a master of sarcasm.

Bill was kind and generous. He loved people and wanted people to love him. I was a recipient of his kindness, generosity, and love. He was intelligent, and it seemed that he liked for people to know it. He was complicated, and I think he enjoyed his complexity.

As often happens, we eventually moved in different directions and followed different paths. As a result, our times together became fewer, and our communications became less. But the love has remained. 

The last time I saw Bill, his daughter and son-in-law brought him to hear me preach one Sunday morning. I was honored. As I said goodbye to him that day, I thought I probably would never see him again due to his health issues, distance, and time. I did not. Like others who have passed from this life, he continues to live with gratitude and love in my heart. I am blessed. 

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love. (1 Corinthians 13:4-7, 13)

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A Norvell Note for February 28, 2022

Vol. 26 No. 09 – Vol. 26 No. 09

A Light in the Darkness

In 1992 several Christians from Virginia and across the United States made a trip to Ukraine. That first trip was to Kyiv. I made four more trips into Ukraine over the next six years. We flew into Kyiv and traveled west to Zhytomyr, and I made one memorable excursion to a small village north of Zhytomyr. The work in Zhytomyr grew and expanded to Rivne, with teams making regular visits until very recently. 

The heartbreaking scenes of the invasion bring back many memories. Although it was almost twenty-five years ago, and some of the details escaped me, one memory still shines brightly in my mind. 

A significant part of every trip involved us going into schools to teach the Bible. We were in Zhytomyr, and it was a frigid, snowy day, and we were late getting to the school. To our surprise, even though we were very late, the teachers and children waited for us and rejoiced when we arrived.

We gathered in the gymnasium, and the electricity had gone out, so one of the teachers stood on a chair holding a single candle to light the room as the children sang. The children sang, and the candle continued to burn. As the candle grew shorter and shorter, the teacher kept adjusting how she held it. Eventually, she had nothing to hold, so using the melting wax, she stuck the candle on the tip of her finger to bring light into the darkness. 

Our purpose for Ukraine was to bring light into their dark world. As it turned out, the innocent faces, sweet voices, and determined spirits of the Ukrainian people brought light into our hearts. 

As the citizens of Ukraine fight for freedom, they continue to bring light into this dark world. Please light a candle pray that the darkness of oppression will not overcome the light, and be a light in the darkness.

The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it. (John 1:15)

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A Norvell Note for February 21, 2022

Vol. 26 No. 08

Are Things Better?

I seem to have more questions than answers. Questions that may or may not have answers. For instance, are things better?

It feels like things are better. It feels like life is getting back to what we once knew as routine. But are things better? 

More people are traveling, but air travel and gas prices are higher than most have ever known. More people are shopping and eating out, yet almost every business you enter is short-handed posts a sign saying, “We’re hiring.”

Churches are open and functioning, but attendance is lower than in years, and people seem to be fine without it. 

Our world is anxious due to the threat of war. There is a new story of hatred, anger, and violence every week. Fires, floods, snowstorms, and tornados are more prevalent than we have ever known. 

Are things better?

I reflect on these words from the Old Testament prophet Jeremiah:

They dress the wound of my people
    as though it were not serious.
‘Peace, peace,’ they say,
    when there is no peace. (Jeremiah 6:13)

Are things better, or are we just so tired of the way things are that we have adopted the philosophy of, “Fake it till you make it?’? 

Last week a very dear friend reminded me of the words on a bracelet I gave him and the one I’ve worn on my right hand for years: “No complaints! No fear! Finish strong!” His message took me back to the reason I had for creating the bracelets in the first place. 

I do not want to live in fear. I do not wish to live in fear of what is happening around me or what might happen in the future to control how I live. I desire to live with confidence and courage, not fear. 

I try not to complain, but sometimes I do. Things pile up, I get stressed, I’m in a hurry, and something blows my plan. The reminder on my wrist challenges me to do better. 

I am trying to finish strong. There are days and nights when I feel finished, but not very strong. There are days when I wonder if I have anything left to offer, and I rely on the truth in these words: “To them God has chosen to make known among the Gentiles the glorious riches of this mystery, which is Christ in you, the hope of glory.” (Colossians 1:27).

Are things better? I don’t know. Are they going to get better? I don’t know. But, I know this, if I can live without fear, restrain from complaining, and focus on finishing strong today, things will be better for me, and maybe that will make things better for a few of those who live within my circle of influence.

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A Norvell Note for February 14, 2022

Vol. 26 No. 07

A Good Friend

Good friends are hard to come by, take time and effort to develop, and are painful to lose. Unfortunately, I lost a good friend last week. 

I met Carlis and Charlotte Tucker while preaching for the Cameron Avenue Church of Christ in Colonial Heights, Virginia. In August 1993, a major tornado came through the area, causing significant damage to Colonial Heights and Petersburg. Shortly after the storm, Carlis and Charlotte started attending our church were (to use Charlotte’s words), “You baptized Carlis and recaptured me.” That began a beautiful friendship that would last for eternity.

Carlis and Charlotte became hospitality personified by opening their home to our family and the church family for the next seven years. They hosted men’s breakfasts, ladies’ events, birthday parties, Easter Egg Hunts, and more homecooked meals than I can remember. Their “veranda” became a refuge filled with love, laughter, tears, encouraging conversation, and always a good cup of coffee.

Sometime after we moved from Virginia, Carlis and Charlotte sold their country home, bought an RV, and traveled all over the United States, making friends and spreading love and kind-heartedness wherever they went. We were grateful when their explorations brought them near us to share a meal and renew our friendship. Our last visit with Carlis was in a Cracker Barrel (of course) in Lubbock over the Christmas holidays. 

Even as a retiree and an immaculate landscaper, Carlis was a hard worker. He was a quiet man but did not hesitate to offer his opinion. At times, I sensed a sadness in Carlis that seemed to come from a feeling of regret that I never completely understood. However, his desire to help others, genuine love, and laughter revealed his true nature. He had a great laugh!

Carlis was never one to seek the limelight, but he was there if there was a fellowship meal to be prepared at church. But, of course, he did it his way, and he did it well. He was willing to help when someone was in need. And he always had a word of encouragement when he sensed someone needed it. 

Carlis loved God our church family, and he loved and encouraged our family. He was a good man and a good friend. I miss him. 

I loved Carlis Tucker. And I love Charlotte. 

A friend loves at all times, and a brother is born for a time of adversity. (Proverbs 17:17)

If you would like to read a few of the particulars of Carlis’ life and share a message with Charlotte, go to the link below. 

Carlis A. Tucker

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A Norvell Note for February 07, 2022

Vol. 26 No. 06

Unplanned Slowdown

Like many people in our area, I spent part of last Thursday sitting in my chair looking out the window at the ice collecting on the grass and trees and listening to the falling sleet. Unfortunately, the icy roads and frigid made travel dangerous, so most altered their work schedules, schools and businesses were closed, and we experienced an unplanned slowdown. 

An unplanned slowdown may be an ice storm, a snowstorm, or a flood. The unplanned slowdown may occur when a family member becomes ill dies. An unplanned slowdown occurs when you get the flu, the power goes out, or the Internet is down. 

An unplanned slowdown can be annoying, frustrating, inconvenient, and distressing. Or, it can be relaxing, inspirational, and refreshing. Like most of life, it depends on our attitude. 

We do not know when another unplanned slowdown will come because they are, well, unplanned. But as sure as we live, there will be another. So the only healthy way I know to survive an unplanned slowdown is by coming to terms and reminding myself that I cannot control what happens, but I can control how I respond to what happens. 

If I get stuck in traffic or forced to wait for another reason, I can spit and spew and cuss and cry. Or, I take a deep breath, listen to my favorite music, call a good friend, or remind myself that: 

God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble.
Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea, though its waters roar and foam and the mountains quake with their surging. Be still, and know that I am God;” (Psalm 46:1,2, 10)

I am not expecting the Lord to wake me in the morning by saying, “Tom, I’m tired. I need you to take over for the day.” So, when another unplanned slowdown comes, I think I will try to be still, enjoy the break, and know God is in control. 

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A Norvell Note for January 31, 2022

Vol. 26 No. 05

You Did it!

“I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith. Now there is in store for me the crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous Judge, will award to me on that day—and not only to me, but also to all who have longed for his appearing.” (2 Timothy 4:7-8)

Kim and I found a spot near the finish line as our daughter, and her best friend ran a Half-Marathon through the streets of Austin. We monitored their pace and location on the app provided by race promoters.

As runners approached the finish line, the announcer called their names and congratulated them. As the runners came to the finish line, some would give one last push as they crossed the line. Others would struggle to take one more step to make it to the finish line. 

As the runners glanced up, they saw the words “Finish Line,” their facial expressions changed dramatically from struggle and pain to relief and joy. “I did it!”  

When we found Laura and Mel, they had these big smiles on their faces and said, “WE DID IT!” Of course, we were very proud and excited for them, but the fact that they weren’t even breathing hard made me feel old. 

They talked about how there were times along to course when they struggled, and there were times they felt the “runner’s high” and could have run all day. But then, it got hard again. Eventually, they reached the point where they realized the end was in sight, friends and families cheered for them, and they could see the finish line. 

That’s when the words above came to mind, “I have fought the fight. I finished the race!” 

As I reflect on these two young ladies reaching their goals, these thoughts come to mind. 

When people we love move toward the end of their lives, I hope we can be with them as they get a glimpse of the finish line and celebrate for them and with them. If you are with them as that time approaches, you may see a change in their facial expression as they realize they will make it. Celebrate with them and say, “You did it!”

Our workdays sometimes feel like a test of our endurance. Another phone call, one more email, one more unnecessary question might send you over the edge. But, then, you see that the clock is moving, and the day is almost over, and you say, “I did it!” 

Life itself gets us down and wears us out, and we wonder what else can go wrong. There are times when you want to quit. But you don’t because you know people are cheering for you at the finish line. So keep your eyes on the finish line, and shout, “I did it!”

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A Norvell Note for January 24, 2022

Vol. 26 No. 04

Plans. What Plans?

You’ve probably heard the saying, “Want to make God laugh? Tell Him your plans.” If that’s true, God must get a real kick out of me. 

I planned to play basketball for the Boston Celtics when I was growing up. No doubt God chuckled. Little did I know how big, fast, strong, and talented you must be to play in college, not to mention the National Basketball Association. 

When I started college, I planned to be a pharmacist. Why? Because I had a couple from the church I attended in high school, he was a pharmacist, lived in a lovely home, and seemed to have a good life. God giggled. Little did I know being a pharmacist involved studying chemistry, zoology, and so much other stuff that I could not handle. 

I laugh also. 

I could fill several pages of single-spaced, 12-point font plans that certainly made God laugh, and me to be grateful that those plans never came to pass. However, the list has grown considerably over the last two years. So, I’ve changed how I plan. 

For the most part, I now make plans one day at a time. Sometimes a half-day at a time. Sometimes an hour at a time. I’m getting better at tolerating interruptions. I’m learning to look for blessings when the plan changes. I remember that God’s ways are higher than mine, and His thoughts are not my thoughts. And I’m trying to be at peace with that and live in the moment.

“As the heavens are higher than the earth, 

so are my ways higher than your ways 

and my thoughts than your thoughts.

As the rain and the snow 

come down from heaven, 

and do not return to it

without watering the earth 

and making it bud and flourish, 

so that it yields seed for the sower and bread for the eater,

so is my word that goes out from my mouth: 

It will not return to me empty, 

but will accomplish what I desire 

and achieve the purpose for which I sent it.”    (Isaiah 55:9 – 11)

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A Norvell Note for January 17, 2022

Vol. 26 No. 03

Creative Communication

Interpersonal communication is difficult when conditions are ideal. The pandemic, social distancing, and the wearing of masks make it even more challenging. Masks silence our voices. Masks hide our facial expressions. Our mouths are covered. It is difficult, but we can communicate.

Consider these words from For the One.

Help me to love with open arms

Like You do

A love that erases all the lines

And sees the truth

Oh, that when they look in my eyes

They would see You

Even in just a smile, they would feel the

Father’s love

Our options may be limited, but we can communicate His love.

We love with open arms. We may be limited or hesitant to touch another human physically, but we can demonstrate God’s love by accepting and being receptive to people. We can open our arms and pretend to hug from a safe distance. We can listen to them with an open mind and heart.

We can erase the lines that divide us. With or without, masks lines have been drawn. In some cases, the mask has become the line. Jesus erased all the lines. He welcomes all people. If we are following Jesus, we erase lines that divide us.

We can love with our eyes. Our eyes can speak volumes. If we look closely and intently, we can often tell if a person is happy, sad, bored, or disgusted. With our eyes, we can speak to others. Let our eyes reveal our love and God’s love to those we see.

We can express love with our smiles. Communicating from behind a mask may mean our smiles need to be bigger, brighter, and bolder. Even if our smiles are not visible, our eyes can reveal our feelings.

During these stressful times, the people around us need to experience God’s love as much as ever. Because our ability to communicate is limited, we must be creative to overcome the obstacles so people can see and feel God’s love in and through us.

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A Norvell Note for January 10, 2022

Vol. 26 No. 02

Opportunities Will Come

On a lazy, relaxed, drizzly Saturday morning, I scanned through images on social media and reflected on the week that had just passed. Both have reminded me of people I love, places I have visited, experiences I have had, and some things I might like to do. The year behind, the year ahead, and today. 

I see photos of young people and college students who now have families of their own, and many are caring for their aged parents. 

I see images of friends enjoying vacations, describing their latest move, celebrating their children’s achievements, posing with their grandchildren, and scarfing down food at their favorite restaurants.

I read stories of family members celebrating birthdays and anniversaries, holding memorials for loved ones, posting pictures of our ancestors, and sharing childhood memories. 

It’s easy to hang out too long in what was and what might be, but eventually, we must come back to where we are.

A New Year comes with built-in expectations of being better at the end of the year than we are at the beginning. That doesn’t happen all at once. It happens over time by taking advantage of opportunities as they come. Consider these examples. 

You will have an opportunity to encourage someone today. Don’t miss the opportunity. 

But encourage one another daily, as long as it is called “Today,” so that none of you may be hardened by sin’s deceitfulness. (Hebrews 3:13, NIV)

You will have an opportunity, maybe more than one, to treat someone, not in your immediate community with kindness. Don’t miss the opportunity. 

Be wise in the way you act toward outsiders; make the most of every opportunity. (Colossians 4:5, NIV)

You will have an opportunity to do good to everyone you interact with today. So don’t miss the opportunity. 

Therefore, as we have the opportunity, let us do good to all people, especially to those who belong to the family of believers. (Galatians 6:10, NIV)

You will have the opportunity to live wisely today. Make the most of that opportunity.

Be very careful, then, how you live—not as unwise but as wise, making the most of every opportunity, because the days are evil. Therefore do not be foolish, but understand what the Lord’s will is. (Ephesians 5:15-17, NIV)

Are you hoping to be a better person a year from now than you are today? You can be, and you may help others to be better along the way. So take advantage of the opportunities. 

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A Norvell Note for January 3, 2022

Vol. 26 No. 01

Here We Go Again

I wrote this at the end of 2020. 

“Here’s the plan. When the clock strikes midnight on December 31, 2020 (that’s tonight), everything that has been wrong with this year will be made right.”

So much for being able to predict the future. 

Here we go again. The year ended with as much confusion and chaos as it began. The new year starts with more of the same. So, how will we do it again?

Be as calm as possible. We are stressed and anxious and often afraid. It would be easy to panic. It would be easy to lose our composure. Be as calm as possible and help other people to remain calm. “Fools give full vent to their rage, but the wise bring calm in the end.” (Proverbs 29: 11)

Be as patient as possible. We hear that a lot, don’t we? Being patient is not easy for any of us under the best circumstances. Being patient as we move into the second year of a pandemic seems unreasonable. We’re tired of the restrictions. We’re tired of people being sick and dying. We’re tired of masks, vaccinations, and waiting in line. But we’re not through it, so let’s be as patient as possible. Be patient with others and with ourselves. “I waited patiently for the Lord; he turned to me and heard my cry.” (Psalm 40:1)

Be as kind as possible. Be kind to your medical caregivers. Be kind to those who serve you. They are stressed, over-worked, under-appreciated, under-staffed. They need your appreciation. They need your understanding, and they need your kindness. Don’t forget to be kind to yourself. You are probably feeling stressed, maybe feeling over-worked, under-appreciated, and maybe doing the work of two or three people. Be kind to yourself and others. “Be kind and compassionate to one another, forgiving each other, just as in Christ God forgave you.” (Ephesians 4:32)

Be as gentle as possible. We all need a little gentleness. Be gentle with yourself, your spouse, your children, parents, friends, and your team. I am reminded of these words, “Let your gentleness be evident to all. The Lord is near” (Philippians 4:5) .“The Lord is near. Let your gentleness be evident to all.”

Two years ago, we had no idea that we would still be experiencing the disruption to what we once called normal, but here we are. The longer this goes on, the more likely we will get frustrated, angry, confused, and on the verge of losing it and exploding at someone. When it happens, try to calm yourself, be as patient as possible, be kind and gentle with others and yourself. 

God is still with us. “God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble.” (Psalm 46:1)

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A Norvell Note for December 20, 2021

Vol. 24 No. 50

Endure

The anticipation for Christmas begins months before December 25. For some, the anticipation for next Christmas starts on December 25 as soon the gifts are opened. The roller coaster of emotion surrounding Christmas begins, builds, becomes more intense until it peaks on Christmas morning, and within a few minutes, it’s over. 

Even under ideal circumstances, the Christmas season could be a template for life. 

We have a dream. The dream begins to grow. With the passing of each milestone, the anticipation builds. It is like a low section on the roller coaster track when you fail to reach a goal. In these challenging times, it is easy to get discouraged and depressed. However, it’s the belief that better times, and better things, will come that keeps us going through the low times when progress is slow. 

Some might say these cycles of ups and downs make life exciting. Others might prefer that life move along on a more consistent and even keel. I’ve not known life to be such a smooth journey.

So how do we manage it? How do we navigate the ups and downs and the ins and outs as we look forward to the day when dreams come true? And what do we do when we realize the downturn will not go back up? What do you do when you realize the plan will not work and the prayer will be unanswered? 

I wish I could offer the perfect after-Christmas end-of-the-year sure-fire plan of action to adopt as a New Year’s resolution, but I can’t. So all I can offer is to say persevere. 

Not only so, but we also glory in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character, hope. And hope does not put us to shame, because God’s love has been poured out into our hearts through the Holy Spirit, who has been given to us. (Romans 5:3-5, NIV)

Persevere. 

So much of life involves the process of endurance. They are enduring another day alone and enduring another night without goodnight hugs. You much survive another holiday with an empty place at the table. You are enduring the pain, the heartbreak, and the emptiness. You must endure the sadness and the loneliness. 

You when endure all you can, and you get to the end of your day and say, “I did it.” Let that be enough. Rest well, knowing you have done the best you can. 

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A Norvell Note for December 20, 2021

Vol. 24 No. 49

God Is With Us

‘Listen! The virgin shall conceive a child! She shall give birth to a Son, and he shall be called “Emmanuel” (meaning “God is with us”).’”

It was a simple pronouncement of only four words (or three in other translations). “God is with us.” But what powerful words they were. After centuries of confusion and questioning the silence, the angel from God that, “God is with us.” 

When the baby was born, assurance came to all the world that we are never alone. God is with us. God is always with us. 

No matter where we are or what we are doing, God is with us.

God was with us even before we were aware of our existence. (Psalm 139)

When life is going well, God is with us. 

When we are confused and questioning the silence of God, He is with us. 

When we struggle to find focus and direction, God is with us. 

May I encourage you to take these four words and make them personal? These words are not a one-time announcement of the arrival of the King for the world. God gave us you, me, all of us. 

These words are to comfort you when your heart is breaking. The phrase, God is with us, provides strength to walk through the dark valley of death. The words calm us when it appears that our world is crumbling around us. These are the words that help us get out of bed in the morning when we’d prefer to pull the covers over our heads because we are too sad and depressed to put our feet on the floor. 

These are words not just for this season but also for every season. So, as you go through this week, the highs and lows, make sure these four words are a regular part of your conversation. Make them a consistent part of your mediation and reflections. 

God is with us. 

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A Norvell Note for December 13, 2021

Vol. 24 No. 48

December 10, 2021

On September 10, we said goodbye to Norah Lee. She was seven years old. That was three months ago. 

On December 10 in 1964, we said goodbye and buried my mother. She was forty-four years old. That was fifty-seven years ago. 

I realized a long time ago that my emotions take a nosedive every year just before or on December 8. So if I’m thinking clearly, I will remember it’s coming and prepare as much as possible to feel a little blue, some years very low-spirited, and experience some level of depression. 

This year was no different. I kept an eye on the calendar. The emotions came as expected, and then came Friday the 10^th. Memories flooded my soul—images of my childhood and those of my granddaughter. 

I was sinking lower and lower until I thought about them being in heaven. Of course, I do not claim to know what heaven is or is not like, but I saw them sitting together on a bench by a peaceful stream in my imagination. Norah looked up at my mother, and my mother looked down at her. They were holding hands and smiling. 

I found peace as I sat quietly with those thoughts. 

I take comfort in these words. 

Then I saw “a new heaven and a new earth,” for the first heaven and the first earth had passed away, and there was no longer any sea. I saw the Holy City, the new Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God, prepared as a bride beautifully dressed for her husband. And I heard a loud voice from the throne saying, “Look! God’s dwelling place is now among the people, and he will dwell with them. They will be his people, and God himself will be with them and be their God. ‘He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death’ or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.” (Revelation 21:1-4)

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A Norvell Note for November 22, 2021

Vol. 24 No. 46

Sometimes It’s Hard to Be Thankful

During my visits with the people under my care last week, I read Psalms of Thanksgiving. My reasoning was simple: It’s almost Thanksgiving. If I read these Psalms, they will remember all the reasons they should be thankful. However, after each visit and as the week ended, I realized that my explanation might have instead been to remember the reasons I have to be thankful because sometimes it is hard to be thankful. 

Speaking only for me, sometimes it is hard to be thankful. The seasons of un-thankfulness are rare but real. 

Sometimes it’s hard to be thankful for the many warm days and blue skies of Texas when I miss the cooler, colorful and rainy days of Autumn in Tennessee and Virginia. Sometimes it’s hard, but I’m learning to be thankful for the light sweater weather of this Texas Autumn, and as I walked recently, the temperature was lower than usual, overcast, and I did see a yellow leaf. 

Sometimes it’s hard to be thankful for all the freedoms we have in America when I see the abuses of our liberties and injustices suffered by so many simply because of the color of their skin, their spiritual beliefs and practices, and how they choose to identify themselves. Sometimes it is hard, but I am thankful I have the freedom to speak and write and maybe bring about some small change. 

Sometimes it’s hard to be thankful for the seven years and seven months we had with Norah when I know she won’t be with us at the table on Thanksgiving Day or Christmas morning. Sometimes it’s hard, but I’m trying to be thankful for the seven years and seven months. 

Sometimes it’s hard to be thankful and say, “This is the day the Lord has made. I will rejoice and be glad in it” when I try to relive the past or try to leap into the future.” Sometimes it’s hard, but I’m trying every day to live in the moment.

I ended some of my visits by reading Psalm 136, where the writer lists reasons for being thankful and follows each statement with His faithfulness endures forever. Or, as The Message reads, “His love never quits.”

Sometimes it’s hard to be thankful, but when I take a moment to be still and know that God is God and His love never quits, the feelings of gratitude return, and I give thanks to the Lord, for He is good.

May your week be filled with reminders of God’s goodness and that His love never quits. 

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A Norvell Note for November 15, 2021Vol. 24 No. 45 

When You Do Speak

There is a time to be silent, and yes, there is a time to speak. But, when you do talk, here are a few things to consider, which come from Ephesians 4:29, when the New Testament writer, Paul, shared his guidelines for living the Christian life. 

Do not let any unwholesome talk come out of your mouths, but only what is helpful for building others up according to their needs, that it may benefit those who listen. (NIV)

Watch the way you talk. Let nothing foul or dirty come out of your mouth. Say only what helps, each word a gift. (The Message)

Let no evil talk come out of your mouths, but only what is useful for building up, as there is need, so that your words may give grace to those who hear. (NRSV)

Think about what you are going to say.

For many years when I read these words, I assumed the writer was saying, “Quit your cussin’ and don’t tell dirty jokes!” I have come to understand that there is a deeper meaning. Many words and expressions can be more destructive and damaging than curse words, such as hate, harmful, judgmental, abusive, and useless language. Read what you have typed out loud before hitting send on that text, email, or social media post. Do you want to say that? Before you drop that angry letter in the mail slot at the Post Office (Do you remember where the Post Office is?), read it out loud. Do you want to send it? Think about what you are going to say before you say them.

Think about your purpose for speaking. 

The text says: “but only what is helpful for building others up according to their needs, that it may benefit those who listen.” Are you trying to say something helpful for those who listen? If not, why say it? Are you speaking to impress people or build them up? If so, be quiet. Just because you want to say something does not mean you should say it. Think about your purpose.

My intent for writing is not to shut anyone down or keep anyone from talking. Instead, my purpose is to say things and encourage others to say something worth hearing.

Let’s use our voices for good. Let’s think about what we are saying and why we are saying it.

Father, whether we are speaking to our spouse or partner, children or parents, employer or employee or co-worker, student or teacher, stranger or friend, or self, give us words that help and build up, then remind us to use those words.  

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A Norvell Note for November 8, 2021

Vol. 24 No. 44

A Time to Be Silent

There is a time for everything,
    and a season for every activity under the heavens:
      a time to be born and a time to die,
    a time to plant and a time to uproot,
      a time to kill and a time to heal,
    a time to tear down and a time to build, 
      a time to weep and a time to laugh,
    a time to mourn and a time to dance,
      a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
    a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,
      a time to search and a time to give up,
    a time to keep and a time to throw away,
      a time to tear and a time to mend,
    a time to be silent and a time to speak,
      a time to love and a time to hate,
    a time for war and a time for peace.

The wisest of men said, “There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens:” As I reflect on each season (with one exception), I think, “Been there. Done that. And I am weary.” 

The statement that appeals most during this season is “there is a time to be silent.” 

The wisest of men later said, “A dream comes when there are many cares, and many words mark the speech of a fool.” 

He also said, “Much dreaming and many words are meaningless. Therefore fear God. (Ecclesiastes 5:3,7)

During this season, I have often said, read, and heard, “There are no words.” And yet, I search for words. 

Sometimes, when I listen to those who claim to have the answers to what ails the world and troubles the soul, I wish they would move into a season of silence.

Some radio and television talk show hosts and podcasters would do well to be silent and let their guests speak.

Silence is what is needed when in the presence of the Lord. Silence is appropriate when comforting a friend or family member standing near the bed of one struggling to breathe. Silence is better when with one who is grieving and preferred when attending a concert. 

Though I may wish for silence from others, the silence most needed is my own. 

Yes, there is a time to speak, but I find that being silent is often the better choice. 

In my search for words, I find peace in being silent. 

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A Norvell Note for November 1, 2021

Vol. 24 No. 43

Serenity

God grant me the serenity

to accept the things I cannot change,

the courage to change

the things that I can,

and the wisdom to know the difference.

Most of the frustration, disappointment, discouragement, and anger I experience result from trying to change the things that I cannot change. So here is my partial list of things I cannot change: People. The past. Life events. Weather. Who lives or who dies. Other people’s attitudes, actions, words, or thoughts. People (Oh, I already mentioned people).

The longer I live, the longer my list.

The list of things I can change is much shorter: Me.  

I can adjust my attitude, actions, words, thoughts, how I treat people, how I respond to other people, how I react to life events, and how I arrange the furniture in my study.

I can change myself.

Just in case you have similar lists tucked away in the back of your mind, here are a few attitudes I need to apply as I begin to change myself. Maybe these will help you too.

Be kind to yourself. Change is hard. Some changes take time. If I mess up, I need to forgive myself (not make excuses) and start over. I am my worst critic.

Trust God to help you make the changes. I must trust God to help me accept the things that I cannot change, to change the things that I can change, and the wisdom to know the difference. Trusting God is the key to everything. As we used to sing, “Without Him, I can do nothing.”

Ask for help when I need it. I am not very good at this. I tend to think that I can, or should be able, to handle anything that comes my way. I have learned and trying to accept that sometimes I need help. That word trust shows up again. I must trust that it is okay to ask for help.

Repeat this prayer often.

God grant me the serenity

to accept the things I cannot change,

the courage to change

the things that I can,

and the wisdom to know the difference.

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A Norvell Note for October 25, 2021

Vol. 24 No. 42

Peace Be With You.

I opened my journal and wrote, “Father, I am listening.”

I turned to my reading for the day, and He responded, “Peace be with you.” (John 20:21)

I took that phrase, inhaled deeply, and exhaled, saying, “Peace be with you.” I repeated the simple exercise multiple times throughout the day.

What did I learn from this simple mediation?

A meditative pause is healthy. Pausing for meditation throughout the day calms my spirit, heart, head, and body. It works if I am in traffic, eating a meal, drinking a cup of coffee, or taking a walk.

Peace is possible. Even amid chaos and crisis, moments of peace is achievable. The pause can be brief and may not last long, but even a momentary pause makes a difference.

God wants me to have peace. He is the initiator of peace. He modeled peaceful pauses, is the giver of peace, and knows I need these moments of relaxation.

God’s peace is more than just being quiet. His peace involves trust. His peace leads to wholeness. His peace reminds us that we are not alone.

When Jesus spoke these four words, His followers were trying to process His death, then His return. They were about to move into the most incredible adventure of their lives. Jesus knew they needed His presence and peace.

On any given day, we may face death and unimaginable heartache. He responds with, “Peace be with you.” Accept it. Embrace it.

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A Norvell Note for October 18, 2021Vol. 24 No. 41 

I Know You Are Near

Lord, I know You are near because Your word says, “The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.” (Psalm 34:18, NIV)

I may not always feel Your presence in a meaningful way, but I know You are near.

I cannot always hear Your voice with other voices telling me what to think, what to do, how to feel, and what to say. But I know You are near. 

I do not always understand what You are saying to me or what lesson You want me to learn from this experience, but I know You are near. 

I am not always aware of what You are doing behind the scenes or why you are doing it, but I know You are near. 

I do not always want to pray, but when I do pray, You find ways to assure me that You are near.

You do not always answer my prayers as quickly as I want You to, or the way I want You to, but You find ways to remind me that You are near. 

I often do not understand why you do what You do, and I don’t always like it, but I always know You are near. 

I marvel at Your love. Your blessings humble me, and I am thankful that you are near.

Lord, I know You are near because Your word says, “The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.” (Psalm 34:18, NIV)

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A Norvell Note for the week of October 11, 2021

Vol. 24 No. 40

No Longer a Big Deal

When all this started, I wrote Everything Just Changed. Five months later, one of the many things that have changed is that some things do not matter as much as they once did. Let me offer a few examples.

Having car trouble can be very frustrating, but car trouble does not seem like such a big deal anymore.

The outcome of a sporting event was once a big deal. Whether my team wins or loses is no longer such a big deal.

Getting to see the latest blocker buster movie as soon as it hits the theater is no longer a big deal.

Being one of the first to get the latest technology device was once important to me. However, it doesn’t seem worth getting upset about today.

Knowing the inside scoop on a favorite celebrity might seem significant to some people. But, unfortunately, or fortunately, it seems trivial to me now.

Winning or losing an argument might have given me satisfaction at one point, but not anymore.

Staying up to date on a favorite television show once seemed like a big deal. It’s not a big deal anymore.

Many things once seemed worth making a mountain out of a molehill. Fortunately, there aren’t many molehills worth getting upset about anymore.

Oh, don’t get me wrong or give me too much credit for being enlightened or spiritually advanced. There are still things that I still find very important and consider big deals.

Spending time with my family is a bigger deal now than ever before. It has always been crucial, but more so now.

Reminding my children and grandchildren that I love them and am exceedingly proud of them is now a bigger deal than ever.

Staying in touch with and spending as much time with my extended family is more important now than it has ever been.

Communicating with friends who live far away has always been very important to me, but it’s even more critical now. If you are waiting for a call from me, please understand that it is also difficult and very emotional to do right now. I will call. I promise.

Being good of a husband, dad, and Papa, has always been near the top of my list of priorities. However, it seems to be essential now.

These teachings seem more important now.

My command is this: Love each other as I have loved you. (John 15:12 NIV)

 But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, forbearance, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control. Against such things there is no law. (Galatians 5:22-23, NIV)

Some things are not as big of a deal to me as they once were.  Some things are more of a big deal than ever.  

Lord, help me be who I need to be, do what I need to do, and let that be enough.

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A Norvell Note for October 4, 2021

Vol. 24 No. 39

Get Back Up

In this video LE MOULIN JAUNE the dancer starts climbing a flight of stairs, he falls off onto a trampoline, then bounces back up onto the stairs, he falls, leaps up, he falls, and he bounces back up. The dancer reminds us of an important life lesson we learn early: when you fall, you get back up.

When a child is learning to, she falls a lot. Our parents would gleefully say, “Uh oh. Try again. Hop up. You can do it. Keep trying.”

When we first started learning to ride a bike, we crashed more than we cruised. Whoever was helping us would cheer us on with words like: “Ooooh. You almost had it. Try it again.”

Learning a new skill involves trying and failing and trying again.

Any great artist will likely tell you how they tried and tried and tried before they mastered their craft. Likewise, athletes, musicians, writers, public speakers, singers, medical professionals, public servants, and anyone who has ever struggled to achieve their dream have two things in common: they failed a lot and always got up and tried again.

Falling and failing are not fatal. Not getting up can be. Every remarkable comeback is a story of an individual or team who did not quit.

Living as a Jesus Follower is no exception. We try, we fail, we try again. We grow, we fall, we get back up.

We are pressed on every side by troubles, but we are not crushed. We are perplexed, but not driven to despair. ⁹ We are hunted down, but never abandoned by God. We get knocked down, but we are not destroyed.¹⁰ Through suffering, our bodies continue to share in the death of Jesus so that the life of Jesus may also be seen in our bodies. (2 Corinthians 4:8-10, NLT)

There are times when the dancer in the video struggles to reach his goal. Each bounce propels him a little bit higher until he finally reaches the top. That’s what we must do. Keep trying. When you fall, keep bouncing back up.

There will be times when you don’t feel like getting up. There will be times when you don’t want to get back up. There will be times when you are not sure you can get back up. Please, please, please get back up anyway.

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A Norvell Note for September 27, 2021

Vol. 24 No. 38

My Help

 I lift up my eyes to the mountains—
    where does my help come from?
² My help comes from the Lord,
    the Maker of heaven and earth. (Psalm 121:1-2)

When I am sad and can’t see the joy around me, my help comes from the Lord.

When I am afraid, my help comes from the Lord.

When I am tired and needing strength for the day, my help comes from the Lord.

When I am confused and don’t know which way to turn, my help comes from the Lord.

When I have no words, my help comes from the Lord.

When I want to speak but need to be silent, my help comes from the Lord.

When I can’t sleep, my help comes from the Lord.

When I am searching for answers, my help comes from the Lord.

When I am weak, my help comes from the Lord.

When I am strong and think I am strong enough on my own, my help comes from the Lord.

When I fail, my help comes from the Lord.

When I feel like a loser, my help comes from the Lord.

When I am successful, my help comes from the Lord.

When I overthink myself, my help comes from the Lord.

When I think too little of myself, my help comes from the Lord.

When I don’t think I am not blessed enough, my help comes from the Lord.

When I realize how blessed I am, my help comes from the Lord.

When I think about my sinfulness, my help comes from the Lord.

When I think about God’s forgiveness, my help comes from the Lord.

There are a lot of things I don’t know and a lot of questions I cannot answer but I can answer the question of where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord, the Maker of heaven and earth

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A Norvell Note for September 13, 2021

Vol. 24 No. 36

Dear Norah

Dear Norah,

You changed my life forever when you were born. The first time I held you in my arms, I said: “Hi Norah. I’m so glad you are here. I love you.” I never wanted you to doubt that I loved you.

Of course, God’s love for you and your love for Him was most important. But somehow, I think you knew that before you took your first breath. Then, you came into the world surrounded by love and filled with the love that can only come from God. We saw it, and we felt it.

For me, the most painful of all emotions is being unable to express my love to those God has entrusted me to love. When, for whatever reason, I can’t, my heart feels like it is going to explode. So, Norah, I’m writing this now to tell you again, “I love you.”

I said it hundreds, probably thousands of times, in your short seven years and seven months of life. “I love you, Norah.” And, you always responded with, “I love you, Papa.” Sometimes you’d say it first. We said it, and we knew it.

We said those words when I would be leaving your house, and when you were in the car strapped into your car seat and your parents were ready to leave our house, but you would want to say it one more time. We whispered those words as you went to sleep, or we were taking a walk, and while sitting in the shade of our backyard. Sometimes just out of the blue, you’d say: “I love you, Papa.” And I’d say, “I love you too, Norah.”

Over the last four months, the words “I love you” have been spoken to you by more people than we can count. The words were whispered in your ear. They were shared over a FaceTime screen. Love for you was expressed in gifts, notes, cards, and pieces of artwork. The words came to assure you of our love for you and as a prayer of thanksgiving for the gift God gave us in You. If you were able, you answered with, “I love you, too.” You seemed to want to assure us that we, too, were loved.

Norah, I will miss your many questions and wanting to know how things worked and why. I will miss your “Highs and Lows” at the dinner table. I will miss your hugs. I will miss the intensity with which you approached everything you did. I will miss watching you play and dance and run, ride horses and swim. I will miss hearing you sing “How Great Thou Art.” I will miss taking walks with you. I will miss hearing you say, “I love you, Papa.”

But, more than anything else, I will miss saying, “I love you, Norah.”

Papa

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A Norvell Note for September 6, 2021

Vol. 24 No. 35

The Brevity of Life

I’m praying for wisdom.

Teach us to number our days,
    that we may gain a heart of wisdom. (Psalm 90:12, NIV)

Teach us to realize the brevity of life,
    so that we may grow in wisdom. (Psalm 90:12, NLT)

In previous days when I’ve read these words, I usually have paused to reflect on my life, how I have lived, how I am living, and how I need and want to live.

As I read them now, I go through a similar reflective process, but I also ask: when will we get it?

If going through a pandemic, and now a second phase of what may be even worse than the first, does not make us number our days and gain wisdom, what will?

If seeing the suffering people are experiencing due to hurricanes and floods does not cause us to realize how brief life is and gain wisdom, what will?

If seeing the stories of families struggling to escape the dangers from terrorist attacks on their homeland does not cause us to seek wisdom by number our days, what will?

If seeing out-of-control forest fires consume thousands of acres of forest, homes, towns, and everything in their path does not cause us to number our days and gain wisdom, what will?

If living through the horror of watching a loved one’s body ravaged by an incurable disease does not cause us to wake up to the brevity of life and gain a heart of wisdom, what will?

What is it going to take?

When will we understand how important it is to number our days, consider how we live so that we can gain the wisdom to live?

Lord, I long for a heart of wisdom to live with gentleness and courage during these short days on this earth and help others live with wisdom during these troubling times.

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A Norvell Note for August 30, 2021

Vol. 24 No. 34

What Good Will Come

“And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.” (Romans 8:28)

Lord, I know You are good, I know you are kind, I know You are loving, and I know that somehow You use everything that happens, good or bad, for good as You shape me into the image of Your Son Jesus.

I know this is true. I’ve preached it, I’ve taught it, I’ve written about it. I believe it.

I’ve experienced it.

I have watched You use unbelievably confusing situations as opportunities for growth and more profound clarity.

I have been surprised by unimaginable blessings and watched You use them to create a greater appreciation for Your kindness and mercy.

And, I have seen You use the worst and most tragic events to change lives and inspire people to use their resources to improve the world.

I have seen You (as a dear family friend loves to say) turn messes into messages.

I have long loved the statement I first heard from Charles Swindoll, “We are all faced with a series of great opportunities brilliantly disguised as impossible situations.”

Because of what I have seen, heard, and experienced, my faith in You is strong, Lord, but I am baffled by how You will use what we are going through right now for good. My vision is too limited to see beyond these difficult times. My spirit is too low to conceive what good will come from our broken hearts.

I don’t see how. I don’t understand why. But, Lord, I know You are good, I know You are kind, I know You are loving, and I long to what you are doing in this.

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A Norvell Note for August 23, 2021

Vol. 24 No. 33

Always With Me

The longer I live, the more confident I am that the Lord meant it when God said, “Never will I leave you; never will I forsake you.”

He was with me when I was young and suffered losses in my family that did not make sense.

He was with me as a young man when I made decisions about marriage and ministry.

When I became a dad and wondered if I was up for the task, He was with me.

Through my successes and all my failures, He has been with me and has never forsaken me.

He has always been with me. He has never forsaken me.

I do not recall when I did not sense His presence or doubted His active involvement in my life. But, oh, there are times when I do not understand His ways. There were, and still are, times when I question the path and where it might lead. There are days when I wonder how much more I can handle, but then He does something, I read something, or some unexpected blessing appears seemingly out of nowhere, and I see that He is with me.

Now, as I walk through this darkest of valleys with my family, I know He is with me. He is with us. He will help us. He will give us strength to endure the days and make it through the long, difficult nights. He is with us, He has always been with us, and He will always be with us.

I don’t know why, and I don’t know how, but I know He is with us and will make His presence known. Of this, I am convinced.

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A Norvell Note for August 16, 2021

Vol. 24 No. 32

No Words

I have no words.

I have more thoughts than I can arrange, more feelings than I can contain, and more emotions than I express.

But I have no words.

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A Norvell Note for August 9, 2021

Vol. 24 No. 31

Being Still Is Hard

“He says, “Be still, and know that I am God;
    I will be exalted among the nations,
    I will be exalted in the earth.” (Psalm 46:10, NIV)

Listen

Lord, I hear You. I know You are God. I know that during the political and worldly chaos that existed when You spoke those words, and amid the political and temporal chaos in our time, You are with us, and You are God. I’ve read these words thousands of times, and I look at the framed version of this verse that hangs on my wall almost daily. I know You are God. I know You are in control.

Lord, I hear You, and I trust You, but being still is the last thing I want to do right now.

Lord, I want to do something. I want to say something. I want to fix things. I want to take away the pain and suffering. I want to make things better. I hear You, but being still is hard right now. I suppose that’s why You want me to be still.

“Step out of the traffic! Take a long,
    loving look at me, your High God,
    above politics, above everything.” (Psalm 46:10, The Message)

If I’m saying and doing and fixing, then I have not stepped out of the traffic and not taking a long, loving look at You. But it feels like this: “Oh, imagine yourself in a building, up in flames being told to stand still.” (Sara Bareilles and John Legend)

I know that my power and strength come when I am still and present now. I know that when You tell me to be still, it is for my good, so I am trying to be still and keep my eyes, mind, and heart focused on You.

I’m trying, Lord, but right now, being still is hard.

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A Norvell Note for August 2, 2021

Vol. 24 No. 30

Now You Wait

Now you wait.

These may be some of the least favorite words we ever say or hear.

You rush to get to your appointment; you feverishly make it just in time, only to learn that they are running behind. So, now you wait.

You have been driving all day and ready to get to your hotel when you see brake lights up ahead, and the GPS says, “There is a 25-minute delay up ahead.” Now you wait.

Your meeting begins at 10:00 AM. You shuffle your appointments to make the meeting. You and the rest of the team arrive when you learn that the person in charge is on a phone call. Now you wait.

You are in your car and headed to the airport a little to pick up your friends when you learn the flight will is late. Now you wait.

You are tired, your kids are tired and cranky, and you are all hungry. So you order your food now you wait.

Your team is winning the game, and you are ready to celebrate when there is a long delay to review a play. Now you wait.

You endure another series of grueling tests, the results go to the lab, and now you wait.

Waiting is an inevitable part of life. We wait to be seated at restaurants. We wait for calls. We wait for responses. We wait for news. We wait for the waiting to end.

Waiting is almost always a challenge. We have plans, we have hopes, and we have dreams we wait to come true. We wait for questions to be answered. We wait for answers to our prayers. Waiting can crush us if we allow it. “Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but a longing fulfilled is a tree of life.” (Proverbs 13:12)

Waiting can also remind us of our hope for seeing the goodness of the Lord.

I remain confident of this:
    I will see the goodness of the Lord
    in the land of the living.
Wait for the Lord;
    be strong and take heart
    and wait for the Lord. (Psalm 27:13-14)

Waiting can assure that our hope is in the Lord, and He will renew our strength. We will eventually run and not go weary, and we will walk and not be faint.

Do you not know?
    Have you not heard?
The Lord is the everlasting God,
    the Creator of the ends of the earth.
He will not grow tired or weary,
    and his understanding no one can fathom.
²⁹ He gives strength to the weary
    and increases the power of the weak.
³⁰ Even youths grow tired and weary,
    and young men stumble and fall;
³¹ but those who hope (wait) in the Lord
    will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like eagles;
    they will run and not grow weary,
    they will walk and not be faint. (Isaiah 40:28-31)

Now we wait and our hope in the Lord.

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A Norvell Note for July 26, 2021

Vol. 24 No. 29

 I Don’t Know How to Do This

Lord, I don’t know how to do this.

I am confident and self-assured when facing most of life’s events, but I don’t know how to do this. I trust You, and I know that You are aware of the pain, the confusion and that I don’t know how to do this.

I know how to take deep breaths to calm my mind and soul to help prepare me for whatever might come at me during the day. I know how to spend time in the Word to help keep me focused on how I should live.

I know how to work hard, and I know when to take a break. I know how to take care of myself and, to some degree, take care of others. But, Lord, I don’t know how to do this.

I am blessed richly and humbled by the opportunities and the abilities to serve people in the name of Jesus in ways I never imagined. But this is different, and I don’t know how to do it.

I trust you when you say, “If any of you lacks wisdom, you should ask God, who gives generously to all without finding fault, and it will be given to you.” (James 1:5)

I’m asking for wisdom, Lord, to do what I don’t know how to do.

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A Norvell Note for July 19, 2021

Vol. 24 No. 28

I Didn’t Expect This

From blessings to trials, we may evaluate our lives by how we deal with the unexpected. 

I didn’t expect to enjoy college so much.

I didn’t expect to fall in love. 

I didn’t expect to get a call from seeing my friend at the game.

I didn’t expect to win the award.

I didn’t expect to love my children so much. 

I didn’t expect this to hurt so much.

I didn’t expect the job offer. 

I didn’t expect to miss my friends so much. 

I didn’t expect to enjoy that movie so much. 

I didn’t expect to be in so much pain after my surgery. 

I didn’t expect the recovery to be so complicated and take so long. 

I didn’t expect anything like this to happen to our family. 

I didn’t expect people to respond with such an outpouring of love and kindness.

We must be careful when we receive an unexpected blessing that we do not believe we deserve the gift. Also, when we experience a shocking trial, we must not entertain the idea that we deserve it. 

The key to dealing with the unexpected events in our lives, whether blessings or trials, is the same: with graciousness and humility. 

When the unexpected is a trial of unparalleled proportions, accept them with humility and graciousness. “Humble yourself in the sight of the Lord, and He will lift you up.” (James 4:10)

When the unexpected is a blessing of unimaginable magnitude, “Because of the Lord’s great love we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness.” (Lamentations 3:22-23)

We have no control over the unexpected events that come our way, but we choose how we respond to them. Remain humble. Live graciously.

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A Norvell Note for July 12, 2021

Vol. 24 No. 27

I’m Not Driving

I’m sitting in the passenger seat today. The perspective is different in the passenger seat. When I’m not driving, I see things I usually would not see. For example, I do not recall seeing that building. I never noticed that grove of trees. When did they start construction on that corner? Has that coffee shop always been there?

When I’m not driving, I’m an observer. I go wherever the driver takes me. I can make suggestions and requests about the route, the music we listen to, and listen to music, but the driver makes those decisions. If the driver decides to stop, I stop. If the driver chooses to take a different route than I would, I go where he wants to go. So when I’m not driving, I can look at the scenery, write an article, or take a nap.

When I’m not driving, I can see many things and do a lot of things that I would because I trust the driver. The driver is in control. I’m in the passenger seat.

It is the same with life. So here are a few things I’ve learned by being a passenger.

I must trust the Driver. The Driver knows what He has a plan for me. He wants me to enjoy the view. He has so much to show me, but if I insist on driving or tell Him how to go, I may miss it. I trust that He will take care of me.

He has planned the route. He knows what’s around every corner. He knows the best places to stop along the way. He knows the dangers to avoid. It usually turns out better when I let the driver drive. I trust that he knows where we are going and how to get there.

The Driver controls the pace and the best time to arrive. He understands that I usually want to get to my destination as soon as possible. Of course, there are times when He drives slower than I prefer, and there are times when He moves faster than I like. But I trust to get me where I need to be when I need to be there.

Jesus said,” “Do not let your hearts be troubled. You believe in God; believe also in me. My Father’s house has many rooms; if that were not so, would I have told you that I am going there to prepare a place for you?And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back and take you to be with me that you also may be where I am. You know the way to the place where I am going.”

 Thomas said to him, “Lord, we don’t know where you are going, so how can we know the way?”

Jesus answered, “I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me. If you really know me, you will know my Father as well. From now on, you do know him and have seen him.”

The only way I know to get to where I ultimately want to go is to trust the One who knows the way, the One who is the way.

He is the Driver. I am the passenger.

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A Norvell Note for July 5, 2021

Vol. 24 No. 25 

Something’s Off

Something’s off.

Somedays, I get caught up in work and life responsibilities and almost forget that life has changed. Yet, even on those days, there is a strong sense that something is off.

Sometimes it is a song on my playlist or the weather, or it is a photo on my phone. Somedays, it happens when asked, “How are you?” For most of my life, my typical response to that question has been, “I’m okay.” If pushed, I’ll add, “Not great. Not bad. Just good.” That’s always worked, but not so much anymore. I catch myself pondering my answer, “Am I really, okay?”

Some people know better and ask, “Really, how are you?” I don’t mind going into more detail, but it changes the tone of the conversation, and most are don’t feel comfortable with that, so “Okay” is good enough. I’m glad.

The reality is something is off, something is not like it was, my (our) world has changed. Life is not the same and will never be the same, and I try every day to remember that it’s okay.

Most of the time, I can go about my day and do what I need to do. But when the pace slows, when I’m sitting at a traffic light or standing by a gas pump, and in my quiet moments of reading and journaling and having my morning coffee, there is no escaping the haunting reality that something is off.  

Life today is not what I expected. It is not anything like I had imagined. I never asked for life to take this turn of events. But it has happened, and I am dealing with it as best as I can. There are good days. I won’t say normal days, but good days. And there are some tough days. But we go forward dealing with the day before us, doing what we can and enjoying the moment even though something’s off.

Something is off, but that’s okay. 

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A Norvell Note for June 28, 2021

Vol. 24 No. 24

Enough for Today

As I read 1 Corinthians 13 out loud recently, this verse stood out as a reminder of how much life seems to unfold. 

Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known. (1 Corinthians 13:12, NIV)

The “Now I know in part” is where I struggle. 

There are times when I want to know the answers, not in part but entirely. I don’t want to wait for the knowledge or the answers to my question. I don’t want to be a know-it-all but want to know it all. 

Earlier in the chapter, it says, “Love is patient.” Most of the time, I am a patient man, but there are times when I want to know how the story, and I want to know it now. 

Some would say I have control issues. And I would agree to some degree. I don’t always have to be in control, but I like to know that someone is in control. I don’t always have to make the plan, but I like that there is a plan, and I like to know the plan. 

It’s the “now I know in part” that gives me trouble. 

But, when I can relax, reflect, and listen, I hear the Lord is saying, “I’m giving you what you need for today. That’s enough. Don’t rush into what’s next. Just live today as it comes. Any more is too much. If I give you more, it will overwhelm you. I will give you the knowledge you need when you need it. I will provide you the information you need to get through this day. Let that be enough.”

Now I know in part, I want to know more, but I will wait and trust God to give me the knowledge I need when I need it. 

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A Norvell Note for June 20, 2021

Vol. 24 No. 24

A Father’s Day Unlike Any Other

For as long as I can remember, part of my Father’s Day tradition has included watching as much of the U.S. Open Golf Tournament. If I can, I watch it live, but I record it to watch it later. The championship is over, and I did watch it (at least some), but this Father’s Day is unlike any other. 

I have received several notes wishing me a Happy Father’s Day and was a good day. But this was a Father’s Day unlike any other. I thought of my dad and so many men who have taught me about being a dad. I am honored to be a dad. I am grateful for the many great dads I know. A significant part of my understanding of God and the meaning of being His child comes mainly from being a dad.

I remember standing in front of a group of teenagers and adults not long after becoming a dad (almost forty years ago), telling the story of Abraham and Isaac to illustrate faith, God’s love for His children. I was rocking along until I got to the part where Abraham laid Isaac on the altar, and it hit me like a ton of bricks. In mid-sentence, I could not speak. I struggled to control my emotions. That’s how much God loves us. 

Since that Saturday night, most Father’s Days had surprises, favorite foods, gifts, and emotion, but this was a Father’s Day that was unlike any other. This one was different.

Along with Happy Father’s Day wishes, I also received notes, calls, and messages reminding me how many people are praying for our family and me on this Father’s Day. Many ask, “How are you?” Like the pause in my teaching to those teenagers, I search for a response. “I’m okay.” “I’m doing as well as I can, I suppose.” “I’m not real sure.” “I’m struggling.”

Perhaps the best and most accurate answer comes from these lines in Steven Curtis Chapman’s song, Hallelujah, You Are Good, say it best. 

We are standing in between

Hope and despair

Believing in Your grace

And the faith to declare

You are with us

Hallelujah

Hallelujah, You are good

So, to all the fathers, dads, stepdads, substitute dads out there, grandpas, and papas, I hope your Father’s Day was unlike any other. Remember He is with you, and He is good. 

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A Norvell Note for June 14, 2021

Vol. 24 No. 23

Lord,

As You know, there are times when I don’t have words to express what is in my heart and bouncing around in my head. Now is one of those times. You know it is another in a long line of those times when I have come to you wanting to speak but find myself at a total loss for words. So, I will use Your words.

You said, “Ask, and it will be given.” I’m asking.

You said, “Knock, and it will be given.” I’m knocking.”

You said, “Seek, and you will find.” I am seeking.

You said, “Don’t worry about tomorrow.” I’m trying not to worry.

You said, “This is the confidence we have in approaching God: that if we ask anything according to his will, he hears us. And if we know that he hears us—whatever we ask—we know that we have what we asked of him.” I am asking.

You said, “Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.” So I’m presenting my requests to You, God.

^“But I trust in you, O Lord; I say, ‘You are my God.’ My times are in your hands.”

Thank You for Your words that give me a voice when I have none.

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A Norvell Note for June 7, 2021

Vol. 24 No. 22

Reversed Roles

I am experiencing an interesting reversal of roles. For most of my adult life, my role in life has been to help people. I have tried to help people know and live for God, encourage men to be better disciples of Jesus. I have been attempting to coach husbands and fathers. I have counseled couples and parents. And I have provided spiritual support for people as they go through traumatic life events. That’s what I do; that’s who I am.

My current job as a hospice chaplain involves being present with families as they walk through the dark valley of death. Often that simply means providing a physical presence, listening ears, and a gentle touch.

I have made phone calls, sent notes, letters, texts, emails, and FaceTime and Zoom call to express my concern and love from a long distance to remind the person on the other end that they are not alone, and help is available if needed. I have sat with people, prayed with and for them, done my best to listen more than I speak, and avoided making insensitive and condescending comments.

Now, the role seems reversed. I am the one receiving phone calls, emails, text messages, cards and notes, sympathetic embraces, and tearful conversations. Our family is in need, and compassionate and loving people are meeting those needs.

These reversed roles remind me of words I have used to help others.

It’s okay to ask for help. Asking for help does not mean you are a failure. It means you are human.

When you let others help you, you allow them to receive the blessing of serving you.

When you get through this, you’ll be able to use this experience to help someone else.

 Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves receive from God. For just as we share abundantly in the sufferings of Christ, so also our comfort abounds through Christ. If we are distressed, it is for your comfort and salvation; if we are comforted, it is for your comfort, which produces in you patient endurance of the same sufferings we suffer. And our hope for you is firm, because we know that just as you share in our sufferings, so also you share in our comfort. (2 Corinthians 1:3-7, NIV)

Thank you.

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A Norvell Note for June 1, 2021

Vol. 24 No. 21

The Open Window

Well-intentioned encouragers often say, “When God closes one door, he always opens another.” An alternate version: “When God closes a door, he opens a window.” A less optimistic response: “Unless you’re me. Then he closes all doors, bars all windows, and sets the house on fire.”

I admit I’m not a fan of the first two statements. Regardless of the hopeful truths, they convey they often seem shallow in the darkness of a crisis. My reality is that all three sentiments might resonate in our hearts on any given day in any given week.  

Life hits hard, and nothing makes sense anymore. We have more questions than answers, and our dreams are fading. We struggle to maintain a hopeful attitude. We can’t find the open door, an open window, and it feels like the house is on fire.

We put it all in God’s hands and trust Him to do what is best. At least we try to. But the uncertainty is suffocating. The silence of God drives us crazy. We wish, we hope, and we pray. We long for the open door, and we search for the open window, and we wait.

So, what do we do while we wait? What can we do? We do what we have always done. We turn to the Creator of life to strengthen us, guide us, and sustain us. We rely on the truth in words like these to get through the day.

I will lead the blind by ways they have not known,
    along unfamiliar paths I will guide them;
I will turn the darkness into light before them
    and make the rough places smooth.
These are the things I will do;
    I will not forsake them. (Isaiah 42:16, NIV)

When we cannot see the path through the unknown ways, He will provide the light. He is the open window. He will not forsake us. Hold on to Him.

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A Norvell Note for May 24, 2021

Vol. 24 No. 20

Everything Just Changed

There are moments in life when you realize something just happened that changed everything. We can’t make sense of it, we can’t believe it is true, and we don’t want to accept it. All we know for sure is that everything just changed, and life will never be the same.

For some, it was a pandemic. For some, it is an accident. For some, it is a decision. For some, it is a cancer diagnosis. At the moment, we cannot process what is happening or what is to come. All we know for sure is that everything just changed.

You suddenly realize that what you once called normal is gone forever. Talking about the new normal only makes you angry, yet you know you must deal with it and face it. You wish you could turn the clock back just for a few minutes, and maybe, just maybe, there will be a different outcome.

Every morning you wake up, assuming you’ve been able to sleep, hoping it was just a bad dream. But it wasn’t. The nightmare continues. You wonder how you are going to do it again. You take a deep breath, put your feet on the floor, and take a step.

You know people are praying, and you know prayer works, but still, your pain is oppressive, your emotions are raw, and your thoughts are rapid and random. You hope for relief, but so far, comfort has not come. All you know for sure is that everything just changed, and you don’t have a clue how to deal with it.

So, you pray.

Father, help me. I don’t know how to deal with life now that everything has changed. You know that right now, I don’t know what or how to pray. So, please, please, please listen to our breaking hearts. When we are exhausted, and we can’t take that next step, help us know that You are holding us in Your arms and will keep us from falling.

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A Norvell Note for May 17, 2021

Vol. 23 No. 19

Pray. Listen. Walk.

I have a deadline on a writing project, so I pray: “Lord, give me words. Give me words that encourage those who are discouraged. Give me words that comfort those who need comforting. Give me words that build up those who are feeling down. Give me words that bring peace and offer hope to those who need it.” That prayer is often followed by sitting down at my computer to a blank screen and start typing. The words come, and I remember these words.

Whether you turn to the right or to the left, your ears will hear a voice behind you, saying, “This is the way; walk in it.” (Isaiah 30:21)

When I was preaching, there were Sundays when I would be walking to the platform praying with each step, “Lord, I don’t know if what I’ve prepared is what these people need to hear. If not, give me the words You want me to speak.” The message comes. The words come, and I remember these words.

Whether you turn to the right or to the left, your ears will hear a voice behind you, saying, “This is the way; walk in it.” (Isaiah 30:21)

I’ve been called to the hospital to pray with a family in a crisis. As I drive to the hospital, walk from the parking lot, step in the elevator, and then enter the room, I pray, “Lord, I don’t know what to say to this family. Please give me the right words.” He gives me the words to pray, and I remember these words.

Whether you turn to the right or to the left, your ears will hear a voice behind you, saying, “This is the way; walk in it.” (Isaiah 30:21)

When I have a significant decision to make, I often pray, “Lord, I don’t have a clue what I am supposed to do. Give me wisdom and discernment. Lord, please give me ears to hear what You are saying to me.” The wisdom comes, the decision I make the decision, and I remember these words.

Whether you turn to the right or to the left, your ears will hear a voice behind you, saying, “This is the way; walk in it.” (Isaiah 30:21)

Please understand I do not claim to have any special gift or unique ability to hear the voice of God. However, when I pray, God responds with wisdom, words, directions, and peace. His responses are varied in form and timing but real and undeniable.

My purpose in this writing is to remind us that God does listen to us, He will respond to our prayers, and if we pay attention, we can know the way He wants us to go. Then, we can walk in it with confidence and peace.

Pray. Listen. Walk.

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A Norvell Note for May 10, 2021

Vol. 23 No. 18

The Lord’s Favor

Using the simple definition of blessing as the Lord’s favor, we can acknowledge it we receive God’s blessing every day.

The air we breathe is a sign of God’s favor. If you do not believe it, ask someone who has difficulty breathing.

The water we drink is a sign of God’s favor. If you do not believe it, ask someone who does not have access to clean, healthy water.

Friends and family are signs of God’s favor. If you do not believe that, ask a lonely person.

Our spiritual community’s relationships are signs for God’s favor. If you do not believe that, ask a person who feels distant, disconnected, and isolated.

I list these everyday blessings to remind us that God shows His favor to all people all the time and in all kinds of ways, but unless we are paying attention, we will miss them and take them for granted. Sometimes it takes a sudden and unexpected blessing to awaken our awareness of His constant loving presence in our lives.

For instance, we needed to replace my wife’s car but were trying to extend the vehicle’s life as far as possible. Then, while servicing the car, they discovered another costly problem. Realizing we needed to make a change, my wife talked to a salesman if there was anything on the lot that might meet our needs. Without going into all the details, and to our utter amazement, the sales and financial departments (yes, car salespeople) made us a deal that was more than we could have ever asked or imagined, and we are now the blessed owners of an almost brand-new car.

We have been the recipients of the Lord’s favor.

Once we receive a blessing and realize that God wants to show us His favor, we may begin to see gifts everywhere we look. Look for signs of His favor this week. Make a list of blessings. Tell someone how God has blessed you. And be sure to thank Him for the kindness He shows you.

May the favor of the Lord our God rest on us; establish the work of our hands for us— yes, establish the work of our hands. (Psalm 90:17)

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A Norvell Note for May 3, 2021

Vol. 23 No. 17

At Just the Right Time

This sentence from Romans 5 recently captured my attention.  

You see, at just the right time, when we were still powerless, Christ died for the ungodly. (Romans 5:6, NIV)

My first thought is gratitude. I am grateful for the fact that God knew me well enough before I had taken a breath to see that I would need a Savior. I am thankful that although I occasionally struggle to prove my worth to God, to people, and even to myself, He knew that it would be impossible for me to do that. I am grateful that at that moment, when I was utterly powerless, Christ died for me.

Then, my focus camped on the one phrase at just the right time.

At just the right time, when I realized that neither of my parents would be around for college graduation, my wedding, for grandchildren, or for support in making important decisions and how to handle life’s traumas, substitute Mothers and Fathers entered my world.

At just the right time when I was struggling to discover a direction and purpose in life, I met my wife, who has supported me, loved me, encouraged me, and patiently walked with me through all the other times of searching and struggling for over forty-five years.

At just the right times, after waiting for the right time to have children, our son and daughter brought joy and happiness into our world. And at just the right times in both of their lives, when we were at a loss as to how to guide and teach them, God brought just the right people into their lives to provide what we could not.

At just the right times when I have felt lonely, discouraged, insignificant, and discarded, God, sent messengers with echoes of friendship, words of comfort, memories of purpose and value.

At just the right times, when simply trying to help people see Jesus failed because of bureaucracy and pettiness, someone would show up in my path to allow me to fulfill my true calling.

I have learned that God loves to show up in our lives when we need Him most, when we least expect it, and always at just the right time. Be ready to see Him and enjoy what He does.

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A Norvell Note for April 26, 2021

Vol. 23 No. 16

On Any Given Day

On any given day, I might pray

I am weak, Lord. Help me find strength in You.

I am fearful, Lord. Help me trust You.

I am strong, Lord. Help me to be gentle.

I am lonely, Lord. Remind me of Your presence.

I am tired, Lord. Help me rest in You.

I am sad, Lord. Help me see the joy around me.

I am empty, Lord. Help me drink of Your Spirit.

I am a sinner, Lord. Help me know Your forgiveness.

I am lazy, Lord. Help me find energy and motivation.

I am confused, Lord. Help me find clarity.

I am foolish, Lord. Help me use the wisdom You give me.

I am discouraged, Lord. Help me find reasons to be hopeful.

I am blessed, Lord. Help me be grateful.

I am selfish, Lord. Help me have a generous heart.

I am blind, Lord. Help me see You more clearly.

Oh, gracious God and Creator of all things, You know everything about me. You know me inside and out, the good and the bad, all my flaws, and all my sins. You know all my successes and failures and all my dreams and disappointments. And, somehow, You love me and want a relationship with me, and You want to bless me.

Thank You.

Help me live to please You.

Amen

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A Norvell Note for April 19, 2021

Vol. 23 No. 15

Here Today, Gone Tomorrow

For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, since what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal. (2 Corinthians 4:17-18, New International Version)

Sometimes the light and momentary troubles seem bigger than light and not so fleeting moments. Sometimes I lose sight of the fact that these light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all.

Sometimes, even when I try to fix our eyes on what is unseen, seeing the unseen is difficult. Sometimes, even when I am trying to do otherwise, the visible things obstruct my vision for the unseen.

Do you ever struggle with keeping your focus on what is eternal?

When I realize that I am drifting or have drifted, I have found these shifts help me refocus and regroup into a different way of thinking.

I have to understand and accept that I am in that space. I can pretend I am someplace else; I can deny that I am in that frame of mine, and I can ignore what is going on in my head. But, until I am willing to acknowledge where I am and how I am thinking, nothing will change. “Okay, Tom. You need to wake to where you are. Do you want to stay here, or do you want to move to a better way of thinking?” The answer is always yes, but the process is not as simple as admitting it.

I have to focus my thinking intentionally. I have never suddenly snapped out of it. I have never realized that I am in a different state of mind.  

Intentionally avoid focusing on temporary things. That may mean that I listen to a different kind of music. That may mean that I change my viewing habits. That may mean I spend time with other people. That almost always means I spend more time journaling, meditating, and calming my soul. The keyword in this is intentional.

Spend time regularly in the Word. Sometimes not being regularly in the Word is a part of the drifting process. I’m not suggesting hours of Bible Study and prayer (though that might be necessary) but simply finding a reading plan that feels right and reestablishes the habit of reading just the Word. John’s Gospel is one that I revert to frequently. Reading and reflecting on a few verses every day helps me remember, “this world is not my home, I’m just a’passin’ through. My treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the blue.”[1] (I can’t believe I just quoted that song.)

Get away from the noise of this life. For me, sitting near the ocean is the best option. When that is not possible, as it hasn’t been for quite a while, I have to find a quiet, comfortable place to walk, or sit, and listen to the sounds of nature and breathe. Quieting the noise needs to be a regular practice. When I fail to do this, my soul suffers.

The Message states it:

These hard times are small potatoes compared to the coming good times, the lavish celebration prepared for us. There’s far more here than meets the eye. The things we see now are here today, gone tomorrow. But the things we can’t see now will last forever. (2 Corinthians 4:16-18, The Message)

“Here today, gone tomorrow.” That describes our possessions, our problems, and life in general. That puts it all into perspective. That is the truth, and that is what I believe. I need to remember it, and I need to live as I think.

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A Norvell Note for April 12, 2021

Vol. 23 No. 14

It’s Good to Be Together

For only the second time in over a year, we met together with fellow believers. The group was small, and the shady front yard of one of our families was our cathedral. A few white wispy clouds only broke the blue sky, and a gentle breeze brushed our skin. As neighbors strolled, jogged, and biked past us, we sang, listened to the Word, and remembered the sacrifice of the Savior.  

These words came to mind.

Let us hold unswervingly to the hope we profess, for he who promised is faithful. And let us consider how we may spur one another on toward love and good deeds, not giving up meeting together, as some are in the habit of doing, but encouraging one another—and all the more as you see the Day approaching. (Hebrews 10:23-25, NIV)

None of those attending had given up meeting together on purpose, so being together again was particularly meaningful for these reasons.

I needed to focus on the faithfulness of God. Isolation creates space for doubt to take up residence. The distance can cause suspicion and second-guessing. Doubt, fear, and second-guessing can be killers to the soul without regular opportunities for spiritual fellowship.  

I needed the reminder of practicing love and good deeds. Perhaps like you, I’m tired. The last year has been challenging. The last several years have been difficult and tiring. Fatigue can make it hard to be loving and diminish the desire to do good deeds. Listening to others share stories of struggle and victory restore the desire to keep going.

I needed to remember that I am not alone on this journey. Most of us have experienced some level of loneliness. Telephone calls, texting, Facebook, FaceTime, Twitter, and Zoom have been invaluable in helping us stay in touch with each other, but it’s not the same. Being physically present with others who share the faith journey reminds me that I am not alone on this journey.

I need to focus on God’s faithfulness. I needed the reminder to practice loving and doing good deeds. I need to remember that I am not alone on this journey. I am thankful that I met with my brothers and sisters today and look forward to the next opportunity, whenever that might be. I hope you can be back with your spiritual family very soon.

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A Norvell Note for April 5, 2021

Vol. 23 No. 13

The Day After Easter

I originally published this several years ago, but it seems appropriate to share it again today.  

Luke ends his account of the life of Jesus like this: 

44 Then he said, “Everything I told you while I was with you comes to this: All the things written about me in the Law of Moses, in the Prophets, and in the Psalms have to be fulfilled.”

45-49 He went on to open their understanding of the Word of God, showing them how to read their Bibles this way. He said, “You can see now how it is written that the Messiah suffers, rises from the dead on the third day, and then a total life-change through the forgiveness of sins is proclaimed in his name to all nations—starting from here, from Jerusalem! You’re the first to hear and see it. You’re the witnesses (Italics mine). What comes next is very important: I am sending what my Father promised to you, so stay here in the city until he arrives, until you’re equipped with power from on high.”