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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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A Norvell Note         September 8, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 35

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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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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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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Just Be Kind

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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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

A Norvell Note for May 28, 2022

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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A Norvell Note for March 7, 2022  

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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[1] Arrangement copyright © 1937 in Radio Favorites. Renewal 1965 by Albert E. Brumley. All rights reserved. Used by permission. Admin. by ClearBox Rights, LLC.

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.”

50-51 He then led them out of the city over to Bethany. Raising his hands he blessed them, and while blessing them, took his leave, being carried up to heaven.

52-53 And they were on their knees, worshiping him. They returned to Jerusalem bursting with joy. They spent all their time in the Temple praising God. Yes. (Luke 24:44-53, The Message)

I hope your Easter Sunday included a time of genuine fellowship, energized and God-focused worship, and a message from the Word that challenged you, encouraged you and inspired you to greater service in the Kingdom of God. 

As you spent time over the last week reflecting on the last days of the life of Jesus, you also reflected on how you are living your life and how you would want to spend the last week of your life. I hope, now that we have passed through another Easter season, you and I will accept the same role as that of those who were with Jesus after His Resurrection. In verse 48 of the text above Jesus explains their new identity in the Kingdom: “You are the witnesses.” 

A witness sees an event. Jesus told them that they had seen the fulfillment of things He had told them would happen. “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.” (46-47) 

When you are a witness, you can testify as to what you have seen. When you see a crime, you might serve as a witness in court.

When Jesus tells them, “You’re the witnesses” He is challenging them, and giving them an open door to share what they have seen and experienced. He tells them to wait until the Spirit comes to them but be ready to be the witnesses. If you read further in Luke’s writings (the book of Acts), you will see they accept and excel in being His witnesses. 

You and I witnessed something yesterday. Because we are witnesses, it is now time for us to share what we saw, what we experienced, or the impact, and why it was so significant. That is what a witness does. That is what we are. 

The only question that remains is, will we accept our role as His witnesses? 

It is the day after Easter. Will you be His witness?

Tom

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A Norvell Note for March 29, 2021

Vol. 23 No. 13

Getting Back to Normal

We hear a lot about how “Things are getting back to normal.”

Really?

For the families of almost 550,000 who have died in the United States from COVID 19, what is normal?

For the business owners who no longer have a business, what is normal?

For the millions who have struggled physically, financially, mentally, and emotionally with the events of the last twelve months, what is normal?

Life is very different, and any normal is difficult to grasp.

I can remember years ago returning home after mission trips to Ukraine and being asked, “What is it like?” The only response I could give was, “Everything is different.” The food, the transportation, the language, the homes, the weather. Everything seemed different.

I feel the same way now. Almost everything feels different. Yes, more fans are allowed to attend sporting events, some restaurants are fully open for business, and the vaccines give us hope and more freedom to move about in our communities, but life does not feel normal.

I wonder if those plotting to kill Jesus, and eventually succeeded, were hoping that if we can only get rid of this troublemaker Jesus, life can get back to normal. They proceeded with their plan and hung him on a cross, then put him in a tomb. Ah! He’s gone!

But wait! Things changed. Jesus did not stay dead. He did not remain in that tomb. And life for those who knew Him and loved him would never be the same. Those who know Him today and experience His love will never be the same.

Life after a pandemic will probably eventually get back to some semblance of normal. Life for the follower of Jesus, the ones who allow Him to impact them truly, will never be the same.

If you have decided to follow Jesus, get used to the new normal.

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A Norvell Note for March 22, 2021

Vol. 23 No. 12

When You Struggle to Pray

A prayer for those days when you don’t know what or how to pray: 

All-knowing Lord, you see what is in my heart. All-powerful Lord, I don’t have the power to accomplish what needs to be done, so I spread out my requests before you. All-wise Lord, I know you hear and will act—but I know also I must wait on your wise timing, and so I will. Amen.[i]

Do you ever have days when you need to pray this prayer?

Maybe it is a day when you have so much to do that you know you will never get it all done, but you don’t have a choice. Maybe it one of those days when your mind is so full you can’t think, you can’t relax, and you can’t rest. You try to explain what you are feeling, but you can’t. You hear people talking, but you can’t make sense of their words.  

You go about your daily activities without passion, energy, or joy. You open the Scriptures for wisdom and inspiration. You close them without finding either. You decide to pray but have no words. So, “you spread out your requests before” the Lord. You trust that He hears you and will act, and you know you must wait for His timing.

I’ve had several days like that in my life, and especially in the last year. What can I say, how do I pray, what can I do? How am I supposed to feel? What am I feeling?

During times like this, I am grateful for the Spirit of God who steps in to speak what is in my heart.

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 8:26-27, NIV)

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[i] Excerpt from The Songs of Jesus: A Year of Daily Devotions in the Psalms by Timothy Keller and Kathy Keller

A Norvell Note for March 15, 2021

Vol. 23 No. 11

C. Bruce White

1939-2021

The first time I saw that name was on a 3 X 5 index card tacked on a bulletin board in the Administration Building at Harding Grad School in 1975. The typed note read something like: The 7^th Street Church of Christ in Columbus, Mississippi, is searching for an Associate Minister. Contact C. Bruce White. I called, I was hired, and a few weeks later, I loaded all my earthly possessions in my red VW and moved to Columbus, Mississippi.

Bruce was the pulpit minister, and I learned that the Associate Minister’s role was to work with the youth and do anything Bruce did not want to do. In January of 1976, Kim and I were married, moved into the house that the church had for us that had lovely yellow, green and brown shag carpet, and had no idea what we were doing. C. Bruce and Judy loved us, encouraged, and patiently introduced us to life in the ministry. Bruce suggested I begin writing a weekly article for our church bulletin which we entitled, A Norvell Note.

Bruce and I shared a weekly drive to Memphis and back for classes at Harding Grad School. During those adventurous trips, we discussed the work, how to deal with church leaders and difficult members, and listened to every song the Statler Brothers ever sang, shared frustrations, planned strategy, and laughed. Oh man, did we laugh!

Since our meeting in 1975, C. Bruce has been a fountain of wisdom, a wealth of knowledge, and consistent source of encouragement. Through the years, in times of frustration and confusion, a phone call or face-to-face visit with C. Bruce helped me gain a new perspective, evaluate my priorities, and restore my desire to fulfill my calling.

The most stress I experienced as the Associate Minister was when Bruce informed me that he would be away on a particular Sunday and would need to preach. I had no idea how to prepare and preach a sermon. Listening to C. Bruce preach through the book of Acts inspired me to learn more and further my education.

When I accepted my first preaching assignment, I asked Bruce for advice. His simple answer has guided me throughout all my years of ministry: “Just love the people.”

My life is richer and fuller because of my relationship with C. Bruce. I am a better minister, teacher, preacher, mentor, and friend, in part because of Bruce. C. Bruce loved God, his family, the churches where he preached, and he loved me. I will miss him, but I rejoice that he is finally home where he always longed to be. Well done, and rest well, my friend.

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A Norvell Note for March 8, 2021

Vol. 23 No. 10

Thoughts on Freedom

Freedom is a popular topic in social media, news media, and daily conversations. We are frustrated and angered when our space is restricted or abused. We struggle to know the privileges and limits of our freedom.

New Testament letters contain messages on how to use our freedom in Christ, which may also help us live within our communities.

 It is absolutely clear that God has called you to a free life. Just make sure that you don’t use this freedom as an excuse to do whatever you want to do and destroy your freedom. Rather, use your freedom to serve one another in love; that’s how freedom grows. For everything we know about God’s Word is summed up in a single sentence: Love others as you love yourself. That’s an act of true freedom. If you bite and ravage each other, watch out—in no time at all you will be annihilating each other, and where will your precious freedom be then? (Galatians 5:13-15, The Message)

Here are a few thoughts that I find helpful in Paul’s writing.

Be joyful with your freedom. Read that again: enjoy. It’s okay to enjoy your life. One of the great blessings of being a follower of Christ is that we can be set free to live free of our sins, free of our pasts, free from our guilt, and freedom to worship God as we choose. That should bring us joy. God created us with unique gifts, talents, and abilities, and He wants us to live and use those gifts and talents for His glory however we feel led to do so. He put very few limitations on how we are to use our skills, abilities, and gifts. He called us to a free life, so live and enjoy your freedom. There is no need to boast about it. Just enjoy it.

Be gracious with your freedom. Just because we are free to say whatever we want does not mean we should say it. Just because we are free to do whatever we please does not mean we ought to do it. In another letter, Paul writes: “I have the right to do anything,” you say—but not everything is beneficial. “I have the right to do anything”—but I will not be mastered by anything.” (1 Corinthians 9:13, 23) There is no need to put others down because they do not have the same freedom. Just be gracious.

Be generous with your freedom. When we use our privilege to serve others, it becomes contagious. When someone expresses their love for me by helping me, I desire to return the kindness or pass it on to someone else. Serving others creates a desire to keep doing good, which reminds me that I am free to be as kind I can be. There is no limit to how kind I can be or how much I can serve. There is no need to quash your freedom. Just be generous.

God’s Kingdom is about freedom, and as citizens of His Kingdom, we are to be lights in the world by being joyful, gracious, and generous with our freedom. If you pay close attention this week, you may have multiple opportunities to let that light shine.

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A Norvell Note for March 1, 2021

Vol. 23 No. 09

Plans and Pauses

Spring was coming on with intensity, then the winter storm hit and slowed the process. Fields and lawns were turning green. Trees were budding. Birds were singing. Then, pause.

Tiger was recovering from back surgery and preparing to return to competitive golf, hoping to make an appearance that the 2021 Masters. His automobile accident has put everything on hold as he recovers. His career is on pause.

Twelve months ago, we could not imagine the life changes we were about to experience. Nor could we imagine that we would still be experiencing them.

The Bible is full of stories about people who experienced an unexpected pause in their plans. Poor choices distracted David from following God. Jonah rebelled against God, delaying the message of repentance. Peter’s denials disrupted his leadership of the disciples. Paul’s missionary travel plans had multiple starts and stops. They paused as they dealt with the setbacks.

As I reflect on my sixty-eight trips around the sun, it reminds me of numerous times when I faced setbacks (some my own doing and others beyond my control) that forced me to suspend my plans and wait for me to see and understand God’s new approach.

Without exception, a setback (a reversal or stoppage of progress) irritates and frustrates me. I’m in a hurry, and a long slow train stops my progress. When I need to print a document quickly, the printer decides to misfeed. When I thought I was moving toward accomplishing an important goal, I realize that goal was not what I was needing (or wanting) to do. When I see some light at the end of the financial tunnel, an unexpected expense dims the light.

Does any of that sound familiar?

Almost without exception, the pause (interrupt action or speech briefly) ends up being a blessing. I cannot tell you how many times I wanted to say (or write) something, but I hesitated and remained quiet for one reason or another. That train that stopped my progress reminded me that being in a hurry is not necessary. The pandemic and slower pace provided the opportunity to see what’s important and appreciate my blessings. The weird and unexplained rash made me get a couple of days of much-needed rest.

As warmer weather returns, I am confident that the colors of spring will soon decorate the landscape.

Pauses and setbacks are part of life. How we deal with them is our choice. We can fuss and fume. Or we can look for the beauty found slowing down and looking for hidden blessings, as we remember that the Father is on our side, guiding our steps, sees things that are beyond our ability to see.

“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.
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.
You will go out in joy
    and be led forth in peace;
the mountains and hills
    will burst into song before you,
and all the trees of the field
    will clap their hands.
Instead of the thornbush will grow the juniper,
    and instead of briers the myrtle will grow.
This will be for the Lord’s renown,
    for an everlasting sign,
    that will endure forever.”[1]

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[1] Isaiah 55:8-13, NIV

A Norvell Note for February 22, 2021

Vol. 23 No. 08 

Lessons in Humility and Gratitude

The truck passed me on the freeway, and ice started flying off his roof and hitting my windshield. I wanted to yell ugly things. Then, I wondered how many times I have unknowingly done the same thing.

As I watched the news reports, I wanted to call him arrogant, selfish, and a horrible public servant example. Then, I remembered times when I’ve been egotistical, selfish, and an awful example of a servant.

I grew restless and frustrated with being confined to home because of the snow and ice-covered roads. Then, I remembered the message repeated so often throughout my life be still, relax, and be where you are.

I was frustrated as the electricity kept going off, and when the restrictions on water usage and said to boil the water before drinking. Then, I talked to folks whose power had been off for days, had no idea when or if the power was coming back on, and had no water at all.

I began to feel gamey and grimy and complained about not having had a shower in five days. Then, I heard a nurse say she was wearing clothes from the facility lost and found and that he had not left the hospital in seven days.

I was almost boastful that have received both vaccine shots very early in the process. Then, I heard someone say they could not even get an appointment for the first dose.

I was thankful that we had candles and cell phones to light the darkness and gas logs in our fireplace to keep us warm. Then, I heard stories of freezing people, and others who were burning furniture to stay warm, and others who had water damage because of bursting water pipes.

Sometimes I whine and complain (my “No Complaints. No Fear. Finish Strong” bracelet broke last week) and think my life is more challenging than I deserve. Then we have a pandemic, a winter storm, a tornado, a hurricane, and images and stories of others who are dealing with much more than I am, and the Lord reminds me how richly blessed I am.  

Father, thank You for blessing me with life, home, food, water, bed, warmth, family, friends, a spiritual community that knows no boundary, and so many other physical, material, and spiritual blessings. And, Father, please accept my prayer of repentance for the times when I gripe and complain and fail to acknowledge how much You love and bless me.  So, chosen by God for this new life of love, dress in the wardrobe God picked out for you: compassion, kindness, humility, quiet strength, discipline. Be even-tempered, content with second place, quick to forgive an offense. Forgive as quickly and completely as the Master forgave you. And regardless of what else you put on, wear love. It’s your basic, all-purpose garment. Never be without it. (Colossians 3:12-14 The Message) 

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A Norvell Note for February 15, 2021

Vol. 23 No. 07

Good Friends Who Love Deeply

In a section of Scripture where the writer (Paul) offers instruction for believers and among non-believers, he writes:

Be good friends who love deeply; practice playing second fiddle. (Romans 12:10 MSG)

I have a few people who fit that description. They have been and are good friends and have loved me deeply. They have loved me through good times, they have loved me through challenging times, and they have loved me through all the mediocre times in between. They have loved me when I have been easy to love and loved me even more profoundly when I have been far from lovable.

They have loved me when I have been sitting on top of the world, in the depths of despair, and I cannot imagine my life today if those friends had not decided to love me deeply. Thank you, good friends, for loving me deeply.

I also have people who have been willing to remain in the shadows while I have been in the spotlight. While I have been the preacher enjoying a level of celebrity status, they have stood beside me and behind me, encouraging me, believing in me, and at times protecting me from unseen dangers. These dear people have been willing to stay close and cheer me on as I have tried to use my communication skills to share Jesus. Thank you for always being near me.

I am thankful for the good friends who love me deeply and inspire me to be more like the Jesus I see in them and practice playing second fiddle.

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A Norvell Note for February 8, 2021

Vol. 23 No. 06

It’s About Focus

Take a moment and focus on your fears. COVID-19? The vaccine – getting it, not getting it. Family problems. Being alone. Money problems. Health issues. Political division. Racial unrest. Not having enough to eat. Death.

Now, close your eyes and take some deep, slow breaths.

Now, read this passage, silently and then out loud.

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]

Do the same with these words.

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, keep a firm grip on you^[2]

What did you notice as you were reading?  Do you see the contrasts in focus? I have two observations.

When I focus on my resources, I am likely to be afraid, I will become anxious and discouraged, I see my weakness, and I may very well fail.

When I focus on God and accept His help, I do not need to panic because He is with me, I do not need to be anxious, I have His strength, and He keeps me steady.

On any given day, you have countless reasons to be afraid, but you just as many possibilities to change your focus away from your fears and toward the One who will be with you, give you strength, and hold you steady.

It’s about focus.

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^[1] The Holy Bible: New International Version (Grand Rapids, MI: Zondervan, 1984), Is 41:10.

^[2] Eugene H. Peterson, The Message: The Bible in Contemporary Language (Colorado Springs, CO: NavPress, 2005), Is 41:10.

A Norvell Note for February 1, 2021

Vol. 23 No. 05

Hope Even in the Haze

Let me introduce you to Haze and Hope. Haze and Hope were three weeks old when we brought them home in late April of 2020. As you can see, they have grown considerably since then. Haze is the larger and fluffier brother, and Hope is the smaller sister.

Haze’s name came from his thick fluffy and hazy smoke-colored fur (and one of my favorite songs from high school was “Purple Haze” by Jimi Hendrix). Hope got her name because last year was the 50th anniversary of my graduation from Hope High School. Little did we imagine when we named them how hazy life would become and how desperately we would need to cling to the hope we have in Christ to get through the year.

They have become a calming presence in our home and have reminded me of these essential truths.

When I am with Him, I can rest.

A regular part of our morning routine is for Haze and Hope to take turns jumping up in my lap while I’m at my desk, curl up in my arms, and fall asleep. Haze often races me to my chair. Once situated, He flops in my arms and dozes. Hope prefers to be rubbed and scratched around her ears and under her chin. If my hands are too busy on my keyboard or sipping coffee, both will look up at me, meow, reach up a paw, and pat me on the chest as if to say, “Hey, I’m here!”

I find rest in the presence of my Master. I at peace when I hear His voice. I breathe with his comforting touch. I need to be as close to Him as I can be. The Master is never too busy for me. I am comforted and refreshed by being in His presence.

When I am afraid, I have a safe place.

A few occasions have been when a loud noise or uninvited visitor to our back yard has frightened our felines. When that happens, they bolt through the pet door and head straight to our bedroom. My wife and I will comfort them as best we can. I will step out the back door, searching for what brought on their sudden terror, and then reassure them that they are safe. After a period of recovery, Hope and Haze will feel brave enough to venture back outside.

Sometimes I get scared by a strange event or sudden shifts in my surroundings. I am grateful that I can run to the One who comforts me, protects me, defends me, and reminds me that I am safe in the His presence. He reminds me that He is my shelter and refuge.

When I cannot see clearly, I have hope.

Throughout the last twelve months, we have been encouraged to stay hopeful, hang on to our faith, and remain optimistic. We have tried to look forward to better days. We have struggled not to lose heart. It has not been easy to stay hopeful, there have been days when doubt and fear have almost consumed us, and yet we, by the grace of God we remain confident.

I offer these words to encourage us to remember that during a pandemic and beyond, our vision can become hazy, life can seem futile, and fear will try to weaken our faith and take away our hope. We can find rest in His presence. We can find comfort in knowing we have One who welcomes us into the safety of His loving arms. We can find peace in knowing He is your shelter in the storm.

“God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble.” (Psalm 46:1)

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A Norvell Note for January 25, 2021

Vol. 23 No. 04

Trust Him and Live

Trust God from the bottom of your heart;

 don’t try to figure out everything on your own.

 Listen for God’s voice in everything you do, everywhere you go;

 he’s the one who will keep you on track. (Proverbs 3:5-6, The Message)

Solomon offers us a simple plan for keeping our lives moving along a safe and positive path. Let’s look closer at the wise man’s teaching.

Completely trust God. The New International Version says, “With all your heart.” As you can see above, The Message says, “From the bottom of your heart.” Jesus would emphasize the first commandment, “Love the Lord your God with all your heart, soul, mind and strength.” Give it all to Him.

Accept your limitation. The reason we trust God is that we cannot figure everything out on our own. That is not easy for us to admit. We tend to think we are smarter than we are. We do not want to accept that we need something beyond us. It may be difficult to admit, but wisdom teaches there is One who knows what is best.

Listen to God’s voice. Always listen to God’s voice. All the time. About everything. Don’t just listen but do what He says. Submit your will, your wisdom, and your knowledge, and your abilities to God. Let Him be in control.

Walk the path. You have what you need to do, start walking. Live the life. Trust His plan.

We spend too much time and energy trying to determine what God wants us to do, who we are to be, and how we live. Even in these confusing and stressful times, it is possible to live with confidence and peace. God never intended for us to live chaotic and aimless lives.

Trust Him and live.  

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A Norvell Note for January 18, 2021

Vol. 23 No. 03

A Place of Peace

May I suggest that you find a quiet place, take a few deep cleansing breaths, calm your mind, and read these words.

Rejoice in the Lord always. I will say it again: Rejoice! 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.

Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things. Whatever you have learned or received or heard from me, or seen in me—put it into practice. And the God of peace will be with you. (Philippians 4:4-9, NIV)

As reassuring as these words are to read, they are not always easy to practice during these anxious times. So, you may need to read them a second and third time. Be open to the certainty that God is speaking to you. Pause and meditate on words and phrases that resonate with you.

A return to these themes helps me reorder my inner world and return to a place of peace.   

Let your gentleness be evident to all. The Lord is near. When I remember that the Lord is near that I am in His presence; it is easier for me to be gentle. God may appear in the tears of a frightened patient. The laughter of a child may signal His presence. The voice on the phone may remind you that He is near. You may see Him in the eyes above the mask of a co-worker. You may be His face in the mirror. Be gentle with them. Be gentle with yourself. The Lord is near.

Present your requests to God. Give it all to God, write them down, or say them out loud. Whatever it is, He wants to know what you fear and shy you are anxious. When you share it with Him, know that He is not judging you or condemning you. He is with you and is a gentle, loving God. He can handle all your anxieties and request.

Think about such things. Some people have stopped watching the news and disconnected from social media to avoid wrong thinking. If that works for you, do it. Replace the lies with the truth. Focus on people and things noble character. Instead of obsessing over all that is wrong with the world, look for what is right. Look for and practice purity. Search for what is lovely, beautiful, and exquisite. Concentrate on what admirable, excellent, and praiseworthy. Being in a place of peace may involve a change in your thinking.

The God of peace will be with you. Remind yourself that His near and present. He has promised that when we seek Him, we will find Him. You may hear His voice in a quiet moment or a song from your playlist. Take comfort in His presence, rest in His presence, and find joy in His company.

May you quiet the voices in your head and find a place of peace in the presence of God.

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A Norvell Note for January 11, 2021

Vol. 23 No. 02

So Much I Don’t Want to Say

Because of last week (the last several weeks, the previous year, the last several years), I find myself struggling for the right words because there are so many things I don’t want to say.

I don’t want to say what we have seen and experienced is unprecedented because the word’s use is unprecedented, and it is unprecedented how tired I am of hearing it.   

I don’t want to say how disturbed I was when I heard the President of the United States of America encourage the rally participants to “show strength” and “fight” shortly before they stormed the U.S. Capital building resulting in five deaths, destruction, fear, and chaos.

I don’t want to say that it is frustrating when elected officials to flip-flop their positions based solely on which way the political breeze may be blowing to satisfy their political ambitions.

I don’t want to say that I am disappointed in our nation’s evangelical Christian leaders for what appears to be a lack of action against some of these matters, and in some cases, the perpetuation of the problems. But I am.

I don’t want to say that I am deeply troubled by the on-going racial inequalities in our nation and world. And in some ways, disheartened by my lack of action.

I don’t want to say that knowing over 40,000 people will probably die today makes me feel helpless. But it does. And it grieves me terribly.

I don’t want to say that I am ashamed that I have not been more pro-active in addressing some of these problems. But I am.

I don’t want to say that I realize that some of you will say that this is too little too late or accuse me of jumping on the bandwagon and that some of you will send me a note canceling your subscription, but you may. But you may.

I don’t want to say that we can do better because that has become an overused and often empty expression of inaction, but surely, we can do better. Indeed, I can do better.

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A Norvell Note 

December 31, 2020 Vol. 23 No. 38

All Will Be Well

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. 

Everyone is vaccinated, and no one had terrible side effects. Those who have been sick are getting well. COVID is a memory only. Hospitals return to typical, and front-line workers are back to working a regular shift.

All the money lost is recovered. Every small business that has closed reopens. Every job is restored and at a higher pay rate than before.

Restaurants reopen for outdoor and indoor dining. 

Coffee shops welcome people to come in, sit, work, read, visit, and enjoy their space.

Stadiums and arenas, and concert venues are full of enthusiastic fans. 

Everyone is pleased with the election results, the relief bill passed quickly and unanimously, and we all get a more generous check than we expected. The transition process is moving forward with total united and unprecedented cooperation. 

Schools reopen completely, parents can go back to being parents, and every teacher gets a big raise. 

Zoom calls are only for the fun stuff. 

Churches start holding in-person services again. 

Masks are no longer needed, and we can hug and shake hands again.

Happy New Year! It’s 2021, and all is well, all will be well. 

If I had the power, that’s what would happen when the clock strikes midnight tonight.

Unfortunately, I don’t have that power, which is probably a good thing. I’m sure I would abuse it and do some dumb stuff. If the only reason you’re staying up until midnight, you might as well go to bed early and get a good night’s sleep because none of the things I mentioned are going to happen on January 1, 2021. 

But don’t give up. Hope is still alive. 

Changing the calendar may not alter world events, heal the sick, transform a personality, or replenish an empty bank account. Still, it does allow you to evaluate how we are living and make needed improvements.

The events of 2020 have reminded us of the importance of staying connected to people we love. That’s a good thing. Take that with you into the new year. Stay in touch. Get reconnected. If you need to express your love and appreciation, say it. Don’t wait until the right time. Now is the right time. 

Living in a pandemic has opened our eyes to the fact that tomorrow is not guaranteed. So, live today. Leave the past in the past. Be present.

The anxiety produced by the Coronavirus, social unrest, and political chaos remind us to be people of peace and calm and discernment. We’ve learned to be careful with our words (some of us). Let’s continue to be cautious with what we say. We’ve learned to listen before we speak (some of us). Let’s keep listening. We’ve discovered how to be gentle and kind (some of us). Let’s continue being gentle and kind. 

It’s a new year. The old year is gone. Struggles will continue, but if we use the wisdom we’ve gained in 2020, then 2021, no matter what it brings, is sure to be a better year.  

“I know that I still have a long way to go. But there is one thing I do: 

I forget what is in the past and try as hard as I can to reach the goal before me.”

Happy New Year, and may 2021 be a year of being blessed and being a blessing, of being loved and loving others, of holding on to hope and sharing your hope with others, and of finding peace and being a peacemaker. 

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A Norvell Note forthe week of December 21, 2020

Vol. 23 No. 38

Let There Be Peace on Earth

“Let there be peace on earth and let it begin with me.”[i]

That peace on earth could be achievable addresses a common longing in this season of confusion, unrest, distress, and grief. That I play a role in bringing peace to the world is both challenging and inspiring.

So, I’ve asked myself, how can I help bring about peace on earth? Here are a few discoveries.

Recognizing that I have a role in creating peace on earth is the first step. Just praying for peace does not make it happen. Wishing for peace does not make it so. We will never progress toward peace until I recognize and accept that peace does indeed begin with me.

When I notice people, peace can begin. Peace begins when I acknowledge the homeless on the sidewalk and in the intersection, the dying patient under my care, the family waiting for good news, and my co-workers. The friends in my circle, the prodigal standing at my door or facing me in the mirror, and the people sitting around your table need to know I see them and appreciate their existence.

Peace will come when I listen. When I listen to my spouse, my children, my closest friends, peace can begin. When I listen to the stranger, peace can begin. When I listen to my enemy, peace can begin. When I listen to my client, peace can begin. Listen to their story. When I listen to myself, and when I listen to the Lord, peace can begin. When I listen, truly listen, not just to the words, but to the heart, peace can begin.

When I talk to people, peace can begin. When I speak with them, not down to them, and not about them, peace can begin. Peace can start when I talk to the person in front of me or on the other end of a telephone conversation; or in one of the Zoom meeting windows. When I speak with humility, respect, kindness, and gentleness, peace can begin. Talk with them to learn about them, not just wait for an opportunity to talk about myself.

Peace is possible in our homes, in our workplace, and in this world, and yes, it does begin with me. So, let there be peace on earth.

“Let there be peace on earth and let it begin with me.” Take time and enjoy the song and video: Let There Be Peace on Earth

“Glory to God in the highest,
And on earth peace, goodwill toward men!” (Luke 2:14)

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[i] “Let There Be Peace on Earth” was initially written in 1955 for the International Children’s Choir by Jill Jackson-Miller and Sy Miller.

A Norvell Note for the week of December 14, 2020

Vol. 23 No. 37

Your Life Matters

On the anniversary of my mother’s death – December 8, 1964 – I intentionally set aside time to reflect on what that means.

Fifty-six years ago, today, Mama died.

That means there have been 56 Christmases, 55 birthdays, and 55 Thanksgivings without her.

That means she never saw me play basketball, baseball, run track, or my feeble attempt to play football

She never met any friend, girlfriend, teacher, coach, family, or preacher who helped fill in the void left by her passing.

She never met my wife, my in-laws, my son or my daughter, my daughter-in-law, my son-in-law, or our grandchildren.

She never heard me preach, teach a class, sing a song, read even one of my articles, or receive a copy of my book.

She never visited our home, attended graduations, shared a heartbreak, heard me lament over my failures, or celebrated a victory with me.

We never shared a cup of coffee, talked about our fears, our hopes, our dreams, had a conversation about life, faith, church, religion, politics, spoke about how difficult life can sometimes be, and so many other things.

Yet, there is never a day that her influence on my life is not felt, experienced, or seen. Her short life of forty-four years made a profound and eternal impact on my sister, my two brothers, me, and countless other people.

My Mama’s life mattered. Her life still matters.

As I continued my reflections, I recalled that this verse was the basis for the first official sermon I ever preached: “The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full.” (John 10:10, NIV)

As I prepared that sermon, I was confident that I had enough notes to preach for at least 45 minutes. At the 11-minute mark, I realized that I had nothing more to say. So, I stopped. Maybe that was the Lord telling me that it’s not the length of the sermon, nor the years of life, that matters, but the quality that matters.

He invites us to live our lives fully and abundantly. That’s how He lived, and His life mattered. That’s how my Mama lived, and her life mattered.

Your life matters. Live it well, and your influence will last far beyond your years on this earth.

Every life matters.

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ADDENDUM: Let us also remember the 300,000 people who have died this year from the virus. Each life that mattered and they will live on through those who loved them.  

A Norvell Note forthe week of December 7, 2020

Vol. 23 No. 36

Dates We Remember

There are certain days in history that we remember exactly where we were and what we were doing.

I was in Mrs. Roger’s 5th-grade class at Guernsey School when we heard about the death of President John F. Kennedy on November 22, 1963.

I was doing homework in my house listening to the radio on April 4, 1968, when I heard about Martin Luther King, Jr.’s fatal shooting while standing on the balcony outside his second-story room at the Lorraine Motel in Memphis, Tennessee.

I was with high school friends on July 20, 1969, Neil Armstrong became the first human to step on the moon.

And I was in a staff meeting at the East Brainerd Church of Christ on September 11, 2001.

I was on my way home from school when I got off the bus at my Uncle Ruby and Aunt Eunice’s grocery store on December 8, 1964, when I learned that my mother had died at the age of 44. This week marks 56 years since that day. I was 11 years old.

Even if I am paying attention, that last date hits me with a wave of nostalgia and sadness. I remind myself it’s coming, I reflect on the many other mothers who have stepped in through the years to help fill that void, and I usually spend time being grateful for the life she lived and the heritage that she left me. After all this time, I still grieve a little.

Although we may not remember the exact time and place where we first heard the word “Coronavirus,” we will never forget the year 2020. We will all remember, and many will grieve.

For those who are grieving the loss of human life, I offer these reminders.

Moving through holidays, birthdays, and anniversaries for the first time is hard. Prepare yourself for some difficult days and nights. Preparing will not eliminate the pain, but it will help.

Let yourself grieve. You need to mourn. If you find yourself feeling angry, it is okay. If you feel like crying, it is okay to cry. Whatever you are feeling is okay. Let yourself feel it.

Let yourself grieve the way that is best for you. Good and well-meaning friends and family may tell you what you should do and how you should go through this time. Let them talk. Thank them. And then, do what you need to do. If they say, “I know exactly how you feel.” They probably don’t.

Don’t hesitate to ask for help if you need it. Asking for help does not mean you are a failure. It merely means you need a little help to get through a rough spell. Call a friend, visit a neighbor, spend time with family, or join a group. You do not need to go through it alone if you don’t want to.

Yes, 2020 will be a year we will always remember, but won’t it be great when we can call it a memory.

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A Norvell Note for the week of November 30, 2020

Vol. 23 No. 35

A Time to Let Go

I have an old pair of Levi’s that are loose and frayed and worn, and now have a couple of iron-on patches. They have served me well through the years and especially during the Pandemic. But, I know the day is coming, may have already passed, when it will be time to let them go.

Our 2007 Toyota Highlander, had 8 miles on the odometer on it when I drove away from the dealership, now has almost 281,000 miles on it. Within the last year, we repaired or repaired many significant parts, the outside is scraped and scratched, and the seats are worn thin and stained. There will come a time when we will not include the Highlander in our travel plans.

I have dreamed dreams that were clear and seemingly within the realm of possibility, only to realize that they will never come true later. A successful career never materialized. The growth potential never developed. The relationship that held so much promise never evolved.

Against our will, because of the Pandemic, we have learned about letting go. We’ve let go of traditions and people who are sacred to us. We’ve let go of dreams. We’ve let go of plans. We’ve delayed graduation ceremonies and parties, reimagined wedding plans, put vacations on hold, and celebrated holiday traditions in non-traditional ways.

Life teaches us to accept that material possessions wear out, people leave us, plans can change and fall through, dreams sometimes fade, and we have to let go of them. 

The wise man who told us, “There is…a time to throw away,” also said, “There is a time to keep. [i]” So, do your best to accept the fact that letting go is a part of living a full life. It is not always easy, but acceptance is key to the process.

Then, hold on to what you can. Add another patch to those favorite jeans, as long as it is cost-effective, make those auto repairs, and keep dreams. Cherish every moment with your family and friends. Hold tight, keep it running, dream on, and live a rich life of blessings and blessing others.

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[i] Proverbs 3:6

A Norvell Note forthe week of November 23, 2020

Vol. 23 No. 34

We Can Still Be Thankful

We wear masks to protect others and ourselves, but creative people have provided colorful, unique, and safe face coverings. For these people and these masks are thankful.  

Medical professionals are still willing to risks their lives to save others’ lives; some have lost their lives. For these dedicated workers, we are thankful.

Companies have been thoughtful and innovative in developing tools and opportunities for their employees to work remotely. For this can be thankful for that.

Individuals, churches, businesses, and food banks collect and distribute tons of food and essential products to families so they will not go hungry. For these generous hearts, we are thankful. 

Nearly 100,000 small businesses have closed, millions have lost their jobs. If you are still working for this, you can be thankful.

Teachers, school administrators, and parents are learning new and creative ways to provide quality education. For dedicated teachers and determined parents, we can be thankful.

Church leadership teams are being diligent in providing meaningful ways to worship safely. For these spiritual leaders, we can be thankful.

You may not be able to have a typical Thanksgiving this year, but hopefully, you can safely share a meal with someone you love. For this, you can be thankful.

We may not be able to reach out and physically touch someone who needs encouragement, but we can use the technology we have to call, text, email, FaceTime, or Zoom to remind them that you love them and are thankful for them. For this, we can be grateful.

The deaths from the pandemic and increasing cases of violence have reminded us that life is fragile. If you are healthy and your family safe and well, for good health, we should be thankful.

In a year when almost everything has changed, we have the opportunity to be a source of hope and peace. For this, we can be thankful.

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A Norvell Note forthe week of November 9, 2020

Vol. 23 No. 32

Hear us. Help us. Heal us. Hold us.

Rather than recap all the happenings of last the nine months, and especially the last week, I’ll just pray.

Hear us, Lord.

On any given day, and especially on this day, we need to know. You hear us. Some of us are crying out in despair, some in frustration, and some in sadness and anger. We are also crying out with disbelief, relief, joy, and celebration. All of us are crying out for wisdom, patience, understanding, and discernment. All of us are crying out for calmness, restraint, justice, and mercy. Hear us, Lord.

Help us, Lord.

Whether we are experiencing feelings of celebration or feelings of defeat, we interact with one another in our homes, work with friends and in church, help us express our feelings with respect, humility, and graciousness. When we talk about the events taking place in the world around us, give us the language that builds others up and encourages those who listen. Help us, Lord.

Heal us, Lord.

We are battered and bruised, confused and distracted, afraid, and cautious about the future. Our opinions, decisions, and assumptions divide us. We are trying to maintain our hope, but we struggle to maintain that attitude of hopefulness consistently. We are hurting. Heal us, Lord.

Hold us, Lord.

A child frightened by a thunderstorm, or awakened by a nightmare, wants to be held and comforted. So we want to hear Your calming voice and long for the peacefulness of resting in Your strong arms. We trust You, and we need You. Hold us, Lord.

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A Norvell Note for the week of November 2, 2020 

Vol. 23 No. 31

So That You May Have Peace

“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, NIV)

Jesus spoke those words to His closest friends as He moved toward the cross, as they encountered a time of confusion and struggle as they had never known. He wanted them to see that He was aware of what they were experiencing even though He would not be with them in the flesh.

The circumstances are different, but our need for comfort and peace is just as real today.

We are living in a time of confusion and struggle. How many people will die from the Coronavirus? How much longer with the pandemic last? Will I be able to pay my mortgage? Will I be able to feed my family? Will I get COVID? What if one of my loved ones gets it? Will our nation be at peace after the election ends? Will all people ever be treated as equals? Why is this happening? When will it end?

It took some time before the disciples completely understood what He was saying to them, but He wanted to prepare them for what was ahead. It will take some time before we fully grasp what has happened and is happening to us and our country. It is exhausting, and maybe futile, to try to answer all the questions.

We can find comfort (“take heart”) in knowing God is aware of our situation. He knows what we are going through, and He knows how it is affecting us. He may not choose to intervene or change the circumstances, but He knows, and He is with us.

We can find comfort in knowing that He has overcome the world. “In this world you will have trouble.” How? That is another question I can’t answer, but I am confident that it is true. When He ready, He will reveal His plan.

I don’t know when the pandemic will end. I don’t know what will happen when the vote is final. I don’t know what will happen an hour from now. But, I do know that God is here, Jesus is alive, and the Spirit is with us and in us. That is enough for today.

Peace be with you. 

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A Norvell Note forthe week of October 26, 2020

Vol. 23 No. 30

God Is for Us

Surveys and opinion polls abound!

On any given day, we may receive multiple texts, emails, and telephone calls asking us to express our feelings about a product we use, a business we frequent, or a service we have received. As the election nears an end, political parties want us to show our support of a particular candidate or issue by asking for our vote and, in some cases, by making a financial commitment. Voting locations and intersections are overrun with signs and banners pleading for our support.

Our conversations are full of questions like who are you for in the presidential elections, what college team to do you support, what do you think about the virus, social injustice, and global warming?

The media is obsessed with polls showing which candidate is leading by what percentage? Signs planted on the lawns of the neighborhood reveal the resident’s preference. Television ads and social media posts express approval of one candidate or political party over another.

We respond to these solicitations by indicating that we are either for or against them. We base our opinions on whether the person is for and against the same things we are. We trust they mean what they say. We hope they will keep the promises they make during to campaign.

With so many making promises of what they will do for us and how they will stand with us and work for us, it is comforting to know that there is One we know is for us and will be with us no matter what.

“If God is for us, who can be against us?” (Romans 8:31, NIV)

This verse and the verses that surround it assures us that regardless of promises that we hear, kept, or not kept by politicians, government leaders, businesses, or service organizations, the One that matters is for us. That’s what matters.

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A Norvell Note forthe week of October 12, 2020

Vol. 23 No. 28

While reading in the Gospel of John, I came across a sticky note at the beginning of chapter 11. That’s the chapter where Lazarus, a close friend of Jesus, has died. Jesus shows up, weeps for, and with the people, then brings Lazarus back to life. The sticky note reads: “Agents of life in a world of death.”  

The quote is from a sermon I heard a few years ago (Thanks Josh Graves) before I began working in hospice care as an encouragement to be life-giving people in our communities. Now it speaks more directly to my role in the lives of my patients and their families. I am an agent of life in a world of death.

During this season of political and social, and the number of deaths from the Coronavirus has surpassed 210,000, we all can be agents of life in a world of death.

We can be agents of life in a world of death with our words. We can speak the truth, speak clearly, speak with kindness.

We can be agents of life in a world of death with our actions. “Act justly and love mercy and walk humbly with your God.”

We can be agents of life in a world of death with our presence. This message continually rings in my ears: Be present. Live in the now. Be where you are.

Being agents of life in a world of death is both a challenge and an honor. To think that our words, actions, and physical presence can make a positive difference is what being a follower of Jesus is all about. It is what being human is all about.

As you go about your day, remember you are an agent of life in a world of death. Give life. Give hope.

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The first week of July 2020

“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. (Matthew 11:28-29, NIV)

I have decided to follow my advice based on this text from last week and take a break. A three-month sabbatical from writing A Norvell Note. No, I don’t have COVID-19, or any other serious disease, as far as I know. But, I am weary and burdened, and I need to rest my mind and be with Jesus.

I hope to see you again in October. In the meantime, be well and listen to the wisdom from Andrew Peterson: Be Kind To Yourself.

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Vol. 22 No. 25            The week of June 28, 2020

When You Don’t Know What Else to Do

Where do you go when you don’t know where else to go? What do you do when you don’t know what else to do?

With the resurgence of increased COVID cases, rising unemployment rates, and heightened racial tensions, we are all searching for answers and looking for guidance. 

For the weary, the confused, and those who are starting to feel hopeless, I offer these words from Jesus.

“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. (Matthew 11:28-29, NIV)

As tired as we may be of being told to stay home and wear a mask if we go out, Jesus is not tired of hearing from us and continues to welcome us into His presence where we can rest.

As difficult as it is to know who is right or wrong and who, if anyone, has the answers, we know that Jesus is truth, all-knowing will always be here to comfort and guide us.

As exhausting as it is to listen to one more negative news report, hear about one more death, or be told one more time that we should be afraid of the air we breathe, we know Jesus is not exhausted. He is our place of rest, comfort, and hope.

Are you tired of caring for the sick? 

Are you burdened by the demands of your life?

Are you looking for comfort and peace?

Are you hurting and lonely and feel isolated? 

Jesus says, “Come to me.”

When you don’t know what else to do, turn to Jesus. He will be waiting with open arms, reminding you to  “Come to me.”

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Vol. 22 No. 24            The week of June 21, 2020

This is a semi-constant prayer and desire.

Let 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)

Father let the words of my mouth be pleasing to You.

Words are plentiful, and sometimes I say too much. But sometimes I don’t say enough. Sometimes I speak kindly and build people up. But sometimes my words are harsh and tear others down. 

Sometimes my words bring laughter and help people feel better. But sometimes my humor makes them feel worse.  

I know I’m guilty of succumbing to moments of frustration, judgment, and insensitivity. But in my heart, my truest desire is always to use my words to bring light, joy, hope, and peace to those who read them. 

Father let the meditation of my heart be pleasing to you.

So I pray, Lord, give me words that comfort those who are hurting, bring peace to those who are anxious, bring joy to those who are sad, and bring hope to those who are hopeless.

Remind me that the words I speak and write are the result of the meditation of my heart. Help me keep my focus on You-  the battles You have empowered me to fight and the struggles You have enabled me to overcome- so that when I speak or write, those who receive my words will be able to hear and see You more clearly.  

O Lord, my rock and my redeemer.

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Vol. 22 No. 23            June 15, 2020

I have many questions, but few answers. I see many problems, but few solutions. I have some level of influence and insight, but not enough to calm the fears, relieve the pain, or reduce the level of anger that exists in our world. 

I cannot change all the things that need to be changed, but there is one thing I know; change starts with me. 

It starts with me, loving my neighbor as myself.

It starts with me, treating my wife with love and respect.

It starts with loving my children and grandgirls and helping them see Jesus in my words and actions.

It starts with me walking across the street to meet my new neighbor and being kind and thoughtful to those who live around me.  

It starts with taking a deep breath before I react to a person not wearing a mask at the gas pump next to me.

It starts with going beyond good intentions and doing what I know I need to do.

It starts with me listening instead of trying to prove my point and keeping my mouth closed when I want to speak unkindly.

It starts with me speaking up, even when it’s more comfortable to be silent. 

It starts with me, expressing the joy in being alive, even when joy is hard to find…especially when joy is hard to find.

It starts with me, following the instructions from the prophet: 

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)

It starts with me treating others how I want to be treated. 

It starts with allowing God’s Spirit to more fully develop love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control. Because against such things there is no law. (Galatians 5)

It starts with remembering this truth:

 Whoever claims to live in him must live as Jesus did. (1John 2:6) 

I realize there are changes that must occur in our political structures, social systems, and institutions that may be beyond my scope of influence. But change must come.  

And that change starts with me. 

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Vol. 22 No. 22 | June 8, 2020

I was listening to Sara Bereilles’s song, A Safe Place to Land, struck by how much the lyrics reflect the times in which we are living.

When pain is all that they offer 
You know the famine so well, but never met the feast 
Like a kiss from the lips of monster 
And home is the belly of the beast 

When holding your breath is safer than breathing 
When letting go is braver than keeping 
When innocent words turn to lies 
And you can't hide by closing your eyes 

The ocean is wild and over your head
And the boat beneath you is sinking
Don't need room for your bags
Hope is all that you have
So say the Lord's prayer twice, hold your babies tight
Surely someone will reach out a hand
And show you a safe place to land
 
Oh, imagine yourself in a building
Up in flames being told to stand still
The window's wide open
This leap is on faith
You don't know who will catch you
Maybe somebody will
 
The ocean is wild and over your head
And the boat beneath you is sinking
Don't need room for your bags
Hope is all that you have
So say the Lord's prayer twice, hold your babies tight
Surely someone will reach out a hand
And show you a safe place to land
 
Be the hand of a hopeful stranger
A little scared but you're strong enough
Be the light in the dark of this danger
'Til the sun comes up..

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 it the kingdom and the power And glory forever. 
Amen.

Vol. 22 No. 22 | June 1, 2020 

Take Heart! 

As parents, we want to protect our children and prepare them for what’s ahead if we can: 

Ok, sweetie, we’re going to the doctor. They’re going to poke you with a needle and it’ll hurt for a little while, but I’ll be right beside you. 

We’re going to a busy part of town, so stay close to me, wait for the man to turn green on the sign, and always look both ways before you cross the street.

Jesus wanted to protect his followers, as well. He was about to go to the cross, He tried to prepare them for what was shaping up to be an unprecedented time of disappointment, sadness, chaos, and confusion.  

  “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, NIV)

Jesus’s words are as true now as they were then. And He wants to comfort His followers today the same as he did those who followed him then. He knows there will be times when life will be filled with confusion and uncertainty, disappointment and sadness, hatred and prejudice, and sickness and death.   

And He wants to make sure we know that when we experience trouble or hardship, whether because of our faith or simply because we live in a fallen world, we must not give in to fear or lose hope. 

Jesus is still communicating with us today, but we have to remember to listen. Because without a clear focus on His words, our spirits will start to dwindle, and we’ll lose sight of the good and beautiful things that still remain amidst all the tragedy and chaos in the world. 

And we must take heart because He has provided us a way to have peace even in the midst of it.

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Vol. 22 No. 21 | May 25, 2020

Writing during COVID has been difficult. 

While I am adjusting to and enjoying the calm and slower pace, my previous varied routine stimulated more thoughts and helped stir my imagination. Now, my mind drifts away more (and my mind is prone to wandering). 

Knowing how to choose new and refreshing words that encourage and offer hope is harder now, too. So much has been and is being said (some worthwhile, some worthless), and phrases like “We are in this together” and “We’ll get through this together” seem a bit trite at this point. 

Even writing about my writing woes seems minor compared to what so many others are coping with: those who are honoring and mourning their loved ones who died serving our country; business and church leaders wrestling to determine the safest means of reopening; families that have lost a loved one during this time and must wait weeks or months for a memorial service; doctors and nurses who continue to care for patients with limited resources and less than ideal conditions…

And yet, I write, remembering the true meaning of the phrase “labor of love.” And I do my best to remember that our struggles and suffering are temporary. And yes, we will get through this together, but only if we must keep our hearts open and eyes focused on the gifts that remain and the blessings that are to come.

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, NIV)

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Vol. 22 No. 20 | May 18, 2020

I watched the compost truck’s huge pinchers come down, clutch the dumpster on either side, raise it above the truck, shake it a few times, and set it back down on the side of the street. Within minutes, the truck had come and gone and the trash dumpster was empty. It had taken me much longer and a lot more struggle just to roll the dumpster  from behind our fence to the curb.

As I witnessed the powerful display of mechanical strength, I thought about how foolish it would’ve been for me to run outside and tell the truck driver how heavy the load was and insist on helping him, just as would be for me to insist on doing the Lord’s work for him. 

There have been times when I’ve watched our children struggle to find their way. Even though I had prayed for them to know the Lord and let Him guide their steps, I still thought there were times when God was acting too slow and maybe needed my assistance to move things along. But every time, He would put the right people in each of my children’s paths at just the right time to accomplish far more than I could have imagined.

The truth is, I’ve thought I’ve known how to fix a situation, relationship, or person better than God more times than I’d like to recall. And every time, I’ve looked back and seen how perfectly His plan has unfolded, leaving me feeling like Job after his requested Q&A with God.

Job answered:

“I’m speechless, in awe—words fail me.

    I should never have opened my mouth!

I’ve talked too much, way too much.

    I’m ready to shut up and listen.”  (Job 40:4-5, The Message)

There is so much going on in the world right now that I wish I could explain and resolve, but I can’t. I can work to improve my circumstances and help others with the gifts and abilities I have, but I cannot do God’s work. And I don’t need to. 

He has it taken care of, and His plan will unfold infinitely better than I could have ever imagined. So, I’m ready to shut up and listen.

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Vol. 22 No. 19 | May 11, 2020

What is something that you have enjoyed about the quarantine that has surprised you?

I haven’t been surprised that the stay at home restrictions have allowed me to spend more time with my wife, accomplish more tasks around the house, reconnect with old friends, rearrange my study two or three times, and spend less time in my car. 

But I have been surprised to find myself walking down the middle of the street. 

Concrete sidewalks are hard on my ankles and knees, so I’ve always preferred walking and jogging on the asphalt. But dodging traffic can be tricky, not to mention dangerous. 

But not now. Even at peak traffic hours, our neighborhood is so quiet, I find myself strolling right down the middle of the street, lost in the music flowing through my EarPods. It’s perfect, really- so much space, no curbs to negotiate, and I’m always at least six feet away from everybody else.

On a recent stroll, I started thinking about other welcomed surprises that have come out of a tough season or hard chapter.

When I was eleven, I could think of nothing worse than my mother dying. But through the years, God has blessed me with numerous substitute mothers to fill in some of the empty space.

When I got the chickenpox as an adult in a small Ukrainian village and felt like I was going to die, I thought life couldn’t get much worse.  But I made it through in one piece and it gave me a great story to share over the years.  

When I had to have major oral surgery in my late forties, I thought it was the worst thing that could happen. Instead, my surgeon became a good friend and I had the privilege of officiating his wedding that same year.

When our church teams would grow frustrated with the business side of ministry, wondering what the point of it all was, God would always send us new people and ways to serve that refreshed our souls and restored our faith.

As I thought about all the good that has come out of unfortunate situations in my life, I was reminded of this verse: 

In the morning, Lord, you hear my voice;

In the morning I lay my requests before you

And wait expectantly. (Psalm 5:3, NIV)

As we now learn to live with whatever awaits us, may we also wait expectantly for God’s surprises. You might even find yourself being one of those surprises in the life of another. 

And by the way, I only condone walking in the middle of the street when they are deserted. And please, if by chance a vehicle does approach, please move to the side of the street.

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Vol. 22 No. 18 | May 4, 2020

Max Lucado shares the epic tale of Joseph’s life story, including his long journey of betrayal, rejection by his family, and years of waiting and isolation, reminding us,  “While we are waiting (resting in God’s care), God is working.”

A timely statement, isn’t it? While we are waiting, God is working.

We are waiting, wondering how long we will be waiting. We are waiting for things to get to whatever the next normal is going to be; to see our family and friends in person; to see if opening up the country is the right thing to do. We are waiting to find out what eating out, shopping, or going to the grocery store will be like. We are waiting to see how many more people are going to die.

We are waiting, and while we are waiting, God is working. We may not know exactly what He is doing or what the outcome of all this will be, but we know He is working. 

We can take comfort in the fact that God is working for our good. He always does. God is good, all the time, and He is working for our good. 

The suffering may continue for a while, the questions may go unanswered for a while, and the waiting will probably continue for a while, but be comforted knowing that God is working for our good all the time, and we will be taken care of. 

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. For those God foreknew he also predestined to be conformed to the image of his Son, that he might be the firstborn among many brothers and sisters.

                                                                              (Romans 8:28-29, NIV)

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Vol. 22 No. 17 | April 27, 2020

So Weak and Helpless

When I sat down to write this week, I realized that I have run out of new words. So, I’m pulling out a piece I wrote many years ago, cut a few paragraphs and added a couple of new ones.

[Written: September 8, 2003, Published in Until Hope Returns, June 2018]
         “Lord, I feel so weak and helpless!” That is the honest cry of the struggling servant. That is the honest cry of one who tries to serve the Creator of the universe but wonders if he has the strength to continue. That is the heart cry of mothers, fathers, sons, and daughters. That is the heart cry of the husbands and wives. That is the pleading of the disciple who wants more than anything to faithfully follow God, but who is growing weary, confused, and wondering if he has what it takes to overcome to the end. 
         “Lord, I feel so weak and helpless!” says the father as he watches his son makes one more decision that will lead him farther from home. He has prayed constantly since before the boy was born that he would be a good father. That he would have wisdom. That he would be able to guide this son as God would have him to. Now, he’s wondering what he did wrong. 
         “Lord, I feel so weak and helpless!” says the man who is struggling to keep his business going. He has integrity. He believes in doing what is right, but the “good guy” seems to be coming in last. He is not sure how much longer he can hold on.
         “Lord, I feel so weak and helpless!” says the single mom who must be mom, dad, friend, disciplinarian, and spiritual leader for the children she has been left to care for. She’s committed to bringing them to church regularly, but even that has become a battleground. 
         “Lord, I feel so weak and helpless!”

[Written: April 2020]

“Lord, I feel so weak and helpless!” says the ones who have lost their jobs and wonder how they are going to pay their rent. Those are the words of the schoolteacher who is preparing online classes for her students as well as helping her own children do their schoolwork and missing out on joys of being at home with her children. That is the confession of those of us who have been staying home to be healthy and to protect others, working from home but constantly feeling the need to do more.

 “Lord, I feel so weak and helpless!” says the medical workers who are and committed to being there with their patients, so they don’t die alone. Says the patient who is confused and dying, afraid and unsure why this is happening, and unable to communicate with his family. And that is the cry of the family members who cannot be with him, hold his hand, and tell him his is loved as he takes his last breath.

“Lord, I feel so weak and helpless!”
         God hears the cries. 
         He responds. “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.”
         To keep me from becoming conceited because of these surpassingly great revelations, there was given me a thorn in my flesh, a messenger of Satan, to torment me. Three times I pleaded with the Lord to take it away from me. But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore, I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong. (1 Corinthians 12:7-10, NIV).
         “Lord, I feel so weak and helpless!” His grace is sufficient.

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Vol. 22 No. 16 | April 20, 2020

Reminders from God

I have always tried to see the messages and lessons God is trying to teach me whenever I go through difficult times. Here are some of the latest:

I am well aware of everything that is going on, so you don’t need to be concerned about not being in control. 

God knows I need to be reminded of this often, and He does. Now, it’s on a daily basis. He is reminding me that I’m in His hands and His hands are strong and gentle. He is reminding me that since I’m not in control, I can relax knowing that He is capable and trustworthy.

I am well aware of your needs, your fears, your sadness, and you can be sure that I will continue to bless you.

He is blessing me with rest. He is blessing me with opportunities to connect and reconnect with friends and family, even if from a distance. He is blessing me with calmness. He is blessing me with a good job. He is blessing me with tools to communicate, words to read and share, and time for reflection. He is blessing me in ways I never expected. 

I am well aware of how you grieve for all My children who are dying, and I want you to know they are not alone.

He is with those who are suffering. He might be dressed as a doctor or first responder, but He is there.He is reminding me that it’s perfectly fine to grieve for them. But I have to keep looking forward and helping those He is placing in my path who are still living. 

He is reminding me of my purpose.  

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Vol. 22 No. 15 | April 13, 2020

Give Me Something To Do

Millions of people, more than we could have fathomed a few weeks ago, are now unemployed due to COVID-19. And even those who are fortunate enough to be employed, are often at a loss for what to do. 

One afternoon, when I slipped (or fell headlong) into a particularly deep abyss of helplessness, my favorite line from Sense and Sensibility came to me. It’s during the scene when Marianne falls extremely ill. Her suitor, Colonel Brandon, paces the halls, desperate for something to do to try to help her, and pleads, “Give me an occupation, Miss Dashwood, or I shall run mad.” 

You may be feeling something similar. Give me an occupation so I can support my family. Give me something I can do to help the frontline workers. Give me something I can do to make life better for people who are struggling…

Earlier that same day I was reading the Jesus story from Luke 4.

When Jesus stood up to read the scroll of the prophet Isaiah was handed to him. Unrolling it, he found the place where it is written:

“The Spirit of the Lord is on me,

    because he has anointed me

    to proclaim good news to the poor.

He has sent me to proclaim freedom for the prisoners

    and recovery of sight for the blind,

to set the oppressed free,

     to proclaim the year of the Lord’s favor.” (Luke 4:17-19, NIV) 

I can’t touch a blind person’s eyes and make him see. I do not have the means to feed all the hungry people in my community. And I don’t have the power to go into a hospice patient’s room and heal them. 

But I do have the capacity to listen to my wife, friends, and co-workers when they need to share their fears and concerns. I can share the good things I see and hear with people who might need their spirits lifted. I can listen to what the Spirit is saying and maybe calling me to do. And I can proclaim there is freedom in Christ, and even in these difficult times, God is with us and His favor is on us. 

I hope you will be gentle on yourself and others this week. And remember, you can’t do everything, but you can do something, and you can do it with love, compassion, and kindness.  

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Vol. 22 No. 14 | April 6, 2020

What We Can When We Can

Not long before Jesus is put on trial and crucified, He is invited to a friend’s for dinner. During the meal, a woman comes into the room, opens a bottle of expensive perfume, and begins to pour it on His head. As described in The Message:

Some of the guests became furious among themselves. ‘That’s criminal! A sheer waste! This perfume could have been sold for well over a year’s wages and handed out to the poor.’ They swelled up in anger, nearly bursting with indignation over her.

Jesus defends her, saying, “She did what she could. She poured perfume on my body beforehand to prepare for my burial” (Mark 14:8, NIV). Or as stated in The Message, “She did what she could when she could…” 

There is much we could discuss about this passage, especially during this season. But I want to focus on the underlying message in these words: “She did what she could when she could.” 

The man who puts on a mask and gloves and goes to the grocery store to get what his family needs for the week; and the man who checks in on his elderly neighbor to make sure she has what she needs…is doing what he can when he can. 

The woman who kisses her family goodbye and heads to the hospital to help care for the  sick; and the woman who sits down at her sewing machine to make masks for her friends and neighbors…is doing what she can when she can.

The men and women who load up their vans with packages and make their daily rounds; and the people who share their gifts, positive words, and guidance with others who might need them…are doing what they can when they can. 

All of us who are staying at home, and when we must go out, taking precautions to keep ourselves and those around us safe; all of us who are treating others with kindness, patience, and respect and doing our best to spread positivity…are doing the best we can when we can. 

The anxiety and frustration created by our inability to do and help more is likely to continue over the next few weeks. But we can only do what we can when we can. 

Let’s focus on that, and that will be enough.

“And you can be sure that wherever in the whole world the Message is preached, what she just did is going to be talked about admiringly.” (9)

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Vol. 22 No. 13 | March 30, 2020

Finding myself with a little more time on my hands this week, I started listing things that didn’t seem to matter as much as they did a few days ago. 

• Email offers for discounted golf balls
• Airlines offering great travel deals 
• Ads like, “Be secluded in the perfect vacation hideaway.”
• Road sign: Guardrail damage ahead. (Not Covid-related, but I’ve never understood why we need to know this information.)
• Shaving and the need for a haircut
• Church leaders who are still pondering: “To Cancel or Not to Cancel: That Is the Question.”
• Opinions – mine and yours
• Arguing
• My ego
• Yesterday
• Tomorrow

Then I started listing what matters most and always has.

• Relationships – family and genuine friendships 
• Good healthcare
• Men and women who have the courage and compassion to use their skills to take care of others
• Birds – flying, singing, and just being birds
• Words- those that I use to bring joy and encouragement to others, and those that bring joy and encouragement to me
• Living in this moment
• Being quiet and still
• Music
• The ability to walk
• A nice breeze
• Good neighbors
• God’s constant and abiding presence

These are just simple lists to keep track of the way I’m adjusting my thinking to stay mentally and spiritually healthy during a time of uncertainty and dramatic change. 

In a way, these lists are simply counting my blessings. But they are also helping to calm my soul and remind me of what is really important and what isn’t. 

May I encourage you to do the same. Start with your family, friends, faith and God’s faithfulness. Pay attention to the world around you. Clear your head and listen to your thoughts, listen to your heart. Pause. Reflect on what matters.

Then, when you finish making your list, sing these words:

Praise God from whom all blessings flow

Praise Him all creatures here below

Praise Him above ye heavenly hosts

Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost

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Vol. 22 No. 12 | March 23, 2020

Even in the Valley

Words are plentiful right now. We are hearing words about disease and distress; bitterness and blame; and thankfully, humor and hope. Words are plentiful, yet here I sit, searching for the right ones to comfort, encourage, and bring you hope.  

As I search, I remember these words: 

Even though I walk 

…the valley of the shadow of death…

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)

So with  these words in mind, I pray:

Father, we are in the darkest of valleys, darker than most of us have ever walked through. We confess that we are sometimes afraid, confused, sad, and lonely. And it is sometimes difficult to hear Your words above all the others coming from fear, anger, frustration. 

So, Father, we ask You to remind us in very real ways that You are our Shepherd, and as our Shepherd, we are protected and safe. Give us words that comfort, and help us share those words so others can find comfort. Remind us that, even in the dark valleys, we are not alone. And remind us of other dark valleys through which we have walked safely with You before. 

Father, thank You for Your words of comfort, for being our Shepherd, and for walking beside us, even in the valley, as we make our way to the other side. 

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Vol. 22 No. 11 | March 16, 2020

A Different Norm

This weekend, I would normally be settling in to watch a full day of college basketball, which would normally be followed by three weeks of March Madness. I might occasionally switch channels to the final rounds of the Players Championship in anticipation of the upcoming  Master’s Tournament and I would not be watching the news and press conferences.

Normally, I would have had my hair cut this morning. I wouldn’t be worried about touching my face or making sure I wash or sanitize my hands after touching every foreign object. And I would not have the phrase “social distancing” as part of my vocabulary. And normally, our communities wouldn’t be clearing the shelves of toilet paper and taking such drastic measures to isolate and protect ourselves.

 I know we’re all feeling frustrated and anxious, and struggling to remain calm in the midst of all the chaos and fear. So here are a couple of suggestions from a fellow struggler with the hope that they will provide some comfort in these unsettling times. 

Be informed, but don’t allow fear to consume you.

Take a break from the news and do something that relaxes or brings you joy. You can stay informed by checking one trustworthy news source. But obsessively listening to the fear-based theories and stories will only create more fear. At this point, less is more

Be cautious, but don’t disconnect. 

Practice social distancing and solitude when necessary, but stay in touch with your friends and family. We are blessed to have the technology to call, text, email, and video chat with the people we care about. And since everything seems to be shutting down, you might even have time to write a real handwritten letter.

Be calm and enjoy the downtime. 

You can spend the extra time you have at home doing things that uplift and relax you. Watch a movie, read a book, take a walk, or listen to music. And although many churches are canceling public gatherings, you can still find their sermons streaming online. 

One of the most positive things I’ve heard that I keep coming back to is this: We are in this together, we will get through this, and God is enough. And we will. By coming together, even if physically separated, and by leaning on God for guidance and comfort, we will get through this. 

“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)

So please, be informed, be cautious, and be calm. And remember He has you and the whole world in His hands (sanitized and germ-free)

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Vol. 22 No. 10 | March 9, 2020

A Prayer for Tennessee

Father, You are the only One who can truly understand the tremendous amount of pain and suffering the people of Tennessee are experiencing-within seconds, homes were leveled, lives were lost, and families were forever changed. 

I lift them up to You, Lord, asking You to provide for their needs. 

Countless people no longer have a place to sleep, a vehicle to drive, water to drink, clothes to wear, or food to eat.

Many more need help dealing with trauma and new fears they might not even be able to name, including those who weren’t directly impacted.

And almost everyone knows someone who needs comforting and time to grieve the deaths of their children, parents, relatives, and friends.  

Help them to know how they might help others. 

Whether we acknowledge it or not, regardless of our circumstances, every single one of us needs and deserves the healing love of Your presence. 

I lift them up to You, Lord, asking You to provide for their needs. 

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Another way to help: One Generation Away

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Vol. 22 No. 09 | March 2, 2020

Most of us know the famous line from the horror film, The Fly, “Be afraid. Be very afraid.” Although the film came out in the ’80s, this line keeps popping into my head, because it seems to be the place we are all operating from. 

Each political candidate warns us about how dangerous their opponent is. We’re so afraid of mass shootings, we avoid going to public places. We’re afraid of Coronavirus. We’re afraid of not being able to afford our medications. Or if we can afford them, we’re afraid they won’t work. We’re afraid of not finding a job, then when we find one, we’re afraid of losing it. We’re afraid we won’t have enough money, then when we have enough, we’re afraid of running out.

“Be afraid. Be very afraid.” 

It’s true, we live in a culture saturated with fear. I get frustrated when I find myself letting it control my life. Because deep down, The only way I know to avoid being controlled by fear is to stay focused on the One who is watching over us. 

I lift up my eyes to the mountains—

    where does my help come from?

My help comes from the Lord,

    the Maker of heaven and earth.

He will not let your foot slip—

    he who watches over you will not slumber;

Indeed, he who watches over Israel

    will neither slumber nor sleep.

The Lord watches over you—

    the Lord is your shade at your right hand;

he sun will not harm you by day,

    nor the moon by night.

The Lord will keep you from all harm—

    he will watch over your life;

The Lord will watch over your coming and going

    both now and forevermore. (Psalm 121)

We live in scary times and can’t avoid being impacted by some of the threats we face. But we also live in times that are good and exciting. So instead of focusing our attention on what scares us, why not focus on the things that inspire and bring us peace. 

God did not put us here to walk around in a constant state of fear. He is love, the opposite of fear, and we are His creations, which means we are made of love. We have a choice- we can choose to consume media that reminds us of all the death and gloom, or we can focus on the positive stories and events that are happening in our lives. 

This doesn’t mean we have to live with our heads in the sand. We can just choose to approach our day from a place of love, look for it and find ways to share it- with ourselves and others- through our thoughts, beliefs, and actions. If we do this, we are letting God work through us- the greatest source of power there is. 

Look to God, focus on His source of love, and the things you fear don’t stand a chance. 

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Vol. 22 No. 08 | February 24, 2020

Transition: the process or a period of changing from one state or condition to another.

Transitions are inevitable — some good, some bad; some gratifying, some regrettable; some deliberate and some unforeseen. 

In life, we transition from birth to childhood, adolescence to adulthood, and eventually, to the next life. 

In work, we transition from one job to another, from being the newbie to a veteran employee.

We transition from winter to spring to summer to fall. And as the day transitions to night, we go from being fully conscious to drifting into a deep sleep, then back to being fully awake. 

To survive life’s transitions, we need something to keep us balanced and help us maintain some sense of stability. Reminding myself that God is real, that He is always with us, and that He can be trusted provides that stability for me.  

But I trust in you, Lord; I say, “You are my God.” My times are in your hands; 

(Psalm 31:14-15)

Because God wanted to make the unchanging nature of his purpose very clear to the heirs of what was promised e confirmed it with an oath. God did this so that, by two unchangeable things in which it is impossible for God to lie, we who have fled to take hold of the hope set before us may be greatly encouraged. We have this hope as an anchor for the soul, firm and secure. It enters the inner sanctuary behind the curtain, where our forerunner, Jesus, has entered on our behalf. He has become a high priest forever, in the order of Melchizedek. (Hebrews 6:17-20)

Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows. (James 1:17)

Most likely, you are in some transition at this very moment. Keep your eyes on Jesus, trust in God, follow His guidance, and live in His presence. His love is constant, and that will never change.  

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Vol. 22 No. 07 | February 17, 2020

“God moves in a mysterious way. His wonders to perform;” 

These first two hymn lines, written by William Cowper in 1774, are often quoted when an amazing, unexpected event is happening, has happened, or is about to happen. 

A couple prays for years to be blessed with a child, but nothing happens. They finally stop all the tests and procedures and accept that they will never have a child of their own. A month later, she finds out she’s pregnant. 

Every night, the parents call their estranged son, praying he will answer. They finally decide to start clearing out his room, believing he will never return. That night, he calls them and asks to come home. 

The church congregation is making great strides in building a large community of rich fellowship, despite one influential leader’s efforts to spread gossip and negativity. But eventually, the leader’s toxicity spreads. And just as he is about to succeed at pitting one group of members against the other, he’s unexpectedly transferred to another state for his job. 

After a long dry season, the man wonders if God is hearing his prayers. He tries desperately to hang on to hope, but the despair continues. The uncertainty and frustration escalate to the point of unbearable, when suddenly, the unexpected happens; the door opens, letting in light and opportunities beyond what he could have ever hoped for. 

God moves in a mysterious way, His wonders to perform. 

God moves in ways that we can’t always see or understand. But let there be no doubt, He is always moving for you. 

If you are enduring a season of disappointment and discouragement, remember, God still moves. If your prayers seem to be unheard and unanswered, remember, God moves and His wonders He will perform.

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Vol. 22 No. 06       February 10, 2020

I know, I wrote a piece about peace a couple of weeks ago. But it seems like an appropriate time to reapply the wisdom and comfort of these words. 

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)

The challenge: Do not be anxious about anything. 

If I could write an article that provided a fail-proof plan for how to accomplish this, I would be set for life. Instead, all I can do is offer my suggestions for dealing with our anxieties. 

The action: Present your requests to God. 

This part is relatively easy for me. I have plenty of requests to present to God: Give me wisdom to make good choices. Give me the strength to use the wisdom You give me. Show me who I should pull for in the upcoming election. Lead me to the job you want me to accept. Help me be a good husband, Dad, Papa, and friend. Give me insight to understand people’s fears and struggles and the ability to guide and encourage them. 

I think there is a lot of flexibility in how these requests are presented to God. I don’t think the method is as important as the act of simply presenting our requests to God, whether through tears of joy or sadness. Sometimes I present them in my journal, sometimes in the middle of the night when I can’t sleep, and sometimes in my car or a coffee shop. I also think it’s helpful to make a list of positives and negatives, in both good times and bad. Just say: “Lord, here they are. I give them to you.” 

The result: The peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and minds in Christ Jesus. 

The key for me is to leave my requests with Him and trust that He will give me peace. I have experienced this when trying to make a decision, sorting through my hopes and dreams, or weighing possibilities and options. I don’t understand or know how to explain it (He said I would not be able to), but I know when it happens. There is a feeling of serenity and relief. And it is real.

This peace is from God and it is real peace. Present your requests to God and enjoy the results. 

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Vol. 22 No. 04 January 27, 2020

This thought came to me recently: There are a lot of people in the world. 

I know, not terribly profound, but what else do you think about when you are stuck in traffic on the freeway? 

Here’s what it looks like to me

• Population of the world: approaching 8 billion people: 331,002,651 live in the United States. (Worldometer) 
• 28.7 million people live in Texas
• 2 million live in the Austin metropolitan area
• 43,480 in Kyle, Texas 
• 1294 people who have claimed me as a “friend” on Facebook (some of those are family)
• 11 people in our immediate family 
• 2 of us are living in our home

Who are all of these people? Where are they going? Where have they been? What is it like in their part of the world? Are they happy, or are they sad? 

Beyond the numbers, there is something even more amazing: God knows every one of us, and He knows us completely. 

I have been very blessed to have met a lot of people. I have become acquaintances with some, become close with others, and grown to love and be loved by a select few.  

But, even if I could figure out a way to count everyone who has touched my life in some way, the number would be minuscule in comparison to the 8 billion living in the world. 

Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? Yet not one of them will fall to the ground outside your Father’s care. And even the very hairs of your head are all numbered. So don’t be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows. (Matthew 10:29-31, NIV)

In Psalm 139, David describes the relationship God has with us in terms that are more intimate than my mind can comprehend. He has known us since before we came into being; He knows what we’re thinking before we think it; and He knows where we’re going before we go there. 

 Not only does He know us completely, He loves us completely and is always working to do what is best for us. 

When I consider the numbers, it’s easy to feel insignificant and small. But when I consider His love and kindness, I cannot help but feel extraordinary.

I agree completely with David’s observation in verse 6 of the Psalm: 

“Such knowledge is too wonderful for me, too lofty for me to attain.” 

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Vol. 22 No. 03

January 20, 2020

His Peace

“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, NIV)

Jesus made several statements like this to remind us that there is peace amidst all the chaos we see going on around us. 

There have been many times in my life that I believed I would only find peace when…I had all the things I thought I needed; all the conflicts between nations cease; churches practice the teachings they preach; all turmoil within and around me has calmed; and I am evolved enough to consistently reflect the image of Jesus more than my own.  

Guess what? That hasn’t happened. 

I still have days when I think I’ll only have peace when I reach a certain status, have and accomplish enough, and there is less turmoil in the world. 

But on a deeper level, I know it is still possible to have the peace Jesus promised. Even when the chaos and uncertainty directly impact me, I know that Jesus overcame the world, and that thought calms me. That gives me peace. 

And I’m pretty certain that when I arrive at that place of peace, Jesus, the Father, and the Spirit must surely smile. 

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Vol. 22 No. 02

January 13, 2020

Seeing What You Cannot See

Have you ever tried to see something you cannot see?

You are driving on a dark road. Your headlights are on and you see clearly as far as they reach. But beyond the light, all you can see is darkness. Until you turn on your brights, and then you can see what you could not see. 

You wake up in the middle of the night. The room is dark. There’s a nightlight, but it only helps for a certain distance. You squint, but you still cannot see what’s beyond the light. And then you flip a switch to another light that allows you to see what you could not see. 

You are walking down a dark path. A friend is holding a flashlight and can see fine. But you can only see vague images and shadows. Then he shines his light on your path, and you’re able to see what you could not see. 

For centuries, people were trying to see what they could not see. They had heard about and studied God. They wanted to see Him. They searched for Him in the Scriptures, religious meetings, rituals, and traditions. But they still could not see Him. 

And then the light came on. 

When Jesus spoke again to the people, he said, “I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness, but will have the light of life.”

He came into the world, not as they expected, but He came. (John 8:12, NIV)

While I am in the world, I am the light of the world.”  (John 9:5, NIV)

The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it. (John 1:5, NIV)

The light of Jesus continues to shine so we can see what we could not see. Let it shine brightly, and you will overcome the darkness. 

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Vol. 21 No. 52 | December 30, 2019

Gentleness

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

Gentleness. The word keeps nudging its way into my thoughts, stirring up a longing for more. 

Maybe it is the lack of gentleness conveyed in the news and on social media that makes me long for more, or the politicians and leaders who have forgotten that gentle responses are even an option or the people who tout religious values but contradict the spirit of gentleness that the Lord prefers. 

“Real wisdom, God’s wisdom, begins with a holy life and is characterized by getting along with others. It is gentle and reasonable, overflowing with mercy and blessings, not hot one day and cold the next, not two-faced.”  (James 3:17, The Message)

Or perhaps it’s the examples of gentleness I do see and hear that makes me want  to experience and exhibit more:

The dad who takes time to listen to the story his daughter’s trying to tell him; the son who helps his dad walk from the car to the restaurant; the mom who comforts her little one in her arms after she’s fallen; the daughter who responds gently to her mother’s harsh criticism, knowing her grandmother never did the same.  

Whatever the reason, I have a growing desire to see and hear more gentleness, speak and respond more gently, and live with more gentleness in the coming year. 

May you be blessed with and share more gentleness as a reminder that the Lord is near. 

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Vol. 21 No. 51 | December 23, 2019

I haven’t been following the Democratic debates, but for some reason, I watched the last one (possibly because I couldn’t find a good basketball game). For the better part of three hours, the seven candidates went back and forth in the typical “attack, destroy, and self-promote” fashion. 

As Jason Russell put it in a Washington Examiner:  

The last question of Thursday night’s Democratic debate had nothing to do with public policy. Instead, it was a great test of authenticity. In short, it’s the holiday season, and if you could give any other candidate a certain gift or ask any of them forgiveness, what would you do? Sadly, all of the candidates failed the test. 

I agree with Russell’s evaluation. For a brief moment, I hoped I’d hear an honest answer, but that didn’t happen. Not only did they fail the test, but they also had no idea how to respond. 

Sadly, a sincere, honest answer to a question that might make them vulnerable is too much to expect in our current political eat-or-get-eaten environment. 

But even though none of the presidential hopefuls answered the question, it still resonated with me. If I could give any other person a certain gift this holiday season, or ask one person for forgiveness, what would I do? 

And this is what I came up with: 

I would give you my promise that in the days I have left, I will do my best to be the person whom God has called me to be, and whom I claim to be. 

And I would ask all of you to forgive me for the times (way too many to count) when I failed to live up to my calling and be who I claim to be. And I would ask for forgiveness if and when I fail again. 

May you be blessed with love, joy, and peace this Christmas season.

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Merry Christmas to you and yours!

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Vol. 21 No. 50 | December 16, 2019

I am not sure why, but this sentiment and the images that often accompany it make me CBNOL (Chuckle But Not Out Loud). Although I do find some humor in it, I also know that the struggle is real for many, especially during the holidays.

The struggle is real for the parents who received a call informing them that their son has been arrested for driving under the influence; or the father of three who just lost his job; or the woman with her children on the corner and a sign that says, “Homeless. Anything helps.”

The struggle is real for the family spending their first holiday without their dad or mom or child, or the man sitting alone in a restaurant while Joy to the World plays on the radio. 

We all probably know someone who is struggling, and we all have the ability to help, even if it’s simply calling up a friend who just got divorced, taking a neighbor out to eat, or sending a “thinking of you” card to a friend or relative you haven’t heard from in a while. 

And, please, if you are struggling, answer the call or respond to the text from your friend, accept the invitation to dinner, or invite your neighbor in when they ring your doorbell. 

For all of us enjoying a  “holly jolly” Christmas, be grateful and enjoy. Just remember, someone near you may be going through the bluest Christmas ever. So keep your eyes, ears, and heart open to God’s nudging. He may need you to be their reminder that He is near and they are not alone. 

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Vol. 21 No. 49 | December 9, 2019

I pulled my car in the garage and started unloading my stuff. I put my computer bag over my shoulder and reached for my water bottle and hot latte I’d just purchased. Then, I saw an empty plastic bottle and some papers that needed to be recycled, so I sat my hot latte on the top of the car like I have done several times. Except for this time, I’d forgotten that I’d opened the sunroof. 

Yep, you guessed it… 

Not the whole cup- somehow the lid stayed on and only a little splattered across the seats, the steering wheel, the dash, and the console. 

I cleaned up the mess as best as I could, muttering something to the effect of I wish that hadn’t happened (in words I will refrain from sharing here). 

Why am I telling you this? 

Because it made think about how much we depend on things and people to be where we expect them to be and do what we expect them to do. 

For example, when I’m in my car and a hot latte is not raining down on me, I depend on the features to do what they are designed to do- when I put my foot on the brake pedal, the car will slow down; when I turn my blinker on, other drivers will know that I’m going to turn (In case some of you were wondering, that’s what it’s for… Yeah, I’ve driven behind you). And yes, when I open the sunroof, I expect it to stay open until I close it. 

In my relationships, when I have become accustomed to people being there, I expect them to be there and behave as they always do- when I really need to talk, I trust they will listen; when I need their advice, I trust they will give it, etc.

I think it’s natural to get frustrated or disappointed sometimes when things don’t work or people act differently than we expect them to. We rely on the predictability of things to maintain some sort of sanity, and it throws us off when things change without our knowledge or permission.

But what if this is how I approach my relationship with God? 

The truth is, we can’t predict how God will respond. And He may not always answer us when we’d prefer. That can be frustrating and confusing. 

But I know, without fail, He will always hear my prayers, and He will always answer. I know He is there, and I know He will never leave me. When He came to earth, He promised to be “with us” (Matthew 1:23) and “never leave us.” (Hebrews 13:5) 

Maybe I can extend similar mercy to my family and friends and give them the benefit of the doubt. They will not always respond the way I want, but I know they want what is best for me. Maybe I can lower my demands and try to accept the fact that they are imperfect just like me, and they will sometimes miss the opportunity to help and come up short of my expectations. 

Because I know they love me. I know they will do anything within their power to do what is best for me. And when they don’t, I can move beyond my frustration and disappointment and be thankful that they love me and tried. 

And who knows, maybe I can give myself some grace over a spilled latte.

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Vol. 21 No. 48 | December 2, 2019

As I pulled our Christmas decorations from the attic this week, I thought about how predictable this activity has become the day after Thanksgiving. At the same time, I thought of how unpredictable some events have been over the past few days. 

Sometimes the unexpected comes as a welcome, pleasant surprise. And sometimes, unexpected events are neither pleasant nor welcomed. 

My thoughts brought me to this somewhat predictable observation: the unexpected happens at unexpected times and in unexpected ways. 

This observation led to another: how we handle unexpected events shapes who we are. 

Your company’s decision to eliminate your position was totally unexpected and couldn’t have come at a worse time.  

The last thing you expected was the routine doctor’s visit to be followed by a life-threatening prognosis. 

The family never expected their estranged son to finally come home for Thanksgiving. 

The anonymous check in the mail came as a complete and utter surprise. 

The baby they were told would never be born showed that miracles are possible.

Some of us will handle unexpected events in stride with grace and confidence. Some of us will crumble under the sudden shift in our plans. Regardless, no matter how hard we try to predict the unexpected, it will always come. And how we choose to handle it is very important. 

Here are a few suggestions that have helped me manage my response to unexpected things that happen.

Give yourself time to take it all in. Don’t panic. Ask the Lord to help you understand what is happening, what He wants you to see, and what He wants you to learn from the experience.

Wait before you jump to conclusions about the outcome. What appears to be horrible news may actually be a blessing. And, at times, what we think is the answer to our prayers could prove to be a huge disappointment or heartbreak. Just know that God has a bigger plan and ask Him to give you wisdom and clarity. 

Stay in the moment. Don’t rush ahead into the unknown. Don’t revert to the safety of the past. Just have faith and remember that God is always with you. 

I did not expect some of the things that happened to and around me this past week. And I’m sure there will be things that happen next week that will require me to shift my thinking and actions. 

But one thing I do know. God will be with me no matter what happens. And that I can predict with absolute certainty. 

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Vol. 21 No. 47 | November 25, 2019 

Here is my list of things for which I’m thankful.

I’m thankful for my family, memories we have made together, and the memories that are yet to be made.

I’m thankful for my friends…especially the old friends…and especially for the new friends.

I’m thankful that a beautiful sunset still takes my breath away.

I’m thankful (when I get up early enough) to see the sunrise.

I’m thankful that I still get excited over the possibility of a snowfall.

I’m thankful that I see a tree of many bright colors I still pause to capture the image in my mind and sometimes with my camera.

I’m thankful that when I hear a child laugh or cry it still touches me deep in my soul.

I’m thankful that I can share thoughts and feelings with people all over the world within a matter of seconds.

I’m thankful that I deliberate over my thoughts and feelings for more than a few seconds before I share them with people all over the world.

I’m thankful that when I share my thoughts and feelings with people all over the world some people read them, some people appreciate them, and some people act on them.

I’m thankful that I’ve lived long enough to learn that not everyone wants or needs to know my thoughts, feelings and opinions.

I’m thankful when I see a character in a movie who reminds me of a person who has had a major impact on my life I am still moved to tears because I miss them so much.

I’m thankful for the material possessions I am blessed to own, and for the increasing desire to own less.

I’m thankful for music and the power it has to energize me, to calm me, and to soften my heart.

I’m thankful for bright blue skies and warm (not too warm) sunny days, and I’m thankful for cold rainy days.

I’m thankful for the creative people and their ability to tell a good story and tell it really well.

I’m thankful that I’ve taken the time to remind myself of these things for which I’m thankful, that I have the opportunity and ability to share them with you, and you have taken the time to read them.

Let the peace of Christ rule in your hearts, since as members of one body you were called to peace. And be thankful. (Colossians 3:15, NIV)

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Vol. 21 No. 45 | November 11, 2019 

“Here is a simple, rule-of-thumb guide for behavior: Ask yourself what you want people to do for you, then grab the initiative and do it for them. Add up God’s Law and Prophets and this is what you get. (Matthew 7:12, The Message)

These are some of the most well-known and quoted words in all of Scripture. But I often wonder what our lives would be like if we actually put these words into practice. 

Parents might listen to their children more intently and with more respect for their children. 

A husband might try to be more accepting and kind when his wife has emotions or moods he can’t understand and doesn’t want to talk about.  

A wife might just sit and listen to her husband without trying to explain, defend, or fix what is going on. 

A politician might respect his constituents more, work harder to make their lives better, and give them the benefit of the doubt that they’re not just out for personal gain.  

A church leader might be more sensitive to a member who is frustrated and hurting because she feels inadequate to do what God has called her here to do. 

A customer might demonstrate more grace and kindness toward a cashier, even when he isn’t receiving the kind of service he expects.  

A writer might be more concerned about using his words to encourage and inspire his readers. 

I think I’ll give it a try, and I hope you will too.

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Vol. 21 No. 44 | November 4, 2019 

Yet you, Lord, are our Father. We are the clay, you are the potter; we are all the work of your hand. (Isaiah 64:8 NIV)

I remember hearing these words when I was a child sitting in a church pew. I envisioned a man sitting at his pottery wheel, shaping something from a glob of clay, and it took me decades to understand what these words really meant. 

God is the potter. He created us, taking us from an idea to what He imagined we could be and then shaping us into something beautiful. 

We are the clay. We aren’t in control of how we are “shaped” or how long it will take for God to complete His creation. We are at His mercy, but His mercies are beautiful.

We are all the work of His hand, and we are all in his hands. Even when the work He does is painful and lasts longer than we want, the end result is always beautiful. 

Some days I recognize that He is still shaping me, even in my sixth decade, and I wonder why. What else needs to be changed? 

On these days, I have to remind myself that I won’t always understand what He is doing or why. But what I do know is this: He is the potter, shaping me into the image of His Son. 

And that is a beautiful thing. 

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   Vol. 21 No. 43 | October 28, 2019 

On any given day, I might pray…

I feel lost. Show me the way. He does.

I feel empty and alone. Fill me with Your Spirit, Your love, and Your wisdom. He does.

I feel broken. Put me back together so I can serve you. He does.

I feel sinful. Cleanse me. Forgive me. Restore me. He does.

I feel weak and powerless. Remind me that You are my strength. He does.

I feel useless. Show me what I can do to live my purpose. He does.

When I pray, the response isn’t always what or when I want. But I know He does hear me, He cares, and He will always respond.

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   Vol. 21 No. 42 | October 21, 2019 

Getting rid of clutter has long been an objective of mine. At least once a week I feel the compulsion to clear my desk and car of clutter. Oddly enough, this topic has been trending on social media and in personal conversations recently and has set off alarms. (Minimalist)

Keeping our physical space simple and uncluttered is a constant challenge, but keeping our minds uncluttered is an even greater challenge. For example, I’ve switched over to my mailbox, text messages,  and calendar multiple times since I started this paragraph. 

But mental clutter doesn’t always translate into negative or unhealthy stuff. Some of it is just stuff. But it will still distract you from what you are trying to do. So, to keep my mind focus,  when I’m writing in my prayer journal, I often pause and take several deep breaths to regain my focus and process what I am thinking and feeling. And I often pray, “Lord, clear my head of all the noise that is getting in the way of me hearing Your voice.” 

Jesus was a master of simplifying things. When the law keepers quizzed Him on the most important commandment, He condensed them all into one. “Love the Lord your God with all your heart, soul, mind and strength. And love your neighbor as yourself.” 

As the disciples struggled to understand His teachings and the essentials of being a follower, He simply said: “Love one another. This is how people will recognize you and belonging to me.” (John 13)

When Peter compared his actions with another disciple, Jesus simply said, “You must follow me.” (John 21)

Paul (an apostle of Christ) did a similar thing when he said:

“For what I received I passed on to you as of first importance: that Christ died for our sins according to the Scriptures, that He was buried, that He was raised on the third day according to the Scriptures,…” (1 Corinthians 15)

We live in busy, noisy, complicated world. If we do not take intentional action to declutter our lives and minds, we will become overwhelmed, overcommitted, and unprepared to live the life God wants us to live. 

Some of the wisest counsel on this matter comes again from the pen of Paul: 

“Therefore, I urge you, brothers and sisters, in view of God’s mercy, to offer your bodies as a living sacrifice, holy and pleasing to God—this is your true and proper worship. Do not conform to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God’s will is—His  good, pleasing and perfect will.”(Roman 12)

No one can unclutter your mind for you. No one else can prioritize or set boundaries limits on what you do, what you think, and or how you think. Renewing your mind may be a daily thing, or it may be something you have to do several times a day. But it is well worth the time, and you will notice how much more of it you have. 

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   Vol. 21 No. 41 | October 14, 2019 

Sometimes things don’t go as planned.

The car won’t  start when we need to get to work, or your baby’s diaper needs changing just as we are about to leave the house.

Sometimes our flight gets delayed, we get stuck in traffic, or we get sick while on vacation.

And sometimes, no matter what we do, our dreams really won’t come true. 

So, how do you handle yourself when things don’t go according to plan? Do you get angry and blame someone else? Do you kick and scream, and question God’s existence because you didn’t get what you wanted?

We all do one or all of these things when we feel defeated, and it’s natural to have negative thoughts and feelings. We need to give ourselves permission to feel what we feel. But then, we need to take a step back and pray for an enlightened perspective. 

Here are two that help me when I’m struggling  

When Jesus was being dragged to the cross, this is how He responded: 

Going a little farther, he fell with his face to the ground and prayed, ‘My Father, if it is possible, may this cup be taken from me. Yet not as I will, but as You will. (Matthew 26:39, NIV)

While imprisoned, Paul wrote: 

I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. (Philippians 4:12, NIV)

These responses sound reasonable enough, don’t they? But to reach that kind of peace and acceptance with God’s will takes discipline and only comes as a result of developing a deeply intimate relationship with God. And that means spending a lot of time with the Word and in prayer.

So the next time something doesn’t go as planned, we’re going to have to decide how to react. But this time, let’s try a different approach. Let’s first do “nothing.” Let’s just take a few minutes to pray and remind ourselves of Jesus’s words: 

Yet not as I will, but as you will.

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Vol. 21 No. 40 | October 7, 2019

Our family reunions always include great food and meals together, lots of time catching up on the past year and sharing family photos. It also usually includes a visit or two to the cemetery. 

As I have strolled along the headstones, reading the names of those buried underneath-and the dates when they were born and when they died- I wondered what their lives were like. Where did they live? Did they have a family? Was their life one of adventure and good fortune, or disappointment and hardship? Did they love and were they loved well?

It reminded me of these words from Jesus: 

The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full. (John 10:10, NIV)

I know my life is full, but am I fully living?

I am blessed with abundance, good health, loving family and friends, and a purpose for living. 

God has done His part, but am I doing mine to live with fullness and gratitude? I thought about what living fully means to me…

living fully means I find joy in who I am and what I do. It means I know my purpose and live intentionally to bring glory to God.  It means appreciating the blessings I receive and doing what I can to be a blessing to others.

Living life to the fullest means enduring life’s difficulties with patience and confidence, and sharing what I learn with others. It also means finding the joy in my daily life and sharing that as well. 

A full life includes beginning the day in anticipation of what God is going to do and ending it with gratitude for what He has done.

Jesus came to give us life in its fullest expression. My hope is that you continue to evolve, living fully and courageously, every day of your life. 

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Vol. 21 No. 39 | September 30, 2019

I sat in the chair by the window, journaling and enjoying a steaming cup of coffee. I glanced up at my screensaver and the photos caught my attention. 

As I watched the photos transition from one to the other, I drifted back to Nana’s sunroom, beach trips, family meals, and images of the grandgirls, all reminding me how quickly time passes. 

I walked down the aisle of my children’s weddings, as well as my own.

I relived the seasons- the beautiful trees and fall colors, serene snowfalls, sunrises, and sunsets…so many sunsets.

I  thought about church gatherings, sporting events, golf trips and their expansive courses.

I strolled down trails, past solitary ponds and along the rivers where I once walked or jogged to reset my mind and soul.

I sat on the edge of a mountain, pondering the questions of life.

After an undetermined amount of time, I forced myself to snap out of it and focus on the things I had to do.

But, before I completely came back to reality, I paused and thanked the One who created all of those people and places allowing me to experience them, even if only for brief moments in time.  

Thank you, God, for all You’ve done for me and through me.

As a boy growing up in Hope, Arkansas, I never imagined the joy I would find in life, the places I would see, the people I would come to know, and the family I would be blessed with.

Thank You, God, for all you are doing for me and through me.. 

As I go through each day, I’m amazed with what God does for me- giving me words to speak and write;  shaping my attitudes and softening my heart and allowing me to love and show mercy for the people I meet.  

Thank You, God, for all you will do for me and through me…please, continue to use me to share Your love and do Your work.

“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, forever and ever! Amen.” (Ephesians 3:20-22, NIV)

Vol. 21 No. 38 | September 23, 2019

I recently saw a cartoon showing a man opening the door to leave his house, and all his devices start asking where he’s going and when he’ll be back.

I think this illustration was trying to communicate several messages, including the fact that his devices were asking the questions his family should have been.

I recently did some intensive research (okay, I Googled it) to see how many messages the average person receives on a daily basis.

Here’s what I found (keep in mind, some results are 2-3 years old):

●  70% of ​StopAd​ users block an average of 200 ads/day on Windows desktop devices alone. (I’m admittedly not really sure why anyone would be using a Window device).

●  If folks from the marketing firm Yankelovich, Inc. (are right, the average modern person is exposed to around ​5,000 ads per day​.

●  On average, Americans send and receive about 94 text messages/day.

●  By the end of 2019, we can expect to see 2.9 billion email users worldwide (which is more than one-third of the global population).

●  Approximately 269 billion emails were sent and received each day in 2017. According to ​Statista​, that figure is expected to increase to 320 billion emails/day in 2021. Point is, we receive a lot of messages every day.

I suppose that is why, every time I read through the book of Proverbs in the Old Testament, the word “listen” jumps off the page.

Here are a few lines from the first chapter, and there are twenty others throughout the rest of the book.

Let the wise listen and add to their learning,
and let the discerning get guidance. (Proverbs 1:​5)

Listen, my son, to your father’s instruction and do not forsake your mother’s teaching. (Proverbs 1:8)

But whoever listens to me will live in safety and be at ease, without fear of harm. (Proverbs 1:33)

With so many messages coming at us every day, it’s important to have a discerning filtering system to make sure we are hearing what we need to. So here are a few simple suggestions that help me:

1. Turn off some of your devices for designated periods of time and focus on the things and people who are important to you. Ask you, friends and family, to do the same.

2. Be very selective about what you watch, listen to and read. One of the great things about the technology we have today is that we have the option to choose what we watch or listen to. And I know this seems unheard of, but every device has an “off” switch.
It’s also important to block or “unfriend” people who are toxic or not enhancing your life in a positive way. Most will never know you’ve blocked them, so you won’t hurt their feelings.

3. Set aside some time to just be quiet and listen every day, even if only for a few minutes. Take some deep cleansing breaths and just listen to the silence, to the breeze, to your loved ones, and to the Lord. You’ll be amazed by all the messages you’ll receive…the kind you won’t want to block.

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Vol. 21 No. 37 | September 16, 2019

I had my playlist set to a mix of international tunes meant to express joy, love, hope, and peace. Most of the songs were familiar and in English. Others were sung in foreign languages from all over the world. 

All the songs were colorful and lively,  and I found myself strumming and thumping along on the steering wheel. But I admit, I did skip a song or two when I couldn’t understand the language and the tune was unfamiliar. Obviously there was a message in the music, but I could not understand it. 

I was with a team on a mission to share the message of Jesus with people in another country. Most did not understand English, I spoke only a few Ukrainian words (and those were often mispronounced). Fortunately, a translator was provided to help us communicate. Without the translator, our message was lost. 

The atmosphere was similar to some churches I had attended decades ago. Most were friendly but suspicious of a stranger. The worship included only the old  traditional favorites he message was basically “We are right, and everyone else is wrong.” If there was a message of Jesus I could not understand it. 

I believe our Creator’s overall message to the world has always been this: “I made you, I love you, and I want you to know that.” For centuries, His efforts to communicate this have often been either ignored, denied, misinterpreted or misunderstood. 

God was determined to communicate His love for us, in a way that could be understood, so God sent Jesus to deliver His message. He was a human being like us. He lived among us. He became one of us to show us the message. Yet even today, His message continues to be ignored, criticized and misunderstood by so many. 

God has a message for us that transcends language barriers, borders, and backgrounds. His message is simply to offer us peace, hope, love, and joy, and help us spread peace, hope, love, and joy with everyone around us. 

My desire is to live by example and communicate the message Jesus came to share with all of us, knowing we are all equal in the eyes of God, and we all are worthy of a life filled with peace, hope, love, and joy. 

I hope you see Jesus this week, in yourself, and in all others. 

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Vol. 21 No. 36 | September 9, 2019

It’s one of those days when thoughts and emotions move faster through my mind than I can process. Ever had a day or night like that, when you can’t sleep or focus? 

I think of an opportunity that looks and sounds good, and at the same time, I can’t help but think of all the drawbacks and negatives that might come with it.  I think about decisions I need to make and wrestle with the advantages and disadvantages of each.

I think of people in my life, some experiencing exciting life-changing events, others, devastating ones.

I think about all the people reeling from the devastating effects of Hurricane Dorian, or a random shooting, or serious illness, while others are anticipating the change of seasons, or listening to the ocean waves or enjoying a visit with friends and family.

As I try to sort through all of life’s complicated contradictions, the Lord reminds me of these words. 

Rejoice in the Lord always. I will say it again: Rejoice! 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 4:4-7, NIV)

I find these truths (which all just happen to start with “r”) help me find some peace in the midst of all the chaos.  

Rejoice. Rejoice. Rejoice. And rejoice again. Of course, there are many things you can be sad about. But there are countless more you can be grateful for. You’re safe, you have people who love you and you’re breathing, so rejoice. 

Remember. The Lord is near. He is with us and will not leave us alone. He protects and empowers us. With that, you can relax and let your peace and gentleness be felt and enjoyed by all. That’s another reason to rejoice. 

Relinquish. Relinquish your desire to control the world. Deciding how everything is going to go and what everyone should do isn’t your responsibility. So relax. God’s on top of it He’s got your back. 

Relish. Relish in the peace that comes from rejoicing, remembering, and relinquishing control. 

You have four tasks this week: Rejoice. Remember. Relinquish. Relish. 

When you do those four things, I am confident that all those troubled thoughts and emotions colliding with each other in your brain will settle down, and some will even disappear.  Let me know how it goes. 

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Vol. 21 No. 35 | September 2, 2019

In a letter Paul wrote to Christ’s followers, he reminded them that living as a Christian comes with the opportunity and responsibility to make a positive impact on the people and world around them.

 ^“Be wise in the way you act toward outsiders; make the most of every opportunity. Let your conversation be always full of grace, seasoned with salt, so that you may know how to answer everyone.” (Colossians 4:5-6, NIV)

“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.” (Colossians 4:5-6, The Message)

Make the most of every opportunity…

Although I’ve probably read and shared these words a hundred times, this time, more than ever before, I felt like Paul was talking to me. I’m a follower of Jesus, which means I have the opportunity and responsibility to make a positive contribution to the people and world around me.

As I reflect on the past week, I realize I had countless opportunities to positively impact the world around me. There was the conversation I had with the customer service representative, who was clearly misinformed and mistaken…I’m not sure I made her world any better that day.  

There were other conversations- with insurance agents, baristas, social media connections, family, friends, and co-workers. I wonder, did I help make their day or world any better? Did my words, attitude, and demeanor bring out the best in them?

Deeper reflection reminds me of the countless opportunities and tremendous responsibility we have to improve the world around us, even if it’s in the smallest way.

We are surrounded by people who are afraid, discouraged, and hopeless. Are we doing anything to relieve their fears, lift their spirits, and give them hope? Or are we letting our own fears and hopelessness consume and paralyze us.

In the same letter referenced above, Paul also wrote, “Christ in you, the hope of glory.”  

The society we live in seems to exalt arrogance and pride. But are these qualities we would use to describe Jesus? If Jesus resides within us, should these be qualities we exalt and praise? I don’t think so. So instead, we have to seize the opportunity to demonstrate humility and grace.

We can remain silent or complain about the hatred, discrimination, and violence we see around us. Or, we can invite the Spirit of God to work in and through us and act with peace, love, and tolerance.

On any given day, we will have dozens of opportunities to say something encouraging, lend a helping hand, share something inspirational, or just be kind and gracious. These opportunities are gifts, both to have and to share.

Friends, we can no longer afford to be complacent. We can no longer be so consumed with our own needs and agendas that we pass up opportunities to make the world a better place.

We can do better. We must do better…the world needs us.

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Vol. 21 No. 34 | August 26, 2019

Recently, I ventured into one of those large outdoor “man” stores in search of that one basic item to I could buy with my coupon.

The banner hanging above the entrance read: “Fall Hunting Classic. It’s your season!” That should have been a clue, but I went in anyway.

I wasn’t there long before I realized I was totally out of my element.

You see, I’ve never purchased a fishing license, so I have all the fishing gear I need (which is none). And the only time I’ve ever been in a deer stand was with my brother, and all I did was drink coffee and talk to my brother.

I have one pair of cargo shorts wear occasionally to do yard work, so I wasn’t tempted by the wide selection of cargo shorts and pants.

And I’ve never thought camouflage clothing was exactly appropriate for preaching, teaching, writing, counseling, or visiting hospice patients.

The only firearm I’ve ever owned was a bee-bee gun I had as a kid. Although I did notice a pretty cool pistol holster on sale. But I decided my iPad wouldn’t fit in it, so I moved on.

After wandering aimlessly for fifteen minutes or so, I gave up, chuckling to myself. Why in the world am I here? With that, I left the Fall Hunting Classic behind, unused coupon still in hand.

Fortunately, my experience was harmless, but there are times when feeling out of our element is not so innocent.

It’s becoming increasingly common to hear about people being bullied or physically harmed simply because they were out of their element and vulnerable.

Some of us have left church assemblies because we sensed someone like us or with our circumstances, wouldn’t be welcomed. Or we may be attending a church where the culture has shifted. and we now feel uncomfortable and disconnected. 

And victims of discrimination, abuse, or oppression may wonder if any place will ever feel comfortable and safe.

In some cases, we can laugh at ourselves and move on. But, there are other times when we need to remove ourselves from a place or community for our highest good, regardless of what other people say or think. 

But the truth is, even when we feel alone or abandoned, there is always a place where we will be welcome, safe, and love: wherever Jesus is…which is everywhere, s

“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.”

(Matthew 11:28, NIV)

He will give you rest and show you that you belong.

Oh, by the way, that, that hunting season sale ends soon.

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Vol. 21 No. 33 | August 19, 2019

“Two things I ask of you, Lord;
    do not refuse me before I die:
Keep falsehood and lies far from me;
    give me neither poverty nor riches,
    but give me only my daily bread.
Otherwise, I may have too much and disown you
    and say, ‘Who is the Lord?’
Or I may become poor and steal,
    and so dishonor the name of my God. (Proverbs 30:7-9, NIV)

On more than one occasion, I’ve prayed these words, followed by another prayer: “God, have mercy on me, a sinner.” (Luke 18:13, NIV)

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not a habitual liar, (although I may have just lied), and I always strive to tell the truth. But I’m human. There are times when I say I’m fine, and I’m not; when I tell someone I’m happy to see them, and I’m not; when I promised to pray for someone, and I didn’t; and when I allowed my silence to imply approval, when that’s not what I felt. 

As far as money, wealth, and poverty go, I’ve tried to strike a balance. We’ve been very blessed throughout the years- never gone hungry and always had a place to live. But in truth, there is always an underlying desire to have more. 

That said, I still do my best to practice contentment, and I know a balance of possessions is the best approach. But as my friend recently said, “Hit me up in an hour, and I may have already caught the 10 o’clock to Wantsville! But for now, I am content and at peace. God is good. 

I think this prayer and my desire to live it can be summed up with my favorite line in O Sacred Head, Now Wounded: “Lord, let me never, never outlive my love to Thee.” (Bernard of Clairvaux)

I hope you’ll join me this week as I try to refocus my thoughts and daily living to reflect this ancient prayer- to live truthfully and to truthfully live with gratitude by trusting that the Lord knows what I need and will graciously provide. 

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Vol. 21 No. 32 | August 12, 2019

Each week, when I sit down at my computer to write, I try to remind myself of these words:

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. (Ephesians 4:29, NIV)

I’ve never had a problem with using “bad” language (Around other people, that is, alone in my car is a whole different story). But I do have to work to keep my critical and judgmental comments in check, so I often repeat this prayer:

Lord, give me words that are helpful for building others up according to their needs and will benefit those who listen.

Lately, it feels like words that “build up and benefit” are in short supply, doesn’t it? Instead, words meant to demoralize, vilify, and dehumanize seem to be the norm. I fear too many people have become fluent in a common language that incites hatred, rage, and violence, and I believe it’s killing us- body, mind, and spirit.

Let’s do our part to change this. Let’s make a commitment to be intentional with one of the most powerful resources we have: our words and the ability to build others up according to their needs [and] benefit those who listen.

Here’s a useful tip that helps me:

When you read a comment on a social media page that makes you want to take a hammer to your computer screen, go ahead and respond: type exactly what you’re thinking and feeling, but DO NOT SEND IT! Copy and paste it somewhere safe and walk away. Wait a few hours (24 is best) and read it again. Then ask yourself these two questions: Does it build up the person according to their needs? Is it going to benefit those who see it?

Sometimes the person on the receiving end needs to be confronted, and you may be just the person to do it. But, you may not. Let your words marinate for a while before you hurl them out into the world for all to see, permanently.

It’s sometimes too easy to be negative, to judge and criticize. And it’s sometimes very challenging to keep things on a positive track. But when you’re in a group setting and the conversation starts to turn in a negative direction – whether about politics, religion, politics in religion, or how much milk costs – say something to shift the conversation to a more positive tone.

Because, when we choose to use language that helps and heals, we’re not only benefiting others, we’re demonstrating wisdom, kindness, and courage. But when we choose words that hurt and demoralize, we are inflicting pain on others and proving we’re weak-minded, cruel, and insecure.

And trust me, you’ll be much more popular and appreciated making people feel better and the room feel brighter.

So that’s my challenge for the week: share words that build others up according to their needs [and] benefit those who listen.

Remember, you have the power to lift others up, and by doing so, you too, will rise.

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Vol. 21 No. 31 | August 5, 2019

We were cruising up the freeway when a silver Tesla pulled up beside us. I noticed his hands weren’t on the steering wheel, even when we started moving again. I watched as the car followed the curves of the road, changing lanes and adjusting speed as needed. But the driver never touched the wheel.

The car finally exited the freeway and quickly disappeared. We drove on,  but I couldn’t stop thinking about the car.

I thought about how amazing technology is, and how it also kind of freaked me out. I’m not sure if I could do it, give up control and trust I would be safe.”

I somehow doubt I will ever have a self-driving car that forces me to trust technology. But I do know I make decisions whether to trust or not several times a day.

When I go to a restaurant, I trust the people preparing and serving my food have followed proper regulations to assure my food is safe to eat.

When my mechanic tells me not to worry, he will take care of everything, I have faith that he knows what he’s doing and he will take care of everything.

I trust the doctor when he or she tells me what I need to do to maintain good health.

When I deposit money in the bank, I trust that it will be in my account the next time I use my debit card.

When I say goodbye to my wife, children, and grand-girls. I trust they will be well, and I will see them again.

We all have to trust people and things like technology, don’t we? Even those who struggle with trust, have to on some level.

There are times when I also struggle with giving up control. It makes me uncomfortable when I sense the Lord is asking me to let Him drive. What if He drives faster or slower than I want to go, or misses a turn, or doesn’t stop when I want Him to?

These are the times when I have to remind myself of His promises and remember, He can be trusted.

Take delight in the Lord,
    and He will give you the desires of your heart.

Commit your way to the Lord;
    trust in Him and He will do this:
He will make your righteous reward shine like the dawn,
    your vindication like the noonday sun. (Psalm 37:4-6, NIV)

Don’t be surprised if this week, you may hear the Lord say, “Let go of the wheel, I’ve got you. I know the future is uncertain and you’re afraid, but I’ve got you. Trust me.”

If you need help responding to the Lord when you hear Him, the words from this old song might help.

I surrender all
I surrender all
All to Thee my blessed Saviour
I surrender all (Israel Houghton)

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Vol. 21 No. 30 | July 29, 2019

I sat down to watch TV with my wife just as the movie Cast Away was starting. As soon as I heard the soundtrack, I felt the same emotions I had the first time I saw Tom Hank’s amazing performance. As I watched his character, Noland, attempt to find relief from his desperation, I felt anxious, confused, frustrated, and disappointed. I couldn’t help but think how futile it all seemed.

Those emotions felt so real because, although I have never been trapped on a deserted island, I have lived through times of anxiety, frustration, disappointment, and futility.

I remember waking up in a cold, dark room in a small Ukrainian village realizing I was seriously ill. I found out 5 days later that I had an adult version of Chicken Pox. But during those first 5 days, the isolation and uncertainty I felt made me wonder if my end had come.

I remember the utter horror and futility I felt when our house caught on fire. My two neighbors and I stood in the cold watching my house engulfed in flames as the firemen tried to save as much of it as they could.

I remember the frustration and helplessness I felt when I couldn’t fix someone’s problem, improve a church situation, help a couple desperate to fix their marriage or give hope to a man who was paralyzed by depression and wanted to die.

Those are just a few experiences that came to my mind as I watched Noland try to survive four years marooned on an island, only to return home and discover his former life no longer existed.   

But in the final scene, Noland arrives at a crossroad, and his desperate situation is transformed into one of opportunity and hope. He has a choice- he can be a victim of his circumstance, or he can face them with courage and forge on.

We know that feeling too, don’t we? Before, during, and after times of confusion and futility, we stand at a crossroad that could permanently change the course of our lives.

So what will we make of this day? Will we take the opportunity to offer a word of encouragement to someone in need, or will we find the courage to seek out the encouragement we need from someone else? Will we live this day to please God, or will we choose to focus on our own pleasure instead?

I am confident and grateful that God is with me at each crossroad, reminding me of His presence, listening to my concerns, and assuring me that, whichever road I choose, He will be with me.

We don’t know what this week will bring. We may experience feelings of desperation and isolation. And we may be faced with disappointment and futility.

All we can do is make a choice- be victims of our circumstances or face them with courage and forge on.

My prayer for you this week is that you face the day, or even just the next hour, with courage and as much joy you can, allowing God to walk with you and light your path.

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Vol. 21 No. 29 | July 22, 2019

How do they do it? What compels them to go without sleep, sacrifice their time, and go the extra mile? What keeps them from throwing in the towel?

The police officer who is constantly scrutinized and criticized by the public.

The single parent who sacrifices everything for his or her kids.

The divorced man or woman who gets up alone and goes to bed alone every night.

The broken-hearted lovers who feel a pain as relentless and it is unbearable.

The middle-aged man who realizes his life-long dream is never going to happen.

The teacher who is overworked, underpaid, and disrespected.

The small business owner who continues to scrape by, struggling to keep the doors open and hoping to make it to the end of another year.

The ones who are oppressed because of their gender, skin color, sexual orientation, religious beliefs, or for just being different from the status quo.

How do they do it? How do they keep going?

I see them, am amazed by them, and want to be more like them.

I don’t know if they believe in Him or share His beliefs and convictions. But when I watch these people, I cannot help but see Jesus in them, reminding me of His words:

“The Spirit of the Lord is on me,
    because he has anointed me
    to proclaim good news to the poor.
He has sent me to proclaim freedom for the prisoners
    and recovery of sight for the blind,
to set the oppressed free,

    to proclaim the year of the Lord’s favor.” (Luke 4:18-19, NIV)

Like Jesus, these people understand who they are and why they’re here. They are determined to forge on, to fulfill their purpose, no matter the cost.

Or maybe they haven’t figured out who they are or why they are here, but they still choose to live authentically, with conviction, integrity, love, and compassion.

To all of these people who live with such courage and grace, thank you. You are seen, admired, loved, and respected.

May I be a mirror so you can see all that you are, may you accept all that you are, and may you thrive.

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Vol. 21 No. 28 | July 15, 2019

Our oldest granddaughter, Isabel, is on her way home after spending the past week with us. Although she has stayed with us before, it was always with her parents. This was the first time she would be spending an entire week with us by herself and her first time away from home for this long. It was also the first time we would be spending an entire week alone with one of our grandchildren.

I think we were all a bit nervous. What if she got homesick, or worse, physically sick? What if she asked for something we can’t allow? What if something happens to her while she’s with us? How will she do when she wakes up and her parents are gone?

But we were also excited and planned a week packed full of activities- pancakes and strawberry popsicles, sleeping on the sofa, sleeping in a fort, spending the night with cousin Norah, a trip to the donut shop, a trip to Aunt Laura’s shop, swimming, watching movies, eating watermelon, ordering pizza, burgers on the grill, a trip to the mall, more swimming, camping in the backyard (which was abandoned for an air-conditioned room without the flies), FaceTime with the family (that included lots of laughter and some moments trying to hold back tears), more swimming, and more pancakes.

We got through the week with only some minor hiccups- a couple of cousin squabbles; a few gentle reminders that “We don’t do that.” Constant requests for a snack, followed by and an equal amount of “I’m still hungry.”

But, thanks to her dad, who had packed a bag of “just in case” items, there were no complaints about being bored.

As the week comes to an end, the memories are already filling up my mind, along with hopes for the future…

I hope the silence in our home from the absence of little voices and laughter won’t be too deafening.

I hope the memories made this week will be the first of many. And I hope they will continue even when she grows up and prefers spending time with her friends over visiting Papa and Yei-Yei.

I hope that she will always know that we love her more than she will be able to understand until she has a grandchild of her own.

I hope I’ll never forget the look on her face when she stepped off the subway at her stop, inhaled deeply, and said, “Mmmmm. That smells good.”

And I hope our home will always be a place she wants to come back to, a place she knows she will find love, joy, peace, pancakes and strawberry popsicles.  

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Vol. 21 No. 27 | July 8, 2019

It was one of those “when-will-this-happen-again” family events.

Scheduled around the 4^th of July, we were able to get my two brothers and our spouses; our four sons and one daughter and their spouses; and our thirteen grandchildren, all together in one room.

It took a good amount of effort to schedule, time and money to travel, and gracious hospitality. But it was worth it. For a few hours we were all together for good food, heartfelt conversations, and fellowship of the richest kind.

I came away with these reflections.

Family gatherings take effort. A few weeks earlier, none of us would have thought a gathering like this was even possible. But someone had the idea, shared it with the rest of us, and everyone agreed to make it happen.

Modern technology and transportation offer us opportunities and adventures that make it easy to keep in close contact with our loved ones. But to be face-to-face with them requires intentional action.

Time passes quickly. Some of us had not seen each other in years, and some of the children are almost unrecognizable compared to the younger images that were etched in our minds. It’s feasible that some of them will be adults and have children before we see them again. Time passes quickly and we have to take advantage of these opportunities when we have them.

Family gatherings also remind us of those who are missing. We try not to dampen the spirit of being together or drift into nostalgic melancholy, but it is difficult to avoid. As I watched our children and grand-girls interact with my siblings’ children and grandchildren, I could not help but think that our sister would have enjoyed this. I also thought of my parents and wondered if they had any idea what would evolve out of their union so many years ago.

I love my family. I have been blessed by my family. Memories like we created this weekend motivate me to live in a way that reflects the values and traditions of our family. I realize that not everyone is as fortunate as I am to have grown up with and enjoy the family I have.

I also know, for those who don’t have a close family, that it may not be too late. I believe it is possible to develop and nurture your own healthy, happy family if you are intentional and invest in doing what it takes to cultivate one.

This is my hope, that one day you will see your family flourish and enjoy one another. It takes effort. It takes time. But it will be worth it.

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Vol. 21 No. 26 | July 1, 2019

I search for words, and You send these: “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)

            Don’t fret or worry. Instead of worrying, pray. Let petitions and praises shape your worries into prayers, letting God know your concerns. Before you know it, a sense of God’s wholeness, everything coming together for good, will come and settle you down. It’s wonderful what happens when Christ displaces worry at the center of your life.” (Philippians 4:6-7, The Message)

Do not be anxious about anything. Don’t fret or worry. Instead of worrying, pray.

Right, no problem. But how do I do that exactly? My brain is full, my head is spinning, and my heart is restless.

Please, tell me, guide me.

Present your requests to God. Let petitions and praises shape your worries into prayers, letting God know your concerns.

Thank you, God, here are my requests. One by one, I lay them out before You. I praise and thank You for life, health, family and friends, a home, food and clothing, freedom, love, and forgiveness. Please hear my concerns and give me wisdom, direction, protection, good health, joy, love, and forgiveness. 

Please, assure me, guide me. 

And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.It’s wonderful what happens when Christ displaces worry at the center of your life.

Thank You. I believe You, I will follow You.  

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Vol. 21 No. 25 | June 24, 2019

One by one, they came to learn about Jesus, and one by one, He challenged them with an invitation: “Come. Follow me.” (John 1:35-51) 

And one by one, they accepted.

Through times of confusion and clarity, doubt and faith, and fear and great courage, they followed the One who showed “abundant life” (John 10:10). 

Some followed Him all the way to the cross, while others temporarily lost their way and distanced themselves. 

Regardless, all of them were scrambling after His death, wondering, “now what.” 

Peter, still reeling from denying the Lord, announced, “I’m going fishing.” And the others followed. 

Side note: Most of us do this when we don’t know what to do; we go back to what we know and feels comfortable. I tend to pull out my journal, take a walk, or rearrange my study. 

Their fishing endeavor proved unsuccessful until Jesus appeared on the shore. He revealed where the fish were and invited them to breakfast. 

After the meal, Jesus engaged Peter in a momentous conversation about his future. Jesus assures him that in spite of his failures, he still has a very important role in the Kingdom. 

Side note: This scene always reminds me of the many meaningful conversations our family has had sitting around the table during and after the meal. 

Then Jesus repeated His invitation, except now it was a command:  “Follow me.” 

Peter looked around at another disciple Jesus loved and asked, “Master, what’s going to happen to him?”

I often do the same thing. As I try to live my life and fulfill my roles, I tend to look around and see what others are doing. Such comparisons are usually not very healthy or helpful, but I do it anyway. I have come to appreciate the advice from a former employer and the wisdom of a tattoo artist on a TV commercial, “Stay in your lane, bro!” 

That’s basically what Jesus tells him: “If I want him to remain alive until I return, what is that to you? You must follow me.” (John 21:22)

You must follow me.

We can’t worry about what others do or don’t do, how they serve or don’t serve, what they have or don’t have. That’s not our job. Jesus will handle them. Our job is to follow Him.

John’s version of Jesus’s story ends with these words: “There are so many other things Jesus did. If they were all written down, each of them, one by one, I can’t imagine a world big enough to hold such a library of books.”

The invitation/command that the Lord gives us is the same as the one He gave His disciples: 

You must follow me.

Those disciples (as recorded in the rest of the New Testament) became living examples of what is possible when we accept that simple challenge. And the story is amazing!

Regardless of who you are and what you do in your life, Jesus continues to extend the same invitation: Come and follow me.

Which lane will you choose? 

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Vol. 21 No. 24 | June 17, 2019

Reading through the gospels (the four New Testament books that tell the story of Jesus), I often find myself wondering what Jesus’s disciples were thinking as they watched Him bring a little girl back to life, or heal a blind man, or make a crippled man walk. What did they think when He rebelled against long- standing traditions, cultural norms, religious leaders, and keepers of the law. What were they thinking when He died on a cross.

They had to be constantly asking themselves, “Now what?”

Now what is He going to do or say to upset people? Now what will the authorities do to Him? Now that we have lost Him…what are supposed to do?

At the end of John, chapter nineteen, the disciples had either scattered in fear or watched as Jesus’s lifeless body was laid in a tomb. And then, chapter twenty opens with the shocking news that the tomb is empty and Jesus has risen from the dead.

Attempting to process what they’ve heard, His disciples gather together to try and figure out what to do next.

And then Jesus appears. He confirms who He is, breathes the Spirit into them, and answers their question…

Believe. Believe that Jesus is the Messiah, the Son of God, and in the act of believing, have real and eternal life in the way he personally revealed it…Believe. Believe and live. Believe and live like I’ve shown you how to live.”

We ask the same question, don’t we? Our children have left the nest. Now what? The cancer diagnosis is confirmed, now what? I’m pregnant, he left me, I lost my job…now what?

Jesus offers us the same answer that He gave His disciples:

“Believe. Believe and live. Believe and live like I’ve shown you how to live.”

Believing doesn’t mean we will no longer have problems, or the ones we have will suddenly disappear, or we will miraculously be transported to the land beyond.

Believing means that we realize we aren’t alone and that our troubles are temporary. Believing means that when the future is uncertain and failure seems inevitable, there is always a way out. Believing means that in the face of danger, we have the One who achieved the seemingly impossible by our sides.

Jesus will help us, not only to survive, but to thrive once again.

Can you do that? Can you believe?

This week, if you face another “now what” situation, remember to do what Jesus recommended:

Believe and live.  

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Vol. 21 No. 23 | June 10, 2019

A jug of sour wine was standing by. Someone put a sponge soaked with the wine on a javelin and lifted it to his mouth. After he took the wine, Jesus said, “It’s done . . . complete.” Bowing his head, he offered up his spirit. (John 19:29-30, The Message)

I cannot imagine how Jesus felt at that moment, to know He had accomplished what He’d come here to do and letting out a deep sigh, saying “It’s done…complete.”

I can only mildly relate to how He might of felt when I think of mowing my lawn back in the day- those hot humid summer afternoons, sweating through my shirt, my ankles covered with dust and blades of grass. I would shut the mower off, take a big drink of sweetened iced tea, looked around say, “It’s done…until next week.”

On a more profound level, I can remember how I felt when I finished high school- walking across the aisle to receive my diploma, shaking the superintendent’s hand, and celebrating with family and friends, thinking, “It’d done…now off to college.”

Then I finished my college degree, celebrated with my wife when she finished hers, and with our children when they reached comparable milestones. “It’d done…until the next big thing comes along.”

You’ve probably known a similar feeling- when you walked down the aisle, crossed the finish line of a race, held your baby for the first time, dropped her off at school for the first time. “It’d done…for now.”

This is one of the differences between Jesus’s words and ours…what comes after. For Him, it was “It’s done…complete.” With us, there’s always one more thing to do- another child to rear, project to complete…more milestones to pass.” But for Jesus, His work was done.

Paul, who wrote most of the books in the New Testament, said it like this:

For I am already being poured out like a drink offering, and the time for my departure is near. 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 4:6-8, NIV)

What enabled them to say these words? They could do so with confidence because they had lived fully, loved graciously, served willingly, and trusted wholeheartedly.

Our day will come too, if we follow their lead. I look forward to that day, when I can say I have completed my mission here. And hopefully, I will take one last deep breath and say, “It’s done . . . complete.”

What a day that will be!

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Vol. 21 No. 22 | June 3, 2019

The Jesus story grows darker as He moves closer to the cross.

John 18 begins with these words:

When He had finished praying, Jesus left with His disciples and crossed the Kidron Valley. On the other side, there was a garden, and He and His disciples went into it.

Chapter 18 is action packed, but the action that intrigues me most is this:

When He had finished praying, Jesus left…

Violence, arrest, ridicule, hatred, torture, pain, suffering, death on a cross- that is what He was facing. He knew that, and He left. He went toward it.

What do you do after you pray?

Occasionally after I pray, I do nothing. I just wait. I lay it all out before the Lord and do nothing, waiting to receive a directive, confirmation, affirmation, or a clear answer. His responses would vary.

 Of course, there are times when doing nothing is the wise thing to do. We often remind each other: “Be still and know I am God.” (Psalm 46:10)

But then sometimes, I rush into action. I pray and claim it. My reasoning being, I prayed, God heard me, it’s time to move. It’s time to make the change. I’m tired of waiting, and I know God is going to do what I want, so off the cliff I go.

Sometimes that turns out well. At other times, I am dependent on the Lord to protect me from my actions.

And then there are times, after I pray, I second-guess myself. Is that really what I want or need to happen? What if the Lord answers that prayer? Am I really willing to make that commitment? So, for His gentleness and mercy that allow me to clarify my motives and true desires, I am thankful.

As you follow Jesus’s path toward His fate, there were times when, after He prayed, He waited to hear from the Father. For example, in Matthew 4, when He was in the wilderness, He relied on God to provide Him guidance on how to handle temptation by the enemy.

Then, there were times when He knew the Father’s will and acted immediately- to heal the sick, comfort the brokenhearted, and revive the dead. But there were also times when He wondered if what He was doing was the right thing (Mathew 26).

But in the end, after Jesus prayed, He had perfect peace and absolute conviction that the Father had not only heard Him, but was paving the way for what would lead to the cross and the ultimate victory of His resurrection.

After Jesus prayed, He left.

As you pray, there will be times when you need to wait for clarity before you move. There will be times when you will want to do the opposite and attempt to leap tall buildings. And there will be times when you will wonder if you are hearing Him correctly because it seems too big or difficult.

But after you pray, listen for His direction, trust that He is already there, and once you find peace, know that it is time to leave and follow His lead.

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Vol. 21 No. 21 | May 27, 2019

John 17 is Jesus’s prayer about unity.

Many Bible translations divide the prayer into three parts: Jesus prays about Himself and His relationship with His Father; Jesus prays for His disciples; and Jesus prays for all believers.

As I read the prayer, I couldn’t help but think of the lack of unity that exists in our world today. Nations are spouting threats of violence and war against each other. Our political leaders are spewing destructive words toward the opposition, both treating the other as their enemies. Ongoing battles rage in the streets and all over the media by activists with opposing views on abortion, women’s rights, sexual preferences, war, peace, racial unity…on and on.

But Jesus prayed for unity.

One of the saddest things for me is the daily news that another church has, or is on the verge of, falling apart. One group wants a certain type of worship, while another group wants a different one. One group thinks the leadership is too lenient, another group thinks it’s too rigid. One group insists there is only one “right” Bible translation…on and on.

I drive through various cities and see church after church popping up, some because they want to share Jesus with the community, but many because the members got angry and started their own church. And all the while, most people just want to know God. And we wonder why our kids leaving church.

But Jesus prayed for unity.

It’s easy for us to point fingers at a particular church group, political party, or individual and blame them for what is wrong with the world. But when Jesus prayed in John 17, He was praying for all of us to unite and practice tolerance for others’ perspectives and conventions.

As I read through the prayer again this morning, this song started playing in my head: If We’ve Ever Needed You (Casting Crowns).

“Lord, we do need You, and we need you now to help us be the people we claim to be. Help us to remember what You said.”

Jesus replied: “‘Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind.’This is the first and greatest commandment.

The second is similar: ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.’All the Law and the Prophets hang on these two commandments.” (Matthew 22:37-40)

And additional commandments follow the same theme:

“A new command I give you: Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another. By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you love one another.” (John 13:34-35)

“Now this is eternal life: that they know you, the only true God, and Jesus Christ, whom you have sent.” (John17:3)

Remember Jesus prayed for unity. We owe it to him to practice tolerance and stand together…instead of falling apart.

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Vol. 21 No. 20 | May 20, 2019

When our first child was small, someone gave us a parenting tip: whenever possible, prepare him for what he’s about to do or experience.

So, if we were going to the doctor and he might get a shot, we would explain to him that it might hurt for a bit, but he will be okay. And I would

Tell him he could squeeze my hand as hard as he needed to while it was happening. That usually worked well, at least I hope it did.

When we were going somewhere or doing something new, we tried to do the same thing. This is where we are going. This is who we will be seeing. This is how long we plan to be there. This is what we expect of you. If there is a problem or you feel uncomfortable, come to us and tell us.

None of us like to be surprised or caught off guard if we can avoid it. I think most of the time it can be avoided if we take the time to practice empathy and consider what someone might need.

When illness strikes and medical treatments are being addressed, the doctor wants the patient to know about any procedures, possible risks involved, and expected outcomes. And patients want to know they can trust the doctor to provide any additional information they want or need.

When I have the chance to counsel a couple before they get married, I try to help them understand what might lie ahead (as much as a dreamy-eyed man and women can). There are multiple assessment tools that can help spot potential problem areas and offer guidance to counter hot spots before they blow up. I also make sure they know there is someone who cares and someplace they can go for help if trouble does arise.

I even try to integrate this approach into my initial counseling sessions to avoid surprises that might disrupt my client’s progress. I explain what clients can expect from me and what I expect from them, such as the cost per session, time involved, and whether or not I think I’m the best person to help them.

That is what Jesus was doing with His disciples in John 16 as He prepared them for His imminent arrest and death.

All this I have told you so that you will not fall away…I have told you this so that when their time comes you will remember that I warned you about them…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 16:1, 4, 33)

He didn’t want them to be caught off guard or lose hope and forget His promise to never leave them. And He wanted them to know that the sadness and disappointment they would experience would end in joy. Although this took a while to sink in, eventually His guidance and preparation paid off. (Read the book of Acts to learn more.)

His words of encouragement and preparation didn’t end with His disciples. He still wants to prepare us for times of struggle and disappointment. And He still wants us to know that joy will return, and He will be with us through it all.

I have no way of knowing what dark cloud may be moving in your direction, what heartache may be looming in the distance, or what bombshell might throw your world into chaos and confusion.

But He knows. And He will be with you through it all. You may not know He is there, or you may even refuse to acknowledge Him. But He is there, always, to stand by you, crawl with you, or carry you when you need it.

And you can squeeze His hand as hard as you want and know He will never let go.

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Vol. 21 No. 19 | May 13, 2019

Earlier this year, the gentleman who takes care of our lawn told me the trees along our back fence would eventually need to be trimmed. So when the time came, we set a date and then I didn’t think much more of it.

I got home right as his employee was finishing up, so I went out back to inspect his work. Apparently, the look on my face showed my surprise and disappointment because he immediately began apologizing.

I quietly expressed my frustration, but there was nothing else I could do. The work had been done. He assured me they would grow back and fill out quickly, even fuller than before.

These trees are important to us. They provide valuable shade as the sun sets in the west and also help buffer the sound of traffic coming from the road behind us.

Although his reassurance provided little consolation, it did remind me of an important lesson from the teachings of Jesus that both encourages and haunts me.

As His disciples were processing Jesus’s comments about His impending departure and the treatment He, and eventually they, would be subjected to, He assured them:

“I am the true vine, and my Father is the gardener. He cuts off every branch in me that bears no fruit, while every branch that does bear fruit he prunes (The Greek for he prunes also means he cleans.) so that it will be even more fruitful. (John 15:1-2)

I imagine the gardener (just like the landscaper) going through the vineyard examining each branch, gently trimming some and leaving others. I also imagine the plants watching carefully, feeling the gardener’s gentle but strong hands as he cuts each branch.

I imagine the plant weeping a bit when a branch is cut and falls to the ground. Then the gardener saying, “I understand this is a painful process. But it is only for a time. Because of what I am doing now, you will grow stronger and healthier and bear even more fruit than before.”

I am no gardener. I’m the guy who once completely destroyed a Mimosa tree. People marveled at my ability: “I didn’t know you could actually kill a Mimosa tree.” So, I have to trust the landscaper. He’s the expert.

There are times when our branches need to be trimmed so that we can grow stronger and healthier. It hurts. It’s unpleasant. We don’t like it or understand it at the time. But we have to trust that the master Gardener knows what He is doing. We have to trust that He loves us, knows us better than we know ourselves and is doing what’s best for us.

I check the trees on a daily basis, usually at sunset, to see if the landscaper’s prophecy is accurate. The process is slower than I prefer. But it reminds me that growth- real and meaningful growth- takes time.

I look forward to the day when the trees are full and beautiful again…fuller and more beautiful than before. Until then, I trust.

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Vol. 21 No. 18 | May 6, 2019

“Don’t let this throw you. You trust God, don’t you?” (John 14:1, The Message) 

Those were the words Jesus shared with His disciples as He was preparing them for the changes to come.  

Let’s look at the statement in two parts.

Don’t let this throw you. Other translations say, “Don’t let your hearts be troubled.”

Jesus’s disciples had been following Him for the better part of three years, listening to Him teach. Now it was time for Him to show his love by encouraging them to not be thrown by His departure.

I smiled as I typed that because I know how many times I have said or heard similar words.

As a husband and father: “We’re moving to another city, a different neighborhood, a different school, a different church, and different community, but don’t let this throw you.”

As a church leader: “What I’m (we’re) suggesting is a major change in how we have thought about and done things, but don’t let this throw you.”

As a relationship counselor: “What I’m suggesting is going to take a lot of work and will not always be pleasant or easy, but don’t let this throw you.”

To myself: “This decision is going to change your whole world, but don’t let this throw you.”

A common response from the listener might be: “That’s easy for you to say!”…to which Jesus would respond, “You trust God, don’t you?”

Ouch!

But that’s the key, isn’t it? Trust. Real trust in the One who can be trusted. Confidence that He will do what He says He will do- send a guardian to comfort us, prepare a place for us, never leave us, provide us wisdom and insight to live the life we were created to live.

But change can be hard, even when we initiate it, and trusting God is not always easy. There are times when life hits us hard and we do get thrown or knocked off balance. Loss and grief do that to us. Health issues, financial upheavals, accidents, and disappointment does that to us.

But, these experiences don’t have to destroy us. That’s what Jesus was trying to get His disciples to understand and trust.

So if you find that your heart is troubled or you’ve been knocked off balance by one of these sneak attacks, take a deep breath (or two or three), admit where you are, get help if you need to, and then muster all your strength and say, “Yes, Lord I trust you. I know You are the way.”

And you just might hear a whisper, “Don’t let this throw you. I’m with you.”

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Vol. 21 No. 17 | April 29, 2019

Our identity is important to us, isn’t it? We like to know who we are and where we belong?

We wear shirts and hats to identify as fans of our favorite sports teams. Organizations hire design teams to establish and promote their identity. People get tattoos to express their style or what they believe in, on and on.

Our identity is important to us.

As Jesus prepared to finish his time here, He wanted to give His followers  a philosophy to identify with as they carried on His mission.

“By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you love one another.” (John 13:34-35, NIV)

It is simple, no logo required. Just love each other. That’s it.

I’ve done my share of trying to distinguish the churches I’ve served from all the others. I’ve also spent time trying to find a creative way to stand out in the crowd. Some of it has helped, some of it has not.

Jesus’s words serve as a good reminder to me. If I want my family to be recognized as a family of God, we must love each other. If I want my church to be recognized as God’s church, we need to love each other. If I want my company to be recognized as a Godly company, then I need to develop an atmosphere where people love each other.

It’s simple, isn’t it?

So why do we have such a difficult time with it? Why do we find it so hard to, and why do we try so many other things to make it happen? Why can’t we love each other?

I suppose that’s why Jesus gave the instruction. It’s almost like He is saying, “If you miss everything else I’ve said and everything I’ve done remember this one thing: Just love each other.”

Even if we can’t control how others chose to live, we can choose how we do. We can define ourselves as agents of His Word and act with love and compassion.

This week, let’s make a commitment to approach each person we encounter with love. Let’s just start there and see what happens…

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Vol. 21 No. 16 | April 22, 2019

A group of people went to one of Jesus’s disciples with a request. They wanted to see Jesus. That disciple told another and together they went to tell Jesus about the request. Jesus basically said, “Okay, it’s time. It’s time to show them who I am and why I am here.” And from that point on, Jesus spread the news about what was about to happen: He was on His way to the cross.

I find myself with the same desire: I want to see Jesus. So, I start looking around for Him.

I look to education to see Jesus. The education system provides knowledge for those who want to learn. There are good men and women doing their best to share their knowledge in hopes that students will make good decisions and become good people. So yes, sometimes I see Jesus in education.

I look to politics to see Jesus. Occasionally, I will see or hear a politician whose words sound similar to the teachings of Jesus. But most times, corruption of power and money tarnish the political system, making it hard to see Jesus.

I look to entertainment to see Jesus. There are stories that often reflect the compassion and gentleness of Jesus, and there are actresses and actors who will give God glory for their accomplishments. So yes, sometimes I can see Jesus in the entertainment industry.

I look to sports to see Jesus. I am grateful when I hear an athlete or coach speak of Jesus as their Savior and acknowledge the One who gave them the gift to do what they do. This still isn’t the norm, but I am glad to see Jesus is trending.

I look to nature to see Jesus and see Him everywhere- by the ocean, in the mountains, in a sunset or blue sky that provides the background to the trees swaying in the fresh spring breeze.

I look to these places and into these faces to see Jesus. Sometimes I am delightfully surprised and sometimes I walk away disappointed, so I repeat my request, “I want to see Jesus.”

And this is what I hear:

“Tom, I know you are always looking for me and trying to help others see Me and my Son Jesus, and for that I am grateful. But here’s what I want you to know: I want you and others to see Jesus in you. I want you to see Me in the words you write and others to see Me in your words. I want you to hear Me in the words you speak and others to hear Me in your words. I want you to hear Me when you have no words and others to hear Me in your quiet presence.

But Tom, more than anything, I want them to see Me in you. When you focus on that, when your goal is to allow Me to be clearly visible in your life, your actions, your words, and your love, you will begin to see me even more clearly in every aspect of your life. Will you do that?”

“Yes, Lord, I will. Because, more than anything, I want them to see Jesus in everything.”

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Vol. 21 No. 15 | April 15, 2019

“Jesus wept.” John, 11:35.

When asked to recite or memorize a Bible verse in Sunday School, we immediately chose the shortest verse in the Bible- John, 11:35. But there is more to these two words than just being short and easy to remember.

When Jesus learns of His dear friend Lazarus’s death, He waits two days before going to visit Lazarus’s family. When He arrives, Lazarus’s grieving and disappointed sisters challenge Him, insisting He could have healed him if He’d come earlier. When Jesus sees the sisters and those who had gathered to support them “Jesus wept.”  

There are countless interpretations of why Jesus wept, but these are the three reasons I believe might have inspired His tears.

He wept because the people He loved were weeping. Jesus loved Lazarus and his sisters and knew they were heartbroken. He felt their loss and their pain and wanted to comfort them.

He wept because the people did not understand who He was. Despite the miracles Jesus had already performed, the prophesies about Him, and His efforts to explain His true identity, no one understood who He was and what He was capable of. He wanted them to know how much He loved them, and their lack of faith saddened Him.

He wept because He knew what was about to happen. He may have felt like we do when we know something extraordinary is about to happen to someone we love, but we can’t tell them. Maybe this is one of the reasons He wept. He was happy because the people He loved would soon know death is not the end.

Jesus wept then as we do now- when we are sad, confused, losing hope…or overcome with joy. Find comfort in that. As we move through this holy week of remembering and reflecting, weep when you need to, but remember, death is not the end.

He lives! 

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Vol. 21 No. 14 | April 8, 2019

In John, Chapter 10, as Jesus continues His journey toward the cross, He makes a point to remind us that we all need someone to watch over and protect us in times of trouble…that we all need a good shepherd.

Jesus identifies Himself as the good shepherd and explains to us what that means:

A good shepherd is someone who is willing to sacrifice for us.

Paul describes Jesus in a similar way in Philippians 2. “The welfare of the sheep is more important to the good shepherd than personal welfare.”

Do you have a good shepherd in your life, someone who would give up their time, energy, and money for you if you were going through a tough time? I shudder to think where my family and I would be without the shepherds God has sent to guide and protect us.

But this isn’t just about receiving, we must also be a good shepherd to those God places in our care- a son, daughter, friend, co-worker, or young couple from church. Where might they be in the years to come if you or I fail to walk alongside them? They may need our guidance and support just like we have needed it from others in the past.

A good shepherd is someone who knows us and allows us to know them. 

Do you have someone in your life who knows you, really knows you, as you do them? I mean, someone who knows the good stuff in your life as well as the bad. It could be someone you may not see face-to-face for months, or even years, but you are still able to pick up right where you left off. We need people like this, and we need to be this person for others.

But not everyone needs to know all the grisly details of our lives. We need only to share our stories with those we trust and connect with, who care about us enough to listen, as we do them. Inevitably, we will realize we are helping them as much as they are us. We can offer them reassurance that they aren’t the only one with a messy life…and that they too are strong and worthy of sharing their story.

We all need and are worthy of a good shepherd, and we all need to be a good shepherd to someone else. It’s really that simple. The truth is, when we realize someone is watching us, guiding us, we experience love, feel fulfilled, and our lives are simply better. And when we are watching and guiding others, we experience love, feel fulfilled…and our lives are simply better.

And if there is ever a moment when we forget this or feel alone, we must always remember…we have THE good shepherd who loves us, sacrificed for us, knows every intimate detail of our life, and wants us to know Him as well.

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Vol. 21 No. 13 | April 1, 2019

Before you read the next sentence, stop and close your eyes for thirty seconds.

What did you see? Maybe nothing? Perhaps total darkness?

Now, try to imagine that’s all you’ve ever seen, all you’ve ever known. As a child, when you heard someone ask you to look at something, you could turn your head toward the voice, but could see nothing. Decades would pass and you would never see a tree, or cloud, or the faces of those you loved most.

Then one day, someone comes to you, puts mud in your eyes, and tells you to go to a specific place and wash it out of your eyes. And when you do…you can see.  

People understandably question you about how this happened. But all you can say is that a man you don’t know cured your blindness.

The main concern for religious leaders of the time is that this miracle happened on the Sabbath. Doing any work on the Sabbath is against Jewish law. They downplay the miracle, ignore the opportunity to celebrate with him, and bring in your parents to demand an explanation.

Your parents try to explain that they don’t know how it happened. And all you can do is watch their faces like it’s the first time you’ve seen them…because it is. They continue to be interrogated, but you are distracted with trying to understand all the curious and beautiful things you see around you.

In frustration, the leaders demand an explanation from you, but all you can tell them is the truth: you know nothing more than, “I was blind…and I now see.” (John 9:25)

Sometimes our need to understand blinds us from the miracles of God that are in plain sight. In the process, we miss opportunities to celebrate His goodness.

There is a real possibility that in the next seven days something will happen to you or someone you know that can only be explained by, “All I know is it was God’s work!”

Let that be enough. It’s okay if you don’t know or understand the details. Just say what you know to be true. And when He is ready, if He thinks we need to know, God will make sure we see…

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Vol. 21 No. 12 | March 25, 2019 

John 8 opens with Jesus being incriminated by a group of opposing religious leaders. They were preparing to stone a woman caught in the act of adultery, using her as a reason to bring charges against him.

The chapter closes with those same leaders aiming their stones at Jesus instead. Jesus refused to bow down to their authority, continuing to claim He was the Son of God.

“That did it — pushed them over the edge. They picked up rocks to throw at him. But Jesus slipped away, getting out of the Temple.” (John 8:59, The Message)

There is an underlying message woven into these scenes, and the Scriptures as a whole, that is easy to “miss.”  

Don’t miss Him.

God wanted the man and woman to know, “I made you in my image. I am with you. I am for you. You are my crowning accomplishment. Don’t lose sight of me.”

Throughout the Old Testament, the message from the prophets to the people of Israel was the same, “I am with you. I will walk with you. I am Your Father and you are my people. Do not forget Me. Do not turn away from Me.”

And again in the New Testament: “God with us. I am with You. Don’t miss me.”

But they did miss Him. And we continue to make the same mistake today.

They missed Him when He showed compassion and mercy to the woman. And Jesus said to them, “You’re looking right at me and you don’t see me.” (John 8:19, The Message)

He later said, “Then he went over the same ground again. ‘I’m leaving and you are going to look for me, but you’re missing God in this and are headed for a dead end. There is no way you can come with me.’” (vs. 21)

Later he reiterated, “You’re tied down to the mundane; I’m in touch with what is beyond your horizons. You live in terms of what you see and touch. I’m living on other terms. I told you that you were missing God in all this. You’re at a dead end. If you won’t believe I am who I say I am, you’re at the dead end of sins. You’re missing God in your lives.” (vss. 23-24)

This week, I encourage you to pay attention. Don’t miss Him.

Don’t allow your intellect, knowledge, doubts, or confusion to cloud your vision. Don’t miss him in the mundane, or when you are struggling, or even when you are experiencing joy.

Because when we fail to see Him, to follow Him, we are sure to arrive at a dead end. 

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Vol. 21 No. 11 | March 18, 2019

The tree outside my window that is just starting to show the first signs of renewal after a longer, barren winter. The brown grass in the surrounding fields is transitioning back to its rich, green color. And the birds that have been relatively silent for months are once again singing in full chorus.

It never ceases to amaze me how nature just knows when the time is right. There is nothing we can do to rush or delay the seasons- force flowers to bloom when the ground is too cold or coax animals out of hibernation before the time is right.

Nature just knows what to do when the time is right.

We too, have this gift that is as inherent in us as it is in nature. It’s starts in the womb- infants instinctively know when the time is right to come into the world, just as new mothers know what to do to care for them. 

And our instincts aren’t just restricted to physical aspects. If we allow ourselves to listen, truly listen, we will receive guidance on how and when to act (or not to) when the time is right- whether it’s the moment we realize our true calling or that deep sense of knowing when we have found our life partner.

Yet even though our instincts (or intuition) are natural doesn’t mean the process of trusting and action on them is easy…to the contrary.

No matter what phase of life we are in, knowing when it’s time to make a change or go in a different direction can be nerve-wracking. But actually taking the first steps in that new direction can be terrifying.

We have to relinquish our control, risk making mistakes, or worse, failing. We have to resist letting our insecurities and fears take the reigns. They will inevitably leave us paralyzed, stuck in the place we know we no longer belong.

But how do we know for sure? How do we know if we should trust our intuition?

When I find myself doubting myself- struggling with important decisions and anxious about taking action- I remember how Jesus responded when he was pushed to reveal his true identity.

“This isn’t my time. Don’t push me.” (John 2) “It’s not the right time.” (John 7) But later, He knew it was the right time.

On the final and climactic day of the Feast, Jesus took his stand. He cried out, “If anyone thirsts, let him come to me and drink. Rivers of living water will brim and spill out of the depths of anyone who believes in me this way, just as the Scripture says.” (He said this in regard to the Spirit, whom those who believed in him were about to receive. The Spirit had not yet been given because Jesus had not yet been glorified.) (John 7:37-38, The Message)

But how did He know?

I think the explanation is obvious, just as it is in nature.

He was listening. He was attuned to what the Father was telling Him and trusted He would know what to do when the time was right.

And He did.

He knew when it was time to speak, and He knew what to say and how to say it. He also knew His actions would lead Him to the cross…and He trusted this was all a part of God’s plan.

I don’t know who deserves credit for these words, but they describe the person I long to be:

“A spiritual person is a person who does the right thing, at the right time, in the right way, with the right spirit.”

I’m not there yet…but know I will be.

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Vol. 21 No. 10 | March 11, 2019H

You are grappling with a problem that has no apparent solution. You feel like you’re  up against a wall with no place to go. God is calling you to do work that feels beyond your reach. And you keep repeating to yourself, “This is impossible. I can’t do this. I don’t know what to do.”

When you find yourself stumped and wondering what to do, let me offer three suggestions based on a story of Jesus from John, chapter six.

Trust that God is aware of your circumstances and already has a plan.

In what appears to be a playful manner, Jesus asks his disciples to feed the thousands of people following Him. The disciples scratched their collective heads trying to think of a way to accomplish a seemingly impossible task.

But Jesus already knew what he was going to do. His request was His way of testing Philip’s faith.  

When I find myself in what appears to be an “impossible situation” (as Chuck Swindoll calls them), it helps if I pause long enough to remind myself of a few important facts.

I am not in this alone. God has not abandoned me. He knows exactly what is happening and is already working on a solution…even though I cannot see it.

Reminding myself of these facts doesn’t change my circumstance. But it helps calm my fears and reduce my anxiety.

However, I do still have to remind myself of these truths more than once and remember that God could be testing my faith as well. For this reason, I hang these words on the wall above my desk: “Be still, and know that I am God.” (Psalm 46:10)

Take what you have to God and say, “Here’s what I have, Lord.”

One of the disciples—it was Andrew, brother to Simon Peter—said, “There’s a little boy here who has five barley loaves and two fish. But that’s a drop in the bucket for a crowd like this.” (vss. 8-9)

It seems that God enjoys it when we take seeds of faith to Him to see what He can do. “Lord, I’ve got these words, but I don’t know if they will mean anything to anyone else.” “Lord, all I have is a little money and a burning desire to help people.” “Lord, I’m scared, but I believe You are bigger than my fears.” “Lord, help me please.” “Here’s what I have, Lord.”

Acknowledge that God has been at work in you.

The people realized that God was at work among them in what Jesus had just done. (v. 14)

When you are going through a difficult time, as well as when you finally get through it, I think it’s very important to acknowledge that God was part of it and share what you learn with others. You don’t have to understand what has happened or why it happened the way it did. You just have to have faith that it  is and was always a part of His plan.

I’m sure the disciples and Jesus’s 5,000 followers were more than astounded when the bread and fish kept coming in quantities that defied logic. The only “explanation” was that, “…God was at work among them.”

As you go through your week, chances are you will be faced with a situation that you won’t know how to handle. Just remember, God is there with you. Take whatever you are struggling with to Him and say, “This is what I have, Lord.”

And when you experience God working in your life, enjoy it, learn from it, and share it with others to help restore their faith as well.

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Vol. 21 No. 09 | March 4, 2019

Some people stopped reading when they saw this week’s title. So since you’re still here, let me explain.

Fairly early in Jesus’s ministry, it became clear that most of His teachings were directly opposed to the laws and beliefs of the times. Jesus was spreading a way of understanding and following God that was new and different… words that don’t sit well with those imposing strict rules and traditions.

The way Jesus treated people was vastly different than the other leaders of his time. He was kind, compassionate, and loving, demonstrating that the people being ruled mattered more than the rules themselves. And, He was criticized repeatedly for it.

We read about one such occasion in thefifth chapter of John. Jesus healed a man on the Sabbath, which was “against the rules.” And so the drama began… The man was questioned and criticized, and then Jesus was questioned and criticized.

So, Jesus decided to play along, criticizing them for not recognizing who He was.

You study the Scriptures diligently because you think that in them you have eternal life. These are the very Scriptures that testify about me, yet you refuse to come to me to have life. (John 5:39-40, NIV)

I enjoy the message inherent in His words:

“You constantly have your heads in your Bibles, thinking you’ll find eternal life there. But you are missing the forest for the trees. These Scriptures are about me– the person standing right in front of you who could give you the life you say you want.

Sometimes I read this and want to jump up and shout (in my self-righteous voice), “You go Jesus! Put them in their place!”

Then, I remember the time when…

I was preparing a sermon and someone came to my door needing to talk. I explained to her that I was busy doing God’s work and didn’t have time to solve her problems too. She understood, of course, and apologized for bothering me.

Then there was the time…

I was preparing for an important meeting and a co-worker came to ask if I could help him with a problem. I reminded him that I was leading a discussion that could determine the future of our church. Mending his discouraged spirit would have to wait. Of course, he understood and said he’d pray for the meeting.

And one time…

I was scanning emails to see if there was anything urgent I needed to deal with. I came across a message from a woman concerned about her husband’s health. I quickly replied that she was in my thoughts and prayers and moved on to next. I’m sure she appreciated me taking the time out of my busy schedule to respond.

These are just three of many examples when my head was so buried in my Bible, I forgot to actually use it (both my head AND the Bible).

Of course, I’m not encouraging you to stop studying your Bible. But I am encouraging you to do more than just read the words inside. Stop reading for long enough to ask your friend sitting across the table how he is really doing, or talk to the widow who comes to church every week, or reach out to the family you haven’t seen for awhile and tell them they are missed.

The Bible contains the very words of life. But if we don’t give them life, then that is all they will ever be.

So this week, let’s bring the word of God to life.

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Vol. 21 No. 08 | February 25, 2019

The following is based on a true story.[1]

There was a woman who had lived a very difficult life. She had made so many mistakes and poor choices that most people, including herself, had written her off as a failure, casting her aside like a broken piece of pottery.

She mainly kept to herself, only going out when she had to and doing her best to get lost in the crowd to avoid being seen.

This is how she existed, living in the shadows, ashamed, disappointed, and alone.

One day a man interrupted her routine by engaging her in conversation and making a request. She was shocked, almost offended, that someone was actually talking to her. Who was this man and why was He making an effort to talk to her?

Annoyed, she answered his question,  hoping He would leave her alone. He didn’t. He began inquiring about her life, but He already knew all about her- all her mistakes and poor choices. Yet he did not judge her. They continued to talk. He asked questions. She answered. And He talked some more.

She got lost in the conversation. He answered many of her questions before she even asked them. She felt safe with Him, comforted, and started to feel the burden of her guilt and shame lift off her shoulders. The more they talked, the more alive she felt. By the end of their conversation, she felt revived and filled with hope…feelings she had never felt before.

When she turned to go, she didn’t return to the shadows. This time, she went to where the people were. She spoke freely about a man she had just met who knew everything about her and still loved her. She told the crowd how He pulled her from her tortured past and gave her a future, one filled with hope and peace. The crowd acknowledged her, listened to her, and wanted to know more…

Does this story sound familiar? Is this perhaps your story?

Is your life a mess? When you think about your past- the one that haunts your present and taints your future- do you wish you could go back and change it? Do you wish someone could see you and appreciate you for who you are, instead of judging you for what you’ve done or not done. Do you wish you could come out of the shadows and into the light?

You can. There is such a person. His name is Jesus.

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[1] John 4

Vol. 21 No. 06 | February 11, 2019

There is a story in the gospel of John that describes a time when Jesus attended a wedding. During the celebration, Jesus’s mother comes to inform Him that the host is almost out of wine. Mary knows this will embarrass the hosts, so she nudges Jesus to do something about it.

Jesus said, “Is that any of our business, Mother—yours or mine? This isn’t my time. Don’t push me.”

She went ahead anyway, telling the servants, “Whatever he tells you, do it.” (John 2:1-5, The Message)

A couple of observations from this short exchange:

First, Jesus’ mother was a classic mother. By this I mean, she had expectations of her son. But she also had confidence in Him. She saw a problem and knew He had the ability to solve it.

An aside. This also brings to light an age-old question. Did Mary know her son had special powers? I suspect she did, and perhaps had witnessed Jesus experiment a time or two…Hey, Mom, watch this!

But to the point, when Mary realized the host was on the verge of humiliation, she turned to Jesus, knowing he would do what needed to be done.

Second, Jesus respected His mother. The reasons why he seemed to dismiss her request aren’t clear. Was he resisting revealing His identity, or was He just teasing her?

Regardless, despite Jesus saying “Not now”, Mary knew He would grant her request.

The story reminds me of a very practical lesson:

Sometimes we just do what needs to be done.

You’re exhausted and looking forward to sleeping in. But your wife and kids what to you to fix pancakes. So you get up and fix pancakes.

You had planned on retiring at fifty-five, but illnesses and college tuitions changed your plans. So you keep showing up and punching the clock.

Your kids can be demanding, lazy, and selfish. You’d like to go on strike to teach them a lesson. But you keep showing up and trying to be the best parent you can.

It seems that most of our lives involve just getting up every day and doing what needs to be done. We cook meals. We work long hours. We do more than our share when others don’t do their part…

Why? Because we care. We care about doing things the right way and not cutting corners. We care about people, about doing what we can to help others in need.

Mom: “Son, they’re running of wine.”

Son: “That’s none of my business, Mom.”  

Mom: “Listen to him. He’ll do what needs to be done.”

Maybe you are facing a situation that you wish you didn’t have to. Take a step back and look at your options. Ask for guidance, make changes if you can, and have faith that everything will work out exactly as it should.  

And then, go do what needs to be done.

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