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March 30, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 13

Don’t Panic

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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March 23, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 12

N. Hervey Street

The transformation always seemed like it happened overnight. 

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

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

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

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

I loved that drive into downtown Hope. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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March 16, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 11

He Hears He Sees

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

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

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

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

With those thoughts, I went about my day. 

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

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

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

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March 9, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 10

Be There

Life lesson: You are what the world needs.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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March 3, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 09

A Strange Rejoicing

Life lesson: Don’t be surprised. Rejoice. 

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

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

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

Have you?

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

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

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