Showing posts with label Galatians 5:22-25. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Galatians 5:22-25. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 21, 2023

With Ears Like That...

Tuesday, February 21, 2023

The Lord says, “I will guide you along the best pathway for your life.  I will advise you and watch over you.  Do not be like a senseless horse or mule that needs a bit and bridle to keep it under control.”  Psalm 32:8-9

God made us different from the rest of sentient beings (fish, animals, and plants). God gave humans consciousness (awareness) of meaning and the importance of intrapersonal connection.  More than merely an affiliation with our own species, God gave us an innate sense of the purpose and worth of each other’s existence, as well as the sacredness of all creation.  And on top of that gift God placed a requirement that we use all that awareness better than a stubborn mule. 

We humans are a particularly strange lot, especially in our lack of intelligent choices.  One would imagine humans possessing sensory understanding, or (if you wish) ears like a mule , humanity might pay better attention to our Creator’s instructions.  That is so strange, considering God has given us a promise (as the Psalmist clearly stated) of guidance to the pathway of a better life.  And it has been so from the opening gun.  Adam and Eve were told not to dine on one particular tree…that lasted a half-second.  Cain and Abel were told what to bring for a worship offering.  Cain completely ignored God’s instructions, got angry with jealousy, and killed his brother for spite.  If you’ve ever had the responsibility of a parent, to make important choices for your child, you know first-hand what that child will do when you say clearly, authoritatively, and lovingly:  Child, don’t go near that road.  In the next heartbeat he or she will be dancing on the pavement!

We have ears to listen and, generally, turn them to a deaf side.

Occasionally, however, there is a revival of God’s Spirit, like the one currently in progress at Asbury University.  

By many social media accounts and news outlets, it isn’t a wild jumping-over-the-pews, shouting goofiness.  Rather, its calm sitting in His presence, praying for each other, boldly trusting that waiting before God for His next word is more important than classes, jobs, spreadsheets, schedules, or anything else in which we dabble-away our time.  It is joy without giddy foolishness.  It’s healing of the spirit, building of the spirit, and connection with God’s family.  It is, frankly, koinonia, the common Greek word used in the New Testament to describe how the real church acts when they truly listen to God’s voice.  It is the combined atmosphere of community, communion, sharing, and deeply-held intimacy.[1]  This is the spiritual garden where God’s Holy Spirit produces excellent fruit of love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control[2].

For You Today 

The spiritual fruit of revival begins in the church, when God’s people, who have surrendered Lordship to Jesus Christ, promising to walk in the Spirit, nail their sinful desires to the cross, and invite the transforming power Jesus offers, to change their deaf ears to deeply-listening ears.  And with ears like that…there’s no telling what good Christ will produce in your life!

You chew on that as you hit the Rocky Road; have a blessed day!

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There are about 2,000 devotional posts and 400 sermons in the Rocky Road Devotions library.  To dig deeper on today’s topic, explore some of these: 

Oh! What Joy  and  The Problem With Pharisees      

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[1] For more understanding read κοινωνία in Wikimedia.com

Thursday, January 19, 2023

Happy New Year

Thursday, January 19, 2023

Restore the joy of your salvation to me, and provide me with a spirit of willing obedience.  Psalm 51:12(GW)

After King David’s unforgettable departure from living as the man after God’s own heart, he was miserable.  Life was falling apart, and there was no sense to living, let alone any joy.  His prayer in Psalm 51 was desperation.  That is something easily seen in our day.  People try to find some semblance of happiness, or at least a little relief from bad news.  That they need it is something you see every New Year’s Eve in Times Square, with 100,000 partiers in fully-intoxicated party mode.

Twenty years ago Elizabeth and I rang-in the New Year somewhat differently; we had the flu!  Our swizzle sticks were immersed in chicken soup.  When “the ball” finally dropped at midnight, I awoke because of the noise on TV.  I nudged Elizabeth, kissed her Happy New Year, she grunted, yeah…whatever, and we both went back to snoring in a Nyquil stupor.  It wasn’t all gruesome though.  Earlier that night Elizabeth had decided to bathe the dogs.  (We were “grand-dog” sitting at Carrie & Shannon’s house). 

When Elizabeth decides to bathe dogs, they have no choice.  One by one they were herded into the hall bathroom.  Being the sickest, I shouted encouragement from the living room while I watched the ball game.  When Elizabeth got to the “puppy” Cole, (85lbs and Buffalo-sized paws), things got out of hand.  Cole decided to exercise his I want outa here option.  He tried to bite the water, soap, scrubby-thing and shower curtain.  He understood that “nipping” Elizabeth was out of the question, so he just struggled to end the torture as best he could. 

The sounds were amazing.  I expected to hear, “No, Cole.  Stop, Cole.  Cole, cut that out.”  What I heard was high-pitched laughter…no words, just Elizabeth’s reaction to Coles struggle.  She was having a grand time with Cole giving Elizabeth a really good bath.

Elizabeth later explained to me that Cole had grabbed the soap bottle and flung it across the bathroom.  As she reached to retrieve it, the pooch got himself half-out of the tub, but his back legs were swimming, leaving a wake like the Titanic.  With water and suds flying everywhere, my bride was attempting to “re-tub” the front half of the dog, while the back end was objecting.  It was an epic struggle!

A few moments after the clatter began Cole and Elizabeth emerged from the bathroom in tandem; she had the hound by the tail with one hand, and a buzzing hair dryer in the other.  Cole was getting down the hallway as fast as his legs could scramble, considering he was dragging Elizabeth behind.  I don’t know whether it was the hair dryer or Elizabeth’s laughter that scared him the most.  Elizabeth rather enjoyed the ride!

It is an incredible thing, this joy that won’t be stopped; especially when it is connected to a Rotweiler/Bloodhound-mix puppy who won’t be stopped either.    I like joy; I like the genuine kind that starts deep-down within, and bubbles up to the surface.  It is irrepressible, unstoppable, and it is what Jesus died to bring to our souls – joy unspeakable and full of glory![1]

For You Today  

If you’re experiencing an absence of joy in your life, that deep-down contentment with living, there is something to be said for a spiritual checkup.  Joy is one of the characteristics of the Fruit of the Spirit.  Take time to read Galatians 5:22-25, and ask God to drench your life in His goodness.

You chew on that as you hit the Rocky Road; have a blessed day!

Go to VIDEO (read by author)

There are about 2,000 devotional posts and 400 sermons in the Rocky Road Devotions library.  To dig deeper on today’s topic, explore some of these: 

Joy Unspeakable  and  No More Tambourines

Images:  Title Pixabay.com   Images without citation are either personal property of the author, or in public domain.

Unless noted, Scripture quoted from The New Living Translation©