Showing posts with label John Mehrling. Show all posts
Showing posts with label John Mehrling. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 14, 2022

Thoughtful Living

 

Tuesday, June 14, 2022

So be careful how you live.  Don’t live like fools, but like those who are wise.  Make the most of every opportunity in these evil days.  Don’t act thoughtlessly, but understand what the Lord wants you to do.  Don’t be drunk with wine, because that will ruin your life.  Instead, be filled with the Holy Spirit, singing psalms and hymns and spiritual songs among yourselves, and making music to the Lord in your hearts.  And give thanks for everything to God the Father in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ.  

Ephesians 5:15-20

In response to reading Paul’s admonition to give thanks for everything, I’m grateful to God for the life of my dear friend, John, who graduated to the church triumphant this past week.  I didn’t get to see John and his bride, Anne, in person a whole lot because our homes are separated by a four-hour drive.  We had just made plans to meet for lunch this Saturday.  Now I will have to wait for a different meeting time and place of our Heavenly Father’s choosing.  John’s passing to be in the presence of his Lord is going to take some getting-used to.  I’m going to miss the banter-by-email we shared.  He was a masterful pun-machine, able to spin one of my thoughtlessly-dropped words like a coin turning on its end.  Conversation with John was laced with joy and thoughtfulness.  I always marvelled how his rapid-fire quips rolled with such awesome humor and wisdom, entwined like a well-crafted sermon in a phrase.  I told John that if he came to visit in our church he’d better belay the “wisdom in a word” around my church family; they’d start a petition for sermons of his length.  His reply:  Sensor-ship.

Admittedly, my mind takes a lot longer to respond than did John’s.  But I have no doubt his every answer was much more than glib banter – rather a lifelong evidence of inquisitiveness about human nature, and the Divine.  An avid reader, lover of locomotives, traveller, churchman, teacher of young people’s confirmation classes, and classical music addict, JC, had interest in the gift God gave him of life and time to use it well.

There is an art to this business of living thoughtfully.  It is purposeful investment of the gift of that next breath, impervious to the mindlessness of herd mentality, and ever vigilant to the leading of God’s Spirit.  If pressed, I would characterize my friend John as one who helped me in that direction. 

Thank you, brother…may you rest in peace, and rise in glory.

For You Today

There are many people God brings into your life to help you think and live thoughtfully.  Listen closely, drink deeply, and follow the Spirit’s calling genuinely.  There’s a kingdom to gain.

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

[1] Images:  Pixabay.com   Unless noted, Scripture quoted from The New Living Translation©   

Tuesday, February 9, 2016

Christmas Train

Tuesday, February 9, 2016

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Therefore, whenever we have the opportunity, we should do good to everyone—especially to those in the family of faith.   Galatians 6:10(NLT)

Before we leave the warmth of Christmas joy for the sobering Lenten season, I would like to pass along one more uplifting moment of celebration I recently received from John Mehrling, a friend, and part of our extended family.  John writes of something that happened years ago on our (then) home of Long Island:  

The promised warm weather for Christmas Day reminded me of a Christmas shortly after Anne and I were married.  We were living in Queens and sang in the choir of a local Lutheran Church.  We would slip out just before the end of the Midnight Christmas Eve Service to catch the Jamaica Ave [elevated train] out to the LIRR Jamaica Station for the last train out to Stony Brook.

Well that night, because of the very warm weather, we were shrouded in dense fog.  [We] almost missed the el train because we didn't see it entering the station. 

At Jamaica we got on a train made up of very old, un-reconditioned cars - dim lights, low backed seats, heat on (the book said it was winter and the heat should be on).  The car was mostly filled with men who had combined shopping for last minute gifts for their children with overly enthusiastic liquid celebrating.  Many of them were loudly bragging of all they were going to do before the kids got up to see what Santa was leaving them.

Then our train hit a car in Mineola, delaying us for a while before we resumed our trip.

Anne and I were sort of aware of a young soldier sitting behind us.  After the train resumed its eastward journey, he asked the gentleman sitting next to him if he thought there would still be a taxi at the Northport Station.  Slowly the young man told his story - he was returning from Viet Nam.  He had a gift for his mother in his second duffel bag - she never had a good set of dishes and he bought her a set while on R&R in Hong Kong. 

The man next to him asked why his folks wouldn't be meeting him and he told him that they didn't know he was coming home - he had been released and stuffed onto an outbound plane at the last minute; similar timing had occurred at each connecting point along the way.  He was very concerned that he get the gift for his mother home intact.  (I'm thinking that his mother wouldn't so much care for the gift as for his safe, unexpected return.)  Then the man sitting next to him told him, "Get off with me at Huntington, I'll drive you home."  

Amid all the self-important sleaze in the dimly lit car, the light of God's love shone brightly on that early Christmas Day morning.

Sometimes the unselfishness of a stranger is all it takes to make your season, or year.  The more I thought about John’s story and how that young man received kindness in his journey, the more my mind began to draw opposite pictures of another Son who was treated badly in his journey to planet earth.

This story reminds us that Christmas is entirely in the hands of those for whom the Son of God left his heavenly home and brought his life-giving gift.

For You Today


There’s every possibility that today you might meet someone in need of that little extra kindness God has prepared inside you.

You chew on that as you hit the Rocky Road today…and have a blessed day!




[1] Title image: By Mikhail (Vokabre) Shcherbakov from Moscow, Russia (Old passenger train), via Wikimedia Commons