Showing posts with label Pension. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pension. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 14, 2019

James the Just - Part 3 - When the Just Trust

Thursday, August 15, 2019

If you need wisdom, ask our generous God, and he will give it to you.  He will not rebuke you for asking.  But when you ask him, be sure that your faith is in God alone.  Do not waver, for a person with divided loyalty is as unsettled as a wave of the sea that is blown and tossed by the wind.  Such people should not expect to receive anything from the Lord.  Their loyalty is divided between God and the world, and they are unstable in everything they do.  James 1:5-8

There is a certain abandoning of ourselves – putting-aside our options when it comes to really trusting God.  The Lord is pleased to give us wisdom and all the help we need.  Did you know that God isn’t into making us guess; He wants us to have His wisdom.  The King James Version says God won’t upbraid when you ask for wisdom.  Literally translated from the language of the New Testament, that means God won’t make fun at you when you ask.  However, receiving that wisdom does come with a price.  If we are going to have His wisdom, we must trade in ours.  That means setting-aside our prerogatives and agenda, and being obedient to Him, because trusting God, is all about Christian (Christlike) living.

Trust in the Lord with all your heart; do not depend on your own understanding.  Seek his will in all you do, and he will show you which path to take.  Proverbs 3:5-6

The personal cost of trading your wisdom for God’s is total trust; and THAT is no small price!  It’s easy to “trust in the Lord with all your heart” when everything’s going your way.  But there are times when things come unglued, and you want to fall back into a nice, safe, “hidey-place” all secure, safe, warm, and comfy. 
Now, some of us even get that way before our world comes apart.  For me, it’s the limbo place of not-knowing what’s coming; I just hate not knowing!  Just tell me it’s the worst…or the best; just don’t tell me to wait!
Many of you are aware that the throat cancer I went through two summers ago qualified me for Veteran’s Benefits.  It seems “Agent Orange” in Vietnam caught up with my vocal cords, and while I was going through 28 rounds of radiation we started receiving a temporary benefit until they could categorize my status.  Nearly a year went by and then Uncle Sam called me in for that evaluation.
I was nervous about the limbo of not knowing what they were going to say…maybe it would be that since the radiation worked, I don’t need a pension?  Or, were they going to open Uncle Sam’s arms and pocketbook, making my retirement plans a lot easier?  This is the kind of thing about which I normally obsess.  I go to sleep wondering.  I wake up every hour worrying and get up in the morning moody and distracted.  Oh, and by the way, that’s really good for a pastor who is supposed to be an encourager to the flock to have faith; cast all your cares on Him…take it to the cross and leave it there!
Well, here’s what happened.  I confessed my unbelief to God; I gave it to the Lord with a promise that I would take a deep breath and allow Him to take over my worries.  The appointment with the VA happened, and the doctor told me that since this type of cancer, caught this early, rarely returns, my disability had disappeared.  Now, I’m not the sharpest knife in the drawer, but you don’t have to have an interpreter for this one.  No disability means no pension…thank you for your service; you’re on your own!
After the appointment Elizabeth and I went to lunch at Panera Bread and thanked God for His kindness to us and how He has provided for us through the thick and thin of 5 decades of life together.  Now that doesn’t sound like the success story that usually goes along with a sermon; except for the fact that success is not to be found in having a pension or not having pension, easy retirement or pinching pennies.  Success in this answered prayer was that I didn’t think about the situation the rest of the afternoon and night.  In fact, I didn’t think about the pension or no pension thing until the next afternoon when I was trying to think deeply about what I’d tell the congregations I serve about trusting in the Lord.  That’s when it hit me square in my dull little mind that I had just lived what we all need to hear.  I trusted Him, and he overcame the biggest spiritual battle I ever have…my own lack of faith.  He gave me faith to rest in His promises!  So much better than any pension!
For You Today
Let’s let apostle Paul have the final word today:

 Don’t worry about anything; instead, pray about everything.  Tell God what you need, and thank him for all he has done.  Then you will experience God’s peace, which exceeds anything we can understand.  His peace will guard your hearts and minds as you live in Christ Jesus.  Philippians 4:6-7

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

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[1] Title Image:  Courtesy of  Wikimedia Commons
                          Unless otherwise noted, Scripture used from The New Living Translation©

Thursday, December 13, 2018

Blindsided by Love

Thursday, December 13, 2018

With joy you will drink deeply from the fountain of salvation!  In that wonderful day you will sing:  “Thank the Lord!  Praise his name!  Tell the nations what he has done.  Let them know how mighty he is!  Isaiah 12:3-4(NLT)

You know what it means to be blindsided; something happens that surprises you in such a way you can’t believe you never saw it coming.  It could have been bad, like the knee on the football field that put me on an operating table in 1963.  It could be good, like a gift you got, and it wasn’t even your birthday or Christmas.  Stuff comes from the blind side…you never suspect it, until it hits.
I get blindsided a lot. 
There was that time when that new girl showed up on the first day of school.  She walked right past me and I felt like one of those cartoon characters whose jaw literally drops to the floor.  That was 53 years ago, and I still remember the blindside storm of feelings – wow! – huh? – who? – uhm… Hey…anybody know who that is?  That was 9 grandchildren and 4 great-grands ago!  She still turns my head!
In the bad-blindside department about 10 years ago I was headed to church on a bright, sunny morning.  Coming around that sharp curve in the road I saw the stopped car a little too late to do anything but drive right into the ditch.  Distracted and blindsided!
Some blindsides are Christmas and birthday all rolled into one moment; some are the kind where you want to whine:  can-we-start-this-day-over?  
Blindsides can be good or bad, but there is something common to both varieties:  you will tell about them!  It’s human nature that we can’t help talking about those life-events big-enough to qualify as blindsides.  When your life has been rearranged, you will rejoice, moan, celebrate, ruminate, cogitate, think about, regret, and probably do what a hundred other descriptive phrases might fit…but one thing is true…you will not keep it to yourself.  Some things are just too good (or bad) to stay silent!
And that brings me to the mailbox yesterday afternoon.  The mail carrier made it to Brownworth house for the first time since the snow started Saturday.  And there was that envelope from Treasury Services, a letter from the Bishop with a check for $268.80, on behalf of Duke Endowment.  So many years ago, James B. Duke had a passionate drive to make sure pensioned preachers were taken care of, that he endowed a Christmas gift to be shared with Methodist clergy each year.  I’ve been officially-retired for 7 years, and each year I get blindsided by this event.  A man I never met, set up a recurring blindside each Advent season to lift my day, and lighten my load.  He shared his fortune (literally) with people he’d never met, nor would ever meet.
That stewardship mindset of James Duke is a constant reminder for me of Isaiah’s fountain of salvation.  Another man none of us has ever met in the flesh set up the mother of all blindsides.  And he did it in the most unlikely way – no legal papers, trusts, corporate divestments or dividend schemes; Jesus simply took our place on a cross.  What he left in our mailboxes was a check far greater than even Mr. Duke could write; it was the PAID-IN-FULL promise of forgiveness.  His blood signature opened the wealth of heaven’s welcome to my soul.  And a simple prayer of repentance cashes that check and cleans our hearts of every obstacle that stands between us and God.
Now, THAT’S a blindside worth telling about!
For You Today
If you’ve been blindsided by the love gift God sent through Jesus Christ, don’t keep that news to yourself. 
You chew on that as you hit the Rocky Road; have a blessed day.

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[1] Title Image:  Russell Brownworth