Showing posts with label Thoughtfulness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Thoughtfulness. Show all posts

Monday, May 20, 2019

Fruit of the Spirit - Part 1 - KINDNESS

Tuesday, May 21, 2019

But the Holy Spirit produces this kind of fruit in our lives:  love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control.  There is no law against these things!                              Galatians 5:22-23

Paul, the apostle, uses fruit as a metaphor to explain the way God prepares and uses His own nature and strength in us to be a blessing to others.  It’s really a great metaphor (of course God doesn’t need my approval…I’m just celebrating the truth here). 
Fruit from our earth’s bounty is a continuing staple of refreshment, nourishment, and tasty blessing in my life.  If you ask what I had for breakfast, and fruit is not mentioned, call the FBI, because you’re talking to an imposter, or my evil clone; you’ll probably find I’ve been kidnapped and put on a boat to Shanghai. 
Over the next week or so I’d like for us to enjoy examining together the fruit of God’s Spirit.  There are nine kinds of fruit in this cluster of heavenly produce.  Today we begin with kindness.
There are a ton of words that are associated with a person being kind:  benevolent, caring, compassionate, generous, giving, thoughtfulness, consideration, helpfulness, charity, tenderness, sympathetic, tolerance, understanding, courtesy, decency, altruistic, gracious, patient, cordial.
All those words have their birthplace in the human heart.  Kindness cannot be enacted by Presidential fiat, Congress passing a law, or the United Nations international court.  Rather it is evoked by a gift of human unselfishness which includes another heart, usually one that is in need.
In Acts (11:27-30) we find at Antioch a church full of believers exercising the gift of kindness.  One of their own, Agabus, is a prophet, and predicts a coming famine in the Roman Empire.  Knowing the church at Jerusalem is already experiencing hard times, they didn’t wait for the prophecy to hit (which it did several years later).  Instead they immediately took up an offering for their fellow believers in Jerusalem and sent it with Paul and Barnabas.
I know what that’s like.  Elizabeth and I have experienced some rough times financially over the years.  Sometimes it was self-inflicted, just spending unwisely.  At other times the causes were just a matter of life happening.  We’ve had family and friends who helped us, and one particularly kind anonymous helper who just sent unsolicited funds through the mail. 
During one crisis of our ministry, I was coming to the end of ministry in one church and had nowhere to go.  A couple of dear co-laboring ministers recognized the signs of depression in me and made it their mission to get me out of my routine – a lunch, a time of listening, and some prayer later, their kindness gave me some hope.  It proved to be salvation for my sanity, and a strength for the journey.
During that same period there was a meeting that had all the signs of a lynch mob with the pastor’s neck as the center of the agenda.  One of the leaders stood up and gently, but firmly challenged those who were conspiring to push me out the door, and God used his leadership to change the whole tenor of that group.  His kindness to stand with me was the difference between calm reason and a broken spirit.
Kindness cannot be overrated!
For You Today
Let’s let Scripture finish our devotional thought on kindness today:

The seeds of good deeds become a tree of life;  Proverbs 11:30a

If your gift is to encourage others, be encouraging.  If it is giving, give generously.  If God has given you leadership ability, take the responsibility seriously.  And if you have a gift for showing kindness to others, do it gladly.  Romans 12:8

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

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             Unless otherwise noted, all Scripture quotations are from The New Living Translation©

Thursday, June 21, 2018

Flamingled

Thursday, June 21, 2018
A cheerful heart is good medicine,
    but a broken spirit saps a person’s strength.  Proverbs 17:22(NLT)
My daughter Jen and I have a war (of sorts) going on.  It’s been raging for some years now.  It has to do with flamingos.  More than a decade ago I found out that one of the reasons she was glad to move from Florida to North Carolina is flamingos…she despises the little plastic pink ones people put in every Florida front yard.  I made the mistake of agreeing that I wouldn’t ever put one in my yard (but then I don’t like any statues or fake deer, flamingos or Santa blow-up decorations).  On my next birthday, that ruthless daughter gave me a plastic flamingo the size of Chicago.  I retaliated one Sunday morning after they left for church by lining her driveway with about two dozen of the despicable birds. 
I thought that had been the A-Bomb of the bird war, but a few years later I got a present that was wrapped in flamingo paper; inside was two strings of Christmas lights…each light a little pink plastic birdy-thorn in my saddle.  And so, a year ago for her May birthday she got no flamingos…just a regular present.  That was me setting the trap.  Shortly after, with my unsuspecting daughter certain she’d won the war with the Christmas-light flaminglow fiasco, I gave her a coffee mug, complete with a flamingo on the inside…the one you couldn’t see if the mug was full of coffee, but would be staring at you with a big pink eye as you drained the cup.  Ha!  Jen said thanks by getting me a desk paper weight from their Florida vacation….flamingos on a Florida island!
And then there was Father’s Day last week.  We had offered to bring the grilled sausages for the family gathering. 
When we arrived at Jen’s house after church, sausages and buns in hand, we were invited to the kitchen counter buffet, complete with flamingo plates, cups with flamingo-topped swizzle sticks, napkins that invited Let’s Flamingle, and a special pool floatee-thing for my iced tea…a pink flamingo floatee!  The day was a flaming, flamingo, festival!  I told her I had three words for her:  I GIVE UP! 
Now, it may sound an awful lot like the flamingo war is absolutely the worst example of a cheerful heart medicine.  But that’s exactly what it has been like for me (and I expect for Jen too).  I’m not sure I’ve laughed harder, nor been more joyfully-surprised at the resourceful thoughtfulness it takes to go one-up in this pink bird-slinging contest.
I’m wondering how to get a real flamingo into a bathing suit and have it sit on Jen’s porch writing its memoirs on an iPad.  I wonder…
For You Today
Well, it doesn’t have to be flamingos, exactly…but what connects you with someone in your life that takes a little thought, trouble, and going out of the way to make their day?  If you don’t have that, may I recommend a pink, floatee-thing for their iced tea?  I can let you have one real cheap.
You chew on that as you hit the Rocky Road; have a blessed day. 

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