But The Sheep Sermon hadn’t changed a whole lot over the years. It even still had the part about the broken leg. Continue reading “Nothing like The Sheep Sermon to make you feel stupid, disgusting, and useless”
In a small group my husband and I were visiting, the topic of “serving the church” came up. Tim and I both began thinking about the people the Lord had brought into our lives, listening to their stories, talking to them about the goodness of God, helping them with day-to-day needs, and reaching out to them in the down and dirty places of life.
But discussion in the group took a different direction. They began talking about Continue reading “What does it mean to “serve the church”?”
I was reading a little booklet about how Satan is a defeated foe. The text said something like, “So why is Satan so powerful in the world today? Because Christians haven’t believed that he is powerless.”
I’m sorry, but this makes no logical sense. If you don’t believe he has no power then he has power? Just believe that he is already defeated, and then he will be defeated? Continue reading “Is Satan really a defeated foe in my everyday life?”
Many lists detail Scripturally-based truths about who I am in Christ, and I love them; they’re worth much meditation.
But I would also love to see lists about who Jesus Christ is to me and for me and in me. I got to thinking about this when I was meditating on I Corinthians 1:30.
Thoughts for rejoicing!
Jesus Christ is my Passover Sacrifice (I Cor 5:7). He was offered in my place, my substitute.
He is my Rescuer Continue reading “Who is Jesus Christ to me and for me?”
I’ve been thinking a lot about wickedness lately. (Not a likely topic, I know, for a website called “Here’s the Joy.”) Deep, horrific, shocking wickedness. It isn’t pleasant to think about, it causes me to lose sleep, but the time has come. Continue reading “Joy in darkness”
I could make a metaphor about the pea-brained bird that kept banging at the window for an hour trying to get in to a place that he would have found out too late he didn’t want to be. You know where it would have gone: I would have applied it to our frenetic activity at Christmastime.
But I’ll refrain. Continue reading “The peace of God at Christmas . . . and all year”
I was doing a Biblical word study, because I wanted to understand the concept of perfection, often translated “maturity.” After all, with two children young adults, it seemed about time.
Mature, perfect, complete, sanctified, holy, whole-hearted. The study got bigger and bigger, but I kept doggedly Continue reading “Maturity: praying in faith or in fear?”
In honor of my fifty-second birthday season this past week, I re-read some old journals (always an instructive venture). I went back to 2003, as far back as they go on my current computer.
I found the entire year, with the rare exception of an occasional glimmer of peace, to be filled with anxiety, teeth-gritting, knots in the stomach, frustrations, barely-contained impatience. I was worried and stressed about money (not enough), stuff (too much), scheduling (too much to do), homeschooling (too Continue reading “Reflections on my fifty-second birthday: the opening of the eyes”