The King Invites You to Feast

In the thirty-seventh year of the exile of Jehoiachin king of Judah, in the year Evil-Merodach became king of Babylon, he released Jehoiachin from prison on the twenty-seventh day of the twelfth month. He spoke kindly to him and gave him a seat of honor higher than those of the other kings who were with him in Babylon. So Jehoiachin put aside his prison clothes and for the rest of his life ate regularly at the king’s table. Day by day the king gave Jehoiachin a regular allowance as long as he lived. 2 Kings 25:27-30

Jerusalem has been ravaged by the Chaldean’s and is in captivity.  The glory has departed from the royal city, for the King of Judah is taken prisoner and the principal officers have been put to death.  All hope appears lost for the “thrones of the house of David,” Salomon’s temple was burnt to the ground, and the sacred vessels are carried away to Babylon.

After thirty-seven years while the King is imprisoned, a glimmer of light appears. Hope is restored to the captive people. The King of Jerusalem is invited by the King to dine daily at his table.  He is also given minimum security prison conditions. 

In the midst of a storm or tribulation…Jesus speaks tenderly to us through His Word, gives us new clothes…robes of righteousness, and positions us at a seat of honor at His table. He invites us to come and eat with Him and feast at His table of abundance.  He provides life…abundant life!  Jesus brings release from bondage and bestows instead foretastes of the infinite pleasures at His right hand. Are you troubled?  Are you weary?  The temptation can be to seek TV, a hobby, work, or anything else that can provide a distraction or what we think can soothe us.  Seek Him!   Seek the source of life…Christ.  He is our bread.  He is our fountain of life.

“They feast on the abundance of your house; you give them drink from your river of delights.” Psalm 36:8

“My soul will be satisfied as with the richest of foods; with singing lips my mouth will praise you.”  Psalm 63:5


Does X-MAS Take Christ Out of Christmas?

We see the X as we would see it in the English language, such as in an equation representing an unknown quantity or as in x-rated, representing an obscene movie rating.

On the surface, it may appear that Christ is being taken out of Christmas, but is this what is really going on?

Symbols from the early church

The early Christians used the symbol of a fish when persecution was great by the Romans.  This symbol was an acronym for the Greek word for fish, ichthus.   Early Christians wrote this symbol on the ground when they met someone they didn’t know to discover if the person was Christian.  Now the ichthus is the universal symbol for Christendom.

When we see the X we think of the English letter, but in actuality it is the first letter of the Greek word for Christ, Christos.  Which is transliterated into our English alphabet as X. So, the X has come through the history of the church to be a shorthand symbol for the name of Christ.

The intention of the X

There is a long history of Christians using the symbol X for Christ.  Just as the early Christians used the fish symbol to distinguish other Christians, so there is no disrespect intended in using the X in Xmas.  X = Christos (Greek word for Christ)

Made for Him

We were made for Jesus and our hearts are forsaken until they find their love in Him.

We were made for Jesus and our hearts are downcast until they find their joy in Him.

We were made for Jesus and our hearts are warring until they find their peace in Him.

We were made for Jesus and our hearts are anxious until they find their patience in Him.

We were made for Jesus and our hearts are hard until they find their kindness in Him.

We were made for Jesus and our hearts are selfish until they find their goodness in Him.

We were made for Jesus and our hearts are inconstant until they find their faithfulness in Him.

We were made for Jesus and our hearts are harsh until they find their gentleness in Him.

We were made for Jesus and our hearts are indulgent until they find their temperance in Him.

“For we are God’s masterpiece. He has created us anew in Christ Jesus, so we can do the good things he planned for us long ago.” NLT Ephesians 2:10

God sees us in our pitiful state…”O LORD, what is man that you care for him, the son of man that you think of him? Man is like a breath; his days are like a fleeting shadow.” Psalm 144:3-4

God’s love for us compels Him to act…”God made Him (Jesus) who had no sin to be sin for us, so that in Him (Jesus) we might become the righteousness of God.”  2 Corinthians 5:21

Our response to God…”I will praise you, O Lord my God, with all my heart; I will glorify your name forever.” Psalm 86:12

His Glory Aside…Our Flesh Denied

Who, being in the very nature God, did not consider equality with God something to be grasped, but made himself nothing, taking the very nature of a servant, being made in human likeness. Philippians 2:6-7

I go back to these verses frequently and ponder the wonder of them. To think that God himself would take on the nature of a servant and be made in human likeness in order to reconcile ME to the Father…well, it’s just overwhelming.  How about you, does it fill you with awe?  I pray that the reality of what Jesus gave up and gave you overwhelms you.

In Philippians 2:7, it states, “made himself nothing.” That portion of scripture means, He laid aside His glory.  This is key to grasping the reality of the incarnation.  John 1:14 says, “And the Word (Logos) became flesh, and dwelt among us.” Jesus was not two separate personalities, he was one person possessing two natures…divine and human.  He did not empty himself of His deity.  In His incarnation, Jesus did not at any time, for any reason, to any degree or for any season lay aside His deity.  Colossians 2:9 states, “For in Christ all the fullness of the Deity lives in bodily form.”  This scripture confirms and attests that Christ was complete in His deity in his human body.

John 17:5, Jesus prayed to His Father, “And now, Father, glorify me in your presence with the glory I had with you before the world began.”  Jesus lived in glory with the Father and He laid it aside to take on the nature of a man.  His glory is in perfect union with the Father and the Holy Spirit.  His glory is witnessed in having legions upon legions of angels praising, worshiping and attending Him at all times.

Understanding Jesus as the God-man is something that we cannot fully comprehend.  We won’t be able, in this life, to understand how it transpired, but it is important; however, to grasp the fundamentals of this reality.  Jesus was fully God and fully man in His human body.  There were infrequent times when the Holy Spirit directed Jesus to access the superhuman capacities which are a part of His divine attributes.  Other than those infrequent occurrences, Jesus lived out His life under real limitations fundamental to unfallen humanity.  During the period between His physical birth and His ascension to the Father, Jesus voluntarily surrendered the independent exercise of His divine attributes.

Sometimes I believe I am so slow to learn.  I have within the last couple of years come into a experiential learning of what it is to die to self in my flesh to a deeper level than I’ve ever experienced.  In exchange, I experienced a test of waiting on God and experiencing His glorious will and purpose coming to pass.   It was not easy, but necessary and an enriching experience for me if I was to further my walk with the Lord.  In the midst, I spent days and days that turned into months and months on my knees in prayer.

Of course, at first, my flesh fought me.  In fact, the battle really began when I set my face like a flint.  Then in one particular situation, fear gripped me because I had never trusted God to that particular level.  It took days of struggling, but the desire to be obedient to God finally held sway.  During those days of struggle, the thought came to me of praying and asking the Lord to give me a joy in the expectancy of waiting through the Holy Spirit.  That is what the Bible means by “hoping in the Lord.” Hoping is associated with waiting on Him.  Hoping is expectantly waiting to see what God is going to do.  This is where, for me, Jeremiah 29:11 came to life, “For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.”  After those days of struggle, instead of the intensity of what I wanted, in my flesh, getting stronger…the intensity of my flesh began to weaken. The desire to wait on God became stronger.  The scripture verse that I clung to changed as well.  Instead of Jeremiah 29:11, I started quoting “And God works all things together for good for those who love the Lord and are called according to His purpose.” Romans 8:28.  And the joy of waiting and watching for Him became glorious.  I prayed.  I watched.  I waited.

This is where the pedal meets the metal.  Isn’t this where the war is waged?  This is where it’s possible to win the battle or lose ground because we cease waiting on Him.  We give up and cease waiting on the Lord because the circumstances may start to look worse and we become fearful.  In fact, the circumstances may begin to look, in our thinking, catastrophic, but God is in the midst of those circumstances.  He is working in those circumstances.  Beloved, God requires, first and foremost, faith and trust, then and only then, does he open our eyes to see.  Faith always precedes sight.  So our circumstances can look dire and that’s why we can’t depend on what we see.  We must trust Him whom we don’t see.  If you will hold sway to Him and wait on Him, He will reveal to you His will and His beauty and your joy will be full.

Everything around us tells us to trust what our eyes see. The challenge of our faith walk intensifies because of the culture we live in.  A culture of instant gratification.  Instant access to knowledge. Instant access to just about anything we want.  But Paul admonishes us in Romans 12:2, “Do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind.  Then you will be able to test and approve what God’s will is–his good, pleasing and perfect will.”  I’m so thankful that our God is not coerced by our desires, by our culture, or by anything outside of Himself.  So, we must fight against our inclination and our culture that tells us to trust what we see.  We must trust Him whom we can’t see.

He is the truth.  He is the life.  He is the way.  Trust Him.  Trust the Son of God who loved us enough to lay aside His glory and become a man so that we, as man, would become sons of God.

He Turned the Tables…Forever!

It’s Friday of Jesus’ final week.  Jesus is being crucified at Golgotha, The Place of the Skull.  Jesus was nailed to the cross at approximately nine in the morning.  It’s now three o’clock in the afternoon, it has been dark since noon, to fulfill the scripture in Amos 8:9  I will cause the sun to go down at noon, and I will darken the earth in the clear day; and in Jeremiah 15:9, Her sun is gone down while it is yet day.  The darkness to signify that the Sun of righteousness was leaving this world and the Jewish nation would be in darkness; a sign from heaven that their eyes would be blinded.  At three o’clock in the afternoon, Jesus cries out in a loud voice, “My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?”  Matthew 27:46b.  The darkness further signifying the dark cloud of Jesus’ soul as he himself was the offering for sin, the sacrificial lamb.  It also signified the withdrawing of the light of God’s countenance as Jesus took on the sins of the world.

After Jesus cried out and breathed his last breath, the curtain of the temple was torn in two from top to bottom.  The splitting of the curtain signifies the destruction of the nation and church of Israel and the entering in of the new and living way into the Holy of Holies by the blood of Christ.  No longer will the High Priest, from the Levitical priesthood, come into the Holy of Holies once a year to offer sacrifices for the sins of the people with blood that is not his own but with the blood of animals.  Christ is now our High Priest, in the order of Melchizedek, who’s own blood was shed as the only eternal, acceptable sacrifice and sprinkled on the Holy of Holies in heaven and therefore he is able to continually intercede for those who love Him and have been called according to His purpose. Hallelujah!

In the temple area in Jerusalem, the Court of the Gentiles is several acres on the outer most part of the temple area.  This is the designated area for gentiles from all nations to come worship and pray.  Just a few days before, Jesus had come into the temple area in Jerusalem and overturned the tables of the money changers.  These passages of scripture are given the most prominence in regard to the anger of Jesus to the greed and dishonesty of the money changers and people selling animals for sacrifice that filled the Court of the Gentiles.  Furthermore, any gentile who wanted to come into the Court of the Gentiles to pray had a difficult time doing so because they were crowded out by all the vendors selling animals and the money changers that were making exorbitant fees.  Jesus comes into the Court of the Gentiles and literally “turns the tables.”  The Jewish leadership had allowed the sanctity of God’s temple to be robbed.  Allowing the merchants and money changers into the temple area showed the Jewish leadership’s lack of dedication to God and the true purpose of the temple.  Further, it also showed Israel’s lack of respect for people of every nation to come worship and pray.  What Jesus did by turning the tables, in a sense, displays what was getting ready to happen in a few short days.  Similarly, in the book of Esther, God “turned the tables” for the Jewish people displaying the greatest turnaround on the grandest of scales.  Christ will, likewise, be turning the tables for all peoples from every tribe and nation.

So often, when Jesus spoke, He would speak of future realities in the present tense.  One example is when Jesus spoke of the signs of the end of the age.  In Matthew 24:15 “So when you see standing in the holy place the abomination that causes desolation, spoken of through the prophet Daniel”  Surely, the disciples must have marveled at what Jesus was saying and wondered when this event would happen in their life time.

As finite beings that think sequentially because of our restriction to time and space, we exist in past, present and future tenses.  However, this is not true for God.  God is eternal, transcendent and above time and space.  God is the eternal present tense.  He is the eternal present tense in our past, present and future.  So, when Jesus tells the disciples of these events,  He is speaking of our future reality in His eternal present tense.

In the present, Jesus shows his anger toward the money changers crowding in the Court of the Gentiles and preventing the gentiles from worship and prayer.  In the future, Jesus displays through this act that the former way of temple worship will be no more.  The promise of that future reality was signed and sealed when Jesus breathed his last breath on the cross and the curtain was torn in two from top to bottom.  The gentiles from the outer court of the temple area will, in a sense, be able to run right into the temple, past the The Holy Place and into the The Most Holy Place to the alter of God.  This is reason for praise and worship.

How am I to respond to this wondrous news?  Don’t stand around and dawdle in the Court of the Gentiles, run…don’t walk…run through the temple to the Holy of Holies to the alter of God.  Jesus has secured our future.  He was forsaken by the Father so that we wouldn’t be forsaken.

Have you been lukewarm in your relationship with the Lord?  Have you been half-hearted in your approach to the things of God?  Today is the day to turn it all around.  Jesus has already turned the tables for you.  All you have to do is turn to Him.

Further consideration:  If you would like information on what your next step should be in seeking God, please leave a comment or send a question on my comment page. 

He Heals the Brokenhearted

He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds. Psalm 147:3

The past two years have been challenging in several different areas of my life.  The most emotional challenge has brought about the most painful hurt.  Isn’t that the way it usually is?  My most painful hurt was to be misunderstood by two friends and then subsequently lose their friendships.

When I reflect on the situation, I become sad by the loss and sometimes anger is stirred because of the way it transpired.  The anger stems from the unanswered questions of “why would I be treated this way by a friend?” or  “why weren’t my friends more supportive?”

The story of Job is an example of friends who came to console but ended up causing Job more heartache.   His friends came to him with the right intention, to comfort; but ultimately with the wrong message,  “you’re doing it wrong!”  Job’s hope was in God, but his friends did not agree with the way he was handling the situation and thought he had done something to bring on all of this tragedy and pain.  Oh, I pray that in that situation, I would be quick to listen and slow to speak!

Our perception is so faulty at times because of our sinful nature.  Unfortunately, our flesh has a tendency to raise it’s ugly head when we least expect it.  You may not think that is true, but think about this.  Have you been with an acquaintance or friend and they poured their heart out and you caught yourself tempted to one-up their situation?  Or, have you ever listened to someone pour their heart out and then you presumably had “all” the answers?  In situations where a friend is hurting, with few exceptions, the best friends are usually the quiet and listening friends.  And you know what?  Listening is so often difficult, but most of the time it is what is truly needed.  Sometimes there are no immediate answers.  Sometimes the answers are hidden from us.  Sometimes what seems apparent is not the case at all.  And sometimes the answers are just not what is important, it’s the being there for the friend that is needed.  “Bear one another’s burdens, and therefore fulfill the law of Christ.”  Galatians 6:2 says.  Paul further exhorts us to “Rejoice with those who rejoice; mourn with those who mourn.” Romans 12:15.

The modus operandi of my flesh when I am hurt by someone is to initially feel sad, question, and then go back and forth with thoughts of self-pity and feeling sad.  This is where our foot gets caught in the trap and Satan is allowed a foothold.  The enemy of our soul is always looking for opportunities where we “feel” cheated or mistreated because then we are vulnerable to the set up of thinking we deserve more or better.  Isn’t that what happened to Eve in the Garden of Eden?  Satan tempted her by appealing to the idea that God was somehow holding out on her.  He then led her down the path of thinking she deserved more or better than God was giving her.  The snare is set.  In this particular case,  Satan turns the tide toward self-pity and despair.  Repeating lies to you until you agree with him.  When we choose to step deeper and deeper into the waters of doubt; which leads us right onto the deserted Isle of self-pity; then before we know it, the hurricane of despair has engulfed us and drowns us in it’s sorrows.

The real question when I am sorrowful is how much time am I spending in His Word and on my knees with the Lord?  The more time on my knees spent with the Lord, the more I fully release my burden to Him and receive His peace.  The more time in His Word, the more I gain His perspective regarding the situation and allow His Word to minister to me.  What is God’s response when we seek Him?  He will reach down into the depths of the sea of despair and grab you by the hand and pull you up and place onto the solid rock.  He is our refuge.  He is our shelter.

Beloved, we will all suffer hurts, pains, and wounds in this life from all different sources; but Jesus is the One we must run to.  He has designed us to seek Him.  When we come to Him in truth and transparency, He will give us His peace and rest.  Let’s not be of those that run to substitute gods; such as:  alcohol, sex, drugs, money and many other forms of idolatry that only provide us with empty promises and ultimately a spiral down the sea of despair.  Jesus will heal your broken heart.  Be persistent.  Don’t give up if you don’t sense  relief right away.  Get on your knees and get in His Word.  He WILL heal your broken heart.  Don’t walk…run to Him, beloved, run to the rock that can’t be moved!  Run to the arms of true love and bask in His peace and rest.  He is the “balm of Gilead” and He will heal your broken heart and bind up your wounds.

My Father’s Love

dad and meMy dad, a man’s man.  An excellent shot with a rifle earned him the nickname “hawk eye” while attending high school.  A naval fighter pilot in WWII, he attained the rank of Lieutenant Commander.   Following the war, he completed his education in dentistry.

My father and I were very close.  I worked in his dental office for three years while in high school and reluctantly during the summers.   Three weeks after graduation from high school, I moved away from home and began my college classes.

Just a few months into my first spring semester at college, I received the call.  The call that I least expected.  The call that no one wants to receive.   A mole on my father’s back was tested and the results came back positive for cancer.   The bomb was dropped and fear gripped me.

My mother and he would frequently drive 200 miles to Houston to be treated at the only cancer hospital in our part of Texas at the time.  He would gratefully receive his high dose of chemotherapy to ebb the tide of the melanoma that was rapidly flooding his body.  My humble, man’s man dad battled this fierce giant for about two years.

I was living in Austin and managing a clothing store. I recall this day as if it was yesterday. I had returned from lunch and the store was experiencing it’s afternoon rush, when I got a surprise visit from my employer.  He had brought a car load full of new clothes to set out, when the phone rang.  One of the sales girls answered the phone and beckoned to me that the call was for me.   As I said the word, “hello,” in a rather questionable tone, I knew something was wrong because I rarely received personal phone calls.  It was my dad.   He never called me at the store.   It was the middle of the afternoon, he would be working.   He could hear the worry in my voice and prepped me for his news by asking me how my day was.   Then, he said in a calm, almost monotone voice, that the cancer had spread to his brain.   An ambulance was coming to transport him to the hospital; he was being admitted that very day.  He told me that he knew he didn’t have long to live.  Then, he began to speak words of endearing love to me.  He expressed concern that he wouldn’t be there to walk me down the aisle and whisper in my ear that I was the most beautiful bride. The floodgates of tears opened and there was no damn to stop them.  He said, “I know these things may be hard for you to hear, but I need to say them because I know I don’t have long.  I want you to know how much I love you, how much you have enriched my life.”   I heard those words and completely fell apart because I knew my actions and attitudes over the previous years, especially beginning with college, were anything but enriching.   He even went into details of inheritance he had left me.  He continued to pour out words of encouragement and love to me.  These few minutes with him were by far the sweetest I had ever experienced with him, and I can tell you, I could have lived a life time on the sweet moments I had already had with my father.   In his usual “thinking of others first” mentality, he knows he is dying soon and his mind is looming with thoughts of love and reassurance towards me.

A few days later, my mother called me at work to tell me it was time to come home.  I packed up not knowing how long I would be gone.  My boss gave me a leave of absence and I was on my way.  Unfortunately, by the time I arrived at the hospital in San Antonio, my dad had already slipped into a coma.  Within a few short hours, he departed this world, within the blink of an eye, arrived in the presence of the Lord of life.

What a gift my father had left me…words of love, encouragement, and life.  Words he knew I would never forget.

My father expressed his love to me in spite of my actions that were so unloving at times.

How much more has God expressed His love towards us in spite of our sins that are against Him by sending His only Son who paid the ransom for all our sins; past, present and future!

My father showed his love to me in expressing his concern that he wouldn’t be there to “give me away” on the day of my wedding.

How much more has our heavenly Father shown and expressed his love and joy in presenting us, the bride, to His son, our bridegroom, on the day of the wedding supper of the Lamb!

My father had no thought of himself, his thoughts were of me.

How much more has our heavenly Father’s thoughts been of us through His plan of salvation and the obedience of His Son’s death on the cross!

My father poured out words of love and life to me.

How much more has our heavenly Father poured out His words of love and life through sending His son to speak His words of love and life and leave His Words for us in the Bible!

My father encouraged me even though he knew he was dying soon.

How much more has our Heavenly Father encouraged us through His Son and the gift of the Holy Spirit!  Even from the cross while Jesus was suffering and His death was imminent, He took care of the needs of his earthly mother.  Then following His resurrection, the Father sends the Holy Spirit, the Comforter, to dwell in every believer to teach, encourage, and convict us of sin.

My father reassured my future by providing an inheritance for me.

How much more has our Heavenly Father reassured our future through His inheritance to us!  The Father provided eternal life bought through the blood of His only Son.   Jesus also described a portion of our inheritance in heaven as an encouragement to his disciples and to us; the glorious inheritance of the saints.

Beloved, our heavenly Father’s love far exceeds anything we could ever experience on earth, but I am thankful for an earthly father that was not only a child of God, but a father who knew the importance of expressing and showing his love to me.   He poured his love out to me and also expressed The Father’s words of love to me.  He was a beacon and reflection of my heavenly Father.   Thankful!   So thankful to God for my earthly father and my heavenly Father!

The Promises of Spring

Spring is the seasonal reminder that God is always ready to renew ones life from the pit.  He desires to create in you and I a “new heart.”

Spring awakens me to the beauty of His creation after a season of chilly, and sometimes freezing, days and nights with trees stripped of their beauty and brown grass patiently waiting to be renewed.

Spring reminds me that as the seasons of nature run their course so does my life.  I am thankful for the reminder that a season of sorrow will open up to a season of joy as I keep my eyes on Him.

Spring brings in the warmth of air and brightness of day that warms me through body and soul and inspires new possibilities.

Spring serves to remind us that Christ is the creator and that everything has been created by Him, for Him and through Him.

Spring serves to remind us that He is our very life!  We are all walking corpses until God creates that miracle of new birth in us.  We were therefore buried with him through baptism into death in order that, just as Christ was raised from the dead through the glory of the Father, we too may live a new life. Romans 6:4

May the coming of Spring stir in your heart renewal, rebirth and new beginnings!

Do Not Be Afraid!

For you did not receive a spirit that makes you a slave again to fear, but you received the Spirit of sonship. And by him we cry, “”Abba,” Father.”  Romans 8:15

A traumatic incident which occurred on the edge of the Grand Canyon when I was six years old created a fear of heights in me.  It would affect me on occasion, but most poignantly in my 30’s when my husband, Bob, our boys, and I would travel to New Mexico or Colorado to snow ski.   Sitting on the ski lift would stir the butterflies to flight in my stomach because my feet would be dangling out and over, what appeared to be, a huge expanse between me and the snow-covered mountain below.  Once the bottom of my skis met the top of the snow I was fine…until…I was in a clearing amidst the trees on the mountain in which I could see the town below; I would start to perspire and my heart would pound wildly in my chest.

I am reminded when Peter, James and John accompanied Jesus up the mountain top.   All of a sudden before their very eyes, Jesus was transfigured.  His clothes became bright white and His face shone like the sun.  Without time to grasp what had just happened, Elijah and Moses appeared and they discuss with Jesus his impending death.  Then a bright cloud surrounds all of them and the Father speaks from within the cloud and says, “This is my son, whom I love; with Him I am pleased, listen to Him!” (Matthew 17:5b)  The Father settled any possible doubts in their minds that Jesus is the Son of God, the Messiah, in their experience and hearing.  The Father also confirmed that when Jesus spoke, He spoke the very words of God.  The disciples did exactly what I think I would have done, they fell face down on the ground.  They had been walking and living with God incarnate, God cloaked in flesh, glory hidden.  Now, they are in the presence of the fully glorified King of Kings and LORD of Lords, the Beginning and the End, the First and the Last.  Can you even imagine the speed of thoughts that are running through their minds and the intensity of differing emotions that are exploding within them?  These three chosen disciples were honored with a precursor of what was to come in glory.  They traveled up the mountain top with Jesus, their teacher, master, Lord and beheld THE Revelation of revelations and became overwhelmed with fear.  They had encountered the true “mountain top” experience face-to-face with the glorified LORD of Lords.

Realize possibly for the first time in your life, that He is in control of life and death.  He is the beginning of time on earth and the end of time on earth because He is eternity.  There is no life apart from Him. The very air we breathe is but a gift from Him to sustain our life in the physical.  He is the First of everything created, visible and invisible, and He is the Last of everything created, visible and invisible.  He is I AM WHO I AM!  Let this reality overtake you with the majestic wonder that it truly is.

Now then, if you are a child of God, then you, hopefully, not only know Him in all His majestic glory, but you are also privileged to know Him as “daddy.”  Our “Abba” Father is our daddy who loves us more than we can even imagine.  Jesus does what only a loving and caring Father will do to reassure his children, he put out his hand and touched them and said, “Do not be afraid.”  This majestic LORD of all creation, put out His hand as a Father would to comfort a child.

My fear of heights was a faulty perceived fear that ushered me into a feeling of terror and a thought of imminent death.  But, my God and my Father takes me up to the mountain top, puts out his hand to calm my fears and says, “Do not be afraid.”  There is nothing to fear when you are in the very presence of the essence of peace.  He holds eternity in His hands and He set eternity in the hearts of men, so that they would seek Him.  Are you seeking Him?  Do you know Him as LORD of Lords and Abba Father?  When you seek Him with all of your heart, you will find Him.  You will find Him in the entirety of who He is…I AM WHO I AM.  Beloved, seek Him and find Him.  Then, you will taste and see that the Lord is good.

The King’s Message

martin luther king jrI was only ten years old on August 28, 1963, when from the steps of the Lincoln Memorial during the March on Washington for Jobs and Freedom, Martin Luther King, Jr. stood before 200,000 civil rights supporters and delivered one of the most famous speeches of the 20th century entitled, “I Have a Dream.”   King called for racial equality and an end to discrimination.

My father’s family is from the Deep South, Louisiana.  My mother’s family hails from a small town in northeast Texas.  Because of where my parents were from, they grew up inundated with racial inequality.   That meant…separate bathrooms for blacks, required seating in the back of the bus, even separate water fountains to drink from…all those corrupt requirements imposed to try and prove that whites were superior when in actuality it proved pride and hatred.  Even at ten years old, I recall feeling uncomfortable if I heard the “n” word because I knew it was not a term of endearment but a pinpointing of insignificance.

I remember the day King gave this speech because I recall watching my father as he listened to him on television.  The expression on my father’s face changed through the course of King’s speech.  You know what I mean?  That curious, inquisitive look of, “Well, I wonder what this fine, black fella has to say.” transformed to “I don’t think I’ll ever be the same!”  My father got up from his chair…different.  I could hear the liberation in his voice when he spoke.  God had touched his heart with King’s message.

When was the last time God touched your heart with THE King’s message?  Unlike the early disciples who had to rely on their memory of Jesus walking and talking with them, we possess in our very hands the written Word.  When was the last time you allowed the King to liberate your heart?  Take out your Bible.  Sit.  Read.  Ponder.  Meditate on it.  Memorize it.  Open your heart and allow The King of Kings to come in and touch your heart TODAY!