Solomon's Colonnade

Today’s Reading: John 10:22-23 (NIV)

22 Then came the Feast of Dedication at Jerusalem. It was winter, 23 and Jesus was in the temple area walking in Solomon’s Colonnade.

Good morning!

When Jeff and I visit our family and friends, we are often moved by the many memories that are shared during the house tour. It all begins when we arrive on their front porch. This is the place of warm greeting. During the holidays, we find shelter from the cold and a warm welcome there. Many decorate their front porches with twinkling lights and trees, ribbons and wreaths. Our porches become gathering places for family and friends, where relationships flourish. As we move through the front door and down the hallway into the living room, we cannot help but notice the many precious memories of loved ones and friends displayed on the walls. Walls do speak volumes about who we are and from whence we came.

Solomon’s Colonnade was a walkway found along the east side of the temple area in Jerusalem. A gathering place for many, the people would walk just outside the sacred temple area, sharing stories and listening to the teachers who came to speak. It was a long, open-aired porch with double columns that were approximately thirty-eight feet in height. If only those pillars could talk! I can only imagine the stories they’ve heard throughout the years.

Jesus stepped outside the temple and strolled along Solomon’s Colonnade during the Feast of Dedication. It was winter time, and there were lots of cold and hungry people waiting to be fed. Jesus spoke to the ones who had gathered there to experience the warmth of community. The columns provided a shelter from the storms of life raging around them. As the crowd gathered, it was Christ’s warmth that overshadowed humanity’s loneliness and offered a warm welcome to all who would listen and believe.

What photographs do we display outside the walls of our churches, homes and coffee shops? Where can we go to experience a warm embrace, the gift of community, well-rooted relationships and a deep sense of belonging? Come and take a walk with the Savior today in the shelter of Solomon’s Colonnade. I will see you there.

Grace and peace,

Deb Spaulding

Faith UMC - St. Charles, MO

www.songofdeborah.com

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The blessing of a flat tire and fresh air

Today’s Reading: John 10:19-20 (NIV)

19 At these words the Jews were again divided. 20 Many of them said, “He is demon-possessed and raving mad. Why listen to Him?”

Good morning!

Have you ever felt totally thankful and terribly frustrated all at the same time?

I was thinking about what I need to accomplish today and I’m wondering how it is all going to get done. The first thing I must address is the repair of my right front tire on the Spaulding-mobile. Flat tires are a pain in the neck. Apparently, I picked up a large screw and it has deflated the wind in my wheel. I heard the humming yesterday as I cruised down I-70 from work. I’m so fortunate that I didn’t have a blow out on the roadway. If it had to go flat, what better place than in my warm and dry garage at home. But now, this forces me to get the car in for a much-needed repair and I don’t have the time to spare! I’ll be driving approximately 300 miles this weekend, so I have to do address this now, whether I want to or not. You think I’m feeling a little frustrated this morning? I have a thankful heart and a cranky disposition. How can these emotions compliment each other in a servant’s heart?

I cannot begin to imagine our Lord’s frustration with the ongoing debate over His Word. He was speaking the Truth and some people were connecting with Him. Yet, there were many who simply didn’t get it, didn’t want to get it, and continued to make lots of negative commentary. They were determined to spin the Gospel message in a way that appealed to their personal preferences. Sometimes we read God’s Word and we begin to flatten it with our own preconceived notions. I imagine the Lord must have felt thankful and frustrated all at the same time, having to deal with humanity on an intimately personal level, in human flesh.

Today, I’m especially thankful for my Lord. He understands my mixed emotions of thankfulness and frustration. He endures harsh criticism and sheer frustration because of His love for all people. We’ve done our level best to flatten Him in theological debates and differences of belief; yet, Jesus Christ continues to reach out and save souls throughout the generations. He is the only One who bore the nails and lives to tell about it. When Jesus gave up His breath, we thought he would never rise again. But oh, can you imagine the surprise and wonder of His miraculous resurrection! Not only did Jesus Christ defeat physical death, He breathes new life, fresh air, even into worn and deflated hearts today.

Maybe a flat tire isn’t so bad after all. I can have His joy even in the midst of frustration. My tire will soon be patched, and it will carry me down the road as I meet the challenges of the day. Thank you Lord, for the gift of fresh air and new life!

Grace and peace,

Deb Spaulding

Faith UMC - St. Charles, MO

www.songofdeborah.com

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Full authority

Today’s Reading: John 10:17-18 (NIV)

[Jesus said,] 17 “The reason my Father loves me is that I lay down my life – only to take it up again. 18 No one takes it from me, but I lay it down of my own accord. I have authority to lay it down and authority to take it up again. This command I received from my Father.”

Good morning!

Authority is a powerful word. My dictionary defines the word authority as the power to enforce laws, exact obedience, command, determine, or judge; the power or right to make decisions. Whose authority do you rely upon for daily living?

When I was a little girl, I quickly learned that it was my dad who had full authority over our household. He was the one I would answer to if I misbehaved at school. My measuring stick for life was rooted in the things my father said. Daddy took his authority over our family quite seriously, and we were not allowed to question him about much of anything. It was an eye-opening moment when I first realized that my father’s beliefs might be a tad bit biased. What happens when the authority we’ve relied upon turns out not to be completely reliable? How does this revelation affect what we believe, and how we choose to live out our days?

Our school teachers had a lot more authority forty years ago, than they do today. Our educators risk their lives each day in the classrooms where they teach. It is their deep desire to open the minds and hearts of young men and women who will one day carry the future of our world, which compels them to remain faithful in their chosen vocation year after year.

The authority of Christ came from the highest authority ever. His heavenly Father, the creator and author of life, gave Jesus full authority to willingly lay down His life and pick it back up again, through death and resurrection. Although His disciples didn’t understand what Jesus meant, they knew His authority came from above. There was no question in their minds that this man was not sent but for a greater mission and purpose. Jesus is willing and able to become a perfect and holy sacrifice for humanity’s sin.

We desperately need the wisdom of a higher authority to guide our lives. Jesus looked to His heavenly Father for full authority to do the work He came to do. I pray we will choose to follow the example of Christ and seek out the Father’s wisdom each day. Won’t you open your Bible and take a closer look at the living Word?

Grace and peace,

Deb Spaulding

Faith UMC - St. Charles, MO

www.songofdeborah.com

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Outside the pen?

Today’s Reading: John 10:16 (NIV)

[Jesus said,] 16 “I have other sheep that are not of this sheep pen. I must bring them also. They too will listen to my voice, and there shall be one flock and one Shepherd.”

Good morning!

Are you ever overwhelmed by God’s great mercy? There are days when I simply cannot contain the joy in knowing Christ as my personal Savior and Shepherd.

I was an outsider. Every morning, I am reminded of the lengths Jesus went to rescue me. I was easily recognizable as one who didn’t belong: my coat was spotted and matted from the sins I carried in life. I was unruly, self-centered, and preferred doing things my own way. I was lost and I didn’t even realize it. Treading along a rocky and dangerous path, I was in extreme danger of falling to my eternal death. I had moved far and away from the fold of my Lord. Have you ever been so far off the beaten path that you didn’t know where you were?

Jesus took His staff, reached out and grabbed me by the neck. He led me, whimpering and kicking, back inside the pen. He had to arm-wrestle me more than once to bring me inside. I don’t know why we human types tend to fight the Lord at every turn. Obedience does not come easily for me. Learning to lay aside my will and longing for His will have become an important part of my daily journey.

When we arrived at the fold, He carried me in His arms, and set me next to some of the cleanest, brightest sheep I’ve ever seen. I didn’t look like them; I didn’t act like them, and I really didn’t feel like I fit into His pen very well. I was ashamed of my mangy gray coat. It was at that moment when the Good Shepherd began to shear away the sins that had stained my life. As I began to understand and confess the depths of my wandering, Christ began to heal my heart from the inside out. His love covered and cleansed the spots I feared would never go away. Jesus knew that I would be forever lost without His willing sacrifice. He laid His own life down to save a spotted sheep like me.

I am overwhelmed by God’s great mercy. If Christ would go to the extreme for someone like me, He will go the distance for you too. Won’t you let Him capture your heart? You may be standing outside the pen right now; but I am here to tell you there is room at the foot of the cross for you. Jesus came not only for the sheep in the pen, but for all who stand outside the gate. Won’t you cry out to the Lord right now?

Grace and peace,

Deb Spaulding

Faith UMC - St. Charles, MO

www.songofdeborah.com

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Caring for others

Today’s Reading: John 10:12-13 (NIV)

[Jesus said,] 12 “The hired hand is not the shepherd who owns the sheep. So when he sees the wolf coming, he abandons the sheep and runs away. Then the wolf attacks the flock and scatters it. 13 The man runs away because he is a hired hand and cares nothing for the sheep.”

Good morning!

How do you know when someone truly cares for you? Day-to-day living can be hectic. Most of us meet ourselves coming and going from school, work, civic and charitable activities. We run our children to softball practice, dance lessons, and marching band. We drop baked goods off at the church for the upcoming bazaar and then volunteer our time at the concession stand for soccer league. We hurry from one appointment to the next. There are days when we leave our beds unmade in the morning, only to fall back into them late at night. How do we express care and concern for the ones God has placed in our lives, when we are so very busy taking care of “business?”

The older I get, the more I realize the importance of making time to build one-on-one relationships with people. A personal touch, like a card or telephone call can mean the world to someone who needs a little extra encouragement. Yet, there are days when we need to break away from the things we do and spend quality time just sitting and listening to someone else. It may require tossing your to-do list aside. How often do you put the needs of someone else ahead of your own?

There is an old cliché that comes to mind when I read Jesus’ thoughts on hired hands. It is hard to find good help. Why do you think the hired hand runs away and leaves the sheep defenseless when the wolf comes to kill and destroy? Jesus said, “The man runs away because he is a hired hand and cares nothing for the sheep.” We begin to care for each other as we make time to know each other. Relationship building is a disciplined daily function. It is intentional. It is our personal investment of a our most precious commodity - our time. I have received some extraordinary gifts in my life, when someone went out of their way just to be there for me. That personal touch, especially in a time of crisis, is a treasure we never forget.

We need to carve out some time each day just to listen to the ones God has placed in our path. Some things are just more important than others. How will you choose to care for the people God has entrusted you to love?

Grace and peace,

Deb Spaulding

Faith UMC - St. Charles, MO

www.songofdeborah.com

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Connecting the dots of our lives

Today’s Reading: John 10:11 (NIV)

[Jesus said,] “I am the Good Shepherd. The Good Shepherd lays down His life for the sheep.”

Good morning!

I couldn’t help but feel the presence of our Good Shepherd this weekend, as clergy spouses from all over the State of Missouri gathered together for our annual weekend retreat. We set apart a time each year to laugh, to cry, to renew old friendships and meet brand new faces. We are the hands and feet standing beside those who serve in pastoral ministry in the Missouri Area Conference. This year’s theme was “Connecting the Dots of Our Lives.” I left there feeling very connected to my brothers and sisters in Jesus Christ.

One of my friends painted a poignant visual image of how clergy spouses serve as Moses’ Aaron, holding up the arms of the one who is called to serve, especially in times of great fatigue and distress. Everyone brought their family pictures to share. We told funny stories of our children and grandchildren and spent a lot of time simply laughing together. We talked about some of the challenges we face in serving local congregations. We told how the many precious blessings of serving the Lord in the local church has enriched our lives. We are a diverse group, ranging in stages from newly married clergy spouses to retired and widowed servants of the Lord. The dots of our lives are intricately connected in the love of Christ.

At the close of our retreat, my friend Esther, our Bishop’s wife, made a profound statement of faith that was truly a take-away moment for me. She said, “God can make a work of art out of your life, even when the dots do not make sense.” So often, we look at where we’ve been, wonder where we are headed, and wonder whether our picture will reveal God’s plan and purpose for us today. We examine the points of our lives like one may look at a painting prominently displayed in a local art gallery. Created in the rich technique and colors of Pointalism, we rely upon our eye and brain coordination to blend the dots into something meaningful that we can truly relate to.

Jesus said, “I am the Good Shepherd. The Good Shepherd lays down His life for the sheep.” The Good Shepherd is our master artist. It is His love that draws the dots of our lives together and brings rich meaning to daily living. When we keep our eyes focused on Jesus, the dots begin to blend into a picture we can understand. They intersect with each other, as we find a strong connection while serving the people God has called us to love.

This is a great day to begin connecting the dots of your life with those around you. Won’t you come and worship the Lord with me this morning at Faith Church? My life’s picture is incomplete without you in it. Jesus Christ connects the dots of our lives together in faith. We are His perfect portrait in progress.

Grace and peace,

Deb Spaulding

Faith UMC - St. Charles, MO

www.songofdeborah.com

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Legacy of faith

Today’s Reading: II Timothy 1:5 (NIV)

5 I have been reminded of your sincere faith, which first lived in your grandmother Lois and in your mother Eunice and, I am persuaded, now lives in you also.

Good morning!

Yesterday was a very special day in the life of our family. We gathered together to celebrate my Mother’s 85^th birthday. I look at this woman and find it hard to believe she is 85 years old. She has a few more wrinkles, a little less bounce in her step, but for the most part, she continues to run circles around me. She needs a hearing aid to hear her family speak audible words, but even when her hearing aid is off, she can feel the beating of our hearts. She carries with her a grace and beauty that is borne from years of life experience, and it is that wellspring which brings beauty to each new day.

My mother thought she would grow up and one day serve the children as a missionary in another country. When she married my father in 1945, Mom thought her missionary dream had ended. She had no idea that her vocational work was just beginning in earnest when she raised two little girls. I think of the times she rocked us in that old, squeaky rocking chair, singing Sunday school songs and reading Bible stories until she could hardly move. She made the little things of life extraordinarily special. Mom was not a perfect person, but I can tell you she was perfect for me.

Her children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren made special gifts of love to honor the birthday girl. Mom has always preferred a handmade gift to something store bought, probably because she made so many gifts herself. She was pleased with the beautiful wreath for her door, a bag of homemade cookies, and special pieces of artwork. The sketches and tiny hand prints were made just for her, and they reflect the image of her hands and heart in motion. One of her grandchildren sketched Christ at Calvary, framed it and gave it to her as a gift. When she saw it, Mom was moved to tears. This is just one simple reminder of how our lives are bound together in God’s amazing grace and love.

Just like Timothy, we carry the love of our mothers and grandmothers throughout our lives. When we choose to share this precious gift with those God has placed in our path, they begin to experience a glimpse into the lives of the ones we cherish. It is our legacy of faith.

Grace and peace,

Deb Spaulding

Faith UMC - St. Charles, MO

www.songofdeborah.com

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Do not be afraid!

Today’s Reading: Matthew 28:5-7 (NIV)

5 The angel said to the women, “Do not be afraid, for I know that you are looking for Jesus who was crucified. 6 He is not here; He has risen, just as He said. Come and see the place where He lay. 7 Then go quickly and tell His disciples: ‘He has risen from the dead and is going ahead of you into Galilee. There you will see Him.’ Now I have told you.

Good morning!

Are you afraid to talk about Jesus outside of church? Do you worry that your faith might become an issue at work, within your circle of friends, or even amongst your own family?

The women who went to the garden tomb had to be very frightened. They knew the Romans were watching them. There were still plenty of angry Jews in Jerusalem; some of them were their own family members and friends. Because they had chosen to follow the Lord, they became aliens within their own community. It didn’t stop them from falling in love with the One who had set them free from sin. They witnessed His miracles and learned from His teaching for three years. They knew without a doubt He was God’s promised Messiah, and so they continued to walk, especially on a morning just like this.

The angel who greeted them at the empty tomb gave the women four simple instructions. He said, “Do not be afraid; He is not here; Come and see; Go quickly and tell.” The women were looking for Christ’s physical body. They did not yet see that they had been transformed to Christ’s living body of believers. They were the body of Christ! He was no longer in the tomb; Christ is alive and living within every believer’s heart. Come and see for yourself; don’t take my word for it! Open the Bible and read the evidence; weigh it against everything you know to be true. I challenge you to ask God to reveal the truth of Christ to you. Now go, and quickly tell. Do not hesitate to share your faith with others. Only Jesus Christ can save. As members of His body, we are responsible for spreading the Gospel message to all who will listen. Some will reject Him, others will turn away. Do not let that stop you from sharing what you know to be true. Find new ways to share the truth of Christ by your words, deeds, behaviors, and simply loving people the way Christ continually loves you.

This is your day not to be afraid! Jesus Christ is alive! Come and see it for yourself, and then go spread the Good News!

Grace and peace,

Deb Spaulding

Faith UMC - St. Charles, MO

www.songofdeborah.com

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Mission possible!

Today’s Reading: John 20:20b-21 (NIV)

20b The disciples were overjoyed when they saw the Lord! 21 Again, Jesus said, “Peace be with you! As the Father has sent me, I am sending you.”

Good morning!

In 1966, our family would gather around the black and white Motorola television set to watch our favorite show together. Do you remember seeing the original Mission Impossible series? The story follows the mission of the Impossible Missions Force (IMF), a team of secret agents employed by the US government to combat criminal activity around the world. Occasionally, the IMF would conduct private covert operations for the benefit of its own team.

The director of the IMF was the only constant role that remained throughout the series, even when it was brought back in the 1988-90 revival. Who could forget the leadership styles of Dan Briggs and Jim Phelps? A variety of multi-talented and versatile agents were hired to do the hard work. No two agents were exactly alike. Unique personalities bonded even with their own quirky mannerisms and giftedness, as they accomplished what seemed to be an impossible feats of valor. I decided right in front of that television set that one day, I would apply for the position of secret agent Cinnamon Carter.

Would you like to participate in the greatest commission ever? Want to experience the resurrection power in your life? If so, I have Good News to share! We have been employed by the greatest leader of all, our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, to rescue the lost. Just as Jesus was sent by the Father to complete what seemed to be a mission impossible, He now sends you and me out into the world each day to share His commission with the world. We are as unique as the disciples that gathered behind locked doors. They were afraid of the Jews. They were afraid of the Romans. They didn’t know what to do next, where to go, and they did NOT want to unlock the door. Jesus gave them the key when He breathed on them and said, “Receive the Holy Spirit.” It is in Christ’s Holy Spirit that we are one team, we are One in Him. Though we who are many, are One in Christ Jesus our Lord. We have been duly commissioned and we have His power to succeed. What more could we possibly ask for or need? Will you accept your mission possible today?

Grace and peace,

Deb Spaulding

Faith UMC - St. Charles, MO

www.songofdeborah.com

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Seeing is believing!

Today’s Reading: John 20:8 (NIV)

8 Finally the other disciple, who had reached the tomb first, also went inside. He saw and believed.

Good morning!

Sometimes we just have to see it to believe it. When I left for sunrise service this morning, I opened the garage door and noticed a white haze floating across the dark sky. It was obviously raining outside. The driveway was soaked, yet something about the wet weather seemed strange. Pulling out of the garage, I began to notice the big white snowflakes falling gently down, melting across my windshield. I realized I was seeing an Easter morning snow! I haven't seen it snow on Easter for years, not since I was a child. If I had not seen it with my own eyes today, I might not have believed it. Easter snow reminds me of Christ's great love for all the world. He died to cleanse me from my sin; He rose so I might live with Him forever and ever. I am washed in His blood. I can stand in Christ's righteousness alone. He covers me in His grace today. Seeing is believing!

Don't you wonder who the other disciple was that ran with Simon Peter that day to the empty tomb? Many believe "the other disciple" was John, the one who stayed with Jesus at the foot of cross; the one who held Mary's hand as she watched her son die; the one who penned this Gospel account. He was the first to arrive at the tomb, yet he hesitated. Something stopped John in his tracks. What kept him from entering the garden tomb first?

Following Peter inside, John saw the grave clothes folded neatly at the place where Jesus' body had been. He had not yet seen the risen Christ with his physical eyes, but something inside his heart confirmed what he already knew. John saw and believed!

Come and take a peek inside the empty tomb today! See how God's grace flows down to cover your sin. Christ is risen! Come see and believe!

Grace and peace,

Deb Spaulding

Faith UMC - St. Charles, MO

www.songofdeborah.com

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Flow of mercy and grace

Today’s Reading: John 19:33-34 (NIV)

33 But when they came to Jesus and found that He was already dead, they did not break His legs. 34 Instead, one of the soldiers pierced Jesus’ side with a spear, bringing a sudden flow of blood and water.

Isaiah 53:5 (NIV)

5 But He was pierced for our transgressions, He was crushed for our iniquities; the punishment that brought us peace was upon Him, and by His wounds we are healed.

Good morning!

The Roman soldier took one long look at Jesus, hanging lifeless on the cross. Why did he feel compelled to thrust his sword into the dead man’s side? As the soldier stood beneath the cross, a sudden flow of blood and water poured out of Jesus’ body, covering him in mercy and grace. Can you imagine the surprised reaction of the Roman executioner? Christ continues to forgive and heal, especially in death. The disciple John gives an eyewitness account. He was the only one of the twelve who dared to sit at the foot of the cross along side Jesus’ mother Mary, Mary’s sister, Mary Magdalene, and Mary, wife of Cleopas. John witnessed Christ’s suffering and death. He knew without a doubt that the Scripture had been fulfilled in his sight. It was the prophet Isaiah who proclaimed approximately 680 years before Christ’s birth, that He would be pierced for our transgressions, crushed for our iniquities, and His punishment that would bring us peace. It is by Christ's wounds that we are forever healed.

Grace and mercy continues to flow down from the foot of the cross today. Christ pours out His healing blood and living water to all who will come and stand within its spray. When I think of what the Lord did just to save me, I am surprised and ashamed of myself. I am not brave enough to go to Calvary with John and watch the Lord die for me. I would have chosen to hide myself, along with the other disciples, seeking a place where I did not have to hear my Lord suffering in agony. I could not bear to see Him die, to watch the misery He endured for my sin. As I approach His cross today, I realize His blood continues to flow down for even a coward like me.

Were you there with John, when they crucified the Lord? Were you hiding in the upper room with Peter? Were you hanging in the field of remorse with Judas? Were you the Roman soldier, who nailed Jesus to the tree? Come and experience the power of mercy and grace. Jesus died to save you! It is not too late to receive His gift of new life. Won’t you come to the foot of the cross and let Jesus cover you in His precious, healing blood?

Grace and peace,

Deb Spaulding

Faith UMC - St. Charles, MO

www.songofdeborah.com

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Day of Preparation

Today’s Reading: John 19:41-42 (NIV)

41 At the place where Jesus was crucified, there was a garden, and in the garden a new tomb. 42 Because it was the Jewish day of Preparation and since the tomb was nearby, they laid Jesus there.

Good morning!

There is nothing that prepares us adequately for the realities of death. For loved ones left behind, regrets can become overwhelming. It washes over our hearts like breaking waters moving rapidly inward, causing our footsteps to disappear right behind us as we walk along the edge of the beach. Life is short. Death will come touch every one of us someday, whether we are prepared for it or not.

The day of preparation had begun; Passover was eminent. The Roman soldiers had left their work behind, completing the grizzly executions. On a hill overlooking the city of Jerusalem, where the crowd could not escape the sights and sounds of suffering and shame, onlookers watched from the hillside below as three convicted criminals were hung high; their naked bodies impaled upon wooden crosses for the whole world to see. Sunset was fast approaching. It was time for the Jews to return home for Sabbath worship and rest. Just like their ancestors experienced long ago in Egypt, the angel of death had swept over their world once again.

Joseph of Arimathea and Nicodemus could not bear to let Christ’s body hang on the cross over the Sabbath. Both were respected members of the Jewish council; yet, they felt compelled to properly prepare Jesus’ body for burial according to Jewish custom. As the crowds disappeared, they hurried to bring Jesus down from the cross, laying his body in a garden tomb nearby. Quickly wrapping what was left of His flesh, they bathed his body with myrrh and aloes, covering him in strips of linen cloth. They were determined to finish the preparation before the Son completely disappeared in the western sky. Even with their combined knowledge and sage wisdom, they were unable to comprehend the morbid events of the last twelve hours. With tears streaming down their cheeks, they expressed their own personal guilt for not having stopped this man’s murder.

Later that evening, Jewish families went through mindless acts of worship, all the while, wondering where hope had gone. Could the cruel events of this week somehow have been changed? Why did death come to teacher? He did nothing but daily share His Father's love with our world. How could we have turned on Him after all He did to heal our people and restore the land? If we only had one more day in the presence of Jesus…

The day of preparation is here. The reality of death is passing over, whether we are ready or not. Are you prepared for the night that is coming? Do you know where hope has gone?

Grace and peace,

Deb Spaulding

Faith UMC - St. Charles, MO

www.songofdeborah.com

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Troubleshooter

Today’s Reading: John 16:33 (NIV)

33 “I have told you these things, so that in me, you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.”

Good morning!

When I attended new employee orientation at work, the most important piece of information I received was the telephone number for the company’s Help Desk. Do you have a Help Desk where you work? What a gift to know there is a caring heart at the other end of line, ready to help whenever I hit a speed bump on the motherboard of life. Every now and then, we need someone out there who can troubleshoot for us. I’m blessed to know an extremely talented computer guru whom I can call on whenever I need extreme help.

Trouble seems to lurk around every virtual corner of our lives. Like the dust bunnies that silently gather underneath my sofa, they become a mass legion of dirt if I don’t occasionally sweep them out the door. Trouble is no respecter of age, race, or gender. All of us struggle with something. Isn’t it good to know there is someone you can call, twenty-four hours a day, who loves you enough to go the distance for your very soul? He is our personal troubleshooter, whose soul purpose is to fix the problem we could not change on our own. He understands the issue far better than we do; and He will stop at nothing to remedy the problem, if we are willing to let Him help us.

Jesus walked and talked with His disciples for three years. He had given them His very best, and now it was time to fulfill the ultimate prophecy. Christ came for one purpose – to take the sins of the world upon His shoulders, purchasing salvation for all who would believe and receive.

Sometimes I get really confused. I call the Help Desk when I don’t understand why my computer is locked up and I can’t seem to get the system to reboot. The fix is simply miraculous, especially when I’m up against a deadline and bouncing off a proverbial brick wall. I know my troubleshooter. We are on a first-name basis. I count on Him to be right there with me, every minute of every day, and He is.

Jesus Christ gave His life’s blood so that He could troubleshoot your sin, fixing your disconnect once and for all. Won’t you call on the Lord for heavenly help? He is right here, ready and willing to save you now.

Grace and peace,

Deb Spaulding

Faith UMC - St. Charles, MO

www.songofdeborah.com

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The Gatekeeper

Today’s Reading: John 10:7 (NIV)

7 Therefore, Jesus said again, “I tell you the truth, I am the gate for the sheep.”

Good morning!

As a young child, I was truly fascinated by the turn styles at Busch Stadium in downtown St. Louis. Our family went to watch Cardinals’ baseball games every summer. Amid throngs of avid fans, we would walk hand-in-hand to the main gate of the stadium. There, Daddy would pull out the passes from his shirt pocket and give them to the waiting usher. He would tear the perforated portion from the ticket, motioning for me to slide through the gate. Only one person could slide through at a time. It made a funny clicking noise, kind of like the sound you hear when depositing a coin into a piggy bank. I was small enough then to fit through with ease. It is much harder now to squeeze through the tiny opening than it was when I was a child. I’ve often wondered whether those turn-styles somehow shrunk with age.

A friend recently posted an online picture of a sheep gate he visited while in Scotland. I was intrigued by the short, narrow opening – there was only one way in. I think I’m beginning to understand the prophetic words of John the Baptist, as he spoke about the promised Messiah. He said, “He must become greater, and I must become less.” (John 3:30 NIV)

Jesus said, “I tell you the truth, I am the gate for the sheep.” One day, I will approach the gate that leads from this life to life everlasting. I will meet the Gatekeeper face to face. Will I fit through the tiny turn style? There is only One Way in. I can fully rely upon His Word. I know He must increase within me, and I must decrease for His glory. Jesus will shrink-wrap me in His precious blood, as I slide right through heaven’s door. There, I will worship and glorify the Father, Son and Holy Spirit forevermore.

Jesus is the Gatekeeper. Do you know Him?

Grace and peace,

Deb Spaulding

Faith UMC - St. Charles, MO

www.songofdeborah.com

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Who left the gate open?

Today’s Reading: John 10:3-6 (NIV)

3 "The watchman opens the gate for Him, and the sheep listen to His voice. He calls His own sheep by name and leads them out. 4 When He has brought out all His own, He goes on ahead of them, and His sheep follow Him because they know His voice. 5 But they will never follow a stranger; in fact, they will run away from him because they do not recognize a stranger's voice." 6 Jesus used this figure of speech, but they did not understand what He was telling them.

Good morning!

“Who left the gate open?” I could hear the frustration in the voice of my grandmother as she ran down the path from the farm house to the animal pen. Someone fed the chickens and the pigs and didn’t get the gate shut, and now it was time to look for the ones who had wandered away. What a job! I visited my grandmother almost every weekend when I was a little girl, and it didn’t take long for me to realize I was not cut out to be a farmer. Those king snakes that curled up in the chicken coop next to the eggs were more than enough to keep me far away from that animal pen. I hate to blame everything on my little sister and my crazy cousins, but they were a whole lot braver than me, and there is no way I would have left that gate open.

It was entertaining, watching my grandmother run around in her long apron and big black shoes, shaking her dish towel while making loud whooping noises, trying to coerce those carefree animals back into the pen. The pigs would come running when they saw the big bucket of slop being dumped into the feeding trough. Those guys were always hungry! They would gladly return for their next meal, then roll around in the mud together. No wonder we call them pigs! The chickens and goats were a little more persnickety. My grandmother would shout loud threats, while swinging that dish rag high in the air, as if they could understand her every word. “If you don’t get back in that pen right now, we’re having fried chicken for dinner!” Eventually, the animals would saunter back inside the gate, and she would secure it with chicken wire. Grandma was the gatekeeper. She raised five strong-willed children, and every now and then, someone would manage to escape when the gate was left open. Grandma always found a way to bring them back home.

Just like those crazy animals on the farm, Jesus' disciples couldn’t understand a word He was saying to them. He is the Father’s gatekeeper! His sheep recognize and listen closely to His voice alone. Jesus knows each precious one by name; the relationship He has with them is worth the sacrifice He made to rescue them from certain destruction. He opens the gate and leads them outside their comfort zone, knowing they will not wander away, because they trust the sound of His still, small voice. The sheep are totally in love with their Shepherd.

Have you heard the voice of Jesus calling out your name? Do you trust Him enough to step outside your box, and follow Him? When you recognize His still, small voice, do not be afraid to follow. He will never leave or forsake you. And this is Good News for a day like today!

Grace and peace,

Deb Spaulding

Faith UMC - St. Charles, MO

www.songofdeborah.com

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