New-birth day surprise!

Today’s Reading: John 18:8-9 (NIV)

8 “I told you that I am He,” Jesus answered. “If you are looking for me, then let these men go.” This happened so that the words He had spoken would be fulfilled: “I have not lost one of those you gave me.”

Good morning!

My husband and children surprised me last night with a 50^th birthday party! It came at a time when I least expected it. The Thanksgiving weekend is such a busy time. I can hardly believe they were able to secretly plan and throw a party over the Thanksgiving holiday. When we arrived at the church to supposedly check out a security alarm problem, I had no idea it had been set off by my family and dear friends, who were awaiting my arrival in the church’s fellowship hall. I could hear the coffeehouse music floating through the stairwell, and I wondered what was going on downstairs. It was the first inkling I had that something very special was about to happen. Sometimes, the miracle is standing right in front of us and we have absolutely no idea what it is.

My eighty-six year old mother was there, courtesy of my sister, niece and her fiancé. I couldn’t help but imagine the joy she must have felt knowing her daughter had survived to enjoy her fiftieth birthday. I thanked her for making all of this possible. Our grandchildren were dancing to the music and playing with their cousins. My in-laws were there, sitting next to my sister-in-law, my nieces and nephew, great niece, and some very dear friends whom I have adopted into my extended family. Sister-in-law Gail had forgotten that she had attended my 16^th birthday party thirty-four years ago, in the basement of her family home. Jeff had arranged for our church’s youth group to have a surprise party for me. Gail was my Sunday school teacher then and she and her boyfriend (now husband) Bruce, were our youth group sponsors. I know that we are aging toward perfection, but when I look at my sister-in-law today, I still see that same incredibly youthful spirit in her. Teaching school all these years has certainly kept her heart young.

We feasted on Bandana’s barbecue and a beautifully decorated birthday cake. Colorful balloon sprays and brightly colored party decorations made the fellowship hall a festive place to be. I received my first official red hat! I’ve waited my entire life to be 50. Now I can proudly wear my red hat and purple suit in style! I’m not only a senior in college, but I have crossed over into the world of senior citizen according to the AARP. The next 50 years of my life are going to be absolutely awesome!

Our son Benjamin captured the cake consumption on film. I am told there is blackmail material lurking in these pictures. It is definitely a scrapbook moment. Eighteen-month old Andrew decided not to wait for a fork before he picked up the entire piece of cake with his fingers and began to stuff his mouth. That boy enjoys eating his cake! And I think Andrew has the right objective in mind.

How many times are we surprised by the words of Christ? We read His Word daily, we hear His Word spoken, and yet, He completely surprises us time and time again. Jesus knew that even when we least expected it, He would be there to reclaim the ones He had been given. Jesus knew His presence with them would be misunderstood. While the people may not fully understand now His reason for living and dying, by His perfect sacrifice, the world was about to receive the biggest and best new-birth day surprise of all.

A brand new life is awaiting your arrival. Can you hear the music playing? The redeemed are waiting to welcome you home. Will you choose to open the door of faith and step into your new-birth day surprise?

Grace and peace,

Deb Spaulding

Faith UMC - St. Charles, MO

www.songofdeborah.com

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Thanksgiving Day

Today’s Reading: John 18:7 (NIV)

7 Again He asked them, “Who is it you want?” And they said, “Jesus of Nazareth.”

Good morning!

Today, America celebrates its Thanksgiving holiday. Parade goers will line the streets of many cities across the nation, embracing this season of light and hope. Yet, there are many who live on the streets of our cities; they have no warm place to sleep, no Thanksgiving meal to eat, and no real place to call home. Where will they find light and hope on a day like today?

Families and friends will gather together around tables full of festive holiday fare. Baked turkey and dressing, ham and potatoes, fresh vegetables and warm baked bread, fresh from the oven, will be the centerpiece of today’s celebration. The aroma of warm pumpkin, pecan and apple pies will fill the air with the sweet fragrance of hearth and home. Not far from America’s shores, there are many who are dying in the streets. Little children are starving, with no real hope for tomorrow. Many people live from day to day in great need. In this season of plenty and of want, what could you personally offer that would make a lasting difference in the life of another?

All of us are looking for someone to fix the catastrophic problems of our world. We long to stabilize an out-of-control economy, restore financial security to the world markets; to stop the wars that plague our nations and destroy human life. We want to feed all of the children, shelter our homeless, and restore human dignity to our elderly and orphans. We are looking for the answer, the hope of our world. Would we recognize Him, even if He were standing right there in front of us?

The Romans were looking for Jesus of Nazareth. There He was, and yet, they could not see Him for who He is. Isn’t it ironic, that the One they were seeking then is the same One we seek today? The answer is right in front of our very eyes, and we cannot see Him for who He truly is.

Who are you looking for on this Thanksgiving holiday? I pray that we will find the hope of our world today.

Grace and peace,

Deb Spaulding

Faith UMC - St. Charles, MO

www.songofdeborah.com

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In the grip of grace

Today’s Reading: John 18:4-6 (NIV)

4 Jesus, knowing all that was going to happen to him, went out and asked them, “Who is it you want?” 5 “Jesus of Nazareth,” they replied. 6 “I am He,” Jesus said. (And Judas the traitor was standing there with them.)

Good morning!

It must have been a very confusing and frightening moment for the disciples in the olive grove that night. Roman Soldiers came, marching into the garden dressed in full armor, bearing bright fiery torches, and drawn swords. With them was Judas Iscariot, leading the way to the Master. Why was Judas with them? Could he be the Master’s betrayer?

Have you ever trusted someone who is not trustworthy?

There are times when we suffer because we chose to trust another. We risk trusting the people who do not deserve it. A broken trust can occur within family circles, through friendships, and even in the communities where we live and work together. We want to believe that human kindness will ultimately prevail, yet we find ourselves sorely disappointed by the people with whom we’ve invested our life’s blood.

On the surface, we wonder why Jesus, who already knew what was going to happen, hand-picked Judas to be part of his traveling mission team. Was it because He wanted Judas to have every opportunity to make the right choice? Had the Lord somehow hoped that Judas’ hardened heart would melt with true compassion for all? Would he somehow perceive that change did not hinge simply upon the overthrow of an existing government?

Jesus knew that Judas would betray him, as well as all the others. He saw the fear welling up in the disciples’ eyes. He knew and understood their pain. Even knowing what would happen, Jesus showed no remorse. He was fulfilling His Father’s plan; to become the only perfect, living and holy sacrifice for the sins of the world. He knew their fears would soon turn to joy, and the death sentence for humanity would be raised into a new and everlasting life. Jesus was willing to risk it all on the cleansing power of His blood.

Are you willing to risk being hurt for the love of Jesus Christ? Would you choose to love another, even if you knew they might betray you? Would you be willing to forgive their words and actions, and offer them your wholehearted trust and love again? May we find ourselves in the grip of the Father's grace when Christ returns to claim His redeemed.

Grace and peace,

Deb Spaulding

Faith UMC - St. Charles, MO

www.songofdeborah.com

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Carrying a torch

Today’s Reading: John 18:3 (NIV)

3 So Judas came to the grove, guiding a detachment of soldiers and some officials from the chief priests and Pharisees. They were carrying torches, lanterns and weapons.

Good morning!

Gladys Kravitz is the stereotypical nosy neighbor. She was known for her constant ridicule of subdivision neighbors Darrin and Samantha Stevens in the 1960s television situation comedy, Bewitched. Gladys was a character everyone could relate to! I laughed at Gladys each week as she waited by her living room window, snooping on the Stevens family from daylight until dark; trying to figure out just who they were and what they were up to. She could not convince her husband Abner to pay them any attention, even when she pleaded for him to come to the window and see for himself. Gladys carried a torch for the Stevens family. They were obviously different, and somehow, Gladys felt a burning desire to prove that she had been right about them all along.

People carry torches for a lot of different reasons; the most important is to light the way. Torches were used at night especially, so one could see what or who is up ahead. Torches could be used as weapons in the event of a sneak attack. Some carry torches to divert the light from their own lives onto something or someone else. It seems that when it gets just a little too hot, that a nice torch pointed in the opposite direction somehow takes the heat off the torch bearer. Pharisees were pretty good at torch bearing. They loved to point the finger at everyone around them. Do you think it helped them sleep any better at night?

Judas carried a torch for Jesus. Somehow, he thought if Jesus would confront the authorities, that He would rise up, take charge, and begin the ousting of an evil ruler in a military coup. Judas couldn’t understand it, even after Jesus told him that he had come to die. Setting the stage for the Lord’s arrest was one of the worst things Judas ever did. Yet, he thought he was doing it for all the right reasons.

Are you carrying a torch today? If so, who is it for? Does your torch illuminate the path you’re taking, or is it simply designed to divert attention away from you? Do you have a burning desire inside to make a point, to convince others that you were right all along? Take a closer look at the motivation behind your passion and ask yourself this question today: Whom am I trying to serve?

Grace and peace,

Deb Spaulding

Faith UMC - St. Charles, MO

www.songofdeborah.com

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The Place

Today’s Reading: John 18:2 (NIV)

2 Now Judas, who betrayed Him, knew the place, because Jesus had often met there with His disciples.

Good morning!

When I was in elementary school, the girls in my class would gather together on the playground during recess in our secret place. We would huddle together underneath the jungle gym, pretending to be Nancy Drew, teenage super sleuth, as we unlocked yet another one of life’s incredible mysteries. No one had to tell us where to meet; we all knew where to find the place. And while we were not invisible to the children playing all around us, they seemingly could not touch us there. We were safe within its shelter. Every summer, when the playground was unusually quiet, I would ride my bicycle to the schoil and sit underneath the jungle gym, remembering the many adventures I shared there with my friends. I always looked forward to our first day back in September, knowing that we would rendezvous’ there, picking up the journey right where we left off last spring.

Jesus knew the olive grove well. It had become a personal refuge; His home away from home. This was where He often went to pray and wait in the Father’s holy presence. Jesus taught His disciples about the Father’s love from underneath the olive branches. It was not uncommon for Christ to spend all night in the olive grove, enjoying sweet communion with His Father. He was safe within its branches, sheltered by a love that would not let Him go.

Judas also knew the place where Christ would be. As a part of the inner circle, He had personally experienced Christ’s unconditional love in the place. Judas watched and waited as Jesus prayed all night long. It was no surprise that he and his lynch men would find the Master there. Whatever possessed Judas to betray His Lord in the place?

Do you know the Way? He is where the noise of this world fades; where real Truth and Life begins. The Savior is waiting for us to return to the place where we are safe, sheltered within the everlasting arms of love. Come with me this morning. Let us find our Lord together, in the place.

Grace and peace,

Deb Spaulding

Faith UMC - St. Charles, MO

www.songofdeborah.com

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Industrial Strength Prayer

Today’s Reading: John 18:1 (NIV)

1 When He had finished praying, Jesus left with His disciples and crossed the Kidron Valley. On the other side there was an olive grove, and He and His disciples went into it.

Good morning!

At 6:30 yesterday morning, I found myself trying to find a comfortable position to lay on the gurney at the outpatient surgery center, where I was waiting as patiently as any patient can to have surgery on my foot. This gurney was more comfortable than most – it seemed to have some padding underneath the fitted sheet, but the angle in which it was raised was giving me a terrible backache. At one point, I looked at my husband and said, “This is simply not working out. I’m ready to go home now.” I really didn’t feel all that nervous about the procedure itself. I was more concerned about the recovery period that would follow. This is a very busy time of year. Thanksgiving is next week and I’m in the final four weeks of my 9-hour cluster at Lindenwood University. My work is also extremely busy right now; I’m so grateful to have a job in the midst of an economic crisis. Yet, I found myself second-guessing whether I had made a wise decision about having this procedure right now. Of course, had I waited, I may not have been able to walk at all. I needed to hear a strengthening prayer from my pastor and spouse, so I asked him to pray. I have been reading a collection of personal testimonies on the power of prayer, and in the book, I stumbled across the phrase, “Industrial strength prayer,” in a piece written by Nancy Chapman Monroe. Her sentiment made perfect sense to me for a moment like this.

Just before Jesus took His disciples through the Kidron Valley, He finished praying what I would coin an “industrial strength” prayer. He had prayed that the Father would be glorified through the Son, and that His disciples and all future believers would believe because of the sacrifice He was about to make for the sins of the world. His Word is timeless. It is one of my favorite prayers printed in Holy Scripture and knowing that Jesus Christ prays for all believers, gives me great hope for the future.

I looked around in the OR as two very kind attendants wheeled my gurney in Suite 3. In a very bright and sterile environment, I paused for a breath prayer just before I was given anesthesia. I could almost see my frozen breath in the air as I whispered these words to my Savior: “Lord Jesus, I want all of you in my life. Come and live in and through me today. May I be fully healed by Your holy presence and miraculous life-giving miracle power. Amen."

This morning, the pain block that I received yesterday in the OR and the anesthesia I had been given has definitely worn off. I know without a doubt that the One who healed me yesterday, who heals me today, and who continually heal me in every tomorrow, is the One whose heart I long to please. This is a holy reassurance that can only come from praying industrial strength prayers.

Grace and peace,

Deb Spaulding

Faith UMC - St. Charles, MO

www.songofdeborah.com

Time-out!

Today’s Reading: John 17:25-26 (NIV)

25 [Jesus said,] “Righteous Father, though the world does not know yet, I know you, and they know that you have sent me. 26 I have made you known to them, and will continue to make you known in order that the love you have for me may be in them and that I myself may be in them.”

Good morning!

Throughout the Gospel, we see Jesus taking a break from the crowds and His disciples, just to spend some much needed time away with the Father in holy conversation. The Father’s love for His Son and the Son’s love and obedience to the Father is uncanny. One can see this strong chord of life flowing between the two of them. Have you ever wondered what Jesus and the Father spoke about during their time-away?

Time away is something all of us look forward to. We need to take a break from the busyness and business of our lives for rest, reflection, and recreation. Vacations are never long enough; the time seems to fly quickly by over the holidays. We look forward to the weekend, and anticipate moments spent away from our daily routine. Sometimes, a time-out is best experienced soaking in a candlelight bubble bath, with a good book and some soft music, or maybe out in the middle of woods, where all you hear is the crackling of the leaves crumbling beneath your feet.

Time-outs are often taken on the football field, before fourth down and goal. Children are sent to time-out when they can no longer sit still and listen. Sometimes, we all need to take a little time-out just to refocus our energies and priorities on what is most important in life. Time-out can be a rich blessing; a sweet surprise!

Knowing that Christ spent his time away praying for someone like me is a sweet term of endearment. Jesus prays for me! He knows me by name, and He loves me in spite of the times I chose to live life my way instead of His Way. Jesus cares so much for me that He asked the Father to continually make me aware of His holy presence each day. Jesus does not want me to face time-out all alone. He loves you and me this much, that He would set precious time aside to pray for each of us by name.

Do you need to take a time-out today with the Lord? Jesus is waiting to hear from you. The Father’s arms are opened wide, waiting to receive your praise, thanksgiving, and every care you hold deep within your heart. Take a holy time-out with the Lord. You’ll be glad you did.

Grace and peace,

Deb Spaulding

Faith UMC - St. Charles, MO

www.songofdeborah.com

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The Way Home

Today’s Reading: John 17:24 (NIV)

24 [Jesus said,] “Father, I want those you have given me to be with me where I am, and to see my glory, the glory you have given me because you loved me before the creation of the world.”

Good morning!

Because I am rapidly approaching a milestone birthday, I find myself reminiscing a lot about the road I’ve traveled. I’ve learned a lot, missed a few turns, gotten sidetracked, and I confess I've broken the rules of the road. I continue to learn valuable life lessons from the mistakes I’ve made along the way; realizing that the second half of my earthly journey is truly a gift of God's grace, I must take what I’ve learned thus far and apply it as I continue my journey home. Jesus Christ has given me a future with great hope! I have an opportunity each new day to share Christ’s love with the world around me. One day, life as I know it will fade away, when I am physically, emotionally and spiritually regenerated from this world into life everlasting. With every journey, there is an ultimate destination. When we take a vacation or a day's excursion, we look forward to going home, because, there is no place like home. Jesus Christ is my only refuge; I know that He is my home.

Last night during New Testament class, we were listening to a reading from the Gospel, when Jesus replied to a point of privilege made by James and John. They asked Jesus if He would place them at His left and right in glory. Every time I read this Scripture, I am surprised, not only by the attitude and thought processes of these two disciples, but the response that Jesus gives. I whispered to another student that I had personally asked the Lord to reserve a bleacher seat for me on the back row of heaven. I know if I can just see His face and experience His holy presence, this is all I would ever need or long for in heaven. In the first fifty years of my life, I have failed the Lord more times than I can count. The cup He chose to bear for my sin is a cup I’ve often tossed aside out of selfishness and pride. There is nothing glorious within me; except the glory of Christ alone. He covers my sin with His blood. Simply being with Him and reveling in His glory alone is the greatest miracle I will ever experience, for I know it is not the reward I have earned or deserve. This is my understanding of what amazing grace means.

Jesus prayed that His people would be where He is, so that we could experience His glory together, forever! And it is in Christ’s glory that we will know and experience the Father’s perfect love. Jesus came to bring us home. This makes our journey worthwhile.

Do you know The Way home?

Grace and peace,

Deb Spaulding

Faith UMC - St. Charles, MO

www.songofdeborah.com

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The One who makes us One

Today’s Reading: John 17:22-23 (NIV)

22 [Jesus said,] “I have given them the glory that you gave me, that they may be one as we are one. 23 I in them and you in me. May they be brought to complete unity to let the world know that you sent me and have loved them even as you have loved me.”

Good morning!

One of my favorite passages of Scripture is when Jesus prays these words: “I in them and you in me.” There is something extraordinary captured at the heart of this profound statement.

Last Saturday, I stood, peering out the large plate glass window in the dining hall of St. Paul’s School of Theology in Kansas City. I couldn’t help but admire the picturesque view of the downtown Kansas City landscape in the distance. Jeff and I enjoyed having lunch with a pastor and friend who serves on staff at the seminary. He was giving us a tour, and as we stood there, Jeff recalled that his aunt had attended college there many years ago. I had forgotten that before St. Paul School of Theology opened the seminary in 1958, this educational institution was a Women’s Bible College. They purposed to prepare women to teach and share the Gospel message around the world. I love looking at old photographs, and the historical pictures displayed in the private dining room adjacent to the dining hall were fascinating to see. I wondered if I was looking into the face of my husband’s aunt captured in these timeless, archived photographs.

Jesus longed for Christians to be united in One body through Him. No matter how much we want it to be so, being united is something we cannot on our own. No amount of wishful thinking could make it so. The greater mystery is how Jesus Christ unites us in His body, even in spite of ourselves! As the Father is in Him, He is in us and it is this gift of grace we celebrate by faith today.

I felt a special link to my husband’s aunt last Saturday. Just knowing that she had been here before me, gave me a renewed sense of belonging. She and I are not only linked through family ties; we are linked through our shared faith in Jesus Christ. We have a common unity, an unbroken chord that transcends all time. She is part of the school’s rich past, and I may become part of its future. I was born in the year this school became a seminary. Now I’ll have to ponder whether that is mere coincidence or holy providence in the pursuit of my vocational call.

Faith is an unbroken bond; a holy mystery, and a gift so totally undeserved. Because the Father lives in Christ, and Christ lives in you and me, we are united as one body, together by faith. We often focus on our differences and the things that separate us. Today, I would challenge you to take a closer look at the One who makes us One in Him.

Grace and peace,

Deb Spaulding

Faith UMC - St. Charles, MO

www.songofdeborah.com

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The power of One

Today’s Reading: John 17:21 (NIV)

21 [Jesus said,] “May they be One, Father, just as You are in Me and I am in You. May they also be in Us so that the world may believe that You have sent Me.”

Good morning!

Thanksgiving is coming, and I can hardly wait! It is a time when I look for ways to express my grateful appreciation in a tangible way for the many blessings I receive each day. I am thankful for the ones I love and for the gift of being loved. I am convinced that there is no greater gift than love. The freedoms that I enjoy and sometimes take for granted were bought at such a high price. How can I say thank you to the people who sacrificed everything so that this country could become a power of One?

We say it in our pledge of allegiance, but I wonder if we’ve given much thought to the impact of these four words: “One nation under God.,” In this moment in time, when Americans are pulling together and setting aside personal differences of opinion to move forward in a new direction, do we recognize the significance of the power of One that we have pledged time and again for our nation and to each other as American citizens?

Jesus prayed to the Father that the world may become One body in Him, as He and the Father are One together. Could Jesus have accomplished all that He set out to do if He had not had the Father’s heart to encourage and support Him? Could I impact the world in which I live if I did not have the hope of Christ living within me? When the Church gathers together in community to honor and glorify the Lord in worship and in service to each other, would we be able to make any significant difference at all if it were not for the power of One?

Jesus Christ is the full expression of faith in the power of God. This is why the early church exploded in strength and in numbers, at a time when following Jesus would surely lead to physical death. The intended annihilation of new believers and their families contributed to the wildfire spread of the Gospel around the world. People had found the power of One in Jesus Christ, and they knew there was nothing more important than sharing His love with those who had not yet heard the Good News. We have seen history repeat itself time and again, and as we prepare to face this brand new year, we look toward a new great awakening that is happening all around us.

I have a grateful heart today for the power of One.

Grace and peace,

Deb Spaulding

Faith UMC - St. Charles, MO

www.songofdeborah.com

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Rita

Today’s Reading: John 17:18-19 (NIV)

18 [Jesus said,] “For them I sanctify myself, that they too may be truly sanctified. 20 My prayer is not for them alone. I pray also for those who will believe in me through their message.”

Good morning!

This morning, I remembered my friend Rita, who passed into the arms of Jesus several years ago. She struggled to breathe almost every day during the last few years of her life. Struck with emphysema, Rita was forced to wear an oxygen mask daily. When you can’t get a full breath of air, the little things in life become extremely difficult. Just getting out of bed each day was a battle. Rita had a determination and tenacity about her that I’ve often longed for in my own life.

Rita had the heart of a true evangelist. She lived her life in Christ, trusting His Word for her every need. Not only did He help her breathe, Jesus was her every breath. This disease did not stop Rita from finding new ways to share her love for the Lord with others. When she could no longer speak the words of faith, Rita found another way to share faith.

In my mind, I can visualize Rita getting up early each day. I imagine it took every bit of strength for her to sit up, to stand, and walk from her bed to the computer table next to the window. After sitting for a time, Rita would begin to read the Scriptures and pray. She would watch the sun come up from her window, and the magnificence of the love she felt for God was simply overwhelming. She had to share it somehow.

Every morning, I would look forward to receiving an email from Rita in my in-box. I always opened it first, because I knew she had a special message for me from the Lord. Rita would send one verse of Scripture through cyberspace, to everyone on her email list. There was no commentary, no story, no visible pictures attached. That verse of Scripture was more than enough for the recipient to know just how much God loves them.

When Rita stopped writing, I knew it was because she was too ill to continue. Occasionally, I would reply to her emails, thanking her for her labor of love, and I’m sure that it was. What may only take a few seconds for me at the keyboard may have taken her hours to do. I’ll never know for sure what she went through to send out that verse of Scripture each day to the world. Rita never ever complained.

There are people who need a word of hope and encouragement today. We do not know the struggles they face, but we do know there is a Savior who knows, and He is here to help us now. Jesus prayed to the Father not just for those who believe, but for all who were not yet believers, that they might come to hear the Truth through us. Jesus prayed that we might be sanctified in Him. Rita took Christ’s Word to heart, and until the day she died, Rita made sure His Word was circulated over the worldwide web.

I write today in loving memory of my dear friend, Rita. Those Scripture verses made a lasting impression in my life. Thank you, dear Father, for giving us Your Word and the opportunity of sharing it daily. I pray they will read Your Word, receive your message, and place their hope in You. It is in Jesus’ name, I pray, Amen.

Grace and peace,

Deb Spaulding

Faith UMC - St. Charles, MO

www.songofdeborah.com

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Rock solid protection

Today’s Reading: John 17:15-17 (NIV)

15 [Jesus said,] “My prayer is not that you take them out of the world but that you protect them from the evil one. 16 They are not of the world, even as I am not of it. 17 Sanctify them by The Truth; Your Word is truth.”

Good morning!

Right after Jeff and I got married, one of our first big purchases together was an insurance package. It helped that Jeff had clerked for an insurance agent part-time while in high school and college. He knew a whole lot more about the different types of insurance, the coverage each plan provided, and what we would need to get started. We met with a representative from several agencies before deciding on the right package to cover our automobile, life, home, and health needs. We were young, healthy and eligible for virtually every plan on the market. Just starting out, it certainly seemed like an expensive venture, paying for something you could not tangibly see. Yet, this is one purchase I have never regretted making.

Our automobile insurance premiums paid for itself the day I totaled the family car. I had not intended to have an accident that day. That’s why we call it an accident. I was thankful to have an insurance company not only take care of the damage done to the other vehicle, but to hand me a check so that I could purchase another car to drive immediately. I hope I never another automobile accident again; yet, I know I could count on my insurance policy to cover me when I needed it most.

We didn’t plan on having a child born with a health problem. We thought our babies would all be born healthy, with no major adversities to overcome, at least, not initially. We were not prepared for the medical bills or the special care our son would need. The health insurance that took a good portion of our paycheck each week made a huge difference in helping us pay the medical debt we owed.

When our parsonage was ransacked and valuable personal items just before Christmas three years after we were married, we realized that we had somehow allowed our annual renters insurance policy to lapse. That unintentional mistake meant that we did not receive any remuneration for the items we lost in the theft. Not that any amount of money would have adequately replaced Jeff’s high school ring, our wedding bands, or his grandfather’s pocket watch. It was a lesson to us about the importance of having insurance in place, because, when you least expect it, that is when you need it the most.

Jesus’ prayer to the Father is guaranteed insurance for all who believe and receive. There is no question about the evil in this world; it exists and none of us are excluded from its presence. Jesus prays that the Father will not take us from the evils of this world, but that He supernaturally protect us from the evil one. This protection, came at a great cost to the Savior; it is a subscription that none of us would want to personally endure; yet, His is the only protection we need as we travel through this world. We know that the Father, Son and Spirit are Three in One, a holy mystery to humanity. When the Son asks the Father, the Father listens and answers His every prayer. We have Christ’s rock solid guarantee that while we may face every evil known to man, we do not have to face it alone. We have the guaranteed protection of our Father, because Jesus asked and the Father answered.

We do not generally plan to fall into sin or be effected by its ravaging results. We would prefer to avoid the disasters that continually happen all around us; those of our choosing, and the troubles that we seemingly have no control over. Sometimes, the people we love are caught in the middle of a situation we would have rather not experienced. We have His Word to assure us and insure us against the fall out. If you have accepted Jesus Christ as your personal Lord and Savior, you can thank Him today for His rock solid protection. You can rely on His Word, for His Word is the Truth.

Grace and peace,

Deb Spaulding

Faith UMC - St. Charles, MO

www.songofdeborah.com

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Passing through

Today’s Reading: John 17:13-14 (NIV)

13 [Jesus said,] “I am coming to You now, but I say these things while I am still in the world, so that they may have the full measure of my joy within them. 14 I have given them Your Word and the world has hated them, for they are not of the world any more than I am of the world.”

Good morning!

Family vacations were great adventures. We took two vacations each year; one to see my grandparents in Mississippi, and one to see the United States. There were two places where my father refused to travel; to the Northeast and to California. I think he was not wild about having to deal with the traffic in large cities like New York or Los Angeles. Yet, he took us down many of the highways in the continental US. We saw Yosemite, Yellowstone, the Grand Canyon, and Pikes Peak from the car windows of my father’s Chevrolet automobile. We camped in the Wisconsin Dells, walked parts of the Katy Trail, and went mountain climbing in the Smokeys. We saw the Gulf Coast, and crossed the Canadian border a couple of times from Michigan. We traveled through a lot of cities and towns, but never stayed for more than a day or two. He put a lot of miles on his car, and we crossed the states we visited off our US map when we returned home.

Daddy was always in a hurry. If the speed limit was set at 70 miles per hour, he was traveling 90. We blew a tire on the I-70 race track in Denver. I thought for sure we were going to wreck. Daddy was angry because the repair forced us to stay overnight in a Denver hotel, which he thought was far too much money for a family of four to spend. But, oh, how I remember waking up underneath that crisp mountain air, and enjoying a cup of hot chocolate on the veranda with my Father the next morning. I could have stayed there forever; it was such a beautiful place. To pass the long hours in the car, I would often fall asleep and miss some of the beautiful scenery passing me by. My parents would become agitated at the children for not staying awake and paying better attention along the way.

As beautiful as this world is, I have known for a long time that I am just passing through. This is not my home; nor is it yours. We are here for such a short time; and there is so much to see and experience. Have you fallen asleep out of boredom or fatigue? Are you missing out on the beauty of community as you travel down life’s highway?

Yesterday, I stood on the balcony of the Islamic Foundation’s Mosque in St. Louis, and prayed with my Muslim brothers and sisters during their afternoon prayers. They had come to honor Allah with their lives in worship. I understand it is their deep desire to please Him above all else. They recognize that this world is only a pit stop; they are passing through, and it is their heart’s desire to know and submit to the will of God in all they say and do here on earth.

Jesus knew that we are no more of this world than He was of this world. He was going home; it had been a short but well-lived life in the presence of His Father. One day, we will return to the place from whence we came. Have you found the One you are seeking, while you are passing through?

Grace and peace,

Deb Spaulding

Faith UMC - St. Charles, MO

www.songofdeborah.com

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One body

Today’s Reading: John 17:12 (NIV)

12 [Jesus said,] “While I was with them, I protected them and kept them safe by that name You gave me. None has been lost except the One doomed to destruction so that Scripture would be fulfilled.”

Good morning!

There was a sense of excitement at the soccer park yesterday, when the children completed their 2008 soccer season undefeated! You could see it on their happy faces; there was a true sense of accomplishment – of joy! Some were sad to see the soccer season end; others were happy to complete what they had set out to do. This group of children had learned how to be work as a team together, to accomplish goals. And together, they scored a lot of goals this season.

At the pizza party that followed, our granddaughter Emily could hardly wait to receive her very first trophy. The prize was sitting on a shiny white base with her name inscribed on its face. A tiny soccer player held a soccer ball high above its head and the ball would spin when you touched it. They called Emily’s name and she went to the front of the line, running into her coach’s outstretched arms. He handed her the trophy and gave her a congratulatory hug. Emily clutched the prize to her chest and turned for a picture with her coach, waving to daddy and all of us. I’ve never seen a happier child than Emily was in that moment. She came over to me, showed me her very first trophy and then she sat down on the floor and simply stared at it for the longest time. Her brother Joshua was right behind her, and he proudly displayed his trophy for all of us to see. There is something very special in the joy we feel when we learn something new, and complete the task that is before us.

Jesus knew He was about to complete the mission He had come for. How He loves His people, the ones He came to save! He knew that through His name, all who call upon Him would be protected; saved from the evil that surrounds them daily. He is their safety net, the one they would long for as they look to Him for guidance and direction each day.

One day, we will carry our life’s trophies to the throne of grace. The things that we’ve worked so hard to accomplish will be placed at the Master’s feet. For we know that our goals and the sense of accomplishment we feel is culminated only in Him. Everything that we are and all that we have belongs to our Lord Jesus Christ. He keeps us safe and secure, as we run toward the goal and finish the season together, as one team.

I pray that we will learn how to become one body in Jesus Christ.

Grace and peace,

Deb Spaulding

Faith UMC - St. Charles, MO

www.songofdeborah.com

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The banquet

Today’s Reading: John 17:10b-11 (NIV)

10b [Jesus said,] “And glory has come to me through them. 11 I will remain in the world no longer, but they are still in the world, and I am coming to you. Holy Father, protect them by the power of Your name – the name You gave me – so that they may be one as we are one.”

Good morning!

It was as if I had traveled to a place far away, as I sat last night, admiring the Greek culture and pure ambiance of the Vine Café, located within the educational wing of St. Matthews United Methodist Church in Belleville, Illinois. A large room had been transformed into a beautiful village restaurant, like one might imagine experiencing in Greece. I could hear the water crashing far below the village inn, overlooking the sea. The walls of the restaurant had been painted in a rough and textured, stucco design. Large pots with flowing flowers and greenery lined the perimeter of the dining hall. Grape vines were growing overhead between lattice fencing with tiny twinkle lights everywhere. It was as if we were sitting under the stars where all of heaven was displayed for our enjoyment. Large, round gathering tables were elegantly appointed and set for dinner. Welcoming eight to each table, I couldn’t help but notice the fine china and glass water goblets brimming with ice. Suddenly, I felt quite thirsty, and found myself looking forward to the meal that was being prepared.

Seventy-five of us gathered together last night. I knew a few of the faces, for I had seen them before. A wonderful thing about a gathering like this is that even as we’ve been surrounded by those whom we may not yet know, we remain secure in the presence of like-minded hearts. There were pastors and spouses and lay people who had come from various parts of Southern Illinois and the regional St. Louis area, to pray, fellowship, share a meal, and encourage each other in matters of faith. It was Good News for so many of us, especially as we gathered together on a night like this.

The food was spectacular! I must confess that at one point, I wondered whether I had somehow been ushered into that heavenly banquet that I have often read about in Scripture. Every detail to the meal had been thoughtfully and lovingly prepared. A small, clear plate adorned with field greens, walnuts and pears, complimented by homemade strawberry dressing, was served first. Hot rolls fresh from the oven and sweet almond butter completed the delightful, festive salad. We could have stopped there, but Hank, the master chef extraordinaire, had only gotten started with his culinary creations. Large buffet trays were filled with the finest foods from fall’s harvest. We feasted upon chicken Florentine, rice pilaf, squash casserole (a rich taste treat), and green peas adorned with tiny pearl onions. I was thinking that I might end up a diabetic coma right there at the table, but I didn’t care. It was as if I had come to the banqueting table, where His banner over me is love. The empty chair to my right was not empty at all, for I knew that my Lord was there.

The dessert was unlike any other I have ever tasted. I should have passed up the homemade apple dumpling with ice cream and caramel sauce, but my resolve to watch carbohydrates and sugar intake had somehow disappeared during the evening. I’ve paid a lot of money for meals in restaurants that didn’t begin to compare with this. I was awestruck when I realized that this dinner was a gift – a free gift for all who came to the feast.

Throughout the evening, the name of Jesus Christ was lifted high. He is our most welcomed and honored guest. Christ’s holy presence was felt through the extravagant generosity we had tasted in the evening meal. We listened and conversed with each other about the importance of keeping Christ first and foremost, not only in our daily lives, and within the life blood of our churches, for He is our life blood. By the end of the evening, there was a renewed sense of unity among us. We had come together as strangers, but left as friends. This is the meaning of true fellowship within the body of Christ. It is what Jesus prayed for on the night He asked His Father to make us one in Him.

Thank you, dear Jesus, for offering Your banqueting table to all who draw near to you in faith.

Bon a petit!

Grace and peace,

Deb Spaulding

Faith UMC - St. Charles, MO

www.songofdeborah.com

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