Third time's the charm

Today’s Reading: John 21:13 (NIV)

13 Jesus came, took the bread and gave it to them, and did the same with the fish. 14 This was now the third time Jesus appeared to His disciples after He was raised from the dead.

Good morning!

It seems to me that salvation comes in “threes.” Take the life of John Wesley, for instance. As a young boy, he was saved from a rectory (house) fire that nearly took his life. Again, John experienced salvation as he made his profession of faith in the Anglican Church, took the vows of priesthood, and gave his heart to preaching and teaching the Gospel. His relentlessness in the pursuit of Christ-like holiness and determination to bear lasting fruit for the kingdom was the driving force of his life's work. This was John's second salvation. Yet, it took a special set of circumstances, borne from the tragedies of human weakness and failure, before John Wesley experienced what he had longed to receive for years – a very real and personal relationship with the Lord Jesus Christ. His Aldersgate conversion occurred after John had been ordained for more than a decade! The assurance of salvation that he had sought was finally his, through NO ACT of his own. Jesus reached out and scooped John Wesley up, for a third time, and it would seem that the third time's the charm.

If we take a closer look at the life of Christ, we cannot help but see the holy mystery revealed in the intimate relationship between Father, Son and Holy Spirit. The Trinity: three persons - One being, is a hard thing to wrap your mind around until you take a long, hard, look at Jesus’ life. You begin to experience the Three in One. Jesus is God: fully divine. Jesus is fully human, with real flesh and blood. Jesus is Spirit, actively moving and teaching as He leads us in the way, the truth and the life. Salvation is revealed through the Holy Trinity -Three in One.

For Christ's disciples, it is the third day that makes all the difference. After three days in the tomb, Jesus rose again, just as He said. His rising caused the gates of hell to be broken wide open, and the chains of death and separation were forever barred. On the third day, Jesus did what no one had ever done before; bringing everlasting healing and wholeness from sin and death to humanity's broken heart. In three days, the Father’s plan, the Son’s obedience, and the Spirit’s leading had birthed a brand new life for every generation, past, present and future. The third day is the charm.

It took three appearances after Christ’s death and resurrection before the disciples knew for certain Who He was, is, and is to come. Salvation definitely comes in threes. Take some time today to think about how knowing the Lord Jesus Christ impacts the direction your life. Can you identify the mystery of Three in One alive and at work in you?

Grace and peace,

Deb Spaulding

Faith UMC - St. Charles, MO

www.songofdeborah.com

___________________________

© Copyright 2009, Deb Spaulding

All rights reserved

Articles may not be printed in any “for profit” publication without further permission by the author. Articles may be freely distributed via e-mail, reprinted in church bulletins or in other non-profit publications without further permission. Please keep this copyright and Web Site information intact with copied articles. Articles are sent originally to subscribers only. You may have received a forwarded or reprinted copy.

Recognizing the call

Today’s Reading: John 21:12 (NIV)

12 Jesus said to them, “Come and have breakfast.” None of the disciples dared ask Him, “Who are you?” They knew it was the Lord.

Good morning!

I’ve been wrestling with the differences between capability and call. I’ve met a lot of truly capable people in life. These are the folks who are well educated, deeply devoted and extremely motivated by the work they have been given to do. Most are relentless in their determination to effect change, to do the right thing, and to see some sort of measurable success through their tireless effort. They are certainly capable of making a difference in the world.

Being called is such a different thing. When someone is called to come, they may not have a slick resume in their back pocket or several degrees to use as collateral of proof in their willingness to serve. If we take a closer look at the disciples who were called to come to breakfast with Jesus, we can see their obvious diversity in education, stature, and gift mixes. We wonder why Jesus specifically decided to call them. They were ordinary people, just like you and me, with an extraordinary love for the Lord.

Is answering the “call” enough to equip us for vocational service to the Lord? How do we know and recognize the call when it comes?

It was an interesting turn of events in the lives of the disciples. When Jesus called them to come and follow Him some three years before, they left their livelihood and families behind, to follow Christ on the journey of a lifetime. They went, out of curiosity, a deep desire and strong conviction that this was what they were meant to do. Along the way, the disciples, listened, questioned, and were totally confused by most of what the Master taught. When Jesus was crucified, they ran and hid in fear and grief. Even when Jesus had told them He must die and rise again, they did not understand. And when the Lord began to appear to them after the resurrection, they did not recognize His voice at first.

But this time was different. The call was clear. They knew and recognized the Lord immediately; and readily accepted His invitation to breakfast.

Is the Lord calling you to come to breakfast today? Have you heard and recognized His distinct voice calling you? Do not hesitate to respond. He sees the potential of who you are; what He will do in your life is greater than anything you could possibly imagine. You can learn how to become capable in ministry. Recognizing and answering Christ’s call is the most important step you will take.

It is time for breakfast with the Lord and He is calling you today to join Him. Won’t you come?

Grace and peace,

Deb Spaulding

Faith UMC - St. Charles, MO

www.songofdeborah.com

___________________________

© Copyright 2009, Deb Spaulding

All rights reserved

Articles may not be printed in any “for profit” publication without further permission by the author. Articles may be freely distributed via e-mail, reprinted in church bulletins or in other non-profit publications without further permission. Please keep this copyright and Web Site information intact with copied articles. Articles are sent originally to subscribers only. You may have received a forwarded or reprinted copy.

Choosing the best net

Today’s Reading: John 21:11 (NIV)

11 Simon Peter climbed aboard and dragged the net ashore. It was full of large fish, 153, but even with so many the net was not torn.

Good morning!

One of my favorite and most memorable Vacation Bible Schools was the summer we focused young hearts on becoming fishers of men. The children in my class learned to tie perfect square knots, and together, we created a beautiful, large net to use as a part of our Bible storytelling time. The net hung as a backdrop in the closing play; it is our focal point for the work we are called to do.

What made Simon Peter’s net so strong? The author makes a point by telling the reader just how many big fish were in the net: 153. That’s a lot of large fish! When you fish at a state park, there are contests for the fisherman who can reel in the biggest catch of the day. Pictures of fisherman with their prize 12-pounders are proudly displayed at the store, where one goes to purchase bait, a fishing license and daily tags. My father proudly pinned his fishing tag on top of the hat he wore in the water. He was a true fly fisherman, and loved to wade out into the deep to cast his line. Sometimes, Daddy would stand waist deep in the water. The only dry place for his fishing tag was on top of his head.

153 big fish at 12 pounds (or more) per piece is lot of weight for one man to lift all by himself. Think about it – Simon Peter must have been extremely strong to be able to drag the net ashore. As he heaved the catch toward the campsite, the net didn’t break. Could this be another miracle in the making?

God’s love is stronger and bigger than the sins that will try to pull us away from Him. His net keeps us ever in His care, even as we flail around, longing to somehow escape His watchful eye and disappear into deep water. His Holy Ghost net hangs on and doesn’t let us go, even if we try to turn back. If we are honest, we know that it is human tendency for many to come to Christ kicking and screaming until they meet Him face to face at the foot of the cross. Do you know what I’m saying?

The net we weaved at Vacation Bible School was strong, but not nearly strong enough for a big catch. As we seek to answer Christ’s Great Commission, to go into the world and make disciples of all the nations, we often wonder if we’re going to be strong enough to hoist the catch onto heaven’s shore. The answer completely depends upon whose net you choose to use.

There are just some things we cannot do on our own. When you find your strength is not enough in the eternal fishing expedition of life, be sure to choose the very best net – pray for Holy Spirit help to bring all the big fish to Jesus, for every heart is precious and important to God.

Grace and peace,

Deb Spaulding

Faith UMC - St. Charles, MO

www.songofdeborah.com

___________________________

© Copyright 2009, Deb Spaulding

All rights reserved

Articles may not be printed in any “for profit” publication without further permission by the author. Articles may be freely distributed via e-mail, reprinted in church bulletins or in other non-profit publications without further permission. Please keep this copyright and Web Site information intact with copied articles. Articles are sent originally to subscribers only. You may have received a forwarded or reprinted copy.

High tide

Today’s Reading: John 21:10 (NIV)

10 Jesus said to them, “Bring some of the fish you have just caught.”

Good morning!

I was sitting in church one Sunday morning, listening to my Pastor as she delivered the sermon God had laid upon her heart. She asked a couple of questions that really made me think. I was sitting by myself toward the back of the sanctuary, in a comfortable pew – all by myself. Here were her two very pointed questions:

How many homes did you drive by on your way to church? How many people did you stop to invite to come and join you today in worship? I only live three full blocks from Faith Church, and on nice spring days, I enjoy walking to church. I pass by my neighbors’ homes every day. Some are out doing lawn work early in the morning, and I can hear the voices of little children playing the back yard or just inside the open front screen doors. Dogs are barking as joggers take their Sunday morning run. I wave as they pass me by. I’ve smiled at the folks sitting on their front porches with a cup of coffee and newspaper in hand. I’ve never stopped just to talk to them, to introduce myself or invite them to church. Suddenly, I began to feel a little heart burn. I live in a neighborhood full of folks whose names I’ve never asked for. I don’t know them, and that is totally my fault.

How do we keep our best kept secret – secret? Is our love for Jesus Christ so personal and private that we wouldn’t want to share His salvation with the world around us? When we fall in love with the Lord, we want to run outside and shout that we’ve found the One who totally completes our reason for living. Some of us grew up in an environment where we heard about Jesus from an early age. Others of us may have never been exposed to Christianity, and do not yet understand what a personal relationship with Jesus Christ can be. When we do meet Him face to face and He becomes the love of our life, how do we suppress this wonderful Good News with the ones who we come in contact with every day?

Imagine this morning, that you are Simon Peter and Jesus Christ is calling to you to come and join Him for breakfast. Jesus says, “Bring some of the folks you have just invited to join you.” Who would be joining you for breakfast today with the Lord?

It is high tide. Time to go fishing! I’ll see you this morning at Faith Church.

Grace and peace,

Deb Spaulding

Faith UMC - St. Charles, MO

www.songofdeborah.com

___________________________

© Copyright 2009, Deb Spaulding

All rights reserved

Articles may not be printed in any “for profit” publication without further permission by the author. Articles may be freely distributed via e-mail, reprinted in church bulletins or in other non-profit publications without further permission. Please keep this copyright and Web Site information intact with copied articles. Articles are sent originally to subscribers only. You may have received a forwarded or reprinted copy.

Fish fry!

Today’s Reading: John 21:8-9 (NIV)

8 The other disciples followed in the boat, towing the net full of fish, for they were not far from shore; about a hundred yards. 9 When they landed, they saw a fire of burning coals there with fish on it, and some bread.

Good morning!

After a fishing expedition, my father would set up a large fryer at the end of the picnic table, and as the oil heated, he would gut and filet the fish we had caught that day. Mother would stand beside him with her hands dipped in the bowl of corn meal and spices, ready to roll the fish and drop them into the vat of hot grease. Within minutes, we would have ourselves a fish fry, and the campground neighbors would stop by for a sample. On the table, we set a plate of sliced, homegrown tomatoes, a tossed salad with French dressing, and a hot crock of macaroni and cheese. This meal would not be complete without a little tartar sauce and catsup for dipping. I can still smell the fish frying today.

There’s nothing like the taste of a little homegrown hospitality. The joy my Father felt as he served his family and friends the catch of the day may have seemed a bit trivial to some; yet, this is what he lived for. He could use a razor sharp knife like a trained master chef. It was an art form that I never picked up on. How he could remove the spine and tiny bones from a fish in one fell swoop, leaving no “hangers” to pull out of your teeth as you bite into the culinary delight, was beyond me. I watched him do it a million times, but I never learned how.

We can learn from the Master when we take a closer look at His banqueting table. Jesus had cooked breakfast for the boys. He lovingly prepared the table in advance for them, even as they worked for their catch of the day. What would you give to have a sit down meal with the Lord Jesus Christ as your heavenly host? Can you imagine the warm welcome you receive, walking through the sand toward the campsite that has already been prepared? The fire has been started, the fish is cooking on the coals, and fresh bread has been broken and is waiting to be consumed. I imagine the grin on the Master’s face was just as wide as my father’s smile as he served up his world famous fried fish.

Jesus is the master of radical hospitality. He offers Himself up as a humble servant, feeding the hungry and inviting all to His table today. This is a heavenly feast that will feed our rumbling bellies and hungry souls. Take a break from what you are doing and come to the table; for the Lord Jesus Christ has set a special place and is waiting just for you.

Grace and peace,

Deb Spaulding

Faith UMC - St. Charles, MO

www.songofdeborah.com

___________________________

© Copyright 2009, Deb Spaulding

All rights reserved

Articles may not be printed in any “for profit” publication without further permission by the author. Articles may be freely distributed via e-mail, reprinted in church bulletins or in other non-profit publications without further permission. Please keep this copyright and Web Site information intact with copied articles. Articles are sent originally to subscribers only. You may have received a forwarded or reprinted copy.

Seeing the Master in the miracle

Today’s Reading: John 21:7 (NIV)

7 Then the disciple whom Jesus loved said to Peter, “It is the Lord!” As soon as Simon Peter heard him say, “It is the Lord,” he wrapped his outer garment around him (for he had taken it off) and jumped into the water.

Good morning!

Does it take a miracle for us to recognize the risen Lord?

It is miracle that I woke up this morning. The simple fact that I have been given another day is a gracious gift from God. As I lay in semi-conscious slumber, I heard the rain beating in gentle rhythmic movements against the shingles on our parsonage roof. Rainfall births new life; we need the water so that soil will be fertile and ready to receive new seed. Springtime rain fills our rivers, increases our water supply, and prompts tiny seeds to grow and sprout into grass, flowers, and vegetation of all kinds. It is a miracle when tiny raindrops fall.

Which miracle was greater that morning when the disciples saw their Lord on the shore? Was it the fish in their nets or the risen Savior standing on the bank, waiting for them to come to Him? Do we need to see a miracle first in order to know that the Lord is alive and here with us now?

A baby’s tiny yawn; the love we receive from a devoted furry friend; the blessings of family, especially the quirky ones, who light up our lives with joy and laughter – all of these are miracles. The birds know it this morning; as they sit under soggy tree limbs drenched in the chilly rain, they sing their praises to the Lord in sweet harmony. We have a nest in our ornamental pear tree just outside my front window. It won’t be long before little baby beaks will emerge from the warmth of its twig bed, waiting for mama and daddy to feed them. New life is a miracle, but if we are not careful, we may miss recognizing the gift that has been given.

One disciple, the disciple whom Jesus loved, recognized the Lord first. Was it the familiarity of a great catch, or the voice of the one calling to him? Was it the miracle that made the Master real, or was it the Master who made the miracle real?

What miracle will it take for you to recognize the Lord Jesus Christ today?

Grace and peace,

Deb Spaulding

Faith UMC - St. Charles, MO

www.songofdeborah.com

___________________________

© Copyright 2009, Deb Spaulding

All rights reserved

Articles may not be printed in any “for profit” publication without further permission by the author. Articles may be freely distributed via e-mail, reprinted in church bulletins or in other non-profit publications without further permission. Please keep this copyright and Web Site information intact with copied articles. Articles are sent originally to subscribers only. You may have received a forwarded or reprinted copy.

Big nets needed!

Today’s Reading: John 21:5-6 (NIV)

5 He called out to them, “Friends, haven’t you any fish?” “No,” they answered. 6 He said, “Throw your net on the right side of the boat and you will find some.” When they did, they were unable to haul the net in because of the large number of fish.”

Good morning!

Obeying Christ makes all the difference when it comes to successful soul fishing. Look at the disciples: they had been in the boat all day and all night with not one fish to show for their effort. What probably started out as a simple, fun excursion, became even more urgent as the hours wore on. I imagine they were a bit tired and cranky, and maybe a little disturbed by the time the stranger approached them from the shoreline. When He inquired about their catch of the day, I bet their response was a little on the sarcastic side! “No! Does it look we caught any fish to you? Are our nets full? Do you see anything flopping around in the bottom of our boat?”

We can become frustrated in our faith sharing efforts when we rely upon our own steam rather than the Lord’s. We need to remember this is about the Lord – He will welcome all who cry out to Him in repentance and faith. It is by the power and presence of His Holy Spirit that draws people in; we can cast our nets, but if we do not cast them in the power of the Spirit, our nets will come back empty every time.

What made the difference for the disciples? I believe the change occurred when they took the Lord at His Word and cast their nets on the right side of the boat, fully obedient and with the expectation of a great return. This is a matter of faith – not just wishful thinking, but a pure faith completely rooted in Christ’s hope for the world. Folks can tell you what happens when faith is mixed with hope in the Lord: needs are met, bodies, minds and souls are healed, sins are forgiven, and there is a new and unquenchable desire to live each day with His plan and purpose in mind.

Faith sharing begins with a prayer. It is not so much the words we say or how we say it. What the Holy Spirit does in and through our obedience to Christ is more powerful than we can begin to comprehend. Are you ready to take a fishing trip with the Lord? Ask Him to help you today, to use your words and actions to spark a holy flame in another heart. There are lots of opportunities out there to share your faith. Don’t miss out on receiving His very best for your life.

Pray first, plant your seed in obedience, and wait with great expectation for the harvest that will happen. Oh, and be sure to carry a big net because you’re going to need it for the catch.

Grace and peace,

Deb Spaulding

Faith UMC - St. Charles, MO

www.songofdeborah.com

___________________________

© Copyright 2009, Deb Spaulding

All rights reserved

Articles may not be printed in any “for profit” publication without further permission by the author. Articles may be freely distributed via e-mail, reprinted in church bulletins or in other non-profit publications without further permission. Please keep this copyright and Web Site information intact with copied articles. Articles are sent originally to subscribers only. You may have received a forwarded or reprinted copy.

Early morning call

Today’s Reading: John 21:4 (NIV)

4 Early in the morning, Jesus stood on the shore, but the disciples did not realize that it was Jesus.

Good morning!

I love the early mornings, when I first stumble out of bed and tiptoe down the dark hallway to the study where I write. Now that daylight savings time has begun, the near morning haze begins as early as 5ish, and if I strain my eyes, I can see clearly outside my front picture window. What I always hear, even in the dark stillness of the night is the melodious chirping of the birds celebrating a brand new day. It is as if they cannot get on with the task at hand without first chirping their songs of praise to the Lord. They seem to have no problem recognizing and adoring their creator. Why do we?

The weather is warming up just enough now when early morning walks are actually quite enjoyable. Apart from the seasonal allergies that seem to make my nose run, I especially enjoy all the new spring bulbs sprouting through the cold, hard earth. It is amazing that something so tiny and tender can push through the hard crust of a frozen ground and then open into brilliant splendor as the sun emerges each day. They push through in praise and glory, adding significant beauty to the earth’s splendor. Only the Father could have created something so incredibly magnificent. Have you seen it?

How often does the Lord speak to us and we simply don’t realize it is Him?

I hear God speak through the mouths of precious children: the little ones who are starving, the contrary who are spoiled rotten, and the curious ones who long to learn and grow every day. Tiny hands reaching out from their beds early in the morning crying, “Mama, come get me! I’m awake! I’m awake!” Are we really awake to the gift of new life given each new day, or are we sleeping through a precious and holy moment? God speaks in the urgent messages of our clergy, delivered by the power and presence of the Holy Spirit of their lives. Voices resound with Christ’s words to go preach, teach, baptize and reach. Where have all the preachers gone? Why are our Christian schools and seminaries struggling to find students who long to learn and speak God’s Word to the world? Have we somehow grown deaf to the Lord’s early morning call? When was the last time you sat in church and your heart burned with an unquenchable fire to hear more?

Jesus calls us in the early morning. We can learn something of great value from the birds, the babies and the preachers in our lives. Wake up and give praise to God on high! Push past the slumbering sleep of your stagnant soul and recognize the Lord Jesus Christ for who He is. Calling from the shore, He speaks. Will you recognize Him when He calls out to you today?

Grace and peace,

Deb Spaulding

Faith UMC - St. Charles, MO

www.songofdeborah.com

___________________________

© Copyright 2009, Deb Spaulding

All rights reserved

Articles may not be printed in any “for profit” publication without further permission by the author. Articles may be freely distributed via e-mail, reprinted in church bulletins or in other non-profit publications without further permission. Please keep this copyright and Web Site information intact with copied articles. Articles are sent originally to subscribers only. You may have received a forwarded or reprinted copy.

The proof is in the nets

Today’s Reading: John 21:2-3 (NIV)

2 It happened this way: Simon Peter, Thomas (called Didymus), Nathanael from Cana in Galilee, the sons of Zebedee, and two other disciples were together. 3 “I’m going out to fish,” Simon Peter told them, and they said, “We’ll go with you.” So they went out and got into the boat, but that night they caught nothing.

Good morning!

My father was a methodical fisherman. He had a method and followed it with no exceptions. It wasn’t easy fishing with him. To Daddy, it was not about kicking back and enjoying a lazy day on the river. He meant business every time he cast his rod and fully expected his catch to be something of great value as he reeled in the line. Daddy never gave up, even if it meant staying in the boat all day long.

It is an interesting thing to compare my father’s fishing expeditions with our meager attempts at personal evangelism. We often launch out into the deep not really expecting a big return for our effort. We’d rather kick back with our feet propped up, enjoying the day, holding a cold refreshment in one hand while pitching the Gospel with the other, and waiting rather impatiently for folks to come to Christ. Is this how it is supposed to work?

John Wesley wouldn’t have said so, and neither did my dad. Our fishing trips were not what I would classify as family fun. Daddy was all business when it came to fishing and he expected nothing less than a full commitment from his team. It probably was not the best exercise in bonding but there was never any doubt of our common purpose. I’ve learned a lot about my father’s level of commitment to the task at hand. He was relentless in his fishing pursuits, and knew if he put forth his very best effort, there was no doubt about the catch we would have that evening at camp.

How does this stack up with our desire to be fishers of men? Are we fully committed to sharing the Gospel, believing that every time we speak His Word, we expect and anticipate a great harvest of souls? Do we spend our daily prayer time begging the Lord to save our family, friends, neighbors and even the people we have not yet met, without truly believing that He can make it happen? How do you approach the task of casting your net upon the water?

On the Sea of Tiberius, the disciples spent all day long fishing, and that evening, they hadn’t caught anything. Do you think their level of expectation and the effort with which they approached their job may have been the reason for all those empty nets?

Lord Jesus, I pray that you will give us your heart’s desire; teach us how to fish for souls. Help us to stand upon Your Word with courage and faith. We claim hearts today in Jesus’ name, knowing you will give the increase when we trust and obey. You alone have the power to change lives, and we offer ourselves as willing servants in the world. We trust you completely for the result, knowing that we will see the proof in the nets.

Grace and peace,

Deb Spaulding

Faith UMC - St. Charles, MO

www.songofdeborah.com

___________________________

© Copyright 2009, Deb Spaulding

All rights reserved

Articles may not be printed in any “for profit” publication without further permission by the author. Articles may be freely distributed via e-mail, reprinted in church bulletins or in other non-profit publications without further permission. Please keep this copyright and Web Site information intact with copied articles. Articles are sent originally to subscribers only. You may have received a forwarded or reprinted copy.

Heart-shaped shingles

Today’s Reading: John 21:1 (NIV)

1 Afterward Jesus appeared again to His disciples, by the Sea of Tiberias.

Good morning!

During one of His many appearances after the resurrection, Jesus suggested a fishing trip along the Sea of Tiberius with the boys. Jeff and I visited Tiberius when we traveled to Israel. It is a beautiful place; from the hillside, one can see land in the far-off distance. Tiberius runs along a 32-mile shoreline by the Sea. It is a great place to go fishing, and, as we walked along the water’s edge, we watched many people doing just that.

This is the place where folks come to heal their hurts from the daily grind. It has become Israel’s premiere vacation spots, where one can relax and enjoy a slice of the Father’s amazing creation. You cannot help but be recreated in such a lush surrounding. Whenever I feel a little overwhelmed, I close my eyes and remember the beauty of Tiberius and how the sunlight sparkles across the water. Did you know this some say from a aerial point of view, that the sea is shaped like a harp?

The disciples must have been emotional wrecks. I can only imagine their fragile state of mind and how completely confused, elated, exhausted and exhilarated they felt. How do you explain the resurrection to a total stranger? How would people who never knew this amazing man in the flesh know Him now in His risen state? They had the privilege of walking with their Lord for three amazing years, only to see His flesh torn and broken as He hung suspended on a cruel cross of torture. Then, when they thought all had been lost, Jesus did what He said and He rose again! I imagine every nerve ending in their bodies had been frayed during the trauma of the moment. They needed some healing time away from the crowd; they needed a little one-on-one with the Lord.

I was stepping out of the shower preparing for my work day when I first noticed it. Tiny clusters of blisters raised and reddened, running along my right arm. I immediately recognized the virus; it lay dormant in my body for years after having chicken pox as a child. Shingles has a way of rearing its ugly head just when you least expect it. The virus attacks nerve endings, inflaming them and causing severe and unrelenting pain. It feels a lot like a hot poker jabbing at your flesh constantly. On a much smaller scale, I wondered if this physical agony is like that of the intense pain magnified one thousand times over as my Savior suffered at Calvary. I never thought I’d have a real appreciation for what it feels like to have someone step on your last nerve. This week, I’m learning just what that feels like in the flesh.

One of the patches on my wrist has taken the shape of a heart. Only God would allow me to experience the pain and joy of heart-shaped shingles. If, in one small way, I can be reminded of the suffering my Savior endured to save me from sin, then I can learn to rejoice even in this most unusual circumstance. I’ve never been tattooed, but I think I may end up with a heart shaped scar after all. It is a love mark, daily reminding me that my Savior has been there and done that.

I've decided to take a little fishing trip with my Lord. The order of business this weekend is to rest, read, and take my anti-viral medications. A nice long stroll by the sea with my Redeemer is where you will find me. And I know His Sonlight will heal my body and soul.

Grace and peace,

Deb Spaulding

Faith UMC - St. Charles, MO

www.songofdeborah.com

___________________________

© Copyright 2009, Deb Spaulding

All rights reserved

Articles may not be printed in any “for profit” publication without further permission by the author. Articles may be freely distributed via e-mail, reprinted in church bulletins or in other non-profit publications without further permission. Please keep this copyright and Web Site information intact with copied articles. Articles are sent originally to subscribers only. You may have received a forwarded or reprinted copy.

The gift of curiosity

Today’s Reading: John 20:30-31 (NIV)

30 Jesus did many other miraculous things in the presence of His disciples, which are not recorded in this book. 31 But these are written that you may believe that Jesus is the Christ, the Son of God, and that by believing you may have life in His name.

Good morning!

In 1941, H. A. and Margret Rey published a series of children’s stories about a little monkey named Curious George. What child is not enamored with the antics of this happy chimpanzee? People of all ages and stages in life find an affinity to our hairy little friend, as he experiences life in a great big world. Curiosity continually keeps me seeking and growing; prompting me to learn something new each day. George’s inquisitive spirit and determination can be found in the hearts and lives of his creators. The Reys found themselves in imminent danger, living in Europe during Hitler’s reign of terror. Both were Jews, living under close scrutiny of the Nazis. They escaped Paris just before the city was seized, riding out of the country on two make-shift bicycles. At the French-Spanish border, they sold their cycles in exchange for train fare and traveled into Brazil and then on to New York City, where they began to market their first five manuscripts. Our world is a fascinating place to live. We can see the wonder when we look through the eyes of our curious little friend George.

I sense the same wonder and excitement when I look at Jesus through the eyes of the disciples. The disciple whom Jesus loved wrote these fascinating words: Jesus did many other miraculous things in the presence of His disciples, which are not recorded in this book. But these are written that you may believe that Jesus is the Christ, the Son of God, and that by believing you may have life in His name. Don’t you wonder what else Jesus did? I find my soul screaming, “Tell me more! Don’t stop now! I want to hear every detail, and experience each miracle and every word through your written testimony.” I think the author is saying to this reader that it is not nearly as important to know every detail of Jesus’ life and ministry; as it is to simply believe. When we come into the knowledge that Jesus Christ is the Son of God, we receive new life in His name. And this is Good News for a day like today!

Curiosity is a wonderful thing. We can get lost in the details and miss the reason if we are not careful. Jesus longs for us to seek Him out as we experience life. More important than knowing everything He said and did is in knowing He is our Lord.

Just how curious are you about Jesus Christ? His Word never ends. You can live on forever in His holy presence IF you are willing to believe, repent, and receive Him as your personal Savior today.

Grace and peace,

Deb Spaulding

Faith UMC - St. Charles, MO

www.songofdeborah.com

___________________________

© Copyright 2009, Deb Spaulding

All rights reserved

Articles may not be printed in any “for profit” publication without further permission by the author. Articles may be freely distributed via e-mail, reprinted in church bulletins or in other non-profit publications without further permission. Please keep this copyright and Web Site information intact with copied articles. Articles are sent originally to subscribers only. You may have received a forwarded or reprinted copy.

Not seeing is believing

Today’s Reading: John 20:29 (NIV)

29 Then Jesus told him, “Because you have seen me, you have believed; blessed are those who have not seen and yet have believed.”

Good morning!

I was cooking breakfast yesterday morning when my telephone rang. It was my friend Jerry, who was feeling under the weather. The evangelism team was scheduled to meet in my home in about twenty minutes and Jerry wasn’t going to be there. He had prepared a fruit salad to share and wondered if I wouldn’t mind dropping by his home to pick it up. Jerry only lives five minutes from my house, so I left the frying of the bacon to the capable hands of my house guests and I grabbed by my car keys and left.

As I reached the apartment complex, I picked up my cell phone and called Jerry to tell him I was just outside. He told me that he did not feel enough to come to the front door but the door was unlocked and I could just come on in. Hurriedly, I walked into the building and knocked on the door. Turning the knob, the door opened and I said in a loud voice, “Jerry, I’m here. I’m coming inside.” The house was dark and quiet, except for the uncontrollable coughing coming from the bedroom. I became immediately concerned, wondering whether Jerry was okay. I said, “Jerry, are you all right? Do you need some help?” I hesitated for a second, wondering whether I should venture back toward the bedroom. Suddenly, a man whom I did not recognize came scrambling out of the bedroom, dressing as he came. All I can tell you is that I’m glad I didn’t faint. I suddenly realized that I was in the wrong apartment!

Now, I haven’t been able to find just the right words to adequately express my complete embarrassment in this particular situation. I wondered how in the world I could end up in the wrong place at the right time. Has this ever happened to you, or is it just me? This morning, I am glad to be alive. Here I was, an unintentional intruder in the home of a perfect stranger. I’ve determined that this is NOT the way to do personal evangelism, although I did find myself wishing I had a Bible tract or some other small gift to leave at the startled man’s feet. I apologized profusely, turned around and exited through the door that I walked through. I could hear the kind gentlemen laughing out loud hysterically as I left his apartment building. Somehow, this didn’t help me much. I can still him laughing this morning.

I ran back to my car and called Jerry. He said, “You must be lost.” Exasperated, I replied, “You have no earthly idea.”

Jesus understands our human dilemma. Even with the best of intentions, we often miss the Truth of the matter because we are too busy trying to see it for ourselves. We want tangible proof; we want to witness the miracle; we want to not have any doubts about our God. We want to accept the Lord Jesus Christ as our personal Savior and know that this confession of faith will immediately make us healthy, wealthy and wise. When we don’t see immediate, tangible evidence, we wonder if He’s for real. We wonder if He’s really God. We wander off, lost in the maze of human thought and personal misinterpretation. We somehow lose sight of the Savior in our wondering and wandering.

Why do we insist on seeing Christ as a prerequisite to believing? There are times when NOT seeing is believing. Take my word for it. It may save you from opening the wrong door that you do not want to go through.

Grace and peace,

Deb Spaulding

Faith UMC - St. Charles, MO

www.songofdeborah.com

___________________________

© Copyright 2009, Deb Spaulding

All rights reserved

Articles may not be printed in any “for profit” publication without further permission by the author. Articles may be freely distributed via e-mail, reprinted in church bulletins or in other non-profit publications without further permission. Please keep this copyright and Web Site information intact with copied articles. Articles are sent originally to subscribers only. You may have received a forwarded or reprinted copy.

Living in the eternal present

Today’s Reading: John 20:28 (NIV)

28 Thomas said to [Jesus], “My Lord and my God!”

Good morning!

It is often hard to recognize the gift of the present. We need to learn to see it each day. For what we have right now in this moment, is more precious than we can possibly comprehend. Breathe in. Feel the air passing through your nostrils, filling your lungs with fresh, new life. Breathe out. Exhale the carbons and let go of the unnecessary. Every breath is God’s precious gift – a constant and vital reminder of His eternal presence living inside of you.

Sometimes we forget to breathe, and often, we forget we are breathing at all. Have you ever tried to count the number of times you take a breath each day? Unless the wind is knocked out of me, or I cannot catch my breath after exercising, I am often unaware of the life-giving air flowing in and out of my body. I need to stop and appreciate the gifts I’ve been given.

What is it like to live in the eternal present? For Thomas, this was the moment he had longed for. Seeing His Lord for the very first time as Savior of the world drew him immediately into the eternal present and into the presence of Christ. The fresh breath of fresh life filled Thomas with a new hope; he knew everything had changed at this moment as He knelt before the presence of His Lord. In wonder and awe, Thomas spoke these words, “My Lord and my God!”

Living in the eternal present is a gift from above. It is the moment we look toward, when all things come together and this life lunges toward perfection in Him. From the very first breath we take as we make our debut from the womb into the world, until we breathe our very last, taking a fresh breath of the eternal in the arms of Jesus, we are living in God’s eternal present. Don’t miss a minute of Him! Stop wasting your life, oblivious to the presence of the Lord and what He is doing. Emmanuel, God with us, is here, right now, breathing new life into your soul.

He is our eternal present – Jesus Christ, the breath of new life. My Lord and my God!

Grace and peace,

Deb Spaulding

Faith UMC - St. Charles, MO

www.songofdeborah.com

___________________________

© Copyright 2009, Deb Spaulding

All rights reserved

Articles may not be printed in any “for profit” publication without further permission by the author. Articles may be freely distributed via e-mail, reprinted in church bulletins or in other non-profit publications without further permission. Please keep this copyright and Web Site information intact with copied articles. Articles are sent originally to subscribers only. You may have received a forwarded or reprinted copy.

Holding Out for Hope

Today’s Reading: John 20:27 (NIV)

27 Then He said to Thomas, “Put your finger here; see my hands. Reach out your hand and put it into my side. Stop doubting and believe!” 28 Thomas said to Him, “My Lord and my God!”

Good morning!

It is easy to become doubtful in today’s world. People are losing their life’s savings on the stock market; homes are being foreclosed on by banks, and people are forced to live with relatives, in their automobiles, and out on the streets. The stress level in families today has surged beyond the breaking point. Tens of thousands of Americans are unemployed and the job market is so inundated with capable, qualified applicants that few are finding work. Employers are cutting staff just to find ways to stay afloat in the depressed marketplace. Many small business owners are closing their doors because consumers have no money with which to purchase their goods. Are you doubtful that a turnaround will happen anytime soon in the global market?

We hear the dismal reports of financial experts and economists from around the world. We listen intently and watch with baited breath as our new American President makes decisions on the changes he believes America needs to survive and thrive. Are you encouraged by the results of his first one hundred days in office? Doubt and fear can paralyze us IF we let it. Are you willing to take that risk?

I come from a long line of pessimists - not that I’m proud of it, but I might as well confess my human weakness for what it is. I’ve learned from the best on how to become cynical and doubtful; discouraged and even a little scared in today’s world. The greater question is whether I will choose to see and know the Truth beyond the circumstance of this moment. Do I hold a greater vision for what has been promised, despite what I see happening all around me? Will I hold out for hope even in this time of deep despair? Hope is a choice, and our hope is based upon the Truth. I believe we need a lot more Truth telling and a little less cover up in our world today.

Here’s the truth of the matter: Jesus Christ said that He had come to die and rise again, conquering human sin and death forever. He promised His disciples that He would be back. It didn’t look very hopeful that day as Jesus suffered on the cross. After He was buried, the disciples doubted that anything that had happened in the last three years had been real. No one thought that Jesus Christ would return like He said. Can you imagine the amazement that Thomas experienced when he personally touched Jesus’ nail-scarred hands? While his circumstances seemed bleak, when the Truth surfaced, He made all the difference.

Looking for a little hope today amid the things you see? Having a personal relationship with Jesus Christ changes everything. His Word is Truth and His Word lasts forever. Stop trying to put your nest egg in the hands of the world’s economy. Place your life in the hands of Jesus and find out what it means to experience security and freedom even when you are surrounded by a sea of doubt. Jesus is only a prayer away, and if you will just cry out to Him, you will receive new life, the one change that our world desperately needs!

Grace and peace,

Deb Spaulding

Faith UMC - St. Charles, MO

www.songofdeborah.com

___________________________

© Copyright 2009, Deb Spaulding

All rights reserved

Articles may not be printed in any “for profit” publication without further permission by the author. Articles may be freely distributed via e-mail, reprinted in church bulletins or in other non-profit publications without further permission. Please keep this copyright and Web Site information intact with copied articles. Articles are sent originally to subscribers only. You may have received a forwarded or reprinted copy.

The locked door

Today’s Reading: John 20:26 (NIV)

26 A week later His disciples were in the house again, and Thomas was with them. Though the doors were locked, Jesus came and stood among them and said, “Peace be with you!”

Good morning!

A locked door can be a very frustrating thing. Have you ever locked your car keys inside the car? Before the inception of keyless entry, I managed to lock my keys in the car a few times and, if I couldn’t reach Jeff, I’d have to pay $100 to have a locksmith meet me in the parking lot to help unlock that car door. The last time I locked my keys in the car, I was on the grocery store parking lot and I accidentally dropped my keys in the trunk just as I had finished loading groceries. I shut the trunk lid before I realized they had fallen out of my hand. My cell phone was locked in the front seat along with my wallet, and the keys were in the trunk. The store manager, feeling very sorry for me, allowed me to call my husband on his store phone. Jeff was not available, but he called our car dealership and the salesman who sold us the car came to the parking lot with a master key and unlocked my trunk for me. I am forever grateful to the people God has placed in my life who have helped to unlock my locked doors.

As long as I can remember, I’ve wanted to finish college. The timing to go back to school just never seemed quite right – I married young, and before I knew it, God had blessed us with children. I thought I might try to go back to school after the children were in elementary school, but the after-school activities and weekend sporting events kept my dream locked behind a closed door. I finally made the decision to try and return to college when my children were in upper elementary and junior high school. My very first college class was a 3-hour English class taken at a local community college. The professor was so supportive and seemed to genuinely care about my desire to further my education. His encouragement helped me unlock the door to continued learning and moved me closer toward the completion of that college degree. I confess I was the longest living freshman alive! I would take one 3-hour class in the spring and one 3-hour class in the fall. I did this for almost eight years, while my children finished their educations, moved out, and eventually got married. I promised myself that when our son David finished his education, I would go back to school full-time. The same day David left community college and enlisted in the military, I applied for a student loan and made application to enroll full-time at Lindenwood University.

All of us struggle with locked doors in life: not just physical doors, like car doors, or the door to higher education, or the door to promotion at work. We struggle to unlock the doors that free us from wrong thoughts and decisions. We want to rid ourselves of the things that keep us from living life to its fullest, like addictions, compulsions, sickness, fatigue, and bad attitudes. Sometimes sin feels like it is a revolving door with no exit – one way in and no way out. This is exactly why Jesus arose! He holds the master key to freedom with a capital F. When we are free in Christ, we are free indeed – free from the things that have separated us from a perfect and holy Father. He unlocks the door between our sin and God’s salvation once and for all.

The disciples were surprised that day when Jesus walked right through the locked door stood next to them. Jesus holds the master key; He can unlock the locked doors of your life. Are you willing and ready to walk through? Believe upon the Lord Jesus Christ; trust in Him today. The doors that you thought would never open will be unlocked through the power of His amazing grace and mercy.

Grace and peace,

Deb Spaulding

Faith UMC - St. Charles, MO

www.songofdeborah.com

___________________________

© Copyright 2009, Deb Spaulding

All rights reserved

Articles may not be printed in any “for profit” publication without further permission by the author. Articles may be freely distributed via e-mail, reprinted in church bulletins or in other non-profit publications without further permission. Please keep this copyright and Web Site information intact with copied articles. Articles are sent originally to subscribers only. You may have received a forwarded or reprinted copy.