Thirsting By a River

From his abundance we have all received one gracious blessing after another. John 1:16. NLT

When something valuable is scarce, people hurry to claim it. Shelves empty. Waiting lists grow. We know what it’s like to get the last available seat on an airplane, or the last available appointment on a doctor’s schedule, or the last portion of our favorite meal on the restaurant menu. We know that supply will not always meet demand. What is precious is often limited. Money runs out. Strength has its limits. Even the most generous friend eventually grows tired even though their love might not fail.

Oh, but not Jesus. From His abundance, we receive grace upon grace. It is not grace measured by scarcity. It is not grace rationed by accountants in heaven. It is not grace given with a warning that I am asking too much. I can pray for whatever I need today and return tomorrow with twice as much, and I have not diminished heaven’s resources. I have also not taken from another person in need.

Jesus is not a reservoir that can be depleted. He is Living Water. The flowing stream does not thin. It is not choked out by drought. Abundance flows from Him because abundance is not merely what He has. It is who He is.

So, the tragedy is not that His grace is unavailable. The tragedy is that it is offered but hearts aren’t open to receive. Sometimes it’s because of unbelief. Sometimes it’s rebellion and pride. But sometimes it is a wounded child of God standing behind the door, convinced she is too needy and too unworthy to receive what Christ is aching and eager to give her.
Oh, what needless sorrow when we thirst beside the River of Life.

Jesus, You are not offended by my need. You are drawn to it. Help me see my emptiness as opportunity. Amen

What a Messenger!

John testified about him when he shouted to the crowds, “This is the one I was talking about when I said, ‘Someone is coming after me who is far greater than I am, for he existed long before me.’”   John 1:15 [NLT]

John the Baptist was born many months before Jesus came into the world.  Elizabeth, John’s mother, was pregnant first and was well into her pregnancy when Mary conceived through the overshadowing of the Holy Spirit.  And yet, John told the crowds that Jesus existed before he did.  He was not talking about birth dates.  He was reaching beyond calendars and beyond wombs, pointing to the mystery of the eternal Word made flesh.

I believe they could tell that John was referencing something otherworldly by the breathless, passionate tone in his voice.  I’m aware that nowhere in this passage does it say that John was breathless.  But imagine with me how John might have delivered this news, struggling to comprehend and communicate the eternal storyline of Jesus.  How could he possibly be nonchalant!  

Later, along the same theme, John will tell another crowd that ‘Jesus must increase while he must decrease.’ This would be humility with fire in it. John was not a weak man trying to disappear. He was a strong man who knew exactly who he was and who he was not. He had crowds following him. He had disciples. He had a prophetic voice that shook the wilderness.  He could have built a kingdom around his own calling.

But John’s greatness was defined by his willingness to bring everyone to Jesus.  His joy was not in being followed, but in pointing to the Messiah. He was the lamp, not the Light, the voice but not the Word. 

Jesus, let me decrease, not into nothingness, but into worship. Amen

Not One Shadow

He was full of unfailing love and faithfulness.  And we have seen His glory…full of grace and truth.  John 1:14

The better we get to know someone, the more their true self comes into view.  Just ask newlyweds who are discovering that the honeymoon is over as their two carnal natures collide.  What was charming in courtship can become irritating in marriage. What was hidden by distance is exposed by proximity. Over time, character is revealed not by candlelight but in the kitchen.

John knew Jesus this way.  He did not admire Him from a distance. He ate with Him, slept near Him, watched Him face day after day of needs pressing in from every side. For three years, John saw Jesus exhausted, hungry, interrupted, criticized, in danger, disappointed, and grieving. He saw Jesus under stress. He saw Him misunderstood. He saw Him falsely accused. He saw Him surrounded by crowds who wanted miracles more than they wanted Him.

And what did John discover? Not a flaw. Not one moment when holiness thinned under pressure.

Human intimacy can be sobering. Much needs to be forgiven. With Jesus, intimacy reveals what must be worshiped. John drew close to Jesus and found no shadows waiting there. There was no selfishness beneath the Savior’s kindness. There was no private contradictions behind His public persona. He was always the same ~ full of grace and truth.

Lord Jesus, lead me beyond the places in me that still retreat from love, and bring me into the safety of Your perfection. Amen

Beautiful Births – Both of Them

They are reborn—not with a physical birth resulting from human passion or plan, but a birth that comes from God. Joh 1:13 [NLT]

The reasons people have children are not always pure. Some children are born from a beautiful love story. Others arrive as surprises. Still others are conceived beneath the weight of unmet longings, broken marriages, hidden agendas, or a parent’s hope to fill an ache no child was meant to carry.

But not so with God. His passion is pure. His planning is holy. His love for those He creates begins before conception, before there is breath, before a name is ever chosen. His purposes are not fragile. His affection does not depend on our performance. His plans are not destroyed by our sin.

Our first birth was not a mistake. God fashioned each of us in our mother’s womb. However flawed the circumstances around our beginning may have been, the Author of life was not absent. He does all things well, and there is no shame in being alive. Our existence is not something to apologize for. It is something to revere.

Our second birth was not a mistake either. By the Word, through the Spirit, God gave us life again. We were born once by His creative will and are born again by His unfathomable mercy.

You and I were loved before we knew Him.
We are loved now.
He had plans for us before we ever embraced them.
He has plans for us still.

Flawed humanity may have shaped our early years, but a holy God began the re-parenting of our souls at the new birth. We are in safe hands. He is not careless. He is not confused. He is perfect, and we are secure.

Lord, for every one who is holding their breath in uncertainty, draw near and teach them how to exhale. Amen

When a Child Hears The Gospel

But to all who believed him and accepted him, he gave the right to become children of God. John 1:12 [NLT]

The Gospel is simple enough for a child to grasp. I know. I heard it preached in an evangelistic crusade when I was seven years old. I was glued to the speaker and transfixed. I could hardly breathe. I remember the knot in my stomach when I heard that there was a great gulf space between God and me. I also remember the ache in my heart when I realized that my sin was the reason for it. I knew that I’d do anything to end the separation between us.

For several years prior, since I was three, I had experienced the strong presence of Jesus. He was near when I sat at the piano, closed my eyes and tried to play the music I heard in my soul. So strong was His presence that I fell in love with Him.

Many benefits are shared with people when they are encouraged to accept Christ. You know them. 1.) You can have a changed life. 2.) You can have your sins forgiven and your guilt removed. 3.) You can escape the fires of hell and know, for certain, that heaven will be your home. 4.) You can be adopted by God and delivered from the captivity of the enemy.

All of these are true. But, to me, the only reason that really matters is that you can draw near to God and live life with Him. No more distance. No more longing. No more looking for the treasure. He is the treasure and, through repentance, He becomes my Treasure. My adoption papers prove new parentage. God is my Father. Jesus is my Savior and Friend. And, the Holy Spirit is my Counselor. They are active, faithful, and will take me all the way home.

You drew me to You so long ago. And the wonder of Your nearness has never left. Amen

Can’t See In a Fog!

The one who is the true light, who gives light to everyone, was coming into the world.
John 1:9 [NLT]

At creation, when darkness and chaos ruled the earth, the Word said, ‘Let there be light.’ Immediately, light brought order out of disorder.

It’s tough to be in a desperate situation that lacks clarity. I was there less than a week ago.  I felt like I was in a dark fog.  I asked God for understanding, and I didn’t have to wait too long before light began to permeate my dark landscape. He illumined what had been shadowed, and I started to enjoy clearer vision. He put a magnifying glass over the twisted strands of thread, and all of a sudden, I could see the steps I needed to take to untangle what was knotted.  

How about you?  Yesterday, perhaps you felt lost. Today, you discovered God’s plan. Yesterday, you grasped at spiritual straws. Today, some puzzle pieces have clicked into place. Yesterday, you had faith but no vision. Today, your prayers have precision, and you can see Jesus’ footprints before you.

Right now, the Light of the world is affecting other people’s dark landscapes. He’s curing spiritual blindness and allowing an unbeliever to see the glory of Jesus. He’s lighting up a concept that correctly diagnoses what has held another captive. For a Bible teacher, He’s enlightening a passage and imparting spiritual understanding. For a mother on her knees, He is unveiling the spiritual condition of her child so that she can apply spiritual cures. For a business owner sitting alone at his desk, overwhelmed, God is revealing the reasons for the discord within his company and leading him to replace worldly business strategies with kingdom principles.

Light is a life-saving thing, is it not? When God gives it, confusion loses its throne, and darkness is forced to yield. The Light of the world does not merely brighten a room; He exposes, heals, guides, and resurrects what was buried in shadows. 

Oh, Light of the world, You entered my darkness with authority and mercy.  Thank you!  Amen

Shaped To Be Peculiar

God sent a man, John the Baptist, to tell about the light so that everyone might believe because of his testimony. John 1:6 [NLT]

God sent so many of his servants to a literal desert to set them apart from family, and from society, to prepare them to be different. A person can live in isolation in a tent if he knows it’s just for a weekend but let him live that way for years and he will return peculiar. He will not be governed by the mindset of the mainstream.

This was John the Baptist. The desert was his home. He didn’t look like, eat like, or talk like anyone else. He was God’s peculiar servant. Isolation in the wilderness shaped him to craft the message of repentance that would prepare the path for the Messiah.

Elizabeth and Zachariah were his parents. Both encountered God uniquely and lived out their faith at home. But greater than even that was the pre-natal encounter John had with pre-born Jesus in Mary’s womb. Any child who encounters the Spirit of the living Christ is not like other children. He is marked, set apart, and uniquely wired to live differently. John, throughout his life, would not be edited. No biblical text hints that he was shy to speak. He was willing to offend even the most religious and leave them trembling with either anger, or with conviction.

John’s life challenges me in powerful ways. I encountered the Spirit of the living Christ at 3 years old. I sensed Jesus near me and it happened repeatedly, especially when sitting at the piano. That kind of early holy encounter should have made me fearless. It should have given me a voice that lived out loud, like John’s. But I grew up in a home where the unspoken family mission was to offend no one. I learned to measure my words before I spoke them, to soften my convictions before they were rejected, and to live under the power of other people’s edits.

I want to infect the atmosphere with the language of the peculiar; with words that are shaped by heaven, with courage born of conviction, and with love strong enough to tell the truth.

Lord, I do not want to spend my life translating holy fire into acceptable language.

Singing Through Our Tears

The light shines in darkness, and the darkness can never extinguish it. John 1:5 [NLT]

Our enemy knows that God is Light.

He has seen what we have only believed by faith. He once beheld the brilliance of God’s glory and knew the radiance of heaven before pride corrupted him. He knows there is no shadow in God, no weakness in His holiness, no dimming of His splendor. He knows, better than we often remember, that darkness has never been equal to Light.

So why does he still wage war against the children of God? Daniel says he will “wear out the saints of the Most High.” And perhaps this is his strategy, not to defeat the Light, but to exhaust those who carry it.

Doesn’t he know that God’s children will tap into the ‘surpassing power of God’s greatness to all who believe?” (Ephesians 1:19)
Doesn’t he know that we are well aware that victory over him was declared at Calvary?
Doesn’t he know that we have read the scriptures and celebrate that Satan was paraded in defeat and humiliation before the whole spirit world? (Colossians 2:15)
Doesn’t he know that we know our Bible and know the gift of God’s armor and put it on? (Ephesians 6)
Isn’t he aware that Paul calls it the ‘armor of Light’? (Romans 13:12)
Hasn’t he learned that we are aware of both our powerlessness in the flesh but our invincibility in the power of the name of Jesus?

Yes, he knows. But he also knows how fragile faith can feel in the hour of pain. He knows that distress often speaks before doctrine does. He knows that fear can rise in the body before truth finds its voice. He knows that when battle follows battle, and weariness settles deep into our bones, we may be tempted to stop rehearsing what is true. He counts on exhaustion.
He counts on confusion. Hardship becomes more than something to survive. It becomes the place where faith learns to stand. Weak places are strengthened and crippling fears are brought to the Light of the world.

It is possible to sing through tears. It is possible to tremble and still trust. God’s hand is, right now, already beneath me.

The world may shake, but You, Lord, are unshakable. Let Your Light rise in every dark place in me until fear remembers it has already lost. Amen.

Collaborators Without Conflict

God created everything through him, and nothing was created except through him. John 1:3 [NLT]

God and Jesus. Co-creators. Not Creator and Created-One. Both God. Both infinite. Co-artists and designers of the heavens and the earth.

These two parts of the Trinity worked together in tandem. There was never a glitch in their relationship. In their glorious perfection, they did their work in a harmonious partnership. There was no tension in their creativity. There were no disagreements over ideas. There was no striving for prominence. Competition was absent. There was no withholding of praise for the other’s work. In the beautiful slow dance of the Three-in-one, ideas were born, developed, and expanded, and then implemented without interruption.

What can I learn from their holy synergy? A lot. Two people who work together in the flesh will clash. Even collaboration at its best. Ah, but two people, full of the Spirit, sample a taste of Godhead synergy. Obsessed with glorifying God, they enjoy many of the same characteristics that God and Jesus experienced: an absence of tension, disagreements, and competition. When there’s a hiccup produced by the flesh, they rely on supernatural help to identify the problem and then work things out until kingdom rhythm resumes.

I am not like you, and you are not like anyone else. In our differences, there can be joy in kingdom collaboration. Have you known it? I have. They are usually endeavors in which everyone involved gathers on their knees to seek God’s help and blessing.

So much is still being created that has never been created before ~ by You, Yahweh, and the Word. Together, You both speak things into existence that nurture my world. Thank you for constructing my path today. Amen

In The Beginning

In the beginning the Word already existed. The Word was with God, and the Word was God.  John 1:1

Ancestry.com has grown in popularity, and many people have spent years constructing their personal genealogy. I have shared meals with those who love to talk about their discoveries. Their faces brighten. Their voices lift. They tell me where their family came from, whose blood runs in their veins, and what hidden stories were waiting in the branches of their family tree.

Often, they discover they are not as peculiar as they thought. They resemble the people who came before them. I once met a woman who said she traced her family line all the way back to Adam. I did not ask how.

If I am willing to live by faith, I can believe that my beginnings are rooted in Someone even earlier than Adam. “In the beginning God…” “In the beginning was the Word…” Before Adam was formed from dust, God was there. Before there was breath in human lungs, the Word was there. Before any name appeared in any genealogy, Father, Son, and Spirit existed in the Holy Trinity. Behind every family tree is a Person, not nothingness.

To understand who I am, I must know where I came from and why I was created. I cannot sit across the table from a four-hundred-year-old ancestor and ask, “Who am I? Why am I here? What story do I belong to?” But I can ask the Word. And He is not silent.

He tells me that my life is not accidental, my story is not random, and my origin is not merely biological. My history began before history, in the mind and heart of God. The internet may give me access to Ancestry.com. The Scriptures do something infinitely better. They give me access to my ancestry in God.

You are the foundation beneath every life and every name. My history began in the cradle of Your heart. Amen