With Disgust Or Sadness?

He also told this parable to some who trusted in themselves that they were righteous, and treated others with contempt: “Two men went up into the temple to pray, one a Pharisee and the other a tax collector. The Pharisee, standing by himself, prayed thus: ‘God, I thank you that I am not like other men, extortioners, unjust, adulterers, or even like this tax collector. I fast twice a week; I give tithes of all that I get.’ But the tax collector, standing far off, would not even lift up his eyes to heaven, but beat his breast, saying, ‘God, be merciful to me, a sinner!’ I tell you, this man went down to his house justified, rather than the other. For everyone who exalts himself will be humbled, but the one who humbles himself will be exalted.”  Luke 18:9-14

It is easy to read this parable and identify with the tax collector, imagining myself as a humble seeker of mercy. The temptation to look down on others—those with different struggles, faults, or outward appearances—is never far away—the lines between humility and subtle arrogance blur.

This parable holds up a mirror, reflecting not only the overt pride of the Pharisee but also the quiet ways I can distance myself from those I judge. It is not just the act of being proud that is rebuked, but the act of comparing others to my own standards and withholding compassion from them.

While I would describe both of my parents as generally humble, they had moments of pride. Whenever they saw people not doing what they believed they should, comments would be made.  

“Wouldn’t you think they’d clean up their yard?  It’s disgusting.”

“Why can’t they control their children?  It’s embarrassing!”

I am struck by how often the word ‘disgust’ came up in their words and how often it can come up in mine. My attitude toward another’s weakness should be sadness, not disgust. Sadness over another’s sin prompts me to pray for them, while disgust tempts me to distance myself.  

Pride is insidious. When you think it’s gone, you realize you can still be proud about thinking it’s gone. When disgust arises, I need to remember… ‘There but for the grace of God go I.’

When I believe I’m justified in deciding who should receive mercy and who should be judged, convict me, Father.  Amen

Will We Understand The Stories?

Jesus spoke all these things to the crowd in parables.  Matthew 13:34

I love a good story, especially if shared by an exceptional storyteller. Jesus must have been a powerful storyteller because we are still talking about each of his stories thousands of years later.

Many of his stories were parables, and He spoke in this literary form to fulfill prophecy.  “I will open my mouth in parables; I will utter things hidden since the foundation of the world.”  Matthew 13:35  In this passage, Jesus reaches back to Psalm 78.  Israel had strayed from Yahweh ~ even though He’d rescued them repeatedly from their enemies.  Their unbelief was unfounded because he had spoken openly to them, displaying His power with signs and wonders, only to be rejected. 

Many centuries later, Jesus spoke in parables to bring judgment on Israel’s collective hardness of heart.  Only those who had a true relationship with Jesus would understand the meaning of the words.

Jesus also spoke in parables to fulfill another prophecy, this one from Isaiah.  “You will keep on hearing, but will not understand; and you will keep on seeing but will not perceive; for the heart of this people has become dull; and with their ears they scarcely hear, and they have closed their eyes…”  Matthew 13:14-15

What does that mean for us as we continue to immerse ourselves in the language of Jesus’ parables?  Isaiah would tell us that it’s possible for us to hear them but not understand them.  Unbelief skews the message and renders it impenetrable.

I’m praying for each of us during this study ~ that we will be more than hearers, but women of understanding. I want us to enjoy full disclosure.

If there is anything that will compromise my ability to understand Your stories, would you reveal it to me?  Amen

Anxiety and the Tug of War

“No one can serve two masters, for either he will hate the one and love the other, or he will be devoted to the one and despise the other. You cannot serve God and money. “Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink, or about your body, what you will wear. Isn’t there more to life than food and more to the body than clothing? Look at the birds in the sky: They do not sow, or reap, or gather into barns, yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Aren’t you more valuable than they are? And which of you by worrying can add even one hour to his life? Why do you worry about clothing? Think about how the flowers of the field grow; they do not work or spin.  Matthew 6:24-28

Have you ever been caught in the middle? It’s a terrible place to be. Some people are well-practiced because they’ve assumed the role of peacemaker as children. They’ve learned that the stress of trying to please both sides is crippling. Compromise helps temporarily, but neither side is ever truly satisfied because neither feels like they have won.

What does this have to do with what I’ll eat or what I’ll wear? It’s about worry and anxiety.  And anxiety serves Master Satan as we wonder if God will be faithful.  Satan is the author of such storylines.  Worry leads to autonomy as I take matters into my own hands to care for myself, believing that God might not come through for me. 

Remember the daisy game? ‘He loves me – He loves me not.’ Although it was childish, I still recall the suspense as I got to the last few petals. Which way would it go? Love me – or loves me not? This captures the tension of serving two masters.

When the stakes are high, so is the battle. How can this tug of war be won? Remove the influence of the evil one.  Nothing Satan says is true. He is a liar, and his default language is based on deceit. Today, I step out of the middle. When the first thought of worry comes, I will capture it and kill it at the root with the sword of the Word. 

No middle, Father.  No torment.  Only a simple, childlike trust built on every single promise You have made.  Amen

Can We Read The Times?

Jesus also said to the crowds, “When you see a cloud rising in the west, you say at once, ‘A rainstorm is coming,’ and it does. And when you see the south wind blowing, you say, ‘There will be scorching heat,’ and there is. You hypocrites! You know how to interpret the appearance of the earth and the sky, but how can you not know how to interpret the present time?  Luke 12:54-59

How can someone close to God miss the obvious? This was Jesus’ question to the crowds. They were good at reading weather signs but struggled to interpret the times spiritually.

When Saul pursued David to kill him, only a small number of people stood by David. But a group called the ‘sons of Issachar’ understood things correctly. They saw Saul for who he truly was — a disobedient king under God’s judgment. They also saw David for who he was — God’s anointed man who was destined to become king. Based on all the evidence, it seemed that Saul was threatened by a possible coup led by a renegade named David. However, these 200 men understood the situation accurately.  

The children of Issachar, men who understood their times, knew what Israel ought to do.  I Chronicles 12:32

What kind of spiritual insight do I have? The men of Issachar looked at Saul the way God looked at Saul. His crown did not influence them. They could judge his actions and leadership style to recognize that he was out of God’s favor. They searched for his anointing but couldn’t find it. They also looked at David and saw beyond his poverty and ragtag militia. They perceived spiritual greatness and the signs of a kingly anointing.

Not everything is as it seems. Influential people are often fragile like a house of cards. They can crumble after just one confrontation. The humble are often seen as weak, but they may rise to power if God promotes them. Jesus is coming soon, and understanding the times has never been more critical.

Oh, for divine eyesight.  Train me.  Amen

Father or Judge?

Then He spoke a parable to them, that men always ought to pray and not lose heart, saying: “There was in a certain city a judge who did not fear God nor regard man.Now there was a widow in that city; and she came to him, saying, ‘Get justice for me from my adversary.’ And he would not for a while; but afterward he said within himself, ‘Though I do not fear God nor regard man, yet because this widow troubles me I will avenge her, lest by her continual coming she weary me.’ ” Then the Lord said, “Hear what the unjust judge said. And shall God not avenge His own elect who cry out day and night to Him, though He bears long with them?  Luke 18:1-7

The tragedy of this parable, though the contrast between the judge and the Father is striking, is that I have often seen the Father as the judge. I feel I dare not ask for too much because God won’t have a heart for me. And, if I keep asking, He will see me as a pest.

Although many wouldn’t admit to feeling this way, I believe it’s the reason why more people don’t live a lifestyle of prayer. All teachers of the Word should stand up for God’s character. With that in mind, I’d like to present a contrast based on the whole counsel of God’s Word.

  • The judge did not have a heart for people.  The Father does.
  • The judge was unfamiliar with this woman. The Father knows the number of hairs on our head, and we are His precious children
  • The judge was not moved by the widow’s story of injustice. The Father promises to avenge all wrongs done to any of His children.
  • The woman had to plead her case on her own, but Jesus rose again to be our advocate, our lawyer in heaven’s courts.
  • The woman had a one-time audience with the judge.  We have round-the-clock access to our Father. 

Put your faith in the unwavering character of God.   Though you may feel one way (based on human experience), you can act on a truth you do not feel yet affirm to be true.  This will always be the right choice.

You are always my Father, and when I fear You’re the judge, I need Your Holy Spirit to fuel my faith. Amen

Even From a Distance

And he said, “The kingdom of God is as if a man should scatter seed on the ground. He sleeps and rises night and day, and the seed sprouts and grows; he knows not how.”  Mark 4:26

What a wonderful parable to start our series. It offers great comfort if you need reassurance that the spiritual seeds you have sown will continue to flourish, even in your absence.  When sown into a person’s heart, it works in secret. Jesus intentionally conveyed the nature of the combustible seed of the Word of God.  I can count on its power. 

If I’ve planted seeds in the hearts of a loved one, those seeds are still at work. “Oh, but I don’t see any signs of change,” you might say. No matter. The overarching message of Jesus’ words is that the one who sows might not see evidence right away. Our confidence rests not in our ability to sow but in the power of the seed. God oversees the process, and transformation belongs to God alone. 

I have a window of time with each person in my life. With my children, it’s the first eighteen years. With a spouse, it’s longer. With a friend, there is usually an adequate window. I faithfully plant the seed when there is proximity. That access may one day end, and I may become discouraged, thinking my ability to effect change is over. Oh no! The seeds I’ve sown by the power of the Spirit are still there, still at work, still stirring up the soil and bringing holy conflict. The one I love may be out of my sight, but the Word is more active than it has ever been. 

I can find comfort when I see little or no harvest. While I sleep, the seeds are working. While I pray for them from a distance, the seeds are germinating in the soil of their hearts. My prayers of joyful confidence water the seeds, even from afar.  

I forget how thunderous Your Word sounds in the soil of a man’s heart.  What has been sown, You will faithfully cultivate, and in that, I rest. Amen

When I Just Can’t Feel His Love

Have mercy on me, LORD, for I am faint; heal me, LORD, for my bones are in agony.
Psalm 6:2

Ever feel stuck in a relationship where it becomes increasingly hard to feel anything positive? You can’t summon warmth for someone with whom you lack a positive emotional connection. Each of us is designed to be responsive. When others love us, we can love back. When others are emotionally generous in a trusting environment, we love freely in return. If we are rejected, we instinctively withdraw. If they are stingy with affirmation, we become shy. If they are stoic, we tread carefully. If they are cruel, we resist the urge to retaliate.

In an ideal world, children are connected to parents who love them. Siblings share an affinity over shared memories.  Over a lifetime, there are tears of joy at reunions and tears of sadness at farewells.  But when a lousy foundation has been laid, love for certain family members is inaccessible.  Some children dread seeing their parents. Some wives feel nothing for their husbands.  Some siblings haven’t spoken for years.  A lack of positive emotions proves that something is wrong with the relationship.

That is why our God of love, Elohim Hu Ahavra, models agape love, which is not based on feelings. His love has always been proactive. Even though we rejected Him, He said goodbye to His son and sent Him to die for us.  Who better to show us how to love those who don’t return it? If we become embittered, wither, and remain stingy with the great love with which Christ has loved us, then we live in defiance of the cross. We perpetuate dysfunction. How do we find the strength to initiate acts that don’t match what is in our hearts? God’s Spirit, alive in us, enables us to extend one difficult act of love after another.

You don’t judge me for not having feelings of love. You understand why I don’t. I can love with my actions though. Please love through me.  In Jesus name, Amen

God Doesn’t Put His Arms Down

But of Israel he says, “All day long I have held out my hands to a disobedient and contrary people.  Romans 10:20 

Consider what it’s like to run into someone you haven’t seen in a while.  You’re excited; you call out their name, and then move swiftly toward them.  You’re not aware there’s a problem between you so you quickly extend your arms to invite a warm embrace.  But to your shock, the other person freezes and stands there.  There is an awkward moment when your arms are still extended but the hug is definitely being refused.  How long will you hold your arms out in front of you?  Five seconds max, most likely.  The rebuff stings and we tend to remember these moments of rejection for a long, long time.

It’s one thing to be rejected by someone shy and cautious.  We’re willing to give them time to warm up.  But quite another to be turned down by one hostile to you.  It can be embarrassing to wear your heart on your sleeve, to look anxious or even desperate for them to return your affection.  Hostility brings an ungodly response.  We want to run the other way and do everything we can to avoid that person.

God does not act that way.  He loves.  Period.  His love never cools.  No matter how long it takes, He woos those who want Him and those who don’t.  He keeps His arms out.  Not just for a day, but throughout the ages His arms stay extended.  He is patient, gracious, vulnerable, and chooses to proclaim His love even with the risk of it never being returned.  He does not hide from His enemies but pursues them.  He is not defensive, playing it safe until they warm up.  No, His arms reach out in spite of possible rejection.

Good news for any believer who is unjustly angry with God and has been away from Him for a while.  Perhaps they’re too afraid to come home.   If only they knew that God’s arms have been extended from the moment they left.  This is also good news for the most hardened unbeliever.  No matter how badly they’ve sinned, God is searching the horizon for the first sign of their heart turning.  Who loves like that?  Only One!

You are a God like none other.  Keep reminding me that no one loves me like You.  When I’m tempted to love someone or something more than You, remind me of Your open arms when I didn’t deserve it.  Amen

First Love and Belonging

For I am persuaded that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present, nor things to come, nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord. Romans 8:38-39

Ever wonder where you belong?

Even in the best of homes, kids can feel lost.  Childhood sets them up to look for someone to invite them into a place of belonging.  Driven, and stretching out their arms indiscriminately, others own them and hurt them. 

And even in the best of churches, believers can feel lost. Dysfunctional congregational life sets them up to stay on the sidelines, wondering where they fit in. The only ones who enjoy community are the ones fortunate enough to be part of a clique.

Oh, there are no safe masters except Jesus. What is your marriage to Jesus like?  Your relationship began when you made the decision to enter into the kingdom through the door of Christ.  But perhaps you stepped inside and froze.  Afraid to trust.  Afraid to commit.  Afraid of intimacy.  Afraid of change.  Jesus is the patient bridegroom who waits for the timid with arms outstretched.  Steve Brown, of Key Life Ministries, said, “Many come to Jesus to get saved but don’t stay long enough to get loved.” Only those with a burning love for the God can endure the intensity of living in an increasingly godless age. This was the hallmark of the early Christians who went to their death singing.

First love is the only thing more powerful than the power of suffering – which is debilitating and turns people into cowards. The cords of love carry divine life.

Oh God, Your love is the greatest force in heaven, and on earth, and I know that nothing can quench it. Like a baby in a mother’s arms, I live securely. Amen

God’s Love And My Sinfulness

For while we were still weak, at the right time Christ died for the ungodly.  For one will scarcely die for a righteous person-though perhaps for a good person one would dare even to die- but God shows his love for us in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us. Romans 5:6-8

Many teachers today have abandoned the subject of sin. Some say, “People already struggle with poor self-esteem.   Talking about sin will only make self-hatred worse.”  But by avoiding the subject of sin, we can not have an accurate picture of the love of God.  Joyce Carol Oates, a contemporary author says, “We human beings are the species that clamors to be lied to.”  We want someone to tell us that we’re not that bad ~ that God should love us because we’re basically good people.  Here’s the dilemma. If God only loves good people, how magnificent is His love?  Not very impressive at all.   God’s love is only stunning when it is set against a backdrop of my sinfulness.

When I realize that I could walk to the ends of the earth but not find God, I will appreciate the cross.  When I realize that I could spend every last ounce of energy giving to others selflessly but end up in hell, I will appreciate the cross.  God’s love came in the face of Christ at a time when all hope for me was lost.  I was limp, in a weakened state, trying to earn His favor but failing miserably.  My sin separated me from His heart.  I was completely powerless. 

Then Jesus came!  He saw my sin but came anyway.  When I didn’t want Him, He wanted me.  When I wanted to try everything and everyone else first, He still loved me and came.  See what kind of love He offered?

If I, or someone I know, is bored by the subject of the love of God, perhaps we have lost sight of what kind of love it took for Jesus to come and save us.  His love cost Him everything…and He gave it all up willingly so He could say to each of us, “Not guilty anymore!” 

You invited me to come close to You, and then to live and find my life in You.  You have declared that absolutely nothing can threaten our relationship.  What love is this!  Amen