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

Elohim Hu Ahava – God Is Love

Listen to the LORD who created you, to the One who formed you says, “Do not be afraid, for I have ransomed you. I have called you by name; you are mine. Isaiah 43:1

Brennan Manning said, “We often feel like the homely peasant girl for whom the king has come to take a bride.” Our sense of self-condemnation makes us back away from God’s call to live as His beloved. We feel unworthy. Our own view of ourselves overrides His words. Imagine someone asking you today, “Do you believe that God loves you?” You would nod your head appropriately and answer yes. You know the scripture verses. You learned the Sunday School songs. 

But the problem is, our understanding of love has been compromised by our experiences with others. In varying degrees, we have all felt degraded, excluded, rejected, ridiculed, passed over, and a host of other things related to rejection. Each memory festers in our soul. Each arrow of inflicted pain still sits there, infected by time. Oh, how we need our Elohim Hu Ahava to do spiritual surgery to remove the arrows. His Spirit can heal the wounds as the truth of His love replaces the lies of our past.

No one gets to define our worth except our Creator. Not a parent, not a caregiver, not a teacher, not a pastor, not a child or spouse. But many were made to feel unworthy by their parents. They were never anyone’s priority. Work came first. Or other children were preferred. Spouses can communicate that their mate isn’t worth much. Children tell their parents, “You’re a bad father, or bad mother.”  We tend to absorb their opinions. We rationalize that these are the ones who know us best and that makes them credible, right? No.

How do we live cherished in a world where few are cherished? We believe our Father’s proclamations of love, by faith. We are to no longer be crippled by the hole in our souls. The story of our new birth becomes a narrative we can tell others to extol the incomparable Fatherhood of God.

Extoling begins on my knees and there’s so much to thank You for. Amen

The Shield of Aslan

I remember sitting in Sunday School as a child, looking at a flannel graph, and seeing a felt image of a lion.  “Satan is a roaring lion…” Mrs. Dixon said. “He’s on the prowl and looking for someone to devour.”  First, this is a dark message for children without telling them the rest of the story ~ Jesus is more powerful than the enemy!  

Only as I’ve grown older have I looked carefully at the scripture she quoted.  “Be self-controlled and alert.  Your enemy, the devil, prowls around like a roaring lion looking for someone to devour.”  I Peter 5:8-9   She left out an important word. Satan is not the roaring lion.  He prowls ‘like’ a roaring lion.    He sets out to mimic God.  Let’s be clear and comforted ~ The real lion is our Aslan, the Lion of Judah.  

There’s an interesting disclosure about lions in Amos 3:4.  Does a lion ever roar in a thicket without first finding a victim? Does a young lion growl in its den without first catching its prey?  A lion roars to terrify its victim.  He knows his prey will freeze before being easily captured.  Then the lion growls as he begins to devour his catch in order to attract other lions to come and enjoy the feast with him.  Doesn’t our enemy deal this treacherously?  He roars.  We freeze, or so he hopes. 

But Satan is not the lion.  We are told he roars ‘like’ a lion. Remember, he’s the wolf in sheep’s clothing. He’s a lion impostor.  This fake lion has already been defeated, and we are the children of Aslan, fighting our fear with this truth.  

“God is a shield to all who trust in him.”  Psalm 18:30

Shielding In The Dark

“The Lord is my strength and my shield; my heart trusts in him, and he helps me.”  Psalm 28:7-8

Let’s talk about this big thing that overwhelms you; that thing you bring before God nearly every hour of the day.  I know you wish it weren’t there, that He’d reach out with a sweeping wave of His hand to remove it.  You are frustrated that He’s not doing it when all power is His. David reminds us of God’s declarations ~ He’s our strength and shield, our trustworthy helper. However, it doesn’t always seem that way.

God told His people when they were traveling through the wilderness to Canaan, “Little by little I will drive them out before you, until you have increased enough to take possession of the land.”  His plan is for each of His children to become mighty in wisdom, strong in muscle strength, and fluent in the ways of the kingdom.  Slaying one giant at a time will build into your life the things that are critical for your future.  Never underestimate what is gained when you walk with God and see the progress that is characterized by baby steps.

God is not stingy, nor is His power limited.  It is His love that restrains His hand from completely rescuing you so that He can do what is ultimately best on your behalf.  I know that this mountain makes you tremble, even despair.  However, by dealing with your fear and choosing to stand in faith, you are being transformed into a champion.  When you can’t see your progress, God can.  You have already changed more than you know. He has been, and is your shield, and He is working on your behalf in ways you could never guess.

I rest in Your faithfulness and my invisible growth. Amen

My Shield and Protector

“You are my refuge and my shield; I hope in your word.” Psalm 119:114

God has been faithful to show me where my hope has been misplaced. 

There were people in my life who claimed to have solutions for things that distressed me. Sometimes they did, but most of the time, they did not. They were unreliable shields.  Misplaced hope.

There were a few who, early in my ministry, did whatever they could to coerce a friendship. They worked to make themselves indispensable, rising to the occasion to provide whatever I was lacking. I let unsafe people close and as their real selves surfaced, I got angry, then depressed. Misplaced hope.

Though lifesaving, God’s lessons are hard to learn. He pushed the idols off my pedestal and exposed them. It took time for my hope in them to grow faint enough to place all my hopes in God. I learned that hope trembles before it becomes a phantom. 

Hope in Yahweh Magen is never misplaced.  In God ~ I have a shield against arrows that would kill my faith. In God ~ I have a defender against all accusations. In God ~ I have a refuge for the storms that loom on the horizon. In God ~ I can take refuge no matter how big the threat.

The roots of my faith are in an un-created God. He is ageless and His names are old and tested. His protective nature is firmly writtenwithin the context of Jewish history. He not only releaved His name to them as their understanding of Him was under development, but He demonstrated it in battle. I can know that this name has stood the test of time.

Oh Lord, you are my unshakeable shield, my hope and my defender. Amen