Thursday, February 16, 2023

ME & JESSE/ME & DANNY (Intro & chapter 1)

 

ME AND JESSE

PORTALS TO ADVENTURE

 

 

by

 

Larry L. Sydow



 

 

 

ME AND JESSE—PORTALS TO ADVENTURE

 

Copyright © 2022 Larry L. Sydow

 

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced by any means, graphic, electronic, or mechanical, including photocopying, recording taping or by any information storage retrieval system without the written permission of the author except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles and reviews.

 

This is a work of fiction. All of the characters, names, incidents, organizations, and dialogue in this book are either the products of the author’s imagination or used fictitiously.

 

Illustrations were created by Pat Hittle and used with the artist’s permission.

 


 

 

 

 

 

DEDICATION

 

This book is dedicated to Daniel Sydow, Jesse Lee, and all kids everywhere with imagination and a driving desire to explore, investigate, and discover the mysteries of their world.

 


 

 

ME AND JESSE—PORTALS TO ADVENTURE

 Foreward by Larry (Dad)

 I grew up on a farm in northeast Nebraska, uncontaminated by television. Yet, there were times in my life when the simplest of triggers spawned adventures.  Radio dramas set the stage for some battles that made later television shows feel disappointing. On the radio, the Lone Ranger was never beaten down.  Roy Roger’s hat was never knocked off.  Fibber McGee’s closet always called for caution but never had to be refilled.  Gracie Allen made George Burns look smart, and Lucy never failed to drive Ricky Ricardo into his Cuban tirade.  The “Shadow” was scarier because my parents didn’t allow us to listen, except from the darkness of our upstairs bedrooms—where we knew he lurked in the closet of the spare room.

Movies were few and far between.  Our greatest mysteries, wars, fights-to-the-death, Indian raids, flights from head-hunters, and wild game hunts all took place on our 40-acre jungle, our corn-crib castle, our 10-mile-high mountain of corncobs, our chicken-coop roof-top fort, or our raging shark and barracuda infested creek.  The adventures never ended and never became boring.

 

What follows is a compilation of stories based on a combination of my experiences and bits and pieces of accounts told by my son, Danny (Dan today), and his best friend, Jesse.  Collecting their stories has become a challenge.  I can compare this collection with making a cake from scratch.  The recipe started with two mugs of their memories when they were ten-year-olds, a few cups of my childhood exploits, a tablespoon of yeasty truth, and a whopping tumbler full of fantasy.  Bake that cake for thirty or forty years in the oven of imagination, and the following narratives emerge.

When the boys were ten, we lived in the small town of Soldier, Iowa, a “megalopolis” of about 250 people.  I was the pastor of the only church in town—Soldier Lutheran Church.  Jesse Lee lived across the street from us.  The ten-year-old neighbors were so much alike, it would have been easy to think of them as twins, not especially in looks, but in personalities.  Both were exceptionally smart—some said, “too shrewd for their own good.” They were best friends—most of the time.  Jesse was a few weeks older than Danny, but they were like two peas in a pod.  If one got in trouble, it was an excellent bet they were both in it together. Sports-wise, the big difference was that Danny cheered for the Michigan Wolverines, while Jesse cheered for the Green Bay Packers.  Go, figure!

Despite their tendency to get into trouble occasionally, they were good kids.  A phrase heard often was “Me and Jesse” or “Me and Danny.”  I will not pretend I remember how ten-year-olds talk, except the phrases I repeatedly overheard: “Me and Jesse” or “Me and Danny.”

 

Dan and Jesse gave me permission to use their names.  The names of other youths and townspeople are fictitious.  The tales that follow begin with a true story.  Each chapter has some facts and some outrageous fiction.  See if you can guess where fact turns to fantasy.

 

 


 

1–Dad’s Story—The Cave

 

      MY family thought I was the least likely family member to buy the farm or even a portion of it.  The “home place,” as it was known, was seven miles from Stanton, a small rural village of 1300—plus or minus a few.  I admit I hated farming in my teen years and could hardly wait to leave to go to the city.  After college, I married Sue, the love of my life, a sociology major from Ohio.  With her encouragement, I continued from college to seminary and earned my Master of Divinity degree.  Dan was born two years after his brother.  It was “the good life.”

Before Dan was born, my parents moved to town.  None of my three brothers or two sisters were interested in farming the land.  Thankfully, someone was interested in buying the house, and they moved it to the other side of the village.  The rest of the buildings quickly deteriorated.  Dan’s grandmother and grandfather rented out the farm.  A neighbor finally leased the farmable land, but the other buildings, with no one watching after them, were vandalized and fell apart from weather, age, and neglect.   

When my parents announced they were willing to sell forty acres of the farm where the buildings had been, I was the first and only one to make an offer, which they happily accepted.  Keeping the land in the family was important, after all. 

By then, the outbuildings, except for a sad-looking hog barn, the chicken coop's foundation, and the storm cave entrance, had mostly collapsed from lack of attention and several strong thunderstorms.  (We always referred to the storm cellar as “the cave.”)  The old creek still meandered through the bottomland and continued to trickle along from constantly flowing springs.  Some trees I had climbed and played in as a kid had died, leaving tree-skeletons standing like sentinels. However, many living trees still stood, outlining the places where the former buildings had been.  It may have been a foolish purchase to some, but to me, it was a part of my story. 

I vaguely remembered moving there when I was four.  The old house seemed enormous, with lots of rooms, all heated in the cold Nebraska winters by a single oil burner in the kitchen.  The upstairs only received heat when my parents propped open the door to the stairs.  There were registers on the upstairs floor that connected with the downstairs ceiling.  They only allowed a little heat to rise and the sound of the radio to filter up to children who were supposed to be sleeping.  Through the registers, we caught portions of “Fibber McGee and Molly,” “Amos and Andy,” or “The Lone Ranger rides again!”

My parents bought the farmhouse with 150 acres of decent farmland when they were married. It was a couple of miles from the homeplace where my grandparents had lived.  Mom and Dad planted fruit trees by the dozens before they moved there, creating a forest of trees around the house's south, west, and north sides. Many of the fantastic varieties of mulberries–from the small red and purple ones to the very large, very sweet, thumb-sized berries—were still producing when my kids were little. 

Retreats to the now-deserted farm were my “unwind time.”  Coming out for a few days always jogged my memories of my “growing up periods.”  I recognized the skeleton of a dead tree south of where the house had been as the last remnant of the apple tree I climbed to fetch golden delicious apples in late summer.  Cherry and wild plum trees, raspberry and gooseberry bushes provided more sweet treats at other times.  We picked the tart chokecherries along the fence line by the bushels for making jelly while carefully avoiding stinging nettles and poison ivy.  My idyllic memories made it seem like we had fresh fruit from the middle of the hot, muggy summers until harvest in September, before the first frost, each ripening in its own season.

What captured my imagination was the forest of elm, oak, and maple trees south of the house.  My parents hadn’t planted them.  Nature did.  They filled the gully with a canopy of green shade, which, as a child, seemed so big and deep it practically went down to the center of the earth. 

This gulley was the location of many wars with renegade Indians, bank robbers, cut-throat murderers, and child-stealing gypsies, all of which required fights of bloody combat, leaving me mortally wounded more times than I could count.  One afternoon alone, I died horrible deaths at least five times. But, on the other hand, I studied to fight with sabers and swords and learned to shoot rifles, shotguns, bazookas, and missile launchers.  I also had a handy “Buck Rogers Ray Gun” I bought by saving my allowance.  It came in handy for fighting some vicious killers and an occasional alien visiting from Mars.

These woods were host to many venomous serpents, ferocious lions, tigers, panthers, and wolves. Each creature lurked behind bushes and fallen trees, waiting to attack.  They required constant vigilance and split-second responses.  The raging river (almost always dry as a bone unless it was raining) hosted child-eating barracuda, alligators, boa constrictors, and feisty swordfish.

I could follow that canyon of adventure down through the barbed-wire barricade. It passed through a barren, rattlesnake-infested desert.  If you survived the desert, you still had to pass through “no-man's-land.” It was a (cow patty) minefield littered with explosives.  That led to a mysterious meandering river and additional wild jungles and tribes of headhunters.

It was here where I remember being attacked by herds of buffalo, being charged by several bull elephants, and threatened with deadly violence by an enormous giant beast whose fangs were as large and sharp as the teeth of a hay sweep.

There were other mysteries about this place that drew me back, even as an adult. They were mysteries I never reconciled as a kid.   I still believe they were not entirely imaginary.  They were things I hadn’t dreamed up for fun. 

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My father built the cave (storm cave) that was scary for me as a child.  It was one of those great mysteries of my childhood.  Even as a grownup, the cave was deeper than any human-made cave I ever explored.  It still gave me a certain strange feeling of….  I can’t put my finger on that feeling.  Is it dread, or fear, or what?

The mystery to me, as a child, was what was lurking in the deep, dark depths of that cave.  I knew—I didn’t know how—but I knew there were things in that darkness that no five or six-year-old kid ever wanted to encounter–alone

Despite assurances to the contrary, my imagination convinced me.  Eyes watched me when I went down there to get potatoes or jars of canned food for my mom.  I could never remember why I checked it out.  To this day, it gives me chills remembering. 

On one of my trips to the cave, when I was six, the afternoon sun spilled down into the cave and lit it all the way to the back wall.  I carried a broom with me, planning to use it as a weapon if anything attacked.  Fortunately, nothing did, so I used the broom to sweep the dusty dirt floor, backing my way to the steps and out.  That afternoon, I played nearby and watched the cave door to make certain no one else entered. Unfortunately, I had to go into the house for supper, but that was OK.  There were no other people who could go down those steps and walk on the soft dusty floor during that time.

I was not about to enter the abyss alone, even with a flashlight.  Whatever was down there never attacked when there was more than one person.  Not that anything had ever grabbed anyone I knew of and dragged them into some secret passage, but I was not taking any chances.

After supper, I quietly negotiated with my sister.  It was expensive!  In the end, I had to bribe her with a piece of left-over Christmas candy, one of my GI Joe soldiers with a broken gun, and my secret Flash Gordon code ring, just to get her to go with me.  Cautiously, as the sun was setting, I led the way down what seemed like a mile of steep, concrete steps, flashlight in hand, like a club I could use as a last resort. 

What I found sent cold chills down my spine and tremors of fear through my entire body, almost paralyzing me.  As I suspected, odd footprints on the dusty floor moved away from the cave’s far wall, turned around, and went back. The large, unusual prints disappeared at the base of the wall as if whoever… whatever… had walked right through the solid brick wall!  One footprint was only the heel of a shoe.

Part of me wanted to push on the bricks to see if there was a secret door, but the six-year-old part of me lost his nerve.  As fast as I could move, I pulled my sister up the steps and out the door to safety, slamming and turning the latch on the door behind us. 

I hadn’t told my parents or sister about my experiment.  I left my sister thinking I was just playing another stupid imaginary game.  Vowing to never be in that cave by myself ever, it took me a long time to stop shaking.  I even avoided playing close to the cave for several days.

Another mystery from that night that still puzzles me to this day had to do with time.  My sister and I had been in the cave, what seemed to me at the time to be only a few seconds.  When we came out, the sun had fully set!  It was pitch black, and Dad was yelling for my sister and me at the back steps.  “Did you two get lost?  It’s been an hour since you went outside with the flashlight.  What took so long?”

Neither my sister nor I ever knew the answers to those questions.  It was several weeks later when I confided in my dad, who just shook his head and smiled in disbelief, saying, “Let’s check it out.”  He took me down into the cave.  It had been long enough that the strange footprints were mixed with lots of others.  We both pushed on the back wall, discovering that every brick was solidly mortared in place. 

“See,” my father said, “there is nothing there. So, those footprints must have just been your imagination.”

As I surveyed the remnants of the farm that had played such an important role in helping me grow up, many other mysterious places drew me back.  The deep, mysterious hole near the barn and the “off-limits” part of the creek were barely visible in the moonlight.  Each drew me like a magnet to investigate, but at the same time, they repelled me.  But, as an adult, like invisible fingers, they beckoned me.  I admit I had a wild imagination that created many of my adventures. 

However, the disappearing “junk” thrown into the old silage pit made me wonder if there was a hidden chamber underneath.  It was one of only a few places on the farm where my parents forbade me to play.  The silage pit was close to the cattle barn, almost midway between the cave and the creek.  It seemed to me, as a kid, to swallow up anything tossed or dropped into it.  As one of those “off-limits” places, it was doubly enticing.  When I was five, I remember bravely crawling on my belly, peering into the pit.  When I was supposed to be taking a nap with the younger kids, a force that I can’t describe to this day drew me to the pit.

That day, a movement deep within the pit startled me.  I withdrew to avoid being seen by… it.  It could have been a rat or a raccoon, but the only glimpse I had of it made it appear almost, but not quite, human?  Part of me needed to scream and run to the house.  But the curious part of me wanted to find out what it was.  Nothing would cause me to dare to crawl down into the pit lest something might swallow me.  I waited and watched.

I never got the chance.  “Larry!” I heard my mother call.  It was that tone of voice I learned never to ignore.  The consequences would prove painful.  I’d have to come back another time, even though, or especially since it was one of the three “forbidden” zones.

Another “forbidden zone” was a portion of the creek that was said to have quicksand.  My parents warned me to avoid it, no matter what!  Dad said, “Hidden beasts wait beneath the surface to drag you down.  Mom almost died when the bull chased her into that trap.  The only thing that saved her was the fallen tree she used to drag herself free.” 

The third “forbidden zone” was a gully on the hill’s far side from the house.  Of course, since my parents had forbidden me to go there, it attracted me like a magnet when my younger siblings were napping.  Like the silage pit, some mysteries drew me to investigate.  This invisible “something” often had me crawl on my stomach to the top edge, hoping to catch a glimpse of whatever or whoever was hiding there.

Then there was the old barn where my dad milked our cows.  It was not a “forbidden zone,” but when I played by myself with the calves kept there, I heard strange footsteps walking in the loft overhead.  I never stayed around to find out who or what it was.  I raced to the safety of the house instead.  In my mind, all the “forbidden zones” and the barn were somehow connected.

As an adult, I can’t explain away the voices of invisible people I heard walking by the cabin in the middle of the night.  A friend had joined me for a camp-out at the cabin.  About midnight, we were both awakened by voices. It sounded like teenagers out for a stroll—in the middle of nowhere.  When we got up to investigate, there was nothing there.  The crickets, bullfrogs, and coyotes were silent.  We watched in the bright moonlight as the voices faded into silence.  As if by some invisible signal, the crickets, bullfrogs, and coyotes began to sing again.

These are mysteries that drew me back and made Danny and Jesse want to investigate.

April Daily Devotions

 DAILY DEVOTIONS

Saturday, April 1, 2023

 

WATCHWORD FOR THE WEEK

Luke 9:62 — No one who puts a hand to the plow and looks back is fit for the kingdom of God.

 

SCRIPTURE

Know and see that it is evil and bitter for you to forsake the Lord your God. Jeremiah 2:19

 

Luke 18:22-23 — When Jesus heard this, he said to him, “There is still one thing lacking. Sell all that you own and distribute the money to the poor, and you will have treasure in heaven; then come, follow me.” But when he heard this, he became sad, for he was very rich.

 

THOUGHTS TO PONDER

We always had animals on our farm. Animals require commitment. By and large, once they are under our care, they depend on us for food, water, shelter, and anything they may need in medicine. Without proper care and feeding, animals will get sick and die or attempt to escape, even at the risk of their lives. Abandoned dogs and cats often made their way to our place, starved and fearful. News reports tell of animals in dire conditions, abandoned, abused, or neglected by their owners. It is so good to know that God doesn’t abandon or neglect us. But, are we guilty of treating God with that neglect? We become so involved in managing our own lives all by ourselves and accumulating treasures of this world, forgetting the very God who makes it all possible. Then, when God sends messengers to remind us of our responsibilities, we become defensive, even offensive. May we not be found neglecting God but putting God at the center of our attention! 

 

PRAYER

How good it is, Lord, to have the assurance of Your loving care for us, even when we wander off to do our own thing. Thank You for the gentle—and not so gentle—reminders that all things are possible through You in Jesus’ name. Amen.


DAILY DEVOTIONS

Palm Sunday, April 2, 2023

 

WATCHWORD FOR THE WEEK

John 12:24 — Unless a grain of wheat falls into the earth and dies, it remains just a single grain; but if it dies, it bears much fruit.

 

SCRIPTURE

Hosea 8:12 — Though I write for him the multitude of my instructions, they are regarded as strange things.  

 

Romans 2:13 — For it is not the hearers of the law who are righteous in God’s sight, but the doers of the law who will be justified.

 

THOUGHTS TO PONDER

I’m unsure when I first heard the phrase “In one ear and out the other!” It might have been the day I was told not to play with the baby rabbits, but did, and they got out. Or was it when I was told to study my spelling list but didn’t and got an F? I’m sure the instructions were given and that I heard them, fully intending to carry them out, but got distracted. We are distracted by many things, not necessarily all bad. I’m sure it was a frustration for my parents and my teachers. It was undoubtedly God’s frustration with the people to whom Hosea wrote, as well as the Apostle Paul. Even good things can keep us from carrying out God’s commands. We may have heard them with one ear, but God’s word was already out the other before we did anything about them. It takes considerable concentration to make God’s word and God’s will stick between the ears and settle in our hearts so that we carry them out with more than lip service. How well have you been listening? 

 

PRAYER

Patient Lord, the distractions of our lives become the only excuses we have for failing to follow Your Word and Your Will. Plant Your instruction in our hearts, minds, and souls, and send us reminders through those who love us, so they don’t simply go in one ear and out the other. We pray in Jesus’ name. Amen.

 


DAILY DEVOTIONS

Monday, April 3, 2023

 

WATCHWORD FOR THE WEEK

John 12:24 — Unless a grain of wheat falls into the earth and dies, it remains just a single grain; but if it dies, it bears much fruit.

 

SCRIPTURE

Deuteronomy 5:32 — You must be careful to do as the Lord your God has commanded you; you shall not turn to the right or to the left.

 

Matthew 22:37-40 — Jesus said to him, “‘You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul, and with all your mind.’ This is the greatest and first commandment. And a second is like it: You shall love your neighbor as yourself.’ On these two commandments hang all the law and the prophets.”

 

THOUGHTS TO PONDER

“Go straight home after school!” Those were the words of my uncle, who had talked to my grandmother, who had talked to my mom on the phone. I planned to do just that after picking up a book from a friend. Unfortunately, he lent the book to another friend, so I had to drive to the friend’s house. He wasn’t home, so I had to go across town to where he was working on another friend’s car.... To make an even longer story short, I didn’t make it “straight home” until after my uncle from California had left, and I had missed him. God has given us similar instructions. “Go straight Home! Don’t detour or dawdle. Take the direct route which passes through loving God and loving neighbor!” Easy enough, right? Then why do we deviate from God’s plan? Why do we take other routes and shortcuts that lead us away from God? In so doing, we are opening ourselves to the loss of something far greater than anything we might gain in this world. So, this week, listen carefully and do not turn to the right or the left of God’s plan. The straight route, the way of Love, is the Way to go! 

 

PRAYER

Gracious God, Your instructions are not that complicated. Love! That’s the whole of Your Law in a nutshell. Enable us to center our words and deeds on that simple Theme. Give us the courage to reject those distractions which lead us away from Your love for us in Jesus. Amen.


DAILY DEVOTIONS

Tuesday, April 4, 2023

 

WATCHWORD FOR THE WEEK

John 12:24 — Unless a grain of wheat falls into the earth and dies, it remains just a single grain; but if it dies, it bears much fruit.

 

SCRIPTURE

1 Kings 19:18 — Yet I will leave seven thousand in Israel, all the knees which have not bowed to Baal.

 

John 8:16 — (Jesus said:) “Yet even if I do judge, my judgment is valid; for it is not I alone who judge, but I and the Father who sent me.”

 

THOUGHTS TO PONDER

The jungle hid many soldiers of fortune and other terrifying things. Several of my fellow soldiers had been shot and killed by snipers. I had been lucky, but I was also smaller than most of them and could crawl in places they couldn’t. When Leon was captured, I thought it was all over. I thought I was the only survivor. I was about to give up when Dick got my attention and silently pointed to three other cousins hiding behind him. We still had a fighting chance! I honestly think we could have won the war had my grandmother not called us in for our family reunion lunch. Sometimes living the life of a Christian seems like a losing battle. It seems as if everyone is using foul language, everyone is cheating, and everyone is telling lies, everyone is greedy, everyone is going someplace on Sunday and missing worship.... “Everyone” translates into “I’m the only one who isn’t!” The fact is God has always held on to a remnant of the faithful. We are not alone in being faithful, even if we don’t see the rest of God’s “army.” Instead of surrendering to the forces of evil, hold on to your commitment to God - who knows the truth and judges accordingly. 

 

PRAYER

Faithful Lord, You call us to be faithful to You and Your Word. Open our eyes to see the saints around us who live out Your call every day without fanfare or recognition. Give us the courage to join their “army of the faithful” in living as Your body in our world. We pray in Jesus’ name. Amen.


DAILY DEVOTIONS

Wednesday, April 5, 2023

 

WATCHWORD FOR THE WEEK

John 12:24 — Unless a grain of wheat falls into the earth and dies, it remains just a single grain; but if it dies, it bears much fruit.

 

SCRIPTURE

Psalm 69:32b — You, who seek God, let your hearts revive.

 

Acts 16:14 — A certain woman named Lydia, a worshiper of God, was listening to us; she was from the city of Thyatira and a dealer in purple cloth. The Lord opened her heart to listen eagerly to what was said by Paul.

 

THOUGHTS TO PONDER

We were really beat! We had finished the annual chicken coop cleaning. With over-wintering about a hundred laying hens, it was pretty bad. The word “gross!” fits reasonably well. It had taken two days, lots of breathing breaks (the smell was pretty rank), and Dad’s driving force and encouragement, but it was finished! After cleaning up and changing clothes, we sat around the table, too tired to do much of anything. Then Dad said the words: “...fishing, picnic, Ewing (a favorite fishing spot)” and it was as if we had been given a new lease on life. We were up and ready to go! God’s spirit does that for anyone willing to open their hearts to him. God has a pitcher of promises and power He wants to pour into us. Sadly, too many have closed their hearts to what God offers so freely, and it rolls off as liquid is poured onto an up-ended glass. God’s great joy is to pour His love and grace into a receptive heart so that we might be renewed in body and soul. Are you worn and weary? Need a spiritual lift? God is waiting to pour His Spirit into you. How receptive are you? 

 

PRAYER

Creative and Renewing Lord, when our spirits sag from our daily grind and dealing with the “manure” of the world, breathe You reviving Spirit into us. Give us new energy to love and serve You as we love and serve those who need Your life-renewing Love in Jesus’ name. Amen.


DAILY DEVOTIONS

MAUNDY THURSDAY, April 6, 2023

 

WATCHWORD FOR THE WEEK

John 12:24 — Unless a grain of wheat falls into the earth and dies, it remains just a single grain; but if it dies, it bears much fruit.

 

SCRIPTURE

Psalm 67:1-2 — May God ...make his face to shine upon us, that your way may be known upon earth, your saving power among all nations.

 

Philippians 2:14-15 — Do all things without murmuring and arguing, so that you may be blameless and innocent, children of God without blemish in the midst of a perverse and crooked generation, in which you shine like stars in the world.

 

THOUGHTS TO PONDER

I love “glow-in-the-dark” stuff. We received small crosses and stars that glowed in the dark for one year of perfect attendance in Sunday School. They were really neat at night! I once woke up from a nightmare in which this vicious monster was wrapping me in a bag so that he could eat me later. In terror, my eyes popped open, I took one look at my glow-in-the-dark cross, and the monster disappeared! All I had to do was unravel the blankets and sheets he had tried to wrap me in. I was still shaken up, but before I closed my eyes again, I took a good long look at that cross and said my “Now I lay me down...” prayer again, to be safe. The prayer of the Psalmist and the encouragement of St. Paul to the Philippians is that God’s Light will make us “glow-in-the-dark” and be light to the people of God. The monsters of the world—sin, death, and the Devil—attack at will, but we are to shine like the stars so those who wake up in terror will have someone to cling to for comfort and hope. We don’t have to swallow phosphorus, a poisonous chemical so that we will glow. We only need to approach the throne of Grace, Jesus Christ, so His Light can shine through us to others. “It only takes a spark” of His Light. Let it shine! 

 

PRAYER

Shine, Jesus, shine! Shine on me! Shine in me! Shine through me! Let my light shine for all to see, both friend and enemy! As the Light of the world, let Your presence in my life be known and seen through all I do and say daily. I pray in Your holy name. Amen.

 


DAILY DEVOTIONS

GOOD FRIDAY, April 7, 2023

 

WATCHWORD FOR THE WEEK

John 12:24 — Unless a grain of wheat falls into the earth and dies, it remains just a single grain; but if it dies, it bears much fruit.

 

SCRIPTURE

Leviticus 10:3 — This is what the Lord meant when he said, “Through those who are near me I will show myself holy, and before all the people I will be glorified.”

 

John 19:26-27 — When Jesus saw his mother and the disciple whom he loved standing beside her, he said to his mother, “Woman, here is your son.” Then he said to the disciple, “Here is your mother.” And from that hour, the disciple took her into his own home.

 

THOUGHTS TO PONDER

Moms are great, aren’t they? At least my mom was. Besides the obvious of bringing me into the world, my mother never ceased loving and caring for me—even when I became old enough to care for myself. I can only begin to understand the grief I caused her over the years by my failure to communicate. As a parent myself, I know the anguish of watching my children cut the apron strings and the agony of losing a child who died. God experienced the anguish of severed apron strings with each of His children since Adam and the agony of watching His Son suffer and die. God knew the broken heart of Mary, even as He knows our broken hearts. Thus God sends those who are near Him to share their loving comfort. Jesus, in His dying hour, chose John to care for His mother. In our grief, we may not recognize these “angels” of the Lord, or we may take them for granted, but they are God’s hand of love. This Good Friday, let the love of the Lord help you give thanks to God for His dying concern for His mother and for us. 

 

PRAYER

God of love and compassion, as Jesus made provision for His mother, give us hearts that have compassion for mothers of all ages, especially those who weep for children for whom they have no means of caring. Bless them with the assurance that in Jesus’ name, they are not alone. Amen.

 


DAILY DEVOTIONS

Saturday, April 8, 2023

 

WATCHWORD FOR THE WEEK

John 12:24 — Unless a grain of wheat falls into the earth and dies, it remains just a single grain; but if it dies, it bears much fruit.

 

SCRIPTURE

Amos 5:4 — Thus says the Lord...: Seek me and live.

 

Matthew 7:7 — Ask, and it will be given you; search, and you will find; knock, and the door will be opened for you. 

 

THOUGHTS TO PONDER

Years ago, the bishop’s assistant asked me to recruit some leaders in the church to conduct workshops introducing new Sunday School material. The person who had that position before me explained how he had a tough time getting team members. He sent out announcements of the need, but nobody volunteered. (Sound familiar?) I don’t know that I’m a competent recruiter myself, but I started cultivating a list of people from around the state and talking to them on the phone. It took time and effort, but I had almost every team member I needed within a couple of weeks. The only thing I did differently was to ask directly. The same principle is true in our relationship with God. “We have not because we don’t ask.” God may know something we don’t and lovingly say, “No,” or “When the time is right,” but God always answers. I keep a prayer journal where I write my prayer requests. Then, once a month, I check off the prayers that are answered. I am constantly amazed that it has far more items checked off (answered) than are not. Yes, God knows our needs before we ask, but one of our primary needs is to know our need for Him. Have you been asking, searching, knocking? Have you been writing down your lists of prayer requests for future reference? Maybe it’s time you did! 

 

PRAYER

All-knowing God, who knows our requests before we ask, but who also knows our real need better than we ourselves, draw us daily to a close and intimate relationship with You. Please help us to see the difference between our needs and our greed. Make us instruments of Your answers to the prayers of others who ask in Jesus’ name. Amen.


DAILY DEVOTIONS

Sunday, April 9, 2023

THE RESURRECTION OF OUR LORD

 

WATCHWORD FOR THE WEEK

Matthew 20:28 — The Son of Man came not to be served but to serve and to give his life a ransom for many.

 

SCRIPTURE

Psalm 7:1 — O Lord my God, in you I take refuge; save me from all my pursuers, and deliver me.

 

Colossians 1:13 — The Father has rescued us from the power of darkness and translated us into the kingdom of his beloved Son.

 

THOUGHTS TO PONDER

We tried to gather all the eggs from all the nests, even those that certain hens tried to hide from us, but there was always one hen that would outwit us. That one hen, in particular, was a master at hiding her nest and disappearing for long periods of time. Usually, this time in the spring, we would see her leading her flock, sometimes as many as a dozen little chicks. She was a fierce protector of her brood. Our dog, three or four times her size, knew better than to get near her chicks. She would cluck at the slightest sign of danger, and they would scurry under her protective wings, peeking out occasionally to see what was going on. Like that mother hen, God guards and protects us, his brood, in life and in death. The Easter Egg is a good reminder that even death cannot defeat our Lord. The tomb was empty! The egg has hatched! We are born again! Death cannot claim us because Christ has claimed us—forever, and ever, and ever! Amen!!! 

 

PRAYER

Happy Easter, Lord! What joy You must have experienced when Your Son rose from the tomb. Give us a sense of that powerful joy as we worship You and celebrate the amazing Gift You have demonstrated for us in the resurrection of Jesus. Thank You, God! Thank You, Jesus! Amen.

 

 


DAILY DEVOTIONS

Monday, April 10, 2023

 

WATCHWORD FOR THE WEEK

Matthew 20:28 — The Son of Man came not to be served but to serve and to give his life a ransom for many.

 

SCRIPTURE

Psalm 142:7 — Bring me out of prison, so that I may give thanks to your name.

 

Acts 16:25-26 — About midnight, Paul and Silas were praying and singing hymns to God, and the prisoners were listening to them. Suddenly there was an earthquake so violent that the foundations of the prison were shaken, and immediately all the doors were opened, and everyone’s chains were unfastened. 

 

THOUGHTS TO PONDER

Our prison was made with sticks and twine. Its roof was the shade of a mulberry tree whose trunk doubled as the major support for the wobbly prison bars. Its door was a line drawn in the dust marking an invisible solid steel door even a bulldozer couldn’t break through. With special permission, I once spent a long, uncomfortable, sleepless night in another kind of prisona city jail. I have also been given tours of a state prison and a federal medical prison. In addition, I’ve visited self-inflicted prisons of sin and addictions as people unraveled their stories in my office. Some people love their prisons more than life. Others hate their prisons but feel helpless to break out. Like our childhood “line in the dust and invisible steel door,” their prisons keep them chained to sins, habits, and lifestyles they know are wrongeven destructive, but they have lost the key. Paul and Silas were stripped of their clothing, flogged, and thrown into prison. Instead of feeling sorry for themselves, they prayed and sang hymns to God. When the earth shook, their chains fell, and they were free. What kind of prisons are you in? How are you dealing with them? Have you tried the prayer, praise, and thanksgiving of worship? God loves to shake things up on our behalf! Why not ask Him to do so for you, as He sets you free from sin, death, and the Devil? 

 

PRAYER

Gracious God, as You came to set the prisoner free through Jesus, I invite You to set me free from those prisons which keep me from loving and serving You with all my heart, mind, and soul. Break the chains that bind me to anything that separates me from You. I pray in Jesus’ name. Amen.


DAILY DEVOTIONS

Tuesday, April 11, 2023

 

WATCHWORD FOR THE WEEK

Matthew 20:28 — The Son of Man came not to be served but to serve and to give his life a ransom for many.

SCRIPTURE

Psalm 71:9 — Do not cast me off in the time of old age; do not forsake me when my strength is spent.

 

Romans 4:19 — Abraham did not weaken in faith when he considered his own body, which was already as good as dead (for he was about a hundred years old), or when he considered the barrenness of Sarah’s womb.

 

THOUGHTS TO PONDER

When I was young, I thought my grandparents, in their 60’s, were really old! They wore old clothes. They spoke in the dialect of the “old country.” They remembered old “stuff” from ancient times before I was born. As I quickly approach the 80’s, I’m amazed at how my image of “old” has changed! I am truly blessed to be able to visit lots of older people. They have taught me that “old” is a matter of the body, mind, and spirit. I have met some 60-something people who are really old and ancient, with one foot already in the grave. But, on the other hand, I have the great joy of working with 80 and 90-something people whose minds and spirits (and, in some cases, bodies) are younger than mine! What a thrill it is to visit with them. They may be retired, but they haven’t stopped living. They are the ones who, like old Abraham, know that God hasn’t finished with them yet, and are looking for the next great adventure God directs their way! How old are youin REAL yearsnot just chronological? Want to grow younger? God has a few ideas for those willing to turn themselves over to Him. 

 

PRAYER

Truly Ancient of Days, You were before the world was created. As You are constantly creating and recreating, keep us young in spirit so that we can follow Your example. Give us strength, energy, and daily renewal of our bodies, minds, and souls so that we live for You in Jesus’ name. Amen.


DAILY DEVOTIONS

Wednesday, April 12, 2023

 

WATCHWORD FOR THE WEEK

Matthew 20:28 — The Son of Man came not to be served but to serve and to give his life a ransom for many.

 

SCRIPTURE

Psalm 50:23 — Those who bring thanksgiving at their sacrifice honor me; to those who go the right way, I will show the salvation of God.

 

Hebrews 13:16 — Do not neglect to do good and to share what you have, for such sacrifices are pleasing to God. 

 

THOUGHTS TO PONDER

Teaching children to say “thank you” is a continuous process. Parents who teach it best have lived thankfully and modeled it for their children. I’ve been carrying around a quote by Patrick Henry Reardon for several years. Perhaps it’s time I shared it: “Suppose for a moment that God began taking from us the many things for which we failed to give thanks. Which of our limbs and faculties would be left? Would I still have my hands and my mind? And what about loved ones? If God were to take from me all those persons and things for which I have not given thanks, who or what would be left for me?” Our thanks need to come from the heart. We need to be shown them with more than lip service. Sadly, we don’t appreciate our health until we lose it. For that matter, the same is true of our limbs, our friends, and our co-workers. We may say thanks in worship, in serving those in need, and in sacrificial living. What would God take from you if God were not merciful and filled with compassion? Take time to thank God for the small things this dayin word and deed. 

 

PRAYER

Most merciful and compassionate God, thank you! As I think of every part of my body and of every member of Your Body with whom I work and play, I give thanks. Help me to see and appreciate every gift You give me, especially the gift of grace I have received through Jesus, my Savior. Amen.


DAILY DEVOTIONS

Thursday, April 13, 2023

 

WATCHWORD FOR THE WEEK

Matthew 20:28 — The Son of Man came not to be served but to serve and to give his life a ransom for many.

 

SCRIPTURE

Psalm 71:20 — You who have made me see many troubles and calamities will revive me again.

 

Matthew 21:15-16 — The blind and the lame came to Jesus in the temple, and he cured them. But when the chief priests and the scribes saw the amazing things that he did and heard the children crying out in the temple, “Hosanna to the Son of David,” they became angry and said to him, “Do you hear what these are saying?” Jesus said to them, “Yes; have you never read, ‘Out of the mouths of infants and nursing babies you have prepared praise for yourself’?”

 

THOUGHTS TO PONDER

I love children’s sermons. I loved to hear them when I was a kid. Pastor Ritzen was great at giving them. I still love listening to them when I sit in a pew. I love to give them myself. I even collected some of those children’s sermons in a book—Let Them Answer. What makes them fun is that the children preach them. I have learned that no matter how well I prepare, the children can change the sermon entirely with a thought I hadn’t thought of before. I truly believe the Holy Spirit loves to speak through children. I even suspect the Holy Spirit uses the children to keep me on my toes. They are so honest and willing to sing and talk about Jesus in amazing ways! Sometimes, when they get going, I’d like to chuck the adult sermon and see where the Spirit will lead us. (The adult in me remembers the hours I’ve spent preparing the adult sermon and hates to waste it, but perhaps the mouths of infants and children may have a more profound message.) May the spontaneous faith of a little child keep you on your spiritual toes too! 

 

PRAYER

Surprising Lord, how amazed the world has been that You would be born as a child. You know the joys, the sorrows, and the exciting adventures of a growing and learning Child. Help us remember that innocence and that faith in the lives of children around us. We pray in the name of Jesus, our Christ Child. Amen.


DAILY DEVOTIONS

Friday, April 14, 2023

 

WATCHWORD FOR THE WEEK

Matthew 20:28 — The Son of Man came not to be served but to serve and to give his life a ransom for many.

 

SCRIPTURE

Psalm 71:15 — My mouth will tell of your righteous acts, of your deeds of salvation all day long.

 

Romans 15:5-6 — May the God of steadfastness and encouragement grant you to live in harmony with one another in accordance with Christ Jesus, so that together you may with one voice glorify the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ.

 

THOUGHTS TO PONDER

When we received the news that we would be the parents of our first child, we were beside ourselves with joy. We had expected to return to the adoption agency one more time before we would know if we were approved and if a baby was available. But, to our happy surprise, we were approved and told that we could pick up our bundle of joy the following day. We wasted no time and called everyone we knew! After all the medical tests and the waiting, we were ecstatic with excitement. Was our good news any more exciting than the Good News that Jesus died for our sins so that we could be “born anew to a living faith,” or that salvation is ours because of God’s love, which is ours in Christ Jesus? How well does your mouth tell of God’s marvelous deeds? How often do you lift up your voice to glorify the God and Father of our Lord Jesus? Maybe it’s time to start! 

 

PRAYER

How good it is, Lord God, to share good news with family and friends! How good it is to spread the cheerful happiness of personal joys. Give us that same joy when we share the Good News of Your loving grace, which comes to us daily through Your Son, Jesus, our Lord. Amen.


DAILY DEVOTIONS

Saturday, April 15, 2023

 

WATCHWORD FOR THE WEEK

Matthew 20:28 — The Son of Man came not to be served but to serve and to give his life a ransom for many.

 

SCRIPTURE

Jeremiah 10:6 — There is none like you, O Lord; you are great, and your name is great in might.

 

Matthew 6:9 — Our Father in heaven, hallowed be your name.

 

THOUGHTS TO PONDER

When we lived in Missouri, we were offered free tickets to some great shows in Branson, by people who worked in the shows or behind the scenes—Bobby Vinton and Tony Orlando were a couple of shows. All we had to do was mention the name of the person who offered the tickets and they were there waiting for us. This Christmas, we received some wonderful gifts. One really nice one was a gift card for meals at a nice restaurant. All we had to do was present the card with the person’s name, and our meals were paid for! What a fantastic experience it was. In the name of a friend, we were entertained. In the name of a friend, we were fed. It is great to know someone important. But, the most incredible fact is that those who know Jesus have that kind of access before the throne of grace! In the name of Jesus, He is present where two or more are gathered. In the name of Jesus, our sins are forgiven, our healing is begun and completed, and our salvation is assured. So, when it comes to His name, Jesus loves to have us be “name droppers.” On whose name will you depend? 

 

PRAYER

You, O Lord, give us permission and a command to use Your name in prayer, praise, and thanksgiving. We thank You for that gift and ask that You help us guard Your name against misuse and abuse so that we can keep Your name holy. Amen.


DAILY DEVOTIONS

Sunday, April 16, 2023

 

WATCHWORD FOR THE WEEK

John 3:14b-15 — The Son of Man must be lifted up, that whoever believes in him may have eternal life.

 

SCRIPTURE

 Jeremiah 32:40 — I will make an everlasting covenant with them, never to draw back from doing good to them.

 

Matthew 26:27-28 — Jesus took the cup, and after giving thanks, he gave it to them, saying: “Drink from it, all of you; for this is my blood of the covenant, which is poured out for many for the forgiveness of sins.”

 

THOUGHTS TO PONDER

“Cross my heart and hope to die. Stick a needle in my eye!” With such solemn oaths, we joined the ranks of soldiers marching off to fight the fiercest enemy anyone could face. We considered them animals that showed no mercy when they attacked. After being sworn in, we gathered our weapons and marched 50,000 miles across the burning desert, through a raging river full of man-eating fish, and over the tallest mountains in the world before we caught sight of the enemy. We crawled through snake-infested underbrush to keep from being seen as we surrounded them. Then without warning, we rounded the enemy up without a single casualty on either side and marched our prisoners off, taking a shortcut that got us back just in time to milk the cows. Jesus fulfilled a solemn covenant made by God to Abraham and all who believe, facing an even crueler enemy than we ever imagined as children, taking the brunt of all suffering, shame, and death upon Himself to win the victory. His struggle with the powers of sin, death, and the Devil was not imaginary. They were real. And when we receive His body and blood in Holy Communion, we receive His real presence and His real forgiveness. Thanks be to God. We are the victors because of the covenant Christ has fulfilled with His own blood! 

 

PRAYER

Thank You, Jesus, for fighting the true enemy of our salvation on our behalf. Walk with us daily as we face remnants of the enemy, still bent on capturing our allegiance and our souls. Guide us in the Way that truly leads to eternal life with You.  Amen.


DAILY DEVOTIONS

Monday, April 17, 2023

 

WATCHWORD FOR THE WEEK

John 3:14b-15 — The Son of Man must be lifted up, that whoever believes in him may have eternal life.

 

SCRIPTURE

Micah 5:2 — And you, O Bethlehem Ephrata, who are one of the little clans of Judah, from you shall come forth for me one who is to rule in Israel, whose origin is of old, from ancient days.

 

John 12:24 — (Jesus said:) “Unless a grain of wheat falls into the earth and dies, it remains just a single grain; but if it dies, it bears much fruit.”

 

THOUGHTS TO PONDER

It’s important for farmers and gardeners to keep the average “last frost date” in mind. I’ve pushed the envelope several times and lost everything I planted. However, I couldn’t resist planting some seeds the other day. I know they will die in the dirt, but I also know that they won’t live unless they die. (I hope they won’t die again because of a frost!) God plants seeds too. He planted them in a nomad named Abraham. God planted them in a small clan called Judah in a tiny little town called Bethlehem. God plants them even in you and me in the hopes that they will germinate and become living words that we will pass on to others. These seeds of promise may seem to die within us for a brief time, but they are created genetically perfect by God to take root in the hearts of anyone confessing Christ as Lord. The very nature of the seed is to produce much fruit. We don’t have to worry about that part. The only thing we have to do is keep it watered (remembering our baptism) and nurture it with God’s grace (receiving Holy communion). Christ has done the rest by giving His body and blood on the cross and leading the way for us through death to resurrection. The seed is sown. How will you receive it? How will you “serve” it?

 

PRAYER

Holy Gardener, thank You for the seeds and the soil, which reminds us of Your gracious care for all You created. Bless the seeds we plant this season and the soil in which we plant them. Bless also the seeds of the gospel we plant in Jesus’ name, that they may produce an abundance of Harvest. Amen.


DAILY DEVOTIONS

Tuesday, April 18, 2023

 

WATCHWORD FOR THE WEEK

John 3:14b-15 — The Son of Man must be lifted up, that whoever believes in him may have eternal life.

 

SCRIPTURE

Psalm 9:10 — And those who know your name put their trust in you, for you, O Lord, have not forsaken those who seek you.

 

Romans 5:5 — Hope does not disappoint us because God’s love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit that has been given to us.

 

THOUGHTS TO PONDER

My father was a man of his word. I cannot remember a single promise he made that he did not keep - for me or anyone else for that matter. Even when he knew the fishing would be lousy right after a rain, he trooped over the muddy hill to the dam with my sister, twin brothers, and me to keep a promise. I never understood until after he died just how many people came to rely on him because he was a man of his word. He was not a deeply religious man, but his knowledge of scripture often surprised me. He knew the Lord behind the words in the Book as One in whose name he could rely on through blizzards, droughts, crop failures, and loss of valuable animals to disease. I have had the joyful privilege of knowing and visiting with many others whose lives reflect that kind of faith. By comparison, my own faith pales, and I have much to learn and practice. How about you? 

 

PRAYER

Faithful and Trustworthy God, I thank You for people like my earthly father, who taught me the importance of promise-keeping by their example. Instill in me a burning desire to follow their example, even as they followed Yours. I pray in Jesus’ name. Amen.


DAILY DEVOTIONS

Wednesday, April 19, 2023

 

WATCHWORD FOR THE WEEK

John 3:14b-15 — The Son of Man must be lifted up, that whoever believes in him may have eternal life.

 

SCRIPTURE

Psalm 63:8 — My soul clings to you; your right hand upholds me.

 

Matthew 9:25 — But when the crowd had been put aside, he went and took the daughter of Jairus by the hand, and the girl got up.

 

THOUGHTS TO PONDER

Our neighbors had honey bees. We loved the honey they produced, and there was no more in our honey jar. Following a rain, Dad took me with him to buy some honey from the neighbors. To get to their place, we had to walk through the cornfield behind our house, along the creek in the pasture, and over the narrowest part of the creek. Crossing the creek was scary for a five-year-old. It looked like a raging river after the rain. Dad crossed over, carefully choosing his path. Then he reached his hand across as far as he could and told me to grab it. To do so, I had to take a big step into the edge of the creek. Just as I reached for his hand, my foot sank in the mud, but Dad made an extra effort, grabbed my hand, and lifted me up, out of the mud and over the rushing stream. Jesus did that for Peter when he attempted to walk on water. He does that for us too, when we try to cross over difficult times in our lives. When we reach out our hand to Him, Jesus lovingly takes our hand, lifts us up, and helps us to live again. Need a hand? Jesus has one for you. 

 

PRAYER

Jesus, Son of God and Hand of God, lift me up when I am down, hold me up when I think I’m sinking, raise me up when I’m afraid of going under. Give me the strength to reach for You and the courage to take the next step, whatever or wherever it may be. Amen.


DAILY DEVOTIONS

Thursday, April 20, 2023

WATCHWORD FOR THE WEEK

John 3:14b-15 — The Son of Man must be lifted up, that whoever believes in him may have eternal life.

 

SCRIPTURE

Micah 5:2 — He shall stand and feed his flock in the strength of the Lord.

 

John 10:11 — (Jesus said:) “I am the good shepherd. The good shepherd lays down his life for the sheep.”

 

THOUGHTS TO PONDER

Shepherds, in Bible times, were considered unclean, second-class citizens because they had to spend the Sabbath with their sheep instead of at the temple. But anyone who has raised sheep will tell you of the shepherd’s importance. A dedicated shepherd could make or break a farmer, even today. The life and health of every sheep is in their hands. The image of the shepherd in the words of the prophets was no accident. Those of high standing may have rejected the shepherd, but it was these very shepherds who risked and spent their lives to save the sheep. Jesus did that for us! Though rejected, denied, and betrayed, Jesus entered the battle for our souls at the cost of His own life. He who was in the beginning of creation was there forming us in our mother’s wombs and providing for us in every way so that we would have Life—not just an earthly “good life”—but the abundance of eternal life. This Good Shepherd has been through the valley of the shadow of death and comes out the victor. Who would you rather follow? 

 

PRAYER

Our Good and Caring Shepherd, we give thanks for Your self-sacrificing love for us. Give us hearts that follow Your example in caring for the hurt and the homeless, the lost and the lonely, the fallen and the fearful. Bless us so we can be blessings to others, in Jesus’ name. Amen.


DAILY DEVOTIONS

Friday, April 21, 2023

 

WATCHWORD FOR THE WEEK

John 3:14b-15 — The Son of Man must be lifted up, that whoever believes in him may have eternal life.

 

SCRIPTURE

2 Kings 13:23 — The Lord turned toward them because of his covenant with Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob, and would not destroy them; nor has he banished them from his presence until now.

 

Romans 3:3-4 — What if some were unfaithful? Will their unfaithfulness nullify the faithfulness of God? By no means!

 

THOUGHTS TO PONDER

Just because “everybody” is doing it doesn’t mean it’s right! When I was a kid, we had an old abandoned car sitting in the trees. We used to drive that car all over the world. On one of our trips through Russia, we were attacked by tanks and a huge army, which we plowed through, barely escaping with our lives. One of my visiting cousins thought we were getting low on gas, so we all piled out, grabbed hands full of special fuel (gravel from the driveway), and carefully poured it into the gas tank—until it was full! We then headed for a war with the Zulus in Africa. When Dad decided to sell the old car, he was furious with what was in the gas tank. Our attempts to say “everyone was doing it” did not cut the mustard! Dad spent hours cleaning and repairing the gas tank before the buyer arrived. I suggested letting the guy who bought it take care of it, but Dad shook his head: “We don’t do things like that.” Even though we were “unfaithful,” Dad was “faithful,” no matter the cost. So it is with God’s love for us. Even our “unfaithfulness” does not divert God from being faithful to us and keeping His covenant with us. 

 

PRAYER

Faithful God, it is so easy to follow the world’s example, even when we know it is not right. Guide us into the Way that is right and leads us on Your path of loving faithfulness. Use us, Lord, as reminders to others that “everybody” is not You, and their ways are not Your Ways. We pray in Jesus’ name. Amen.


DAILY DEVOTIONS

Saturday, April 22, 2023

 

WATCHWORD FOR THE WEEK

John 3:14b-15 — The Son of Man must be lifted up, that whoever believes in him may have eternal life.

 

SCRIPTURE

Isaiah 26:12 — O Lord, you will ordain peace for us, for indeed, all that we have done, you have done for us.

 

Colossians 1:20 — Through him, God was pleased to reconcile to himself all things, whether on earth or in heaven, by making peace through the blood of his cross.

 

THOUGHTS TO PONDER

I grew up at the end of World War II. I don’t remember many of the events when it ended because I was too young to understand them. However, I do remember the announcement on my grandparent’s radio of the end of the Korean War. It was pretty noisy with static, but we could hear the horns blasting and people cheering when it ended. I look forward to the day when there will be peace in our troubled world again—here and in every land. Peace comes at a hefty cost in lives and money. The Peace of God came at the cost of Christ on the cross, paid for with His own blood. Until we who live in this troubled world are reconciled with God, we will never know His Peace. We may live to see a day when nations are not fighting against nations, but that is not peace - only a cessation of fighting. Peace is a gift of God that reaches into the depths of our hearts to bring reconciliation and one-ness with God and our brothers and sisters from creation. That Peace may require God’s intervention on the Day of the Lord. When that comes, may we be at Peace with God and one another. 

 

PRAYER

Peace-giving God, all of Your creation longs for the shalom (peace) that only You can give. Fighting and forcing ideologies, prejudices, and doctrines on others, we all fall into the trap of the evil one. Guard us against such thinking and guide us in the way of true peace with You and one another, in Jesus’ name. Amen.

 


DAILY DEVOTIONS

Sunday, April 23, 2023

 

WATCHWORD FOR THE WEEK

Revelation 1:18 — I was dead, and see, I am alive forever and ever, and I have the keys of Death and of Hades.

 

SCRIPTURE

Isaiah 51:12 — I, I am he who comforts you. Why are you afraid of a mere mortal who must die?

 

John 16:7 — (Jesus said:) “I tell you the truth: it is to your advantage that I go away, for if I do not go away, the advocate will not come to you; but if I go, I will send him to you.”

 

THOUGHTS TO PONDER

I can’t say I’ve ever been afraid of death—ghosts, goblins, creatures of the night, and the school bully, yes, but not death. Sue and I love to travel. We were in Jerusalem when a bomb exploded on a city bus. We were in Egypt a few days before an attack killed several people near the museum in Cairo we had toured. We returned from Germany only a few days before the 9-11 attack. Some might call our travel risky or even foolish, even though we use caution and common sense in choosing our routes and destinations. However, I don’t believe in stepping in front of a freight train, so we did cancel one trip because of the threat of war. The certainty that God is in charge of our lives and souls is at the heart of our confidence. Whether we live or die is in God’s hands anyway. Jesus has sent His Spirit to be with us always, even when confronting those who might be able to kill our physical bodies but have no power over our spiritual bodies. They belong to Christ. That is the promise for those who commit their lives to Christ. Who terrifies you enough to keep you from your mission as a servant of Christ? May the love of Christ overshadow your fear with confidence and joy!

 

PRAYER

O God, our Guardian and Guide, thank You for watching over us in this life and the next. Keep us from making foolish choices, but help us to trust in Your grace to see us through every difficulty. Bless those whose lives in this world are ended by terrorists, accidents, or weather. We pray in Jesus’ name. Amen.


DAILY DEVOTIONS

Monday, April 24, 2023

 

WATCHWORD FOR THE WEEK

Revelation 1:18 — I was dead, and see, I am alive forever and ever, and I have the keys of Death and of Hades.

 

SCRIPTURE

Nehemiah 2:20 — The God of heaven is the one who will give us success, and we, his servants, are going to start building.

 

Ephesians 3:20-21 — Now to him who by the power at work within us is able to accomplish abundantly far more than all we can ask or imagine, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus to all generations, forever and ever. Amen.

 

THOUGHTS TO PONDER

Mom planted a garden in a weed patch that Dad had plowed the previous fall. The year before, we had a drought, so planting anything in that dusty patch seemed like a waste. But the garden went in anyway. That night at supper, we prayed for our garden, asking for rain and a good harvest. We had to water everything the first two days after planting to settle the dust and give the seeds a fighting chance. Then, as if God said, “Stand back! Let me show you what I can do.” it began to drizzle ever so gently. That was the last time we had to carry water the whole summer! By the end of the season, we were giving away bushels of tomatoes to anyone who would take them. We had a bumper crop of everything. Some may say we were lucky because it rained that summer, but we knew the truth: God sent the rains and nourished the seeds. God gave us strength to pull all the weeds—and there were LOTS of them. Even as God could do what we could not with our garden, God wants to do with each of our lives. God has a plan for us, like a garden map, and success is guaranteed when we commit our lives to His plan. What is your plan? Have you talked to God about it? Our ways are not always His, you know!

 

PRAYER

Creative and Life-giving God, thank You for the seeds, soil, rain, and sunshine. Let them all come together with Your blessing so we may share their produce with those who have little or nothing. Let Your hand rest upon us as we work in the garden caring for Your gifts, in Jesus’ name. Amen.


DAILY DEVOTIONS

Tuesday, April 25, 2023

 

WATCHWORD FOR THE WEEK

Revelation 1:18 — I was dead, and see, I am alive forever and ever, and I have the keys of Death and of Hades.

 

SCRIPTURE

Psalm 23:1 — The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.

 

Matthew 9:36 — When he saw the crowds, he had compassion for them because they were harassed and helpless, like sheep without a shepherd.

 

THOUGHTS TO PONDER

Domestic sheep are pretty helpless critters. Without a shepherd to lead them, they wander aimlessly, get stuck in places they can’t get out of, are defenseless against most predators, and die of thirst rather than drink from a moving stream. Lambing season offers additional hazards for both the ewe and the newborn. Our friends, Bob and Jackie Aue raised sheep for many years and, like the biblical shepherds, would often spend entire nights in the barn when lambs were about to be born. More than once, their compassionate hearts caused them to carry a sick or orphaned lamb into the house so that it would not die from exposure or be hurt by a mean-spirited mother sheep who saw this newborn as a threat to their own lamb. The Lord is our shepherd in that same spirit, compassionately leading us to safety and guiding our path through perilous times. Our part is simple: follow the Shepherd. That’s all He asks. So may we learn to know the Shepherd’s voice so we can follow where He leads us—to green pastures, still waters, and Home. 

 

PRAYER

Our Good Shepherd, with so many distractions leading us away from Your voice and Your Way when we stray, gently guide us back to You so we can enjoy the gifts of Your grace. Give us the voice of a shepherd with the lost and lonely sheep of our world so we can lead them to You. Amen.


DAILY DEVOTIONS

Wednesday, April 26, 2023

 

WATCHWORD FOR THE WEEK

Revelation 1:18 — I was dead, and see, I am alive forever and ever, and I have the keys of Death and of Hades.

 

SCRIPTURE

Jeremiah 10:24 — Correct me, O Lord, but in just measure; not in your anger, or you will bring me to nothing. 

 

Luke 15:24 — (The father said:) “This son of mine was dead and is alive again; he was lost and is found.”

 

THOUGHTS TO PONDER

I don’t know about you, but I find great comfort in the words of the father in the parable of the prodigal son. I didn’t squander my father’s inheritance, but I haven’t always been a good steward of my Father’s gifts. I have not lived a wild and promiscuous life, but I haven’t always remained in intimate communication with the One who is preparing a Home for me. No “sin thermometer” declares one sin worse than any other, so I can’t compare my sins to anyone else and puff myself up in pride, declaring that I’m not as bad as they are. Instead, like the prodigal, I, too, must bow to my Father, admit my failures to fulfill His plan for me, and accept His grace. The good news is that God makes me alive even though I was (deservedly) dead. Even though I was lost in my own godhood, I am found in His Godhood. May these words give you comfort and hope also. That is God’s gift to all who return. 

 

PRAYER

Loving Father, we thank You for standing at the gate, longing to see us every time we stray. While we may be embarrassed or fearful of returning to Your embrace, place in our hearts an overpowering longing to return to You so that we may know the Love of Jesus again. Amen.


DAILY DEVOTIONS

Thursday, April 27, 2023

 

WATCHWORD FOR THE WEEK

Revelation 1:18 — I was dead, and see, I am alive forever and ever, and I have the keys of Death and of Hades.

 

SCRIPTURE

Psalm 1:3 — The righteous are like trees planted by streams of water, which yield their fruit in its season, and their leaves do not wither.

 

Philippians 1:9, 11 — And this is my prayer, that your love may overflow more and more with knowledge and full insight, ...having produced the harvest of righteousness that comes through Jesus Christ for the glory and praise of God.

 

THOUGHTS TO PONDER

Our farm had a spring-fed creek running through it. Even during a drought, the cows always found water trickling along the meandering stream and pooling in low places. It was also a place we loved to play because the water was cool, and the willow, mulberry, and maple trees and raspberry and gooseberry bushes growing along the creek were always green, providing shade and sweet treats during those hot, thirsty summer days. Growing near the source of life, they prospered. People whose souls grow close to the Source of their life discover that truth also but often grow so accustomed to what they have that they don’t appreciate it until they have moved away from God and find themselves thirsty for more than the world provides. The Stream of Living Water did not move but waits patiently for their return. It is here that droughts end, physically and spiritually. It is here I am drawn when words fail. It is here that I am renewed and made productive again. Here the fruits of righteousness fill our cup to overflowing. In the midst of a spiritual drought? This Stream is always flowing and free for those who seek to sink their roots into real Life! Come, you who are thirsty! Come! 

 

PRAYER

O Living Water, shower us with Your new and refreshing life. When we are wilting from sadness, sickness, hurt, or hunger, fill us with new energy and lift our sagging spirits. Renew within us Your love for others who need to be refreshed and renewed also. In Jesus’ name we pray. Amen.

 


DAILY DEVOTIONS

Friday, April 28, 2023

 

WATCHWORD FOR THE WEEK

Revelation 1:18 — I was dead, and see, I am alive forever and ever, and I have the keys of Death and of Hades.

 

SCRIPTURE

Haggai 1:13 — I am with you, says the Lord.

 

 Matthew 18:20 — (Jesus said:) “Where two or three are gathered together in my name, I am there among them.”

 

THOUGHTS TO PONDER

Growing up with a house full of brothers and sisters was a lot of fun. There was always something to do and someone to play with. There was always someone to help with difficult chores and scary trips into the storm cellar to get potatoes for supper. While I grew up a social person who likes to be around other people, there were times when I felt the need to be alone. So I found my secret place under a huge cedar tree overlooking our winding creek. It was over the hill from the house, so no one could see me except the nest of doves in my tree who sang love songs to me. I usually went there when I was angry, sad, or just tired of being with people. Here I could write adventures in my mind, pray intimately with Jesus, or just sit and soak up the sounds of the creek, the birds, and the breeze. I seldom spent more than an hour in my quiet place. It refreshed me, but I needed people. I needed someone to touch me, hug me, say they loved me, and even argue with me. God is with us always, even when we’re alone, but I’ve discovered the joy of experiencing His forgiving grace in the presence of others. Jesus, too, enjoyed time alone and always returned to be in the fellowship of others. How about you?  

 

PRAYER

Loving Lord, it is good to be in a quiet place with You, but Your promise still holds true: “Where two or three are gathered in my name, I am there.” In the busyness of life, help us to remember the importance of bothalone time and together time. We pray in Your holy name. Amen.


DAILY DEVOTIONS

Saturday, April 29, 2023

 

WATCHWORD FOR THE WEEK

Revelation 1:18 — I was dead, and see, I am alive forever and ever, and I have the keys of Death and of Hades.

 

SCRIPTURE

1 Samuel 2:1 — My heart exults in the Lord.

 

John 20:20 — Jesus showed them his hands and his side. Then the disciples rejoiced when they saw the Lord. 

 

THOUGHTS TO PONDER

We thought she was as good as dead. Lady was foaming at the mouth and shaking from the effects of a dose of anti-freeze she found in the neighbor’s garage. Dane had been training her for the county fair, which was to begin the next day. It did not look good when we raced her off to the vet. Emergency treatment minimized the aftereffects. When we went to pick her up on the way to the fair, we couldn’t believe our eyes. The veterinarian had given her a bath and had her ready for the competition. I can’t describe the joy of a twelve-year-old, the pleasure of seeing his dog returned from the edge of death, and the joy of being able to show her at the fair. Perhaps I’m strange and unusual, but I can tell tale after tale of the times I’ve had to stop, wipe tears away, and thank God. It happened the day Sue and I were married, the days Dane and later Dan came into our lives.... So even now, I feel a swelling in my throat as I think of the day I will see Jesus face to face as I join the heavenly choirs. What makes you rejoice? 

 

PRAYER

Blessed Redeemer, thank You for those incredible experiences in this life which prepare us for the joy we will experience in Your presence. When we look dead on the outside and even feel it a little on the inside, remind us of the Real Life awaiting us in the Place You have prepared for us, in Jesus’ name. Amen.


DAILY DEVOTIONS

Sunday, April 30, 2023

 

WATCHWORD FOR THE WEEK

Ephesians 1:3 — Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ! By his great mercy, he has given us a new birth into a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead.

 

SCRIPTURE

Hosea 4:1 — Hear the word of the Lord! For the Lord has an indictment against the inhabitants of the land. There is no faithfulness or loyalty and no knowledge of God in the land.

 

John 17:15 — (Jesus said:) “I am not asking you to take them out of the world, but I ask you to protect them from the evil one.”

 

THOUGHTS TO PONDER

We had some outstanding teachers in our country school. They usually only stayed a year or two. Looking back, I can’t imagine how they managed 16—20 kids, kindergarten through eighth grade. These teachers were janitors, nurses, mothers, recreation directors, and teachers preparing and teaching every class without help. It isn’t any wonder that they had some bad days. I think it was my fifth-grade teacher who had the most temper tantrums. If she was having a bad day, we were all on edge because she loved to take recess away from everyone if one person got out of hand. God is not just a teacher having a bad day and a tantrum. God observes and sees all, judging in our day, even as He did in Hosea’s day, the lack of faithfulness among the people of our land. Jesus did not ask that we be pampered but that we be protected from the evil one who rejoices that God’s people have stopped studying His Word and worshiping His holy name. Being part of the world, we may catch some of the flak from the judgment to come, but we have the promise, and the guarantee paid for by our Savior on behalf of the faithful. Are you living faithfully in the world, or are you just another part of the faithless world? 

 

PRAYER

Faithful God, when we are faithless, lift our sights from ourselves to You. When we fall, lift us up and help us to walk in Your Way. Give us hearts hungry for Your Word and Your Guidance, so we are led back to a faithful relationship with You. We pray in Jesus’ name. Amen.