A good teacher is like a candle – it consumes itself to light the way for others.
~ Mustafa Kemal Atatürk, translated from Turkish
2 And I John saw the holy city, new Jerusalem, coming down from God out of heaven, prepared as a bride adorned for her husband.
3 And I heard a great voice out of heaven saying, Behold, the tabernacle of God is with men, and he will dwell with them, and they shall be his people, and God himself shall be with them, and be their God.
4 And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away.
~ Revelation 21:2-4
I was in my backyard the other night at dusk, when a light caught my eye. It was about as big as Tinkerbell, and it moved faster than any insect I have ever seen. In fact, I saw nothing but the light. I followed it with my eye until it disappeared in the deep green of the evening and the trees. What it did for me was made me pause and be thankful; for light, for imagination, for the one I thought of immediately.
The world had a great teacher in Jesus. He indeed consumed himself and then lit the way for us, and continues to do so. When things are so bleak we cannot see a way, he makes a way, where there is NO way.
Today, keep your inner eye on Jesus, and your outer eye on the way He is making for you. When you look back in just a short while, you will wonder how you missed it.
Leap of Faith
Because of Him,
You are as young as your faith, as old as your doubt; as young as your self-confidence, as old as your fear; as young as your hope, as old as your despair.
~ Douglas MacArthur
For God sent not his Son into the world to condemn the world; but that the world through him might be saved.
~ John 3:17
This is how one can be old and young at the same time; the sum of faith, doubt, self-confidence, fear, hope, despair. The good news is it changes all the time. The bad news is, it changes all the time.
The beacon, the tower off of which we “ping” is the tower of God, three in one. The tower is oft represented by the cross, the person of Jesus Christ, the only begotten son of God. The tower is always there, even if the signal cannot be seen, felt, heard, tasted or smelled. It is there. So then we must proceed as a child of God who will inform all the benchmarks that Douglas MacArthur mentioned, always toward the mark, always in the name of the one whose name is above all others. Jesus.
You Are More – 10th Ave. North
Step out today, ping unto the Lord!
Because of Him,
The wings of angels are often found on the backs of the least likely people.
Walk in wisdom toward them that are without, redeeming the time. Let your speech be always with grace, seasoned with salt, that ye may know how ye ought to answer every man.
~ Colossians 4:5-6
Thank God today for the folks who give you the right of way, compliment you, yet you do not know them, pack or carry your groceries, smile and say, “It’s okay, I’ve got it.”
Think of all the times you have been in an awkward situation and a stranger has stepped up to help you or encourage you, or give you the few pennies you need for change.
Thank Him today for the one who paid if forward for your meal, your beverage, anything.
You have entertained angels, you have been visited by Jesus, you are the angel. You are the hands of the Lord.
Thank you Lord, for the strangers, for those you send to step in on our behalf. For always being there, even when our tongues do not bear witness.
Because of Him,
Melancholy is incompatible with bicycling.
~James E. Starrs
Think of yourselves the way Christ Jesus thought of himself. He had equal status with God but didn’t think so much of himself that he had to cling to the advantages of that status no matter what. Not at all. When the time came, he set aside the privileges of deity and took on the status of a slave, became human! Having become human, he stayed human. It was an incredibly humbling process. He didn’t claim special privileges. Instead, he lived a selfless, obedient life and then died a selfless, obedient death—and the worst kind of death at that—a crucifixion.
~ Philippians 2:5-8