Weekly Devotion

Life can be so hard, so tragic, even when we’re not enduring the unimaginable loss of a child. I know of several family and friends who are staring at cancer diagnoses, family cases of dementia, heart disease, suicide, and debilitating kidney stones. One knock that Christians took from the likes of Karl Marx was that we mask the pain of life with future promises of a perfect after life. “The opiate of the masses,” Marx wrote.

My favorite movies involve stories when the protagonist pays the ultimate price at the end. From a purely entertainment perspective, it’s so gratifying watching the bad guy suffer for his crimes. Rambo, Walking Tall, Jason Bourne, Lethal Weapon, and Taken are all thrilling fictional examples of justified revenge. But watching something play out on TV doesn’t involve God’s righteousness involvement. When it comes to real life, the rules aren’t the same.

An inquisitive Pharisee leader named Nicodemus snuck out at night to seek counsel from Jesus. He was a pedigree among the respected Pharisees. This highly regarded group knew Jewish Law and the Old Testament better than anyone. Why would Nicodemus use the cover of the night to learn from Jesus? Because there was a wave of skepticism towards Jesus and His “way” of followers. Nicodemus undoubtedly worked hard to attain his high status among the Pharisees, but if he was seen with Jesus, it could threaten his position.

The word Gospel comes from a Greek term, ueangelion which means “good news.” What good news? The good news highlighted in the Old Testament and saturating the New Testament is the announcement that God’s Son, Jesus Christ, has saved us through His life, death, and resurrection.

There is so much to learn from life experiences and people, if you’re willing to stop and listen. Our youth Pastor (D) spent some time the other day sharing his story with me. (D)’s warm and approachable personality is not overshadowed by the eloquence of his words. On the contrary, his articulation of his faith completes the picture of who he is. (D) talks the talk while walking the walk.

We all promise God the world in our prayers. Even the most humble of us, often base some of our repentance on desire rather than commitment. It’s a spiritual muscle we have to strengthen. God knows my weaknesses, He knows that my repentance is sincere. He also knows that I’ll be back repenting to Him again and again. “I usually say something like: Lord, please forgive me and help me not do that again or be that way again… or help me understand why I did that.”

My good buddy (J) told me of the serious illness of a long time friend. We talked on the phone the other day and he shared some of the details about the prognosis. It’s not good. Probably a matter of days or weeks before hospice care. My friend is a strong believer who is really hurting now. “I can’t help but wonder why God would allow him to suffer like that,” (J) inquired.

I was beaten. After seeing my discouragement and desperation my brother said, “Let’s break and have lunch.” Later that afternoon, the tide went out, the shallow ocean got a bit sloppy, and the waves flattened out. This time, my friend joined my brother and me. My brother coached us to our first waves. It was probably one of the biggest rushes in my life. The three of us surfed all afternoon. The fear was gone.

You can always tell a true leader by their level of humility and service. A true leader points others to a purpose greater than their own. When I think of true leaders, I think of humble and willing servants. From the greater to the lesser, I think of Jesus Christ, and I think of my friend (R).

I remember as a child, rummaging through our attic and stumbling upon a cardboard box of my Dad’s hunting arrows. I couldn’t believe how cool they looked, and sharp! The tips were like diamond shaped razor blades. My friend and I took his bow and some arrows outside. We used all kinds of things as targets. One thing that still strikes me to this day is how fast, straight, and direct those arrows flew to the targets. At that distance, their trajectory was flat.