Notes of Faith September 25, 2020

Article by David Mathis
Executive Editor, desiringGod.org

When’s the last time you paused to ponder the wonder of feet? Not just their oddness and elegance, but the fact that humans have them at all. Unlike plants and trees, we are not tethered in place by roots. We are not left to wait for the world to come to us. Rather, we can go into the world — indeed we have been commissioned to do so — to step, to walk, to run, to dance, to move.

What about the wonder of human hands? Not only do we move about the world, but as we do, we can reach, extend, grasp, touch. We put our hands to work, lifting, tearing, cutting, building, pushing, pulling.

“Bodily activity is so basic, so obvious, often so assumed, that we easily overlook what a superpower it is.”

No material entity in God’s created world is more complex, more fascinating, more marvelous, more valuable than human life — which God designed to specially image himself in his world. And alongside breathing and eating and thinking and feeling and speaking, one of the great basics of human life is movement. Bodily activity is so basic, so obvious, often so assumed, that we easily overlook what a superpower it is.

And yet, movement is one vital aspect of our enduring human nature that our present age threatens to undermine.

Our Sedentary World

Few today would disagree that we are living in a sedentary age — and perhaps shockingly so when compared to generations and centuries before. One great downside of the exponential burst of modern technologies is that our bodies, and their movement and activity, seem to matter less and less.

Citing Andy Crouch, Steven Wedgeworth notes,

Much of what we call “technology” does not actually help us to become more productive at our work but rather does our work for us. While claiming to help us become more efficient, this sort of technology actually trains us to do little or nothing at all.

We have cars, and walk much less. We have machines and other “labor-saving” devices, and use our hands far less. We have screens, and move less. And added to that, in our prosperity and decadence, food and (sugar) drinks are available to us like never before. Unless we break the cycle, we consume more and more, work our hands and feet less and less, and then find it harder and harder to lift our own weight off the couch when some physical activity beckons. Walking up a stairway becomes a mental barrier. Taking out the trash can feel difficult.

We still move, of course — we must. But many of us have been conditioned by society and our own lazy impulses to move as little as possible. Economy of bodily movement has become a trend of modern life, and (excepting the fitness-as-god industry) many of us have bought in without giving it much thought. And to the degree that our default has become to move as little as possible (previous generations would have called us lazy), rather than move freely, we are undermining or eroding several essential dynamics in the Christian life. Our sedentary age is of not just human concern, but Christian concern.

Move = Live

The very first chapter of the Bible notes how basic movement is to life: living creatures move (Genesis 1:21, 28; 7:21; 8:19; Leviticus 11:46; Ecclesiastes 4:15), and moving creatures live (Genesis 9:3). So also in the Psalms, movement and life go together (Psalm 50:11; 69:34; 80:13). For King David, it was a burden, not a blessing, that “he could not move about freely” as he hid from Saul (1 Chronicles 12:1). And across Israel’s history, it was a mark of the emptiness and vanity of idols that they “will not move” (Isaiah 40:20; 41:7; 46:7; Jeremiah 10:4).

At Mars Hill, the apostle Paul approvingly quotes Epimenides of Crete, who said, “In him we live and move” — and we should take live and move here as synonyms rather than as two distinct verbs. There is a telling third verb in the sequence: “In him we live and move and have our being” (Acts 17:28). For humans, in typical circumstances, to live and have our being is to move.

“We are living, breathing, speaking, working, moving images of God himself.”

God made us to move. Even an act so basic as breathing requires movement, as does eating. But beyond that, as we’ve seen, God gave us hands to work and feet to move, in order that we might do far more than breathe and eat.

Consider, then, three reasons why bodily movement is critical for Christians who have been spared the tragedy of disability, and find themselves able to move and live less sedentary lives.

1. To Image God

First, God made us to move for his glory. He created us “in his own image” (Genesis 1:27). We were made to be monuments to God’s strength and beauty, but not stationary statues. Instead, we are living, breathing, speaking, working, moving images of God himself, representing him, going out in his created world to display his glory here and there, and there, and there. He thought it best that his images not be fixed to the ground, but to move around.

God has his spectacular ways of glorifying himself through disability. But in general, movement in some form becomes the occasion of imaging him in the world. To draw honor to him, we present our bodies as a living sacrifice (Romans 12:1). Like King David, and Christ himself, we receive the body he has prepared for us as our vessel for doing his will (Hebrews 10:5–7; Psalm 40:6–8). And Christ “bore our sins in his body on the tree, that we might die to sin and live to righteousness” in our bodies (1 Peter 2:24). As the apostle Paul rehearses, “The body is . . . for the Lord, and the Lord for the body” (1 Corinthians 6:13); therefore, “glorify God in your body” (1 Corinthians 6:20), as Paul himself eagerly expected and hoped that “Christ will be honored in my body, whether by life or by death” (Philippians 1:20).

As one example of human movement in a Bible chock full of it, consider the life of Christ, the very “image of the invisible God” (Colossians 1:15; 2 Corinthians 4:4), who lived perfectly to the glory of his Father (John 17:4, 6, 26). Even a cursory reading of the Gospels makes it plain that he did not live anything close to the sedentary life that tempts us today.

Even apart from the obvious — no cars, no trains, no planes, no screens, no phones, no clocks, along with no modern medicine or processed foods — Jesus walked everywhere he went. He moved around a lot, as did all able, working-class humans in the ancient world. When traveling, a day’s journey would have been 20–25 miles (essentially walking a marathon), and when not traveling, he would have easily walked 5 miles (10,000 steps) or more doing his daily work, on his feet most of the day.

And he didn’t just move his feet but his hands. Jesus worked construction for decades as a common tradesman. And even when he came to suffer and die, after almost being whipped to death, he carried his own crossbeam some distance before collapsing. And yet, though he was a man of sorrows, acquainted with grief, we get the impression again and again that he was deeply happy and emotionally stable — happy enough to show compassion, and control his sorrow and anger. At least such normal, daily movement meant his emotional health wasn’t encumbered by a sedentary lifestyle. Which leads to a second reason.

2. To Jumpstart Joy

Going back to Aristotle and to Hippocrates, the “father of medicine,” in the fourth and fifth centuries before Christ, humans have long observed that we are happier when we’re moving, or have moved. Hippocrates not only said, “Eating alone will not keep a man well; he also must take exercise,” but he also treated depression with a long walk. And if that didn’t seem to help right away, he advised taking another. “Walking is the best medicine.”

God made our bodies to be healthier and happier when they move. Moving limbs increases heart rate and helps to circulate blood, moving hormones and nutrients through the body to where they need to be — including the brain — for optimal physical, mental, and emotional health.

Even in the nineteenth century, prior to the great explosion of sedentary inventions in the twentieth, the famous English preacher Charles Spurgeon commented on the power of movement to help human spirits: “A mouthful of sea air, or a stiff walk in the wind’s face would not give grace to the soul, but it would yield oxygen to the body, which is next best” (Lectures to My Students, 160). Movement alone will not create spiritual joy, but many Christians have found that it can help. In the mysterious connection between body and spirit, food and sleep and exercise (or lack thereof) have the ability to buoy or drag down our spiritual affections. Rightly does pastor Mark Jones write for fellow pastors, and for all of us,

Physical exertion is an important part of normal human life. . . . Overeating, as the fruit of a generally indulgent lifestyle, has become a tragically acceptable sin among many Christians in North America. I’m also equally persuaded that a lot of pastors should jump on a bike, go for a run, walk, or build some modest muscle, and they’d likely get more work done. A lack of discipline in areas such as food, exercise, and drink typically reflects a lack of discipline in other areas of the Christian life. . . . Exercise is a friend of the Christian, and one that, unless prohibited by health reasons, should be part of the ordinary Christian life.

And getting “more work done” leads, for now, to a third and final reason.

3. To Do Others Good

Christians can appreciate the modern term fitness. To call an active, able, healthy human body fit implies that the body is not an end in itself. The goal of fitness is not to look good in the mirror or on Instagram. True fitness means our bodily ability serves other purposes. The body is fit to do something. The question is, Fit for what?

In Christ, we have far better answers to that question than secular workout culture. Twice Paul uses a phrase that could be our rallying cry for genuine fitness in Christ: “ready for every good work” (Titus 3:1). In Christ, we want to cleanse our bodies “from what is dishonorable” (sin) and “be a vessel for honorable use, set apart as holy, useful to the master of the house, ready for every good work” (2 Timothy 2:21). We want to be ready. Ready with hands and arms, not too bulky and not too flabby, that can reach and lift and pull and push. Ready with feet and legs that feel life and energy in every step. Ready with minds and hearts and wills that would rather move than lounge, rather get up and go than just sit there at a screen, rather move into the world and work to help people than calculate how we might move as little as humanly possible.

“God made our bodies to move, and to be healthier when they move.”

In Christ, in the service of love, we want to get (and keep) our bodies, in their various seasons of life, in good enough shape that they serve God’s callings on our lives to love others. We want to be the kind of people that want to do good for others, knowing that such good often requires exerting our bodies in ways that are uncomfortable to lazy people. Which leads to a final question and challenge.

Move the Needle

What is your default posture on life? Is your mindset mainly passive and sedentary, or active and moving? Do you think of yourself as mainly stationary, unless moved by some great force into action? Or do you think of yourself as active, moving, working, sometimes beckoned to stop or sit to address some particular task?

And might some movement of your default somehow serve your spiritual joy, the glory of God, and the good of others? What if, over time, you sought to cultivate a different mindset and reorient your life from passive to active, from sedentary to moving?

If you’re in a passive and sedentary state right now, such a change may seem imponderable. Your energy feels low, and you may think that means you need to do less, not more. But God made these bodies to move, and for expending energy to produce more energy. Perhaps your energy is low because you have been moving so little. It may be that you need to first expend what little energy you have in some good work, and then rest later, and learn to increase your capacity over time. And with it, cultivate a new (and countercultural) mindset that movement, activity, work, exertion is not the devil, but rather, in the power of the Spirit, it is God’s call on us for defeating the devil.

In a world of sin and tragedy, it is a wonder to have able hands and feet and bodies. Let’s steward what God has given us — the most remarkable material object in all of creation.

I have to admit to being sucked in by the move less movement.  This article did motivate me (at least for today) and I may have to post a few copies of it around my house and in my office at church.  I do remember my parents saying “move it or lose it” although they may not have meant it in this way.  I encourage you to join me in moving.  Let us glorify God in doing and using what we have been gloriously given.

Pastor Dale

Notes of Faith September 24, 2020

How do I overcome my fear of the future? It’s an ancient question for God’s people who have always been tempted to worry about the unknowns. God knows we struggle here. And overcoming this fear is a matter of getting a right view of God and of his providence over every detail of our lives. Pastor John explained why in a 1993 sermon on Isaiah 41:1–13.

Listen to me in silence, O coastlands;
     let the peoples renew their strength;
let them approach, then let them speak;
     let us together draw near for judgment.

Who stirred up one from the east
    whom victory meets at every step?
He gives up nations before him,
     so that he tramples kings underfoot;
he makes them like dust with his sword,
     like driven stubble with his bow.
He pursues them and passes on safely,
     by paths his feet have not trod.

Who has performed and done this,
     calling the generations from the beginning?
I, the Lord, the first,
     and with the last; I am he.

The coastlands have seen and are afraid;
     the ends of the earth tremble;
     they have drawn near and come.
Everyone helps his neighbor
     and says to his brother, “Be strong!”
The craftsman strengthens the goldsmith,
     and he who smooths with the hammer him who strikes the anvil,
saying of the soldering, “It is good”;
     and they strengthen it with nails so that it cannot be moved. 

But you, Israel, my servant,
     Jacob, whom I have chosen,
     the offspring of Abraham, my friend;
you whom I took from the ends of the earth,
     and called from its farthest corners,
saying to you, “You are my servant,
     I have chosen you and not cast you off”;
fear not, for I am with you;
     be not dismayed, for I am your God;
I will strengthen you, I will help you,
     I will uphold you with my righteous right hand. 

Behold, all who are incensed against you
     shall be put to shame and confounded;
those who strive against you
     shall be as nothing and shall perish.
You shall seek those who contend with you,
     but you shall not find them;
those who war against you
     shall be as nothing at all.
For I, the Lord your God,
     hold your right hand;
it is I who say to you, “Fear not,
     I am the one who helps you.” 

‘If You Have God’

Now, I say that those four glimpses intensify the five pillars of fearlessness in Isaiah 41:10. Let me try to put it all together for you. The God who judges all the earth and calls the coastlands to give an accounting, the God who rules over the rulers of the nations, the God who calls the nations into being, the God who calls his people from the nations and elects them for himself, that God says to you this morning, “I am your God. I am with you. I will strengthen you. I will help you. I will hold you up with my victorious right hand.” And only now does he say, “Therefore.”

Therefore, because I judge the nations;
therefore, because I rule the rulers;
therefore, because I call nations into being;
therefore, because I choose my own freely;
therefore, because I am your God;
therefore, because I am with you;
therefore, because I help you;
therefore, because I strengthen you;
therefore, because I uphold you,
therefore, for the rest of your life, do not be afraid.

It isn’t hanging in the air as a burden; it’s a doorway into a life of freedom on massive pillars of divine enablement. Let me change the image, if I may. God, please get it home to you. Try five prepositions or five spatial relationships that God has to you.

“I am your God” — that is, “I am above you. I am over you with my mighty hand.”

“I am with you” — beside you.

“I will help you from whatever angle the enemy may come (or the attack or the threat). I am all around you as your help.”

“I will strengthen you from inside out. I will be your strength.”

“And I will uphold you from underneath you.”

“I only have one message: if you have God, you don’t need to be afraid.”

“I am over you, I am beside you, I am all around you, I am inside of you, I am under you. You don’t need to fear. You don’t need to be afraid.” Choose your image. Do not be afraid. There is one great ground for fearlessness: God. “I am your God. I will be with you. I will strengthen you. I will help you. I will uphold you.” I only have one message: if you have God, you don’t need to be afraid.

Your God Who Is Stronger

And I call you this morning to believe that the most crucial factor in the future of your fearlessness is not your family of origin; it is your God. I call you to be free from the limitations that so many put upon yourself in a kind of fatalistic rootedness in where you’ve come from. You have a God who is infinitely more powerful than anything in your past, and he can break whatever bondages you feel to be in because of it.

The Bible holds up a God who is stronger than your personality, who is stronger than your past track record of timidity, who is stronger than your perceived identity as a nobody who could ever accomplish anything with courage for God. And I plead with you to accept the fact that it is God who makes the difference, and not you or your parents or your friends. It is God who makes the difference.

I just appeal to the one among you right now who feels absolutely and totally inadequate to do anything of worth this week. I appeal to you to stop thinking about your inadequacy and why you’ve got to be that way. And I plead with you to look at God. He is God. He is God. Do you believe him? Jesus said, “Let not your hearts be troubled. Believe in God” (John 14:1).

John Piper (@JohnPiper) is founder and teacher of desiringGod.org and chancellor of Bethlehem College & Seminary.

Fear not, for I am with you, even to the end of the age!

Pastor Dale

Notes of Faith September 23, 2020

Gideon came to the Jordan and crossed over, he and the 300 men who were with him, exhausted yet pursuing. — Judges 8:4 ESV

Whoever coined the phrase “sleep like a baby” clearly never had one wake them up every two hours for nights on end. Having a newborn in your home makes you understand all those tired moms on social media. You begin to realize that coffee is a necessity and showering is a luxury. Words like sleep, tired, and drained do not seem to do justice to how you feel.

A new baby in the house brings absolute exhaustion but also the ability to keep going. A God-given endurance seems to accompany the bone weariness, enabling a new mom or dad to be exhausted yet continue to do the things that need to be done.

Whether it’s taking care of a newborn or an ailing parent, working extra hours to make ends meet, or trying to get through the day, life can be exhausting.

Gideon knew a thing or two about physical exhaustion. He and his men had been engaged in battle, and Gideon himself described his troops as “worn out” (Judges 8:5).

Gideon had overcome a great amount of fear and, in obedience to God’s commands, set out to conquer the very enemy he had been hiding from when God came to him. Once Gideon chose to be a part of what God was doing, there was no stopping him.

Sometimes, perhaps even often, God will call us to do hard things. At times we’ll be physically and emotionally weary. We must decide on the front end that, even in our exhaustion, we’ll continue to pursue the will of God.

There’s no shame in being tired. We can know that God gives strength to the weary and power to the weak (Isaiah 40:29). We can also know that if we’ll continue pursuing Him, we’ll reap the reward of those who don’t give up (Galatians 6:9).

There are times when I grow weary, Lord. In those moments, give me the strength I need to continue pursuing You so I can be counted among those who didn’t give up.

Excerpted from Devotions from the Kitchen Table by Stacy Edwards, copyright Thomas Nelson.

Sometimes just making it through the day to another day is exhausting.  If we try to do things in our strength alone we may fail or quit, but with God, “all things are possible” and we will always be successful to complete what is needed.  There is much to do each day and in Christ we can say “it is finished.”  If He tarries from His return to take His bride to heaven there will be another day with its own challenges.  Let us keep pursuing the kingdom of heaven and all these things will fall into place.

Pastor Dale 

Notes of Faith September 22, 2020

Being the Hunted

What did Jesus call people who were attacked by dragons, regardless of the righteous way they were conducting their lives?

Jesus called these people normal.

Jesus made a few promises about what would happen to us, regardless of our faith. Here is what Jesus promised those who love Him the most:

In this world you will have trouble. — John 16:33

Jesus didn’t say, “In this world, there is a slight chance that you will go through hard times.” Jesus didn’t say, “If you don’t have enough faith, you will have trouble.” Jesus didn’t say, “If you go to church, stop cussing, don’t drink too much, and always keep your promises, then you won’t have any trouble.” Instead, Jesus said that trouble will hunt you.

Period.

If you are alive and breathing, you will have trouble in this world. Either you will hunt the dragon, or the dragon will hunt you. There is no escaping it.

Jesus had every right to make this statement. Jesus believed all the right things, and He had stronger faith and loved God more than you and I will ever be able to. Still, soon after making this statement, Jesus was arrested and nailed to a cross.

Faith, belief, and love do not buffer or barricade your life from trouble and hardship. In fact, sometimes it feels like having faith and doing the right things can attract trouble.

I want to address the dragon that I most often see hunting the people around me: depression. This includes both the deep blues anyone can feel and the diagnosable imbalance that plagues so many. No one asks for this dragon, but he swallows up many people regardless. This dragon is big, heavy, overwhelming, and he has the potential to crush, suffocate, and swallow you up. This dragon doesn’t create bad days or bad weeks. He creates bad childhoods, bad decades, and bad lives. On and on, day after day, year after year, this dragon causes pain with no relief in sight.

Remember that overwhelmingly sad feeling when you learned that someone you loved died? Remember the guilt and embarrassment you felt after your biggest failure was exposed? Remember facing the biggest problem in your life and thinking that it was impossible to fix?

Remember that time, as a little kid, when someone held you under the swimming pool too long, and you thought you were going to drown? Roll all of those emotions into one, carry them around with you every day from the time you wake up until the time you fall asleep, and you will begin to understand the dragon of depression.

When you experience the dragon of depression, your entire world is seen only through the lens of sadness, hopelessness, mourning, loss, emptiness, grief, pain, anger, frustration, guilt, and death. Death is always there, looming and lurking: “I can’t live another minute like this. Death has to be better than this. The people around me would be better off if I wasn’t here to hurt them. I can’t do this anymore. This is never going to get any better.”

The dragon of depression is a cyclical prison cell. It’s like a dog chasing its own tail: “I am depressed. Because I’m depressed, I can’t do what I need to do. This makes me feel like a failure. That makes me depressed. Because I’m depressed, I can’t do what I need to do. This makes me feel like a failure. That makes me depressed.”

David, the famous king from the Bible, knew these feelings well:

Have mercy on me, Lord, for I am faint; heal me, Lord, for my bones are in agony. My soul is in deep anguish. How long, Lord, how long? Turn, Lord, and deliver me; save me because of Your unfailing love. Among the dead no one proclaims Your name. Who praises You from the grave? I am worn out from my groaning. All night long I flood my bed with weeping and drench my couch with tears. 
Psalm 6:2-6

How long, Lord? Will You forget me forever? How long will You hide Your face from me? How long must I wrestle with my thoughts and day after day have sorrow in my heart? How long will my enemy triumph over me? Look on me and answer, Lord my God. Give light to my eyes, or I will sleep in death. —
Psalm 13:1-3

David wasn’t alone, and you aren’t either. This might surprise some readers, but Jesus understands what depression feels like. In the Garden of Gethsemane, just before Jesus was arrested, He experienced the height of His depression: 

Then He said to them, “My soul is overwhelmed with sorrow to the point of death. Stay here and keep watch with Me.” Going a little farther, He fell with His face to the ground and prayed, “My Father, if it is possible, may this cup be taken from Me. Yet not as I will, but as you will.” 
Matthew 26:38-39

If you read Hebrews 4:15, it is clear that Jesus had been tempted in every way that we are, yet He walked through those temptations without sinning. But somewhere along the way, it seems some biblical scholar or translator decided “depression” was no longer included in the long list of ways that Jesus was tempted.

In my opinion, it’s tough to read, “My soul is overwhelmed with sorrow to the point of death” without concluding that Jesus was struggling with depression. Jesus essentially said, “I’ve been swallowed up to the core of My being with sorrow. The suffocating weight of My sadness is about to crush My life.” Elsewhere, the Bible says this about Jesus’ time in the garden:

Being in anguish, He prayed more earnestly, and His sweat was like drops of blood falling to the ground. — Luke 22:44

There is a medical condition (hematidrosis) brought on by extreme emotional anguish, strain, and stress during which the capillaries in the skin rupture, allowing blood to flow out of a person’s sweat pores. So for hours, alone in a dark corner of a remote garden, Jesus fell down, curled up on the ground, cried, and prayed so intensely for deliverance from His circumstances that the blood vessels burst inside His skin. You can call it whatever you want, but to me it looks like emotional depression.

Jesus understood, and still understands, depression.

Weeks before Jesus was in the garden, He came face-to-face with everything I’ve just described.

They went across the lake to the region of the Gerasenes. When Jesus got out of the boat, a man with an impure spirit came from the tombs to meet Him. This man lived in the tombs, and no one could bind him any more, not even with a chain. For he had often been chained hand and foot, but he tore the chains apart and broke the irons on his feet. No one was strong enough to subdue him. Night and day among the tombs and in the hills he would cry out and cut himself with stones. — Mark 5:1-5

Depression can be caused by many different things. In this guy’s case, depression was caused by satanic attack or demonic oppression. The man in this story was possessed by many demons. If you’re anything like me, you immediately think of The Exorcist or some sci-fi movie, but the reality is that, all through the Bible, we read descriptions of battles being fought in the spiritual realm.

The New Testament teaches that while a Christian cannot be possessed by Satan or one of his demons, he can be oppressed.

Satan continues to wage war against Christians by attacking or tempting us.

Depression can also be caused by guilt. Sometimes the weight of our downfalls and sins can cause us to grieve and mourn to the point of depression. That’s one of the reasons King David was depressed. He had just been convicted of adultery and murder, and his child was about to die. He used phrases like, “My bones wasted away… my strength was sapped… Do not forsake me, my God… My heart has turned to wax… my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth…

Troubles without number surround me” (Psalm 32:3-4, Psalm 71:18, Psalm22:14-15, Psalm 40:12).

The apostle Peter understood depression after he denied knowing Jesus. After his sin of denying Jesus, Peter wept bitterly (Matthew 26:75). Judas understood depression after he betrayed Jesus to his death. When the weight and guilt of what he had done finally hit him, Judas decided that committing suicide was the only way out of the belly of the dragon in which he found himself swallowed 
(Matthew 27:1-5).

Depression can also be caused by the difficult circumstances of our lives. Life can get so hard that it makes us depressed, and that’s what Jesus was feeling in the Garden of Gethsemane. He understood why He needed to be sacrificed. He even knew the wonderful outcome that would result from His torture and death. Yet even though Jesus knew that the next few days would ultimately become the most wonderful event ever to occur in the history of the universe, the thought of them still caused Him to collapse to the ground, curl up, and cry until blood seeped from His pores.

Depression can also be the result of a physical illness. Sometimes the circumstances of our bodies can cause us to become depressed. I’m not talking about body image issues causing someone to become depressed (although that happens often). I’m talking about synapses misfiring and chemicals becoming imbalanced. I’m talking about diseases within our bodies. This can be the most difficult cause of depression to wrestle with because you can’t quite put your finger on the reason you are suffering.

You’re simply suffering. More on this in a minute.

Regardless of the cause of depression, one factor remains constant: depression always centers on death and pain.

Depression is about death. The naked guy on the beach in Mark 5 lived in a cemetery. When you feel dead inside, you begin to dwell on the things of death, and eventually that place becomes your home. Depression is also about pain. The man would cry out and cut himself with razorsharp stones.

Depression has many causes, it revolves around death and pain, and it has no easy fixes.

Let’s continue with the story about the naked man on the beach:

When he saw Jesus from a distance, he ran and fell on his knees in front of Him. He shouted at the top of his voice, “What do you want with me, Jesus, Son of the Most High God? In God’s name don’t torture me!” For Jesus had said to him, “Come out of this man, you impure spirit!” Then Jesus asked him, “What is your name?” “My name is Legion,” he replied, “for we are many.”
— Mark 5:6-9

Later in this story, Jesus sends the spirits away and heals the man. That’s when the crowd shows up:

When they came to Jesus, they saw the man who had been possessed by the legion of demons, sitting there, dressed and in his right mind; and they were afraid. — Mark 5:15

Jesus is bigger, stronger, and Most High over everything.

In the story about the naked man at the beach, the demon of depression recognized and yielded to the authority of Jesus. Jesus is bigger than depression. Whether you personally hunted down your dragon or it stalked and ambushed you, Jesus can set you free again.

Excerpted from No More Dragons: Get Free From Broken Dreams, Lost Hope, Bad Religion, And Other Monsters by Jim Burgen, copyright Thomas Nelson, 2014.

In my years-long battle with depression, I so relate with being the hunted. That’s exactly what it felt like. The enemy also heaped truckloads of shame onto my head for being so heart, mind and spirit-crushed. As a Pastor’s Kid, you shouldn’t struggle with depression – shame. As a Jesus follower and daughter of the King, how can you not have victory over this black hole? – shame. As a mother you are surely doing your five kids a disservice by this battle – shame. But, Jesus met me there and loved me right where I was and slowly but surely led me (and is still leading me!) out of that deep, dark well. And He can do it for you, too. If you’re battling depression, Jesus understands and has such great empathy. He’s been there. And, He loves you so much. Today, bring it to Him again. ~ Laurie McClure, Devotionals Daily

If you think this might be good for someone else to read, please pass it along.  The world indeed has many trials and we will not get through them without Jesus, and help from a few good friends doesn’t hurt either.

Pastor Dale

 

 

Notes of Faith September 21, 2020

I have a proven tendency to mess things up. I have good intentions and even a few really good ideas. But sometimes things can go sideways so fast that I find myself questioning not only my actions but also my worth as a child of God.

Not too long ago, I traveled to The Cove in Asheville, North Carolina, to lead a conference with my good friend Lisa Harper. The Cove is a fantastic retreat center run by the Billy Graham Evangelistic Association and a place I always look forward to visiting. To do the retreat with Lisa was an added blessing, and I looked forward to our time together.

My parents live just about an hour away from The Cove, so I went up a day early with Josie and the boys, glad to have the extended time for a visit. The morning after we arrived, I sat downstairs in Mom and Dad’s den in my pajamas, enjoying a cup of coffee and some much-needed down time. Josie, Ben, and Griffin were already out of bed and playing, running up and down the stairs — but I suddenly realized I hadn’t heard them in a while. About the time I got up to go and check on them, the doorbell rang. When I opened the door, I saw the boys in their pajamas, standing with the next-door neighbor’s gardener who explained that he’d found them alone outside and thought he’d better bring them home.

My sons were three, and they were playing unsupervised near a busy street. I didn’t even know they’d left the house, but somehow, they’d gotten outside. They could have easily left the yard and run into the street, or even wandered down to the creek that ran behind the house.

I thanked this guardian angel with a Weed Eater and brought them back inside, but I was really shaken. I had let my sons out of my sight, and although they were back home and safe, in my mind’s eye I saw every awful thing that might have happened to them but didn’t. For the rest of the day I thanked God for their safety and the gardener’s kindness, and I felt horrified that I had been relaxing on the sofa while their little lives might have been in danger.

That night I fell asleep at The Cove still feeling anxious and full of remorse. About 3:00 a.m., I woke up, and the devil was having a field day with my emotions! The accuser was accusing me, and I was buying every bit of what he was selling.

What made you think that you could take care of these boys? Why should you have been blessed with children?

You don’t even know when they’re in danger!

I laid there and wept over what had happened and thought how a better, more “qualified” mother would have noticed sooner that her children were missing, would have already been out searching for them, calling their names. Heck — a better mother would have them gathered at her feet, telling them Bible stories or making crafts while a homemade breakfast simmered on the stove. I felt sick in my soul and completely unworthy — not just for motherhood but for anything at all, including the weekend ahead.

One of the songs I’d already selected to play for this retreat was “Good, Good Father” but the song on repeat in my head that night sounded more like “Bad, Bad Mother.” I heard it loud and clear: “You’re a bad, bad mother, that’s who you are, that’s who you are…” By the time morning came I was in Lisa’s room, choking out the story and feeling like the biggest loser-parent on the planet.

“I’m a failure and phony,” I told her through my tears. “I’m here trying to pretend I have it all together, but my kids could have drowned in a creek yesterday! I don’t deserve them, and I don’t deserve to be here!”

Lisa was wise enough to understand the very real spiritual warfare I was experiencing, and she prayed for me. That’s what good friends do. When she was done, she reminded me that my children have a Father who will never, ever fail them, and who sees them and looks after them even when I cannot. That was the truth I needed to hear.

I have no illusions about being perfect; most days I’d settle for just adequate.

But being a mom has made me realize how much I need Jesus. How much I need grace. And how grateful I am that He is a good, good Father who loves me beyond reason — even on my worst days.

Why would I ever imagine I’m as qualified as He is to rule my life?

One more thing about competing with God for control: it’s hardly ever a one-and-done deal. We’re never completely surrendered — at least not for long.

Elizabeth Elliot once said that “living sacrifices have a way of crawling right off the altar,” and boy, do they ever. Even though I believe and agree that God deserves and should have 100 percent authority and control over my life, I sometimes take a little back.

It happens when, like my ancestor Eve, I imagine that God does not have my very best in mind. That He may be holding out on me, keeping things from me that are good — things that I “deserve.” I let fear grab my heart and decide that, since my life feels chaotic, God has no plan for it. (And if He doesn’t, then I’d better create one, and fast, right?) Or I feel ashamed of my sins and imagine that God has thought twice about forgiving me and instead is waiting to punish me. So I run from His presence — the only place where there is “fullness of joy” and “pleasures forever”

(Psalm 16:11 NASB), resolving to do better next time — on my own. Or I let my circumstances dictate my understanding of God, instead of allowing Him to help me understand my circumstances.

There are times, as we continue to hope for healing for Martin’s illness, that I question whether God has dealt bountifully with us. I struggle to say with the psalmist that the lines have fallen for us in pleasant places, that we have a delightful inheritance (Psalm16:6 NIV). Some days don’t seem so pleasant at all and I don’t want to agree that the lines have fallen anywhere; I want them to move. If He really is good and really does love us, won’t God just heal my husband and make his disability go away?

On a good day, I can rely on God’s Word and my past experience of His faithfulness to help me surrender my will to His. On a good day, I can say, “This is how I feel, God — but here’s what you say in your Word is true.” But let’s face it: not every day is a good day.

So when the battle for control begins again — and it will — what do I do?

I acknowledge the struggle. (Denying it doesn’t help. I know. I’ve tried.) I confess my strong desire to be in charge, and I name my fear of not being in charge.

I admit that my emotions do not always tell me the truth about my circumstances or about my God.  I search God’s Word for truth and keep it always before me. I read it. I pray it. I sing it. I write it on my hand with a ballpoint pen if I need to. I have it ready.

I remind myself of God’s faithfulness to His children throughout history and of His faithfulness to me.

Then I do the next thing I would do if I were surrendered to God on this day, in this situation, at this moment. Because the smallest act of trusting obedience can serve to remind me of the one who loves me, who sees me, who has my back, and who’s already gone out ahead of me to make a way.

And finally, I relax. Because I don’t need more of me on the throne. I need more of Him.

WHITE FLAG PRAYER

God, I don’t want to compete with You for who is in charge of my life. You know me — all my fears, impatience, and, at times, even my unbelief. Holy God, Creator of the universe, help me to daily surrender to You as the Lord of my life.

Excerpted from I Give Up by Laura Story, copyright Laura Story Elvington.

Did this harpoon you in the heart? Wow, so often we may find ourselves suspicious that God can’t manage on His own and needs our help because things aren’t going the way we believe they should. Is that true for you? Let’s humble ourselves before Him and relax knowing He’s the only One who fits on the throne.

Men, perhaps more than women, want to take control and fix things. We can see ourselves in this testimony, not waiting on God, not trusting God, impatient and full of fear.  Men and women of God, may we walk in ever growing faith and trust in these wonderful days of God’s gift of life to us.  We are living in what clearly seems to be the last generation before the Lord’s return.  There will be increasing signs and many of them fearful, earthquakes, floods, fires, hurricanes, war and rumors of war, yet these things must take place before Christ returns.  Let us look up in worship and be prepared in faith as we wait for His imminent return!  By the way, let God rule your life…He is better at it than you.

Pastor Dale

 

Notes of Faith September 20, 2020

When you bump into massive difficulties on your life-path, I want you to consider it pure Joy. As you bounce off these “impossibilities,” My everlasting arms are wide open — ready to catch you, calm you, and help you do what does not seem possible. You can be joyful in the midst of perplexing problems because I am God your Savior — and I have already accomplished the greatest miracle in your life: saving you from your sins. If you keep looking to Me, your resurrected Lord and King, your pessimism will eventually give way to courage. Though you are an earthbound creature, your soul shares in My eternal victory.

I have infinite Power, so “impossibilities” are My specialty. I delight in them because they display My Glory so vividly. They also help you live the way I intended: in joyful, trusting dependence on Me. The next time you face an “impossible” situation, turn to Me immediately with a hopeful heart. Acknowledge your total inadequacy and cling to Me — relying on My infinite sufficiency. All things are possible with Me!

James 1:2-3; Deuteronomy 33:27 NKJV; Habakkuk 3:17-18; Matthew 19:26

Your prayers are not cries in the dark; they rise to My kingdom of glorious Light. Call to Me, and I will answer you and show you great and mighty things. Mankind has long been plagued with eyes that do not see what is most important. People often fail to perceive the most obvious things. I can perform miracles before their very eyes, yet they see only mundane occurrences — or label them coincidences. Only the eyes of your heart can perceive spiritual realities.

I delight in people who have a teachable attitude. When you come to Me eager to learn great things which you do not know, I rejoice. A good teacher takes pleasure in a student who puts forth extra effort to discover new things. I am pleased with your desire to learn wondrous things from Me. Your openness to My teaching helps you understand the hope to which I have called you, the riches of My glorious inheritance in which you share. You can look forward to living with Me in the Holy City, where the Glory of God provides Light.

Jeremiah 33:3 NKJV; Ephesians 1:18; Psalm 143:10; Revelation 21:23

Find your security in Me. As the world you inhabit seems increasingly unsafe, turn your attention to Me more and more often. Remember that I am with you at all times, and I have already won the ultimate victory. Because I am in you and you are in Me, you have an eternity of perfect, stress-free life awaiting you. There will be no trace of fear or worry in heaven. Reverential worship of the King of Glory will flood you with unimaginable Joy!

Let this future hope strengthen and encourage you while you’re living in this deeply fallen world. When you start to feel anxious about something you have seen, heard, or thought, bring that concern to Me. Remind yourself that I am the One who makes you secure — in all circumstances! If you find your mind gravitating toward an idolatrous way of feeling safe, tell yourself: “That’s not what makes me safe.”

Then look trustingly to Me, and think about who I am: the victorious Savior-God who is your Friend forever. In Me you are absolutely secure!

John 14:20; Psalm 24:7 NKJV; Proverbs 23:18

Excerpted with permission from 40 Days of Jesus Always by Sarah Young, copyright Sarah Young.

Call out to God! He is listening.  He is faithful and will fulfill His promise to bring you complete into His presence.

Pastor Dale

 

 

Notes of Faith September 19, 2020

              Mists and Marvels 
Weighing the Beauty and Brevity of Life 

It’s been ten years since my father died. A decade. Already? Nearly 20 percent of my lifetime has passed since I last saw him. Where did the time go? 

My oldest child recently turned 24. To me it seems that almost yesterday I was holding that precious newborn, singing softly to him while slowly pacing in the hospital room. But in reality, I’ve since lived 44 percent of my lifetime. Where did the time go? 

Thirty-six years ago, I began dating a beautiful 16-year-old girl whom I had the extraordinary privilege of marrying four years later. Scenes from that hot, sunny, summer day when it all began are still vivid to me, and have a hue of new about them. Yet 65 percent of my life has managed to slip by since that monumental moment became a memory. Where did the time go? 

Where did the time go? Why do we all ask some form of that question — and ask it over and over as the years pass? It’s not like we don’t know. Each of the approximately 3,700 days since my father died, the 8,800 days since my son was born, and the 13,200 days since my wife and I began dating passed just like the ones before it. The days accumulated over time. It’s simple math. 

But of course, it’s not the math that bewilders us. We’re bewildered by something far more profound — that this life we’ve been given, this significant existence with all its sweet and bitter dimensions, passes so quickly and then is gone. 

We Are Marvels 

We all intuitively discern that our lives have profound significance. Even when we’re told they don’t, we don’t really believe it — or if we really do, we no longer want to live. We also intuitively discern that there is profound significance to the great human story-arc, with all of its collective triumphs and tragedies. This isn’t mere human hubris, because most of us, including the greatest among us, have always been cognizant of our smallness in the cosmos. Truly did David pray, 

When I look at your heavens, the work of your fingers, 
     the moon and the stars, which you have set in place, 
what is man that you are mindful of him, 
     and the son of man that you care for him? (Psalm 8:3–4) 

“We are marvels of creation, who long for eternity, yet whose lifespans here are like a mist.”

But even in view of our smallness, it’s undeniable that there is something awesome about humanity. Just a brief glance around us shouts this. From where I’m writing (on a laptop computer wirelessly connected to the world!), I see automobiles driving by, a commercial jet flying overhead, an educational institution devoted to helping underprivileged children succeed in school, and a talented gardener carefully cultivating her organic artwork. These phenomena are just part of “normal” daily life for me, yet each represents staggering layers of human ingenuity. And to top it off, my (also wirelessly world-connected) mobile phone has just informed me that NASA has successfully launched its latest rover mission to the planet Mars. 

Without denying our great and grievous capacities for evil, every single one of us is simply a marvel in our various ranges of intellect, capacities for language and communication, aptitudes for innovation, abilities to impose order upon chaos, and contributions to collective human achievements. Truly did David pray, 

You have made [man] a little lower than the heavenly beings 
     and crowned him with glory and honor. 
You have given him dominion over the works of your hands; 
     you have put all things under his feet. (Psalm 8:5–6) 

God has endowed human beings with the glory and honor of being made in his image (Genesis 1:26–27). This is the profound significance we all intuit, even those who deny it. Our lives are imbued with tremendous meaning. 

We Are Mists 

Yet each of our profoundly significant earthly lives, no matter how short or long it lasts, is so brief. We look up to find 10, 24, 36 years have suddenly passed. Repeatedly we’re hit with the realization that our lives “are soon gone, and we fly away” (Psalm 90:10). Truly did David pray, 

Behold, you have made my days a few handbreadths, 
     and my lifetime is as nothing before you. 
Surely all mankind stands as a mere breath! (Psalm 39:5) 

And truly did James say, “What is your life? For you are a mist that appears for a little time and then vanishes” (James 4:14). 

It’s this existential experience of being marvels and mists that we find bewildering. We find it a strange phenomenon to watch our lives move relentlessly along a continuum, leaving experiences that are massively important to us in an increasingly distant past, while our earthly end — the end of the only reality we’ve ever known — approaches with unnerving speed. It recurrently catches us by surprise. 

With Eternity in Our Hearts 

But why do we find this experience strange and surprising? Many experts from various branches of the cognitive and biological sciences venture answers. But just as recounting the math of passing days doesn’t address the strangeness and surprise we feel when we ask, “Where did the time go?” neither do the chemical mechanics of consciousness. And there’s more to the deep longings this whole experience awakens than just the awareness and anticipation of our mortality. Truly did the writer of Ecclesiastes say, 

[God] has put eternity into man’s heart, yet so that he cannot find out what God has done from the beginning to the end. (Ecclesiastes 3:11) 

God has given us the ability to conceive of eternity, yet in spite of conferring upon us many marvelous capacities, he has not granted us to peer into eternity past or eternity future, no matter how hard we try. And due to our efforts to seize forbidden knowledge, God has withdrawn our once-free access to simply eat of the tree of life and live forever (Genesis 3:22–24). 

We are marvels of creation, whose lives are imbued with great meaning, who long for eternity, yet whose lifespans here are like a mist. No wonder we find time mystifying. 

Teach Us to Number Our Days 

Our strange experience of the passing of time is more than a by-product of consciousness, more than mere existential angst over mortality. It is a reminder and a pointer. 

“God has reopened for us the way to the tree of life, to eternal life, and that way is through his Son, Jesus.”

It is a reminder that we are contingent creatures and that the profound significance we intuitively know our lives possess is derived significance, not self-conferred significance. Though created in the likeness of God and given marvelous capacities, we are not self-existent or self-determining like God. Rather, “in him we live and move and have our being” (Acts 17:28), receiving from him our “allotted periods” of life and “the boundaries of [our] dwelling place” (Acts 17:26). And the brevity of those allotted periods of life are meant to make us cry out, “O Lord, make me know my end and what is the measure of my days; let me know how fleeting I am!” (Psalm 39:4). 

And our experience of deep heart longing for eternity in the face of such brevity is a pointer that we are actually designed for such a thing as eternal life. For those who have eyes to see, this is a gospel pointer. For God has reopened for us the way to the tree of life, to eternal life, and that way is through his Son, Jesus (John 3:16; 14:6; Romans 6:23; Revelation 2:7). 

Those moments when we ask, “Where did the time go?” are reminders that “all flesh is grass, and all its beauty is like the flower of the field. The grass withers, the flower fades when the breath of the Lord blows on it” (Isaiah 40:6–7). And they are pointers to the reality that though our “days are like grass,” yet “the steadfast love of the Lord is from everlasting to everlasting on those who fear him” (Psalm 103:15–17). Those moments come to us in order to “teach us to number our days that we may get a heart of wisdom” (Psalm 90:12). 

Jon Bloom (@Bloom_Jon) serves as author, board chair, and co-founder of Desiring God. 

You do not know how long your life will last.  Endeavor to use every moment for the glory of God and your reward will be great in the kingdom of heaven.  

Pastor Dale

Notes of Faith September 18, 2020

This is what the Lord says to you: ‘Do not be afraid or discouraged because of this vast army. For the battle is not yours, but God’s.’ — 2 Chronicles 20:15 NIV

One wrong step, and suddenly the world is upside down, spinning out of control, and before you know it, nothing is the same. That’s what happened to me. I put my foot on a wire as a part of a world-record-attempt eight-person pyramid… and we fell. Maybe you’ve had a terrible experience that caused you to fall, to question all that seemed stable in your life. Whatever your circumstances, we all face fear — fear that tells us we’re not good enough to do whatever we were made to do.

In our eight-person pyramid attempt and the tragic fall that occurred, injuring several of us (my sister Lijana very seriously), I was the among the three who didn’t fall to the ground. I hung helpless from the wire, seeing those who were scattered on the ground below, and I couldn’t control the madness of what was below me. That was where the seed of fear was planted in my heart.

I had always believed that many people were gripped by fear because they focused on fear; they focused on their issues or on their negative thinking, and it blotted out everything else. As a Christian, I knew that God went before me in all things, so I was always able to face life confidently. But now I struggled with controlling my thoughts.

When fear invades, there’s no pressing forward in faith or summoning of courage. There’s just the persistent, powerful fear that locks out the world.

I’ve walked both the pathway of faith and have been stopped in my tracks by paralyzing fear.

The Bible tells us that there’s the healthy experience of fear that helps us know the truth about our circumstances, and then there’s the unhealthy emotion of fear that is an obnoxious liar that tries to blind us to the truth (see Proverbs 1:7; John 6:20; Exodus 20:20). It is key to see facing fear as a spiritual battle to overcome the emotion of fear that holds us back from accomplishing what God has called us to do for his glory. The trauma of our accident forced me to face my fear in a new way. I couldn’t compartmentalize and hide it away or it would destroy who I was called to be and put the people around me in literal danger.

I continued to pray and seek God, but out of shame I hid my fear. The fall shook my faith as well as my confidence and forced me to reexamine both. I was experiencing a spiritual battle as much as a mental one, and I saw that Satan was trying to use shame to defeat me — I determined to conquer the Enemy who wanted to conquer me.

I had to surrender my fears to God and the truth that He is in control, and then I had to go to war within myself against the anxiety and cast out all of those fears.

Satan would love nothing more than for you and me to not fulfill what we’re made for.

I have found that the way to defeat fear is with faith and facts. Whatever your struggle, there is a solution available to you. It is grounded in the truth of God’s sovereignty, that He has a purpose that you’re meant to fulfill, that there’s always hope, and that combined with faith, each day is one step closer to a better day.

Excerpted from Facing Fear by Nik Wallenda, copyright Nik Wallenda.

Are you battling fear? It’s a completely normal and human reaction to scary circumstances. But, we have to talk back to fear. Remember, there is always hope and God is sovereign in your situation.

Pastor Dale

Notes of Faith September 17, 2020

Living By Faith Not Feelings

I want to share some thoughts with you today that I hope will be helpful in dealing with the crises we are facing in our society today, such as the pandemic, the stock market crisis, and unemployment. It is taken from a book that most Christians have never read. It’s taken from the Old Testament Minor Prophet known as Habakkuk.

Habakkuk was a prophet of God who went out and called his nation of Judah to repentance. He kept calling them and calling them, but nothing happened.

Finally, Habakkuk got impatient. So, he goes to God and he says: “Lord, I preached my heart out, but nobody is paying any attention. I told them if they did not repent that you were going to pour out your wrath. Well, they haven’t repented! Where’s your wrath? When are you going to do something, Lord?”

And the Lord responded and He said: “Cool it! Just cool it. It’s coming. The wrath is coming. I’m going to send in the Babylonians and they’re going to destroy your nation.”

Well, Habakkuk was quite taken aback. So, he said: “But, Lord, I wanted only a little bit of wrath. What you’re sending is a whole lot of wrath!”

He added: “I have a question for you, Lord.” What he asked ended up being a very profound question, one that some of you may even be asking today. Habakkuk asked, “How can you justify punishing those who are evil with those who are more evil?”

And, do you know what? God never answered that question. Why? Because He never answers questions like that. But, what God did was He gave Habakkuk an answer, and this was the answer. It has become one of the most famous statements made in the whole Bible, even repeated three times in the New Testament. It’s found in Habakkuk 2:4. God said, “Habakkuk, the righteous shall live by faith.”

Wow! That’s a tough answer. That’s a call for tough faith. In other words, what God was saying was, “Quit asking me questions and simply believe that I know what’s best, that I am sovereign, and that I have it all in my hands.”

Well, Habakkuk wrestled with that and wrestled with that and wrestled with that. And, when Habakkuk got to the end of his book, he decided that’s what he was going to do. He would exercise tough faith.

Listen to these words. These are some of the greatest words about tough faith found anywhere in the Bible. It can be found in Habakkuk 3 where he ends the last chapter with these words. Habakkuk said: “Here’s where I am, Lord. If the fig tree does not blossom, if there’s no fruit on the vines, if there’s no yield of the olive trees, if the fields produce no food, if the flocks should be cut off from the fold, if there be no cattle in the stalls; yet I will still exalt in the Lord my God. I will rejoice in the God of my salvation. The Lord God is my strength. And He has made my feet like hind’s feet and makes me walk on the high places.”

That, folks, is tough faith! And, that’s the kind of faith we need today. Keep your eyes on Jesus.

ABOUT AUTHOR

Dr. David Reagan serves as the Founder and Director of Lamb & Lion Ministries. He is a life-long Bible student, teacher, and preacher whose sermons have been distributed worldwide and has led over 45 pilgrimages to Israel. Dr. Reagan is the lead host of the television program Christ in Prophecy.

We sometimes get caught up in what we think God ought to be doing.  We mutter under our breath as if He cannot hear us or know our thoughts.  We share with others our view looking for agreement against what God is or is not doing that we think He should.  This was a conversation in our Bible study this week when Jeremiah (chapter 15) spoke against the judgment of the Lord.  He was reminded that God’s ways and thoughts are not our ways and thoughts.  Our view of life is very small.  God is working out His plan for mankind, salvation for those who will come to Him in faith, and that plan may involve our being with others being judged in order that God might use us to bring some to His throne of grace and forgiveness.  Let us keep trusting God (even during what appears to be a time of judgment…and we have not seen anything yet), sharing the good news of Jesus Christ, standing firm in the truth and praying fervently that some will listen to the call of Christ and receive believing faith!

Pastor Dale

Notes of Faith September 16, 2020

I will instruct you and teach you in the way you should go; I will counsel you with My loving eye on you. — Psalm 32:8

I can’t tell you how many parents, when they heard I was working on this book, let me know they had a story to share.

I was excited to interview them, but I had to laugh when I realized that at least two-thirds of the stories were variations on the same theme: praying for your child to get a job.

Everyone who has ever had an adult child has, apparently, been down this sometimes long and winding road.

One mom told me how frustrated she had become after her son batted away one job lead after another, since they just didn’t seem to fit his “work/life balance.” (I thought she was kidding, but then I found out it’s a real thing, that today’s graduates really are looking for jobs that come complete with a gym membership, Friday happy hours, and even — since I guess they are waiting longer to have children — things like health insurance for their pets. Seriously.)

Another said her daughter didn’t want to work “in a cubicle, like Dad.”

And a third shared her son’s Goldilocks-style journey through everything from starting a business to playing in a rock band, until (and I think this is a brilliant idea) her husband invited a group of older men to serve as an advisory board in the young man’s life — a move that ultimately opened the door to a “just right” career in television.

I’d go on, but you get the idea.

Plenty of kids need to figure out what to do with their lives, and plenty of parents are praying. And I’ll admit it. I didn’t expect to have to pray so hard about my own kids’ jobs — and I said as much to author Paula Rinehart when the two of us had lunch together one day. I’d just finished reading her Strong Women, Soft Hearts, and I’d loved what she’d said about trust. “Trust,” Paula had written, “hangs somewhere between knowing what your heart longs for and trying to dictate the shape or timing or outcome of your heart’s desire. It lies in the willingness to accept the particulars of how and when and where God chooses to intervene. It waits in the cool shade of surrender.”1

The cool shade of surrender. I liked that image, but I was nowhere near to experiencing it. Instead, I was working up a sweat over things like timing and outcomes in Hillary’s life.

“Hillary doesn’t have a job,” I confided over lunch. “She is back home and living in her bedroom — she’s one of those boomerang kids — and she seems content.

“She only graduated three months ago,” Paula countered. “Trust me; she is probably not content. She’s an engineer — they think in linear terms. She is pursuing a job; she’s just not doing it the way you would.”

Well, she had that one right. Hillary was definitely not looking for a job the way I would have. I would have loaded my résumé into the barrel of a shotgun and pulled the trigger, splattering my education and experience all over any company that was hiring. But Hillary was a little more particular. She graduated with a degree in mechanical and aerospace engineering, and she wanted to be an astronaut. It was a dream she had since the fifth grade, and if she couldn’t actually wear a space suit, she at least wanted to do something with rockets.

At first, I shared Hillary’s enthusiasm. “Provide the job you have ordained for her,” I wrote in my prayer journal. “Fill her life so full of blessing that she will not be able to contain it! Let her joy be complete.”2

That’s a good, biblically based prayer for any new graduate. And I wish I could say that my positive attitude continued, and that I had the faith to believe that God puts desires in our hearts that He wants to fulfill. (He does. Psalm 37:4. I’m just saying I wish I would have had the faith to truly believe that.)

I wish I could say I had taken Paula’s words to heart and waited in “the cool shade of surrender.”

And I wish I could tell you I stood by my daughter, loving her and supporting her and letting her live at home with us, rent-free, as spring rolled into summer, and summer turned to fall, never once resenting the fact that she had polished off the last of the Starbucks K-Cups.

But I didn’t. I didn’t do any of the good-mother things I should have.

Prayer Principle

If we want to pray with faith, we must anchor our requests in God’s promises.

Instead, I spent the better part of a year grappling with fear, frustration, and even anger. And if that’s where you are in your own child’s job-hunting season, can I just say this one thing? Don’t beat yourself up. Give your worries to God, and remember that His grace is sufficient to cover all your mistakes, and His power is made perfect in your weakness.3 Hold on to that promise — and to others — because when discouragement and fear try to creep in and cripple our confidence, the Bible is the anchor for our hope. I like how author and prayer expert R. A. Torrey put it: “If I am to have faith when I pray, I must find some promise in the Word of God on which to rest my faith.”4

I hesitate to tell this story (it does not make me look good), but since we’re all in this parenting thing together, I’ll go ahead. Maybe you’ll find some helpful prayer prompts. Or maybe you’ll just read it and be glad you’re not me. Either way, here goes!

I was really proud of Hillary for academic accomplishments (she had gotten an A+ in Spacecraft Design), and I looked forward to seeing how God would use her education in the real world. But then, as one after another of her peers landed jobs with important-sounding companies, I felt the first crack in my confidence. Had she missed the hiring window? Were there no space-ish jobs to be had? Or maybe it was the reverse. Hillary would be the first to admit that decision making is not her strong suit, and I began to fear that she hadn’t gotten a job because maybe there were just too many interesting choices. The ink on her diploma was still wet, and I was already starting to panic. “Don’t You realize how late it is?” I cried out to God. “Don’t You think it’s time to step in and do something?”

I knew I was being a little dramatic, but I was also conscious of a nagging fear that I had somehow failed as a mother. Had I done something to create a lack of urgency in Hillary?

Had I made her tentative or insecure? Or at the other extreme, was I being too pushy? Would it all backfire?

In the midst of my emotional hurricane, I sensed God’s rebuke. “Quiet!” He said. “Be still!”5 It was the same thing He said to the disciples in the boat one stormy night, and I felt my own winds of fear subside. I began to pray that Hillary would also be attentive to His voice.

“Be Hillary’s shepherd,” I asked, borrowing from John 10:2–4. “May she hear Your voice as You call her by name. Lead her into the grown-up world, and may she follow You.”

A month went by, during which friends offered suggestions about jobs that Hillary might want to do or cities where she might want to live. “May Hillary be willing to listen to advice and be humble, so that You will guide her and teach her,” I prayed.6 And even though I knew this was a promise given to the Israelites (and that contemporary Christians who claimed it did so knowing that it pertained more to spiritual and eternal blessings than to things like good health, good wealth, and good jobs), I pulled out Jeremiah 29:11. “I know You have plans to prosper Hillary, to give her hope and a future,” I prayed, “and I am so grateful for that. But I would also love it if part of Your long-term plans for blessing my girl could include a here-and-now job.”

July rolled around. Hillary kept researching space companies and looking at job postings, but it didn’t seem (to me, anyway) like she was making much progress. I searched the Scriptures for something — anything — that would help me cope with the chasm between my plan (“Just get a job!”) and Hillary’s (“I want to be an astronaut!”), and I came upon Proverbs 16:9 (NLT):

We can make our plans, but the Lord determines our steps.

I realized that it didn’t matter whose plan we were following; the outcome was up to the Lord. My job was to get out of His way.

Prayer Principle

We can make all the plans we want — and so can our kids — but God is the one who directs our path.
That acknowledgment was my first step toward the cool shade of surrender. And the next thing I knew, Hillary had taken a job.

As a surf instructor.

To Hillary, the surf job (which was at a camp where she worked in previous summers) seemed like the perfect way to earn an income while she continued to send out résumés. To me, it looked like she was procrastinating, like she was looking for a way to avoid growing up and having to wear shoes every day. And then another worry entered my mind. Surf camp was a place where Hillary clearly fit in; maybe she didn’t know if she belonged in the space program. Was she secretly as anxious as I was? I didn’t know.

I kept on praying that God would show her where to go, career-wise, using verses like Psalm 32:8 as the basis for my prayers: “Instruct Hillary and teach her the way she should go; counsel her and watch over her.” But I also began to pray for her spirit, writing words just like this in my journal:

Give Hillary a sense of BELONGING. Let her know she is CHOSEN.7

Give Hillary a sense of WORTH. Remind her that she is YOUR WORKMANSHIP, and that you have prepared GOOD WORKS for her to do.8

Give Hillary a sense of PURPOSE and IDENTITY as your child, and fill her soul with the knowledge that she is VALUABLE and PRECIOUS and USEFUL to you.9

I prayed this way for nearly two months. And when Hillary came home from the surf camp, two job prospects were waiting. The first was from a winegrower in California who wanted her to design a new way of processing grapes. That sounded good to me, but it didn’t appeal to my girl. The second was with a structural engineering firm, but when Hillary went for the interview and the guy (who seemed a little creepy) asked her to lie down in the middle of an Applebee’s and show him how to “pop up” on a surfboard, she balked.

I would have too.

But that didn’t prevent me from wishing that Hillary would just let go of the whole astronaut thing. I figured there had to be a million jobs out there for engineers; why did she have to be so single-minded in her focus? “Aim lower” has never been the best motivational speech, but it’s pretty much the way I began to think (and speak) about Hillary’s job search.

I’ll spare you the details, but you know the Proverbs 31 mother, the one who “speaks with wisdom, and faithful instruction is on her tongue”? Picture the opposite.

I wrote some fairly frank things in my prayer journal, and I was sure that God would understand, and that (being a parent) He’d take my side. I opened my Bible to give Him a chance to respond. And — no kidding — here’s what I read:

Gently encourage the stragglers, and reach out for the exhausted, pulling them to their feet. Be patient with each person, attentive to individual needs. And be careful that when you get on each other’s nerves you don’t snap at each other. Look for the best in each other, and always do your best to bring it out.10

Okay, then. God wanted me to encourage Hillary with gentleness and patience instead of sarcasm and snapping.

Point taken.

But He wasn’t finished. I read the next few verses:

Be cheerful no matter what; pray all the time; thank God no matter what happens. This is the way God wants you who belong to Christ Jesus to live.11

Was He serious? I could pray, and I could resolve to thank God for whatever it was that He had planned. But… be cheerful? I was glad I knew Philippians 2:13

It is God who works in you to will and to act in order to fulfill His good purpose

because if cheerfulness was required to live the way God wanted me to, He was going to have to give me some sort of divine lobotomy.

September crawled by. Since she had time on her hands and an affinity for teenagers, Hillary volunteered to work with Young Life, a ministry to high schoolers. Hillary loved the kids, and they seemed to love her back, and as I watched a sense of purpose and joy begin to bloom again in Hillary’s life, I realized that her volunteer work was something I could be thankful for. Maybe even cheerful about.

In October, a neighbor arranged for Hillary to take a tour of NASA Langley Research Center, which is about forty minutes from our home. Hillary was captivated. She loved the designs and projects she saw, and even better, she could understand how everything worked.

But NASA didn’t have any job openings, so Hillary began making plans to go to Brazil, where she had done volunteer work during her college spring breaks. The orphanage where she had helped out was opening a trade school; Hillary figured she could teach welding or some other engineering-related job skill.

Then she got a phone call. Could she come to NASA for an interview the next day? A post had just opened up — one designed to be filled by a young engineer — and someone she had met on her tour remembered her name.

Flustered — and giddy — Hillary put Brazil on hold and began planning her interview wardrobe. I wasn’t sure how a rocket scientist was supposed to dress, so I left her staring at her closet and dug out my Bible. I’d moved into Daniel by then, where I found a gold mine of prayer prompts:

  • Cause the officials at NASA to show favor and sympathy to Hillary.12

  • Give her knowledge and understanding, and may she speak with wisdom and tact.13

  • Let Hillary have a keen mind and the ability to explain riddles and solve difficult problems.14

She went for the interview and loved it. But then a couple of weeks went by with no word. Hillary took NASA’s silence in stride, figuring it might take a while for them to interview other candidates, but I was worried. Had God forgotten my girl? Had the whole thing just been a big tease?

I opened my Bible to Nehemiah 9, the part where the Israelites show up in sackcloth and ashes and confess their sins. I could relate. “Lord,” I prayed, “I am sad and I’m hurt. I thought I knew you and how you would work in answer to our hopes and our prayers. I thought you had put the desire to work at NASA in Hillary’s heart and that you would fulfill that desire. “But maybe I haven’t really trusted You. Maybe I’ve been focused on your provision for Hillary’s life, finding my joy in that outcome rather than finding my joy in You. I confess that I have been controlling, self-centered, and driven by fear. I’ve questioned Hillary’s approach to job hunting, and I’ve questioned Yours. I am sorry for my arrogance. Please give me Your grace.” There it was. The cool shade of surrender. Hillary’s dream job was within sight — but after eight months of wrestling in prayer on her behalf, I was willing to let it go.

I sat there, staring at my open Bible.

Stand up and praise the Lord your God, who is from everlasting to everlasting.15

That was what the priests told the Israelites to do, once they finished their confession. Even though I felt about as big as a worm (and like the last thing God might want was to hear anything more out of me), I figured I ought to join them.

So I did. I began to praise God for His faithfulness, for the way He walked alongside our family through the job-hunting journey, and for the provision He had given us in His Word. Nothing had changed outwardly — Hillary still had no job — but in the shade of surrender, that didn’t matter so much anymore.

And then my eye fell on Nehemiah 9:8:

You have kept Your promise because You are righteous.

You can probably guess what happened. Two weeks later, NASA called again. Hillary was ordering chicken nuggets with her Young Life girls when her phone rang, so she put the space people on hold. (Did I mention that she doesn’t always do things the way her uptight mother would?)

Anyhow, they offered her the job, and she took it.

Poised for Prayer

Why did it take eight months for Hillary to get a job? Or to put it another way, why did it take me eight months to pry my controlling fingers off of her life and surrender to God? I don’t know. But God does. And as Priscilla Shirer teaches in her Discerning the Voice of God, “The purposes of God not only involve specific plans; they also involve specific timing.”16

Prayer Principle

Trusting God with our children’s future means being willing to trust His timing.

Had God provided Hillary’s job when I wanted Him to — the day she graduated from college — she would have missed the opportunity to work with Young Life, a volunteer post she loved. She’s still passionate about engineering, but as she told me just the other day, the chance to invest in the lives of young girls has been more satisfying than anything she could have imagined.

Not only that, but had she gone straight into the workforce after graduation, she might have missed the opportunity to meet (and then fall in love with) her husband, who brought a group of guys on the same Young Life ski trip where Hillary showed up with her crew of young girls.

God’s agenda is always so much bigger than ours. My prayer for Hillary’s job was about her finding employment; His answer was about teaching me to relax, to wait in the cool shade of surrender, and to realize that what Hillary and I really needed — and what God wanted to give us — was more of Himself.

1-12. Footnotes on the blog.

Excerpted from Praying the Scriptures for Your Adult Children by Jodie Berndt, copyright Jodie Berndt.

If you’re in a season of launching your graduate into adult life maybe you’re experiencing the frustration of waiting for your child to find a job, too. Why not spend that time in prayer, specific prayer and surrender?

Even if our own children are not in the crisis of looking for a job, we know of friends or acquaintances that do have children or grandchildren that do.  Lord, draw us closer to Yourself, to surrender our thoughts and plans, to be wise parents and friends through living out the truth of Scripture.  Help us to know Your ways, to wait on Your timing.  Let us share spiritual guidance with grace, mercy and love, always expecting You to bring Your plan to completion for our children and ourselves.  We give You praise, for You are amazing!   

Pastor Dale