This afternoon I wrote the previous post about weariness. I don’t normally write about my walks at that time of day. Normally I do as I am doing now which is writing immediately after my walk. At the time I wrote I was very weary, from physical exertion and from some issues which are simply out of my realm of ability to fix. Like most men I struggle with those things that hurt my family that I can not take away. Today we face a few of those humanly unsolvable things. Thank God that I was able to one more night go to meet the One who can solve the unsolvable. He did not take them away but He reminded me of Paul and how he had a thorn in the flesh and three times asked the Lord to take it away. Finally, he came to the conclusion that God did not want to remove it and as Paul realized the real truth behind God’s refusal to remove it, he saw the real source of strength.
God has been so real but the attack seems so consistent and persistent. I know God has a wonderful plan but at times I get weary. I know I am not to be weary in well doing as it says in Ga 6:9 And let us not be weary in well doing: for in due season we shall reap, if we faint not. I do not plan to faint and this is why I must walk each night because I become weary each day. As I walked last night I kept saying to God, I love you with all my heart, soul, mind and strength but Lord I am weary and I feel I need to make a step of growth if I am going to win in this battle. That was when the Lord spoke to my heart and said, if you want to grow, then love thy neighbor.
My wife and I are embarking on a new journey, one that we feel compelled by God to undertake, and would like to know if you and your church family might be interested in what we are proposing to do.
We are offering all of the wisdom and years of experience that we have in the area of helping families grow in the Lord and prosper via what we are calling Faith and Family Seminars and Conferences. These meetings would consist of several days of intense training on the home and family. The lectures would be taught by classroom instruction, power point presentations, and preaching.
There is a story in Mark 2 about four people who labored in love to get a friend
sick of the palsy up on a rooftop and down to Jesus. Their labor of love was
rewarded with the miraculous healing of their friend. But the thing that struck
me most while I was reading that story was the human element that I think we can
so often overlook. You see, God never does anything by accident and I
believe the choice of “four” who took upon themselves this burden is
Why should a lady attend the Faith and Family Ladies’ Bible Study hosted by yours
truly that meets on Thursday mornings at 8:15 am at our HB Junior High chapel,
especially when our lives are sooo busy already? For several very good reasons:
Years ago I was running a sports league and ministry for sailors from Great Lakes Naval base when one weekend a boy came down to play who had a really bad attitude and simply would not cooperate with anything that we were trying to do. Because of the type of program we ran, we kept the boys with us the whole weekend. Our family and other families would take the boys into our homes, keep them overnight, providing a sort of home-away-from-home atmosphere, then take them to church on Sunday. We gave them great home cooking and a comfortable place to stay but most of all we tried to show them that we truly cared for and loved them. Virtually all of the boys were very appreciative of our efforts, but this particular weekend this young sailor just did not seem happy at all. Whether it was while playing the sports or in conversation around the table, he would not listen or cooperate. Sunday afternoon I let all the other men go play ball and I asked this fellow to ride with me to the gym. On the way I asked him if he thought it a little unique that a family would bring in sailors to their home like we were doing. He said that it was indeed strange to him. Then he asked, “What’s the catch?”
There is a very familiar story in the Book of Luke of how four men helped an invalid man to Jesus. They went to great measures to lower him through a roof-top down to where Jesus was. In this story Jesus heals the man and at the conclusion of the narrative this verse appears, Luke 5:26 “And they were all amazed, and they glorified God, and were filled with fear, saying, We have seen strange things to day.“
"Ashley, do you realize that in just a few short months you will no longer be a child?"
"Mom, what are you talking about?"
"You’re turning thirteen. Just think! You’re leaving your childhood behind. Ashley, you will never pass this way again."
"This is such a heartbreak! Oh, grief, sadness! I’m too young for this."
"Brooke, get in here quick! Mom’s losing it."
"It was traumatic enough watching you go from 0 – 1, let alone 12 – 13. What will I do when you turn 20?"
"Mom, you’re embarrassing."
I was reading my Bible one morning when I noticed a passage from Ezekiel 13:10-15 in which the prophet spoke of “untempered morter.”
“Because, even because they have seduced my people, saying, Peace; and there was no peace; and one built up a wall, and, lo, others daubed it with untempered morter: Say unto them which daub it with untempered morter, that it shall fall: there shall be an overflowing shower; and ye, O great hailstones, shall fall; and a stormy wind shall rend it, Lo, when the wall is fallen, shall it not be said unto you, Where is the daubing wherewith ye have daubed it? Therefore thus saith the Lord GOD; I will even rend it with a stormy wind in my fury; and there shall be an overflowing shower in mine anger, and great hailstones in my fury to consume it.
I was in my house tending to my four month old daughter when the terrified screaming began. Neighborhood children burst through my back door crying, "Mrs. Hooker, come quick! Candy’s head is stuck in the porch railing!" Had it not been so pitiful, it could have been quite comical as I watched panic stricken grade schoolers, who had been calmly walking home from school, turn into a human dynamos as they ran and leaped our backyard fence. Everyone wanted to rescue her but no one knew just how. Poor little two year old Candace! All she knew was that she was stuck and she was scared to death.