How Much More Do I Need?

Contentment doesn’t come easily for me. Ironically, the Lord has blessed me with more temporal things than most people ever enjoy. Sometimes I think that the more stuff one has, the more she feels that she deserves.

The Lord has convicted me over the  last few weeks concerning my covetous attitudes. At my church’s Women’s Conference in May, I received a booklet on contentment, which He used to show me some idols that I’d been cherishing lately. Seeing the truth about my covetousness hasn’t been fun by any means, but it has helped me retrain my focus on Christ and His eternal blessings a bit better. Really, I’m complete in Him!

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I Love America, But My Citizenship Is In Heaven

Living near Boston has increased my patriotism. John and I have gone on nine guided Freedom Trail walks, with each one teaching me more about the events and struggles leading up to the American Revolution.  People like Samuel Adams,  Paul Revere, James Otis and John and Abigail Adams seem like actual friends of mine because I’ve visited some of their birth places, homes and graves.

I’ve also come to love an unknown Revolutionary War soldier buried in Quincy’s Mystery HeadstoneHancock Cemetery. His headstone is broken and so badly worn that no one can read his name or his dates. The Daughters of the American Revolution have marked it as a Revolutionary War grave, but beyond that kindness the poor man lies in obscurity. Still, he’s my beloved friend who gave me the freedom to write this biog.

In short, living in this area makes it difficult to be indifferent to the cost people paid to form this nation. When I hear the familiar stories on those Freedom Trail walks or visit the burying grounds, I remember the blood that those men (some of them just boys) shed to liberate us from the Continue reading

‘Twas Grace That Taught My Heart To WHAT?

Fearing God fell out of fashion decades ago, and I’d venture to guess that it’s not going to make a comeback among most evangelicals. Popular wisdom (if you can really call it wisdom) says that we should come to Christ out of love,  not out of fear.

But I praise God for allowing me to feel afraid of eternity in hell for two weeks in January of 1971. It was a miserable two weeks, most assuredly, and I wouldn’t want to repeat them. But the Lord graciously gave me that dreadful period of fear as a preparation for hearing that Jesus died for my sins.  The grace of fearing God enabled me to experience the grace of receiving His mercy.

Verse 2 of Amazing Grace reminds me of that horrible two weeks and that wonderful day when He opened my heart to the Gospel. Indeed, it was grace that taught my heart to fear, and precious grace relieved those fears!

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An Invitation To Sinners Only

As you read through the four gospels,  you can’t help but notice the spiritual pride of the Pharisees. They found Jesus offensive because He threatened their political power, certainly, but also because He confronted them with their inherent sin. They believed that their acts of righteousness (a righteousness, by the way, devised from their own rules rather than God’s Word)  pleased the Lord. They couldn’t come to Jesus because they simply didn’t believe they needed a Savior.

In contrast, I see my sin all too clearly! I’ll be the first to tell you exactly how wretched and disgusting I really am! And if you doubt me, my husband and my sister could easily testify to my corrupt nature. I know how poor and needy I am with respect to a righteousness of my own.

I also know that Jesus took my sin upon Himself on the cross. As a result, I can go to Him, trusting Him to give me His righteousness. My need for Him opens me to receive His mercy, causing me to glorify Him instead myself.

Are you poor and needy enough to arise and go to Jesus?

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What Can I Say About The Gospel That Hasn’t Already Been Said?

cfce9-crossofresurectionLately, evangelicals have been telling us that social justice is a “Gospel issue.” A recent comment on one of my blog posts suggested that the Gospel teaches us to have unity despite theological differences (a point worthy of its own article). These sentiments, as well as similar sentiments I’ve heard throughout the years,  prompt me to think that we need periodic reminders of what the Gospel actually is.

Most of you may decide not to read this article. Why waste time reading about something so basic? Do I have new insights into the Gospel? Perhaps a fresh take on it? Can I present it in a creative manner that Continue reading

Loving Jesus Throughout The Stages Of Life

As a teenager overjoyed that my sin was forgiven, I loved Jesus. I had seen sin’s stranglehold on my life, and mourned over the prospect of being eternally separated from God. When I heard that Jesus had taken my punishment on the cross, I found it impossible to keep from loving Him.

In my 20’s and 30’s, life disappointed me. Neither marriage nor career materialized, and cherished dreams of all sorts shattered around me. Yet Jesus always brought me back to Himself, and I found it impossible to keep from loving Him.

In middle age, the Lord answered my longings for a husband. Marriage to John exceeded my hopes and filled me with happiness. In it all, I knew Who brought about this wonderful marriage, so I found it impossible to keep from loving Him.

I’ve barely crossed the threshold into old age. I’m closer to eternity than I ever have been, and so many things that I enjoyed in younger years now escape me. Sometimes I miss those things. But then I realize how soon Jesus will take me to be with Him forever, and I find it impossible to keep from loving Him.

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Praising God For Breaking My Heart

John DrawingYesterday I read several chapters in Proverbs, carefully noticing all the verses on the sinfulness of anger and being a quarrelsome wife. I know all too well how weak I am in both areas. So I thought I approached them with humility, acknowledging my failures to honor the Lord by controlling my temper and respecting John.

Yeah,  well.  The wheelchair vendor put John in his new chair a few hours after I read those Scriptures. The new chair has multiple problems — far too many to enumerate here — that seriously impact John’s health. We’re talking life-threatening issues.

To make matters worse, his current wheelchair Continue reading