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“Gentle Reasonableness”

“Rejoice in the Lord always; again I will say, rejoice.

Let your reasonableness be known to everyone. The Lord is at hand;

do not be anxious about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God.

And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.

Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is commendable, if there is any excellence, if there is anything worthy of praise, think about these things.

What you have learned and received and heard and seen in me—practice these things, and the God of peace will be with you.”

(Philippians 4:4–9 The Holy Bible, English Standard Version

https://accordance.bible/link/read/ESVS#Phil._4:4)

I am trying to memorize these verses from Philippians. I am doing so in order to calm my jangling nerves.  I have been told so many times here of late that I am “elderly” and “vulnerable” that I am beginning to feel that I really am those things.  The only thing worse than being called elderly and vulnerable is to feel that it’s true.

I am working these days especially on rejoicing and being reasonable.  “Reasonable” is not always something I’ve been, or even aspired to be.

I figured out that, if I was going to become a more reasonable person, it might be wise to figure out what the word meant.  It is difficult to become something, when you don’t even know what it is you’re trying to become.  I checked out the Greek word for reasonableness in Philippians 4:5 in some commentaries and reference works, and here is what I discovered.

Ralph P. Martin, in the Tyndale Commentary on Philippians has the following helpful observations on Philippians 4:5, and the idea of gentleness, or reasonableness:

“5. The appeal to gentleness, to epieikes (RSV, ‘forbearance’), is defined by the following words to all. This implies that the apostle has the church’s relations with the outside world in mind rather than the Christian fellowship in its mutual relationships. Epieikeia, which is the noun corresponding to the adjective in the text, is an ethical term used again by Paul in 2 Corinthians 10:1. The LXX of Psalm 85 (86):5 uses the adjective to translate ‘ready to forgive’; I. H. Marshall gives a full description of its meaning as ‘fairmindedness, the attitude of a man who is charitable towards men’s faults and merciful in his judgment of their failings because he takes their whole situation into his reckoning’. Perhaps ‘graciousness’ is the best English equivalent; and, in the context here, it is to be the spirit of willingness to yield under trial which will show itself in a refusal to retaliate when attacked. It may have seemed an impossible ideal to the Philippians, but the preceding verse is a reminder that such a quality ‘is the outshining of joy in the Lord’, as Michaelis puts it.

            The call to a gracious disposition made possible by God’s grace is buttressed by a solemn warning of the Lord’s nearness, The Lord is near.” 

Another scholar, Preisker (Theological Dictionary of the Old Testament, volume II, pages 588-590), notes that words built off this root refer to God’s kindness that is shown by God to those who do not deserve it.

It would seem, then, that either the word “gentle” or “reasonable” would be good translations of the Greek word epieikes.  So, what does it mean for me to be reasonable and gentle?  It means being gracious to people that I think are wrong.  It means cutting some slack for people who, like me, are under tremendous stress right now. Perhaps practicing gentle reasonableness might even be important for how we treat ourselves.

Neither Paul nor I are saying that this is easy.  Paul and I are, however, saying this: Gentle reasonableness is something that believers are called to cultivate.  There is plenty of harshness and unreason these days. There is always an over-supply of them. We all need to work on producing more gentle reasonableness. It’s the most gentle, and reasonable, thing we can do.

“What Am I Hanging On To, and Who Is Hanging On To Me?”

“My soul clings to you;

your right hand upholds me.” (Psalm 63:8)

I am trying to learn more about music—particularly classical music.  I now listen fairly regularly to an AccuRadio station called “Classical 101.”

I encountered a violin soloist named Rachel Barton Pine as part of a concerto.  I’m not a huge fan of the violin.  I do not say that proudly.  I feel that it is a failing in me.  But I rather liked Rachel’s playing, so I decided to see if I could find out something about her.  What a fascinating young lady!

She took up the violin when she was three years old, after she heard some older girls playing in church.  She was a child prodigy, the real deal.

But most fascinating of all was her comeback from a horrific injury in a train accident.  Here is the account, as told in Wikipedia (“https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rachel_Barton_Pine, accessed 03-29-2029):

“Metra accident

On January 16, 1995, Pine was severely injured in a train accident in the suburb of Winnetka, where she taught violin lessons.[2][43][44][45][46] As she was exiting a Metra commuter train with her violin over her shoulder, the doors closed on the strap to her case, pinning her left shoulder to the train. The doors, which were controlled remotely and had no safety sensors, failed to reopen, and she was dragged 366 feet (112 meters) by the train before being pulled underneath and run over, severing one leg and mangling the other. Pine was saved by the prompt application of tourniquets by several passengers who disembarked from the train after pulling its emergency brake handles.[43]

She sued Metra and the Chicago and North Western Transportation Company for compensation for her injuries and legal and medical expenses. Metra argued that she made the choice not to extricate her arm from the strap of the violin case due to the value of the instrument, a 400-year-old Amati valued at around $500,000, and thus she carried most of the blame for her injuries. The jury ruled in Pine’s favor.[44] Metra changed its conductor safety procedures following the incident and made other changes to the trains themselves.

Daniel Barenboim, the conductor of the Chicago Symphony Orchestra, organized a benefit concert and raised over $75,000 after she was injured.[43] After a two-year hiatus to allow for recovery from her injuries, aided by numerous surgeries and physical therapy, Pine resumed her career.[2]”

I was especially struck by Rachel’s tenacity in not turning loose of her violin!  What would I give a leg not to lose?

And after two years of surgeries and therapy, she resumed her career.  What an amazing lady!

There is a saying, “I’d give an arm and a leg for that!”  For most of us, it is just an expression—and a very exaggerated expression at that.  However, for Rachel Barton Pine, it was literally true.

Is there anything that I would not let go of, no matter what?  Is it worth that much clinging?  Very few things are.  To what or to whom am I clinging?

Jesus?  No, I’m afraid that I am not that intense.  I wish that I were, but I’m not.

But here is the shocking truth: I was apparently so valuable to him that he would not let go, no matter what.  I didn’t cost him an arm and a leg.  I cost him his life.  And so did you.  And so did we all.

Oh, Jesus, I can’t seem to hold on to you, but you can’t seem to let go of me.  Help me to be a good instrument for your concerto performance today.

“Rejoicing: Just Do It!”

“Rejoice in the Lord always; again I will say, rejoice.” (Philippians 4:4)

We live in a sad, stressful, confusing time.  That is true of some people all of the time, and not just now.  Right now, I suspect that it is true of all people all the time.

So, I am trying to memorize and live out Philippians 4:4-9.  Here is how this portion of Paul’s letter to the Philippians goes:

“Rejoice in the Lord always; again I will say, rejoice.

Let your reasonableness be known to everyone. The Lord is at hand;

do not be anxious about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God.

And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.

Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is commendable, if there is any excellence, if there is anything worthy of praise, think about these things.

What you have learned and received and heard and seen in me—practice these things, and the God of peace will be with you.”

(Philippians 4:4–9 The Holy Bible, English Standard Version

https://accordance.bible/link/read/ESVS#Phil._4:4)

Now, it is easy to say, “Well that is easy for Paul to say!  He must have been having a really good day when he wrote this!”

Actually, Paul was in prison.  He had no idea how his case would turn out.  Then too, Paul was writing to a small group of believers in Philippi, whose lives were by no means easy.  But despite Paul being in the slammer, and the Philippians having a rough time, he commands them—and yes, it is an imperative in the Greek—to rejoice.

I doubt that the Philippians were very inclined to rejoice.  Whenever Paul (or anyone else in the Bible) commands someone to do something, it is almost always because they weren’t.  That is, they weren’t doing what he was commanding them to do.

Paul is very emphatic about this command, and he expects rejoicing to be their regular habit.  He reinforces the command in a number of ways. For one thing, the Greek verb translated “rejoice” is in the present tense, which does not simply mean “in the present” or “right now,” as it does in our language.  Rather, the Greek present tense suggests a continual or repetitive action. In other words, Paul is saying that rejoicing is to be a continuous, repetitive, ongoing reality in our lives.  But just in case his readers didn’t get the point, Paul adds the word “always.”  And if they missed that cue, Paul very intentionally repeats himself.  “I say it again: Rejoice!”  Yes, Paul is being rather emphatic—if indeed you can be rather emphatic.

So, can you actually rejoice continually?  Yes, I think you can.  I’ve known a few people who have pulled it off.  They rejoice continually, not because things are going well, but because they choose to be joyful people.  They seem to rejoice in what they have and in what they do not have.

A friend of mine met with a bunch of us this morning through the magic of the Zoom teleconferencing app.  He is a very active, athletic person who does not relish inactivity.  I was kind of concerned about how this might affect him.  I needn’t have worried.  He was full of joy and enthusiasm.  Seems he thinks that this coronavirus is a wonderful opportunity.

Maybe it is.  Joy can be chosen on any given day.  I am choosing joy today.

You?

“Stay Well, Stay Strong, and Stay Connected”

A young friend of mine texted me, to ask how Sharon and I were doing.  That was so kind of him.  Just being checked on feels very good these days.  It is always a good thing, but these days I am more aware of how wonderful it is.

I texted back that, as far as I know right now (and how far is that, I wonder?), we are doing fine.  And of course, I asked him how they were doing.  They are fine too.

And then I texted this: “Stay well, stay strong, and stay connected.”

I don’t really know where that came from.  God perhaps?  But whatever or whoever its source, that encapsulates what I think we all need to be focused on during these uncertain days.

There are many choices we can make these days to stay well.  We can keep a respectful distance from others.  We can wash our hands.  We can exercise a bit, even if we’re pretty much housebound.  Most of us can get out and enjoy the fresh air and the beginnings of spring.  We can limit our exposure to electronic influences on the tv, the radio, and the internet  Instead, we might choose to pick up a book, listen to some really good music, or learn a new skill (or resurrect an old one).

We can stay strong too.  I am not talking just about staying physically strong, though that has its place.  There is also mental strength and emotional strength.  I don’t know exactly what form emotional and mental strength would take for you, but I can I tell you what my own provisional understanding of those strengths would be: Mental and emotional strength are the awareness of what I am feeling and thinking, acknowledging those feelings and thoughts, and doing the next right thing—no matter what.

And then, there is staying connected.  Even with social distancing, there are many chances to connect.  I greet my neighbors (admittedly, from a distance) with a cheery “How are you doing?” with a lot more sincerity and intensity than I used to do?  I telephone people more often.  I text.  I email.  Even these blog posts are designed to keep in touch.  I picture you at your computer reading them, and perhaps taking a little encouragement from them.  Who knows?  I might even begin writing honest-to-goodness letters!  (Well, I don’t know if I want to go that retro.)

Of course these three—staying well, strong, and connected—are all connected.  Perhaps, ultimately, they are one.

So, my wish for you is this: Stay well, stay strong, and stay connected.  Today and every day.

“On Struggling to be Respectful”

Honor everyone. Love the brotherhood. Fear God. Honor the emperor.” (1 Peter 2:17)

In going back over my blog posts, I notice that I write a lot about respect, a.k.a. “honor”.  There are many reasons for this.  For one thing, we live in a very disrespectful society these days, and I’m trying to swim up current .  For another thing, I think that respect or honor is very important.  But I will tell you the main reason why I write so much about respect and honor: I struggle with it—a lot.

I suppose that I struggle with it in many ways and with many people.  Struggles are like icebergs: Most of them are submerged and hidden.  You only see how big they are when you hit them.

However, while I’m not sure of the depth of my disrespect problem, I can tell you that there are several politicians that I know I have a really difficult time honoring.  There is one other person (not a politician) whom I struggle to respect.

At this point, I can almost hear you recite, dear reader, the common maxim, “Respect is not given.  It has to be earned.”  However, I believe, as a would-be Christ-follower, I am called to honor/respect everyone, as 1 Peter 2:17 says.  But, unfortunately, I act as if I believed the common maxim, rather than believing 1 Peter 2:17.  So, what do I really believe, if I don’t act on the basis of what I think God’s will is for me?

I would love to wiggle out of the “all” in 1 Peter 2:17, but I suspect that, by using the Greek word pan (“all”), Peter really meant all.  It is tempting to try to do an end run around the command to honor all men, by saying that this actually means “all kinds of people.”  However, does this really take me off the hook?  I don’t think so.  After all, all kinds of people would, I think, include all people.  Yes?

I mentioned earlier in this post that there is one other person who is not a politician whom I struggle to respect.  The problem with not respecting or honoring this person is that I am very close to this person.  Very close.  In fact, I am that person.  I never quite come up to my lofty expectations.  In fact, sometimes I don’t even come close.  So, self-respect is an ongoing battle.

And yet, I suspect that the word “all” even embraces me.

But I hear someone protest, “But isn’t there some validity in the idea that respect should be earned?”  Perhaps, but I doubt it.

However, there is another idea that sounds roughly similar, although I think there is a huge chasm that separates the true from the false.  The truth, at least as I see, it this: Those who are given respect whether they’ve earned it or not, need to live in such a way as to live worthily of the gift of respect.  I also suspect that those who are given this gift are also better positioned to live a worthy life.

My wife is giving me some cooking lessons.  (Please pray for her—and for me!)  In many arenas of life, the order of two things doesn’t matter.  I don’t know much about cooking yet, but I am learning.  One of the things I’ve learned is that, in some cases, the order in which ingredients are put into a concoction matters profoundly.  If I, or anyone, puts the ingredients into whatever we’re making in the wrong order, things do not go well.  Either the ingredients do not mix well, or they do not cook properly.

Of course, in the case of cooking, a ruined dish isn’t the end of the world.  It may, in fact, be a valuable lesson.  However, if a surgeon begins cutting on his patient before she has created a sterile field, things may not end well for the patient—or for the surgeon.

In the case of respect-as-a-gift and respect-as-a-challenge-to-live-worthily, I think the order matters supremely, as it does with a surgeon.  It is the people who have given me the gift of respect, who have also invited to live worthily.  I may or may not respond positively to the invitation, but it is important that I have received the invitation.  Furthermore, when I am given the gift of respect I often also find the motivation to live a worthwhile live.  I suspect that this is generally true.

Consider yourself, myself, and all selves as having been invited to this respect party!

R.S.V.P.

“Humor During a Serious Plague”

“All the days of the oppressed are wretched,

but he cheerful heart has a continual feast.”  (Proverbs 15:15, New International Version)

Call it a “pandemic,” or call it by an old-fashioned name like a “plague,” or call it macaroni, if you like.  This coronavirus outbreak is a serious matter.  It needs to be treated as such.  In fact, it is well past serious. It left serious in the rearview mirror weeks ago.  It is now downright grim, and likely to become much grimmer.

However, even in times like these, humor is important.  Perhaps especially in times like these, humor is essential.

So, today’s blog post—without glossing over how serious this plague-ish pandemic is—is going to risk (possibly) making you laugh.

First (and this is in the rather grim humor category), is an occurrence from a grocery store whose name shall remain anonymous.  (I will give you a hint: An anagram for the name of the store is rekorg.)

I was in the coffee aisle, with my mask and latex gloves on, trying to find some flavored coffee.  I usually buy whatever is cheapest at General Dollar, but I decided that, since the world was coming to an end, I would treat myself to some nicer coffee.  As I was shelf-reading the coffee aisle, my eyes suddenly were jolted wide open, as if I had just had a double-shot of espresso.  For there on the shelf was a coffee called—and I am not making this up—“DEATH WISH”!  It even had the skull-and-crossbones on the package. Where do coffee companies come up with the names for all these specialty coffees? In view of what we are going through right now, this one should probably be retired.

Second story.

I was sitting in the rocker watching a rerun of Adam-12.  Our little dog was on my lap.  She jumped down.  At the commercial break, I decided to look for her.  I did not even have to get up.  She was standing on the third step of the stairs, right beside the rocker, staring at me.  “What does that look mean?” I asked.  Of course, she did not answer in any language that I know.

“Come back down,” I said to the little black and white creature.  She did.  Then, she leapt back up in my lap, climbed up my arm onto my shoulders and neck, and began licking my bald head.  I laughed and laughed.  Apparently our little dog is not terribly intimidated by the coronavirus.

Third story.

I don’t know if Progressive is really good insurance or not, but they most certainly make good commercials.  Take, for example, the bigfoot commercial.  Before I make any comment, you need to have a look at the commercial, if you are not familiar with it.  You may access it at https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AeavqyDYQtQ.

My wife was very eager to show me this video.  It may have been because she thinks I’m rather full of myself, and always want to be the center of attention.  If this was her thought, she had the decency not to say so.

Or, of course, it may be because my name is Daryl.  And yes, I’m afraid my feet really are pretty big. I am not writing a screen play, but I am a writer.

Go ahead and laugh!  I dare you! In fact, I give you permission!

“Fairness and Praise”

Who can utter the mighty deeds of the LORD,

                    or declare all his praise?

Blessed are they who observe justice,

                    who do righteousness at all times!” (Psalm 106:2-3, English Standard Version)

Fairness and praise: Does that sound like a strange couple to you?  A bit like Billy Joel and Christie Brinkley (who are now uncoupled)?

It strikes me as more than a little bizarre as well.  I’ve noticed that Christians and churches that are known for their emphasis upon justice, fairness, and social issues are not generally known for their praise.  And I’ve noticed that Christians and churches that are known for their praise are not usually famous for their emphasis on social issues.

Yet this psalm combines the these two.  No, the psalm does not simply combine them.  It welds them together with an unbreakable bond.

The Hebrew word translated “justice” in verse 3 is mishpat.  Many translations bring this word into the English/American languages with our word “justice.”  However, I don’t like that word.  That is because our word “justice” is often synonymous with “punishment.”  While the Hebrew word mishpat does contain the idea of punishment at times, that is not the only nuance of the word.  The word can (and often does) suggest that God is fair in God’s dealings with us.  It also has to do with fairness in our dealings with one another.

So, if I am being fair all day, every day, am I praising God?  Yes!  And that is the kind of praise that God especially loves.  If we commit ourselves to living a life of fairness, then we might not find this pairing of praise and fairness so strange.  In fact, we might decide that it’s a pretty good marriage.

“God and Social Distancing”

“God doesn’t do social distancing.” (My wife)

“There is tomorrow’s blog post! (Me, to my wife)

When this brief exchange occurred between my wife and me, we were doing the virtual worshiping thing.  Our praise band was singing  the song, “Reckless Love.” Here are the words to this wonderful song:

“Before I spoke a word, You were singing over me

You have been so, so good to me

Before I took a breath, You breathed Your life in me

You have been so, so kind to me

Oh, the overwhelming, never-ending, reckless love of God

Oh, it chases me down, fights ’til I’m found, leaves the ninety-nine

I couldn’t earn it, and I don’t deserve it, still, You give Yourself away

Oh, the overwhelming, never-ending, reckless love of God, yeah

When I was Your foe, still Your love fought for me

You have been so, so good to me

When I felt no worth, You paid it all for me

You have been so, so kind to me

And oh, the overwhelming, never-ending, reckless love of God

Oh, it chases me down, fights ’til I’m found, leaves the ninety-nine

And I couldn’t earn it, and I don’t deserve it, still, You give Yourself away

Oh, the overwhelming, never-ending, reckless love of God, yeah

There’s no shadow You won’t light up

Mountain You won’t climb up

Coming after me

There’s no wall You won’t kick down

Lie You won’t tear down

Coming after me

There’s no shadow You won’t light up

Mountain You won’t climb up

Coming after me

There’s no wall You won’t kick down

Lie You won’t tear down

Coming after me

There’s no shadow You won’t light up

Mountain You won’t climb up

Coming after me

There’s no wall You won’t kick down

Lie You won’t tear down

Coming after me

There’s no shadow You won’t light up

Mountain You won’t climb up

Coming after me

There’s no wall You won’t kick down

Lie You won’t tear down

Coming after me

Oh, the overwhelming, never-ending, reckless love of God

Oh, it chases me down, fights ’til I’m found, leaves the ninety-nine

And I couldn’t earn it, I don’t deserve it, still, You give Yourself away

Oh, the overwhelming, never-ending, reckless love of God, yeah”

(Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Caleb Culver / Cory Asbury / Ran Jackson

Reckless Love lyrics © Bethel Music Publishing, Essential Music Publishing, Watershed Music Group”)

There is, of course, some debate among believers as to whether or not the word “reckless” should ever be used in connection with God.  On the other hand, what word, or words, or phrases have not been the subject of debate among believers.

But all controversy to one side, God’s love is reckless, or at least seems to be so.  The Christian story is this: We all had a fatal disease called sin.  Some people were largely asymptomatic, but we were all carriers.  Some people died excruciating and swift deaths.  Many seemed to have mild cases, and to get “better” relatively quickly.  The word “seemed” in the preceding sentence is the reason for the air quotes around the word “better.”  The truth is that sin was always fatal.  There were no survivors.  The mortality rate was 100%.

God, in what appeared to be a very reckless love, came to earth to live among us, to teach us, but also to die for us.  He did not catch our disease.  No.  He took our disease upon himself—the disease of the whole world.  Every man, woman, and child of all time—past, present, and future.  And he died.  The disease killed him in a few hours, due to the sheer magnitude of the disease that God took upon himself.

And then, a few days later, this Reckless Lover was raised from the dead.  This was not just to vindicate Him.  Oh no!  It was also to show that this deadly disease called sin had been dealt a deadly blow by Reckless-Love-In-The-Flesh, at the cross.

The One who could have certainly practiced social distancing from us contaminated, contagious sinners, instead came very near and took all our contamination and contagion on himself.

Reckless?  Yes!  Loving?  Most definitely!

“Repentance and Conforming to the Gospel”

Today’s “3-Minute Retreat” from Loyola Press (which you can access at https://www.loyolapress.com/retreats/the-consequences-of-not-repenting-start-retreat) was based on Luke 13:5:

“But I tell you, if you do not repent, you will all perish as they did!”

The retreat master writes, “To perish, to be lost forever, is not a pleasant thought on which to dwell. It is better to repent, to be contrite, so that you can come to a place of starting anew. In the deepest part of ourselves we know there is no other way to change. To repent is much more than saying “I’m sorry.” It is the profound understanding that we must conform our lives to the Gospel, or be lost forever.”

To say “I’m sorry” is very difficult for me.  It probably is for virtually everyone.

But to conform to the Gospel of Jesus Christ—that is on border between excruciatingly difficult and absolutely impossible.  Anyone who thinks it is easy to follow Jesus has probably never read Matthew, Mark, Luke, or John.  Or, at least, they have not taken those documents seriously.

There is a good reason for the subtitle of this website: “Musings of a Deeply Flawed Christ-Follower.”  Sometimes, the flaws seem so much more real than the part about following Christ.

One of my 12-step readings from Hazelden made a very similar point about actually living a transforming life.  Here it is:

“Let no one be deluded that a knowledge of the path can substitute for putting one foot in front of the other.

—M. C. Richards

Recovering men know this path is not always easy. We usually talk about the benefits of recovery and the many promises of the program. Today, in our fellowship, we talk of the challenges we must face in order to recover. Honesty may be the greatest challenge. It is frightening to be honest with ourselves about things we have never really admitted or faced before.

Sometimes we have new and confusing feelings and think something must be wrong with us. But we may be just experiencing the logical outcome of our earlier commitment to be honest. No one recovers by thinking about it. We must actively take each Step and meet the challenges presented. We are not alone with our difficulties. We are part of a large movement of men committed to recovery, and this quiet moment is one way in which we are simply putting one foot in front of the other.

Today, I pray for the courage to remain faithful when the fears and pains of my transformation are overwhelming.” (From Touchstones: A Book of Daily Meditations for Men ©1986, 1991 by Hazelden Foundation.)

Yes!

Conforming myself to the Gospel, being transformed by putting one foot in front of the other in the direction of a sane, sober, loving life—these are not easy.  But then, neither is staying the way I am.  And no one has to do any of this alone or all at once.  I have good companions who both encourage and hold me accountable.  And I have the strength to take this one step in this one moment.

“The Divine Yes, and the Human Yes”

For all the promises of God find their Yes in him. That is why it is through him that we utter our Amen to God for his glory.” (2 Corinthians 1:20, italics mine)

Here is part of a reading from my “3-Minute Retreat” from Loyola Press, based on The Shema (Deuteronomy 6:4):

“The Hebrew people were freed from slavery in Egypt and saved from Pharaoh’s army at the Red Sea. Through Moses God gave the people a choice whether or not they wanted to continue to live in relationship with him. They enthusiastically said yes. The one condition that God gave them was that God must be first in their lives. Nothing or no one else could be given greater priority. God has given us that same condition. We are tempted every day to let other people and things take God’s place in our life. At those times we can remember Moses’ instruction to the Hebrew people and join in an enthusiastic Yes! to God.”

Saying “Yes” to God!  Yes, that is the challenge.  And this “yes” is not a one-shot deal.  I need to renew my yes with every beat of my heart, with every breath, with every thought, with every deed.

Oh God, this challenge is way beyond me.  I simply can’t and won’t live this way consistently.  Come to me in my waywardness.  Empower me to do what I cannot do.  Be my miracle of consistent obedience.  Be my human yes, oh divine Yes!

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