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Date / Time: 5/31/2008 3:46 AM UTC
Grace & Peace!
Like many people across America, my family celebrated Memorial Day this past weekend with our traditional cookout. There was plenty of great food, music, family, and fun to go around. The sun was shining brightly and a cool breeze kept the sweat on our brows from becoming too problematic. We couldn't have asked for a better day.
Amid all the gaiety, a group of children playing in the backyard happened to stumble upon a litter of newborn rabbits. Cute little things they are--or, at least, they usually are. You see, all of them were practically dead. I heard a scream and then lots of crying. My 5-year-old niece, who has a rather sensitive soul, was devastated because she thought that her running and jumping all over the yard had contributed to the untimely deaths of these baby bunnies. I felt her pain and tried to comfort her. But her sobbing went on and on.
She was mourning the dead, though she didn't realize why it hurt her so deeply. To my surprise, everyone else had quickly resumed their playing and frolicking, as if nothing had happened. But the dead bunnies stuck with my niece (and with me, though I didn't let on to the stoic adults who were scolding the child and telling her, "Enough is enough. It's all over now. Stop crying."
I didn't realize how deeply it had affected me until the next day when my mother announced that she saw another bunny, lying dead on the patio. She said she would go out to remove his tiny carcass before my niece got home from school. We all thought that was a good idea. Several hours later, as we were preparing to discard his little body, my sister peaked outdoors and noticed his legs were moving. She screamed, "Oh my goodness! It's not dead. I think it's still alive!"
Both my mother and sister were too squeamish to go and check on him, so I was sent to handle the deed: to put him out of his misery because he was probably half dead already. As I approached, I noticed that his eyes were shut tightly and he appeared to be attempting to upright himself, as if he were struggling to get somewhere. I bit my lip, trying to prevent the tears from falling down my face like I had done the day before. I grabbed a cloth, so that I could wrap him in it and throw him away. But as I knelt there in the hot sun, watching his little legs fighting for survival, I just couldn't do it.
I thought, "How can I kill him? He's fighting for his life? God, what am I going to do?"
I was scared and torn. I couldn’t just leave him there to die, nor could I help him along his way. I was just as choked up as my niece had been the day before. Me, the one who was sent to handle the matter--the one they always send to exterminate large insects and other creepy crawly things too disgusting for "gentile women" to touch. God knows that the only reason I'm able to do it is because someone has to and, well, I'm it.
But this was different. That little bunny didn't need to be put out of his misery. He needed my help. But I felt so helpless...unable to do anything. I’m no doctor and I know nothing about rabbits, except that they eat carrots. So I did what came naturally to me as a believer on Christ: I prayed.
I put down my cloth and scooped up that tiny creature ever so gently, cupping him in the palm of my hands because that's about how big he was. His breaths came quickly, but his feet stopped kicking when I picked him up. I smiled and thought, "He's comfortable with me."
Then I heard my mom say, "They all came out of a hole over there." She pointed me to the small burrow in the grass—as if she knew what I was thinking. When I got there, I noticed that there were twigs and some fuzzy cotton-like material stuffed near the front of the hole--sort of like a tiny doorway. "The Mama Rabbit must have put all that stuff there."
As I knelt down, I asked the Lord to have mercy on that little bunny and help him to survive. He was struggling so hard to live. “We must have found him to save him, so please don’t let him die.”
Still fighting back my tears and trying to remain strong for the others--who were watching me from behind the screen door—I gingerly placed the little bunny rabbit into the opening of the hole. At first, he fell forward. I gasped and set him on his side, praying that I didn't hurt him. Then he curled himself up, filling up the entrance of the hole and began to cry out. It was weird. I thought I had injured him...that he was whining in pain. I rubbed his side with my fingers and he stopped. But after a while, the crying sounds started again.
"Oh God! Please have mercy! Please help him." At this point, I couldn't help it anymore. I stood up, as a few tears slipped past my rapidly blinking eyelids. I wiped them away with the backs of my hands and began walking back to the house. Now my mom and sister were scared, too. They started asking if we could call the animal control team to come out. We made a quick dash to the computer to look up the number online, and then called. But sadly, they said they only deal with certain types of animals. We would have to pay someone to come out and get the bunnies.
About 15 minutes passed and I decided to go back out and check on "Sparky"—the name I gave my little bunny because of his energy and determination to live. To my surprise, he was no longer at the entrance of the hole. Worried, I leaned in a little closer to see what had happened. I put my hand inside the hole and gently patted around to see if I could feel anything. There he was, sitting about two to four inches away from the opening.
All at once I realized what must have been going on. When we thought he was crying in agony, he must have been calling his Mom to come and help him inside.
"Guys! Guys! He's in the hole! His Mom must have pulled him in. Wow! Thank You, Lord! Thank You!"
I was so excited. So grateful. So relieved. Sparky had survived what his brothers and sisters had not and God allowed us to see it. THANK YOU, LORD!!! I covered the hole with the makeshift door his mother had put together and then put a small table over the entire area, so that no one would step on it. We had all been blessed to see this little guy triumph over death and we were not going to take any chances.
I asked my sister if she would share the good news with my niece, but she's concerned that the child's pain is still too near. That could be true. About four bunnies had died the day before and that was very difficult for her. We cannot change that. But for me, seeing that one survive--and being God's instrument to make it happen--is a miracle.
As a born-again Christian and His witness, I learned a very important lesson that day. We won’t be able to save everyone, just like those dead bunnies. But oh the joy at seeing even one make it in! Praise God! Oh how the heavens rejoice over the one! My soul rejoices at the thought of it, too!
Don't get discouraged. There will be many apparent losses…many dead bunnies. Just keep your focus on doing what God has commissioned us to do—sharing the Gospel, living for Jesus, and spreading His love everywhere--and every once in a while you will save one. REJOICE!
May the God of Peace, Love & Joy, Maker of the Heavens and the Earth, richly bless you today and forevermore, through Christ Jesus, our Savior and Lord! AMEN!
Firmly In His Grip,
Genikwa
Date / Time: 5/22/2008 3:52 PM UTC
Good morning and God bless you today!
When I opened my e-mail today, I was stunned to find a news report about the tragic death of a gospel singer’s 5-year-old daughter. Adding insult to injury is the fact that the child was accidentally hit by an SUV driven by her teenage brother.
That news cut through my soul. For starters, that is a horrible thing to happen to anyone. The news article reports that several family members witnessed the accident. My soul grieves for their loss and I pray that God will send them great Comfort as only He can. Then, of course, I remembered that I have a 5-year-old niece who is always at our heels. Sometimes I turn around and, to my surprise, there she is—so small and easily missed by us big and tall adults.
Immediately, I regretted that I had read that e-mail before I knelt down for my morning prayer time. The Inbox screen was up and open and it just jumped right out at me. I told my sister that I wished I hadn’t it read it before I had talked to God and she said, “Well, now you can pray about it.”
Wow. And that settled it. That was why I was allowed to see it in the first place, so that I would be mindful of it in my prayers.
So as I worshipped, praised, and thanked God for His goodness, I remembered that family’s loss—and the pain and suffering they are no doubt experiencing now. I prayed that the Lord would comfort them and cover their hearts and minds to block out the devil’s voice that seeks to point fingers of blame. I prayed for God’s perfect peace and that this thing would not rip that family apart, but unit them in God’s Love and their love for one another. I prayed that they would know and find strength in God’s promise to believers that to be absent from the body means we are present with the Lord. (Hallelujah!) I prayed for God to protect my own niece and all other little children who stand but so high and often do get “missed” in blind spots. I prayed for the parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles, sisters, brothers, other family members and friends who love them and try their best to protect them, knowing that in all things God is in control. I prayed hard and long about whatever the Lord brought to my heart in that time.
I thank God that He hears and answers prayers. I know that He hears me and believe that He has already done what I have asked. As believers, it is our duty to intercede on behalf of others in our family, the church, our communities, nation, and world. We are to pray for those who are saved and those who are not. We are to pray constantly about everything. God has anointed some and commissioned all of us to do this and we ought not to forget it.
It is my sincere prayer this day that the Lord will bless you and protect you…that He will smile on you and be gracious to you…that He will show you his favor and give you his peace, in Jesus’ name I pray. Amen.
Date / Time: 5/22/2008 3:48 PM UTC
By Alan Riley
If you love someone, you care very deeply about the things they care about. If something is important to one you love, it is important to you.
Did you know that unity in the family of God is very, very important to Jesus? It is so important to Him that in the garden shortly before the soldiers arrived to arrest Him, Jesus prayed that we would be one just as He and His Father are one. Here's what He prayed:
"I'm praying not only for them, but also for those who will believe in me because of them and their witness about me. The goal is for all of them to become one heart and mind- Just as you, Father, are in me and I in you, so they might be one heart and mind with us. Then the world might believe that you, in fact, sent me. The same glory you gave me, I gave them, so they'll be as unified and together as we are- I in them and you in me. Then they'll be mature in this oneness, and give the godless world evidence That you've sent me and loved them in the same way you've loved me." (John 17:20-23, The Message)
Sadly, you don't have to hang out at church more than a few minutes to realize that we are not one. In fact, the Body of Christ couldn't be more disunited. We're fragmented into hundreds of denominations, and even within those denominations the members can't even agree on the smallest things.
I am absolutely convinced the disunity of the Body is the devil's proudest accomplishment in the last two thousand years. Think about it: If you were the devil, how would you go about making sure the world didn't come to know Jesus? He can't discredit the Savior; He is blameless and spotless. He can't discredit God's word; it is truth without mixture of error. He can't discredit the message of the Gospel; it is the power of God unto salvation. So what's the devil to do to slow the spread of the Gospel? He went after the weakest link in the chain - us.
The devil is a liar, but he's not stupid. If he can get you and me arguing and fighting with each other we'll be so busy going after each other we won't take the time to tell others about Jesus. And that is precisely what he has done so successfully for most of the last two thousand years.
Here's the truly heartbreaking part- We've been separated for so long and the divisions run so deep that most of us have a great distrust for anyone who proposes unity among the various factions of the Body of Christ. I might have to admit that you are my brother in Christ, but if you adhere to a different belief than me about when in the course of history Jesus is going to return or whether or not a gift of the Holy Spirit is still valid today, I can't worship with you, I can't fellowship with you, I can't work together with you to win our city for Christ, and in a lot of cases I will preach against you in my pulpit. God help us! No wonder the world looks at us and decides they don't want what we claim to possess!
If you look at the disunity in the church and consider how many hundreds of years it took us to become this fractured, it is so easy to give up hope. There's no way we can ever put this back together again. We can't even get 10 people in our church to agree, how can we even dare to think the Body of Christ can ever be united this side of eternity?
But I still believe in and serve a miracle-working God! A God who spoke the universe into existence with the power of His Word. A God who time and time again has done the impossible. The Bible tells us in no uncertain terms that nothing is impossible for God. And in the Garden hours before He died for you and me Jesus prayed - not that you and I would agree on everything, but that we would be one.
God, get your family together again!
Rev. Alan Riley is the Director of Web Operations for Streaming Faith and serves as the Managing Editor of StreamingFaith.com. He is an ordained Baptist Minister and a frequent contributor to the Streaming Faith Daily Devotional. His personal blog can be found at www.alansblog.com.
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Date / Time: 5/20/2008 2:01 AM UTC
Of all the things that we might desire, the Bible clearly recommends one thing highly: wisdom.
An attempt to gain wisdom through a "short cut" was part of the reason for the original sin in the Garden of Eden. Genesis 3:6 says, "When the woman saw that the fruit of the tree was good for food and pleasing to the eye, and also desirable for gaining wisdom, she took some and ate it. She also gave some to her husband, who was with her, and he ate it."
The book of Proverbs was written by King Solomon, a man who God blessed with such wisdom that the whole world sought an audience with him to hear the wisdom that God put in his heart. (1 Kings 10:24). Virtually the entire book of Proverbs is a plea for us to embrace, to seek, and to ask God for wisdom.
Near the beginning of His earthly ministry, Jesus went to his hometown, and the people there were amazed at his miracles, yes, but also by the wisdom that God had given to Him. "Coming to his hometown, he began teaching the people in their synagogue, and they were amazed.”Where did this man get this wisdom and these miraculous powers?" they asked." (Matthew 13:54, NIV)
It's not that Jesus didn't have this wisdom as He was growing up - we know that even as a young boy, His wisdom and insight confounded the learned scholars in the Temple. I suspect that prior to the beginning of His ministry, Jesus quietly went about His work as a carpenter with His father, waiting for the time when all would know Who He was.
What is it about wisdom that makes it more desirable than silver or gold, more precious than any earthly possession? It is because with wisdom is the key to properly leveraging knowledge and experiences. During our lifetimes, we all have many experiences and we all learn things. Whether or not you apply those academic and life lessons to your present circumstances shows whether or not you possess wisdom.
Ever had someone about whom you said, "He's got a lot of book learning, but no common sense whatsoever"? That person lacked wisdom. They may have boundless amounts of knowledge stored in their brains, but without wisdom, they don't know how to apply that knowledge in a practical way to their daily lives.
A nutritionist who has a degree in knowing what they should eat, but who pigs out on junk food and weighs 400 pounds lacks wisdom. An oncologist who daily sees cancer ravage his patients yet smokes two packs of cigarettes a day lacks wisdom. A counselor who has versed in the principles of relationships, understands the importance of the family, and can give advice to others about their marriage, yet leaves his wife and kids for another woman lacks wisdom.
A person who is aware of their sinful condition, and understands the message of the Gospel, yet fails to give his or her life to Jesus Christ clearly lacks wisdom.
Wisdom is that precious gift of insight and understanding from God that leads us to make wise choices in our lives. Samuel Taylor Coleridge said, "Common sense in an uncommon degree is what the world calls wisdom."
Has your life been marked by poor choices? Have you demonstrated time and time again that you do not have wisdom? I have really good news for you. God is a God of second chances. Not to mention third and fourth and fifth...
If the Bible is true - and it is - and the words contained within it are reliable - and they are - then the beginning of wisdom for you is just a prayer away. James 1:5 says, "If any of you lacks wisdom, he should ask God, who gives generously to all without finding fault, and it will be given to him."
It is never too late to begin walking in wisdom.
© Alan Riley all rights reserved.
Date / Time: 5/15/2008 11:10 PM UTC
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