Thanks, Lord

My son and I took a stroll yesterday evening to the Chapel at Gainesville's Northeast Georgia Regional Hospital. After the birth of his first child (my first grandson), I invited him to accompany me to the chapel to pray thanksgiving and to my joy, he accepted the invitation. I was so supprised I hardly didnt know what to pray when he got down on his knees next to me at the little altar set there. He had told me on the walk that he felt like God was in the birthing room with them while Kelly was in labor. Apparently, the doctor had been telling them that if the baby's heartbeat continued to drop during the contractions, they would have to seriously consider a c-section birth. He told me that he was praying that that would not be necessary......

A new life brings out the best of us and helps us realize the true reality that our God does, in fact, exist. The Holy Spirit was in the room with Dan and Kelly and little Oliver during those precarious few minutes. As it turned out, no c-section was needed and yet another of the Lord's gracious answers to prayer was answered.

So, what am I thankful for on Thanksgiving Day, 2009? Actually, I dont have the space or time to list it all. Even if I spent the rest of the day listing it all, the list would be incomplete. Formost on the list, however would be the following:

Thanks, Lord for answering prayer and thanks for your loving Grace. I for one will do my best to be deserving. Amen.

Comfort

As a pallbearer in a dear friend's funeral yesterday, I was escorted to the front row of the chapel so that I (and the others) could exit the side door at the end of the service to help with placing the casket into the hearse.

I have never sat on the front row at a funeral and it is a very revealing place to be. Of course, directly in front of me was an astounding array of flowers. As the minister spoke of comfort and as the family grieved, I stared at all the flowers to help me fight off tears. I could smell the fragrance and see the glory of their beauty. The thought hit me that my friend must be walking in a beautiful garden at that time. I was comforted with that thought throughout the service and even through the graveside service as well.

The Lord answered my prayer for comfort by showing me His wonders and assuring me that this was not a goodbye...it was "until we meet again".

Crossroad Decisions

There have been probably only four crossroads I have stood at in my life that have been real cause for concern as to which way to go. First, my decision to join the military, second my decision to ask my wife to marry me, third my decision to return to church. The fourth one I stand at now. This is my decision to retire. After 36 years of faithful service to Ma Bell, I think now it can be time to venture down a new path. It hasn't been an easy crossroads to face.

Pastor Gary has been preaching/teaching on Moses for a few weeks now and that story has been an inspiration to me. When God called Moses to stand at his crossroads, I can only imagine what that must have felt like. After all, Moses was somewhat comfortable at the time and now, to leave and return to Egypt, and convince a hardened Pharoah to release a couple million people from slavery isn't any small task. We must all trust God when standing at a crossroads in our lives. If we allow Him to guide us in the direction to take, the road may not be easy but I can speak from experience, it will always be the correct one.

I can say with some confidence that I have allowed God to guide me. I wouldn't have it any other way. I don't rightly know where the new path will lead, but I do know the walk will be with Him by my side.

Into the Word

I began my first Disciple 1 Bible Class last night and part of the orientation I presented dealt with choosing a Bible that works for you. I provided examples of some of the various English Versions like KJV, NIV, NASB...you know, the common ones. I thought that giving my students a comparison of how translations can differ would help them if they were in the market of choosing a Bible version to use for the course. The thought occurs to me that translators of a language into English encounter a huge wall on some words. Take the word "for" for example. When I say I pray "for" someone, it could be taken two different ways. It could mean I pray on that person's behalf (as if perhaps they can't pray or dont know how to.) Or, it could mean that I am praying that God will help or bless that person. The Scholars and Theologians that translated the Bible had to be so very careful in how they worded passages. After due investigation and research and prayer, I decided on a version of the Bible that would "work for me". I trust however, that it was the Holy Spirit that made the decision FOR me. Whatever version of the Bible you use, just use it. Please.

Just Talking at Sunrise

Every time I have been to the beach on vacation, it never fails to awe me at sunrise. I always make it a point to get up in time to see the first rays of light appear out over the ocean and be at the water's edge when the red ball shows it's curve on the horizon. The thought always comes into my head that i'm looking at another profile of the face of God. Usually, my morning prayer at the beach at these times is just a simple conversation. I dont ask for anything or pray for anyone; I just greet our Heavenly Father and listen and wait for his presence to be felt. I often wonder if anyone can gaze upon an ocean sunrise and not feel His presence. Psalm 33 sings praises to God and His awesome Glory and it comes to mind as I watch the sun come up over the ocean. How can I pray anything but praise to Him when I see this sight? To imagine that God spoke this into existence is almost beyond comprehension but I am so thankful for being able to see it! In invite you to read Psalm 33 and enjoy.....praise be to Him.

Fishing

My wife and I are going on vacation to a nice beach in Florida this weekend. In planning for the trip, I have decided to do some surf fishing on the beach. As I was shopping at Outdoor World today for a new spinning reel, as often occurs, bible things entered my mind. I remembered Jesus saying, "...follow me and I will make you fishers of men." In my walk I have always tried to catch men for the Kingdom but I often wonder if I have been very much of a success. I try not to let that bother me because I know small seeds grow into big trees and I believe in my heart that He wasnt just saying that. I follow Him, thus I will catch men. It's what a disciple does. The thought occurs to me as I write that it's not important to know I have caught men....it is important to know that I will.

The Joy of Fatherhood

My sons haven't said a whole lot to me about how they feel about becoming fathers. I often wonder what is on their minds as they experience their wives pregnancies. I remember the agonizing anticipation during the times when they both were on the way. Becoming a new dad is becoming a new person. It is a life event blessing that Our Father in Heaven bestowes upon us that nothing else compares to. My first reaction in my heart to both of my sons when they came into the world was a sense of awe of the miracle and immediate joy and thanksgiving. Becoming a Grandfather is a new beginning and another great blessing! I cant wait.....agonizing again.....