In Psalm 84, God’s blessings transport us from a very dry place to one of abundant springs.  Through the parched valley to His cool place of blessing.  Ready to go?  Showers are in the forecast!

Years ago, my wife worked at a grocery store exactly one mile from our home.  Many days I’d walk to Sue’s workplace to catch a ride home.  A pleasant walk, all downhill!  Always carried Gospel tracts in my back pocket to give away.

Would pray for these neighbors and the only church I passed by;  where, strangely enough, I was asked to preach for two Sundays.  They were between pastors and having a difficult time finding guest speakers.  After worship on that second Sunday, a granddaughter was brought over to me as she needed to accept the Lord into her life.  I was asked to speak with her.  This nine year old asked Jesus into her heart.  Had to pinch myself!

What’s going on here?  I wondered…and prayed.   Only eighteen were in attendance, but I could lead worship until the end of the year, when a new pastor was sure to arrive.

Fourteen years later…!  Now, I’m their pastor emeritus.  Their first ever.

Check your heart for a moment.  Not with an EKG, but with that burden He’s put on your heart.  You know what I’m referring to.  Pay attention to what moves you.  What exactly?  I’ve no idea.  Don’t ask me.  Ask the Lord.  Wait on Him.  He’ll show you. Then do it!

There are showers of blessing in the forecast!  Perhaps it’s dry now where you are, but don’t be surprised if some gentle showers are just around the corner.  Even while you’re walking down the street!

Lord, we so want to serve you for Jesus’ sake.  Amen.



CLOSE TOGETHER… John 15: 5-8

Visiting Jerusalem, we stunned to discover that the exact location of the Temple’s Holy of Holies has been lost.  Hard to fathom that this most holy place remains a mystery.

Makes me wonder– could I ever walk so far away from the Lord that His dwelling place in me would be too hard to find?  Or that my desire for Him would disappear?

I remember times when I was at some spiritual edge, that even there the Lord was tugging at my sleeves, pulling me back to safety.

Reading John 15,  I can sense what happens when we’re less spiritually devoted.  Your Bible gathers dust.  Prayer only for emergencies.  A cold wind blows in our hearts.  Hurts Him deeply.  Jesus yearns to be close to us.  Connected.  Making us healthy branches, bearing fruit from the vine that grows us.  Our lives finding purpose in God’s grand scheme.

When Jesus was speaking with His disciples in John 15, He may have been walking by the Temple.  He sees the entrance to the Holy Place, where steps lead up to a large linen curtain, covering the Holy of Holies.  This curtain is adorned with braided purple, red and blue flowers.  Above is a woven grapevine of gold that craftsmen would make longer as people bring their generous Temple gifts.  Some clusters of golden grapes are said to be over six feet long.  As extra is given, the grapevine grows.

The more we give of ourselves to the Lord, the more useful we’ll be.  That’s what every committed believer wants.  You too.

Give your all and watch His grapevine grow…and  grow even more!  All intertwined, knitted closely to our Lord!  That’s where I want to be.  Join me!

Thank you, Lord, for making us useful in Jesus.  Amen.





It’s a lovely summer Saturday.  Church is packed.  We’re one hour from starting the wedding march when all electric power in our area goes out! None of us knows that a truck has slammed into a power pole.

What the bride knows is that her reception hall would not be available, and that the refrigerators are getting warmer with each passing moment.  She’s inconsolable.  Tears abundant!

Our organist is forced to play the piano.  It’s time.  What should I do?  Begin the wedding?  The bride agrees that we must start her special day, one she’s dreamed about all her life.

It’s a bit dark inside, but some sunshine filters through the windows.  The wedding party processes as practiced the night before.  For here comes the bride, escorted proudly by her father!  All now in place.

I open with a brief message about marriage, ending with the words ‘in the powerful name of Jesus Christ’ whereupon all the lights and power return with a jolting snap from the microphone and a whoosh from the organ!  All I could say is this–‘the name of Jesus is certainly powerful’!  Everyone laughs and claps.

My glib comment overshadows a much deeper truth–Jesus’ name is powerful.  ‘You did not choose me, but I chose you to bear fruit…Then the Father will give you whatever you ask in my name’ (John 15:16).   In His name.

Jesus wants us to be productive.  To make a difference in other’s lives.  Not to gain ‘brownie points’ for ourselves.  No.  Only for Jesus.  Make sure people know whose name is above all others.  Not yours…His!  After all, He can move mountains… and make lights shine!

We love your powerful name, Jesus.  Amen.

TODAY’S FOCUS…Revelation 5:8 and 8:3-4

Today let’s focus on prayer.  Maybe it surprises you that we turn to the book of Revelation.  In the midst of church letters, celestial thrones, scrolls and seals, scary judgements, ‘666’ and ‘the 144,000’, come these verses we dare not ignore.

Revelation 5:8–‘…they were holding golden bowls full of incense, which are the prayers of the saints.’  Prayers, each and every one, uttered by every believer.  All in a container of gold, cradling our prayers, filled with sweet-smelling incense.  An aroma that masks the harsher realities that we pray about.

We remember being in Oman, a country on the coast of the Arabian Peninsula, where men would stand over metal censers containing burning frankincense, which would perfume their bodies, covering offensive odors.  Their robes balloon with incense.

The foul odors of life can be made sweet as we pray to the Lord.  Bring everything to Jesus.  He’ll put them in a golden bowl of sweet incense.  He takes good care and is most attentive.

Revelation 8:3-4–‘Another angel who had a golden censer, came and stood at the altar.  He was given much incense to offer, with the prayers of all the saints, on the golden altar before the throne.  The smoke of the incense, like the prayers of the saints, went up before God…’  Our prayers…so precious.  Directed into the presence of our Lord!

Has God gotten His message across?  That He values our prayers to the nth degree?  Why?  Because they come from us.  His own whom He loves.  Does He listen?  Haven’t you been paying attention?!

Since He values our prayers so much, shouldn’t we offer more of them?

Lord, we love you for cherishing our prayers.  In Jesus’ name.  Amen.

WHY?…Psalm 78: 40-55

For the life of me, I can’t figure it out.  Why is it that we so quickly forget the Lord?  After all, He cares for us like no one else.  Jesus says that no one can snatch His own out of His hands, which means that He can hold onto us with a grip that no super-strong Olympian can match (John 10: 28-29).

Boggles the imagination that all this can slip through our mind’s fingers.  Psalm 78: 42–‘They did not remember His power–the day He redeemed them…’  God’s people forget.  He slips their minds.  How?  Why?  After all He’s done for them.  And yet… they forget.

Glad we’re not like that!  Right?  I’m moving out of the way, because I think lightening may soon strike!  Asaph, the psalmist, says that Israel forgets about their redemption.  How God has led them out of Egypt after displaying many miraculous judgements upon the oppressive Egyptians.  And then for forty years, wandering in the desert, with God never far away.  Never.

Here’s something else to remember–the day of your salvation?  When you became His own?  I don’t have an exact date.  Always envied those who know month, day and hour.  But what I can’t forget is that experience of saying ‘yes’ to His loving voice asking to come into my life.  How could I ever say ‘no’ to Jesus?

I remember… as if yesterday, now over 50 years ago.  Think back to when you first encountered His love and forgiveness.  Think hard and long–that will help you not to forget.  Remembering His unsurpassed compassion for you and me.  Don’t be lazy.  Make the commitment to remember!  Remember when…!

Lord, help us never to forget you.  In Jesus’ name.  Amen.