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Just a Meadow Minute
Just a Meadow Minute
Time for another of my favorite hymns. Maybe this one isn’t quite as familiar to you as some that have appeared in the Meadow Minute, but I love it. Let me tell you how it came about.
At twenty-two years old, Ray Palmer was having a tough year. He felt called into Christian music ministry but found himself stuck teaching at a girl’s school in New York City. The young man was lonely, depressed, and often sick. In his personal study, he found a German poem about a sinner kneeling before the cross. Palmer translated it, and from that inspiration, developed four stanzas. In his journal he would say, “I wrote the verses with tender emotion. There was not the slightest thought of writing for another eye, least of all writing a hymn for Christian worship.”
Two years later, while visiting Boston, he ran across his friend, Lowell Mason. You might not recognize that name but he was a major figure in American music in the early 1800’s. Mason was preparing a new hymnal and asked Palmer if he’d like to contribute anything. Palmer bashfully showed Mason these verses. His friend told him, “You may live many years and do many good things, but I think you will be best known to posterity as the author of ‘My Faith Looks Up to Thee.’” I agree.
My faith looks up to Thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary,
Savior divine!
Now hear me while I pray, take all my guilt away,
O let me from this day be wholly Thine!
May Thy rich grace impart strength to my fainting heart,
My zeal inspire;
As Thou hast died for me, O may my love to Thee
Pure, warm and changeless be, a living fire!
While life’s dark maze I tread and griefs around me spread,
Be Thou my guide;
Bid darkness turn to day, wipe sorrows tears away,
Nor let me ever stray from Thee aside.
When ends life’s passing dream, when death’s cold, threatening stream
Shall o’er me roll,
Blest Savior, then, in love, fear and distrust remove;
O lift me safe above,
A ransomed soul!
It is by faith in God’s wondrous grace that we surrender in repentance to Him and are saved to eternal life. And our faith continues to be our connection to Him as He holds us in His hand where nothing or no one can ever snatch us out. “Jesus loves me, this I know…” Praise God that through the times in my life where I had to “faith it,” my Savior was there.
“Do you not know? Have you not heard? The Everlasting God, the Lord, the Creator of the ends of the earth does not become weary or tired. His understanding is unsearchable. He gives strength to the weary, and to the one who lacks might He increases power.” Isaiah 40:28-29
Dear Jesus, “O let me from this day be wholly Thine!”
Grace,
Tom
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I’m an animal guy. You wouldn’t know it right now at the parsonage since we have not had a dog for many years. I get my “pet fix” by being around our daughter’s rescue, Remy, and getting a chuckle watching him throw a fit for some unknown reason every time Diane walks into the room. Remy loves barking at my wife. I could never get away with that!
Our last dog was a 3 ½ pound Yorkie named Henry. He lived to be over 15 years old. Henry was with me for more than 25% of my life, and at the time of his death, he was older than any of the grandkids. There came a time when his teeth failed him and then his knees failed him, and I determined that I would not fail him. Like so many other people who have had and loved their pets, I came to the point of having Henry put down rather than his living in pain, though every time we saw each other, to the very last time, he loved me and trusted me to do what was best. I was nose-to-nose with my little buddy as he closed his eyes in death, and I refused to let anyone at the clinic touch him after that, holding him all the way home. Knowing that day was coming, I had already prepared a small wooden box for his body to be buried in, and I have a small stone with his name on it in the yard as a reminder of our friendship. Henry’s death was a very emotional time for me then, and it's again emotional for me in writing this out now. Animal lovers do become attached to our pets…don’t we?
On my Facebook feed, there are any number of moving posts about lost or abandoned pets and other videos showing unbridled joy as animals find their “forever homes.” There are pleas for anyone willing to adopt and rescue animals, and stories of pets being reunited with their owners after extended periods apart. We tend to attach human personality traits and character flaws to animals, and the sacrifices we make in time, energy, and resources to see they are cared for can reach tremendous extremes. Animal lovers do become attached…don’t we?
Guess what. God cares about the animals, too. He provided for them in His creation—"high mountains for the wild goats”, “cliffs as a refuge for the rock badgers”, “grass for the cattle.” Jesus once used His Father’s concern for the lowly sparrow to help His followers grasp the extent of God’s concern for the needs of humans. Does it seem unimportant to you that God is emotionally invested in birds, i.e., animals, as well as humans? True to God’s Word, in comparison to humans, the sparrow has little value, but God still values the life of a bird enough to be moved by its death.
Still, this Meadow Minute is about more than ours and God’s love for the creatures of the earth. This is a message about God’s amazing love for mankind and how far He went to provide us with eternal life.
Jesus said, “Therefore, do not fear; you are of more value than many sparrows,” Matthew 10:31.
Guess what. We are to have God’s amazing love for mankind as well. Does it move you to see the lost and abandoned people in this evil world, without Christ, headed for a devil’s hell? When was the last time you witnessed the unbridled joy of one lost sinner finding his or her “forever home?” Does your compassion extend beyond the welfare of a puppy or a kitten to include inviting a friend or family member to know the One who can rescue them and offer “the adoption as His child” in a personal, and life-changing relationship. Maybe all of this is an invitation for you, Christian, to reunite with the Savior after an extended period of running away from Him. He wants so much to reconnect. Do you consider it tremendously extreme to commit the time, energy, and resources necessary to see those without Christ being given the opportunity to know Him? What is there in this life, who is there in this life that you are more attached to than Jesus? God will not fail you, even in death. The Bible says that no one can snatch a Christian out of the Father’s hand—He’ll hold you all the way home. There is a place prepared for those who love God, and if you have trusted “the Stone that the builders rejected” as your Lord and Savior, your name is already written in the Lamb’s Book of Life. That’s how attached God is to you. That’s how much He values you!
Grace,
Tom
My good friend Dan Jackson and I have shared a running joke for over three years. It involves all the many stories found on the internet about random people attempting to pet buffaloes. Most of these stories, as you would expect, do not end well for the simpletons giving it a try. And apparently, there is always some “Johnny-on-the-spot” bystander with a smart phone just waiting to record the fun! Each time Dan or I find such a story, we both end up shaking our heads at the scary reality that such naïve individuals walk among us on this earth.
All of us, I suppose, have done stupid things at one time or another in our lives. As Forrest Gump said, “Stupid is as stupid does.” But doing unwise things is relative when it comes to life. For instance, under normal circumstances, you will never see me jumping out of a perfectly airworthy aircraft. However, if the plane is going down in a ball of flames, that’s an entirely different story. Hand me a parachute. Some people love tempting death by going sky diving. Others give in to temptations that destroy their health or wealth or even their marriages. Still others are tempted to spend their days searching on-line for the next dangerous social craze for some unexplainable reason. Yes, I have done some ridiculous things in my life. And in answer to your question, dear reader, “They’re none of your business!” I suppose a certain amount of wisdom and good judgement can come to us through surviving times of less than stellar experiences. But how many of the same poor decisions have you made, how many of the same temptations have you succumbed to…more than once? For that matter, how many poor decisions have you made, how many temptations have you succumbed to after personally witnessing the negative consequences inflicted on others who made the exact same mistakes first?
Paul wrote in 1 Corinthians 10:13, “No temptation has overtaken you except something common to mankind; and God is faithful, so He will not allow you to be tempted beyond what you are able, but with the temptation will provide the way of escape also, so that you will be able to endure it.”
How patient must our Heavenly Father be? It seems plausible that somewhere along the way, He might have questioned His decision to grant us free will? Trust me, He has seen every temptation you have ever faced, or are facing now, or ever will face in the future. God knows what’s best for each of us. His will for each of us is like nothing we could ever come up with on our own. And He has perfect plans for each of us. “Plans for prosperity and not for disaster. Plans to give us a future and a hope.” In His faithfulness, God will not leave us as His children struggling on our own when temptation comes knocking. He has provided the way of escape. He has given us His Word filled with His wisdom and promises for how to defeat and escape sin and temptation. He has made available to us hard-learned wisdom of other believers. He has made Himself available to us through prayer. Yet so often, rejecting His efforts to provide a way out of temptation, we find ourselves once more petting buffaloes. Proverbs 26:11 says, “Like a dog that returns to its vomit, so is a fool who repeats his foolishness.” Even with a track record of negative consequences and embarrassing failures, we seem not to learn from our past. We tell ourselves this new “fluffy cow” seems much more amiable than the last one. Besides, everyone else who has ever tried to pet this buffalo was doing it all wrong and things will work out differently this time. The definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results.
Remember, temptation is not sin. Our Lord Jesus was tempted by the devil, yet without sin. Giving in to temptation is sin. Each of us will face temptations until we see our Lord’s glorious face. There will be buffaloes we’ll try to convince ourselves really need to be petted. May God grant us the wisdom to see past such foolishness and not give into any destructive temptations. Instead, may we seek His kingdom and His righteousness in our own lives and the lives of those we care deeply about. Come, Lord Jesus.
Grace,
Tom
Fanny Crosby known for all the amazing hymns she wrote once said, “Don’t pity me for my blindness, for the first face I ever see will be the face of my Lord Jesus.” Blinded to the light of this world, Fanny Crosby had a light shining in her soul.
She didn’t start writing hymns until she was forty, but she made up for all the lost time. Few others have ever matched the number of Christian songs written by Fanny Crosby. Though blind from infancy, she never demonstrated any bitterness in her songs. Study them all. You will find nothing but joy and longing for the Lord. “Redeemed and so happy in Jesus” is not just a line that flows from the amazing melody of this popular hymn. It is the testimony of Fanny Crosby’s life.
The other major theme in all of Crosby’s songs is love. She marveled at God’s love. “His love is the theme of my song.” The one and only way to love others is coming face to face with the Savior’s overwhelming love for us. 1 John 4:19 says, “We love because He first loved us.” Jesus told His disciples that the world would forever know they belonged to Him by the love they had for each other.
Redeemed, how I love to proclaim it!
Redeemed by the blood of the Lamb;
Redeemed through His infinite mercy,
His child, and forever, I am.
Redeemed, redeemed, redeemed by the blood of the Lamb.
Redeemed, redeemed, His child, and forever, I am.
Redeemed and so happy in Jesus,
No language my rapture can tell;
I know that the light of His presence
With me doth continually dwell.
I think of my blessed Redeemer,
I think of Him all the day long;
I sing, for I cannot be silent;
His love is the theme of my song.
I know I shall see in His beauty
The King in whose law I delight;
Who lovingly guardeth my footsteps,
And giveth me songs in the night.
How I love the letters from Peter recorded in the New Testament. His words are built on a powerful testimony as recorded in the gospel accounts. Of failure and victory. Of impetuousness and restraint. Of doubting and reassurance. Of stumbling and leadership. Perhaps there is a little bit of Peter in all of us. We’re not all fishermen, but we should all be fishers of men. We’re not all boisterous and loud, but we all have a story to tell.
1 Peter 1:18-21 says, “…knowing that you were not redeemed with perishable things like silver or gold…but with precious blood, as of a lamb unblemished and spotless, the blood of Christ…for the sake of you who through Him are believers in God, who raised Him from the dead and gave Him glory, so that your faith and hope are in God.”
The circumstances and dynamics of your life and testimony are likely quite different from anyone else’s, yet we all share the common refrain—“Redeemed and so happy in Jesus. His love is the theme of my song!”
Grace,
Tom
Once heard a story of two top shoe salesmen who were both sent to a third-world country by their mutual employer. The goal was to locate and develop new markets for the company’s products. Almost immediately upon arrival, one of the salesmen wrote back, “This is a terrible idea. Bring me home. No one here wears shoes. There’s no opportunity!”
Within a short period of time, the other salesman likewise wrote to the company. “Send help! Send all the shoes you can make! No one here wears shoes! There is so much opportunity!” Some only see obstacles. Others see “so much opportunity.”
In hearing of the New Covenant that Jesus spoke about, the rigid religious leaders of His day rejected it out of hand. In their minds, the Scribes and Pharisees and Sadducees saw themselves as the protectors of God’s law. To these ultra-religious people, the tired, stale, rigid yet impossible observance of the law was the only way of seeking, finding, and appeasing God. Their misguided allegiance to the Law culminated in the death of God’s Son.
The Law as originally given to Moses was intended to reveal the nature and will of God. Centuries later, our Savior came for the same purpose, to reveal the nature and will of God. But everything about Jesus’ coming was new. While our Lord’s standard was consistent with the Law, the difference was that the Law was only capable of pointing out sin and how man constantly fell short of God’s standard. Jesus also came revealing our sin and the futileness of attempting to appease the Father. And along with that, He gave His life as the way, through forgiveness of sin, to bring salvation to those who would accept His message. In the Sermon on the Mount, Jesus said, “Do not think that I came to abolish the Law or the Prophets; I did not come to abolish, but to fulfill.” Jesus is to be the Object of our faith, not a political party or earthly personality, not a denomination, not working to perfect a set of impossible rules and regulations to “save” us. Jesus alone.
Praise God that in His great love, our Savior saw the opportunity and not the obstacle. Jesus brought a solution, not condemnation. In comparing the old covenant to the new, our Lord told a parable in Luke 5:36-38. “No one tears a piece from a new garment and puts it on an old garment; otherwise, he will both tear the new, and the piece from the new will not match the old. And no one puts new wine into old wineskins; otherwise, the new wine will burst the skins and it will be spilled out, and the skins will be ruined. But new wine must be put in fresh wineskins.” The New Covenant through Jesus’ blood cannot be reconciled with the old. The Christian church as founded in the New Testament was never intended to be some Version 2.0 of Judaism.
How do you view Christianity? Is it a religion or a relationship? Is the object of your faith some measure of how well you think you’re doing against obstacles you’re working on to gain favor in God’s eyes? Or is the Object of your faith Jesus? Are you living surrendered to Him in victory over sin and death? Along those same lines, do you see the brokenness and emptiness of the world around you as a lost cause with no redeeming qualities and no possible chance of redemption? Is it time to give up? When we as God’s people show ourselves as powerless and impotent in the face of evil today, I am convinced what we are showing is a feeble or non-existent faith in the NAME that is above all names. Forgive us, Lord. Set us aright.
We must see this broken and sinful world through the eyes of Jesus. Not only as a lost and dying generation headed for a devil’s hell, but as “a field, white unto the harvest” that needs a Savior.
“There is so much opportunity!”
Grace.
Tom
Though my family attended other churches in other states when I was very small, I have always considered Harris Avenue Baptist Church in San Angelo, Texas, as my first “home church.” I came to know the Lord and was baptized as a pre-teen while my family attended there. Singing in the youth and adult choirs and being asked to play my guitar to sing special music for the very first time are all still great memories. Diane and I were married at the altar in that church. I was chosen and ordained a deacon in front of that congregation. And it was at HABC that I was introduced to three ladies that will always hold a special place in my heart—Lottie Moon, Annie Armstrong, and Mary Hill Davis. If, like me, you’ve spent much time in the Baptist Church, you know Lottie Moon represents the World Missions Offering taken at Christmas each year. You also know that Annie Armstrong represents the Home Missions Offering for our nation taken at Easter. And you know that Mary Hill Davis represents the State Missions Offering that’s taken each year in September.
Now, we’ll see who really has a Baptist background.
My mom and dad were two of those called upon at HABC to help produce different visuals that stood at the front of the church during each of these three offering emphases. For Lottie Moon, it might be a Christmas tree that had more and more lights turned on as we got closer to our goal. Once for the Annie Armstrong Easter Offering, I remember a giant tomb with the stone slowly being rolled away as more giving came in. I can even remember a Mary Hill Davis Offering visual that looked like a giant thermometer with markings showing values higher and higher. It got filled in with red “wool” as monies came in. (San Angelo is known as the Wool Capital of the World.). Anyone else remember doing such things? What are your memories of the effort to make a big splash for the various special offerings? Supporting missions and missionaries around the world, in our nation, and right here in Texas is something Bible-believing congregations of various denominations typically mention on a regular basis. But when these three ladies’ names come up, it’s always a big deal!
As we focus right now on the Mary Hill Davis Offering for State Missions during the month of September, I pray you will consider what part you might have in sharing the love of Christ with the people of Texas by giving to help meet our church’s $2,000.00 goal. Every dollar given to this offering benefits various ministries in our great state.
What are the memories you recall about the influence FBC Meadow or some other mission-minded church has had on you and your family? Times like this are great for us to introduce people in our church, young and not-so-young, to the mission and ministry of God’s people as illustrated by these three amazing women. The importance of fulfilling the Great Commission, even if it is only in monetary support of others in ministry, cannot be overstated. The last documented words of Jesus to His disciples before His ascending into heaven are recorded in Acts 1:8.
“You shall be my witnesses both in Jerusalem, and in all Judea and Samaria, and even to the remotest part of the earth.”
Before world missions, before national missions, we are to start here at home. I suppose you could call the Meadow community and Texas our Jerusalem. This is where it starts. Be a part.
Grace,
Tom
Some time back, my daughter Megan invited Diane and me to a Texas Tech baseball game at Rip Griffin Park with Meg and our grandson, Ethan. It was a bit windy and cool, but it was wonderful. I mentioned to my daughter during warmup before a new inning that the Baylor pitcher was throwing way inside for a “righty” batter. Sure enough, the pitcher nailed the first Raider who came to bat in the left shoulder. That brought back some painful memories.
As a boy, I was “drafted” to play baseball for the K-Mart little league team in San Angelo, TX. Well, full disclosure, I was allowed on the team because my left-handed older brother, Eddie, was so good at pitching, short stop, and first base. The team selectors didn’t want the possibility of losing him by splitting us up. That meant I got to come along. After all, how many errors could one scrawny, unathletic, bespectacled kid way out in right field create?
There is a lot of strategy in baseball. It has been described as a “chess game played on grass.” Intentional walks, relief pitching, the infield fly rule, blind picks, switch hitters, double steals—you name it. Oftentimes, a player is coached to perform a sacrifice bunt or a sacrifice fly ball to advance a runner.
I was called to a different kind of sacrifice as a kid. I was usually put on the roster as one of the first three batters in the lineup and left the diamond with seam marks of a baseball on my hands and forearms. That was because the coaches knew I had little chance of hitting the ball with the bat and I was called on to sacrifice myself for the good of the team. I was told it was better to crowd the plate and let the ball hit me. As I headed for the batter’s box, I would often hear, “lean into it, Tommy. We need a baserunner!” Ouch! That hurt in more ways than one.
The subject of sacrifices being offered is found throughout Scripture. In the Old Testament, before grace, the substitutionary killing of animals and the shedding of blood was intended to make atonement for the one who had sinned…either an individual or the entire nation of Israel. In speaking of the covenant God made with man, the writer of Hebrews says, “…without the shedding of blood, there is no forgiveness of sin.” Life, and so the continuation of life in forgiveness, is found in the blood.
The new covenant revealed in the New Testament of God’s Word had to supersede all the prior agreements and it was founded not upon the shed blood of animals. The new covenant was based once and for all time upon the sacrifice of the precious blood of Jesus Christ. The Holy God of all the universe provided the way for us to be with Him despite our sinful lives. The substitutionary death of His Son was the ultimate sacrifice necessary to erase the death sentence of sin—past, present, and future. Jesus’ sacrificial death on the cross opened the way to heaven for all who would accept the Father’s promise of forgiveness through genuine repentance and accept His grace so freely offered. Sadly, many people are being misled into believing there is some deep secret strategy in becoming a “real” Christian. There are influential “spiritual leaders” today who confuse seekers of God with false expectations and non-biblical evidence they say must occur if one is “truly saved” and “filled with the Holy Spirit.” Write this down: Adding any strategy to the Gospel message of salvation by the repentance of sin and faith in God’s grace is heresy.
There are no works, no sacrificial acts we can perform, no “leaning into it,” for us to be saved. Salvation is not a “something” that must be earned and so, can be lost. Salvation is Someone. His name is Jesus, and His sacrifice on the cross paid the debt of sin for all who would accept Him.
1 Peter 3:18 says, “For Christ died for sins once for all, the just for the unjust, in order that He might bring us to God, having been put to death in the flesh, but made alive in the spirit.”
Christ died ONCE for all. The sacrifice He made did not leave superficial marks like what were found on my hands and forearms after a baseball game. The sacrifice made by Christ left His body beaten with nail-prints on His hands and feet. His sacrifice put a spear through His side and a crown of thorns on His head. And His sacrifice did “advance the runner,” providing the way for all who would believe to spend eternity in Heaven.
Grace,
Tom
I have always thrilled to hear male tenor voices like that of David Phelps. The man has to have an extra lung to sing like that! I’ve always been at best a “barely-a-tone”, and now the lowly base line (pun intended) is where I’m most comfortable. I love this hymn by Haldor Lillenas for two reasons. First, the message of Scripture comes through loud and clear. None of us—not you, not me—can “out sin” God’s grace. And secondly, because this wonderful hymn lets the basses finally cut loose and lead. If you recognize the melody, see if you can read the chorus without getting into it in rhythm!
Wonderful grace of Jesus, greater than all my sin;
How shall my tongue describe it, where shall its praise begin?
Taking away my burden, setting my spirit free,
For the wonderful grace of Jesus reaches me.
Wonderful the matchless grace of Jesus,
Deeper than the mighty rolling sea;
Higher than the mountain, sparkling like a fountain,
All sufficient grace for even me;
Broader than the scope of my transgressions,
Greater far than all my sin and shame;
O magnify the precious name of Jesus, Praise His Name!
Wonderful grace of Jesus, reaching to all the lost,
By it I have been pardoned, saved to the uttermost;
Chains have been torn asunder, Giving me liberty,
For the wonderful grace of Jesus reaches me.
Wonderful grace of Jesus, reaching the most defiled,
By its transforming power making me God’s dear child,
Purchasing peace and heaven for all eternity—
And the wonderful grace of Jesus reaches me.
It was in 1917 that as a young pastor, Haldor Lillenas and his wife, were settling into a new ministry at the Nazarene church of Auburn, Illinois. They purchased a small house in nearby Olivet, but had very little resources left to furnish it. Though they were both hymnwriters, they had no money for a piano. Then Haldor found a “wheezy little organ” in the home of a neighbor and paid five dollars for it. Lillenas wrote a number of songs on that instrument, including this one.
This song, with its rolling melody and awesome climbing chorus, became very popular at evangelistic meetings. The young pastor used it often, as did the famous song leader, Charles Alexander. Instead of worship bands and smoke machines and special strobe lighting, maybe this is the very hymn that we need today to lift us all up from any routine or monotony that we might be feeling in our worship. Perhaps this kind of rousing hymn is exactly what the Lord could use to fire up His people to share His love with others. We could all use a heavy dose of recognition for God’s amazing grace.
Ephesians 2:4-7 says, “But God, being rich in mercy, because of His great love with which He loved us, even when we were dead in our wrongdoings, made us alive together with Christ (by grace you have been saved), and raised us up with Him, and seated us with Him in the heavenly places in Christ Jesus, so that in the ages to come He might show the boundless riches of His grace in kindness toward us in Christ Jesus.”
Praise the Lord!
Grace,
Tom
“Nothing is truly lost until Mom can’t find it.”
That axiom has been proven true in my life more times than I care to remember. There is something “other-worldly” about the ability the woman of the house has in coming to the rescue when the rest of us can’t find something and either melt down or give up. Women seem to have more patience and diligence and attention to detail when it comes to such a situation. Perhaps that’s why Jesus describes a woman doing the searching in the Parable of the Lost Coin. It just feels natural, doesn’t it, to know a woman would keep looking until she found it.
What the Pharisees and Scribes grumble about in the first few verses of Luke 15 reveals the motivation for Jesus’ teaching three of the most well-known of His parables. “This man receives sinners and eats with them.” Yes, He does. And aren’t we thankful!
Take the time to read Luke 15. All three of the word-pictures found there are connected and complimentary. Hillyer H. Straton calls the stories in this chapter, “The Parables of the Four Verbs—Lose, Seek, Find, Rejoice.” In the first one, Christ is described as the Good Shepherd, who with much pain and self-sacrifice, seeks the reckless and wandering lost sheep. In the final one, God is represented by the father seeking his lost and wayward child, receiving him with a kiss. And sandwiched between these two is the Parable of the Lost Coin showing the Holy Spirit’s working through His Church (the saved) to save others. In only three verses, the Lord tells the story about a woman of the house who recognizes she has lost one of her most prized possessions. Patiently, diligently, and attentively, she thoroughly sweeps and searches her home to find the lost piece of money. When she finds it, Jesus says, “she calls together her friends and neighbors, saying, ‘Rejoice with me for I have found the coin which I had lost.’” There is a powerful message here for all the saints of the church.
Could Jesus really be suggesting the possibility of a soul, precious in God’s sight, being lost even in a Christian home? Even in a Christian Church fellowship? Are there people living in our homes, involved in the activities of our church, who have not yet experienced the New Birth that comes through repentance of sin and surrender to the Lordship of Christ? Could it be the believers in our homes and in our church have run out of patience, diligence, attention—dare we say—and have had a melt down or given up? “Isn’t dealing with that the pastor’s job, the Sunday School Teacher’s responsibility?” The woman in Jesus’ story realized she had lost a coin, and she gained no comfort knowing the other coins in her home were safe. Her focus was on finding the lost one. Is that our focus? Might we as believers, at home and at church, more earnestly, patiently, diligently, attentively seek the salvation of the lost who are nearest to us where we live and worship?
It’s possible that while reading this Meadow Minute, you have realized that you’re one the Holy Spirit is looking for, wooing to Himself through the efforts of faithful believers around you. You’re surrounded by loving, godly family members. You’re faithful in church attendance and enjoy being a part of Bible Study and worship. Those are good things, and yet you still feel something’s missing. Maybe you realize you’re the reckless and wandering one for whom the Good Shepherd has laid down His life. You might see yourself as the wayward prodigal for whom the Father has been patiently waiting. Why not heed the Spirit’s call? Come home. You will find your friends and family rejoicing.
And, like Jesus says at the end of the Parable of the Lost Coin, “In the same way, I tell you there is joy in the presence of the angels of God over one sinner who repents.”
Grace,
Tom
I have some great memories of my Grandpa’s apple orchard that was behind the barn on his farm just outside Statesville, North Carolina. That orchard was wonderful to see in the spring when there was promise in the blossoms, but it was the most wonderful in autumn, when the branches of every tree were laden to the ground with fruit. That’s the cycle of things. That’s the expectation.
There is likewise promise in all the blossoms showing themselves in the cotton fields around Meadow. If all goes as planned, those white blossoms will turn to pink, and then the bolls will begin to push themselves out. Then comes the harvest. Right now, the plants look healthy and show all the signs of producing cotton. That’s the cycle of things. That’s the expectation. But imagine the blossoms never becoming bolls? What if there was plenty of rain, plenty of sunshine, no hail or blight, but the “fruit” of the plants just never comes? What then? Wishing this Meadow Minute would be a bit more optimistic?
Jesus said, “By this is My Father glorified, that you bear much fruit, and so prove to be My disciples.”
While Christians remain on this earth, that is the cycle of things. That is the expectation. The Lord of the Harvest plants the perfect seed of His glorious gospel in His field, the hearts of believers. He nurtures and nourishes and grows His own, expecting us to bear much fruit. He watches over and protects His precious investment while patiently waiting for the fruit of His Spirit to reveal itself in time. How’s the fruit yield coming in your life? Is there an abundance of love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control—you know, the fruit of the Spirit—evident in your life?
We bear much fruit for God only when we stay connected to Him. We must live our lives in union with Jesus Christ. Apart from Him, disconnected from Him, we can produce nothing of eternal worth. Each of us must have this singular focus above all other interests and desires and plans and expectations—to keep near to Jesus—so that the Living Christ can produce in us the fruits of His righteousness, glorifying the Father.
My church family knows my mind often works in song lyrics. How about this?
Planted by God in a field without worth,
We are but seeds in His eyes.
So, He nurtures with grace, and His hands work the earth,
That His fruit may be sanctified Come Harvest Time.
Come Harvest Time what Thanksgiving we will show,
When the Plowman brings freedom from the earth here below.
Come Harvest Time, O what joy will be known,
When He gathers the souls of the seeds He has sown. –Come Harvest Time
Child of God, the Lord is watching over you as His very own. Fight the good fight. Finish your course. Keep the faith. Bear much fruit.
Grace,
Tom
“Have you ever given orders to the morning, or shown the dawn its place?” Job 38:12
This is God’s question to the arrogance of the human ego. As many in our church know, when I’m asked to do something, I have a pat answer. “Why not. I do everything else around here!” Maybe I should quit saying that…nah. I like the looks I get! Anyway, with so many servant’s hearts found here, I doubt anyone takes me seriously.
If we’re not careful though, we can get full of ourselves, can’t we? An easy trap to fall into is the tendency to ask God for His control over every aspect of our situation…except us. We want God to fix things. We don’t want God to fix us. But for Him to take control of our situation, we must relinquish it.
In every struggle or difficult circumstance of this difficult life “under the sun,” God is to be in control. And He is also in control when it comes to eternal life. God brings salvation upon the earth—on His terms, and not ours.
In the story of the Rich Young Ruler found in Matthew 19, Jesus is confronted by a man who genuinely wants to obtain eternal life. Everything points to this man being sincere about having “kept” the commandments in working his way to heaven, and he wants to know what else could possibly be lacking. Jesus tells the young man what needs fixing is self-reliance, relinquishing control of the most important thing in one’s life, in this case, the man’s money. Instead, the Bible says the young man “went away grieved, for he was one who owned much property.” He wanted Jesus to fix things, not to fix him.
Afterward, those standing around questioned Jesus’ statement that someone with everything would have a hard time getting to heaven. Surely such a person is blessed of God with abilities and a fine character. Surely such a person can show God how much he loves Him, and that must count for something, right?
In America, we throw that word “freedom” around quite a bit. Do you see yourself free and in control of your life? Do you see yourself having the freedom and authority to decide how and where you’re going to live? What you’re going to do for a living? How you’ll spend your money? Who you’re going to marry? How you’ll raise your children? Do you feel things are going just fine with you being in charge? Well, are you in control of when you’re going to die? How about whether you will live forever in the presence of the One who created you? I mean if you’re free, if you’re in charge, you get to decide all of that. Right?
“Have you ever given orders to the morning, or shown the dawn its place?
When we allow God to take control, when we allow ourselves to be “called according to His purposes,” He works all things to our good and to His best! And when God sets us free, we are “free indeed.” It’s possible in this life that your ego may step in, and you find yourself having to relinquish control to God more than once. We’re faced with impossible situations all through our life. And we’re faced with the impossible task of getting ourselves to heaven, no matter how accomplished we are, or how important we may see ourselves.
Jesus’ disciples become so incredulous in the story as to ask, “Then who can be saved?”
And the Lord’s answer? “With men this is impossible, but with God, all things are possible.”
Grace,
Tom