

# Over a Cup of Tea with Anne

a collection of writings by

### Anne Thibideau

compiled and edited for publication by

Lonna Cunningham

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# Foreword

This book is a collection of articles written by my grandmother, Anne Thibideau. Her column appeared in the newsletter for the Iowa Association of Baptist Churches in the late 1960s and early 1970s.

Susan Annie Belford Fenton was born in Brechin, Scotland on September 21, 1914, and her family came to North America when she was just a little girl. She married Harry Thibideau in 1939 and had six children: the oldest, Ken, was born with a muscle disorder that kept him in a wheelchair; he died on November 24, 1954, when he was just fourteen. Joy remembers that time: "Gram was away from home when Kenny died, the planes were grounded due to bad weather and she had to take the bus from Vancouver up to Terrace. As they got closer to Terrace the roads were very slippery and the Greyhound driver said they would have to stop. "Oh, no!" the passengers said, "This lady lost her son and needs to get home to her children." So the passengers all got off the bus, took off their coats, and put them under the bus wheels – the driver would move the bus over the coats, then the people would grab their coat and put it in front of the wheels again – and that is how she got home for Ken's funeral." Gram's loving nature was so apparent that strangers willing to give up their coats so she could get home.

With a physical heart damaged by childhood rheumatic fever, Gram required heart surgery twice: once in 1962, then again in 1987. She also fought Hodgkins Lymphoma – in fact, during the time that she wrote some of the articles included in this book the editor of the newspaper made a note asking her readers to pray for her as she was very ill, referring to this lengthy battle with cancer. Though tiny and somewhat fragile looking in her later years, Gram always had a strong spirit and was an inspiration to everyone who knew her. She died of a brain tumour in Sherwood Park, Alberta on September 5, 1988.

Always gifted with words, Gram was a wonderful story teller, able to hold the attention of a group of squirming children as she washed and dried an imaginary pig or put images onto a flannelgraph board. She had no trace of her original Scottish accent at all... until she sang, and then you could hear a bit of that rolling brogue in her hymns.

Gram had a calmness and peace about her that was impossible to miss. She radiated God's love to the world in her own quiet, beautiful way, and she was dearly loved by everyone in her life.

I am honoured to have had the opportunity to collate her writings in this volume and make it available for a new generation of readers.

Lonna Cunningham

# March, 1967

Britishers are noted for their 'tea time' and they take it very seriously. It is an important part of the day. To refuse a cup of tea or to fail to offer it to a guest is a serious breach of etiquette.

We can't all gather in one home for a 'cup of tea' – coffee, if you prefer – but I'd like to invite you to sit down for a few minutes for a friendly repast. Tea time is indicative of hospitality, fellowship, and communion. It is my prayer that this column will provide just that for the women who read our state paper.

Lying in our back yard, resting on rather dirty snow, giving every evidence of being uncared for and unwanted, is our Christmas tree. A few short weeks ago it was the object of careful choice, tender loving care; it was given the most appropriate place in the living room. Decorations were added to enhance its evergreen beauty. The Christmas tree seemed very important in the festive season. Soon it will be completely forgotten as it finds its way to a place of burning.

Reading a little booklet by B. McCall Barbour called _Evergreen_ , I found the forlorn Christmas tree serving as a vociferous object lesson. Jeremiah records in God's Word that "Blessed is the man that trusteth in the Lord, and whose hope the Lord is: for he shall be as a tree... her leaf shall be green." God wants our lives to be evergreen. The tree in our back yard is a sickly brown, the needles are falling and the branches becoming bare. We selected this tree to fulfil a desire for a brief time of pleasure, cut it off from the flow of life from its roots and today we'd describe it by saying, "It's a mess."

Trees are not meant to be in the house – they are a part of God's great outdoors. Christians sometimes are in places where God did not intend them to be – and this is sufficient to cause the green to fade. How lovely to stand in the midst of an evergreen forest, to hear the singing of the birds as they nest there, to watch the delicate movement of the branches as they sway in the wind, or as they serve as a resting place for the driven snow or reflect the glowing warmth of the bright sunshine. These are evergreens as God meant them to be. Much that we have on our lives is artificial – "put on" – like the balls and tinsel on the tree, attractive for a short time but hiding the true beauty of an inner life hid with Christ in God.

The tree has been consigned to the junk pile! Its days of usefulness are over. Paul expressed a fear of such an experience when he wrote, "But I keep under my body, and bring it into subjection; lest that by any means, when I have preached to others, I myself should be a castaway." (1Cor 9:27). Not lost – but useless. Dr. Barbour wrote: "The 'evergreen' life is that which has found its supreme satisfaction in full surrender to God." May we fulfil His desire for us and be evergreen!

For worthwhile reading in this same realm I would recommend the Moody Pocket Book, _Green Leaf in Drought-time_ , by Isobel S. Kuhn.

Do you ever get discouraged? Dishwashing time seems to favour this feeling. It serves as an especially good time to feel sorry for yourself. To help overcome this attack from Satan I post something challenging beside my kitchen sink. Currently it is a little article from the Fundamental Evangelistic Association. It reads: "The present circumstance which presses so hard against you, (if surrendered to Christ) is the best shaped tool in the Father's hand to chisel you for eternity. Trust Him, then. Do not push away the instrument lest you lose its work."

I'd be glad to hear from you if you have a suggestion of "goodies" for another "tea time".

# May 1967

Springtime! Violets, tulips, and crocuses! Yes, and ... windows! I simply must get at them. The storm windows need to be removed and stored. The accumulation of winter's dirt should be scrubbed off. The regular windows cry for a thorough cleaning and shining (takes elbow grease!). Then I can really enjoy them. Clear, brilliant, cozy– or cool-curtained windows do something for a woman. I couldn't explain to an inquiring child how glass is made – but I do know this, I like it in windows, bright and shiny. And yet we work diligently to remove the smoggy covering from the inside and the outside to produce the feeling that we are not looking through a window. We want them to look right on the inside and we are also concerned with what they will let us see outside.

For six weeks I looked from a hospital bed through a window and saw the unpainted siding of an adjacent building. Then a new hospital was opened. From my bed on the second floor I beheld a blue sky with soft fleecy clouds and the tops of the evergreen trees. What a morale booster! Turning from the window I found the lovely scene reflected in the wall mirror.

How are our spiritual windows? Streaked? Hazy? In need of cleaning or polishing? The paraphrased Epistles (Living Letters) renders Titus 1:15: "A person who is pure of heart sees goodness and purity in everything; but a person whose own heart is evil and untrusting finds evil in everything, for his dirty mind and rebellious heart colour all he sees and hears." Those around us will look very different through spiritual windows that have been cleansed by the Word. We will then understand that Mrs. A. is a bit grumpy because she really doesn't know the joy of the Lord. It will be easy to see that Mrs. B. would not bring you all that gossip if you encouraged her to talk about the Saviour (Malachi 3:16). With nothing coloring your vision you would detect the burden that Mr. C. is carrying and seeing it, you could pray about it (Gal 6:2).

Windows let us look away beyond our immediate surroundings. As we stand quietly gazing He may remind us of the fields white unto harvest and His dear saints, our fellow-labourers, who toil in sunshine and rain. The beautiful sunset may bring thoughts of "sunrise with Jesus, for eternity." It may also inspire us to "work, for the night is coming." But dirty windows do not invite us to stand and gaze.

Have you ever caught yourself looking into a window? The inside scene may be a family at the table, someone quietly reading a book, or just a lovely room with a well-placed lamp. You did not purposely intrude and yet you were warmed by what you saw. That's one thing about windows – they not only let us look out but also let us and others see in.

I want to look out my windows and see the world around me as Jesus saw it – with love, compassion, and concern. I want people to look in through the windows of my life and behold the Rose of Sharon, the Lily of the Valley, my lovely Lord.

Thank you for your kind comments on our last "cup of tea". We're planning to have some visitors next time.

# November, 1967

Browns, yellows and oranges – these wonderful fall colours! They bring a special beauty to this time of year and help to make it a favourite season. The extensive displays of mums in the Omaha area have been a special joy to me. The colors are bright and varied, the arrangements reveal the individual taste of the gardener. Large or small, they continue to bloom even though the mercury has reached the frost mark several times. The buds have blown and fallen, leaves are scattered in and around these plants. Other garden beauties are already into their rest period. Indoors we have a variety of house plants to help brighten the winter months.

God's garden is filled with a variety of plants and flowers. Here are the old-fashioned begonias or geraniums, but also the showy tuberous begonias and the beautiful Martha Washington geraniums. Some plants need continual tender loving care and others thrive on what we call neglect. We look for the first sign of a green leaf; anticipate the beauty of the blossoms and wish to share either plant or flowers with others. Among the things necessary to produce, these plants require proper soil and good nourishment, sufficient moisture, some pruning, adequate light and suitable temperatures.

As we look at our plants, indoors or out, think how God may be dealing with you in the place He has chosen for you in this world. Is your life being adequately fed from the Word of God to provide the nourishment you need? How are your roots? Paul instructs us (Eph 3:17) that we are to be "rooted and grounded" in love. The plant finds its home, food, and stability in a pot of dirt; the Christian gets the same benefits in the love of God. Flowers and shrubs are often located in peculiar places – some families have a special planting at the site of the garbage cans. We seek the best place possible for each garden item – can we doubt that the Heavenly Gardener has wisely chosen for us? Strong growth is needed in plants that are to withstand the intrusion of winds, pests, and inclement weather. A tiny little flower just outside the church door gives off a pleasant aroma as the sun begins to set – a reminder that our lives are to be a "sweet savour" (Phil 4:18). At many of our women's meetings flowers are an important part of the table decorations. God calls on us to "adorn the doctrine of God our Saviour in all things." (Titus 2:10)

Perhaps these will serve as "seed thoughts" for a bit of personal Bible study. Use your concordance and see what the Word says about planting, growing, pruning, rooting, leaves, flowers, aroma, fruit bearing. It's not necessary that we be unusual, bright and showy, or set up on special display. The important thing is that we are alive unto God. His life is being lived in and through us as we yield to His love.

# January, 1968

Editor's Note: This fine article was inadvertently left out last month. Though the season is past, we think our readers missed this regular feature and will welcome a post-Christmas thought.

Yes, December is a busy month but do sit down for a few minutes and let's chat. The calendar is almost completely filled – what with program rehearsals, class dinners, Christmas parties, wrapping parcels to mail overseas, mailing those greetings to friends with that same line – "Will write later", baking, sewing, house cleaning, shopping – just listing it makes you weary.

But really, we do enjoy all the hustle and bustle, the mysterious packages, the hiding places, the unexpected cards with a letter enclosed, the remembrance of other Christmases and the anticipation of this one.

Every paper and magazine encourages us to prepare food for the festive season. Most of us will bake a traditional cake or cookies and the house will be filled with the aroma of good things to eat. Food for the body will demand much in the way of time, effort, and money. Bethlehem means "house of bread" and He Who was born there is called the Bread of Life. Make sure your loved ones get some spiritual food. Yes, it can have a "special occasion" appearance – a Bible, or New Testament; a Gospel recording; a devotional book; Scripture plaque; a book of sermons or poems.

Airplanes, buses, cars, and in some cases, trains, will make it possible for the family to be home for Christmas. It's so good to be together. We may remark how some have grown, meet some new members of the family, observe that a few are looking much older, but we have a tie with these dear ones – they are "our family." God ordained the family and it is good for us to draw together. Think, too, of that larger family, our brothers and sisters in Christ, the babes in Christ, the stalwart Christian soldiers, those serving in far places, those whose feeble bodies alert us to the fact that apart from the coming of Christ to take us all home, they may spend next Christmas in heaven.

The Scripture says "A man that hath friends must show himself friendly". Somehow it seems easier to be friendly at this time of year. The reason for this may be that we are so much aware of God's great love for a world that was lost and the blessing of His love as it has been shed abroad in our hearts. An old song challenges us to be friendly the year 'round – "Don't you know the world is dying for a little bit of love?" That stranger, be he rich or poor, would be extended the friendly greeting of the season. We will be none the poorer by giving friendliness at all times.

"Why not drop in during the holidays?" An open door, a warm welcome are an invitation to fellowship. When you think of your circle of fellowship, isn't it rather small? Christmas speaks of God's desire for fellowship with us. We ought to seek more fellowship with those of like precious faith. The remembrance of the birth of our Saviour would be an ideal time for fellowship with those new folks in the church, the shy little old lady who listens so intently to the Word, the quiet parents with the broken hearts, the children who look as if no one cared for them.

Faith is the shining gem at Christmas. Faith sheds its beauty and the blessings of food, family, friends, and fellowship are enriched in the Lord Jesus Christ. Among my "Christmases Remembered" are some from my teenage years. Christ had become my Saviour. At seven o'clock on Christmas morning, with the white snow crisp on the ground, we entered our local church for a candlelight service. It was quiet. The Scripture account of the virgin birth was read, carols were sung, and the pastor directed our thoughts to the One Altogether Lovely. We exchanged greetings and in the still dark morning, returned to our homes sensing the reality of Christ's presence. Our joy in the temporal blessings was overshadowed by rich hope, the real meaning of Christmas – "Christ in you, the hope of glory."

# February, 1968

What are your plans for 1968?

Well, January includes special prayer meetings at church; missionary meetings with emphasis on the witness to Jewish people; installation of new officers – all subject, of course, to the weather.

In February we will put the accent on Bible hearts and love; we'll pay attention to loyalty to our church and nation.

In March spring will creep through the drabness of winter. We women will be busy sewing – probably we will think more of spring hats and new clothes than we will of the helmet of salvation and the robe of righteousness.

Easter festivals will come in April. Spring concerts will be given at the schools, some churches will emphasize the sufferings of our Saviour, and all of us will rejoice in the fact that "He Arose".

We must get the decorations ready for the Mother-Daughter Tea; plan the program; prepare the food. It's such a good time to reach out to women who are not regularly a part of our church life, in the merry, merry month of May.

Wedding bells, graduation ceremonies fill the month of June. How well have our young people been fitted for the joys they anticipate on these wonderful occasions? (Remember your cap and gown, your wedding reception?)

July – Independence Day, vacations, summer camp – a really busy time for Mother, Dad and all the children – not to mention camp staff and counsellors!

August – some farm folk are busy with harvest. We just have to get in those fishing trips, picnics, and camping excursions we promised ourselves when school was out.

September (sighs!) – back to routine. Meals at regular times; school busses that won't wait; homework that gets more difficult for parents each year.

Nature's parade of beauty comes in October, the temperature is ideal, and we're glad Columbus found America.

November – and "Goal to go." Football season, youth rallies, turkeys, and a pause on Remembrance Day in honor of those who fell in battle.

December – the last month of another year; the Christmas greeting list; busy stores; long lines at the post office; Sunday School programs; family reunions and another watch night service.

Quick year, wasn't it? But God will give it to each of us one moment, one hour, one day at a time. He has commanded us in the Word to pray, to study, to shine, to witness, to meditate, to love one another, to forgive, to commit our way to Him, to trust, to look for His appearing. Your record and mine at the close of 1968 will depend on how we live today, this hour, this moment.

# March, 1968

Glad you stopped by! With instant tea, or instant coffee, instant coffeecake or rolls, it is no problem to give you an instant warm welcome. Just look through your cupboard and see the many items you can prepare very quickly for the table. Many have used their talents and time to enable us as housewives to serve soup, salads, hot breads, main dishes, fresh vegetables and delicious desserts in a minimum of minutes.

While reading the book of Exodus recently, this thought popped into my head – there was no "instant Canaan." God's people realize the blessings of a land flowing with milk and honey only after the years in the wilderness, the experiences of bitterness, the monotony of murmurings. Have you noticed these two verses in Exodus 13:17 and 18? "God led them not through the way of the land of the Philistines, although that was near ... but God led the people about, through the way of the wilderness of the Red Sea."

No instant Canaan! God was taking His people into the land of promise. They were to possess it. The people had been concerned with getting out of the Egypt – away from their hard taskmasters. Egyptian tyranny had made them cry out from their hearts for deliverance. But God led them. Not in the way of ease, nor in the way of speed, but through the wilderness where they had wonderful occasions of seeing His mighty power, evidences of His faithful provision for their every need.

We long for the land of promise – the place where we will possess all that God has promised us. I think this land of promise is both temporal and eternal. We anticipate heaven but God's plan for us on earth includes knowing something of His riches of grace now. The way in which your loving Lord is leading you may seem strange. You may, in the midst of weary days and tiring ways, be tempted to "look back". But God works thoroughly, His purposes are not hurried.

Instant products save us time and give temporary satisfaction. God is working in us, to make us like Christ, showing us His supply, His care, His opening up the Red Seas. "Being confident of this very thing, that he which hath begun a good work in you will perform it until the day of Jesus Christ."

# April, 1968

Thoughts and plans for spring cleaning have taken more time and energy than physical labour to the present moment. My eyes have focused on boxes. Shelves hold boxes for blankets, cards, shirts, soap, tissues, stationery, gifts, jewelry, cereals, recipes, salt (some of us can recall when this item came in bags), sugars, envelopes, stencils, snapshots that never did get put in the photo albums, flannelgraphs, pictures for story telling. We have an almost limitless variety of boxes in size, colour and capacity. Some are fancy. Others are the "brown cardboard" variety which were previously used by a grocery store or a discount house. Boxes are filled, labelled and stacked. They form part of "what a housewife keeps because she may have a use for it some day." Giant boxes may be filled with blankets and bedding, or be used to hold items for the missionary barrel. Tiny ones, like your ring box, are treasured as romantic souvenirs. But when you want a box for a particular purpose...it's difficult to find.

Boxes are necessary to our way of life. They save space, protect their contents from soil or sabotage, enable us to send things to one another.

Christians are boxes laden with treasure. Paul wrote in 2 Corinthians 4:7, "But we have this treasure in earthen vessels, that the excellency of the power may be of God, and not of us." The contents are much more important than the container. God's grace has brought to you the knowledge of the love of God, the power of the shed blood of Christ, the reality of His resurrection, the hope of His coming for His saints. This treasure we carry in "earthen vessels" – something as common as our household boxes. Am I willing to be a box in the service of my Saviour? If so, I must be emptied of self, be adaptable to the task of His choice, accept "rough handling" in doing my job, recognize that my purpose is to carry to others the excellency of my lovely Lord.

So, as you move, dust, discard, pack and store those boxes in your house, ask yourself – can God use me to be a box to carry the Good News to hungry souls? Am I willing to be broken, like Mary's alabaster box of ointment, that the fragrance of the knowledge of Christ, the Lily of the Valley, may bless lives that are burdened and blighted?

# May, 1968

Have you ever attended one of our summer camps? Last year it was my privilege to serve in the office at Clear Lake camp and one night after returning home I wrote down these thoughts about – What is summer camp?

The eager eyes above a button nose pressed flat against the door as Junior Boys await the dinner call.

Frustration caused by a pop machine that takes a dime but gives nothing in return.

The warm embrace of two girls who haven't seen each other since last year's camp.

Silent, proud tears that drop from the chin of a loving parent whose youngster sings out loud and lusty with his classmates.

Real Christian fellowship as folks sit on folding chairs or bottom bunks enjoying rolls and coffee.

The eagerness of the lifeguards as they demonstrate (in the dining hall) how they will defeat the counsellors in a ball game.

The "purr" of the washers and dryers as they daily produce clean towels and aprons.

A once-in-a-lifetime thrill that comes when a man of mature years feels the lake spray on his face as he skis for the first time behind a fast-moving boat.

The contentment on a preacher's face beneath a "farm-style" straw hat as he rides the mower over acres of grass.

A rapidly filling notebook as campers seek to write the outlines of splendid Bible messages.

The tantalizing odour of homemade cinnamon rolls.

Swift moving ping-pong paddles and a flying ball as contestants vie for the championship.

The hum of voices as family campers relax with a cup of coffee at recess.

Bedlam – the rush to the mail boxes as every camper shouts – "Did I get a letter?"

Sounds from a whistle down at the beach and the raising of a buddy's hand.

Tears of concern coursing down the cheeks of teenagers praying for the salvation and dedication of their pals.

Music floating out across the cool, morning air – a pleasant way of waking one up for breakfast.

A group of Junior Hi-ers sitting under the trees discussing timely problems in their lives.

God speaking through the voice of a soloist in a hushed meeting.

Nightly devotions with fellow campers who share your prayer burdens.

Watermelon feasts!

The excitement of little boys about to embark on their very first "boat trip."

A single sock, a lonesome shoe, a ring, or a bill-fold, book or jacket left day after day in the "lost and found" – as if no one cared.

Girls in a canoe who thought paddling looked so easy.

Working together to tear down an old building and put up a new one.

Flannelgraphs, action choruses, Bible verses, and handwork for boys and girls in their own special sessions.

Arrows from Africa, pictures from Germany – a close, personal touch with our own missionaries.

"Try it again, tenors." Singing in camp choir for God's glory is really such fun.

Busses, baggage, and bedding and an assortment of campers filling the area in front of "The Barn".

Quartets and Bible school presidents; caretakers and professors; merchants and senators; electronic technicians and housewives; bookkeepers and farmers; salesmen and bricklayers; cooks and carpenters; students and athletes; piano players and trumpeters; nurses and doctors, pastors and people – all one in Christ Jesus.

Registrations, cancellations, dorm rooms, cabins, trailers, tents – minor details to those whose names are recorded in the Lamb's Book of Life – bound for heavenly mansions.

A chilly morning breeze, the gentle putt-putt of a motor, the swish of a fly-rod and a bite of a fish.

The choice of recordings, some wonderful stories, a Scriptural gift to take home to others, a book to enrich the winter's Bible study, song books to help us share our joy with others.

Quiet reflections on the lake made by God's great handiwork, the sound of the cricket, the music of the frogs, and a full moon in a cloudless sky.

Projectors and motors, dishwashers and tractors, boats and plumbing, dock installations and walk-in-coolers, public address systems and intercoms, pianos and blackboards, mattresses and milk cartons, stoves and cookie sheets, electric receptacles and bows and arrows, croquet sets and hammers, nails and tether balls, high chairs and lounges, dishes and silverware, towels and cleaning rags, boat wax and life jackets, soft balls and drinking straws, wood for the fireplaces, picnic tables, brooms and wastebaskets, tents and trailer space, lights and wells, washrooms and sink plugs, windows and sugar dispensers.

Yes, all these "things" are summer camp – yet none of these are the important thing. Men and women, young people, children coming under the sound of God's Word, fully surrendering to Him and expressing in a variety of ways as they go back to the work-a-day world. "Oh How I Love Jesus"; steps turned in the paths of righteousness, weeping farewells tempered by a smile of hope as a reunion is anticipated – perhaps at Camp next year – or better still – with our lovely Lord in the glory land.

# November 1968

So you have a headache – well, a good, hot cup of tea is often suggested as a remedy! Some headaches are difficult to describe and I think the term is occasionally used to cover an unhappy, unpleasant feeling which may, or may not, be physical. Headaches result from a variety of causes – injury, upset stomach, weariness, perplexity, poor vision, ad infinitum. If you have this common ailment, you are more likely concerned with relief than with determining the cause.

On a day when I had that "blue" feeling, the Lord drew my attention to several passages of Scripture. Because he boldly preached the Gospel, Stephen had been stoned. He was injured. In the midst of this experience "he looked up steadfastly into heaven and saw the glory of God, and Jesus." (Acts 7:55) there are things in life that hurt us deeply. At such times we need to look away from our bumps and bruises and behold the Lord Jesus who was "bruised for our iniquities." (Is 53:5)

Most of us like to eat even though our indiscretion may result in indigestion and headache. We tend to feed on the things of this old world; we give time and attention to the magazines, papers and television programs until we feel "blah". Diet is important for spiritual as well as physical well-being. We need the "sincere milk of the Word" (1Pet 2:2); the simple, satisfying "bread of Life" (John 6:35); and that energy-giving sweetness indicated in Psalm 119-103 – "How sweet are thy words unto my taste! Yea, sweeter than honey to my mouth."

Routine activities such as the laundry and ironing, dusting and sweeping, cooking and washing dishes often tend to bore us. We'd like to do something more glamorous. The result: a monotony-headache. God in His wisdom knew all about these times and ordered us to pause in this situation. Isaiah 40:31 says, "But they that wait upon the Lord" – not those who complain about the daily grind – " shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles" – ever feel as if you would like to fly away from it all? – "and they shall walk and not faint" – strength provided for the ordinary gait of life. Have we been missing that refreshing pause with the Lord?

Blind people are the victims of severe headaches caused directly by their poor vision. Christians may be handicapped and impaired because they do not see clearly. We think God is punishing us when He is pruning us; we quickly judge fellow believers to be wrong when we do not have all the facts, nor have we "walked in their moccasins," we pray that God will send forth labourers and refuse to go or to let our sons and daughters go to labour in His vineyard; we profess to love Him but lie in disobedience to His commandments; we press diligently for the fulfilment of the missionary budget but will not expend the energy to dial a phone number to invite a neighbour to come and hear the Gospel. Our sight is bad! Personally I need to get things properly focused in the light of eternity, I need to cry with blind Bartimaeus, "Lord, that I might receive my sight."

The days do grow long, the burdens press heavy, the silent tears drop on the cheek. Little white pills do not help in these situations. Christ invited men to "Come unto Me all ye that labour and are heavy laden and I will give you rest." As the disciples heard the Lord speak of His betrayal, they were disturbed, doubtful and despondent. But, in these circumstances the disciple whom Jesus loved pillowed his head upon the Saviour's bosom. When these "headaches" take possession of us, let's pillow our aching heads as John did, close to the heart of our loving Lord.

# January 1969

Somehow the coming of the New Year seemed to be less of an "event" than I had anticipated. There was a sense of simply passing from one day to the next rather than from one year to another. God gives us only one moment, one breath, at a time – not a month nor a year. The Lord turned my thoughts toward a two word phrase which occurs often in the Scripture – "with God". This has been crystallized as my desire for whatever portion of 1969 may be mine. In spite of storms, turmoil in the world, the commotion of a full house, the burden of fellow Christians whose hearts were breaking with sorrow, whose bodies were suffering pain, whose lives had become tarnished, I was at peace with God. (Romans 5:1) The blood of Jesus Christ had made this possible. The words of a hymn echoed in my heart – "Stayed upon Jehovah, hearts are fully blessed, finding as He promised, perfect peace and rest." All around us there may be unrest but in your heart and mine there can be peace with God.

Idleness is not frequently on a housewife's schedule – she asks not, "What shall I do?" but "Which shall I do?" The Bible has a promise for this word-a-day world – we are labourers together with God. (1Cor 3:9) We tend to limit this to our Sunday School teaching, prayer meetings or missionary society activities but since He admonished us to do all things for the glory of God, I think it can also apply to the pots and pans, the oft-repeated hamburger meal, the sweeping and dusting at home or church, the cleaning of those jumbled drawers and overstuffed closets. When the days are weary and routine turns to drudgery, remember, our Lord Himself took a towel. (John 13:4) It makes a difference in us when we consciously go about our work with God.

Genesis 5:24 reads: "And Enoch walked with God: and he was not; for God took him." This testimony concerning Enoch seems to mark him out as being a bit different from the general run of people. He walked with God. In order to do this, there must have been agreement with God as to the way he would go; a one-ness of heart and mind with God that they might enjoy fellowship as they walked; a regulated step so that Enoch did not run ahead nor lag behind his Companion. Friend, if there is at any time a doubt in your mind about God's being with you all the ways and all the days, check these three areas and find where you may have strayed and lost the assurance of His promise in Hebrews 13:5 – "I will never leave thee nor forsake thee."

Each time we hang a new calendar the thought comes, "Will this be the year of Christ's coming for His own?" As Christians we anticipate this event with joy. We look forward to being freed from the presence of sin, released from the cares of the world. To have experienced peace with God, to have laboured with God and to have walked with God is wonderful. But I Thessalonians 4:17 tells of even greater things ahead for we read: "and so shall we ever be with the Lord." The Psalmist wrote: "Thou wilt show me the path of life, in thy presence is fullness of joy, at thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore."

In 1969 may you continually "go with God."

# March 1969

A simple kitchen table with a red gingham cloth has often been the setting for the richest of spiritual blessings. Perhaps a crackling wood stove added to the warmth or the smell of freshly brewed coffee or home made bread permeated the air. Tables play a large part in the lives of women folk.

One day Sarah prepared food for strangers and found that she was entertaining heavenly guests. The humble visitor may bring much more to you at the table than you are able to give to him. As the Israelites awaited deliverance from the cruelty of Pharaoh, God commanded them to come and feast at a table but to be girded, ready to go. So often we linger around the table when we ought to be moving out to carry the banner of the Lord into territory where His name is not known. These wilderness wanderers experienced the faithfulness of God as He provided their physical needs through the years of journeying. How many precious saints of God have recounted God's provision of "manna from heaven" as a Christian farmer has brought meat to set a nearly empty table; women's groups have "set the table" in homes where illness or bereavement had interrupted the regular routine. We are familiar with the account of the home at Bethany where Jesus frequently visited. There may be a suggestion in the Scriptures that this was a typical home. An old motto reads: Home – the place where we are treated the best, and grumble the most. I feel sure that the difficulties were dissolved as Mary, Martha and Lazarus sat at the table. Each one learned from the Master and was instructed to do all things as unto Him.

Quietly we look in on the group at the table in an upper room. Because we watch in retrospect, we realize the solemnity of the occasion. Jesus would soon leave these beloved disciples. He would soon be taken from them. Think of this as you sit with loved ones or friends – you may not have another opportunity for such fellowship. Sadder still is the realization that at this table sat a traitor, and the disciples asked, "Lord, is it I?" How well these followers knew the deceitfulness of their own hearts!

Paul speaks of the Lord's table. This time of remembering our redemption through His blood, of anticipating His return with a shout, and of examination of our own hearts in the light of Christ's presence is always a rich experience. Through the years we have sat at this table in large city churches, in little frame buildings with the "church yard" close by; we have bowed quietly with mighty men of faith, with men redeemed from the depths of sin; acknowledging His great grace have been American Indians and German refugees, Canadians from isolated communities and men with letters from famous universities. No wonder we sing Amazing Grace! And this table points to one yet in the future – when we gather at the marriage supper of the Lamb. Today I was invited to attend a dinner at a local club. Many are anticipating this event. We look beyond these temporal occasions and enjoy eternal blessings at tables here on earth as well as all that will be ours when we sit at the table in the Father's house – redeemed by His precious blood.

# May 1969

Sitting around a table with a group of women a person hears a variety of subjects discussed. These may vary from the best place to buy hamburger to the much-mooted topic of sex education in our schools. I wonder if we recall that God is concerned with our conversations. In Malachi 3 we read: "Then they that feared the Lord spake often one to another; and the Lord harkened, and heard it, and a book of remembrance was written before him for them that feared the Lord, and that thought upon his name." (v. 16) We women do like to talk, but I am desirous that as Christian women, we please Him in our table-talk, phone conversations, and informal gab sessions. Recently a young Christian told me of having been very depressed as well as physically ill. For several days reading had been neglected. She finally picked up a devotional booklet and was refreshed by the message from the Word of God. When a friend phoned her, the caller detected her changed mood and together they shared the blessing of the printed page. Two homes were happier that day; two mothers recognized the wonderful care of a loving Saviour; children were reminded that Christians can rejoice even in depressing circumstances. Some years ago I was a guest in a Christian home. Burdened individuals often called my hostess to "pour out their troubles." No one wants to offer simply a "shoulder to cry on" and my friend found a way to minster by phone. She would suggest that they pray together (Matt 18:19) while still talking by phone.

Many will be engaged in vacation school programs in the churches in the next few weeks. Your lessons, handwork, missionary projects, needs of the pupils will all constitute subjects for those who fear the Lord. He may show you a new way to present an old truth, an economical way to provide practical handwork – why not speak often to one another about these things?

I mentioned the devotional booklet earlier. Your reading materials may often serve as "something to talk about". No, I'm not recommending book reports as material for a missionary meeting, but simply asking, have you read anything lately that would be a blessing to someone else? Perhaps it is an article in a Christian publication, something from your Sunday School paper, a small book that a busy housewife could enjoy a few minutes at a time. Share these with your fellow Christians locally and don't forget your missionary on the field who may need such a "lift".

The two on the road to Emmaus "talked together of all these things which had happened ... while they communed together and reasoned, Jesus himself drew near and went with them." What blessed companionship! It can happen to us. Phrases from two children's songs come to my mind: "Oh, be careful little lips what you say" and "He hears what you say". Malachi says the Lord harkened and heard. We live in a world made up of many things – babies and formulas, school programs and teachers, pay cheques and taxes, automobiles and tires, curtains and cupboards, households and husbands – things we love to talk about. Yet even as we discuss these things He hears. Does the fear of the Lord show itself as we sound off? God bless you. I'll be talking with you.

# June 1969

The story of Gideon includes a phrase which has spoken to my heart – "and the stood every man in his place." (Judges 7:21) These are days when we are urged to "stand for something lest we fall for anything." Others encourage us to "stand up and be counted".

The Word of God commands us to "put on the whole armour of God that ye may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil" and "having done all to stand." (Eph 6:11-13)

The apostle Paul wrote to the Romans (14:10) and to us, "For we shall all stand before the judgement seat of Christ." To the Christians in the bustling city of Corinth was written, "Wherefore let him that thinketh he standeth take heed lest he fall." (1Cor 10:12) Victory came to the people of God when Gideon's men stood.

You and I need to stand – not just go along for the ride. Standing indicates that we have made a decision about certain matters – the Bible, the need of the blood of Christ to wash away our sins, the call to a separated life, the impending day when standing before his judgement seat we shall give account to God.

To 'stand' also requires our taking a position – we are numbered among the soldiers of Christ. Not running back and forth but set in place that we might face the opposition – for that is our task in battle.

I thrill to see our servicemen in uniform – they have identified themselves with our country; they stand erect and even as we watched the flag raising ceremony at camp on Memorial Day, we noted the determination in their walk as they marched to the flagpole and stood, in their places, until the ceremony was completed.

We are thankful for each one who has "taken a stand for Christ." But the latter part of the Judges' phrase also intrigues me – "stood in his place" Are you standing in your place? We need to take our rightful place first in our homes.

The husband and father is to be the head of the house and without his being in place, someone else is bound to be out of place. Wives, are you in the place of God's appointment for you – subject to your husband, keepers at home, instructing your daughters as to their place in God's program? Perhaps the children find it difficult to be in the place of obedience God commands because of the poor example we set as parents.

God added individuals to the church and had a place for each one. How it would please the pastors and honour the Lord to have each church member in his place on Sunday morning. Yes, but also on Sunday evening and prayer meeting night and Sunday School time. Teachers in place not only for the lesson and instruction time but also in place of the necessary visitation. Deacons and trustees, choir members and officers of the women's organizations, young people and missionaries have a place to fill and if you are not in that place, it may be filled by the enemy in disguise.

Victory in your life and mine can come only as we stand in place; our churches can fulfil their mission by God's grace if each member stands in his place. In the light of the day when we shall stand before our commander we ought to concern ourselves with being in our places that there be no "gaps" in the places we ought to occupy. (Ezekiel 23:30)

# November 1969

There is an old familiar phrase – what you don't know won't hurt you. It has also been stated that ignorance is bliss. Experience has taught us not to trust these proverbs and the Bible also gives us warning examples.

In Genesis 28:16 we read: "The Lord is in this place and I knew it not." When circumstances are hard, friends are few, loved ones are far away, we are prone to forget that God is in this place. Just where you are today – in loneliness, trouble, sorrow, unrest – the Lord is there. What a pity that we should be ignorant of his presence. God wants us to see Him, right in the midst of our present surroundings. Things look so different when we are aware that He is here, now. You recall the story of the atheist who read the sign in a room – "God is nowhere." The small boy standing near objected. As he read the plaque it said "God is now here." Yes, God is in this place, and, it matters to Him about you.

The mighty Samson had a similar experience. "And he wist not that the Lord was departed from him." (Judges 16:20) The Lord has promised those who are saved by grace that He will never leave them. Yet we allow ourselves to be blinded to the fact that we are not in the place where the Lord can give us the victory. We have forgotten our dependence upon God. Defeat comes when we depend on ourselves, our past experiences, our "know-how", instead of our victorious Saviour. Samson's tragic ignorance resulted in the sorry plight of verse 21 – he was blind, bound, and made to grind. When we find ourselves unable to look up and see the face of God, when we are tied in knots or in a rut bemoaning our daily routine and monotony, it is time to check and see if sin has caused us to be out of touch with the triumphant Christ.

In the house of the Lord's servant, Eli, we encounter more ignorance. "Now the sons of Eli were sons of Belial; they knew not the Lord." (1Sam 2:12). This is a sad record indeed. These young men had grown up in the home of the priest, were familiar with the language and practices of the chosen people – but they were strangers to the Lord. What a warning to us and to our young people! Knowing God is so important, it is life eternal according to John 17:3. The record of Eli's sons ought to alert every parent, Sunday School teacher, church officer, pastor – yes, every believer. We need to be aware that in the very centre of Christian activities may be individuals who do not really know the Lord. Each one needs a personal faith in the blood of the Lord Jesus Christ. Don't take it for granted that because someone comes to your church or sings in the choir that this makes it sure that they know the Lord.

In contrast to these records, the Bible declares at least two occasions when not knowing was a profitable thing. "Moses wist not that the skin of his face shone while he talked with him." (Exodus 34:29) You may not know it, but your face tells when you have been with the Lord. Visiting a city one day I noted a family discussing the purchase of a doll. I remarked that it looked like an early Christmas. The mother turned to me with a smile, ignored my remark and said, "You folks are Christians, aren't you?" Our affirmative reply brought this explanation: "We saw you earlier in the day and my husband remarked, 'Those folks look like they know the Lord – I can see it in their faces.'" What a blessed time of fellowship we had. They, too, were serving as missionaries and we never saw them again. But what a lift along the way for all of us. What do folks see when they look in your face, or in mine? God grant that it may be the Light of the World.

The other occasion is in Matthew 24:32 – "Watch therefore for ye know not what hour your Lord doth come." No man knows that hour. But the lack of knowledge here should spur us on to daily devotion, satisfactory service, lavish love and purifying preparation. The fact of Christ's return is certain – only the hour is unknown. So, what do you know?

# December 1969

I hope in this month of extra activities that you find some time to sit with me and enjoy a bit of fellowship. Already many houses in the city of Omaha are "decorated for Christmas"; we have noticed lighted Christmas trees in some homes and the merchants have bombarded us with advertising. Churches list "program rehearsals" in their calendars, housewives are baking Christmas goodies, the mailman is delivering Christmas cards and packages. Sometimes I feel as if I want to retreat from these continuous processions for a little while – I want to get away to a quiet place.

Let's go, in thought, to Bethlehem and the quiet of the stable. Share with Mary and Joseph the anxiety, the agony and the anticipation of the birth of the Babe. Then the joy as God's promise was fulfilled and she brought forth her firstborn son and wrapped him in swaddling clothes and laid him in the manger.

The conversation in that rude maternity room must have been wonderful. The baby had already been named: "Thou shalt call his name JESUS for He shall save His people from their sins." (Matt 1:21) This was God's promised Deliverer.

Mary recalled the words of the angel who had told her: "Fear not, Mary ...thou shalt bring forth a son ... he shall be great, and shall be called the Son of the Highest; and the Lord God shall give unto him the throne of his father David; and he shall reign over the house of Jacob forever; and of his kingdom there shall be no end." (Luke 1:30-33)

Within those swaddling clothes was the son of the Highest; the Son God gave because He loved the world so. How those two must have marvelled at the wonder which God had wrought. There was no chatter from hovering relatives, no curious neighbours, just the steady breathing of the creatures in the stable and this tax-paying couple seeing the fulfilment of God's prophecy through Isaiah – "A virgin shall conceive, and bear a son, and shall call his name Immanuel...For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given." (7:14 & 9:6)

The shepherds were taking their rest at the close of the day, the stars shining in the sky were as silent as the night. An angel brought to these working men a message: "For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord." (Luke 2:11)

No doubt they talked quietly as they made their way down the Judean hills to "go and see" that which the Lord had made known to them. They must have stood in awe as they beheld the babe and recounted to Mary and Joseph the event which had frightened them and the good news which had thrilled them. They were looking at a personal Saviour.

The tidings of great joy were for all people but become individual as we not that the Saviour was born "unto you". I wonder if Mary or Joseph thought as these simple shepherds visited them, of the words of the Psalmist – "The Lord is my shepherd." This babe in the mighty plan of God would be revealed as the good shepherd, giving his life for the sheep – the Saviour Shepherd.

Later on wise men found their way to the house where they found Mary and the young child. I doubt that this was a boisterous occasion. They must have given Mary some explanation of the reason for their coming. How her heart must have thrilled at this further evidence of God's miracle.

They humbled themselves before the one they called the King of the Jews and whom Herod had identified as the Christ. These visitors acknowledged the worth of Christ as they worshipped Him and hesitated not in presenting to Him gifts fit for a King.

Take time to behold Him – the Son, the Saviour Shepherd and the Sovereign and in quietness acknowledge your devotion to Jesus Christ, our Lord.

# February 1970

Pull up a chair and join us for a cup of tea. There are some subjects which are favourites with most women and one of these is our children. At the slightest indication that you are interested, the proud mother (or father) will gladly give you a volume of information about the new baby – how he is growing, how much he weighs and the cutest thing he has done in the past month. The emergence of the first tooth, the wonderful vocabulary and the first steps will be added to the account as time goes on. Then his rare accomplishments in first grade art will be displayed; his musical ability will be exhibited and when he reaches the age for competitive sports, you will be invited to see his prowess on the basketball court, the football field, or the track. Sometimes the fervour of the parent bores us – chiefly because we wanted to talk about our children and their growth! In every realm of the child's life we are happy to note growth and development.

Are we as greatly concerned with spiritual growth – in our children, the babes in Christ in our church, in ourselves? God's command through Peter is: "As newborn babes, desire the sincere milk of the Word that ye may grow thereby." (1Pet 2:2) An upsetting story of malnutrition was reported in a local paper recently; mothers were stunned by the weights of the children who found hungry and neglected. Are we, as Christian women, as Christian mothers, helping to feed the babies and children in the family of God? A well-balanced diet is important and many of your churches provide this – but do we help and encourage those who need this good food to attend the Sunday School, to fellowship with others in God's family, to engage in personal Bible study? Have you ever invited a new Christian to join you in the study of the precious Word of God? Exercise is also a vital part of growth and these "little ones" need help to become an active part of our church life; to use their talents and abilities in the service of the King.

As we talk about growing, my thoughts turn to parents whom God has entrusted with the care of a mentally or physically retarded child. We have known something of this experience and know how often the word 'grow' means a much different thing – simply an added syllable, a slight indication of coordination, the recollection of a single word from a nursery rhyme – what joy these bring to the parent's heart. We need to remember that sometimes in the spiritual realm there are those who will develop very slowly, and sometimes it seems very little. These need some extra loving care and encouraging praise for even the achievement of a little growth.

But if you have reached my age, your group now dotes on the most wonderful children in the world – our grandchildren. Why the change? Well, our children have "grown up". Every parent wishes there were definite standards to determine when these precious ones are "grown up" and we know that even though many years may pass, for them – and for us – there is still growing up to be accomplished. The attainment of so many feet and inches, the graduation from a certain type of school, the completion of a specified number of years – these are not synonymous with growing up. The Bible urges us in Ephesians 4:15 – "But speaking the truth in love, may grow up into him in all things, which is the head, even Christ."

"Till we all come in the unity of the faith and of the knowledge of the Son of God, unto a perfect man, unto the measure of the stature of the fullness of Christ." (Eph 4:13) Christian maturity is required and we are to be citizens of heaven but ambassadors in this old world; we are to be conformed to His image; to know and do the Father's will; to be obedient to His commands as to what we do with our time, talents, and means. Perhaps this was the thing that filled the mind of the apostle John when he penned in 2 John 4 – "I have no greater joy than to hear that my children walk in truth."

It is a life-long process, this business of growing, but a measurable one; and while in a sense we will not reach His desire for us this side of glory, we need to ask ourselves before God – am I a growing Christian? do I give evidence of growing up?

# July 1970

At a recent happy occasion, the wedding of our youngest daughter, we found ourselves in the midst of many friendly people. But, there were some who were strangers. I could identify some as folks who attended a particular city church, those who were friends or relatives of the groom, young people who had worked at the Camp at Clear Lake, some who had attended the same high school as our daughter. But, there were very few there with whom we really well acquainted.

The first line at the top of a page in my Bible says: "That I may know Him." Among the folks I met at the wedding were those whose residence, backgrounds, occupations, and relationship to the Lord of glory I did not know. Perhaps in days to come we will become "better acquainted." Returning to the above mentioned passage of Scripture (Phil 3:10) and thinking of the years I have known Christ, I recognize a need in my own life to join the Apostle Paul in a deep longing "that I may know Him."

The Bible tells me that I need to know Him as my Saviour – the One alone Who can personally save me from my sins. He alone is "able to save to the uttermost all that came unto God by Him."

I also want to learn to trust Him more as my Provider. (Phil 4:19) "But my God shall supply all your need, according to His riches glory by Christ Jesus." The problem here is that I do not like to be in need. All of us prefer to have sufficient to meet our needs, we would rather not have to look to another for our daily bread, for money to pay bills, for strength for the task at hand. But, we will never know His riches, never thrill at the joy of receiving from His well-laden hand, until we have needs.

Do you really know Him as our Sustainer and Comforter? These require a sense of impotence, weakness and sadness in our lives. Frankly, these are characteristics we do not like to admit. He had promised: "I will strengthen thee, yea I will help thee; yea, I will uphold thee with the right hand of my righteousness." (Isaiah 41:10)

It may not be your picture of "comfort" but in my Grandfather's home there hung a picture of a mother with her arms clinging closely and tightly to her soldier-son returning from the battlefield. This to me has always spelled comfort. No words, just the wonderful presence of one you love. How many times, as Christians we need the experience expressed by the song-writer concerning our precious Lord – "Holding me fast, in His mighty arms."

In certain areas we are warned to undertake no travel without a guide. Many have ignored this warning to their own disaster. As Christians we sometimes fail to know our God as our Guide: "I will guide thee with mine eyes." (Psalm 32:8) In the uncertainty of the way, in the clamour of voices seeking our attention, in our own lack of understanding as to the action we should take in these perilous days, we need our Guides. It is urgent that we stay close to Him that we may see His eye, and that we obey Him lest our feet slip.

Many of the homes in our country have thrilled at the anticipated arrival of a family member returning from overseas, of a friend or relative coming from a distance – we did not always know the date nor the hour – but we were waiting for the coming. Our home went through the stage of 'so many weeks till he came from overseas', then it was down to days and finally one day ahead of our schedule the telephone rang and the joyous greeting left no doubt in our minds that the long awaited one was "stateside"'. Sometimes as Christians we seem to lose sight of His unfailing promise – "I will come again" – we are busy with routine, involved in some drudgery, enduring some disappointments. But when we really know Him, these things will cause us to "look up." It will be worth it all when we see Christ.

How well do we know our blessed Lord? formally introduced? or well acquainted with Him through the many things revealed concerning Him in the precious Book?

# October 1970

Gardens and orchards have produced bountifully and housekeepers have been busy freezing and canning, storing up these good things for a later time. There is a sense of delight when all the jars are filled and a feeling of joy will come later when these goodies are taken from the shelves to provide satisfaction to those who sit at your table.

Life is busy and if we review the activities of the day, a sigh escapes the lips and we wonder how we have made it. Thinking of the well-stocked cupboards reminds me of a passage of Scripture: Psalm 119:11, "Thy Word have I hid in mine heart, that I might not sin against Thee." My beloved theology professor at Baptist Bible Seminary, Dr. Emory Bancroft, used to speak of this verse as indicating a good thing, in a good place, for a good purpose. And the treasures of the Book can meet a need and bring blessing and satisfaction in our daily lives.

Having reached the stage where all our children are in their own homes, we look back on the days when we had to build an extra large table to accommodate our brood; when bunk beds were not just space-savers but were necessary if each child was to have a place to sleep; when preparing potatoes meant peeling a large pot full of these filling vegetables. And I wonder, how did I manage? Today a tiny table can accommodate the two of us; we can, if we desire, choose which bed to sleep in; and two baked potatoes have proven to be one too many. Yet with the passing of the years it seems that even today's duties cause me to feel weary. From the storehouse the Spirit recalls to me the promise of God, "As thy days so shall thy strength be." (Deut 33:25) What joy to know that this is His Word for this day!

Women often complain of loneliness – even in the midst of an active family. Personally, I think we just begin to pity ourselves a bit, shut in at home while others go out to their jobs or to school and the fellowship of others in this work-a-day world. We are deprived of sharing the excitement of news and feel a lack of adult conversations. We accept our lot but not without a bit of inward discontent. Then, like the thrill of fresh frozen strawberries when the snow is on the ground, God brings to me that sweet Word, "Lo, I am with you." (Matt 28:20) Such wonderful companionship. Sometimes when I am alone in the house, I talk aloud to God and I know the reality of His presence. There are things we must face alone in life so far as earthly companions are concerned but He has promised: "I will never leave thee nor forsake thee." (Heb 13:5) We need not be deprived of His presence – but at times we ignore Him or let the cares of this world crowd out the Lord of glory.

A child had heard of the missionaries in a distant land who gathered around an empty flour barrel, bowed their heads and sang the doxology. Some time later his mother saw his heels dangling above their flour barrel and inquired what he thought he was doing. With his tummy resting on the ridge of the barrel he answered from way down inside – "I'm looking to see how soon we can sing 'Praise God from whom all blessings flow." You and I are not likely seeking opportunities for this experience but isn't it humbling to become aware of a need and then see the mighty God produce from His bounty a package marked: "My God shall supply all your need." (Phil 4:19)

Life is like a diamond with many facets – while some areas sparkle, others are in the shadow. Our situations and circumstances, and our reactions to them, change with time and place. But just as you have filled your winter supply with a variety of fruits and vegetables, jams and jellies, pickles and preserves, so God has provided daily promises to be brought out of your heart as they are needed. 1Pet 5:7 "He careth for you." Think of all that He is – the Creator, Sustainer, Redeemer, Friend, Almighty God – this is the One Who cares for you. What does it mean that He cares? Like a father or mother He will provide, love, soothe, correct, comfort, strengthen and work with you. And His concern is for you – just as you are and where you are at this very moment, as if you were the only one in the whole wide world.

Do you have God's Word, a good thing, in your heart, a good place, for a good purpose, that you might not sin against Him? The Holy Spirit will bring to your remembrance just the good thing that will bring joy, beauty and radiance into your day. Not only is the future as bright as the promises of God but today will be lightened and brightened with the riches of God in Christ Jesus stored in your heart.

# November 1970

Included in our daily routine, although we do not usually plan it so, much time is spent looking for things. The keys to the car are not in their usual place and the whole family is involved in a search for them. The school bus is coming over the hill and Junior has mislaid his math book. We look behind the furniture, under the bed, beneath the newspapers and in every room to retrieve the lost object. As women of the home we sometimes look for the right curtains to brighten a room, a special nick-knack for a corner, an unusual gift or special card for a dear friend. Admittedly, we also spend time "just looking".

Spiritually, we may be suddenly shocked to find there has been a loss of some vital factor in our daily lives. But this loss does not receive our immediate, deliberate, and continued search. We go on with the attitude – "Oh well, it will turn up. Sooner or later I'll experience again the peace I once knew." We may let days pass before we begin to search for the blessedness of God's daily peace in our hearts. Knowing that we have eternal life through faith in Jesus Christ we tend to content ourselves that our lack of peace is likely caused by our health, the weather, the situation in our local church, or family relationships. Philippians 4:6-7 points out some things we need to consider as we look for the lost peace. "Be careful for nothing; but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your request be made known unto God. And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus." What a host of hiding places! Have we allowed ourselves to become anxious about something, anything? Have we prayed, thankfully, about everything? We consider some things too little to pray about. An old adage said that God was concerned about everything in the life of His child – even the loss of a collar button. (Some of you may never have searched for a lost collar button. It was a small but very useful and necessary item.) Have we taken everything to the proper Person? It is easy to talk things over with friends, family, or neighbours, but we often neglect to talk to our God. Let's bring our requests to God and be assured that He will be faithful to the wonderful promise of peace given in verse 7. And do it now.

There are other times when we "just look." I often indulge in this pleasure when I am forced to wait. Pleasant surprises will forestall the tendency to grumble or complain about the "waiting". Various Christian publications as well as the Bible are excellent places to engage in this type of window shopping. A phrase, kindly comment, or immediate challenge may come to satisfy an indefinite desire. It may be just a tidbit or it may be the equivalent of a solid meal. Make a habit of jotting down this find. My kitchen calendar often has timely thought or minute meditations written across it. As I go about routine tasks I can mull over these thoughts or ideas and two things happen – the routine is less monotonous and, more important, my soul has been blessed by a bit of sweetness.

Scripture enjoins us to be "Looking for that blessed hope, and the glorious appearing of the great God and our Saviour Jesus Christ." (Titus 2:13) With necks stretched out we look in anticipation for the Bridegroom to claim His Bride, for the Saviour to meet those He has redeemed, for the Benefactor to view those who were beggars, for the King to bid welcome to His subjects. Surely as we look to Him and look for Him the distresses and desires of the child of God are cared for by Him.

# December 1970

"Hi Mom! What's for supper?" The two boys arriving home from football practice didn't wait for an answer. They lifted the lids off the pots and let the aromas of a hearty supper fill the kitchen. "Oh, boy, when do we eat?"

We were guests in the home and a nostalgic feeling took hold of me as I realized how long it had been since my children had asked these questions. The mother, like most of us, issued a gentle reprimand but I could not resist saying – "Oh, what a wonderful sight. This has done my heart good."

These growing lads had exhibited their hearty appetites, their pleasure in anticipation of that which had been prepared. As we sat at the table there was no question but that they were thoroughly satisfied with their Mom's cooking, and so were we.

Thinking of this in connection with the word of God, several passages of Scripture came to my mind. The injunction of the apostle: "Desire the sincere milk of the Word that ye may grow thereby." (1Pet 2:2) Then the testimony of the ancient prophet: "Thy words were found and I did eat them, and thy word was unto me the joy and rejoicing of mine heart." (Jerimiah 15:16) Acts 17:11 says of some first century Christians, the Bereans, "they received the word with all readiness of mind, and searched the scriptures daily, whether those things were so." The God-blessed man is described by the Psalmist as one whose "delight is in the law of the Lord; and in his law doth he meditate day and night." (Psalm 1:2)

There are four things here which serve as a check list relative to our appetites for the Bread of Life. The first is desire. Do we want the Word? Consider this carefully. We claim to be the people of the Book; but I must ask myself, and I trust you will ask yourself, "Do I really desire God's Word?"

So often we are content with the family reading of a portion, or the public Scripture reading in the worship service of our church. We anxiously run to the mailbox for the latest copy of the paper or magazine with the column "Mrs. G's Gushy Gossip" so that we have the very latest. Our library cards reveal that we have perused the books which are the talk of the town. But what has been our desire for the message from the God of heaven?

The prophet writes of "eating or devouring" God's word. A man with a good appetite fills his plate with generous helpings of food. No woman enjoys cooking for a family that picks at the food or leaves much of it on the plate untouched. We prepare it to be eaten.

Many years ago at a mission Bible school we had supper that consisted of soup. About 10 p.m. that evening the girls removed from the oven some home-made bread. The only apt description of what happened to those crispy loaves is that students and teachers "devoured" them. Do we experience such a consuming passion (no pun intended) for that which God provides for us?

There are occasions when we feast – the Thanksgiving turkey, the Christmas cookies, the birthday cakes, the special salad a good friend prepares. But our health, vitality, and stamina are not determined by these but rather on our daily intake of food. The doctors recommend regular, balanced meals. The conferences and special meetings are good, but they are occasional. We need a daily program of spiritual nutrition.

I enjoy enthusiastic people, people who relish what they are doing. I think this may enter into the word used by the Psalmist – delight. That God-blessed man is exhilarated, excited, and enthused by the Word of God. How do we measure up on this point for check-up?

When people don't want to eat, we are concerned about them. A careful diagnosis is made to find the cause. All possible means are used to overcome the difficulty. This may explain why we have some unhealthy Christians, spiritually speaking. It can account for the days I feel indifferent or lackadaisical. I may be skipping meals or dabbling at my food.

Let's check: Do I daily desire to devour the good things of God's Word and then delight in that which He has set before me? Some items may not tickle my taste buds, but I know they are good for me!

# April 1971

Feeling weary? Well, come and sit down and we'll chat over a cup of tea.

A number of things produce weariness. Monotonous routine, continual rush and stress, dark gloomy days, prolonged sickness, work without a break, burdens that lie upon our hearts, concern for loved ones – all of these tend to result in weariness. We may go to bed at night to rest but awake in the morning without the vim and vitality we hoped would have been restored.

Most of us would find it difficult to explain just what we mean when we say, "I'm weary." Perhaps it could be described as lack of positive feelings rather than an ache in a particular spot. Because it is not easy to "pinpoint" the malady, we feel it is not likely we shall find a remedy. A number of meanings are given for weariness – to press, make heavy, labour, be fatigued, to become faint, tired, to be greatly harassed, to force under, beat down, misery. What a list of depressing characteristics!

Considering these identifying marks it seems that Isaiah is offering us a remedy for weariness. "But they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint." (Isaiah 40:31) One would think Isaiah had overheard our sighing and seen our sagging. For the repeated steps of everyday life, the Word gives a promise – "They shall walk and not faint." So many activities simply require that we walk – housekeeping, meal preparations, laundry, child care – everyday jobs that we repeat day after day and week after week.

But there are also days and events that seem to push and harass us, producing pressure and stress. And the prophet writes – "they shall run and not be weary." How often we have needed, and how many more times we will need, just such a promise – that we can meet the hustle and bustle without weariness.

None of us may possess a desire to go to the moon, but I am sure each of us has had unspoken longings to just "get away from it all." Isn't that what our verse talks about – mounting up with wings as eagles – rising above those things which seem to be beating us down, forcing us under. The eagle touches down on the earth, then spreads his great wings and rises, rises until he is just a spot in the sky and apparently is still going higher.

How often we need to be elevated above the petty annoyances of daily life, the bickering and strife, the fears that haunt our neighbours as they worry about air pollution and population explosion, the foes that would seek to destroy our faith and rob us of our peace. God has promised that we can rise above these things – we are (as His children by faith in Christ Jesus) citizens of a higher realm, privileged to take our requests to a heavenly throne and find grace from our God to help in every time of need.

In His goodness God has told us how to overcome weariness – "But they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength." Isaiah is not alone in giving us this wonderful promise. David gives us the same prescription in Psalm 27:11 "wait on the Lord; be of good courage, and he shall strengthen thine heart; wait, I say, on the Lord."

Take time to read that entire Psalm right now if you are weary. Don't try to combat the duties and responsibilities that are yours; rise above these things. Wait before our wonderful Lord and He will strengthen your heart and renew your strength.

# May 1971

Smoke was rising from the barren land in western New York as we travelled south this spring. This is the land where grapes grow in abundance and we were seeing the spring activities which will help to provide a crop of delicious fruit, the tantalizing taste of grape jelly on homemade bread, the aroma of heavily laden grape vineyards and the refreshment of clear, cool grape juice. Some days earlier we had made the journey northward and had seen the empty, dry, unattractive vines and branches stretched across the bleak-looking lands that the geography books used to describe as the grape belt. Now the men who are experts in grape culture were performing a very vital task, routine but selective. With their powerful shears they had been engaged in pruning the vines and the smoke came from the fires burning the trimmed off branches.

Naturally our thoughts turned to the truth of John 15 and the Lord's dissertation on the Vine and the branches. Meditating on this chapter we ponder the relation between the Vine, the Lord Jesus, and branches identified as believers. At other times we focus on the Husbandman, the Father. What a wonderful truth! The Father is the Husbandman. Not a stranger, nor a hired servant lifts the branch, examines it carefully and with tender, loving care prunes it – but the Father. In spite of this we, as the branches, tend to self-pity when this spring work takes place. Why, Lord? Is all this pruning really necessary? Will there be sufficient left to bear fruit? We need double vision at this time – seeing not only the present pruning but also the future fruitfulness. Let's look first at the present, for we are creatures of the moment, concerned about what's happening now. If you are feeling the sharp severance as God cuts off something you hold dear, as a break in a long standing relationship occurs, remember it is your heavenly Father who is the Husbandman. In this capacity His purposes are wise beyond our understanding. As the Father He understands your aching heart, that empty feeling, that lonely situation. He personally is standing by you in this time of spiritual surgery. When we face physical surgery, we are thankful for a kind, concerned, well-qualified surgeon. We have nothing less in the Great Physician, the Keeper of the vineyard. Tell him about the hurts and receive His sufficient grace. Lean hard upon Him. As Paul wrote to the Romans in verse 18 of chapter 8 – "For I reckon that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us" – I urge you to look beyond and see the day of abundant harvest. God has purposed that in our lives (related to Him through faith in the Lord Jesus Christ) there shall be fruit, more fruit, much fruit, and abiding fruit. He knows best what culture we, the branches, need. The satisfaction of the Gardener's heart does not come from the burning of the withered cut off branch and the resulting dark, curling smoke. He will rejoice in the time of fruit – a time separated from the day of pruning – but a time ordained by God who promised "While the earth remaineth, seedtime and harvest, and cold and heat and summer and winter, and day and night shall not cease." (Genesis 8:22) The pruning and trimming are needful if the fruit of the Spirit is to bring joy to the heart of the Lord of the Harvest. As I look at my own life I see many barren places – spots where the fruit should have been – but they were empty. How often there has been need for faith, for self-control, for gentleness, longsuffering, or joy. When I see the fruitless branch, I pray:

I want to abide so close to the Vine

That fruit more abundant shall surely be Thine.

A cluster of much fruit to glorify Thee

Can only result when you purge even me.

Does the pruning hurt a bit? Look forward to the blessed day of joyous harvest.

# June 1971

Life does not always dwell on the mountain tops where the sun shines brightly, the air is fresh and clear, and the eye can behold the things at hand or gaze into the far horizons. There are days when we walk in the valleys. This often brings a feeling of restriction, a sense of the great distance to the mountain top, or the chilling reality of fast-falling shadows. The Bible translates a number of words "valley" and the concordance presents these meanings – a deep, difficult place; a flat place; a low plain. But the God Who made the mountains is also the God of the valleys.

When the spies were sent into the land, they went to the valley of Eschol (Deut 1:24-25). They had not come this way before but rejoiced and reported: "It is a good land which the Lord our God doth give us." As a token they carried with them a huge bunch of grapes – the fruit of the valley of Eschol. Today you may be standing in a strange, unknown place. Look around and behold the goodness of God in this place.

In Joshua 15 we read of the apportionment of the land among the tribes. Certain territory was designated by these words, "and the border went up to the top of the mountain that lieth before the valley of Hinnom." (v. 8) Valleys are formed by nearby mountains and there are times when we need to be hemmed in by the mountain majesties and find protection, provision and satisfaction in the low plain. Better to be in the valley with the Lord than standing on the highest peak alone.

Battles rage in some valleys. In 2 Chronicles 25:22 we are told that Josiah came to fight in the valley of Megiddo. The enemy may come in a variety of guises – depression, loneliness, self-pity, or with a subtle temptation to deviate from the known way and will of God. Here we may have an excellent target for his wicked darts. In the midst of the strife rely on the Captain of our Salvation and stand, firmly settled, on the Word of God. Turn the valley of battle into the valley of victory and triumph through our Lord Jesus Christ.

Someone has written "Into each life some rain must fall." Zechariah wrote of the "mourning in the valley of Megiddo." None of our lives are without tears. On at least two occasions Jesus gave indication of tears – as He stood at the side of broken hearted Mary and Martha, and as He looked upon Jerusalem where the people stubbornly and indifferently rejected His great love. Why are you in the valley of mourning? Is it because of the loss of a loved one? No one understands your heartache like Jesus. Is it because your own deeds have caused you to repent? You recognize that you have failed to respond to His love or yield to His call to service. Within the valley of mourning Christ stands ready to forgive as you confess your failure to Him.

"And Sharon shall be a fold of flocks, and the valley of Achor a place for the herds to lie down in, for my people that have sought me." (Isaiah 65:10) What a picture of the rest and contentment God provides for His own. Coming out of the clouds on a mountain highway we have often looked down into a valley to see a quiet little community nestled in the lush greenness in the midst of the flowering trees and abundant gardens. God can make your low place a valley of peace.

Tiny flowers in spring are a delight. Springing up in tiny vales they not only add their beauty to the landscape but their fragrance to the air. In the Song of Solomon 2:1 we read: "I am ... the lily of the valleys." How wonderful that the Spirit makes this word plural – valleys. At different times in life, under varying circumstances our valleys appear. They may be filled with the sounds of battle or the sobs of mourning, they may produce fruit, flowers, and fragrance, we may live permanently there or be just a transient. Walk close to Christ through the deep places and behold and enjoy the Lily of your valleys.

# September 1971

A short phrase from the Gospels caught my attention recently. "The Lord hath need" occurs in the writings of Matthew, Mark, and Luke. It refers to the ass and the colt which our Lord used as He rode into the city of Jerusalem. As I pondered the phrase I recalled the multitude of Scriptures which point out the all-sufficiency of our God. Yet for reasons known only to Him, He allows us to share in the mighty things which He does.

Back in Exodus the Lord had need of a mother who would trust Him and care for a baby boy that was to be the leader of the nation Israel. All the details of God's wonderful plan were not revealed to Amram and Jochabed but by faith they hid the child for three months, his life was saved, and the leader the Lord needed was provided.

Hannah had longed for a child. God answered her prayers and gave Samuel in to that empty home. But in spite of the thrill of having a tiny baby, perhaps with dimples and smiles, this godly mother kept her promise and loaned Samuel to the Lord. The Lord had need of a prophet and a judge. Hannah and Ekanah were used to meet this need.

The Lord had need of a builder. While David had desired to build a house for the Lord, that privilege was reserved for David's son, Solomon. The story of this famous structure is recorded in I Kings 5-8. The administrative abilities of Solomon are detailed in these chapters, the account of the many workmen involved and the intricacies of the structure are instructive and inspiring. The Lord had need and the wise king submitted himself and served in that capacity.

A gracious hostess was needed by the Lord for His servant, Elisha. Have you noticed the description of the woman in 2 Kings 4:8? Scripture says that Elisha passed to Sunem, where was a great woman. What a commendation. This woman and her husband provided a simple room that would serve as a home for the Lord's prophet. Many times the Lord has need of a gracious hostess – are you available?

Luke tells the lovely story of the birth of Christ and the need of a place where this most wondrous event would take place. We sometimes speak lightly of the innkeeper but often fail to note his graciousness in offering the poor, limited accommodation that was still available. He had no way of knowing what would take place that night but because the need was met, we sing of that manger that cradled not simply the child of Mary, but the Lord Jesus Christ. Many times God has need for our everyday things.

God's plan for redemption included the publication of the good news of the Gospel to the ends of the earth. He chose to use men in this task. The Lord had need of witnesses and we are amazed at the various types of men He used. There were the fishermen, the tax collector, the physician, the scholar, the father of at least four daughters, an aged man banished to an island – all used to preach and to write the message of the grace of God to men everywhere. God has need of men and women to day who will hear and obey His voice.

Read through the Gospels and write down the many things and people that were used by Christ. The little boy's lunch, the Samaritan woman's pitcher, the upper room, the fishing boat, the home at Bethany, the sparrows in the market place, the lilies of the field – in a peculiar way, each of these were needed by the Lord. Today the possession that you have may be necessary for the work of the Lord. Long ago He said to Moses, "What is that in thine hand?" (Exodus 4:2) I pray that each of us may hear His gentle voice as He says "The Lord hath need of your voice, your home, your pen, your money, your food, your fellowship." What a privilege to be a participant in the plan and purpose of our wonderful Lord.

# May 1972

"Put off thy shoes from off thy feet, for the place whereon thou standest is holy ground."

These familiar words, spoken to Moses on the back side of the desert, cause us to stop and listen. What made this a holy place? The personal presence of the Holy God, the God of all grace, the God of all glory. What a wonderful thing – that this God will communicate with ordinary human beings. Moses was an educated man, yet one who had experienced sin and shame. He had gone from the palace to the desert. Yet God talked to him.

Many times we envy the experiences of others. We would like to have stood beside that burning bush. But it may be that we fail to recognize in our own lives the times when we do stand on holy ground, the varied situations in which God speaks to us.

When Moses removed his shoes, he was willing to listen until God had finished speaking. He had already turned aside to see and was giving God his attention. The Psalmist writes: "I will hear what God the Lord will speak; for he will speak peace unto his people, and to his saints; but let them not turn again to folly." (Psalm 85:8)

I imagine that Hannah stood on holy ground as she prayed in the house of the Lord and later returned to that same place to loan Samuel to the Lord as long as he lived. In these days when children are being turned over to baby-sitters and day nurseries, and being denied the love and training of a godly mother, Christian women ought to praise God for the privilege of having and raising their children for the glory of God.

As that babe nestles close in your arms surely you are on holy ground for He has said, "Lo, children are an heritage of the Lord." (Psalm 127:3)

Three of the Gospel writers record the occasion when children were brought to the Lord Jesus for blessing. It is a thrilling experience to have your own child, or even another's child coming to know the Saviour. He desires them to come. How sad it is that many parents deny their boys and girls this privilege.

The little ones need to learn early in life that God loves them and wants them to give Him their hearts. A mother recently wrote me that her young son came to her bed in the middle of the night, crying because he knew he had sinned. I am sure that humble bedroom became a holy place as they knelt together before the Lord.

Sometimes in the midst of great sadness, God in grace brings us to a place that his holy. Think of the widow of Nain. The funeral procession was moving down the road when the Lord Jesus intervened and restored her son to life.

Your heart may be sorely distressed because a son or daughter is dead in trespasses and in sins. He or she seems heedless to the love and mercy of the Son of God. Yet even through your tears you may behold the wonderful transformation as sinner and Saviour meet on that road of heartbreak and sorrow.

Mary and Martha mourned the death of Lazarus, yet I am sure that even the ground beside his tomb became a holy place as they heard Christ say, "Lazarus, come forth." (John 11:43)

Holy places, because of His presence, can also be found in times when we are joyful. The wedding at Cana of Galilee was such a time. Christ graced that wedding with His presence and with a miracle. Christian weddings ought to be holy places.

When the world is pushing aside that which is solemn and serious, Christians should make sure that their weddings exalt the Lord Jesus, that His voice is heard in the ceremony and that deep devotion to God's will permeates the vows that are made.

Not all of us can visit the Holy Land but if we will look for and listen to God as He meets us in the daily routines – Sarah preparing food for guests, Paul as he sewed tents, fishermen as they mended nets, Matthew as he collected taxes, Nicodemus as he sought the Saviour, Zacchaeus as he climbed the sycamore tree out of curiosity, Dorcas as she sewed – we will find our simple lives dotted with holy places because of God's presence.

# November 1972

A certain amount of excitement and exhilaration accompanies the special days in our year. But I find that I approach these times with mixed emotions. Amid the joys, nostalgia creeps in, and smiles and tears are very close.

Thanksgiving brings thoughts of a well-laden table. There are so many reasons to give thanks. It also recalls facing an empty cupboard, not even salt nor tea. The depression and discouragement that controlled our hearts for a time have not been completely forgotten.

Because it is November and a time for family gatherings, we think of one now in glory. The bleak day at a mountain cemetery on the mission station we were serving clouds the time of festivity. Christmas is a time of rejoicing.

How can we do less than be joyful when we know Christ as our Saviour? The salvation He brought is so wonderful. Viewing the crass carousing and commercialism we regret that so long we too, had no room for the Saviour. We weep for loved ones who still refuse to yield to God's great love.

God in His grace enables us to look both up and down. To get us to look up it has been necessary to share the experience of the Psalmist when he cried, "Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why are thou disquieted within me?" (Psalm 43:5)

Abraham looked on the well watered plain which Lot chose. He could have wondered, "Lord, what's left for me?" In the face of loss the patriarch had God's promise, "Lift up now thine eyes, and look from the place where thou art northward, and southward, and eastward, and westward: for all the land which thou seest, to thee will I give it, and to thy seed forever." (Gen 13:15-16) This promise has not failed.

Sarah and Abraham were surrounded by servants but had no son. Loneliness tugged at their hearts. But God turned their faces upwards and promised seed as the stars of the heaven and as the sands of the sea (Gen 22:14) One day that ancient home resounded with the cry of baby Isaac. Despair had been replaced by rejoicing.

The Israelites in the wilderness found reasons to complain. They were unhappy with their diet, their leaders, their circumstances. God's purposes seemed obscure. Yet we read that He led them forth to bring them into a land of pastures and pleasantness. "And into the land they came." (Joshua 21:43)

Saul of Tarsus was suddenly stricken blind. His plans and purposes in life were shattered. Can you imagine his thoughts in those days? He may have been stunned, bewildered. Certainly he was concerned about the days and the way ahead. Then the scales fell off his eyes. God showed him parts of the path ahead. Yet years later he tells us, "I have finished my course." (2 Timothy 4:7) There is no reason to doubt that his anticipation of Acts 20:24 "that I might finish my course with joy" had been fulfilled.

Hardships, heartaches, and heaviness were part of the life of the apostle Paul. We often feel a kinship with him in these. He could have dwelt on these things. But God in grace enabled him to look up and ahead and write: "I reckon that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us." (Romans 8:18)

The apostle John had been banished. Separated from home, friends and familiar sights, he is alone on the island of Patmos. How easily he might have sat down and wept. He could have focused his attention on the lonely residence. A voice from above commanded his attention. He turned his eyes heavenward.

John wrote things we do not fully comprehend. The description of the righteous wrath of God makes me shudder. On the earth were turmoil and tragedy, but in the heavens, triumphs, no more tears nor tangled lives.

In days of mixed emotions hear God's voice. Don't be stiff-necked. Permit God to turn your head and your heart from the gloom to the glory.

Let me look up.

This vale of tears is burdensome.

E'en memory nags,

With thoughts of dreary days.

I need to see that

God in His great mercy

Will wipe the tears.

He planned the years.

And joy awaits

When I behold Christ's face.

Editor's note: Please continue to pray for Mrs. Thibideau. She is very ill.

# June 1973

The weather has been a much mooted subject this spring. Warm days came early. Flowers bloomed ahead of their usual time. Snow shovels had been stored away when suddenly they were needed to remove the biggest drifts of the year. Lilacs and tulips displayed their colours only to be covered with a blanket of white.

Last fall the harvest was left incomplete. Excessive moisture and cold weather have hindered the farmer from his usual spring planting. Food prices have risen. It is the general consensus that "things aren't what they used to be." Not everyone craves the 'good old days', but all of us tend to be concerned about what is happening in our world.

How good it is to be able to turn to the Word of God. It abideth forever according to 1 Peter 1:23. Genesis 8:22 records the promise of Almighty God, "While the earth remaineth, seedtime and harvest, and cold and heat, and summer and winter, and day and night shall not cease." This is a settled truth. Do we really stand firm on this promise of God?

Sickness overtakes a loved one. We may question the medical care that is decided upon. We wonder why the results are less than we anticipated. But again we need to turn to the Book. In John 11:3 we read the message of Mary and Martha to Jesus. "He whom thou lovest is sick." These words intrigue me. The sisters did not say, "Our brother whom we love is sick" but "he whom thou lovest." In the midst of pain and suffering it is difficult to realize that our loving Lord is also touched by this sickness. It does matter to Him. The songwriter had grasped this truth when he wrote the song, _Does Jesus Care?_ Peter gives assurance in the words of 1 Peter 5:7, "Casting all your care upon Him, for He careth for you." The last phrase has been rendered: It matters to Him about you. How good to rest on His wisdom and love. How comforting to lean on His everlasting arms. How precious to trust the Great Physician in such an hour.

You have been settled for many years in a job, in a certain locality, surrounded by folks you have known through sunshine and storm, in joy and in sorrow. Now you are faced with unbelievable changes. Your job has been phased out. The land on which you live is to become part of a superhighway. Thoughts of moving into a new area, away from old friends, fill you with dread and fear. The days and the ways ahead appear as huge question marks.

For such a time the testimony of the Word is this: "I will instruct thee and teach thee in the way which thou shalt go; I will guide thee with mine eye." (Psalm32:8) Hear the children of Israel as they give tribute to God's faithfulness. "And he brought us out from thence, that he might bring us in, to give us the land which he sware unto our fathers." (Deut 6:23)

God has His place for you and for me. He also has His own wonderful way of getting us there. To Abraham He issued a call. To the children of Israel in bondage in Egypt He sent a Deliverer. Ruth, the Moabitess, had experienced sorrow and the death of a loved one. Naomi was encouraging her to stay in the place that now seemed so empty. But Ruth had determined not only to go to Bethlehem with her mother-in-law, but to trust in the God known to her as "thy God." In the unfamiliar land she found fellowship with a new family. God brought her to Boaz. She had an abundant supply of her material needs. And in this place, God's place, He blessed her and gave her a son. Beloved, He is your God, too.

Our high schools are graduating many of our youth. Our churches are being filled with wedding parties. Hearts of many parents are flooded with very mixed emotions. Again we need the stability of the enduring Word. When we have trained a child according to Proverbs 22:6, we need to trust God that that child, now grown, will not depart from it. We must squarely face our responsibility in the face of Genesis 2:24, "Therefore shall a man leave his father and his mother, and shall cleave unto his wife."

Though today be filled with questions,

And the future is unknown,

Rest upon God's Word of promise,

He is still upon His throne.

# September 1973

Summer days often seem to produce meals that are a bit of this and a bit of that. Items that have collected in the refrigerator are combined with things that are handy to satisfy the physical need of that particular hour. Our chat will be like that today. In recent weeks, God has privileged us to serve Him in a number of places. Thoughts have been garnered in new areas and familiar ideas have taken on refreshed meanings.

Butterflies and daisies are among God's little things. The gaily yellow butterfly with scarcely an inch of wing spread, hovered over the arid soil. It made a very brilliant spot on the rather drear landscape.

Just when I would think I could look at it more closely, it would disappear into a ray of sunshine. Nearby were little pink daisies that had pushed up through the resistant earth. There was no evidence of toil, care, or concern.

True, they were little, but God had made them so. So far as we know, no great future awaited them. They were just a common variety and would not likely be placed in a special display nor receive public acclamation. Yet God cared for these little creatures.

Vitality, vibrant colours, and simplicity characterized their every move. In ways known only to the heavenly Father they complete their life cycles. Their needs are met. They bring joy to both children and adults.

I was reminded of the passage in Matthew 6:25-34. An old Sunday school song (one we do not hear very often) flashed through my mind – "If God so loves the little things, I know He loves me too." Matthew 10:29 – "Are not two sparrows sold for a farthing? And one of them shall not fall on the ground without your Father. But the very hairs of your head are all numbered."

Looking out of the trailer window at the stars brought again the devotional reading we had enjoyed earlier that day. Psalm 147:4 reads, "He telleth the number of the stars; he calleth them all by their names." Above the quiet city they shone. At the moment I may have been the only one gazing at them. Yet they were named and numbered by Almighty God. The 'number' suggests a place in a type of order, a sequence. God has a place for that single star. The characteristics and purpose are included in the 'naming' of the stars. God has said we are to be like the stars and that He knows us by name. We are to be stationed by God; shining in the night times; serene and stable in the place of appointment; silent witnesses of His wisdom; serving in accordance with His will and purpose.

The morning quietness is unbelievable. This is a busy city. There are homes in every direction. Yet – not a sound. I suddenly hear the unmistakable crow of a rooster. I cannot detect the location – not a common city sound. Oh, Peter! How that cock was used to bring you to recognition of your miserable failure, your proud boasting, your brazen but sad pronouncement. But it also brought you to repentance and God's gracious forgiveness. I need the quiet that I may hear the rooster. In the busy, noisy life with its frustrations, fears, and foes, God help me hear the rooster as he crows. (Matt 26:74-75)

# December 1973

I'm glad you could stop for a few minutes today. Your minds and hands are filled with things related to Thanksgiving and the approaching season of gift giving. This is a happy time of year.

Many have stopped to count their blessings. The unfailing kindness of our God always amazes us. Farmers have given thanks for good crops. Weather that has permitted a safe harvest has been gratifying. Our homes, schools, and hospitals are still comfortably heated. Many are enjoying good health. Last year's worries have dissipated. As we consider what God has done, we can safely trust today's concerns in His Almighty hands.

A sense of wanting to give to others is also prevalent. I've already sneaked behind doors and in whispered tones have heard: "This is what I'm making for Aunt Martha. Do you think she'll like it?" Business establishments are displaying a variety of wares – in prices from a few cents to thousands of dollars. Giving and receiving are part of our lives.

Christians rejoice in God's Gift to us in the person of the Lord Jesus Christ. Packages are beautiful. Can you imagine how beautiful Christ appeared as He came wrapped in human flesh to be cradled in the manger? Is there anything more lovely than a baby? No doubt those tiny toes and baby fingers were kissed and loved by Mary and Joseph. But not to them alone was He given. God's gift was for the whole world: "For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish but have everlasting life." (John 3:16) Friend, have you received God's personal gift to you? Have you thanked Him for everlasting life received through faith in the shed blood of the Lord Jesus Christ, God's gift?

Royalty is passing from earth's scene. History records the intense excitement in a nation at the birth of a prince. In the quiet city of Bethlehem, announced by angel hosts, the Prince of Peace was born. What a designation – Prince of Peace. He came bringing God's peace to the hearts of sinful men and He will eventually rule the world in peace. The song writer uses two adjectives to describe His peace in our hearts – wonderful and glorious. The Bible writer says this peace passes all understanding. Storms rage within and without. We need to bow our hearts and say, "Thank you, Lord, for the Gift of the Prince of Peace. I am grateful for your love which enables me today to enjoy peace, perfect peace in this dark world of sin."

Counseling – a somewhat new but important, time-consuming task confronting many pastors. We recognize and appreciate their efforts in this area. But in sending His Son, God sent us the Counsellor. At times we bypass this aspect of God's Son as described in Isaiah 9:6. A father had lost a treasured pencil. He requested his small son to help him search the house for it. With no sense of impudence but with active faith in God, he looked at his Daddy and said, "Did you ask Jesus to help you find it?" The father confessed his neglect and they knelt at the couch to ask heavenly help. While they prayed the child touched the pencil where it had rolled between the cushions. Thank God for One wiser than Solomon in our everyday affairs.

Wrapped in swaddling clothes was also the coming Ruler. Isaiah foretells that "the government shall be upon his shoulder" (Isaiah 9:6). Our hearts have been saddened not only by situations within our United States this year but by the financial and governmental upheavals in other lands. Countries in which our missionaries serve have been literally torn. Some people have already panicked, and others see only doom ahead. But, God is till on His throne. His revealed plan places the government upon the shoulder of His blessed Son. He will rule in righteousness. He understood the common people. He spoke with authority among the rulers and teachers. Thank God for the prospect of such a Ruler.

"For unto you is born this day in the city of David, a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord." (Luke 2:11) Many have quoted this passage. Choirs have sung these thrilling words. But it is a very personal announcement – _unto you_. I cannot look into either your home or your heart at this moment, but in love may I ask, "Have you received God's gift?" Do you know the Saviour who was given not only at Bethlehem, but on Calvary's cross to be your sin-bearer? The real joy and thanksgiving come as we truly receive God's gift. He gives peace, forgiveness of sin, joy, comfort, assurance for the future, freedom from fear, love, and understanding. Receive God's gift with thankfulness.

# April, 1972

Easter and spring naturally turn our thoughts to the Son of God dying on the cross of Calvary and the triumph of His resurrection from Joseph's rock hewn tomb. Most of us have never experienced the atmosphere that surrounds a public execution. It is difficult to imagine the turmoil, the divisions among the populace, the excitement, the grief, the awfulness of such a day. But in God's appointed time, our beloved Lord Jesus was led out to Calvary.

A careful reading of the story by all four Gospel narrators reveals some interesting facts about the women who were following Jesus at that time. The programmed process of law had been carried out. Barabbas had been freed and the Jews had cried loudly for the crucifixion of Jesus. None of them dared cry out in opposition to the horror of the Roman gibbet. None dared interfere as the lowly Nazarene slowly mounted the hill after He had been scourged, spat upon, mocked, and loudly jeered.

But certain women "stood by the cross." There could be no doubt that they loved and adored the Man of the centre cross as one witnessed their silent sorrow and agony. Suddenly darkness came, and through those gruesome hours the women remained, according to Matthew 27:55-56. Daily tasks were forgotten. Their only concern was One Who hung beneath the inscription, "The King of the Jews."

Night approached, but instead of rushing homeward, the women approached the sepulchre and beheld it and how His body as laid. (Luke 23:55) As He died and was buried outside the camp, these followers, both men and women, were willing to be identified with the despised, accursed, ignominious Man of Galilee.

What courage! What loyalty! What love! I wonder where I would have been that day? How long would I have stood by? Would I have watched as those hands that had wrought miracles, that had blessed little children, those feet that had gone about doing good to all, were placed in a cold garden tomb?

His heart had been thrust through with a spear and not too far away was Mary, whose heart had also been pierced. But the Sabbath approached, and Jewish tradition and law required these dear disciples to return home.

Mark tells us that the women "bought sweet spices" and went early in the morning on the first day of the week to anoint the body of the Lord. No longer could they minister to Him in life, but their loving hearts caused them to spare no expense to properly prepare the body for burial according to their custom.

I can almost see them in the grey dawn hours as they hastened to Joseph's garden. Their feet cannot carry them fast enough. But suddenly they are faced with a dilemma – "Who shall roll us away the stone from the door of the sepulchre?" D. Freeman writes that these stone doors weighed from one to three tons. An impossible task for the women in their grief.

But the anticipated barrier does not detain them and they press on only to find the tomb open, and even more startling, empty. It is difficult to imagine the emotions aroused by an open, empty grave. The Gospel presents the frustrations, the fears, the political foes that were at hand. No real hope grasps these sorrowing hearts.

But another strange factor awaits – two men in shining garments. They spoke to the women: "He is not here, but is risen..." (Luke 24:5-7) and in verse 8 we read, "And they remembered His words." The tragic hours and procedures of the crucifixion had blotted out the predictions of the Lord, but now they remembered.

Immediately they left the garden, perhaps deposited their sweet spices near the place where Jesus had lain. They went to tell the others the glorious news. We rebuke the eleven and the others for their refusal to believe this thrilling message. But, having seen the crosses, the spear, the tomb, the stone, the seal, the Roman guards, would it really have been easy to accept the women's account? Some departed quickly to investigate for themselves. John tells us that by the close of the Resurrection Day, "Then were the disciples glad when they saw the Lord." (John 20:20)

We might think it would have been thrilling to have been one of those women. What joy each time these events were recounted among themselves or shared with others. They had the good news of Christ's victory over death and the grave and were charged to tell others. Paul wrote in Romans 1:4 that Jesus of Nazareth has now been declared, announced, proclaimed as the Son of God. "And declared to be the Son of God with power ... by the resurrection from the dead."

Mourning and gloom have been replaced by joy, peace, and hope. But the task of telling has not been completed. The resurrected Lord spoke: "Thus it is written, and thus it behoved Christ to suffer, and to rise from the dead the third day; and that repentance and remission of sins should be preached in His name among all nations, beginning at Jerusalem. And ye are witnesses of these things." (Luke 24:46-48) The tender account of the greeting of peace, accompanied by the showing of His hands and side, includes that gracious trust: "as my Father hath sent me, even so send I you." (John 20:19-21)

Many of us have said with Thomas, "My Lord and my God." We rejoice in the Risen Redeemer, the forgiveness of sins according to the riches of His grace. Then let us go quickly, as did the women, and tell to all the rest the message of the Gospel. (Luke 24:9)

# May, 1975

Does it seem to you that spring has been delayed? Rest in God's promise – seedtime will come. (Genesis 8:22) Anxious to see signs of spring I have been out in the yard. God has blessed me in observing that there are lessons to be learned from things in our backyards.

Near my door were some large ants. "Pests!" I said. They were a nuisance and an annoyance. I do not like them in the house. The Word of God reminds us that we can learn from these creatures. Solomon wrote in Proverbs 6:6, "Go to the ant, thou sluggard; consider her ways and be wise." We are not complimented by the wise man's designation of sluggard.

It does not please us to be called lazy, slow, idle. Yet within ourselves we secretly say, "Oh, I am so lazy." Face the truth. We do need to learn from these insects. The Bible pictures the ant as a creature of industry and foresight. (Prov 30:25) I considered God's Word. I watched the ants for a few moments. From the heart came the plea, "Lord, let me consider and let me be wise."

In at least twenty of the Bible books, honey and the bees are mentioned. Does the word `bee' make you think `bee sting'? I feel sure the word `honey' brings the response `sweetness'. The tiring efforts of a fifth grade teacher failed to enlighten me very much as to the process by which the bee makes honey.

I watched these creatures of God in a glass hive at a popular restaurant site and was intrigued by the wonder of it all. Lack of understanding the bee does not detract from my pleasure in eating honey. Not only is it sweet, but it is also a source of quick energy. The wise man's proverb says, "Pleasant words are as an honeycomb, sweet to the soul, and health to the bones." (Prov 16:24)

Every bee ought to remind me of the need for pleasant words. It is easy to say things that are barbed; we so often speak hastily; we blurt out words of anger; we whisper things that are unkind. "Lord, work in my life, in ways I may not understand, and produce the sweetness of pleasant words."

Some years ago we were privileged to serve the Lord in Kentucky. The glorious red bud covered the hills. A desire to have some of that beauty in our yard caused us to get some seedlings to bring home. We guarded and watered them during the days of travel. Then we chose a spot in the back yard and carefully transplanted them. These little trees have been given every possible encouragement to grow in the place of our choice.

A visit to a tree nursery not only permits you to see a great variety of trees but also the many people who want to purchase and plant trees. The familiar words of Psalm 1:3 and Jeremiah 17:8 are linked with trees: "Blessed is the man ... and he shall be like a tree planted by the rivers of water, that bringeth forth his fruit in his season; his leaf also shall not wither; and whatsoever he doeth shall prosper."

The prophet wrote: "Blessed is the man that trusteth in the Lord, and whose hope the Lord is. For he shall be as a tree planted by the waters, and that spreadeth out her roots by the river, and shall not see when heat cometh, but her leaf shall be green; and shall not be careful in the year of drought, neither shall cease from yielding fruit." (Jer 17:8)

This tree is chosen, transported, put in a prepared place, nurtured, and tended that its roots may be strong and its leaf green. If you have received the Lord Jesus as your personal Saviour from sin, you are a God-blessed man. God has put you as a tree in the King's garden. There may be winds and storms, there will be challenges. "Lord, ground me in your Word, establish me, make me green and fruitful, a glory to Thee and a blessing to others."

Strawberries and grapes, tomato plants and onion sets, peas and beans, lettuce and radishes – even to say the words brings anticipation of good eating. That is the thought in the mind of the gourmet. The gardener sees seeds, ploughing, fertilizing, planting, thinning, staking and weeding before he sees the harvest. There is a time between seedtime and harvest. There is also much work.

As you work in your garden, large or small, learn lessons from your backyard. "God teach me to be patient with the tender plants (those babes in Christ), to recognize your pruning and directing as needful in my life to produce growth and fruitfulness, for your glory."

Into the streaming sunlight came a tiny, all-blue butterfly to rest on a daffodil leaf. What good is a butterfly? I never really stopped to ask. But I do know that tiny creature brought a touch of unusual beauty into my day. The recollection of its beautiful hue and rounded wings continues to give me pleasure. "Thank you, Lord, for such a pretty little butterfly."

Go into your backyard with the blessed Word of God. Learn precious truth from the Book as you behold His creatures and His creation.

# August 1976

Local papers are filled with news of family reunions. Some travel many miles to be present. References are made to those who were unable to attend. Comparison is made numerically with previous gatherings. I have never enjoyed such an affair, but I understand that uninterested members of the clan are considered a bit peculiar. Food, festivities, and family news are mixed in with a sprinkling of gossip, the scrutiny of recent additions to the family, the evaluation of finances is determined by the car that is driven or the clothing that is worn. Feelings are mixed concerning those present as well as those who are absent. But on the whole, I think family reunions must be a joy and a blessing.

Being part of the family of God, I look forward to the time of reunion which He has promised. I Thessalonians 4:16-17: "For the Lord himself shall descend from heaven with a shout, with the voice of the archangel and with the trump of God; and the dead in Christ shall rise first: then we which are alive and remain shall be caught up together with them in the clouds, to meet the Lord in the air, and so shall we ever be with the Lord." This is a `one-time-only' affair. No date is set, but the time is known to the Lord. We are told to be ready: "Be ye therefore ready also: for the Son of man cometh at an hour when ye think it not." (Luke 12:40)

One of the pleasures of this reunion will be that no family member will be missing. Both the dead in Christ and we (believers) who are alive shall be with the Lord. Earthly reunions are marked each year by the decrease of some loved ones. When our Lord gathers His own, the only death we may recall will be our own previous condition of death in trespasses and in sins. This will be dissipated by the fact of our life in Christ.

As we anticipate this great day, we look around us and see many who are still outside of Christ. We sense the urgency of presenting the Saviour to them before the shout from heaven is heard.

This will be a unique gathering. No sickness will mar the occasion. There will be no incompatibility among the saints. No divisive arguments will occur among the brethren. Christ will be the centre and circumference.

No transportation need be arranged for this time. God will take care of getting all His own to the appointed place. How like our God. Salvation has been provided for all who will receive Christ, as a free gift. Justification is without cost to us. All of our rich blessings here on the earth are included in Romans 8:32: "He that spared not his own Son, but delivered him up for us all, how shall he not with him also freely give us all things?" Yes, all these things, and glory too.

"Friends I have loved long ago will be there." Precious gems from the mission fields of the world for whom we have prayed will be part of the group. Missionaries for whom we have sacrificed and laboured will be gathered on that great day. What a joy to meet the redeemed form every tongue and tribe and nation who are presently unknown to us.

It will be a glorious day. Not simply sunshine, pleasant temperature, and good fellowship. But Christ, the One Who bled upon Calvary's cross, Who rose triumphant over death and the grave, Who has never forsaken His own will be there. What will it be like to see Him? It will also be glorious in that we shall all be changed. In a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, "We shall be like Him for we shall see Him as He is." (1John 3:2)

Farewells are not easy for most of us. But no one will ever need to go home from this reunion for we go home to this reunion. "So shall we ever be with the Lord." (1Thess 4:17) This is permanent. What a precious, purifying, peculiar hope we have in the Lord Jesus Christ. Have we witnessed of Him to neighbours and friends, to kinfolk and strangers? Have we exhibited the "new creation in Christ Jesus"? Have we advocated to sin-burdened hearts that the blood of Christ washes away the stains of sin?

Look up. The day of redemption, the day of glorious reunion, draweth nigh.

# October 1976

Our topic of conversation may seem to be an odd choice but let me ask you, "Do you believe in life after death?" Two articles have appeared in popular publications recently dealing with the subject of existence after death.

I read the article written by a well-educated woman. It startled me to realize that she based her belief of existence beyond this earthly life only on experiences with terminal patients. All of us probably feel that this Biblical verity should be a settled fact. I trust that it is for every reader.

But we might do well to examine the Word. It will strengthen our faith, provide comfort in sorrow and challenge us to live godly lives. The Lord Jesus spoke of eternal life and eternal damnation.

The apostle Paul said that death for him was gain, He told the Philippians that he would depart and be with Christ. (Phil 1:21,23). In the book of Revelation, John writes of those who were not found written in the book of life and were cast into the lake of fire. (Rev 20:15)

Yes, the Bible teaches existence after death with eternity in one of two places – with the Lord or in the lake of fire. Now we need to see what determines the destiny. Jesus said in John 3:36, "He that believeth on the Son hath everlasting life; and he that believeth not the Son shall not see life; but the wrath of God abideth on him."

How often have you heard it said, "Well, I'm glad so and so is released from their suffering." Even as believers we tend to treat death as a release for all men when for some it is the entrance to eternal damnation.

On the other hand we are so grief stricken that even a little child says, "Mama, if the baby is in heaven with Jesus, why does everyone cry so much?" I know the heartache of a small grave, the empty chair, the silent voice. But as those who have confidence in God's Word, we ought to make sure that we sorrow not as those who have no hope." (1Thess 4:13)

God has provided the Way for men to have everlasting life – that is a life destined for heaven and the continual companionship of Christ forever. It is not the way men would promote. "There is a way which seemeth right unto a man, but the end thereof are the ways of death." (Prov 14:12)

Jesus said in John 14:6, "I am the way, the truth and the life. No man cometh unto the Father but by me." John 3:16 and John 3:36 concur with the truth of Romans 10:9,10, "That if thou shalt confess with thy mouth the Lord Jesus and shalt believe in thine heart that God hath raised him from the dead, thou shalt be saved. For with the heart man believeth unto righteousness; and with the mouth confession is made unto salvation."

Thus the Bible explains how we can meet the imperative given to Nicodemus and to us, "Ye must be born again." (John 3:3-15)

God wants us to be sure, He gives us assurance through the Word. In 1 John 5:13 we read: "These things have I written unto you that believe on the name of the Son of God; that ye may know that ye have eternal life, and that ye may believe on the name of the Son of God." How good to know that we are prepared to meet our God and to enjoy now the abundant life. (John 10:10)

Yes. The Bible teaches life after death. A blessed, eternal life for those who believe in Jesus Christ is promised. The wrath of God and eternal damnation await those who do not believe in the Son of God.

While Jesus Christ was still here on earth He told the believers of that day, "I go to prepare a place for you. And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again and receive you unto myself that where I am there ye may be also." (John 14:3)

As Christians we ought to live daily with the hope of this prospect. We need to share with others the good news of life eternal. Your friends and mine, our loved ones are going to exist after death. Where will they spend eternity?

# May 1977

You possess a very valuable piece of equipment. In fact, you may have several of these items. I am speaking of a mirror. Think about it – how many mirrors are there in your home? Most bedrooms have a mirror near the dresser. There may be several in the bathroom. A decorative mirror enhances many living rooms. There are full length mirrors, hand mirrors, those that fit in your purse. Some magnify and others are used to give a sense of spaciousness or to reflect light.

The very practical James wrote in his epistle about our use of a mirror. James 1:23b and 24 – "He is like unto a man beholding his natural face in a glass, for he beholdeth himself and goeth is way, and straightway forgetteth what manner of man he was." James compares this with hearing the Word of God and doing nothing about that which God reveals.

It is so easy to approach a mirror, look at your reflection, see a smudge or straggly hair, turn around and walk away and forget what you have seen. Sometimes we do not forget. We just ignore or neglect the evidence we beheld. The needed change is not made. Have you ever heard, or made, the remark, "Oh, she forgot to look in the mirror?" That might be untrue. We look but take no action.

The blessed Wood of God serves the same purpose as the mirror. It enables us to see, in God's light, just what we are like. Even as you use a mirror frequently, so you are exposed often to God's Word. In our churches it is taught in the Bible class, preached from the pulpit and quoted at every meeting. Faithful servants of the Lord urge us to read it regularly, to commit it to memory, to display it in our homes. But exposure without action is not beneficial. James suggests that we deceive our own selves buy hearing and not doing. (James 1:22) Proper action results in blessedness.

What you see as you look in the Bible reflects the soil, the sin, the shame of your own life. The Word reveals my lack of love, my backbiting, my gossip, my disobedience to His command to go or give or pray. Paul's words to Timothy were used of God one day to reveal to me some wrong attitudes I harboured. "And the servant of the Lord must not strive; but be gentle unto all men, apt to teach, patient." (2 Timothy 2:24). The image you see is not the fault of the mirror. As we are made aware of how much of self and how little of Christ is seen in our lives, we must bear alone the responsibility for that which is lacking.

Removal of the grime or the dust from our faces produces a two-fold result. We look better on the outside and we have a feeling of confidence on the inside. So it is as we obey and become the doer of the work.

James points out the contrast between the hearer only and the doer. In one case he speaks of deception and in the other of blessedness. Most of us would like to be the God-blessed individual. But in order to receive that blessing, we must line up with the Word. In speaking to the disciples, Jesus said, "If ye know these things, happy are ye if ye do them." (John 13:17) What a simple recipe for happiness! In the commands of the Word there are things we ought to do. James 4:17 – "Therefore to him that knoweth to do good, and doeth it not, to him it is sin." Oh, how the mirror of God's wonderful Word points out the sins of omission as well as those of commission.

The word remember appears many times in Scripture. The majority of us have excellent "forgetters." James admonishes us not to be forgetful hearers. Each time you use a mirror let it remind you that to get in place of blessedness, you must do something about what you have seen. Be a doer of the Word, a doer of the work and be happy.

# August 1977

On this hot, humid day let's make it a glass of iced tea in the kitchen. My attention has been turned to God's Word about the work of the Potter and we recently visited a pottery establishment so I can show you some samples.

In Jeremiah 18 we are encouraged to go down to the potter's house with eyes, mind and heart open. The Apostle Paul in 2 Timothy 2:20 21 likens men and women to the vessels in a great house. He urges us to be vessels unto honour, sanctified and meet for the master's use and prepared unto every good work.

Pottery comes from almost every nation in the world. My pieces are from Kansas, from rugged New England, from western Ontario, Canada, from southern Iowa and I have some fragments from an Indian reserve in New Mexico. What a variety of sources – yet all started with a form of clay.

As with the pottery, so with Christians. We had a common starting place – hopeless, helpless sinners apart form the redeeming blood of the Lord Jesus Christ. (Romans 3:10; 23-25). From such a beginning He is making differing vessels from individuals who came from the city and the country; the educated and uneducated; the northerner and the southerner, the ruffian and the refined. The Gospel chorus reminds us that "When the roll is called up yonder, some from every tribe and nation will be there."

To the clay, the Potter adds water and turns the mass on a wheel as he shapes and forms the item of his choice. Small stones and ugly imperfections are removed. (In the spiritual realm we really squirm at this procedure.) Under the patient handling of the artist a desirably shaped vessel is formed. At a pottery we saw shaped cups, cups without handles, tall and short mugs, plates of all sizes, gravy boats, saucers, gelatin molds, lasagna dishes. quiche pans, planters, salt and pepper shakers, cream and sugar containers... ad infinitum. That list reminds me of the variety of God's children as we meet them at church, at conference or at camp. Different, but chosen, formed and being made according to His plan and pattern for His purposes.

The workmen at the pottery used abrasives. Sometimes they were removing rough spots. On other items they were eliminating smooth, shiny surfaces that were unsuited to the purpose of the vessel. Water sprays were used to carry away the dusty refuse. This served to remind us of the need for the cleansing by the water of the Word. God uses this as we go through rough or roughening experiences. But in every case He gives us of His grace sufficient as He makes us vessels meet for the Master's use.

Glaze and decorations are applied to the pottery items by hand. No mass production line mechanically produced the three decorative fruits on many items. A painter working freehand produced the decorations one at a time on each piece. Colours differed, designs were varied but an acceptable, useable item was being perfected. Aren't you glad that all God's children (His vessels) are not stereotyped? He used individual personalities and by His grace and with His skill produces vessels" as seemed good to the Potter to make it." (Jer 18:4c)

Another process had to be completed. The pottery must go through the hot kiln to be baked. After this rather lengthy, severe work is completed, the pottery will be examined one piece at a time. Then it will be designated according to the classification and standards of the manufacturer. You may not be aware today of what stage in the program you are in – but the Potter knows and will complete the work He has begun.

Graduated canisters, serving bowls, candle holders, planters and cups are included in my collection. Because they are mine, I can use them when and where I desire. God in His grace has chosen you, bought you with His blood, is moulding you to be a vessel – unto honour – set apart for His use. We need to be clean and ready for the place He will choose to use us.

# April 1978

"Learn to knit." "Be an auto mechanic." "Prepare tax reports." These and similar invitations challenge individuals to become students. Churches offer training for teaching, visitation and membership. The filed is wide. The subjects are myriad. Classes may be private or public.

Personally, I get an inward desire to attend any sessions of instruction that are available and affordable. Workshops intrigue me. Tying knots, planning a wardrobe and ways of preserving rhubarb have claimed my time and attention. I'd like to learn much, much more.

Leafing through a Bible which I can no longer use – The Book spent the night in a rainfilled gutter – I was impressed by words from Psalm 119:33. "Teach me, O Lord, the way of thy statutes." In college, students choose a particular class because of the status of the instructor. David desired lessons from the Almighty God.

The Creator, Who made all things bright and beautiful, all things great and small would be his Teacher. He Who knows the power of the atom; the intricacies of a brown bulb that produces towering green leaves and a large red blossom; Who fearfully and wonderfully made man – will be our Instructor.

Nicodemus said to the Lord Jesus: "We know that thou art a teacher come from God: for no man can do these miracles that thou doest, except God be with him." (John 3:2) Paul tells us that in Jesus Christ are hid all the treasures of wisdom and knowledge. (Col 2:3) Job 36:22 reads: "Behold, God exalteth by his power: who teacheth like him?"

The Psalmist requested of God "teach me thy paths." (Psalm25:4). A path is a trodden way. How good to walk where God would choose to walk. In so much of life we need a "map" with well-marked highways and God delights to direct us in such paths.

The disciples asked the Lord for instruction in prayer: "Lord, teach us to pray." (Luke 11:1) In response they were given a pattern for prayer. Our fellowship with God is based on a relationship to Him through Christ; He is concerned with our daily needs; He desires proper relations between us and our fellow men; prayer rests heavily on His promises. God has a sovereign, eternal plan. We need, too, to be taught to pray.

"So teach us to number our days that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom." (Psalm 90:12) When we learn to do this, we will be able to enjoy today without anticipating tomorrow's problems or remembering with tears the griefs of yesterday.

Often we feel that our losses are more than our gains. Isaiah 48:17 tells us: "Thus saith the Lord, thy Redeemer, the Holy One of Israel, I am the Lord thy God which teacheth thee to profit." Have we neglected this profitable instruction? The words of the Lord to Joshua ought to encourage us in this direction: "This book of the law shall not depart out of thy mouth; but thou shalt meditate therein day and night, that thou mayest observe to do according to all that is written therein: for then thou shalt make thy way prosperous, and then thou shalt have good success." (Josh 1:8)

Jesus taught by parables, by stories, by object lessons and through discussion. He taught with regularity – "daily in the temple." (Luke 19:47). As He sat and taught (John 8:2) there was no indication of haste or impatience.

The learners are important in a class. Scripture indicates extreme personal desire for learning with such phrases as "teach me" or "teach us." This is the way of a private tutor. Not only does God teach us how to live now, but instructs us that; "He that hath the Son hath everlasting life; and he that believeth not the Son shall not see life; but the wrath of God abideth on him." (John 3:36)

Are you a learning pupil?

# August 1978

Recent outdoor temperatures have seemed like the medical record of a patient with a fever – 101, 105, 103 degrees Fahrenheit. During the month of July less than one-third of the average rainfall has occurred. Trees, lawns, garden crops and field crops are burned and brown. The combination of heat and dryness have resulted in diminished returns from the garden, a lack of hay and forage for the livestock, poor fishing and unattractive landscapes.

Views of the results of the drought are not pleasant to the eye. Then I thought of a passage of Scripture which the Pastor had read. "And he shall be like a tree planted by the rivers of water that bringeth forth his fruit in his season; his leaf also shall not wither; and whatsoever he doeth shall prosper." (Psalm 1:3). God, Who is wise, loving and kind controls the weather. He also plans that the God-blessed man, the individual who belongs to Him through the new birth, should be green, flourishing and bearing fruit.

Things we permit as Christians can result in scorched and burned places in our lives and in the lives of others. A hastily spoken word of criticism or condemnation can cause a parched area. It is so easy to "speak off the top of your head' without considering how your words will affect the hearer. In James 3:6 we read that the tongue is a fire.

Another contributing cause of searing is our unthankfulness. We fail to say words of appreciation. Many families fail to observe the common courtesy of saying, _please_ and _thank you_ among themselves. Church members never voice their gratitude to those who dust the pews, clean the windows, or serve in the nursery.

In the smaller churches these and many other voluntary tasks go unnoticed. When the volunteer fails to do the job, he may have developed a dry, barren area because of the lack of appreciation. I know that we feel that people do these things as unto the Lord. But, as unto the Lord, we should give them a word of thanks.

The "burned out" spots in some folks result from being offended. Our feelings are hurt easily. We need to get to the Word – Matthew 5:23,24: "Therefore if thou bring thy gift to the altar and there rememberest that thy brother hath ought against thee; leave there thy gift, before the altar and go thy way; first be reconciled to thy brother and then come and offer thy gift."

Adherence to the directives of the Book will enable us to overcome the sad situation of being "burned up." Such action will also assist us to avoid scarring, charring or marring the life of another.

Lack of moisture is the reason given for dry, unproductive and unattractive fields. This is also true in the life of many of God's children. We need to read and obey the Word. The verse in Psalm 1 points out that God has planted us near the rivers of water. Take time to let the roots of your life drink deeply.

Wilting houseplants need to have their leaves washed. God offers His children a "washing' through the Scriptures. In John 15:3 Christ said, "Now ye are clean through the word which I have spoken unto you." In Ephesians 5 Paul writes about the church being sanctified and cleansed with the washing of water by the word. (verses 25b and 26.)

During the hot days nothing is so refreshing as a cold drink of water. You recall the conversation of Jesus with the Samaritan woman at the well. As He conversed with her He said, "But whosoever drinketh of the water that I shall give him shall never thirst; but the water that I shall give him shall be in him a well of water springing up into everlasting life." (John 4:14) Like the farmer with a good well or bubbling springs, Christians can have green pastures even in time of drought.

"Blessed is the man that trusteth in the Lord, and whose hope the Lord is. for he shall be as a tree planted by the waters, and that spreadeth out her roots by the river, and shall not see when heat cometh, but her leaf shall be green; and shall not be careful in the year of drought, neither shall cease from yielding fruit." (Jeremiah 17:7-8)

# September 1978

Many communities have enjoyed the benefits of a Carnegie Library. Andrew Carnegie was a man of wealth. In many ways he shared the bounty God entrusted to him. I doubt, however, that he ever knew that he caused a warm feeling to well up inside a little girl.

Every time his name was mentioned in my class I sat a little taller. No, I never met him. But my aunt had once been his eldest daughter's chief laundrymaid! "Just a servant," you say, "just a servant." That could not mar the pleasure I felt in knowing that someone near and dear to me had served in the family of this generous industrialist and philanthropist.

As Christians we have a much more wonderful Person to serve. Servants of the Lord are a fine company. Looking through the Word we find outstanding men who were so described. Moses is called a faithful servant. Hebrews 3:5 – "And Moses verily was faithful in all his house, as a servant."

Think of this ancient leader as he supervised the building of the tabernacle, following the pattern God gave him on the mount. "According to all that the Lord commanded Moses, so the children of Israel made all the work. And Moses did look upon all the work, and, behold, they had it as the Lord had commanded, even so had they done it: and Moses blessed them." (Exodus 39:42-43)

What an example for those of us who claim today to be servants of the Most High God! As a leader-servant, Moses carried out God's desire – "According to the pattern which the Lord had shewed Moses" (even to the finest details!) (Numbers 8:4) The people, too, had been faithful servants as they carried out the work – "as the Lord commanded."

Consider the patterns God has furnished for us – for the home, for giving, for prayer, for the Church in this present, evil world. Are we being faithful servants?

Samuel is known as a servant of the Lord. The most familiar incident in his life concerns the night in the temple when he uttered those familiar words: "Speak, for thy servant heareth." (1Sam 3:10) Servants need to listen carefully.

It is easy to hear the first part of a command and then rush off to do an incomplete job. God has said much in the Bible about our hearing. It requires quietness, attentiveness, and responsiveness to properly hear the Word of the Lord.

In our busy lives, we may resent giving time to listen to the Word of God whether in our personal reading of the Book, or in the public preaching of the Word or in studying the Scriptures to show ourselves approved workmen. A good servant must also be a good hearer.

Paul and Timotheus, James, Simon Peter and Jude introduce themselves as servants of Jesus Christ. Such a list of names brings a picture of obedience. Paul was not disobedient to the heavenly vision. (Acts 26:19) Timothy, a young pastor, was encouraged to "hew to the line."

Read the epistles that bear his name and mark the commanding verbs. Servants must be practical, and James certainly addresses us right where we live. Like the maid in Naaman's household, servants must encourage others.

How beautifully Peter does this as he writes to troubled saints about the things that are really precious. Servants are used to sound warnings, as in the book of Jude. He alerts us about false teachers, and closes his epistle with a contrasting benediction: "Now unto him that is able to keep you from falling, and to present you faultless before the presence of his glory with exceeding joy, to the only wise God our Saviour, be glory and majesty, dominion and power, both now and ever." (Jude 24,25)

What greater tribute could be paid to a redeemed sinner than this: "He was a servant of the Lord." What greater honour could come to a transformed rebel: "The Lord became his Master."

# February 1979

How many pictures or snapshots are there in your home? There are those we take personally and those sent to us by friends and relatives. Family pictures used to be a "once in a lifetime" experience. Now annual greetings enable us to follow the growth of individuals year by year.

We keep these treasures in a variety of places. The bulletin board hosts the school pictures of the grandchildren and the missionary pictures. Albums record the visual history of special trips.

And in most homes there are some unfilled photo books and boxes of prints. These representations of dear ones cause us to praise the Lord and often to pray for the particular person.

As we read the Word of God, and many have started to read the Bible through this year, there are pictures to be enjoyed. They will bring blessing and instruction.

Some years ago I used the book of Revelation in personal devotions. Alongside my Bible I kept a notebook and wrote down brief comments on each chapter.

One question was asked about each chapter – "How is Christ seen?" It was refreshing to review those notations recently. One portrayal was of the Lamb of God. The Bible is replete with reference to lambs.

The 12th chapter of Exodus tells of a lamb chosen and slain that the blood might be applied to the doorposts and lintels of the Israelites' homes. It was the God-appointed means of salvation and life that dark night in Egypt.

John 1:29 identifies Christ: "Behold the Lamb of God, which taketh away the sin of the world." 1 Peter 1:18, 19 presents the picture of His shed blood: "Forasmuch as ye know that ye were not redeemed with corruptible things, as silver and gold...but with the precious blood of Christ, as of a lamb without blemish and without spot."

In the book of Psalms God is revealed as like a father. "Like as a father pitieth his children, so the Lord pitieth them that fear him." (Psalm 103:13) In prayer we often address God as "Our Father." But we do it lightly without thought of the richness of meaning reflected in the terminology. A father – one who provides, protects, promises and does more than the children can even imagine.

Many of the pictures in the Scriptures are based on nature. The prophet Hosea wrote: "and he shall come unto us as the rain." (Hos 6:3) When the land is parched and dry, how welcome the rain. Thirsty souls are refreshed by the Lord. As rain, He provides the cleansing we need, enables us to function better and imparts the nutrients that produce fruit.

We also are furnished true pictures of ourselves. They are not "touched up" as the photographer would do. Most of us can look out a window and see a building in progress. God likens men to builders, In Luke 6:48 we read of a man who built a house, digged deep and laid the foundation on a rock; and when the flood arose... could not shake it, for it was founded upon a rock.

The site was considered, the investment evaluated, and the finished structure depended upon its foundation. This is a picture of the man who "heareth my sayings and doeth them." (Luke 6:47) Or is the opposite picture, given in verse 49, the true one of my life?

As you go through the Book, see the pictures, watch for words _as_ , _and, like –_ they are clues. "Thy Word is a lamp unto my feet and a light unto my path." (Psalm119:105)

# October 1979

Hanging on our wall are two items that speak of days gone by. There is a brass and wood washboard. A horse collar has been fitted with a mirror and polished up a bit. Many people have delightful collections of antiques. Others have incorporated such things into their present day living. Some old things are well forgotten. But other old things are worthy of our consideration.

The Bible tells an interesting story about Isaac in Genesis 26:18. "And Isaac digged again the wells of water which they had digged in the days of Abraham his father." He re-dug the old wells. A well provides refreshment. A tired body is renewed by a cold, clear drink of water. As that water reaches out in rivulets around the well, it causes parched land to produce fruit.

It is nearly impossible to obtain from a gleaming household faucet the sense of satisfaction that came from a drink from a well. As the bucket went down into that dark cavity, splashed against the water, on anticipated the refreshing drink that would be enjoyed when the bucket was pulled up, full of water.

There are wells in our spiritual lives that need to be redug. What about the well of quiet mediation? God promised a blessing there, Joshua 1:8– "This book of the law shall not depart out of thy mouth; but thou shalt meditate therein day and night... for then thou shalt make thy way prosperous and then thou shalt have good success."

Another old well is that of prayer. Prayer meetings are often limited to one hour and we watch the clock. We prefer the comfort of our beds to the blessing of an hour or more in the presence of the King. The well of study has been neglected and the Word of 2 Timothy 2:15 ignored: "Study to shew thyself approved unto God, a workman that needeth not to be ashamed."

Sit down at a table with you Bible and two or three friends. Compare Scripture with Scripture and be blessed by the rich truths from the Water of the Word.

Building projects are familiar to most of us. Nehemiah 3:6 gives the record of such a program. "Moreover the old gate repaired Jehoida ... they laid the beams thereof, and set up the doors thereof, and the locks thereof and the bars thereof." An old gate, neglected and useless until it was repaired. Gates are meant to let some things in and some out. People use them as an exit to an entrance. Sometimes they were wide open but at other times they we locked shut.

God allows us to control gates to our lives. We need to check what is coming in – attitudes, actions, and activities that may not be pleasing to Him, We may be opening a way for things to go out from our lives to others that ought to have been exterminated.

But we also need to keep the gate open to truth from God's Word which we may have ignored or failed to obey. In Deuteronomy 22:8 the Israelites were instructed to build a battlement on the roof of their houses. God expects us to take some actions in life – are our gates in good repair and well controlled?

"Thus saith the Lord, Stand ye in the ways and see, and ask for the old paths. Where is the good way, and walk therein and ye shall find rest for your souls." (Jer 6:16) There are benefits on the old paths. They are good, they permit progress and they give rest. Think of the old path you once walked to school. It brings pleasant memories. In our Christian lives we need the old paths. The simplicity of our early faith in God and His Word – has this way been discarded in favour of more sophisticated reasoning?

Have we grown weary, lagged behind or run ahead in our walk with the Lord? We need his companionship. The way of life in Christ, an old path, assures us of good things. "No good thing will He withhold from them that walk uprightly." (Psalm 84:11)

Real fellowship with Him provides rest. "Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest." (Matt 1:28) The old path may be a bit winding, but it is cleared by the imprint of many who have walked the way before. It is wide enough for us to walk and talk with the Saviour.

Antiques are interesting and valuable. True riches and treasures are found in the Old Book with its record of old wells, old gates, and old paths.

# November 1980

I am infatuated with craft displays. The quaint quilts, the marvellous macrame, the exquisite embroideries, the wonderful woodwork, the gorgeous glass pieces, the knack some people have with knives, the decorative designs to be used in common surroundings, the peaceful pictures produced by artistic photographers all contribute to my enjoyment, I leave these exhibitions determined to develop some of these skills. But, alas, when I reach home, I have already forgotten the colour combinations used in the quilt I admired so much.

Many of life's tasks are done with the hands. Comparatively few of them display what we call talents or special abilities. Yet the Word of God puts some special emphasis on the works of our hands.

In Deuteronomy 16:15, in connection with the feast of tabernacles, we read: "Because the Lord they God shall bless thee... in all the works of thine hands, therefore thou shalt surely rejoice."

When Satan appeared before God to talk about Job, he said: "Thou has blessed the work of his hands." (Job 1:10) An oft-quoted phrase from Ecclesiastes 9:10 is: "Whatsoever thy hand findeth to do, do it with all thy might."

Paul commanded "Whether therefore ye eat or drink, or whatsoever ye do, do all to the glory of God." (1Cor 10:31) Jobs that we find boring – peeling potatoes, washing dishes, mopping floors, cleaning barns, pulling weeds, ironing – are still the work of our hands. These things are to be done for the glory of God.

Perhaps we would do them better and with more enthusiasm if we recognized that God is concerned with the work of our hands.

At any time God might ask the same question He asked of Moses: "What is that in thy hand?" (Exodus 4:2) We have been blessed by those who took pen in hand and wrote a simple, friendly letter. A find hand-lettered card or motto has been an inspiration. A loaf of home-baked bread, prepared by caring hands, has given strength and lifted the gloom from a dull day. A footstool, table or shelf constructed by one who likes to work with wood has been a practical gift.

God often gives special wisdom and understanding to those who will work for Him, In the building of the tabernacle – the dwelling place of God among the people of Israel – men were called upon to "work in all manner of workmanship." (Exod 31:1 5)

But according to Exodus 35, these men were also to teach these things to others – the engraving, the cunning work, the embroiderer, the weaver. We ought to regard the abilities God has given us not only as a means of producing a work for His glory but also as a responsibility to instruct others.

The great missionary, Paul, identifies with all of us in the matter of work. In 1 Corinthians 4:12 he reminds the early church that, along with his journeys and ministries, he "laboured, working with our own hands."

He encouraged others to manifest the change wrought by Christ in their lives by their work. "Let him that stole, steal no more: but rather let him labour, working with his hands the thing which is good, that he may have to give to him that needeth." (Eph 4:28)

We may chose to obey or disobey God in this matter of working with our hands. To the Christians at Thessaloncia Paul wrote: "And that ye study to be quiet, and to do your own business, and to work with your own hands, as we commanded you." (1Thess 4:11)

In earlier years Jeremiah penned: "And go not after other gods to serve them, and to worship them, and provoke me not to anger with the works of your hands; and I will do you no hurt. Yet ye have not harkened unto me, saith the Lord; that ye might provoke me to anger with the works of your hands to your own hurt." (Jer 25:6 7)

Think of the many things you do with your hands. "And whatsoever ye do in word or deed, do all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God and the Father by Him." (Col 3:17) God is concerned and God can be glorified whether you are sewing on a button or embroidering a fine tapestry.

God bless the work of your hands.

# March 1980

The flame has been extinguished – the Olympic torch no longer glows at Lake Placid. Men and equipment have been moved out from the site of the games. The villages in the Adirondack mountains will resume a semblance of normalcy. The athletes have moved on to other places. Some will be feeling "the agony of defeat" while others will find the "thrill of victory" beginning to pall.

In a very brief space of time these men and women had called into play the rigorous training of months and years. The pains which they had endured as they ran, jogged, isolated themselves from others, practised and prepared in every possible way for the Olympic Games had brought them either satisfaction or disappointment. Not one competitor expressed regret that he had spent those long days of routine exercises.

And the purpose of it all? As we watched the varied events, a passage of Scripture continually repeated itself to me. "Now they do it to obtain a corruptible crown; but we an incorruptible." (1Cor 9:25)

Personally, I am a spectator of sports events rather than a participant. But I found my muscles tensing, my eyes eagerly following the contenders, my pulse rate increasing and my voice shouting either encouragement or dismay.

Looking at the Bible verses preceding the above-mentioned one, we find the Apostle Paul giving us much exhortation regarding the race we all run as Christians. The prize is not salvation – salvation is God's gift. (Romans 6:23)

We must be citizens of heaven, born again Christians, to enter this race. Beyond the finish line there is an incorruptible crown.

Paul reminds us of the discipline necessary for the race. "And every man that striveth for the mastery is temperate in all things." (1Cor 9:25). As runners we need to keep balanced.

Participants in this race need to be giving out as well as taking in. We need to be teachers and we also need to be students. We need to talk of Christ and to talk with Him.

We need to walk with the Lord but exhibit Him while journeying the paths of earthly life. We need faith which is evidenced by good works. We need to anticipate glory and yet live godly in this present evil world.

In verse 26 of 1 Corinthians 9, Paul gives a personal testimony. "I therefore so run, not as uncertainly; so fight I, not as one that beateth the air." The life of Paul reveals that he did not waver – "this one thing I do"– Philippians 3:13. Neither did he make futile exertions.

We admire his endeavors, shudder at the things he endured, marvel at the logic and plainness of his writings, sympathize with his episodes involving bonds and jail.

At every spot in the race he ran he was desirous only to complete his run honourably. Was he simply a well-disciplined, self-disciplined man? I think that his valiant endeavors were the result of the indwelling Spirit controlling and directing each and every activity.

"But I keep under my body, and bring it into subjection." (1Cor 9:27) So many of us have not learned this lesson. The proper positions must be given to the body, soul and spirit. 1 Thessalonians 5:23 reads: "And the very God of peace sanctify you wholly; and I pray God your whole spirit and soul and body be preserved blameless unto the coming of our Lord Jesus Christ."

This verse gives the proper order – spirit, soul and body. A paraphrase of "keeping my body under" is: "I treat my body roughly, training it to do what it should, not what it wants to do." The athlete gives unlimited attention to training his body – physical accomplishment is his desire. While the Christian is not to neglect his body, primary direction should be to the spiritual life and the spiritual race.

In the days when Paul penned these words, the victor's crown , the prize, the award was simply a wreath that quickly faded. In contrast, he says, we run, we train, we give ourselves to the obtaining of that which is incorruptible.

Comparing my spiritual life with that of an athlete, I find myself ashamed. It is so easy to neglect or cut short the time of preparation. It is so easy to yield to the call of the world, the flesh, or the devil.

Viewing the Olympic Games has been a solemn reminder that our spiritual life, a race, is to be run with great diligence. "Wherefore seeing we also are compassed about with so great a cloud of witnesses, let us lay aside every weight, and the sin which doth so easily beset us, and let us run with patience the race that is set before us." (Hebrews 12:1)

"Now they do it to obtain a corruptible crown; but we an incorruptible." (1Cor 9:25)

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'Tis true that they were common men

He chose beside the sea,

His Spirit gave them heavenly power,

It's there for you and me.

A blood washed heart

A Christ led life

Surrendered to His will,

Oh, yes, 'tis ours to show to men,

His power can save them still.

Not only for those in Galilee,

But men of every clime,

Is the message of the Cross of Christ

The sweetest news of time.

But the message can be given forth

Only by those who know

So make me faithful blessed Lord,

Thy cross, Thy blood to show.

Give me a vision of sin cursed souls,

Dying without Thy love

Only because they've never heard

That Thou did'st come from above.

Give me a vision of heaven, then,

And all the Glory there,

Then send me forth into this world

Thy loving grace to share.

Anne Fenton - Nov. 9th, 1936

