Gratitude and Grace

Gratitude and Grace

The Apostle Paul once wrote, “Rejoice always, pray without ceasing, give thanks in all circumstances, for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you.”

In his book, Return of the Prodigal, Henri Nouwen makes the claim that gratitude is in many ways a discipline.  It involves a conscious choice. He wrote, “I can choose to be grateful even when my emotions and feelings are still steeped in hurt and resentment. It is amazing how many occasions present themselves in which I can choose gratitude instead of complaint… I can choose to speak about goodness and beauty, even when my inner eye still looks for someone to accuse or something to call ugly. I can choose to listen to the voices that forgive and to look at the faces that smile, even while I still hear words of revenge and see grimaces of hatred… There is always the choice between resentment and gratitude…”

Nouwen goes on to say, “The choice for gratitude rarely comes without some real effort. But each time I make it, the next choice is a little easier, a little freer, a little less self-conscious. Because every gift I acknowledge reveals another and another until, finally, even the most normal, obvious, and seemingly mundane event or encounter proves to be filled with grace.”

As you go through the day today, and then throughout the week, try to be aware of all the occasions in which you can choose gratitude. Especially be mindful during those difficult, stressful moments. And as you do, may notice grace abounding.

Let us pray: We acknowledge, O God, that in the midst of the busyness of everyday life, it is easy to lose sight of your hand at work in our lives and in the world. Especially in the tense, angst-filled moments, help us to choose to look for the gifts and to give thanks. We ask in Jesus’ name. Amen.

You Are Somebody!

You Are Somebody!

Today’s message was written by my friend, Roger Kunkel, founder of Dial Hope.

To the multitude thronging Jesus, the woman who touched his clothes was a nobody. But, to Jesus, she was a person, someone of value. He stopped, looked around, and said, “Somebody has touched me.” Christ individualized the woman’s touch and brought healing to her body.

This is not just a Bible story – something that happened 2,000 years ago. God’s word is in the now. It is as fresh and up-to-date as the news. Jesus is as real now as he was then. God looks upon you and your needs with the most personal concern, recognizing you as his creation.

God never made anybody to be a nobody. He made everybody to be a somebody. It is humankind who depersonalizes you, who looks upon you as a cog in a machine, a number, a part of the great mass of humanity. Jesus knows what you are going through and he cares. You too can reach out with your faith and receive a great touch of new life into your being. To God, you are a unique and special individual of value. You are somebody! You are a child of God. And remember, God loves you. God loves you.

Let us pray: God of grace and glory, we acknowledge that no one is an island unto themselves. We are our brothers’ and sisters’ keepers… as a human family, we are inter-related. Sometimes we forget that Christ died for each of us – and that all his children are of infinite worth. Thank you, Lord, for your wrap-around love. In Jesus’ name. Amen.

The Message of Grace

The Message of Grace

In his book Proof, Timothy Paul Jones writes about his middle daughter who is adopted. She had been adopted before, but unfortunately, that family put her back in the foster care system. Even while she was with them, they had not treated this little girl like she was truly their child. Whenever they had special outings, they took all their biological children but left their adopted daughter behind. Of course, she got the message that she wasn’t wanted, wasn’t good enough, and wasn’t a full member of the family.

When Timothy Jones’ and his family adopted her, she acted out – a lot. In trying to make her feel welcome, Mom and Dad decided that the best way to welcome her to their family was to plan a trip to Disney. However, when they told their new daughter about the trip, her behavior problems only got worse. She lied. She stole food. She was mean to her new siblings. It seemed that this little girl was so afraid of not getting to Disney that she was trying to guarantee her new parents would have a reason to leave her behind.

The day finally came for their trip, and the family went all out to make this a special occasion: It was a full day of fun!  As they collapsed in their hotel room that night, Timothy asked his new daughter what she thought of the experience. She smiled and said, “Daddy, I finally got to go to Disney World. But it wasn’t because I was good; it’s because I’m yours.”

Timothy writes, “That is the message of outrageous grace. Outrageous grace isn’t a favor you can achieve by being good. It’s the gift you receive by being God’s.”

When the message of grace sinks deep into our hearts; we can let go of thinking that God’s love is something we need to earn. We can let go of our past mistakes and failures – knowing that God has let them go. We can let go of our shortcomings. We can let go of the shortcomings of others. We are set free from having to be the judge of the world… And that just feels good!

Let us pray: We thank you, O God, for your unconditional love, mercy and grace. Help us accept these gifts, and to share them with a world desperately in need. In Christ’s name. Amen.

To Live with Open Hands

To Live with Open Hands

One of the most beautiful experiences of my life was living with a local family in Costa Rica during my last semester of college.  They had three kids, a modest home, and fairly modest means. They also had huge hearts and were some of the happiest people I’ve ever met.  They were also some of the most generous – on many levels.  Several years ago I went back to visit and stay with them with my daughter Marley. I remember before I left, the father telling me that there’s a Costa Rican expression they live by: “Si se queda con los manos abiertos, nunca le falta nada.”  If you live with open hands, you’ll never lack for anything.  

So true.

When we live with open spirits, open hearts, and open hands, when we share our blessings with others, our lives will be full to overflowing.

Let us pray: Gracious and giving God, Keep our eyes attuned for opportunities to give. Help us to be generous as you are generous. We ask in Jesus’ name. Amen.

God’s Management

God’s Management

Today’s message was written by my friend, Roger Kunkel, founder of Dial Hope.

We often see a sign over stores reading “under new management.” Friend of Dial Hope, when God takes over the management of our lives we may still blunder, and we may still present the same old face to the world, but there is hope of a new beat, a new spirit, a new honesty, a new reality. Wherever we are on our spiritual journey, may we put our lives “under new management – God’s management.” And remember, God has blessed us so we may be a blessing to others. Now make this day a masterpiece… With God’s help. 

Let us pray: “Take my life and let it be consecrated Lord to thee. Take my moments and my days; let them flow in ceaseless praise. Let them flow in ceaseless praise. Take my will and make it Thine; It shall be no longer mine. Take my heart, it is Thine own; It shall be Thy royal throne.” Through Christ our Lord. Amen.

When They Cry Out to Me…

When They Cry Out to Me…

Not long ago, as I was reading through the Bible for my devotional time, I found myself being drawn to all the places where people cry out to the Lord. It was striking to me that all throughout scripture people cry out to God often – both individuals and the whole community together. They cry out when they are hurting, oppressed, hungry, poor, lost, and when they feel far from God. The beautiful thing is, that whenever the people cry out, God answers. God responds. 

There seems to be something about coming to the point where we know that we are in need of God’s grace and healing, that opens us to receiving it.  When you find yourselves in the fearful and difficult places of life, may you remember the witness of our scriptures – God is faithful. In Exodus chapter 22, God says, “…when they cry out to me, I will surely heed their cry.”

Let us pray: O Lord God, you are our light and our salvation, whom shall we fear? We remember how time and time again, people have reached out to you and you have answered. We have cried and you have saved. Today we cry out to you again. We cry out for those who are lonely, those who feel the weight of the world on their shoulders, for those who are desperate for healing, for love, or even for food and shelter. We cry out to you for those who are in harm’s way. Come save and deliver. Come rescue and heal and comfort. Come and show us the way to new life. Amen.  

Rings of Memory

Rings of Memory

The poet and philosopher John O’Donohue says: In a strange way, nothing is ever lost or forgotten; everything that happens to us remains within us….The image in nature… that we can look at, is the tree; all the rings of memory enfold all the years of growing, blossoming, thirsting, thriving, dying… In a similar way, within the clay part of each soul, the rings of memory are there, and you can find them. 

Over the past few days, we’ve been reflecting on the gift of memory, and how it is true that a lot of the experiences that we have in the world are torn, broken, and hard. However, when we visit those places with compassion and with eyes of faith, we begin the process of healing and growth. 

In the Bible, over and over we are called to remember God’s hand at work in our lives in the past. 

In Deuteronomy 4:9, we read, “Only be careful, and watch yourselves closely so that you do not forget the things your eyes have seen, or let them fade from your heart as long as you live. Teach them to your children and to their children after them.”

In Psalm 103:2, “Bless the Lord, O my soul, and do not forget all his benefits…

In Isaiah 46:9 it is written, “Remember the former things, those of long ago… I am God, and there is none like me.”

And in 2 Timothy, chapter 2:8, “Remember Jesus Christ, raised from the dead… that is my gospel…”

Let us pray. We remember today, O God, how you have carried us through in the past. We remember the love and grace we’ve experienced over the years with friends and loved ones. Grant us the ability to look back with compassion even as we look forward in hope; through Jesus Christ. Amen.

Remember the Promises

Remember the Promises

In the Bible, time and time again, we are called on to remember what God has done for us. Remember how God walked with us. Remember how God has carried us in the past. And remember God’s promises to us for the future.  

And this is a gift to us.

I think about standing before a freshly dug grave, hearing the words: The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want… Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for thou art with me…

I think about at the very beginning of the Covid shutdown, reading the words of Psalm 46: God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear…though the earth should change, though the mountains shake in the heart of the sea…

It is a gift to remember how God has carried us… It is a gift to remember God’s promises. And it is a gift to remember how God has blessed us… 

We do need reminders sometimes…  

I think about how at Thanksgiving, one of the new rituals in our family is as we gather before dinner, we form a circle like many families. And I’ve invited us as we pause a moment, to consciously look around at each face, we silently recall the memories we share with each other – over the course of the decades. And in that reflection, we are able to recognize the beauty of the moment, the gift that it is. When we remember that we have a finite number of these gatherings, we remember the blessing of being together, the blessing of family, the blessing of God’s providence, and the blessing of life itself… 

On the eve of his own death, Jesus gathered with his disciples. He took the bread, blessed it, and broke it. He took the cup and gave it to them. And he said: Do this in remembrance of me…Remember my love for you… remember my life poured out… Remember how I’ve carried you in the past…  Remember how I’ve blessed you…  Remember I am with you in your struggles, even now. Remember.

This is key for people of faith. We come to the table again and again. We hold the memories for each other. We retell the stories. We hand them down from generation to generation. We remember to remember… 

Let us pray. We remember today, O God, how you have carried us through in the past. We remember the love and grace we’ve experienced over the years with friends and loved ones. Grant us the ability to look back with compassion even as we look forward in hope; through Jesus Christ. Amen. 

The Gift of Memory

The Gift of Memory

Yesterday we reflected on the gift of our memories.  When we look back, often even troubled times can often be seen in a new light. With the gift of a little time, we are often able to gain a new perspective on the past. Perhaps we can see it through the lens of humor, and laugh about it, or draw meaning from it in ways we could never have done when we were too close to it. 

I think about those teenage years that were so hard. And often looking back now I can see, well, maybe I needed something to push against. And in that pushing, there was a growth that happened and an opening of the world in new ways. (Of course, my parents may not look back at it so fondly!) 

And yes, of course, there are some things we’d rather forget. Things that happened to us. Or things we said or did. Or failed to say… or do.  We’ve probably all had our share of those. While the memories can be painful, they can remind us of our intentions to live better. Or more importantly, they can be reminders of how God has brought us through in the past. And that gives us hope for the future…

I think about one of my friends, who is a carpenter. Years ago he fell off a roof while on a job, and he broke both of his ankles. Like many in that profession who are self-employed – he had no health insurance. There was no workman’s comp. And he wasn’t able to work for almost a year. And he lost his house – couldn’t keep up with the mortgage.  He felt like Job because not long after that, his marriage dissolved. His wife left him. I was talking to him about this fairly recently and he said, you know a lot of that is just a blur to me now. I don’t remember a lot of it… But I do know, and I never forget it, if God can carry me through that, God can carry me through anything.

As I mentioned yesterday, it is true that a lot of the experiences that we have in the world are torn, broken, and hard. But when we visit those places with compassion and with eyes of faith, we begin the process of healing and growth.  Look how God carried me through… Look what God did… Look at the grace, the strength I was given…

Today, as you look back over your life, I pray that God would give you eyes to see his hand at work throughout the entire journey. May you remember the grace and the blessings all along the way.

Let us pray. We remember today, O God, how you have carried us through in the past. We remember the love and grace we’ve experienced over the years with friends and loved ones. Grant us the ability to look back with compassion even as we look forward in hope; through Jesus Christ. Amen. 

Harvesting Our Memories

Harvesting Our Memories

In 1 Corinthians 11, Paul shares with the church that on the night he was betrayed, Jesus took a loaf of bread, blessed and broke it, and said, “This is my body, that is for you. Do this in remembrance of me… And then he took the cup, and he also said: Do this, as often as you drink it, in remembrance of me…”

In other words, there is going to be something about this act, something about this ritual, that triggers a memory, that serves as a reminder… Remember me. Remember my way of life.  Remember my love for you.  Remember my promises to you… Remember my life poured out.

In so many ways, memory is a gift.  

Jesus said, “Do this – Do this – in remembrance of me…”

Sometimes we do need reminders, don’t we? I’ve gotten so I love my Remind App on my phone. I set it for all kinds of things…. Don’t forget to go by the store on your way home.  Don’t forget to give my daughter a hug at night. (It sounds silly, but if it reminds you every single night, you never forget to do it.)  Don’t forget to pray for Tim’s surgery on Monday morning. The little timer goes off. I get an alert… Oh yeah! I got to do that – now!

I also think about looking back over old journals I’ve written or pictures I’ve taken. You know when you are looking back at that, it stirs something deep inside! Ah, I remember when my girls were that age! Look at the mess she is making with that ice cream!  I remember that princess dress!  Sometimes it is in conversations with old friends: Remember that time…? Remember when we took that trip and he missed the plane? 

More and more I have come to see what a blessing it is to look back. 

The poet and philosopher John O’Donohue writes about the importance of what he calls “harvesting our memories.” He says, “Every human heart seeks meaning… and meaning is the sister of experience. Everything that happens to you is an act of sowing a seed of experience. (But) It is equally important to be able to harvest that experience. 

As T.S. Elliot said, many of us have, ‘had the experience, but missed the meaning.’”

It is true that a lot of the experiences that we have in the world are torn, broken, and hard. But what I’ve come to see is that we begin the process of healing, when we visit those places with compassion and with eyes of faith. 

Let us pray. We remember today, O God, how you have carried us through in the past. We remember the love and grace we’ve experienced over the years with friends and loved ones. Grant us the ability to look back with compassion even as we look forward in hope; through Jesus Christ. Amen.