Human and Divine

I’m so pleased that Jesus was human as well as divine. He knew what it was like to be tempted but unlike us He never gave into temptation. He knew what it was like to be tired but His sleep was deep and refreshing, not shallow and dream-laden. I can get annoyed with people but Jesus understood why people were like they were and had a kind word for them when necessary.This means He understands when I fail, am tempted or just plain confused. Jesus is the example for me to emulate.

Jesus knew His mission in life’ I must be about my Father’s business.’ I on the other hand am shilly-shallying what to do and often am not sure of my purpose in life. I will continue follow my human and divine Lord.

Story Teller

There is no doubt that Jesus is the greatest story teller that the world has ever known. The parables we have in the Bible are evidence of this. His stories were completely applicable for the people of His day. Those people would have known about fishing, farming, masters and servants. The tales would have ‘rung a bell’ with them. Like all stories we hear, the next step is whether we apply them to ourselves. The stories of Jesus were not just stories, They had a deeper meaning if people looked for them. They were so wise that we can still use them today. They speak to out lives and situations, even in 2022. The parables of Jesus are not just nice stories to tell to children, they are hard-hitting for our world-weary souls. May we mark, learn and inwardly digest.

The Last Leaf

I’m looking at the tree outside my house and seeing there is only one leaf left on the empty branches. The other thousand and one leaves are swirling round my garden along with leaves from all the neighbouring trees. I now imagine the tree settling down for the winter. The branches have spent all their strength coping with the howling winds, torrential rain and maybe even snow.

Inside the tree it will be resting and getting ready for the next season that will surely be coming – spring. Just as we dream of longer, brighter days and rising temperature, so will the trees be..

Why Me?

Why have I reached my mid 80’s and am still in fairly good health while many of my contemporaries are unwell? Why me? Why have I enough money to feed myself and keep my family warm? Why me? Yes, I’ve been sensible but God has blessed me. Why do I have somewhere comfortable to live, while others are sleeping rough? Why me? Why do I live in a country which has peace and I’m not watching family and friends being killed or maimed? Why me? Is it an accident of my birth or is God looking after me. As I heard recently my hearing is not being impaired by missiles exploding nearby. Why me? Why was my cancer cured while others have died? Why me?

When it was explained to me why did I understand salvation and God’s gift of eternal life? Why me when some of my friends deny the existence of God? It is certainly nothing to do with me bring good. There are no answers to any of these questions, only profound thankfulness.

Why

‘Dad, why is the clock on the clock-tower telling the wrong time?’ ‘I don’t know, son.’

‘Dad, why is that woman wearing a funny hat?’ ‘I don’t know, son.’

‘Dad, why is that man handing out leaflets?’ ‘I don’t know, son.’

‘Sorry, dad, that I ask so many questions.’ ‘That’s OK son, it’s the only way you’ll learn.’

We ask many questions of God. Sometimes He will give the answer and sometimes He will make us wait until we’re ready to accept or understand the answer. But one thing about God, He always knows the answer to our many questions, He’s omnipotent..

Growth

Are we on a plateau in our Christian lives or are we climbing a hill? Is there spiritual growth in our church life? 1 Corinthians 1 verse 26 asks ‘Brothers, think of what you were when you were called. Before we were called we were dead in our trespasses and sin. God did a work of love in our hearts but our faith has grown and strengthened since that day.

It is so easy to get into a spiritual rut and to rest on our laurels. The Christian life is a struggle, it was never meant to be easy. We are battling against the spiritual darkness of the world, the flesh and the devil. As Christian found in Pilgrim’s Progress it was hard work for him to reach the heavenly city but the reward was more than worth it.

Bonfire Night

I thoroughly enjoyed Bonfire Night watching the large council display from the comfort of my bedroom window. The crush of the 40,000 watching people and cold air didn’t bother me. The sky was illuminated with wonderful multi-coloured stars and flashes accompanied by massively loud bangs but is over after thirty minutes.

Quite unlike the displays that God lays on. His lighting up of the sky lasts all day long with a light so bright that to look at it can damage our sight. God’s display doesn’t last for just thirty minutes; it lasts all day and and He provides a lesser light by night. His clashes and bangs are literally earth-shattering. Though most enjoyable what a feeble copy is man’s display.

Sparrows

As dawn broke the skies were stormy and overcast. The dark clouds against the leaden skies were dashing across at a great rate of knots. The bowing, straining boughs on the tress were evidence of the howling winds. By being indoors myself, I was in the best place.

Against this wild scene I saw a solitary bird battling the elements. Wherever he was going he was on a mission and no amount of turbulence was going to top him. Sadly I know that many birds do not survive the winter, but I also know that God knows and cares for each one. If God can bother about a tiny insignificant bird I know that He also cares abut me.

‘His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He cares for me.’

Singing at Dawn

I’m an early riser, so at this time of year there are a few hours of darkness before the sun rises. While it is still dark I’ve noticed that the birds begin their dawn chorus. They don’t wait until it is light, they sing in anticipation. I’ve taken to opening my windows so I can get the full benefit of this free song. What better way can there be to start the day! The song is a promise of the day to come. There might be dark clouds in my life and dark clouds as the dawn breaks but the birds sing nevertheless.

I will take this as a sign of hope. If the birds can sing when it is dark, maybe raining and with a strong wind blowing, surely I can rejoice too. There is a saying that the darkest hour is just before the dawn, but my friendly birds make it a time of happiness.

Falling Leaves

As I sweep up the autumn leaves I marvel once again at the miracles that God is giving us every day. The cycle of nature is unfailing. Because the leaves fall it is possible for the trees to gain strength during the winter months. Then when spring comes the trees are refreshed and ready to sprout their tiny buds of spring. As spring moves into summer the leaves will be in their full beauty ready to continue the cycle for another year.

There is one beautiful tree right outside my house and during the period of covid I photographed this tree each month so I could enjoy it’s splendours in the future. As I look at these photos now I can recall the hope the tree gave me through that difficult period. God’s mercies do not stop for covid or any other man-made thing. God is continually bountiful.