The Good Old Days!

“Let not your hearts be troubled. Believe in God; believe also in me. John 14:1 ESV

In this day of with change happening around us at the speed of light, many of us long for “Those good old days.” So, as an experiment I thought, “let’s turn back the clock sixty-one years, that should be sufficiently long enough ago to qualify as old.” Sixty-one years ago, I sat in seventh grade math class gazing at some long equations on the blackboard, when our P.A. system came on announcing that classes were dismissed for the day. There seemed to be some secret that the teachers knew but wouldn’t tell us. Nevertheless, as I traipsed home with my usual group of buddies, we were delighted to get out early on a beautiful Friday afternoon. But once inside our home I realized something terrible had happened. My mother was weeping, and I heard the television reporting that President Kennedy had been assassinated Yes, those day were old, but often far from good.

Jesus spoke today’s verse on a day far worse and yet far better than that. Judas had already rushed to the high priest to collect his reward for betraying Jesus. The meal had just finished at which Jesus had told his friends that His body and blood would soon be sacrificed. The disciples, though unaware of all the details knew that something awful was just over the horizon. After finishing the final notes of a hymn they quietly followed Jesus out into the night and headed towards their usual place of prayer in the Garden of Gethsemane. Though nothing looked out of the ordinary, that night, their knees began to knock as they walked, and they jumped at every sound in the darkness. Then Jesus, turned, and said, “Don’t let your hearts be troubled! You believe in God. Believe also in Me!”

Those guys were no different than any of us today. Maybe that night they longed for, “The Good Old Days’” when they simply followed Jesus around Galilee, watching Him perform miracles, preach to crowds and on one occasion even calm the wind and waves of a storm. But with those days just a memory, Jesus assured them of something even better.

Jesus said to him, “I am the way, and the truth, and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me. 
John 14:6 ESV

That something better is for us as well as them. We no longer need to cling to the “Good Old Days” or even our own lives because, Jesus said He is our Life. He was all they needed then, and Jesus is all we need today. Jesus is far better and more precious than any “Good Old Days.” He makes the lame walk, the blind see and best of all He will lead us all the way to the Father, if we will only trust in Him!

He Set Me Free

So if the Son sets you free, you will be free indeed. John 8:36 ESV

Besides when we get to sing with our family in church, my personal favorite times are on Thursday mornings with my friends in memory care. Some people don’t come and visit, because they think that having a normal conversation is hopeless. While that may be true for some, a great many of the residents really enjoy my little stories laced in between the songs. It did my heart good today to hear their laughter as I related a memory of times when I was asked to pick up men who were being released from prison. I told them that whether these fellows had just spent a night cooling off after a fight, or had finished serving a lengthy sentence, none of them ever asked me to take them back! Their gleeful enjoyment of those first hours of freedom reminded me of today’s verse and the freedom that God gives us when He unlocks the jail cell of sin and opens the door into a life of true freedom through the grace of Jesus Christ. I hope you will enjoy our little rendition of the old hymn, He Set Me Free!

Safely Home

But we had to celebrate and be glad, because this brother of yours was dead and is alive again; he was lost and is found.’”  Luke 15:32 NIV

My wife and I used to ride in separate vehicles on the way to church. One of our two sons would go with her to Sunday School, while the other tagged along with me. During that hour I went to sing hymns for a nursing home and then we would meet in church for the service. Afterwards our practice was to switch who road home with who, mostly because tour little guys liked riding in my pickup truck. Everything worked great, till one day we got a brief taste of what the prodigal’s father had experienced in today’s verse. That was the Sunday that we forgot our older son Chris at church. After being left behind, it didn’t take Chris long to realize that something was amiss, but he didn’t panic. He thoroughly searched the church and asked around with our friends. Remember that in those pre-cell phone years, no one could just call us up, so Chris, being a bit puzzled as to what best to do, just sat down on the steps. Just then one of the deacons (who thankfully was our close friend) came to lock the doors and noticed Chris.

“So, where’s your mom and dad?” he asked. “I don’t know.” Chris answered shaking his head.

“Hey, if you want to ride in my truck, I’ll take you home.” John offered.

Meanwhile when Nancy and I met back at home, minus one son, panic began to set in. I quickly grabbed my keys, ran down the back steps and out the door, when just then John’s truck with both Chris and John grinning from ear to ear pulled up to the house. “Forget something?”  John asked with a chuckle,

As Chris hopped out, Nancy and I ran to embrace our very briefly lost son and understood just a little the prodigal son’s father, as his son came stumbling home. Imagine then the heart of God. Though we have forgotten Him, He has never forgotten us, and He sent Jesus to pick us up at the cross and carry us safely home to Him!