River of Life

But whoever drinks of the water that I will give him will never be thirsty again. The water that I will give him will become in him a spring of water welling up to eternal life.” John 4:14 ESV

I remember having a cistern for a few years, when we lived on a farm. It was filled with rain water, during the rainy times and in drought we called for a water truck to come and fill it. The water was kind of okay, but the day we were able to replace the cistern with a deep well, the transformation was unbelievable. Cool clean water flowed endlessly from our well, and the taste was wonderful! Jesus promised us the same. Before we have Jesus, we may have religion - maybe even the Christian religion. But our spiritual life is stale because, none of it is coming from within. All we have is dependent on an outpouring in church or a teaching from the pulpit on Sunday. But when we come directly to Jesus for ourselves, He creates within us a well of water that is dependent on no one but on Him. Neither circumstance, nor failure can un-dig the well that Jesus gives. All we need is now available directly from His presence that has come and made a home in us.

When I first became a Christian, many years ago, one of the first songs that I learned at church was "Spring Up O Well" It was short, easy to sing and upbeat, but it also it tells a truth that we need to daily remind ourselves of. That well of that comes from the living water that Jesus gives, is promised to every one of us who comes and asks Him for a drink. You might think that because of the bouncy nature of the music that it is a more recent composition, but in all actuality the words were written by Mary Lathbury all the way back in 1884! This week, I was blessed to have been able to go back to the nursing home after having Covid (again!) and had a blast teaching this to our people. Since it was unfamiliar to many, many folks just listened, but by the smiles on their faces as they clapped along I could see that it will soon be a favorite. I hope you will enjoy and maybe in join in with us too on our sweet little song video for this week. Have a blessed weekend everyone!

Looking Out the Windows

‭‭Psalm 68:5 ESV‬‬ Father of the fatherless and protector of widows is God in his holy habitation.

As I walked up yesterday, I saw Norma’s hands pressed against the glass door panels of the memory care ward. She stòod there looking out and wondering if anyone would open the door for her again, as they did when she was young and lovely. But now, the door is locked. She cannot leave, nor can anyone enter without being buzzed in. There is little fresh air, no place to walk in a garden, no bench to sit at in a park, nor any birds to feed. There are just two hallways, an activity space with a television and a small lunch room. Visitors are few and the staff is often overwhelmed both mentally and physically. But God remembers. He knows her name, her heart and every sorrow. He came to earth not only for the strong, the young and comfortable. He came because He remembered all the Norma’s, and offered Himself as a friend and a Father, who has counted every hair and then gave His life on the cross for us all.

He Arose at Life Care

Jesus said to him, “Have you believed because you have seen me? Blessed are those who have not seen and yet have believed.” John 20:29 ESV

Sometimes I try to imagine, what t would have been like on that first resurrection morning and wish I had been able to see Jesus with my own eyes and hear HIs voice, saying, “Fear not.” Thomas wished the very same thing, and eight days later, Jesus obliged that wish and showed Himself to Thomas and invited him to come and touch His wounds. What a privilege Thomas had to be able to see and touch Jesus, but how humbling that must have been for him to also hear, “More blessed are those who have not seen, and yet believed.” So, on those days when, like me, you wish you had been there, remember that you are more blessed than even those eleven disciples, and have an opportunity for an even greater joy. In singing Robert Lowry’s rousing hymn, “He Arose”, it gives us me the sense of what it must have been like to rejoice in seeing Jesus just like the first believers. We get to lift our voices with such a joyful uncompromising praise that my heart is filled to the brim. The most amazing miracle of all time – the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead changes both all of history and the history of our lives, because we believe in Him. I hope that you will enjoy seeing the many faces of our special friends in assisted living as they joined with us today. But no matter whether you sit in a wheelchair in a long term care facility or in the corner office of a giant corporation, there is no greater hope that you can have, than to know Jesus. He rose from the dead and has come to offer us eternal life, if we will put our trust in Him. “He arose! He arose! Hallelujah, Christ arose!”