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Put Your Hand in the Hand

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Jesus immediately reached out his hand and took hold of him, saying to him, “O you of little faith, why did you doubt?”  Matthew 14:31 ESV

With the assassination of Charlie Kirk on Wednesday and then Thursday being our remembrance of the attack on the twin towers, the emotional impact on our hearts and minds this week was enormous. Our national state of mourning, shock and for some, even despair, reminded me a little of the situation Peter faced as he began to sink beneath the waves. A moment earlier, Peter had felt triumphant. There he was walking on the water towards Jesus! But then, one second later as he turned towards the dark raging sea and felt the power of the wind ripping at his robe, he faltered. Suddenly, this brave courageous fisherman, went from being the strongest, boldest and most confident disciple, to being the guy struggling for his life – but then Jesus reached out His hand! Aren’t you glad for Jesus. He is never afraid of the storm. Jesus is not worried a bit about the wind, and best of all, He isn’t going to let us drown. He reaches out His hand. Let’s be sure to take ahold of His, because He has a long way for us to still go, lessons to teach us and other people for us to serve. I do hope you will enjoy this simple rendering of the song, which our residents at Life Care heartily enjoyed singing along with me on Friday, and Put Your Hand in the Hand of Jesus!

A New Song

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And they were singing a new song before the throne and before the four living creatures and before the elders. No one could learn that song except the 144,000 who had been redeemed from the earth Revelation 14:3 ESV

Many years ago, I used to stop on Wednesday afternoons to visit an elderly couple, and I brought my guitar along to sing them a few songs. Though they only had a tiny apartment, the way they welcomed me made me feel as if I were visiting a palace. For companionship my friends kept two little parakeets in a cage by the front window. Whether rays of sunshine or raindrops were on that windowpane, those two always had a song, but their gentle tweeting picked up a notch or two when I started strumming my guitar.

Sometimes they would leave the cage door open and on rare occasions, they would decide to fly out and pass by so close to my head that I felt the brush of wings as they flew past. Then they would swoop up to the highest point above the kitchen cabinets where they would perch and watch the show from their balcony seats!

My two elderly friends have now taken their own places in a heavenly choir, but some days I imagine them standing there with their two little parakeets close by, waiting for me to join them one day with my guitar. And I won’t at all be surprised, if that day I feel the brush of wings on my face as two little birds pass by on their way to their balcony seats to join us as together, we join that great new song above!

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Are You Having a 5-String Day?

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While he was in Bethany, reclining at the table in the home of Simon the Leper, a woman came with an alabaster jar of very expensive perfume, made of pure nard. She broke the jar and poured the perfume on his head. 
Mark 14:3 NIV

Every Thursday I have great fun visiting the memory-care wing of a local nursing home and singing for my friends. But last week, as I slid my guitar out of its case, I was dismayed to see that one string had come completely off its tuning peg. Being presented with the options of, putting my guitar back in the case and singing acapella, spending several minutes trying to replace the string, or playing with just five strings, I chose the latter. Sheepishly I explained to everyone that things were going to sound funny and then set off plunking away the best I could. Yet, in spite of my embarrassment, we actually had a great time praising God together. We sounded far from professional, but I felt sure that Jesus didn’t mind my out-of-tune instrument any more than our off-key voices.

Now playing with a guitar string missing was challenging, but God reminded me that for some of those folks, even their best days were five-string days, at best. I remembered that the songs we sing are a treasure, not because of a nicely tuned instrument, but because of the joy they bring to the heart of God. We are all like the alabaster jar in today’s verse. We have a precious treasure inside. Even though our jar may begin as outwardly beautiful, it is also fragile and aging. What matters is not how impressive our outside looks, but the value of the treasure on the inside. And it is only when our jars begin to crack, that the fragrant treasure hidden on the inside can pour out and its sweet fragrance fill the room!