Hope

Finding Peace

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As many of you know our Daughter-in-Law, Melinda passed away on Sunday and this morning we are leaving to drive up to be with our son and grandson. So I will not be posting much over this next week. Here is one last thought.

Years ago, our pastor began his sermon by taking a 20 dollar bill from his wallet, asking, “Who wants to come up and take this?” We adults all wondered what kind of trick he was trying to pull, but a 12 year old boy, never hesitated. He ran right to the front, snatched it and stuck it in his pocket, pausing only long enough to say thanks!

The message that day was on how God wants us to receive His gift. In the same way, when Jesus knew, His disciples would soon be witnessing his arrest, torture and  brutal execution He wanted to prepare them. So instead of saying, “Cheer-up, everything is going to be okay.” (though that was true),  He offered them a gift: His peace. That peace was what had enabled Him to let go of His exalted place in the Heavens, and humbly come to a manger in Bethlehem. It had guided Him step by step as He grew up in the poor village of Nazareth and along the path of His ministty. Jesus never hurried, strove for power or accumulated worldly possesions, because He was always at peace. Knowing His Father was with Him, allowed Him to even sleep on the boat in the storm. Now He offers that same peace to us. It is not something we can earn. It is His gift for anyone who will race to the front, put it in their heart and say thank you!

As He Died to Make Men Holy

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This past Sunday, we closed out the July 4th weekend with the classic songs, The Battle Hymn of the Republic and God Bless America. This weekend about 80% of our crowd came in from the memory care wing, and even though they don’t remember everything the way they once did, they do know all the words to these hymns. They sing with such joy that their voices give joy and hope to everyone who hears. They remind me of Bartimaeus who If there was anyone who should have given up hope, it would have been him. He was a blind beggar and, no one would have recommended this guy to be a motivational speaker on hope. First off, his hope of a career, a family and a comfortable lifestyle were unreachable in the society of his day. On top of that, he must have had neither friends nor family, so He simply sat alone by the side of the street begging. Yet despite all that was stacked against him, Bartimaeus had hope in one thing: the mercy of Jesus. He was sure that if he could get Jesus to listen, that there was still hope. So Bartimaeus began to shout out above the noise of the crowd, “Jesus, Son of David, have mercy on me!” Soon the unhelpful bunch of folks around Bartimaeus told him to shut up and sit down. “Have you met any of them lately? Maybe you hoped they would be the ones to help out, but instead, these were the ones telling you to give up. You’re too old, too young, too weak, too stupid, and on and on. Oh, they might even be a bit more kind than Bartimaeus’ buddies, but in essence they are thinking the same thing, “Why doesn’t this fellow just give it up. There is no hope for him!” But don’t throw up your hands and walk away. Our God is the God of ALL HOPE and just as Bartimaeus was about to discover, He hasn’t ignored your cry for help. Jesus is listening. Jesus is calling you and wants to fill you with all hope if you will simply throw off all your doubts and fears and come. He is waiting for you today!

When he heard that it was Jesus of Nazareth, he began to shout, “Jesus, Son of David, have mercy on me!” 
Mark 10:47 NIV

His Footsteps

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Thy way is in the sea, and thy path in the great waters, and thy footsteps are not known. Psalm 77:19 KJV

If your work is feeling endless 
And your hope is growing stale 
When you lag behind while others run 
And your dreams have seemed to fail 

Remember Jesus in the garden 
Praying while friends were fast asleep 
Choosing alone the cup of sorrow 
To drink there to His promise keep 

And when they led Him to the courtroom 
He stood as silent as a sheep 
Yielding to His Shepherd’s shearing 
And by His death wake us from sleep 

So child remember we are given 
Hope and strength for every day 
His footsteps left to mark our journey 
As it winds upward all the way

His Footsteps by Peter Caligiuri
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