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Love Without the Squishiness

I pulled a book off my shelf this morning as a reference for an article I was writing. It is not at all a spiritual book. In fact it is a book about how to make money.

I only bought it because I heard the author speak at a conference one time years ago. I liked his story and what he had to say. In fact I caught up with him for a second afterwards to let him know that I appreciated what he had to say and he offered to sign my book.

Being a book guy I think it is pretty cool to have the author’s signature so I gladly handed my copy over for him to scratch his name in. Instead he wrote a short, personal little note. It took him maybe 30 seconds.

I’ve had that book 10 years now. No, I’m not a millionaire. But then I haven’t really applied many of the principles he wrote about, so I can’t pretend it is the fault of the book.

Regardless, today I picked it up from my shelf to look through it and I took a closer look at his note. At the end, after he signed his name, he put a scripture reference. Now I know I’ve looked it up before but I couldn’t remember what it said. So I looked it up again this morning.

And I was blown away. Here is the passage:

For this reason I kneel before the Father, from whom his whole family in heaven and on earth derives its name. I pray that out of his glorious riches he may strengthen you with power through his Spirit in your inner being, so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith. And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, may have power, together with all the saints, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledge—that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God.

Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever! Amen.

I’ve seen that passage before, especially the second paragraph. I talked about it a couple weeks ago in this post about Big Questions from Stepping in Something Squishy.

We say those words about God being able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine every week as we head out of church.

But until this morning for some reason I never associated them with the knowledge of how totally consuming and all encompassing the Love is that Jesus has for each of us.

Hazy SilhouetteThe Bible says that perfect love drives out fear. And I am dealing with a little bit of a fear issue as I start something new.

Perhaps God is trying tell me that I should put a little effort into understanding how much Jesus really loves me so that I can get a grip on the whole fear thing. Frankly the whole concept of “love” is one of those squishy things that I mostly don’t want to think about.

I’d honestly rather think about guy concepts like victory, conquering, overcoming, power – pretty much anything other than love. (You gotta read it with a sarcastic emphasis on the word love to get the full effect here.)

But maybe that is the basis of my fear thing I’ve got going on. Until I get over my infantile aversion to the concept of love (I can’t help the sarcasm yet. Sorry.) maybe I’ll never move forward.

So. As I go through the day today I am going to be thinking about Christ’s love for me. And I’ll work at not giggling or getting weirded out while I think about it. Because this whole fear thing is for the birds.

I’ll let you know how I do.

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Were Hitler & Stalin Possessed?

OK, Here’s an article that could open up some discussion.

Apparently there is a priest over at the Vatican who is the Pope’s official “Caster Out of Demons” – Father Gabriele Amorth. And Father Amorth says that Hitler & Stalin were both possessed by the Devil.

What are your thoughts on that whole deal?

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Fear and New Things

Why are new things often so challenging for us?

I am getting things lined up for a new endeavor, trying to get my ducks in a row before I kick things off so that the ride will have as few bumps as possible. I woke up early to have a little extra time to work on a few things for the project. When I came into my study and turned on the little desk lamp, the bulb blew. It’s a weird size and we usually don’t keep spares for it. And I don’t like having the big overhead light on. Well, at least until I wake up a little.

Hiker at Base of MountainThe more I think things through, the more I realize how many other things could go wrong. I feel like a mountain climber looking at a towering peak wondering if he’s got what it takes to make it to the top.

There is risk involved because I don’t know what tomorrow will bring.

I have to admit that even though I really am a new creation, I still have some messed up thinking patterns. Truth be told I am still pretty much a skeptic. Steve Pavlina suggests I should kill my skepticism.

He makes a good point.

I said it the other day. Before the event desirable outcomes are just as possible as undesirable ones. So in theory I could chose to expect the desirable outcomes rather than the undesirable ones.

Really what it boils down to is fear. Fear is a toxic paralyzing force that keeps us from moving forward. They say that courage isn’t the absence of fear but rather continuing on in spite of the fear. And I don’t disagree with that.

But one of the surest ways to be rid of fear is to have a firm understanding of what to expect. When you are in a team environment that plays itself out in the trust that is built up with your teammates, knowing they will do their part when the time comes.

If I fear moving forward it could be because I don’t really completely trust the God who I feel is moving me in that direction. John said it this way

There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment. The one who fears is not made perfect in love.

It could be that deep down I still have some lingering fear that God is not trustworthy, that He might be setting me up to fail. Because I think I deserve to fail then God must be planning to give me what I deserve.

Don’t get me wrong, it is completely twisted thinking. I know that. But those are some of the thoughts I’ve had this morning.

Climber at SummitMy desire is to get to the top of that mountain. And not just to say that I made it, either. I sincerely want to be in a position to help other folks get up there too. I think my motivations are along the right lines even if my thought patterns still need a lot of work.

Funny. As I was working through all this and typing this out just now the desk lamp came back on. By itself. Coincidence? Some might say so and then offer up scientific explanations about how the bulb really hadn’t blown or there is a loose connection somewhere, blah, blah, blah.

But I think God decided to communicate with me in a way that would be uniquely crystal clear to me.

“Keep going, son. You’re on the right mountain path this time.”

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Big Questions from Stepping in Something Squishy

The mind is a terrible thing.

This morning as I shuffled up to the coffee pot in the dim glow of the light under the microwave with sleep still crusted in my eyes to get that first cup of wake-me-up…

I stepped in something. Squishy. And cold.

My mind instantly went into overdrive as it explored the possibilities of what that squishiness between my toes could be. I took a step back and looked at the bottom of my foot. Nothing. At least it didn’t stick.

But as I peered through the left over sleep into the dark corner of the floor by the coffee pot I couldn’t make out the ick on the rug by the sink that had assaulted my right foot.

My first thought was that Fat Boy had another episode. Every once in a while something follows him out of the litter pan and gets randomly deposited around the house. It’s kind of embarrassing for him really and we don’t talk about it much. But he’s had his issues in the past so my mind immediately went there. The math made sense.

(Cold + Squishy) x Stepped_in / Before_coffee = Fat_Boy_Present

Needless to say I wasn’t going to just reach down there and pick up that nastiness in the dark. (Not that I’d grab it bare handed in the light, mind you.)

Fat Boy ProfileSo I flipped on the room light, stifled a groan as brightness assaulted my ocular system, grabbed a paper towel, and gingerly reached down to collect the piece of grossness that had so unpleasantly disrupted my morning routine.

It was a piece of mushroom. I guess it fell on the corner of the floor unnoticed by Gorgeous when she was doctoring up our pizza for dinner last night. No big deal.

I tossed it in the trash, turned off the oppressive artificial fire that was making my eyes water and went about my normal morning routine.

But it made me think.

Why did my mind instantly jump to what it conceived as the worst possible scenario?

Is that even healthy? I know I don’t want to be like that. I don’t want to go through life with a doom and gloom attitude focused on all the bad things that might happen. The Bible says

The LORD knows the thoughts of man;
he knows that they are futile.

MushroomsDoes it have to be that way? I mean I’d rather focus on the wonderful possibilities of the truly beneficial things that could happen. I mean before any given event aren’t positive outcomes just as possible as negative ones?

What else might change if I were to change my expectations regarding outcomes? Could something as simple as changing my expectations actually change how things ultimately work out in my life? Would life be more enjoyable?

There is a passage from the Bible that we read every week as a closing blessing right before we leave the service

Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever! Amen.

I say it week after week. But do I really believe that God is able to do so much more than I can even image that it can’t be measured?

Or, more importantly, do I really believe that He will if I ask Him to?

And that’s a pretty big question to come out of stepping in a little bit of squishy first thing in the morning!

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Exploring Our Interconnectedness

I mentioned that my folks are in town. I don’t get to spend as much time with them as I’d like.

Partly it is because of the distance. They live up in Virginia.

But my work has always played a big factor. Vacation time is always limited, and I never seem to get a chance to do everything I want.

Even when they come to see us I have to work. I guess someone forgot to tell the ships to stop running so I could have a better personal life!

I had to go out to a ship last night. It should have been a fairly easy deal. Just an hour or two of work and then back home to the family.

Except the ship was late. Very late.

It was late enough that I had time to catch about an hour’s snooze while I waited. I’m sure that is one of the safer things I do in this job. Sleep in my car on the docks in the middle of the night.

Of course it was smoking hot here in Savannah, even well after sundown. With the humidity up on into the Tropical Jungle scale. But I still managed to nod off for a bit.

I woke up when the ship got to the dock but it still took a while before I could get aboard to do my thing. While I was waiting I got to thinking about how many people are somehow involved in a container ship’s cargo operation.

The list really is pretty long. You’ve got the ship’s crew, longshoremen, stevedores, machine operators, mechanics and repairmen. Depending on the operation that could bring us to the hundreds already. And it doesn’t count all the individual shippers and receivers of the cargo, the folks working in the warehouses on either end of the shipment, the various customs and enforcement officials at either end, and all the functionaries who make sure the paperwork gets processed correctly.

Oh, and then there’s a handful of miscellaneous consultants like myself who make their living helping the process run more smoothly.

Global trade really does involve a lot of folks, all of them interconnected by a common goal. And that’s just in one industry. Imagine how totally interconnected we all really are when you stop and think about all the things we do, consume, and produce.

Yet even when I was thinking last night during my wait about such a large and diverse a group of people spread all over the world like that I couldn’t help but think that God was looking down on the whole thing, keeping a watchful eye on it all. Check out this passage from one of the Psalms:

Let everyone in the world fear the LORD,
and let everyone stand in awe of him.For when he spoke, the world began!
It appeared at his command.

The LORD shatters the plans of the nations
and thwarts all their schemes.

But the LORD’s plans stand firm forever;
his intentions can never be shaken.

What joy for the nation whose God is the LORD,
whose people he has chosen for his own.

The LORD looks down from heaven
and sees the whole human race.

From his throne he observes
all who live on the earth.

He made their hearts,
so he understands everything they do.

The best-equipped army cannot save a king,
nor is great strength enough to save a warrior.

Don’t count on your warhorse to give you victory–
for all its strength, it cannot save you.

But the LORD watches over those who fear him,
those who rely on his unfailing love.

He rescues them from death
and keeps them alive in times of famine.

Just a little something to ponder as you are out and about this weekend.

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Signs of the Times

Last night it rained here in Savannah. I know because work to me out to a coal ship at midnight over at the power plant and I got a little moist.

It was a different kind of moist from what we’ve been dealing with lately with all the summer heat. But I didn’t mind so much because we need the rain.

I expected that it might be raining when I headed out. The thunder that was crashing all around when I laid down for a little sleep earlier in the evening gave me a heads up.

Being in the maritime industry I learned to pay attention to the weather early on in my career. The weather can affect most aspects of the industry because we spend so much time out in it. That’s doubly true if you are out on a ship.

In some respects you are at the mercy of the elements when you are out on the open ocean. Of course a good captain can read the signs, steer clear of the worst of the storms, and keep his ship, crew, and cargo safe.

Early on I learned a little saying that got me started in weather prognostication

Red sky in morning – sailor take warning.
Red sky at night – sailor’s delight.

SunsetNow I don’t really know what goes on in the sky to give it that reddish hue and why seeing red in the morning is a sign of dangerous weather while that same red in the evening is a comforting thing because smooth sailing is ahead. It doesn’t really matter to me because I do know the saying has proven true over the years.

But did you know that saying is found in the Bible?

Jesus said it as he was jacking up some religious folks who were asking him some stupid questions. Here’s what he said to them:

He replied, “When evening comes, you say, ‘It will be fair weather, for the sky is red,’ and in the morning, ‘Today it will be stormy, for the sky is red and overcast.’ You know how to interpret the appearance of the sky, but you cannot interpret the signs of the times. A wicked and adulterous generation looks for a miraculous sign, but none will be given it except the sign of Jonah.” Jesus then left them and went away.

An interesting tidbit, don’t you think?

Jesus says that it is good to be able to interpret the sky to get a bead on the weather. But there is a skill that is even more useful – being able to interpret the signs of the times.

What are they?

Just look around. Start with some headlines. The world’s a mess.

And what’s that thing about the “sign of Johah”?

We all remember the story of Jonah and the wale. But do you know why he was in the belly of the wale in the first place?

God told him to do something he didn’t want to do. So Jonah ran as far in the opposite direction as could trying to out run God. A little foolish really. But how often do we do the same thing?

Anyway God got his attention and from the middle of that nasty unpleasantness, there in the slimy dark, Jonah agreed to do what God told him to do in the fist place.

As an aside this is where one of my favorite versus is in the whole Bible, “Then the LORD spoke to Jonah a second time:” He’s a God of second chances. And I need them often. And third chances. And fourth…

Anyway what was that sign that Jesus was talking about?

It was simply this: Jonah went to the city where God said to go and spoke these words God told him to say, “Forty more days and Nineveh will be overturned.”

That’s it. Just 8 simple words. The end is near. A sign of danger if there ever was one. And Jesus said the sign still applies.

It doesn’t have to be all doom and gloom however. If we are wise, then like the captain of a ship we can take some action to steer a course that will take us safely through the danger ahead.

But first we have to be able to interpret the signs of the times.

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Built-in Safety Valve Keeps Wife From Self-Destructing

I don’t get enough sleep and neither does Gorgeous.

And if I’m going to be willing to face my O-R then we gotta admit it is a problem entirely of our own making.

We all know there are significant health advantages that go along with getting enough sleep. Google the phrase health advantages of sufficient sleep and you’ll get over 5.4 million sites chock full of those very benefits.

Here are Some Examples

  • Clearer thinking
  • Improve Tolerance to Hot Weather
  • Improved Learning Ability
  • Better Memory
  • Reduce Blood Pressure
  • Lower Risk of Heart Disease
  • Helps prevent Diabetes
  • Fights Depression

Exhaustion Sets InYet in spite of these known benefits most of us still don’t get enough sleep. There’s just too much to do and not enough hours in the day, right?

That’s what most of us think. And most of us would keep going without any break if we could. I know I struggle with feeling like sleep is a waste of time. Why is the system set up so that we need to sleep in the first place?

I really don’t know. But I suspect that if the system wasn’t set up to force us to sleep sometime most of us would simply self destruct.

Did you know that God set up the whole system so that we’d get enough rest in the first place? The Bible says

There remains, then, a Sabbath-rest for the people of God; for anyone who enters God’s rest also rests from his own work, just as God did from his. Let us, therefore, make every effort to enter that rest, so that no one will fall by following their example of disobedience.

But what if you don’t buy into the whole God thing?

It turns out it doesn’t matter where sleep is concerned. You are going to sleep eventually.

And you might even find that God slows you down before you self destruct. He has a track record of doing that.

Back in Ancient times God devastated the nation of Israel and had most of them carried off into captivity in part to give the land itself a rest. He had told them to give their fields an off year once every seven years and not to plant crops for a whole year. They never actually followed the by-year instruction. So this is what the Bible says about the time they were in captivity

The land enjoyed its sabbath rests; all the time of its desolation it rested, until the seventy years were completed in fulfillment of the word of the LORD spoken by Jeremiah.

Sweet DreamsGod goes through some gyrations to give the land a rest and he does the same thing for us. Gorgeous is struggling with a cold right now. She spent yesterday resting on the couch. And I think it drove her a little bit nuts.

But the alternative of self-destructing would be far worse.

I don’t want what she’s got. But if I don’t start sleeping a little more God may just decide to slow me down and force me to get a little rest anyway.
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When You Feel Lousy

Sick WomanGorgeous is not feeling well. There’s been this nasty cold/flu thing going around and she’s got it.

Yesterday she had the whole Demi Moore voice thing going on. It sounded like her throat must have been pretty stinking sore. I thought I’d steer clear and painted our master bathroom. I tried to get her to take it easy.

She tried to help me paint.

We got it all done, but I don’t think she’s going to make it to church today. She shouldn’t be spreading those germs around anyway.

Check out this poem David wrote. I guess there were times he felt lousy too.

Take a deep breath, God; calm down—
don’t be so hasty with your punishing rod.
Your sharp-pointed arrows of rebuke draw blood;
my backside smarts from your caning.

I’ve lost twenty pounds in two months
because of your accusation.
My bones are brittle as dry sticks
because of my sin.
I’m swamped by my bad behavior,
collapsed under gunnysacks of guilt.

The cuts in my flesh stink and grow maggots
because I’ve lived so badly.
And now I’m flat on my face
feeling sorry for myself morning to night.
All my insides are on fire,
my body is a wreck.
I’m on my last legs; I’ve had it—
my life is a vomit of groans.

Lord, my longings are sitting in plain sight,
my groans an old story to you.
My heart’s about to break;
I’m a burned-out case.
Cataracts blind me to God and good;
old friends avoid me like the plague.
My cousins never visit,
my neighbors stab me in the back.
My competitors blacken my name,
devoutly they pray for my ruin.
But I’m deaf and mute to it all,
ears shut, mouth shut.
I don’t hear a word they say,
don’t speak a word in response.
What I do, God, is wait for you,
wait for my Lord, my God—you will answer!
I wait and pray so they won’t laugh me off,
won’t smugly strut off when I stumble.

I’m on the edge of losing it—
the pain in my gut keeps burning.
I’m ready to tell my story of failure,
I’m no longer smug in my sin.
My enemies are alive and in action,
a lynch mob after my neck.
I give out good and get back evil
from God-haters who can’t stand a God-lover.

Don’t dump me, God;
my God, don’t stand me up.
Hurry and help me;
I want some wide-open space in my life!

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Get Rid of Alcoholism Once and For All

I rarely remember my dreams.

Gorgeous on the other hand is constantly telling me about all the crazy stuff that she remembers dreaming. Now we’re not the type of folks who put too much stock in our dreams. But since I hardly ever remember mine, when I do, I notice.

And I had a dream last night.

Now I won’t go into all the silly details, but in my dream I was working in a cell phone store and Mel Gibson came in looking to replace his phone that had been damaged. For me, very weird.

Then this morning I woke up and found that a lady had sent me a message. She had read my post the other day on Mel Gibson’s indiscretion and asked how she could help a friend of hers who struggles with alcoholism. I’m not sure I have any answers for her.

But I do have a story.

My story is fairly personal and I probably wouldn’t consider sharing it this publicly. But I don’t believe much in coincidences so here it is.

I mentioned in the Gibson post that I’ve always been able to do whatever I put my mind to. And it’s true. If I decided to do something, it was as good as done (the fact that I rarely actually exercised that determined decision making notwithstanding.) The first time I actually decidedly put my mind to something that didn’t “just happen” for me was getting a grip on my drinking.

As a Naval Flight Officer I was living the Top Gun life. I would tell people that I was like Goose. But I lived.

And alcohol was a big part of that life. But eventually I realized that somehow it had taken control of my life.

I tried doing everything I knew to get a grip on my problem. Since I’d always been able to do what I put my mind to, my approach basically boiled down to buckling down and trying harder. And nothing worked.

Now I’d grown up going to church. For me it was pretty much a social thing. But over the years I’d run across some pretty hypocritical religious people who’d turned me completely off to the whole church scene.

You know the type. They are quick to tell you “what you need to do” and maybe whip out a verse from the Bible to prove their point. All the while their own lives are really messed up. I so hate that phrase, “What you need to do.” I wasn’t interested in religious answers to my problem.

But I did have a friend who was different. Kent was a follower of Jesus. He sure wasn’t perfect, but he was honest about his own struggles. He was never pushy about his beliefs. He didn’t tell the rest of us what we needed to do.

At the same time he never backed away from a discussion about what he believed if someone else brought it up. He wouldn’t get defensive. But he always seemed to stand firm while being willing to let others express their beliefs. He had the ability to respectfully disagree with folks. In the testosterone driven type-A environment we were in that was an unusual trait.

I watched Kent for two years. I figured that hypocrisy had to be in there somewhere.

It wasn’t. He was the real deal.

One day he invited me to a retreat his church was having. Now I’d turned down several invitations to go to church with him. I wasn’t interested in religion. But this time I figured it might do me good to hang out with these folks. All I was thinking was that they didn’t drink so at least I would be dry for a weekend for once.

When I got there it was freaky. It was like my buddy had told the various speakers everything about me. The things they were saying were so totally addressing me directly that it blew me away.

Now I knew Kent well enough that I knew there was no way he’d pass along the stuff I’d shared with him. Besides, some of the stuff I hadn’t even shared with him so I knew there was no way the speakers could know it. But there they were addressing those very things just the same.

Long story short that weekend I accepted the sacrifice Jesus made for my own screw ups and asked him to help me with my problems rather than try to overcome them on my own.

The craving for alcohol seemed to go away.

Two weeks later I moved out of state for a job change. My new friends told me that I should find a good church to get involved with because we weren’t meant to follow Jesus on our own.

Well I figured I’d be OK. I had my new Bible, several books on Christian Living, and tons of new music to listen to. I’d be fine on my own. Right.

Did I mention I moved into an apartment right across the street from a liquor store? Dumb.

It wasn’t long before I started drinking again.

Eventually one night I got myself into some trouble. That night I prayed. I knew I’d screwed up (again). I told Jesus that I had gotten myself into that mess, not him. And I was willing to stay there as long as I needed to learn what ever he wanted me to learn. When he was ready he could come and get me.

And he did. The thing I learned was that just accepting Jesus’ payment for my screw ups wasn’t enough. I needed to follow him and his teachings as well.

I knew the first thing I needed to do was find a church to get involved with. My stubborn refusal to do what I knew I was being told to do had gotten me into my mess. Without knowing where to look I found a good church within a week.

I got to know a group of guys who were totally whacked. They truly were a lot of fun. Not at all your stereotypical stuffy church goers.

Since that night I have not once had even the slightest craving for alcohol. And that was over 10 years ago now. My life isn’t perfect by any means. I still screw up (on a pretty regular basis even.) But I promise I enjoy life far more than I ever did before. Not ever drinking again now seems like such a small thing when compared to all the good things I have instead. I can’t imagine ever wanting to go back to what I had before.

You want to get rid of alcoholism once and for all? Then my advice to you is find Jesus.

Be honest. Start where you are. The Bible says

But if from there you seek the LORD your God, you will find him if you look for him with all your heart and with all your soul.

And if you need to, send me a message from my contact page. I’ll do my best to point you to some resources that can help.

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Did You Know There’s a Storm Brewing?

Y’all should know that there’s a storm brewing. My namesake, Chris, is gaining strength down in the Caribbean. The storm’ll probably be a hurricane by the weekend or early next week.

Hurricane Chris TrackDo you think that might be part of the reason things have been so chaotic around our house lately? … Nah. But it is an interesting coincidence, eh?

August tends to be the worst month for Atlantic hurricanes. Katrina was an August storm.

But it is unusual for them to only be getting around to the C name this late in the season. Last year this time they were watching Harvey. Usually the C storm peters out early on and isn’t much worth paying attention to.

I’m going to keep my eye on Chris this year. I suspect she’ll make landfall somewhere near the Texas/Louisiana border sometime late next week or into that weekend.

Here’s to hoping that she ends up being a small storm and doesn’t harm anyone.

US Navy Hurricane Tracking SiteIf you want to have a good source for up to date info on her, click on the button to the right for the US Navy’s hurricane tracking center. I keep that button over in my right side bar all the time because it is a useful resource. You can come here anytime and get to quality Hurricane info.

I don’t use the Navy’s site because I’m former Navy, but because they seem to be the best at predicting where the things will go. Being in the maritime industry, hurricanes are a special interest to me. They can significantly affect my job so I pay close attention.

Over the years I have watched hurricanes through several sites. (I have a whole folder in my favorites for weather. How geeky is that?) I’ve seen that the Navy’s site consistently has the most accurate track prediction out there. So I keep going back to there for my info.

You’re welcome to click through anytime. And if you are on the Gulf Coast, I’d be keeping an eye on Chris myself. At least until we get an idea of where she really is going.

One of my favorite weather passages is in the book of Job where God is giving Job a talking to, kinda reminding Job who he is. When I read the sarcasm that God uses, I can’t help but believe that God does have a really good sense of humor. Check it out.

“Do you know where Light comes from and where Darkness lives So you can take them by the hand and lead them home when they get lost? Why, of course you know that. You’ve known them all your life, grown up in the same neighborhood with them!

“Have you ever traveled to where snow is made, seen the vault where hail is stockpiled, The arsenals of hail and snow that I keep in readiness for times of trouble and battle and war? Can you find your way to where lightning is launched, or to the place from which the wind blows?

“Who do you suppose carves canyons for the downpours of rain, and charts the route of thunderstorms that bring water to unvisited fields, deserts no one ever lays eyes on, drenching the useless wastelands so they’re carpeted with wildflowers and grass? And who do you think is the father of rain and dew, the mother of ice and frost?

“You don’t for a minute imagine these marvels of weather just happen, do you?”

Yeah. I can hear the sarcasm pouring from that speech. Sometimes we just have to be reminded of our place.

We can watch the hurricanes until the cows come home (or get blown away). But at the end of the day there is nothing we can do to change where its wind blows or how hard it hits.

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