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A friend drove me to do my weekly shopping, but by the time we got there all the handicapped spots were occupied. (Many of you know I have to use a walker, so even grocery shopping is a chore.) As we pondered whether she should circle around to drop me at the door then go find a place to park, a car began to back out across the way, right near the entrance. I immediately lifted my hands. “Thank you, Lord.” My driver agreed.
I recalled someone asking me if I truly thought God did little things like provide parking spots. My reply? “Why not give God the glory?”
Then, in my Bible reading I ran across Psalm 34. It starts out with a phenomenal faith statement: I will bless the Lord at all times; his praise shall continually be in my mouth. (vs.1)
At all times? Not just when I think He has shown me favor? Would I say “thank you, Lord” if the only parking spot had been 100 yards away and my friend had not been able to take me? Would I have blessed Him when the pain shot down my leg and my foot scraped the ground as I tried to hobble back to my car after a half hour of walking through grocery aisles because all the scooters were being used? Would I thank Him if I’d gotten to the register and discovered some hacker had drained my account when my refrigerator had an echo in it and my cupboards were bare?
Paul put it a different way in his letter to the Philippians. Rejoice in the Lord always. I will say it again: Rejoice! (4:4). Always. In every circumstance. Good or bad.
I don’t think it means we shouldn’t get angry in response to injustice. Yes, we may feel frustration. Our heart may jolt at a strange sound or coil at a perceived danger. It is in our nature to react. But we shouldn’t let it gnaw the edges of our faith.
A singer in an older Christian contemporary song states that whatever happens in life has already passed through God’s hands. Very true. He knows long before we can. And He is always there, ready to make it a lesson for us. Ready to send helpers to comfort us, and His Spirit to guide us. Even in bad times, “God is good all the time”, as the chant states.
Today, I found a lesson from God in a parking slot and a psalm.
Dearest Lord, I will try harder to live out Psalm 34:1 and Philippians 4:4. If King David, who had to run for his life and hole up in caves, or Paul who suffered whippings and Roman prisons, could, why can’t I? Forgive me when I do not acknowledge You moving in my life. Amen.
I am writing to you, dear children,
breeze of mercy flow over us long enough to where we believe anew that He really can forgive us and still loves us, in spite of our messes.

One hour. 60 minutes. One 24th of a day. We cherish it when it comes to sleep time. We become anxious if we have to wait that long. And often we waste it on things like TV, social media…even worry as we pace the bedroom floor in the moonlight.
among the scraggly olive trees and cry out to His Father. And His disciples? Snoozing. He’d asked them to stay awake and pray for one hour.
Do you use filters? We have become more and more conscious of the contaminants in our environment.
Have you ever had a spiritual high, only then to slide into the valley at lightening speed? You come home from a fabulous spirit-filled retreat and discover the water heater burst and flooded the house, or the entire family contracts the stomach virus, or you get an IRS audit notice in the mail. Why Lord? Couldn’t You have let me feel great for just a while longer?
Perhaps because our faith is forged in trials.
Have you ever watched a bulldozer dig a path? Flat ground and grassy plains can hide rocks just below the surface. Toe jammers. Ones that you can’t see and may make you stumble.
Jesus, Peter found himself in situations that our Lord used to mold him into eventually becoming the leader God knew he could be. Several times he stumbled, and it hurt. But in the end, God purposed it.
When she saw the indescribable, she slapped her hands to her face as her eyes widened. “Words fail me.”
as fresh as new ink dripping from a quill. People have marked them, highlighted them, memorized them, pondered over them, but most of all relied upon them.
Happy Boxing Day! Traditionally, the day after Christmas was when the lord of the manor let his staff have the day off, and gave them year-end presents to share with their families as a thank you for the year of service to his family. Today, Christmas Day is reserved for immediate family, but Boxing Day is a day for gifting to friends, co-workers, employees, and neighbors. It’s a time of sharing and saying thank you.

