travel

lightening the load

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Sounds like something I need to do, lighten the load that is, and maybe that’s something you need to do too? It is easy to get bogged down with life’s cares, worries, demands, trials, hardships, challenges – it seems there is no shortage of things that cause us pain, give us pause or just outright stop us in our tracks and maybe bring us to our knees.

I have just been reading about Paul’s final voyage by sea to Rome. It was not an easy trip due to the fierce storms that arose threatening the ship and the lives of all those on board. One of their solutions was to lighten the load on the ship, hoping this would help the ship to fare better in the storm. This is part of the account of that journey by sea –

“Before very long, a wind of hurricane force, called the ‘northeaster,’ swept down from the island. The ship was caught by the storm and could not head into the wind; so we gave way to it and were driven along. . . . We took such a violent battering from the storm that the next day they began to throw the cargo overboard. On the third day, they threw the ship’s tackle overboard with their own hands.” (Acts 27:14-19)

This seems pretty drastic to me. Didn’t they need the things they were throwing overboard into that stormy sea? Or was their choice between their possessions and their lives? By giving up some of their “things” they were hoping to save their lives. Seems like a reasonable trade off to me. After all, I read these words in Luke –

“What good is it for a man to gain the whole world, and yet lose or forfeit his very self?” (Luke 9:25)

Those on the ship sailing with Paul were definitely willing to part with some things if it meant keeping their ship afloat and therefore themselves alive in the middle of the storm. But the storm continued. They had more choices to make. I read what they did next –

“When they had eaten as much as they wanted, they lightened the ship by throwing the grain into the sea.” (Acts 27:38)

So they continued to lighten the load by throwing overboard whatever was still weighing the ship down. In this case it was food! Now food seems pretty important but if they drowned in the sea, I guess they wouldn’t need the food anyway. Gives new meaning to the phrase “traveling light” doesn’t it?

Which is a goal of mine whenever I travel – to travel light – to travel with as little as possible, just the necessities, so I don’t have a lot of unnecessary stuff weighing me down. So just how much stuff do I need to take with me when I travel anyway? For me, the length of the journey often determines how much I think I will need to carry with me. However, there is also the inevitable “accumulation factor” which I always forget to include in my calculations, meaning I am going to accumulate additional things along the way, whether by my intentional shopping for souvenirs etc. or simply because I will automatically, unintentionally acquire things as I move through life. These will consist of physical things of course, but also of relationships, memories, emotional, mental and spiritual additions that will be added as I continue on my life’s journey.

But what about my life’s journey? It certainly consists of more than just travel by ship as the apostle Paul was doing, or by “planes, trains and automobiles” (a favorite movie title). My life’s journey, as is yours too dear reader, is one that is impossible to adequately pack for due to the fact that I don’t know what lies ahead. (only God does) I can’t possibly know, but it is sure to include all kinds of weather – storms, adversity, mountains, valleys, feast and famine, drought and flood, scarcity and times of plenty. How can I possibly pack for all contingencies that my entire life’s journey will most certainly include?

I think Abraham faced this very same situation. However, he didn’t let worries or indecision over what to pack for his life’s journey stop him from answering God’s call. He just packed it all! I don’t think this is a good example of traveling light but who am I to criticize Abraham? I read this account of Abraham’s response to God’s invitation –

“The Lord had said to Abram, ‘Leave your country, your people and your father’s household and go to the land I will show you. I will make you into a great nation and I will bless you;’ . . . So Abram left, as the Lord had told him; and Lot went with him. . . . He took his wife Sarai, his nephew Lot, all the possessions they had accumulated and the people they had acquired in Haran, and they set out for the land of Canaan, and they arrived there.” (Genesis 12:1-5)

Abraham definitely did NOT pack light! He took ALL his possessions. He even packed people! Besides his wife and nephew, he took “the people he had acquired in Haran” meaning, his servants. Of course, there were no grocery stores along the way, so the fact that Abraham took all his flocks and herds of animals with him on this trip was necessary if they were going to have food to eat as they traveled and food when they arrived at their destination.

Lot also was not traveling light. He had his family, his flocks and herds and his servants with him as well. Because of this, the two men did eventually part ways, going in opposite directions so each of them could have enough land to support their animals and their possessions. I know Abraham had a lot to carry with him because I read this about him-

“Abram had become very wealthy in livestock and in silver and gold.” (Genesis 13:2)

But that was then. Today we have grocery stores and I have a credit card. Surely, I don’t need to carry everything with me as I journey through this life? If I run out of toothpaste, I can find a place to buy some more, right? After all, when Jesus sent His disciples out, He gave them these instructions –

“When Jesus had called the Twelve together, He gave them power and authority to drive out all demons and to cure diseases, and He sent them out to preach the kingdom of God and to heal the sick. He told them: ‘Take nothing for the journey – no staff, no bag, no bread, no money, no extra tunic. Whatever house you enter, stay there until you leave that town. If people do not welcome you, shake the dust off your feet when you leave their town, as a testimony against them.’ So they set out and went from village to village, preaching the gospel and healing people everywhere.” (Luke 9:1-6)

Wow! Now that is truly traveling light! No change of clothes, no credit card, no snack for the road – this required his disciples to completely trust Him and then to obey Him. And they did. So, what travel instructions has my Heavenly Father given me? Well, I read this –

“Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles, and let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us. Let us fix our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of our faith” (Hebrews 12:1-2)

Ok, so there are things I don’t need to carry with me because they are hindering and entangling me – things such as sin and whatever things burden and therefore hinder me in this race I am running, such as fear, anxiety, bitterness, jealousy, selfishness, greed, grief, unforgiveness – the list is long. BUT – these are all burdens I can choose not to carry with me. I don’t have to carry them. There is One who will carry them for me.

“Cast all your cares on Him because He cares for you.” (1 Peter 5:7)

“Praise be to the Lord, to God our Savior, who daily bears our burdens.” (Psalm 68:19)

I am told what to leave behind and I am told what to put on for the journey. Remember going to summer camp and getting a packing list of exactly what to bring? It was always very specific ie bug repellant, flashlight, (batteries) rain poncho, hiking boots, sun screen, hat, canteen, (today’s water bottle) and so on. Nothing extraneous – just essential stuff. So what is essential for me today and every day on my life’s journey? Well, my Heavenly Father has given me the list, and He also provides me with what He asks me to put on and to carry with me for the trip –

“Therefore put on the full armor of God, so that when the day of evil comes, you may be able to stand your ground, and after you have done everything, to stand. Stand firm then, with the belt of truth buckled around your waist, with the breastplate of righteousness in place, and with your feet fitted with the readiness that comes from the gospel of peace. In addition to all this, take up the shield of faith, with which you can extinguish all the flaming arrows of the evil one. Take the helmet of salvation and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God.” (Ephesians 6:13-17)

Throw off everything that hinders and entangles, put on the full armor – ok, I got it! If I follow these directions, I can be confident as I travel through this life toward my eternal destination that –

“And God is able to make all grace abound to you, so that in all things at all times, having all that you need, you will abound in every good work.” (2 Corinthians 9:8)

I already have all that I need! Unlike Abraham, I don’t have to carry it all with me. I can truly travel light. And I can even lighten my load further, by giving my heaviest burdens to my Savior, who has already borne the heaviest burden of all for me, that of my sin. Jesus took that one to the cross for me, so that I am set free to run this life race for Him burden free.

And I will do just that. I will continue to lighten my load as I travel, casting my cares on my Heavenly Father, confessing my sin, forgiving others, generously sharing instead of accumulating – trusting God that I have all that I need in Him.

it is in the lightening of the load that I am set free!

sincerely, Grace Day

wanderlust

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Ever feel like you’re missing out on something big, something important, something that everyone around you seems to know about and participate in except for you? I think this feeling even has a name – FOMO – fear of missing out. Yes, there is an acronym for everything. I wonder if FOMO is common enough these days that it has now risen to the level of a recognized malady, a malady that warrants some form of treatment, whether therapy or medicine.

The reason I bring this up is because I think I may be suffering from a form of FOMO, albeit a very specific subcategory – wanderlust. Wanderlust – “an irresistible urge to explore the world.” If I am honest, I must admit that I have suffered from wanderlust all my life. There is no cure, except perhaps travel. And that is what everyone except me seems to be talking about and doing these days – traveling. I am surrounded by people talking about their upcoming trips and those recounting the adventures from which they have just returned. I love to hear their stories, but this only increases my longing to see the world for myself, to experience its beauty and meet its people.

My being afflicted with wanderlust may explain my uncommon reaction to the classic Christmas movie “It’s a Wonderful Life.” The first time I saw it, I spent the entire time rooting for George Bailey to get out of town and go on his long awaited, long planned, travel the world adventure. But circumstances would intervene and George would always stay to help out his family, his business and his town. I was frustrated. I felt for George. George never got to realize his life-long dream of traveling the world.

Years ago, I affixed a beautiful picture to a wooden plaque with these words on it, “though we travel the world over to find the beautiful, we must carry it within us, or we will find it not.” (Ralph Waldo Emerson) Emerson considered wanderlust a vice, not a virtue, although he did take into consideration the reason for one’s travel. He approved of travel to improve one’s character but said travel to escape one’s sadness or boredom was pointless, because these things stay with us no matter where we travel.

The apostle Paul was always wanting to travel. He had plans to visit many different places as his letters to various churches reveal. But Paul’s travel plans were often interrupted and put on hold when he was repeatedly thrown into prison for preaching the gospel. Of course, this was also the very reason Paul was wanting to travel. He was wanting to preach the good news of Jesus Christ to the gentiles, to those who had not yet heard because they lived in other lands. Paul didn’t have wanderlust. He had God’s call upon him to go and share the gospel with others.

Jonah was another person who did some traveling. However, unlike Paul, Jonah’s travel wasn’t towards something but was actually travel away from something. That’s right. Jonah was running away from God and from the assignment God had given him to go to the city of Ninevah and deliver a message from God to the people living there. Jonah’s travels took him to sea on a ship that was caught up in a storm and Jonah ended up in the belly of a big fish. I guess Jonah thought he could outrun God. But God’s word says differently. King David wrote these words –

“Where can I go from Your Spirit? Where can I flee from Your presence? If I go up to the heavens, You are there; if I make my bed in the depths, You are there. If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, even there Your hand will guide me, Your right hand will hold me fast.” (Psalm 139:7-10)

Whether my wanderlust is a search for God or an attempt to get away from Him, it is unnecessary and futile. God is omnipresent. I don’t have to travel to find Him and no matter where I travel, there is no where I can go where He is not present. I can enjoy God’s presence wherever I am. I don’t have to travel to some exotic place in order to feel close to Him. He’s already here with me. I don’t have to suffer from FOMO. I am not missing anything. God will use me for His good purposes wherever I am, if I am willing and obedient.

Paul fulfilled God’s good and eternal purposes from a prison cell. Jonah called upon God while inside a fish in the depths of the sea and promised to obey God’s instruction to him, this time. (talk about your second chances) Jesus told Peter to follow Him but told John to remain. I know many who are missionaries overseas, but we each are called to minister right where we are. It took an encounter with an angel to show George Bailey all the good that had happened because he had stayed and done what was needed to help his family and his friends.

You and I may not get the movie encounter with an angel, we just have to trust in faith that God is working out His perfect will in each of our lives. Paul wrote this in his letter to the church at Rome –

“And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love Him, who have been called according to His purpose.” (Romans 8:28)

“In all things”. Ok. I guess that means “in all places, at all times” also? In spite of my wanderlust, I can know that what I long for, I already possess. I don’t need to go in search of an elusive “it.” My Heavenly Father’s glorious, sustaining Presence is the same everywhere and it is more than enough!

“Holy, holy, holy is the Lord Almighty; the whole earth is full of His glory.” (Isaiah 6:3)

I don’t have to travel far, I don’t have to travel at all in order to experience the wonder of God’s creation or of His presence. The wonder of the universe that is mine today far outweighs the wanderlust of the world. One lasts while the other fades. The former is eternal, the latter temporal.

sincerely, Grace Day

pitfalls and potholes

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Currently my life is full of both – pitfalls and potholes. Both are plentiful and both are unavoidable. Both make navigating the road ahead of me difficult if not downright dangerous on a daily basis. Of course, this is the season for potholes in my city. The winter’s deep freeze is past, the spring thaw has arrived, the snow has vanished leaving behind the “big reveal” of roads now decorated with multitudes of potholes. It is definitely “driver beware” every time I get behind the wheel of my car these days.

Although I’m sure there are potholes all over the city, one of the worst stretches that I am aware of is on the road right outside my neighborhood. In order to get anywhere, this is the road I must travel, (usually multiple times a day) whether going right or left, in order to drive to work, church, grocery – basically anywhere I need to go, I must first pass through the pothole ridden road that leads to all things.

Navigating my pothole ridden road multiple times a day has become (and continues to be) a significant challenge which I am forced to incorporate into my daily routine. Practice does not seem to be making perfect, however. No matter how many times I travel this road daily, I still have yet to avoid all the potholes successfully. Some of them “get” me every time.

There are several reasons for this besides my lack of driving expertise. First of all, the potholes are multiplying on a daily basis. I must constantly adjust my game plan to avoid the known potholes and to incorporate the surprise new potholes into my updated driving strategy. It’s exhausting! Every day the obstacle course, that is the road, changes, always adding obstacles (potholes), never deleting – always becoming more challenging, never easier.

Potholes are a lot like life’s many pitfalls. Some are deeper than others, making them more dangerous and potentially more damaging to my car. Some potholes seem to grow deeper and wider by the day. Some potholes take me completely by surprise, perhaps because I took my eyes off the road to look at surrounding traffic for a moment or because I was going too fast to adjust to the unexpected pothole at the last minute. Some potholes are simply unavoidable, as are many of life’s pitfalls. The potholes are in my path and unless I move over into the lane for oncoming traffic, (also dangerous) I am forced to drive over the potholes or on the side of the road, which is also full of potholes.

By now, I have noticed that other drivers do go into the other lane if there is no oncoming traffic at the moment, which gives me the courage to follow suite and do the same. Otherwise, if this is not an option, traffic pretty much comes to a standstill in a few spots as cars attempt to navigate the numerous clustered potholes without blowing a tire or damaging their vehicle. It is an impossible obstacle course to navigate. I cannot keep all four of my tires pothole free simultaneously and still move forward. Like traversing a mine field, I hold my breath and proceed with caution.

Potholes on the roads I travel seem an apt metaphor for the pitfalls I encounter on my life’s journey. They are often deep, dangerous, unexpected and unavoidable. And they are more difficult to deal with in the dark. I can attempt to avoid the potholes on my street in the daylight because I can see them coming and make a plan. But in the dark, I am defenseless because I don’t see the potholes until it is too late to avoid them.

Light is essential in dealing with both potholes and life’s pitfalls. Therefore, one of my survival strategies is traveling in the light. But this is not always possible, because at some point each day, the sun will set and it will be dark. However, in my life’s journey I never have to travel in the dark, nor alone for that matter. Jesus said –

“I am the light of the world. Whoever follows Me will never walk in darkness, but will have the light of life.” (John 8:12)

God’s light will certainly help me to avoid many pitfalls and potholes in this life. Light enables me to see them clearly and to go around them rather than falling into them. The psalmist said this about navigating the pitfalls and the potholes that I encounter every day.

“Your Word is a lamp to my feet and a light for my path.” (Psalm119:105)

I have God’s Living Word to show me the way safely around and through all life’s pitfalls and potholes, of which there is definitely no shortage! I wish my journey was easier, my road smoother. I find myself wondering why my street hasn’t been repaired yet. Why haven’t all these potholes been filled, making the street safer for us all? Miraculously, my Heavenly Father does do that for me and for you, too, dear readers. He’s been in the building better roads business for centuries. Consider what He says in Isaiah –

“This is what the Lord says to His anointed, . . . I will go before you and will level the mountains; I will break down gates of bronze and cut through bars of iron.” (Isaiah 45:1-2)

Pretty dramatic – I’d be happy just to have the potholes filled. But there’s more –

“I will lead the blind by ways they have not known, along unfamiliar paths I will guide them; I will turn the darkness into light before them and make the rough places smooth. These are the things I will do; I will not forsake them.” (Isaiah 42:16)

How comforting! How reassuring! Just what I long for – His presence with me, His light guiding me and the rough places now smooth! My Heavenly Father is with me, rescuing me daily from the pitfalls and the potholes that are a part of my daily life, an inescapable part of this life. BUT – He is also busy preparing something better – I just need to hang on!

“Comfort, comfort My people, says your God. . . . Every valley shall be raised up, every mountain and hill made low; the rough ground shall become level, the rugged places a plain. And the glory of the Lord will be revealed, and all mankind together will see it. For the mouth of the Lord has spoken.” (Isaiah 40:1 & 4-5)

no more pitfalls, no more potholes

sincerely, Grace Day

walking on what?

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What if I told you I was walking on water yesterday? That’s right – I went water walking. Well, ok, full disclosure, the water was frozen, so it was actually ice I was walking on. Although, having walked on said ice without sustaining any falls or injuries, I consider this no less a miracle than walking on water. I found myself wondering, however, if this is what it feels like to go glacier walking?

One of the rules of glacier walking is that you never walk alone, but always in the company of others. Fortunately, I wasn’t alone as I “glacier walked” the sidewalks and the streets of this inner-city neighborhood. My intrepid, all weather, prayer walking partner was with me. Due to below freezing temperatures, the snow and ice have remained on our streets and sidewalks, although there are now increasing patches of pavement between the “glaciers” that still flow across most of the sidewalks and streets that comprise our prayer walk route.

As my friend and I picked our way carefully across the stretches of ice and snow in our path that we were forced to cross in order to get to the next patch of visible pavement, it occurred to me that people actually pay money to do this, walk on snow and ice, that is. Glacier walking is a real thing in places such as Iceland and Alaska. There is a whole tourist industry built around doing just this. Of course, the scenery is a bit more dramatic on actual glaciers, being full of ice towers, deep ice caverns, waterfalls and beautiful views.

The ice patches (or mini glaciers) we encountered on this particular morning weren’t that deep, definitely not as dangerous, but still just as challenging for us to walk across. (in my opinion) Perhaps it is because my friend and I were not properly prepared for glacier walking on this morning or on any morning for that matter. We were not equipped with the essentials of glacier walking which include crampons, rope, a climbing harness, a helmet and an ice axe. We had none of these things. Neither of us had even so much as a walking stick to steady us, nor did we have special shoes. We were totally unprepared for glacier walking.

BUT – we were prepared for prayer walking. Before setting out on our prayer walk this morning, my friend and I had suited up with all the essentials that we would need. How did we know what to put on and what to take with us? Our instructions are given to us in Ephesians chapter six.

“Put on the full armor of God so that you can take your stand against the devil’s schemes. . . . Therefore put on the full armor of God, so that when the day of evil comes, you may be able to stand your ground, and after you have done everything, to stand.” (Ephesians 6:11&13)

Interesting, the goal is to stand. That was certainly my goal as I was glacier walking on this cold morning. My goal was to keep from falling, to remain upright. My goal was to stand. Our instructions continue –

“Stand firm, then, with the belt of truth buckled around your waist, with the breastplate of righteousness in place, and with your feet fitted with the readiness that comes from the gospel of peace. In addition to all this, take up the shield of faith, with which you can extinguish all the flaming arrows of the evil one. Take the helmet of salvation and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God.” (Ephesians 6:14-17)

So my friend and I found ourselves glacier walking while wearing full armor. Seems cumbersome and counterintuitive at best. But, I gotta say, having the sword of the Spirit is even better than having an ice axe. The sword of the Spirit cuts through anything. Here’s how the sword of the Spirit is described in Hebrews – (remember the sword of the Spirit is the word of God)

“For the word of God is living and active. Sharper than any double-edged sword, it penetrates even to dividing soul and spirit, joints and marrow; it judges the thoughts and attitudes of the heart. Nothing in all creation is hidden from God’s sight. Everything is uncovered and laid bare before the eyes of Him to whom we must give account.” (Hebrews 4:12-13)

Sounds like the sword of the Spirit is sharper than any ice axe, so I guess my friend and I were in possession of the more powerful of the two weapons. And our footwear? (which is pretty important when one is walking on ice) My feet and my friend’s feet were custom fitted with “readiness” – perhaps readiness to face and to flourish in any situation – even glacier walking? At any rate, we were bearers of the gospel of peace – a large load to carry in treacherous terrain such as we found ourselves traversing. A weighty message, the gospel, yet inexplicably light, a joy to carry. Must be why Jesus told His followers –

“Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For My yoke is easy and My burden is light.” (Matthew 11:29-30)

That’s how we ended up glacier walking in the first place, my friend and I. We are servants of the gospel, commanded NOT to keep this Good News to ourselves but to share it freely, just as it was freely given to us. And so sometimes we find ourselves walking in places that are not always easily traversed. There are deserts and oceans to cross, and valleys and mountains and rivers to ford and sometimes even glacier walking is necessary. No one ever said following Jesus is easy. BUT following Jesus is the ultimate adventure. Jesus told His disciples this –

“If anyone would come after Me, he must deny himself and take up his cross and follow Me. For whoever wants to save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for Me will find it. What good will it be for a man if he gains the whole world, yet forfeits his soul? Or what can a man give in exchange for his soul?” (Matthew 16:24-26)

One translation of “must deny himself” says – “you must give up your own way.” That’s how I ended up glacier walking with my friend early on that cold weekend morning. Left to ourselves, we would have been asleep, warm and indoors. BUT – I wouldn’t trade our slippery, semi-perilous, very cold, praying, glacier walking time for anything. Better to be about my Heavenly Father’s business than my own, even if I end up walking on ice!

sincerely, Grace Day

pursuing their package

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Amazon delivered my package right to my front door. All I needed to do was to open my door and bring my package inside. It was literally waiting outside my door for me to open up and let it in. The shepherds had a similar experience with their gift delivery. The announcement of the arrival of their Savior came complete with instructions on how they could access their gift. The angel of the Lord told the shepherds,

“Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; He is Christ the Lord. This will be a sign to you: You will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger.” (Luke 2:11-12)

Their gift was waiting for them, not too far from where they were. BUT – with the Wise Men, or Magi, as they were called, it was different. The Magi received the announcement, not from an angel, but from a star appearing in the sky, letting them know that God’s gift had been given, that their gift had been delivered, however, not exactly to their front door. Far from it, actually.

No, in order to receive their gift, the Wise Men would have to travel. They would have to embark on a journey without knowing how far or how long they would be traveling. But the Magi, or Wise Men, really wanted to receive God’s gift to them. They were willing to go to great lengths to see for themselves God’s gift to the world, His Son, Jesus. To this end, they traveled from the east to Jerusalem, following the star in pursuit of God’s gift –

“After Jesus was born in Bethlehem in Judea, during the time of King Herod, Magi from the east came to Jerusalem and asked, ‘Where is the one who has been born king of the Jews? We saw his star in the east and have come to worship him.’ When King Herod heard this he was disturbed, and all Jerusalem with him. When he had called together all the people’s chief priests and teachers of the law, he asked them where the Christ was to be born. ‘In Bethlehem in Judea,’ they replied, ‘for this is what the prophet has written:’ (Matthew 2:1-5-)

The Wise Men then continued on their quest, leaving Jerusalem and heading to Bethlehem, determined to find, to receive and to worship God’s gift to the world, His one and only Son. Their story continues –

“After they (the Wise Men) had heard the king, they went on their way, and the star they had seen in the east went ahead of them until it stopped over the place where the child was. When they saw the star, they were overjoyed. On coming to the house, they saw the child with His mother Mary, and they bowed down and worshiped Him. Then they opened their treasures and presented Him with gifts of gold and of incense and of myrrh.” (Matthew 2:9-11)

The Magi really had to go out of their way to behold and to receive God’s gift to them personally. Theirs was a long and costly journey, taking them far from the familiar comfort of their homes. But they did not take God’s gift for granted. They followed the star God provided and pursued the package which had been delivered on that glorious night when the heavens opened up to the shepherds and the world received its much needed, long awaited Rescuer.

The Magi weren’t content just to hear about the One who had been born King of the Jews, they wanted to actually meet this child personally and have the opportunity to worship Him. After all, this child had been given to them, too, even though they lived in a land which was a great distance from where God’s gift was delivered. Remember what the angel told the shepherds –

“But the angel said to them, ‘Do not be afraid. I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all the people. Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; He is Christ the Lord.’ ” (Luke 2:10-11)

The angel said the good news was for “all the people.” That means the good news and the accompanying great joy were intended for the Magi as well as for everyone else. God’s gift to each and every one of us had been delivered and no one was left out. Some just had to travel a little further than others to receive their gift from God.

Now that the gift has been given, each of us has to decide what we will do with God’s gift to us of His one and only Son. The Magi went way out of their way to track down and to receive the gift that God had delivered to the world. But not everyone was as delighted with God’s gift nor as determined to receive it. John says this about Jesus’s arrival –

“He came to that which was His own, but His own did not receive Him.” (John 1:11)

Jesus was delivered to their front porch, but they did not open the door. They did not even attempt to invite Him in or to make room for Him. Jesus was relegated to a stable. Even so, there were those like the Magi who were watching and waiting for God’s gift. When they saw God’s birth announcement in the sky, they left everything behind and set out in pursuit of their package, determined to receive what God so graciously had given.

When the Magi finally found their already delivered gift, Jesus, they celebrated, they worshiped and they bowed down in gratitude to God. Today, as I put away my Christmas gifts, I have to ask myself – what am I doing with God’s gift to me? Am I truly celebrating that my package has been delivered? Am I truly thankful to receive this unmatchable gift from God? Am I truly worshiping my Savior and my Lord, like the Magi did when they finally found their gift?

“And this is the testimony: God has given us eternal life, and this life is in His Son. He who has the Son has life; he who does not have the Son of God does not have life.” (1 John 5:11-12)

The gift has been given. The package has been delivered. Time for you and for me to pursue our package. Today I will celebrate, I will worship and I will thank God for His gift to me.

“Thanks be to God for His indescribable gift!” (2 Corinthians 9:15)

“For God so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life.” (John 3:16)

This is not a package I want to leave on my front porch. This is a package worth pursuing at all costs, just like the Magi did.

sincerely, Grace Day

the detour

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I didn’t expect it yesterday and I definitely didn’t expect it again today – but there it was, again – the detour. The road was blocked. I couldn’t get through. I would have to find another way to get to my destination. Maybe not a huge problem for people with GPS, which is most everyone, actually. But for me, being GPSless, and in unfamiliar territory, an unexpected detour is a problem.

Being forced to make a quick decision, I turned left, no longer heading toward my destination, no longer in familiar territory. Searching for the first opportunity to turn right and head again in my desired direction, I found no such opportunity for quite some distance. When I did finally turn, I felt like I was pretty far off course. I was driving by a large park, which I entered at the next turn, promptly becoming even more lost, if that is possible? Are there degrees of lost? Can you be only a little lost as opposed to completely lost? At any rate, I didn’t know which way to take to get me back on the road I was on originally – the road that would eventually lead me to my desired destination.

But at least my surroundings were beautiful. I was in a park on a sunny fall day. Maybe I should just enjoy the detour and forget about my intended destination? Detours can do that, you know. If they are distracting enough, detours can cause you to forget where it was you were headed in the first place. But not today. I was determined. I would not let this unforeseen, unplanned detour, deter me from my desired destination. So what now?

I was at a “T” in the road, unsure which way to turn. (did I mention that I am naturally directionally challenged?) Fortunately, some people were walking by just then, so I rolled my window down and asked them for directions. They were happy to oblige and thanks to their good directions, I was able to find my way through and out of the park and back onto the road I needed to take me to my destination.

No longer lost, I felt relieved to be back on a familiar road. But I had some time to make up. After all, a detour is -“a long or roundabout route taken to avoid something . . .” I had avoided the runners/walkers participating in the charity event taking place, which is why the road was blocked off in the first place. However, my alternate route proved to be the very definition of “detour” – being both long and roundabout.

At the time, I thought this was just a one day event. So I was very surprised to encounter the same roadblock, at the same place, necessitating another detour the next day. I was put to the test. Would I remember the route I had taken only yesterday, which, though longer and definitely roundabout, did eventually get me back to my original road? I entered the park, recognized soon the place where I had asked directions the day before, remembered what those directions were, followed them again and – success! I came out on the road I recognized! I was no longer lost!

I felt like a conqueror. I think that’s because I didn’t panic, or give up, or turn around and go home due to my fear of getting lost. I didn’t let the detour deter me from reaching my ultimate destination. That’s how I feel about life’s detours – those obstacles, (life’s roadblocks) challenges, hardships, changes in circumstances, all those unforeseen, unplanned things that happen in life, which force me to take detours that I did not choose – I don’t want these detours to keep me from my intended, ultimate destination.

This is a continual challenge for me, because my life is full of detours. Maybe yours is too? But I have decided not to let any of these detours deter me from my destination. Not easy for someone directionally challenged, like myself. I so easily lose my way. It doesn’t take much of a detour to confuse me, confound me and carry me away from where I am desiring to go. When I was lost in the park, I wasn’t sure which way to go. All the roads looked equally inviting on such a beautiful fall day. I felt I was experiencing what the writer of Proverbs meant when he said –

“There is a way that seems right to a man, but in the end it leads to death.” (Proverbs 14:12)

How could I possibly know the outcome of each road? Only God knows “the end from the beginning.” I’m glad I humbled myself that day and asked someone who was familiar with the park for directions. I might have gone further off course if I hadn’t asked for help when I did. Reminds me of some more good advice from Proverbs. I am told to –

“Trust in the Lord with all my heart and lean not on my own understanding; in all my ways acknowledge Him, and He will direct my paths.” (Proverbs 3:5-6)

I may not have GPS (which I hear can sometimes give less than the best directions?) but I do have God’s word to guide me through all of life’s detours. I can let Him “direct my paths.” When I lose my way, I turn to the One who is “the Way” –

“Jesus answered, ‘I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through Me.’ ” (John 14:6)

And that’s where I’m headed. That’s my destination, the Father – my Father, my Heavenly Father. I’m headed to His house. He’s preparing a place for me there. I have accepted His invitation. I don’t want any detour to keep me from showing up. I don’t want to get lost, distracted, deceived, captured, or waylaid in any way while on my life’s journey to my home in heaven. He’s waiting for me there. He’s expecting me. Jesus promised –

“In My Father’s house are many rooms; if it were not so, I would have told you. I am going there to prepare a place for you. And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back and take you to be with Me that you also may be where I am.” (John 14:2-3)

I’m definitely headed home, but so many detours seem to slow my progress, whether by distracting me or by causing me to become hopelessly lost. Then I can end up wandering aimlessly, kind of like the Israelites wandering in the desert all those years. Still, I know that even in life’s detours, I am not alone. King David knew this to be true – must be why he wrote these words –

“Where can I go from Your Spirit? Where can I flee from Your presence? If I go up to the heavens, You are there; if I make my bed in the depths, You are there. If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, even there Your hand will guide me, Your right hand will hold me fast.” (Psalm 139:7-10)

Truly comforting, my Heavenly Father travels with me on each and every detour I take. Sometimes I may be lost, but as Job says –

“He knows the way that I take; when He has tested me, I will come forth as gold.” (Job 23:10)

I feel like I encounter at least one detour daily, but often multiple detours. Not all are detours of the physical road experienced in a car. There are detours of the mind, heart, will, time and treasure which leave me equally lost, alone and afraid. Remembering that my Heavenly Father is with me during these detours, gives me the courage to continue in order to find my way back to Him.

During these detours, I find myself agreeing with Job. I don’t panic and lose hope because I remember this promise from Romans –

“And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love Him, who have been called according to His purpose.” (Romans 8:28)

God works all things for good! even detours! I’ll try and remember that next time I have to take the longer, more roundabout route, aka. “the detour”

sincerely, Grace Day

HOA related PTSD – part two

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In my previous post I mentioned that I occasionally suffer from HOA inspired PTSD, usually triggered when I receive one of their “love letters” in the mail, which are always very formal and truly foreboding. My most recently received letter concerning an overgrowth of weeds in my turf, triggered memories of letters past, such as the one I received in the not so distant past (at least not distant enough to no longer be remembered) about my mailbox. Now my mailbox was and is regulation, meaning it meets HOA requirements, and was in good condition. The problem? The numbers and letters of my address on one side of the mailbox were somewhat faded by the sun and I guess this was unacceptable to my HOA.

This was a violation that needed to be corrected, hence the letter I received. I considered my options carefully. I could paint over the numbers and letters on the questionable side of the mailbox BUT what if the color didn’t match exactly the color on the other side? Would I receive another letter for noncompliance with mailbox rules? Ok, I could paint the letters and numbers on the other side of my mailbox at the same time, with the same color, so they would match, BUT what if this color didn’t match exactly the color on the mailboxes of my neighbors? Would I then get another foreboding love letter from my friendly HOA?

What to do? We are all required to purchase our mailboxes and the posts that hold them from the same vendor or company to ensure uniformity. There are no choices we have to make regarding color, shape, height of post, style of lettering and numbers, materials used, etc. There are no deviations allowed. Uniformity is key. My HOA obviously does not have a DEI officer on the board. I deduce this from the fact that there is no diversity, only uniformity when it comes to mailboxes and other rules such as no grass over four inches high, (see previous post) no dandelions etc.

Although, I must admit they are getting the equity part down pretty well. We purchase our mailboxes from the same place, getting the same thing. No upgrades or additions are allowed. All our mailboxes are the same and therefore they are all equal. No mailbox is fancier, prettier, or more interesting by virtue of being a different color or design or decorated differently so as to stand out from the other mailboxes. This effectively eliminates “mailbox envy syndrome” which, if left untreated, can lead to discord, unrest and potentially worse in the neighborhood.

So, my HOA is just looking out for me and my neighbors by eliminating sources of competition and envy among us before they can occur. I will have to find other ways of expressing my individuality, since I can’t do it through my mailbox choices. HOAs tend to favor compliance over creativity. No ostentatious yard displays of any kind permitted. Tasteful landscaping is preferred for all and HOA rules apply equally to everyone. (well, except in the case of my neighbor’s plentiful dandelions, as it appears they were not included in the “excessive weeds in turf” letters) I’m sure it was just an oversight because my HOA is nothing if not inclusive. I’m certain they did not mean to exclude my neighbors from the mailing of the “weed” letters. It was just an unfortunate oversight.

Sometimes my HOA related PTSD is worse than at other times. Usually triggered by the receipt of one of their “corrective” letters, it can then linger as I anticipate with dread when the next letter might come. It’s not good to live one’s life “waiting for the other shoe to drop” or for the next HOA letter to arrive. There’s got to be a better way or a better place. Well, maybe not in this life, but there is hope for a future free from PTSD of any kind. I read about this in Revelation where it is described in these words –

“Now the dwelling of God is with men, and He will live with them. They will be His people, and God Himself will be with them and be their God. He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.” (Revelation 21:3-4)

This sounds like a place where I want to live! No HOA needed. Nothing to cause me or anyone else “mailbox envy syndrome” or any form of PTSD. The grass probably just maintains itself at the proper, approved height. No warning letters need ever be sent out to the residents who dwell with God. And I don’t have to wonder if they’ll be a place for me when I get there. I have Jesus’s promise on this. He told His disciples –

“In My Father’s house are many rooms; if it were not so, I would have told you. I am going there to prepare a place for you. And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back and take you to be with Me that you also may be where I am.” (John 14:2-3)

This is great news! There is a place waiting for me in eternity. I will not be alone either. Jesus said specifically, “that you may be where I am.” And you know what I think? I bet my Heavenly Father will let me decorate my place that He is preparing just for me, any way I want. It won’t have to look like my neighbors’ places. There will be no HOA in heaven! No more vaguely threatening legal letters striking fear into my heart. There will be diversity of design and of decor!

Just by looking around at the infinite varieties of flowers or of trees or of birds or of animals in general, I can know that our Creator loves diversity and creativity and individuality. And since we are created in His image, we too naturally crave creativity, individuality and the diversity that naturally results from our individual, creative pursuits. And it’s an all inclusive place that’s being prepared for you and me, dear readers. No HOA rules or regulations to exclude us from our eternal residence in our eternal neighborhood. God’s invitation is open to all!

“For God so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life.” (John 3:16)

The place that is being prepared for me sounds like a really great place – a place where I am included, a place where I can be myself, the person God created me to be. Actually, I’ll be the best version of myself since God’s corrective and creative work in me will be completed when I move into my new place. Paul reminded the Philippians of this in his letter when he said –

“being confident of this, that He who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus.” (Philippians 1:6)

So my HOA related PTSD will no longer exist when I at last inherit and inhabit the place my Heavenly Father is preparing for me even now. I bet they don’t even have mailboxes there – no need for them. And I won’t have to worry about what will happen to me in fifteen days if my compliance with the current HOA letter’s concern is not complete. Beyond that, I truly can’t imagine just how good is the place my Heavenly Father is preparing for me, although I am given this heads up –

“No eye has seen, no ear has heard, no mind has conceived what God has prepared for those who love Him” (1 Corinthians 2:9)

I can’t wait! BUT – in the meantime, you will be relieved to know that I did purchase a new mailbox, rather than attempt painting over the address on my current, perfectly good mailbox. Hopefully, I am now in good standing with my HOA, and I pray this continues. But one never knows when the next foreboding letter informing one of gross dereliction and of the resulting dire consequences will arrive in my now HOA compliant mailbox. Soon, just going to the mailbox will trigger my PTSD. BUT I have hope. I am looking forward to the fulfillment of this promise from God –

“Behold, I will create new heavens and a new earth. The former things will not be remembered, nor will they come to mind. But be glad and rejoice forever in what I will create, for I will create Jerusalem to be a delight and its people a joy. I will rejoice over Jerusalem and take delight in My people; the sound of weeping and of crying will be heard in it no more.” (Isaiah 65:17-19)

looking forward to my new address,

sincerely, Grace Day