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Remember that song by The Go-Go’s? Vacation all I ever wanted, vacation had to get away… Well, that’s what we’re planning. Yep. Selling seashells by the seashore, well, not really but you know what I mean. We’re planning a respite, a rest time, a break, a little peace. I bet a lot of folks are doing that this time of year.

Planning a getaway gives me a little heartburn. You see, I’m a very structured person. I’m sure you never would have guessed, I do hide it well, right? In case you didn’t know, I’m slightly ADHD, (yes, I have the papers to prove it), but only slightly. My mind is constantly moving at this frenetic pace, and in order to keep up with it, or manage it, I need structure. Most folks love vacations because they are anything but structure. A break from the grind. A time to do whatever you want, whenever you want, however you want. No alarm clocks, no bedtimes. A time to see new sights, hear new sounds, do new things. Nevertheless, a vacation, a getaway is a time to rest. Rest from the pressures of work. Rest from the chores of home. Rest from the running. Although sometimes we need a vacation to recooperate (get it?) from our vacation, don’t we?

The Bible talks about rest, you know. Remember what God did after creating creation? He rested. No, he didn’t plan a trip to rest, he rested because His work was complete, done.

On the seventh day, having finished his task, God rested from all his work. And God blessed the seventh day and declared it holy,
because it was the day when he rested from his work of creation.
Genesis 2:2-3

Then there’s the Promised Land. The land of rest. The ultimate vacation, right? The land flowing with milk and honey.

Today you are doing whatever you please, but that is not how it will be when you arrive in the place of rest the Lord your God is giving you. You will soon cross the Jordan River and live in the land the Lord your God is giving you as a special possession. When he gives you rest and security from all your enemies, you must bring everything I command you – your burnt offerings, your sacrifices, your tithes, your special gifts, and your offerings to fulfill a vow – to the place the Lord your God will choose for his name to be honored.
Deuteronomy 12:8-11

After 40 years of wandering on an 11 day journey, I can see why a rest was in store. The Promised Land was meant to be a place of rest. Remember, milk and honey? How’d that turn out for them?

Ah, but there’s another rest described by the writer of Hebrews:

For this Good News…only we who believe can enter his place of rest.
Hebrews 4:2-3

We can go to the beach, on a cruise, to the mountains, to Europe, wherever, but our rest can only be found in Him. If we want rest, if we want peace, we don’t need to go on vacation. That rest and peace is ours right here on earth.

This new place of rest was not the land of Canaan, where Joshua led them. If it had been, God would not have spoken later about another day of rest. So there is a special rest still waiting for the people of God. For all who enter into God’s rest will find rest from their labors, just as God rested after creating the world.
Hebrews 4:8-11

A special rest. Who doesn’t want that? In fact, Jesus made it possible for all of us to have that special rest. In fact, Jesus is planning the vacation, only it’s not for just a week or so. It is eternal. It is not just a vacation to rest, it’s a rest for life!

There are many rooms in my Father’s home, and I am going to prepare a place for you.
John 14:2

A rest where we will find true rejuvenation, relaxation, refreshment, rest, peace, for all eternity. The ultimate, never ending vacation. A rest with the most spectacular heavenly views.

This letter is from Paul, chosen by the will of God…
1 Corinthians 1:1

Paul, an apostle of Christ Jesus by the will of God…
2 Corinthians 2:1

Paul, an apostle – sent not from men nor by man, but by Jesus Christ and God the Father , who raised him from the dead –
Galatians 1:1

Paul, an apostle of Christ Jesus by the will of God…
Colossians 1:1

Paul, as apostle of Christ Jesus by the command of God our Savior and of Christ Jesus our hope…
1 Timothy 1:1

Paul, an apostle of Christ Jesus by the will of God…
2 Timothy 1:1

Paul, a servant of God, and an apostle of Jesus Christ for the faith of God’s elect and the knowledge of the truth that leads to godliness…
Titus 1:1

A servant, an apostle, by the will of God…Paul’s introduction. In all these letters to the Churches he starts with his name – Paul; his reason for being – apostle, servant; his appointment — by the will of God. Paul was who he was, doing what he was doing, by the will of God. Think about that for a minute. Are we who we are, doing what we’re doing, by the will of God? Paul was divinely appointed, by the will of God. Every child of God, that’s you and me, has a divine appointment. Are we fulfilling our divine appointment? Yes, I’m sure you have a divine appointment. God’s chosen people always do, you know.

What does that look like in my life, in your life? What is our name; our reason for being; our divine appointment?

So, anyway, back to the will of God. What is the will of God?

I urge you, first of all to pray for all people. As you make your requests, plead for God’s mercy upon them, and give thanks. Pray this way for kings and all others who are in authority, so that we can live in godliness and holiness. This is good and pleases God our Savior, for he wants everyone to be saved and to understand the truth.
1 Timothy 2:1-4

For all men to be saved. Short and sweet. Not all complicated like we make it. Unfortunately, not all will be saved. Why? Because we’re not perfect? Because we don’t know the secret handshake? Because we haven’t checked all the boxes? Because we haven’t followed all the rules? No!!! Because we have rejected God. Our sin is the rejection of God. But, Jesus Christ took care of our sin. His blood has made us perfect. Hallelujah! What a Savior! But if we reject God and fail to accept Jesus as our Lord and Savior, we are told very plainly what the consequence are…

Think how much more terrible the punishment will be
for those who have trampled on the Son of God and have treated the blood of his covenant
as if it were common and unholy.
Such people have insulted and enraged the Holy Spirit who brings God’s mercy to his people.
For we know the one who said.
“I will take vengeance.
I will repay those who deserve it.”
He also said,
“The Lord will judge his own people.”
It is a terrible thing to fall into the hands of the living God.
Hebrews 10:29-31

Yikes!!! God so much wants for all to be saved that he is a long-suffering God.

The Lord is not slack concerning his promise, as some men count slackness; but is longsuffering to us-ward, not willing that any should perish, but that all should come to repentance.
2 Peter 3:9

Longsuffering – long, patient endurance. He has waited for us despite our challenging Him, despite our lack of cooperation, despite our lack of acceptance, despite our outright rejection. He has endured all of that so that the “all” should come to repentance. Not just a few selected ones, or a few goody goody ones, or the nice ones, or the ones who get it right (not I!). His will is that all come to Him, so He’s waiting…

That whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have eternal life.
John 3:15

For God sent not his Son into the world to condemn the world; but that the world through him might be saved.
John 3:18

And He has supplied a means for us to come to Him. You see, it’s not something we can do, it’s something He has done!

For my Father’s will is that everyone who looks to the Son and believes in him shall have eternal life, and I will raise him up at the last day.
John 6:39

It is His will that everyone who looks to the Son shall be saved! And what’s the Good News?

I have not lost one of those you gave me.
John 18:9

That’s the Good News! Not one! True believes, those who have made a sincere commitment to Christ cannot be lost. Not a single one. John tells us. Paul tells us. Peter tells us. Jesus tells us! That’s the will of God! That none be lost.

So, back to the divine appointment…what is our divine appointment?

Therefore go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing then in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, and teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you. And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age.
Matthew 28:29-30

Do we stand outside the ark and not go in? Not walk the ramp to salvation, to eternity. Are we on the outside looking in? Just maybe we think we don’t need to get in the boat. Maybe we’re afraid to walk the ramp.

Do we stand behind on the shore by the sea, the chariots approaching, but we’re afraid to step onto dry land that was once wet. Maybe, we’re afraid to take the step.

Do we stand before the altar and refuse to give in? Are we willing, if asked, to give up our ways, our wants, our desires? We are asked, you know, to sacrifice our ways for the only Way. Maybe, we’re afraid to offer the sacrifice.

Do we stand in the desert afraid to unpeg our tent in this world and drive our pegs into eternity? Maybe, we’re afraid of the Promised Land.

Do we stand at the manger, afraid of becoming part of the nativity? Afraid to admit that the baby laying there is the Savior of the World. Afraid to acknowledge that we need saving? Maybe, we’re afraid to believe.

Do we stand outside the Temple unable to hear the boy-King? So many worldly voices calling our names that it’s hard to distinguish the voice of God. Not giving credence to His teachings. Not wanting to hear. Maybe, we’re afraid of knowledge.

Do we stand in the tomb of the dead, afraid to come out on that fourth day when called by our weeping Savior? Maybe, we’re afraid to be raised from the dead.

Do we stand in back of the crowd and watch as He heals every kind of sickness and disease from within and yet not seek hearing? Maybe, we’re afraid of The Cure.

Do we stand in the back of the line hiding so we’re not seen? Afraid of being called His child. Afraid of leaving the old life behind. Maybe, we’re afraid of being chosen.

Do we stand in the room watching as the supper is passed? All of our brothers around. Not fully understanding. Asking the wrong questions? Maybe, we’re afraid of what we don’t understand.

Do we stand in the crowd as He is handed over, afraid to speak? Afraid of being related, connected to Him. Are we afraid of what others will say – do? Maybe, we’re afraid of rejection.

Do we stand before the cross as Jesus dies, and not see the life? Afraid the cost is too high. Afraid of our unworthiness. Maybe, we’re afraid of commitment.

Do we stand before the tomb? Afraid of what we’ll see. Afraid of the death inside, and our dying outside. Maybe, we’re afraid of death.

Do we stand before the Risen Lord? Speechless. Afraid of His love. Afraid of our lowliness. Maybe, we’re afraid of life – eternal life.

Maybe, we’re afraid …

…to get in the boat?
…to step foot onto dry land?
…to offer the sacrifice?
…to enter the Promised Land?
…to believe?
…to know who He is?
…to be raised from the dead?
…of The Cure?
…of being chosen?
…of what we don’t understand?
…of rejection?
…of commitment?
…of death?
…of life – eternal life?
…of Jesus?

Maybe…Where do you stand? What are you afraid of? Jesus requires an answer. We cannot just stand. We cannot remain immobile. Not answering is an answer. Maybe, instead of standing, we need to bow. Bow at the foot of the cross, looking to the Only One who can help us stand. What will it take for us to stand? To stand as resurrected people beside the resurrected One so that every day is Resurrection Day?

Murder. I know, we’re not supposed to speak of such things on Easter Monday, the day after Resurrection Day. But we shall. Afterall, isn’t that what happened last Friday? A man was murdered. Oh Beth, you and your coarseness. You call it coarse, I call it direct. But, in order to not be swayed, which we humans are so easily, we must acknowledge things for what they truly are. The truth is a man was murdered.

But the Lord said, “What have you done?
Listen – your brother’s blood cries out to me from the ground!”
Genesis 4:10

The very first murder. Who are the players? Yes, Cain and Abel. Up to this point in the story of Jesus, we have only heard about four folks – Adam and Eve, and their children Cain and Abel. They had many more children, after all their job was to populate the earth. The only other one we know by name though is Seth. Back to the murder, Adam’s act in The Garden paved the way for the death of his son. Knowing how we feel about our own children, that’s a heavy thought, isn’t it?

God witnessed this act of violence, like He does all the violences in the world today, including Good Friday’s. “What have you done?” That’s the question for Cain. Cain may have tried to make explanation, maybe not. Listen…the voice of thy brothers blood cries out to me from the ground!

Does blood speak? Does blood cry out? Does blood have a voice? Most certainly. So, what is blood? Blood is fluid in the body that carries nutrients and oxygen to the cells and carries waste away from those same cells. Glaze over. I’m not a micro person, but that’s how I understand it. It’s kind of funny. Blood is one of those things I thought I understood until I read the definition. My understanding of blood was a little more dummied down – blood is life. You don’t have blood, you don’t have life. That wasn’t in any of the “official” definitions. Ok, whatever, I’ve gotten a little off track. Back to murder.

So we move from the first murder to the last murder.

When the Roman officer who stood facing him saw how he had died, he exclaimed,
“Truly, this was the Son of God!”
Mark 15:39

This wasn’t the last murder ever, but it was the last murder before new life. What’s she talking about? We must understand death before we can understand life. This death led to life. He had to die so we could live. The opposite of murder is to preserve. He lost His life so ours could be preserved for all eternity. His murder and death were different from any we’ve ever heard about.

…they laid Jesus there.
John 19:42

Early Sunday morning…the stone had been rolled away from the entrance.
John 20:1

He didn’t stay dead! He arose!

You followed God’s prearranged plan. With the help of lawless Gentiles,
you nailed him to the cross and murdered him.
However, God released him from the horrors of death and raised him back to life again, for death could not keep him in its grip.
Acts 2:24

Death could not hold Him! If it had, there would be no new life, only a dead man in a tomb!

You have come to Jesus, the one who mediates the new covenant between God and people, and to the sprinkled blood, which graciously forgives instead of crying out for vengeance as the blood of Abel did.
Hebrews 12:24

Yes! Blood does have a voice. Blood does speak. His blood flowed red in His death so that my sins could be made white in new life. Red washed white. Jesus’s blood does not cry out for vengeance as Abel’s blood did. Jesus’s blood cries out for forgiveness! Jesus’s blood cries out life!

Resurrection Day!  Easter Monday!  Celebration of Eternal Life Day!

Hallelujah! What a Savior! 

I am thirsty.
John 19:28

After Jesus’ speaks He was offered wine. This sour wine was a cheap wine that the Roman soldiers drank while waiting for those crucified to die. Thinking on the wretchedness, cruelty, and heinousness of that day, they drank the wine not so much to celebrate as to dull their own pain. Can you imagine being a Roman soldier and your job was to crucify people? Goodness, so many thoughts on that statement.

Today’s Good Friday. That’s an oxymoron. Think about it. Did you ever wonder why they call it Good Friday? Was Good Friday all that good? After a night of torture, that would have ended the life of the best of men, the man is hung on the cross to die. Murdered.

Another oxymoron. The One who was thirsty on the cross is the resurrected living water.

“If you only knew the gift God has for you and who I am, you would ask me, and I would give you living water.”
John 4:10

Jesus reveals that He is the living water. He is the Messiah. He is the only one that can satisfy our thirst. He is the only one that can provide eternal life. He had to die on the cross in order to do that.

Thank the Lord that we know the rest of the story. Thank the Lord for the rest of the story. Good Friday is followed by Easter Sunday. The day of resurrection. Followers of Christ know that the cross means nothing without the resurrection. The cross without the resurrection is just a dead man in a tomb. A dead man in a tomb leaves the world thirsty. The resurrection allows for an eternal well springing up to eternal life.

“But the water I give them takes away thirst altogether. It becomes a perpetual spring within them, giving them eternal life”
John 4:13-14

The events of that day are so difficult for me to think about, to look at, that I can only look at them in flashes, in blinks, for to gaze on those events full on causes my mind to shut down. Your’s too? But, look we must. How else will we see the Living Waters?

I’ve been doing a little reading about the Easter story. It’s that time of year, you know. That sounds a funny thing to say, doesn’t it? Maybe I shouldn’t be thinking of it that way. We tend to holiday-ize some Bible events, don’t we? Christmas and Easter are the easiest to secularize and as a people we’ve done an outstanding job of it. Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny. Not a criticism, just an observation. I’m speaking for myself, I’m currently all bunnied up and have gotten supplies for the egg hunt too. But the down and dirt about it is that the birth of Jesus and the death and resurrection of Jesus are not secular events. I must not forget. The Easter story begins with death and ends with life. We have to understand the death in order to understand the life.

Then they sat around and kept guard as he hung there.
Matthew 27:36

Crucified. Were you there when they crucified my Lord? Does that cause you to tremble, tremble, tremble? Me too. I know why the world has turned Easter into a parade. It’s awful to think about a man hanging on a cross. Give me the bunny. It shocks the senses to think about folks hanging out just waiting for Him to die. Let’s hide some eggs. Secularizing Christian events makes them more bearable, more palatable. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, living for Jesus is definitely not for the squeamish.

When I think about those who “sat around,” I wonder what they were thinking. Crucifixions were not uncommon so they may not have been too affected by it. Maybe they thought nothing – just another crucifixion. Desensitized. Maybe they thought about their market list. Maybe they thought about watering the animals. I know what you’re thinking – she’s so inappropriate, so crass, but let’s just be honest. Let’s call a spade a spade. If we can’t look at the crucifixion for what it was, we can’t look at it for what it will be. Do we think of the crucifixion for what it was? Harsh, cruel, horrific.

Then Jesus shouted out again, and he gave up his spirit.
Matthew 27:50

Dead. The sinless One. Died because we are the sin-full ones. Do we think of it that way? In my stead. In my place, the spotless lamb. If you know Jesus, not just the name, death is not the end, actually, it’s just the beginning.

“I know you are looking for Jesus who was crucified. He isn’t here! He has been raised form the dead, just as he said he would happen. Come, see where his body was lying.”
Matthew 28:5-6

Resurrected. The real Easter story. The beginning of a life of eternity. The key to all things Christian. Just as He promised – I will come again. Just as He promised, we will be resurrected to eternal life.

I want to look at it a little differently this Easter go around. I want to remember that Easter is not just a celebration of the spring season, but a celebration of the new life. I want to remember that His death led to my life. I want to remember that His death took the place of my death – here on earth and for all eternity. That’s a very long time.

There’s nothing wrong with celebrating Easter with bunnies, eggs, bonnets and all. But, if we forget about what happened at the cross, the crucifixion, and His death, and we fail to see the resurrection, it’s just another secular holiday. We must be Resurrection Day folks. People who celebrate the life that led to death, that led to life eternal. Yours, mine and all who will receive. We must live as  people who realize it’s not about the bunny, it’s all about the Lamb!

We were blessed to find a beautiful piece of property, right across the road from our house. The perfect spot. The perfect location. It has these beautiful fields out lined with wooded areas. The worst-best and I walk there often, praying and eating dirt.

The property is prime farmland. We aren’t crop farmers so we decided to rent it to someone who is – Farmer J. He plans on planting corn, winter wheat, and soy bean on a rotational basis. We’re very excited about it, it’s going to be so good for the soil. I know it’s funny to think about it like that. Good for the soil. We live in a world where land’s best use is to put in another restaurant, strip mall, or office building.

Farmer J came and met with us and said he was interested in planting crops on the land. In addition to soil testing, fertilizer (P.U., no kidding), and spraying aggressive weeds, Farmer J asked about pushing the edges back where the woods were encroaching on the fields – easier on the equipment and more crop space. We were all for him “cleaning it up” a bit and I thought a mow along the edges would probably be good for the fields and help contain the wooded area. We talked about the process and came up with an arrangement that was a win-win for both of us – or so we thought.

The rehab started. The manure was spread – my poor neighbors! Lime was dusted to help correct pH levels, and the push back along the edges began. When the push back began a few days ago it sounded like full out excavation.

So we went on a field tour yesterday to see what progress looked like. What!?! Wait!?! Something is not right. Along the edges of my beautiful wood lines were felled and uprooted trees. I cried. Not just a slipping tear, a full out ugly cry. I came unglued. Not just unglued, I went Tammy Faye. Parts of my beautiful wood line lay in carnage. To me it was a scene of destruction. To a farmer it was an expansion of crop space. Tony calmly told me that that’s what pushing back the edges meant. I said I had no idea that’s what it meant or I wouldn’t have agreed to it. It seems that everyone understood what the rehab agreement was, except me. In my idealic mind I thought pushing back the edges meant mowing a path or something, I don’t know what I thought it meant, but it wasn’t what I saw. I didn’t understand. Tony calmly walked back to the house and contacted Farmer J.

Farmer J graciously and mercifully agreed to remove pushing back along the edges as a term of agreement. I am so grateful. You see, this property is a place of solace for me. I can walk and don’t have to think. No distractions, except when a bunny leaps out and the worst-best tries to tear off in hot pursuit. It’s a place where all seems right with the world. It’s my peaceful place. A place I can worship the Creator in His creation.

Now that I’m reglued and can think a little clearer about the situation, boy can I see the lessons in this. First off, I am responsible for what I understand, for what I know. What’s she talking about? I was wrong. This issue wasn’t lack of advisement on the part of Farmer J. I mean, he did what he said he was going to do, push back the sides. And that’s what he did. In a world where one thing means another and another means something else, I just didn’t understand it literally. I should have. He was not wrong. I didn’t understand what Farmer J meant about pushing back the edges. I assumed I knew what he meant. He meant what he said. I was wrong.

…that they truly know me and understand that I am the Lord who is just and righteous, whose love is unfailing, and that I delight in these things. I, the Lord, have spoken!
Jeremiah 9:24

God’s desire is that we truly know and understand who He is. Not just that we think we know who He is, or think we understand His character, but that we truly know. Assumptions in this case are deadly.

All Scripture is inspired by God and is useful to teach us what is true and to make us realize what is wrong in our lives. It straightens us out and teaches us to do what is right. It is God’s way of preparing us in every way, fully equipped for every good thing God wants us to do.
2 Timothy 3:16-17

He gave us the formula for understanding right there. The Scriptures. He took the guesswork out of it for us. We don’t have to assume anything about God, He made it very clear in His Word. If we don’t understand the Scriptures it is not because they were written to be unclear. It may be that we’re not open to hearing what they are really saying. It may be that we think we know what they mean and that we don’t need to find out what they mean. Again, assumptions are deadly. The Spirit will teach an inquiring heart.

My second lesson was the gracious and merciful way in which Farmer J agreed to stop pushing back the edges, to stop the destruction. Farmer J’s grace and mercy stopped the destruction of the woods. He had every right to continue to push back the edges, that was the agreement. Now I’m not comparing Farmer J to God, but doesn’t this sound a little familiar? Grace and mercy are what keep us from eternal destruction.

But God is so rich in mercy, and he loved us so very much, that even while we were dead because of our sins, he gave us life when he raised Christ from the dead. (It is only by God’s grace that you have been saved!) For he raised us from the dead along with Christ, and we are seated with him in the heavenly realms – all because we are one with Christ Jesus.
Ephesians 2:4-6

There can be no misunderstanding here. It is God’s mercy (withholding what we do deserve) and grace (giving what we don’t deserve) through Jesus Christ His Son that saves us from eternal destruction. Any assumption to the contrary is deadly

Look out the kitchen door and what do I see? Two cute horses staring at me! They are amazing creatures and they are trying to get our attention. They will look at the house then look at the field, longingly, kind of like hey (haha) look out there…You see, it’s springtime and they know it. The birds chirping, the trees blooming and most importantly to them, the grass is growing. We keep them in the front field during winter so that they don’t destroy the good fields. We feed them hay over the winter, and when the grass starts coming in, they start getting antsy. They go around their field covering every square inch snatching up any little blade that pops through. They hunch down on their two front legs as low to the ground as they can go, and crane their necks under the fence trying to get any morsel they can. The grass is always greener on the other side of the fence, right?

Anyway, they alert us to Spring. When we turn them out on those crisp mornings, they no longer run for the hay, they run to the gate. What’s behind that gate? Fields of grass. Beautiful, sweet, succulent grass. Who wouldn’t long for that? You can always tell a grass fed horse by the size of their girth. They usually start running to the gate about the first week of March. They’re usually not out fully on grass until the first week of May. That’s a whole lotta yearnin’ goin’ on.

Because horses have sensitive tummies, yes, the gigantic oafs do, we have to wean them onto grass. The new grass is a little too rich on their stomachs and a horse with a belly ache is dangerous and expensive. So, when Farmer T says that the grass looks good, we start turning them out a little at a time. Our habit has been to put them out for a few hours each evening for about a week. Believe it or not, their bellies have timers. About evening time they go to the gate, look at the house with those beautiful, pleading eyes, then look at the field, the house, the field, the house, the field. They will do this for hours. They get a little uptight, a little impatient. They push on the gate, trying to get to the other side, trying make something happen.

Here’s the thing. We fully plan to put them out at just the right time. They don’t understand that if we put them out full time right away, it could be dangerous for them. They don’t understand the method to our madness. They don’t understand the plan. In fact, they don’t even know the plan. So, they look at us with those pleading eyes, go to the gate, and get a little testy for weeks, until we answer the call to open the gate, putting the plan into action.

As I was fussing with them and telling them to be patient, they had to wait until just the right time, that they shouldn’t be anxious or frustrated with our failure to respond to their pleading to open the gate, and that they shouldn’t be pushing on the gate trying to open it themselves, that they have to trust us with the plan, it hit me. I must be a horse!! Don’t you see it? I have a girth thing going on, I’m a pleader, I get anxious and frustrated, I try to push to make things happen before their time, I don’t wait until the plan is revealed. You too? Yes!

The Lord is probably trying to give me the same speech I give the horses. Why is that? Because I don’t listen. Because I want my own way. Because I’m afraid of His plans for me. Because I want to run headlong. Because I’m impatient. The because list could go on for quite some time. But, look what He says:

“The truth is that you will be in Babylon for seventy years. But then I will come and do for you all the good things I have promised, and I will bring you home again. For I know the plans I have for you,” says the Lord. “They are plans for good and not for disaster to give you a future and a hope.” Jeremiah 29:11

He says He’s got a plan for us. He says that we have to hang back for a bit, but then all His promises for good will be realized. We know that and yet we’re like the horses. Longing, anxious, pushing to make things happen, when we have no idea what His plan is. But we can know for sure that His plans are for good.

Be glad for all God is planning for you. Be patient in trouble, and always be prayerful.
Romans 12:12

So, with whatever it may be in our lives, we must commit to His plan, even though we may not know what it is and in the meantime be patient and prayerful. Otherwise, we may have a tummy ache that could be dangerous and expensive. I’m definitely a horse!

Do you always follow your gut? No, I’m not talking about to your fridge. We most all could answer that with a resounding, Yes! I’m talking about listening to your innards, those deep seated feelings, your inclinations, the sways of thoughtfulness.

What’s she talkin about, you say? I’m talking about following the little voice inside. The other day a friend of mine couldn’t decide whether or not to go to another friend and comfort them when they’d heard some sad news. I don’t want to intrude. I don’t want to upset them. I don’t want to do the wrong thing. I don’t want to say the wrong thing. We’ve all been there and we have all ended up doing nothing. Just like we don’t follow through on those hugs we mean to give, those cards we mean to send, the calls we mean to make, the visits we mean to schedule. Not a criticism, just an observation of me. Sometimes we just don’t listen to our gut. Does it matter? I think probably. You see, I think we could be missing out on the worship and the blessing by not following our guts.

Have you ever considered that when His children follow their gut on the kindesses of life those acts are viewed by God as acts of worship, that they bring honor to God? Kindnesses by unbelievers are just that, kindnesses. Those kindnesses cannot be acts of worship if they are not done by worshipers. It doesn’t mean those acts are not kind. It means that those acts are not intended for His glory.

So he got up from the table, took off his robe, wrapped a towel around his waist, and poured water into a basin. Then he began to wash the disciples’ feet and to wipe them with the towel he had around him.
John 13:4-5

God’s children following their gut in serving others, in any capacity, is always worship. Do you think Jesus had an agenda when he attend the Last Supper? Do you think he said: “Ok, after the meal’s second course, I’m going to stand up and take off my robe, wrap a towel around my waist, pour the water into the basin, and then I’ll wash the disciples’ feet and then wipe them off with a towel?” I may be completely wrong, but I don’t think it went down like that. I think Jesus looked around, had a stirring inside, in His gut, for the people He loved. He didn’t just think about it being a nice thing to do, He acted on it. Can you imagine how God must have felt as He watched from the heavenly realms this act of service, this act of love?

Whatever you do or say, let it be as a representative of the Lord Jesus, all the while giving thanks through him to Go the Father.
Colossians 3:17

As Christians, all of our lives should be about the business of serving others. We were born sinners so we were not born with that natural inclination to be about others. Our natural inclination is to be about our own business, worshiping ourselves. Ouch! We rarely follow our gut because we don’t have time – our lives are so full of the things “we” need to do; we forget – our lives are so full of the things “we” need to do; we don’t have the energy – our lives are so full of the things “we” need to do; and frankly, we don’t have the desire – our lives are so full of the things “we” need to do. Hmmm…. But, remember our rebirth, our changed spirits – it’s no longer about the “we” but about the He.

“For even I, the Son of Man, came here not to be served but to serve others, and to give my life as a ransom for many.”
Matthew 20:28

Those acts of service can only be accomplished if we are guided by the Spirit, who works in our gut, in our core, in our splankna (yes, that’s a word). The urge to anoint a friend for healing, follow your gut. The impulse to make that phone call, follow your gut. The desire to reach out and give that hug of reassurance, follow your gut. The compulsion to stop by a friend’s house, follow your gut. The overwhelming impulse to reach out to another, follow your gut. Those are Spirit nudges that result in acts of worship. And those Spirit nudges are blessing makers. Following through on the spurring of the Spirit, on the goading in your gut will always result in blessings, even when you don’t see it.

Heard a gut moment the other day: A friend had an overwhelming urge to buy her friend an Easter dress. My friend followed through on that unquenchable idea that kept running through her head all the way home from work. Off to the mall. Unfortunately, the dress didn’t fit. However, my friend suggested that her friend’s daughter try the dress on. It fit perfectly. The daughter responded with gratitude and also advised my friend that she now had a dress she could wear to the prom. You see, the daughter was going to the prom and she had no dress to wear. Following through on the gut produced an immeasurable blessing for a young girl, and a powerful opportunity to draw close and witness. If we follow through on our inside inclinations of kindnesses, God smiles.

Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make your paths straight. Proverbs 3:5-6

The oddest thing just happened. Walking the worst-best this morning, hearing all the morning sounds, I had a thought. No, me having a thought is not the oddest thing, but the thought I had was. It was a reveal, an epiphany, it was a “the more” moment, from Unbelief.

Each morning, before the real day gets underway, I start thinking about what’s on the day-tap. You know, I start making my day plans, my daily to-do list. I’m sure you do that too, right? Every good planner does. But, yesterday, it was pointed out to me that I was going about it all wrong. The thing about it is that I didn’t realize it until this morning.

It goes like this – a group of us have been praying for God’s direction in a particular matter. Seeking His guidance on which way to go, next steps. You’ve been there too, I’m sure. Anyway, in talking with a friend, I spoke about an idea I had to make a phone call that may bring about a resolution to the particular matter, to take next steps regarding the particular matter. After our phone conversation she sent me this:

STOP TRYING TO WORK THINGS OUT before their times have come. Accept the limitations of living one day at a time. When something comes to your attention, ask Me whether or not it is part of today’s agenda. (Jesus Calling, Sarah Young)

STOP. I didn’t shout out those words, Sarah did. Sometimes He has to shout at us to get our attention, doesn’t He? He’s got my number, man. He knows the frenetic pace at which my mind moves after all, He is my Creator. So, I read it and promptly texted my friend and said what do you think? Should I make the call or not? The response:

Have you asked Him if it’s part of today’s agenda?

KAPOW! Why didn’t I see that? What’s the big deal about this, you say? The agenda part. You see, I’m all about planning my daily agenda, oh sure, I pray as I go along, but rarely, if ever, do I stop and ask what His agenda is for my day and most assuredly I don’t ask Him before I make my list. That’s what He pointed out this morning. As we’re walking along planning my day, I gotta do this… I gotta do that… Get this done… You know the drill, your day-list is probably a mile long too, the words of yesterday came into my mind. AHA worst-best. I plan my days without a thought to what God’s plan for my day may be. I start working out what needs to be worked out many times before I even have to.

“The more” parts are several. The more I stop trying to work things out, the more I can see how powerful He is to work them out. The more I accept living one day at a time, the more I must depend on His provision for those days. The more I ask Him and expect Him to answer, the more I may see the answer. The more I seek, the louder He speaks.

Another funny thing I realized is that I had to have the lesson before I could put it into practice. What? He taught me, then He taught me where to apply it. The lesson was Friday. I didn’t understand the lesson completely until I started carrying on with my life on Saturday. See? I plan my day-agenda in the mornings. Saturday, He brought to mind the lesson I had learned on Friday (oh, how quickly we forget), which is to first seek His day-agenda for me. You see, anything I put on my agenda for the day will be everything less than what He has planned for me for the day. By not seeking Him about the day, we limit what can happen in the day. Why? Because we rely on what we have in mind, we rely on what we think needs to be done, we rely on our own power to accomplish our to-do lists.

Now glory be to God! By his mighty power at work within us, he is able to accomplish infinitely more than we would ever dare to ask or hope.
Ephesians 3:20

Paul’s prayer of praise lays it all out, doesn’t it? He is able to do immeasurably more than we ask or even imagine. Think about that. We have some pretty vivid imaginations, don’t we? But God is able to do an unmeasurable amount more than we can even imagine. If He is that powerful, doesn’t it only seem right that we should seek His will for our days? His day-plans for us can be more than anything we can dream up!

When I think of the wisdom and scope of God’s plan, I fall to my knees and pray to the Father, the Creator of everything in heaven and on earth.
Ephesians 3:14-15

Do we think of the wisdom and scope of God’s plan or do we think only of our own plans? He created the heavens and the earth and everything in it. Just think what He could do with our days, with our lives, when we consult Him on the to-dos of our days. His immeasurability can only be found in His plan, in His agenda.