A Flat Tire and Getting Free 4-22-09


Saw a person on the side of the road today changing their tire like they knew what they were doing. It surprised me… I’m sure only a few minutes after I passed them they were done and back on with their day.

Made me think of life.

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Bible Devotions

Lead Us

Isaiah 40:31 But they that wait upon the LORD shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint.

father and daughterMy friend Mike has a little girl, Alaina. Now Alaina is only two years old but she is very self sufficient. She plays in her room by herself and even will go to bed without anyone knowing.

Imagine Alaina taking her daddy by the hand and leading him into her bedroom to play. She could take him to wonderful spots where her favorite toys are. She could have as much fun as she knew how to. But, let’s imagine that her daddy, Mike, wanted to take her somewhere special. Alaina might be uncomfortable with that. She might even pitch a fit. But unknown to Alaina her daddy can take her to many amazing places like the park, or the local pool, or even to the beach.

This is what happens when we choose to lead our own time with our Father God. He will go with us to familiar places and entertain our simpleness. But, He longs to take us to bigger more glorious places.

Why do we resist? Scripture tells us that those who wait on the Lord will gain new strength. Why not get in the presence of the Father and let Him lead us where He wants. We can do what ever He wants. His ways are better, His thoughts are higher; the conversations he leads are harder to understand but they teach us Godly things.

So may we let Him be God so He can train us in His ways. And may our lives become more like His as a result.

Bible Devotions

Love Till’ it Hurts

God loved people enough that He sent a part of Himself, His Son, to us[1]. This Son this God in flesh was a man who was grief-stricken[2]; all He saw broke His heart. He was weighted down with sadness and sorrow so much so that He constantly had to spend time with Father God[3]. When one of His friends died He cried in public… imagine that Godlove_tat crying in public[4]. At one point He even speaks over the city in a longing hunger to give her the love she needs[5].


He loved so deeply that it caused pain and suffering before His death, and as we all know, it was His brutal death that freed us to have salvation and ultimately to have Him in our hearts[6]. So He abides in us and makes His home in us[7], yet we spend our time checking each other out, getting disgusted at how poor others are. We spend time frustrated that they could be so dumb.  


Folks, I’m first in line to admit my fault here, so why not get behind me and pray what Paul longed for, to know the suffering of Jesus Christ[8].

Jesus’ heart melted like wax within Him[9]. He loved so much that it caused pain. We have those folks all around us that need that type of love. We have to step up.


So may our hearts grow and abound in love. May judgment be left to the Creator[10] and may we participate in the type of compassion that mandates suffering.

[1] John 3:16

[2] Isaiah 53:3

[3] Matthew 14:13

[4] John 11:35

[5] Luke 13:34

[6] John 17:23

[7] John 14:23

[8] Phil. 3:10

[9] Psalm 22:14

[10] Matthew 7:1


Blessed are the Desperate and Needy

Once again a team of prayer warriors and me supported a yearly Christmas event presented by a local church we have ties to. The event is in service of many homeless folks who are bussed in from many surrounding counties, they are served a hot meal and are entertained by many talented and beautiful children. (For more details on this event, last year I blogged concerning it and titled it The Christmas Story and Betting Your “Donkey”.)

homeless-signThis year we arrived just as the men and women were being served there meal. Our team was mostly strangers to this church so there was a little bit of awkwardness in the air as we arrived, but soon the Holy Spirit let us know that we were welcomed. We touched base with our contact and popped in to the room where the event was going on. Then we marched with purpose to the chapel of the church where we cut on a light and began to intercede.

The next hour was spent praying passionately and mysteriously insightfully about the ins and outs of the event. After we released all of the prayers that God had placed on our hearts and minds we gleefully and expectantly walked back down to the room where the excitement level was high and where the attention and focus of the guests was supernatural. The presence of the Lord was so rich you could reach out and feel Him in the air. This is why this event is so close to my heart. Because it is so close to the heart of God.

For the next couple of hours we watched as kids and adults a like presented there gifts to these men and women who had been down on there luck. Every song or dance was cheered. Every word spoken to evangelize was powerful and penetrating. This event is like no other in that way, The Lord seems to cup His hand and preserve the activity of this event.

As we expected the event climaxes towards the end with a sober and bold invitation for those who desire can receive prayer. This is where my people and I go to work… Hands were raised and petitions were made. God seems to honor our willingness to receive help from Him. In fact I believe that that is the difference between those who walk closely with God and the others. Our neediness.

I prayed for a few men with raised hands then I began looking for eyes that showed me that they wanted prayer. Those are the ones who help me to know that God is very present. One man was visibly broken for the rest of the evening after our encounter with God. But that was not the best part of my night.

The best part was as I was walking around the people prayerfully watching and waiting for God to reveal whom He was calling me to. A couple of ladies got my attention and one pointed to a young child sitting in her lap. As she began to explain what she wanted prayer for, that the little boy’s mom had just went to the emergency room, the little boy who told me his name was Joe-Joe reached out his hands for me to pick him up. So I picked him up and set him in my lap. He was okay with being with me and just as I felt led I began to bless that 2 year old tiny boy. I prayed that he would be a man of God and that He would grow to know Jesus Christ as Lord, I prayer that he would be strong, and that he would grow up and take care of his mother. Then Joe-Joe and I prayed for his mother together as he was very much engaged in our prayers and in his blessing. After those few moments, I handed him back to the women and stumbled away dumfounded by the opportunity to minister to such beautiful people.

With the same expectancy I had prior to stepping on to the church campus last night, I expect to one day be informed of how Joe-Joe grows up to be a man of God who will help make the World a better place for me and you. Call it ignorance or hope but I call it faith and it’s not faith in myself or in my prayers, it is in the God who put the powerful words in my mouth to pray. To God be the Glory for using such simple people to perform such mighty deeds. May the simple continue to dumbfound the wise.