“What Are You Worried About?” – Part1: Bird Brains

“Jesus said, ‘So I tell you to stop worrying about what you will eat, drink, or wear. Isn’t
life more than food and the body more than clothes?
LOOK at the birds…”
Matthew 6:25-26

Jesus was out in the countryside on a high grassy hillside with a great view of the Sea of
Galilee. This had not been a publicized event, with spotlights, cameras, or even chairs. He just seemed to enjoy getting out of town and taking a breather from the crowds. He clearly found Nature to be His favorite setting to connect with His Father. . . alone.

Of course, somebody told somebody that He was there, and soon a huge crowd of people
headed to see Him. As word began to travel of this “Jesus-Sighting,” they came from
everywhere. From His high place beside the sea, according to experts on sound, the acoustics would have been amazing.

God’s people had a rough life under the brutal rule of Roman occupation. Nobody was “safe.”

That kind of life changes you. You never know when you’re being watched, or being reported to the authorities. The dangers were part of everyday life, and you never knew when or what might happen at any moment. “Normal” was danger and fear. “Worry” was like breathing.

Whatever brief reprieve Jesus probably needed was not going to happen. Not on this day. And He used the situation to speak into the lives of the people sitting on that mountainside
overlooking the Sea. It was a huge crowd. And it would be quite certain that their “Occupiers”were becoming aware.

Jesus’ words were not only good, but needed. “Stop worrying” is not easy for people living in a constant situation of danger. It affects everything in your life. There is no “safe place.” There is no certainty of what danger may come to you or your family. How do you even sleep at night?

In that setting, Jesus used common things of everyday life to remind these traumatized people that their God was Present. He was with them. He is involved in even the most “insignificant” details of their lives. Everybody could see a bird everyday, anywhere, whether a Roman soldier was standing there or not. God uses small things in our lives to remind us of His Presence, His care, His knowledge of what was and what is and what is to come.
If His Eye is on the needs of a sparrow. . . He’s absolutely got His Eye on you.

So many OOP’s

“You, O Lord, are good and forgiving,
Full of Mercy
Toward everyone who calls out to You.”
Psalm 86:5

David was clearly going through a rough time. I can picture him with his head in his hands,
downcast in his heart. alone, and very sad. We don’t know what was going on in his life, but he was doing what he often did . . . going to God and pouring out his heart. He was feeling
oppressed and needy. He was also aware that he could not fix the situation that was weighing on him so heavily. He was reminding himself of the truths of God’s character that he had learned from his own experiences with Him, since he was a little boy.

We all have those rough times in our lives, and we handle them in our own ways. I tend to pull away from people, primarily because I don’t want to make somebody else feel pressured to help me. I usually turned inward and tried to work through my problem alone.

Maybe David did
something like that, too. We don’t know. But this glimpse into his heart gives us a hint of where he turned with his times of sadness. He turns to God.

David specifically mentions that God is good. Is that what you believe? It sets the stage for
David’s foundational mode of viewing God and how He relates to us.
God is good. . . just as a father or mother wants only good things to come to their
child…shielding them from the bad. A good father protects, provides, has good plans for
his children, and is always watching out for their good.
God is forgiving. Children are always in a learning mode. They want to try things, do
things they see others doing, and chase after what they want, good or bad. Children try
a lot of things . . . some good, some bad. Those early years of exploration of their world
come with a lot of mistakes…messes….disasters…and ‘ow-ee’s. There are lots of
sheepish “I’m sorry’s” in the mix. In God, there is always forgiveness for failures.
God is full of Mercy….for everyone who asks. He knows our human weakness. We
can look into our own hearts to consider what He is like….and how He has treated you
personally, and all of humanity. We humans don’t always show mercy to those who
have hurt us. But God does. David’s simple, short list exposes how he sees God’s
heart and His response to our failures.

May we continue to grow in these beautiful qualities that God models for us, His children.

God’s Practical “Short List”

“Wash yourselves! Become clean!
Get your evil deeds out of my sight.
Stop doing evil.
Learn to do good.
Seek justice.
Arrest oppressors.
Defend orphans.
Plead the case of widows.”
Isaiah 1:16-17

It’s not unusual for Believers to genuinely desire to do things that will please God and help to build His Kingdom during our time on earth. Everywhere we look (if we’re really looking) there are opportunities to get involved in “ministry.” God-followers usually sincerely desire to know what they can “do” as they walk through life in relationship with Him.

Long, long ago, God spoke these words to His prophet Isaiah. The people who had come to
faith through Isaiah’s messages needed some guidance of the practical applications of their faith. Isaiah was the key “voice” for that.

Partnering with God begins with focus and work on their own lives . . . our hearts and actions. God gave these words to Isaiah to pass along to the people who were choosing to follow God. The message applies to all people who have chosen to follow God throughout the ages. Including, you and me.

● First, there’s a mess to clean up in our own lives. “Wash yourselves” is very practical.
There are obvious things we each can identify that we know we can clean up by our own
choices. If we keep going to the mud puddle and splashing in it, we’re going to keep
getting muddy! “Step away from the mud puddle.”
● Once you’ve left the Puddle, and had your bath, you probably need to clean up your
room. The traces of the dirt you’ve dragged into your room will need to be cleaned up as
well, so that it will be most useable for its true purpose.
● Then God lays out some practical priorities from His own heart . . . tasks and service that
He entrusts us to do:
●Seek justice. Actively identify injustice, and step into the wrongs with actions
that help to stop or weaken its effects on people’s lives.
●Arrest oppressors. Don’t look the other way. Look for ways that you can stop or
at least slow down or disrupt the actions that are hurting other people.
●Defend orphans. Our cities are filled with children and youth who do not have
adults in their lives who are watching out for them . . . protecting them . . .
involved and investing in their lives. They are in the schools, in government
services, in care facilities . . . Their birth parents may still be living, but the children are largely “on their own.” Maybe it’s a neighborhood child who would
love to have a safe place to go after school for a little while until their parent gets
home from work. Maybe it’s through foster care. Maybe it’s simply giving a
single parent some “pause” in their 24-hour, 7 days a week parenting role alone
in their home.
●Plead the case of widows. Widows, by their very “title” , had a husband who had
married and cared for her needs. And then he died. There are new
vulnerabilities, complications, and needs which had previously been handled by
her husband. Those needs continue. His death has created an entirely new
reality for the widow….new realities which her loved one had always handled.

Thousands of years ago, God brought these priorities to the attention and responsibility of God’s people through his prophet Isaiah… from His own Heart. He saw these earthly “special vulnerabilities” of life, and used His Prophet Isaiah to bring them to the attention and active involvement of His people. God did not give a layout of a “program” to handle these realities…He brought it to the attention of His Own people. There are the practical details of the needs of the people that He Sees….He Cares about, and He cares.

But God chose to use His people . . . His followers….to be involved as His Hands, His Heart,
and His Feet to care for the priorities of His most vulnerable created ones.

“Learn to do good” becomes a reality. Begin with the specific examples He gave.

All is Well

“How beautiful on the mountain
are the feet of the messenger who announces,
‘All is well.
. . .God rules as King.’ ”
Isaiah 52:7

A “new year” . . . a new chapter in our lives . . . and we don’t know what has been written for us . We may have already written some events in our new calendars . . . events that are always marked on the same date, no matter the year. But, typically there are more blank dates, and we do not yet know what is to come.

God’s people were awaiting news of the battle in which dearly loved family members were
fighting. There were no electronics for communications of how the battle was going. All that they could do was wait, pray, and watch for the runner who would appear on the crest of the mountainous barrier beyond which their loved ones were fighting for them.

That’s a very tough situation, a reality we all face in life. Situations beyond our control come, we long to intervene and “fix” the problem. But usually, it’s not truly in our own hands.
We just have to wait in our own silence for those things we carry in our hearts and minds to
change. . . for better or worse.

Isaiah knew what that was like. His people knew that experience well. The only news they had was the appointed runner who had to experience personally the battle, gather the information, and then carry the news back to his people. Climbing up the mountainous ridge would not have been easy, but essential. He knew that his people were waiting . . . watching for him. And everybody would drop everything they were doing when he reached the top and came into view.

All eyes…all ears would be attuned to what he would say. His words would be echoed by the
voices of those who were posted at a nearer distance to him when he appeared atop the ridge.

Everything would stop, as God’s people turned their full attention to hear the Message. In
silence, they gave their full attention to hear the words. . . words of life? Or words of death?

The Runner waited for the silence, knowing that the news he would announce could spell life or death in the lives of his people. This would not be easy. . . physically, psychologically, and emotionally. . . whatever he was about to report. It is a heavy, serious matter to speak words that may be of death or life for those listening.

Isaiah’s message this time to his beloved, suffering people of God, was Good News. He was
announcing the coming of the One Who would appear . . . would lead them . . . would be with
them and protect them. His message echoes through the ages . . . even “to us.”

May our lives, and our words . . . echo to the waiting world the Message we have heard.
“All is well. God rules as King.”

“Don’t you know Me yet?”

John 14:9

They had been with Him for three years. Sitting at the table together, having eaten what,
unbeknownst to the 12 chosen followers, was to become their last meal with Jesus. They were listening to Words Jesus had never spoken before. . . at least not in this way. . . to the small group of men who had been with Him for the past 3 years. So much time spent around the table together in so many places as they had followed Jesus throughout their tiny country of Israel. They were back in Jerusalem now. Home. Three years of following Him, “schlepping” all over that Land. They were not the same men He had told to “Follow Me.” And they had.

But it had changed their lives and their hearts.

So, when Jesus, after the meal, looked around the table and told them that, soon, He would be “going” and that they were not coming with Him, at least not yet,. . . it grabbed their full attention.

“What? Where? Why?” This was something different. He was saying things about leaving. . .
going to His Father . . . and they would not be going with Him. He was talking about their new Assignment, but without Him physically with them. They would be staying, but He was “going.”

I am reminded of a familiar scene that plays out in every family. . . Mom or Dad start putting on their coats because they are going somewhere. They assure the children that it’s for a little while, but they’ll be back. It’s such a familiar scene for each child, yet their thoughts go into a brief panic-mode….Where are you going? Can I come with you? I don’t want to stay home!

Why? When? How long? But . . . but . . . but . . . “ The anxiety is real in the hearts of the
“little’s” staying behind. Tears . . . clinging. . . following to the door. . .Jesus’ circle of men were familiar with Jesus’ periodic short absences. But He always came back. And although they could never have imagined what was coming in just a few hours . . where He was about to go, and what He was about to go through, Jesus made it clear that this Journey He would have to make alone.

“Don’t you know Me yet?” In the Journey each of us is making as we follow Him, the Path and Steps we must take are often not easy . . . not of our own plans nor desires. . . at times
dangerous, heartbreaking, and unimagined.

But in the midst of walking…stumbling…limping…running along that Path, with our fears,
insecurities, heart-aches and joys, He leans over and says, “Don’t you know Me yet?” That’s
the “bottom line” issue as we follow Him. As He asks us to do things…go places…step into
rough waters…face unspeakable fears and sorrows along our Journey, His Voice echoes in our Hearts. . . “Don’t you know Me yet?” That is the bottom line question . . . and Answer.

Being Human

“The Word became human and lived among us.
We saw his glory.
It was the glory that the Father shares with his only Son,
a glory full of kindness [a] and truth.”
John 1:1-2,14

“Being human” is the most common reality shared by every person, everyday,
everywhere in the world, throughout all of Time. From your first breath until your last,
you are a human being. You are “being human” without any script, or instruction
manual, or on/off button. It is our primary basic reality.

As I hold my newest little grandchild, look into her little dark eyes, see her facial
expressions, the movements of her tiny body, and the incredibly powerful little voice that
comes out of that tiny Being, I have no explanation nor operating manual other than to
begin discovering this little Creation who has entered our family.

Although I can hold her in my arms, I have no real control of her life. All that I can do is
to love her, try to meet her needs, and be present in her life.

In this season of focus on the Birth of Jesus into human life, our newest baby can give
me the most realistic picture of what His Coming physically entailed. Complete
vulnerability, with no possibility of controlling how He was treated, cared for, held, or
taught. From His birth, his survival was at great risk due to circumstances far beyond
his nor his earthly parents control. They could model qualities like kindness and truth,
but they could never be the source of those qualities. Living out those qualities would
have to be His choice.

How do you teach a child “glory”? We cannot, as human parents. That comes only from
God Himself. What we can do is live lives that are full of kindness and truth. It involves
our words and our actions. Jesus’ life on earth was marked by those practical qualities.
. . qualities that can be seen, felt, and experienced by the people around us.

The identification marker for the “Glory” of God Himself in the Life of Jesus throughout
His time on earth was in the tangible form of kindness and truth. And that is something
that God longs to weave into our lives here. . . so do-able that even our children can
bring it to this world as they learn from our examples.

A Gift for Moses


Then the LORD said to him, “This is the land I promised with an oath to Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob.
I said I would give it to their descendants.
I have let you see it with your own eyes, but you may not go there.”
As the LORD had predicted, the LORD’s servant Moses died in Moab. He was buried in
a valley in Moab, near Beth Peor. Even today no one knows where his grave is.
Moses was 120 years old when he died. His eyesight never became poor,
and he never lost his physical strength.”
Deuteronomy 34:4-7

As I read this passage. . . .the final glimpse of the life of Moses . . . I am struck with the
tenderness of God toward His servant Moses. Perhaps “death” does not seem to be a tender part of the human story, but the way God Himself cared for Moses in his final days of life is permeated with His Love, Tenderness, and Understanding of Moses’ unique Story with Him.

God Himself led Moses to a mountaintop, where he could see the Land he had spent 40 years reaching. Forty years of physically and spiritually leading a nation that God had chosen for His Own eternal Purposes had brought Moses to this Moment. It may not have been the Moment he had imagined, with “the rest of the Story” literally within sight. He had probably had his own hopes and vision of what life would be in that Land of God’s choosing. He may have imagined himself standing on that Promised Land, seeing it . . . walking it . . . living in it with the nation God had chosen him to lead.

But God, in His tender Mercy, led Moses to the “best view” that his tired eyes could take into his mind, spirit, and heart. He was looking at the “Promise” God had ordained. He was looking at it in the Presence of God Himself. What words may have been exchanged as he and God, together, looked. Did God point out regions where His People would live . . .places that would become part of their story. . . where Jerusalem would sit for thousands of years to come. . .within sight of the humble village where Messiah would be born. . .

God was rewarding and blessing Moses in that precious Time together. One-on-one. . .
bringing a sweet, tender closure to a man born a slave, raised as a Prince in the house of
Pharoah, and leading God’s People to the place He had ordained and promised from The
Beginning.

At last, God gave him rest . . . in His Presence.

THE PLAN . . . That Changes Mine: Mary & Joseph

“He (Joseph) traveled there from the village of Nazareth in Galilee.  He took with him his fiancee, Mary, who was obviously pregnant by this time.  While they were there, the time came for her baby to be born. She gave birth to her first child, a son. She wrapped him snugly in strips of cloth and laid him in a manger, Because there was no room for them in the village inn.”  Luke 2:4-6

The young couple had made their plans.  Mary was now engaged to a young man in her village, with the blessing of her father.  Joseph had had his eye on her, asked for her father’s blessing to marry, and was in the traditional practice of preparing their future home attached to his father’s house.  It would normally take a year to get everything ready for their new family to begin their life together.

That’s when everything in their happy, traditional little world “blew up.”  Joseph had been working on their future home, Mary had gone to her beloved cousin Elizabeth’s home for six months of “women time.”  But when she had returned, it was obvious that she was pregnant…with no reasonable explanation.  Their dreams crumbled.  He was planning to end their marriage promise…she was now viewed as a shameful woman.  To make matters worse, the Roman military was forcing all citizens to go to their family’s birthplace and pay taxes to the government that had devastated their nation, and stolen their freedom.

Their sweet, traditional love story, and their lives, had literally fallen apart.

But God was right in the middle of their turmoil and heartache.  It was His Plan that was behind all of this upheaval.  And His Plans are always Perfect, even though we humans usually miss that part.

After God’s Messenger explained to Joseph the Plan God was orchestrating, the young couple headed to Joseph’s family’s origins, Bethlehem.  In the chaos of Rome’s occupation and very unhappy people forced to give Rome their sorely lacking tax money, they could find nowhere to stay.  They ended up in a cave shelter for animals. Mary was in hard labor with the birth of this Baby, Who was not even their own….He was God’s.  No Mom or Aunties with her at this “first.”  Having watched her cousin Elizabeth give birth to her “miracle baby” (John) months earlier, Mary at least had that experience to draw from. 

When God is “Creating” new realities on this earth, our human minds and perspectives usually see it as “disrupting”, “chaotic”, “upsetting”,  . . . it makes us want to scream, “God!  Where are You?!  This can’t be right!”   That’s when we have to cling to Him more tightly, look in His Eyes with more focus than ever, and hold onto all the Truth we know of Him with a steel grasp…no matter how out-of-control our personal world becomes.  His Ways are so far beyond our human understanding that we just have to keep walking forward, holding onto Him as tightly as we possibly can. 

And then, in the darkness, will be those moments when Light dawns . . . we glimpse what He has been preparing. . . and a quiet, “Oh…that’s why…”  will escape from our hearts.

The newly-wed new parents in Bethlehem may not have had “The Moment” while on this turbulent, dangerous earth.  But it’s the “Well done…good, faithful servants,” from the Father’s lips to our ears, that matters in the End.

THE PLAN that Changes Mine: Three Kings

“Jesus was born in the town of Bethlehem in Judea, during the reign of King Herod.  About that time, some wise men from Eastern lands arrived in Jerusalem, asking, “Where is the newborn King of the Jews?  We have seen His star as it arose, and we have come to worship Him.”

Matthew 2:1-2

Scientists….astronomers…astrologers…Kings…. The three men were highly respected experts.  They studied the heavens, and understood the laws and patterns of the stars, planets, galaxies, and Time.  They knew  and understood the implications on earth.   They knew things that few humans knew, because they could read the heavens. . . celestial communications from God’s own Space.  It was all very scientific, and predictable.

Until one night, when a New Star appeared:  The Creator’s Own.

They had one decision to make:   Either focus everything to pursue it, or stay put where they had always been and continue in what they could learn from there.

They packed up their most essential tools, charts and supplies and began their journey to follow The Star.  But, because of what they were ‘reading’ in the heavens, they also packed three extraordinary Gifts:

 Gold . . . the gift befitting  a King

Frankincense . . . the precious spice that only the High Priest used for worshipping in God’s Presence

Myrrh . . .  the precious, costly spice used on the body of the highest royalty, for burial.

They had probably never imagined that at their destination, those priceless, precious gifts would be given to a tiny newborn King, not in a palace on a throne, but in a cave…a shelter for animals;  his cradle… a feeding trough.  

Their one-of-a-kind Star led them through the Great Desert to the tiny King who had come to Earth, the planet of Man.  He was the Only One who could be the Great Sacrifice through whom anyone … kings or shepherds, could find the Door to forgiveness and an eternity in Heaven.

THE PLAN that Changes Mine: Shepherds

That night some shepherds were in the fields outside the village, guarding their flocks of sheep.  Suddenly an angel . . “

Luke 2:8-9

Another night like all the rest…out on the hillside under the stars, a few miles outside of Jerusalem, where the outline of the Temple of God stood, the centerpiece of the city.  The weather-worn old shepherds, warming their hands by their small fire, were spending another night watching over their flocks of sheep. . . like every night.  They could see Jerusalem from their fields nestled between Jerusalem and the little village of Bethlehem, just five miles apart.  Bethlehem was famous for being the city of David, where their most famous King David had been born.

These sheep were special.  They needed the best shepherds because they needed the best care.  These were the sheep destined for sacrifice in the Great Temple in Jerusalem.   To qualify for sacrifice, they had to be in the best condition. . . as “perfect” as a sacrifice lamb could be.  The vigilance of the shepherds was essential.  It would be to their shame if a lamb was flawed in any way, and disqualified from being the sacrifice.

It was a night like any night, except for a one-of-kind, exceptionally bright “new”  Star that none of the shepherds had ever seen before.  They knew the sky well . . . it was their view every night.  They had memorized as very small boys the “map” in the sky.  It was essential to their survival and responsibilities  as shepherds, and their vigilance with these top-quality, “perfect” lambs.  

But this night, something occurred that had never, in all of history, taken place in that familiar sky.  The sheep were safely down for the night.  The “on-duty” shepherds were huddled around their small warming fires watching over their sheep, as they did every night.  A normal night, except for that one “new star” that was directly above them.  In the quiet, chatting together, an eye on the sheep and on the sky, it happened.

Suddenly, a brilliant Being appeared to them, with blinding radiance.  The  Angel spoke, reassuring the terrified shepherds that He was bringing the Greatest News ever sent from God.  

“I bring you good news of great joy for everyone! The Savior – yes!  The Messiah, the Lord, has been born tonight in Bethlehem, the City of David!  This is how you will recognize him:  You will find a baby lying in a manger, wrapped snugly in strips of cloth!”   Luke 2:10-12

Suddenly, the entire sky lit up . . .filled with a light show never seen before nor since.  The Armies of Heaven filled the entire sky, all singing a once-in-eternity Song to God:

“Glory to God in the Highest!  

And on Earth, PEACE!!!   Good Will toward Man!” 

“Unto us a Child is born…a Son is given!”  Luke 2:13-14

Then they were gone.

Those rugged, weather-worn shepherds were the first to see that tiny little Lamb of God in that humble manger, in a cave used for sheep.  They knew, more deeply than most, the destiny of any “lamb of God” . . . a Temple sacrifice for sin. They could see the Temple’s outline on the high place of nearby Jerusalem.  Simple, rugged shepherds responsible for all of the lambs raised for sacrifice, became the first to bow before that tiny Lamb of God, and to tell their world of the greatest News of all Time.