The Race of Life

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Though we have many races in life, school sports days, races for buses, striving to receive academic awards, we only have one race of life. It’s probably true of all of us that we swerve from side to side at times along this path. We meet many distracting obstacles on the way. which mislead us and cause us to stumble.

Our race may be long or short and if the race is long there may be a tendency to flag. It is then that we need to concentrate on the finish.and keep our eyes on the final destination. As my hairdresser told me recently ‘We’re dying from the moment we’re born.’ (Unfortunately she gave no thought as to what the final destination would be.)

Our final place will be heaven, but God has gifted us with many pleasant times along the way. Some periods of life are sweet but they are not the end place. I think of my 91 year old friend now in end of life care. She has run a good race and is so eager to meet her maker. May she soon say with Paul, ‘I have finished the race,’ 2 Timothy 4:6.’

Dorcas

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Paul and his companions continued on their way until they reached Philippi . On the Sabbath they were looking for a place of prayer, they didn’t have the choices we have today of various places to worship. At the riverside they found a group of women in prayer and worshiping. Imagine how the women would have felt; they were meeting as usual and suddenly this preacher of the gospel joins them.

The woman, Lydia a seller of purple goods was among those who were baptised. So impressed was she by Paul’s preaching and message that she urged Paul and his companions to stay with her. We can imagine the long and helpful conversations they would have had during that period. Paul’s message would have stayed with them long afterwards.

It seems it was the custom for these women to meet by the riverside. This meant that they were in the right place when Paul arrived. If God has a message for us, we need to be in church, or somewhere similar to hear it. As a young Christian with my friends we used to ask, where will we be when the second coming happens. Of course, we can’t be in church all the time, but we wouldn’t want to be in a ‘place of ‘ill repute ‘as we called some places in those days. .I don’t think we knew what ‘ill repute’ even meant! Each day I pray that my steps may be directed by Him, We need to be in the place God’s wants us to be.

A Heavenly Welcome

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God has placed us in families which is a wonderful thing, but family relationships do not always run smoothly. As many of us will know there are family rifts and tensions mixed in with the periods of happiness and security. It is so sad to hear in the news of babies not wanted and abandoned. Fortunately many go on to be adopted and have a happy childhood.

There are other instances where family relationships do not work. It is sometimes due to sinfulness in the relationship and the sinfulness in our own lives. There are sibling rivalries which can last a lifetime, while in other cases marriages end in divorce. Later in life many have a lonely old age, no-one should be alone when they are old, but sadly many are.

Our relationship with God is so different because God is perfect, even though we’re not. He compensates for our imperfections. With Him we are never abandoned or unloved. The sin in our relationship is wiped out by the power of His shed blood. When we think about the story of the Prodigal Son we realise how much our God loves us with a magnificent love. At the gates of heaven, God will be there to welcome us and welcome us for all eternity. Loneliness and isolation will be no more. The feeling of not fitting in will be no more. Such wonderful news for those of us, and that’s everyone, who doesn’t have a perfect family.

Two Sparrows

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One of the joys of my new home is watching the birds scurrying round my garden. They visit the bird table to eat the food I give them and also scrabble round the garden finding worms. The pigeons seem to have characters of their own as they chase each other away from the food. In spite of this my food gets gobbled up so quickly t’hat’ll I have to put the birds back on a diet of worms!

God knows when one of these birds is in trouble or dies, so how much more does He care for your and me. Each morning He knows exactly what will happen to us during the day. He knows when we are in danger, have problems or worries. So why do we worry when God is already coping with the issue? He is in control

We read in Matthew 10:29-31, ‘Are not two sparrows sold for a farthing, yet not one of them falls to the ground outside Your father’s care…….. You are worth more than many sparrows.’ God has every situation in hand. Our job is to wait and pray, even more important – pray and wait. Our job is to keep in contact with the Person who has all the answers. We can look back a day, a month or even a year; God has never let us down. ‘Because He loves the sparrow, I know He cares for me.’

Hands

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‘Jesus hands were kind hands doing good to all.’ ……. ‘Take my hands Lord Jesus, let them work for You.’ Frank McConnell

My hands have always had an old look to them. Now that the rest of my body is looking older, it doesn’t matter any more. In any case, it is no concern what they look like, it’s what I do with them that matters. I ask myself, do I use my hands to help others, are my hands there to comfort those who are distressed in any way?

The hands of Jesus are a sign of His sacrifice for us. As a child He would have used His hands to have fun and play and as He grew up they would have been used working in His earthly father’s workshop. Fancy owning a table or chair that had been crafted by the God of the Universe, though generally that wasn’t known at the time. During His period of ministry His hands were used to heal and comfort, making the blind to see, the lame to walk.Those hands which did so much good were then nailed to the cross, torn and bleeding. These broken hands will still be seen in heaven, a permanent reminder of the sacrifice that was made.

Going back to thinking about our own hands, we can all use our hands for others, even if there are old and arthritic, our hands can always be lifted up in prayer.

Holy Dwellings

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What a joy it is to visit Christian friends in their Christian homes. Yes, they can be called ‘Christian homes,’ there is a peace and hope about these places. Of course, my friends are human and there must be times of disagreements, friction and even tragedy, but overall there is a sense that God dwells there. It is nothing to do with lovely furniture or plush carpets; it is the peace of God that is present.

I had the pleasure of visiting two such homes recently. In one the furnishings were lovely, everything in a contemporary grey with discrete colourful accessories. The large picture windows looked out over green fields stretching away into the distance. My friend had been a farmer and needed the uninterrupted view. His wife obviously had a flair for decorating. I was impressed as they had a large shed where homeless people often stayed for a few nights. It was a God-filled home.

The other friends i visited had a small bungalow, small garden and no view. Again it was tastefully decorated but what impressed me was the feeling of peace and the presence of God. They had previously been missionaries and their home was filled with stories and laughter. It felt that the presence of God was present.

I always felt the walls of my previous home were impregnated with prayer. Much prayer had taken place when I had lived there as various friends visited. I was very happy that I could sell it to Christians who were actually a couple of the youth leaders from our church, so the prayer continues. When the youngsters meet there on Sundays evenings, there would be more prayer.

The Joy of the Lord

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‘Do not grieve for the joy of the Lord is your strength.’ Nehemiah 8:10

We are in a world where people are often driven to work harder and harder, to earn more money to spend on more possessions. Wealth has no ceiling, those with plenty never have enough. As the office scene is what I know the most about, I know there are some environments where the workers used to arrive before the boss each day and make sure they left after him, so as to earn his approbation, thereby gaining promotion and more money.

If at creation God rested on the seventh day, we too need periods of rest and relaxation. We need joy, the joy of the Lord, so we can pass it on to others. We read that as directed by Nehamiah (8:10) the people went away to eat and drink and also give to those who had nothing prepared.

Jesus needed time away from the demanding crowds, to ‘recharge His batteries’ and commune with His father. When, as a nation, we started shopping on a Sunday and having sports fixtures on the Sabbath we suffered spiritually. It seems there is more stress and depression than ever. If we went back to keeping one day holy for God and restful there would be less need for mental healing. It’s not possible to go back, we can’t put the genie back in the bottle. Only in our own lives can we pray to step out of the world and find more time seeking the joy of the Lord.

Unfailing Love

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100 metres from my home is a place I can stand and just about see the hill tops of south west Scotland. By turning 90 degrees I can see the northern Pennines, also known as the backbone of England. Turning again I can see the magnificent hills of the Lake District. All wonderful but the Psalmist tells us ‘I will lift my eyes to the hills, where does my help come from, it comes from the Lord.’ Psalm 121:1

At my feet is a gurgling brook and children playing in the field in front of me. God has created the mountains and also created the human race. God is in nature but nature is not God. God is in His people, but people are not God. There is only one God, Jesus Christ, our Lord. Because people are unwavering and uncaring about God, it doesn’t stop Him loving them, God loves us all with an unfailing love, tempered by His judgement..

Shut Eyes

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Their hearts were broken, their dreams smashed. Their beloved Master was dead, cruelly crucified. The blow was so terrible and unexpected (although they had been told) that their hearts and words could concentrate on nothing else. Travelling t Emmaus their tragedy was all they could think about even when a stranger joined them on their journey. There was no interest in who he was or why he was travelling on this road. At first they dominated the talk with their troubles but gradually this ‘stranger’ took control of the conversation.

‘He interpreted to them all the scriptures, starting with Moses. Gradually their thoughts turned away from their misery as they listened enthralled, but still ignorant of who this man was. They found it difficult to grasp that he didn’t know anything about the recent trouble in Jerusalem. It wasn’t until Jesus broke the bread that their eyes were opened.

Are there times in our ow lives when we do not see? Do we miss Jesus because our minds are fully involved with our own troubles? There must be times when we ignore a call for help from others because our hearts are turned inwards. Blessings can be missed, opportunities to help others not taken because we are out of step with God. On our own walk to Emmaus we can step off God’s chosen path and wander in the desert. How we need to stay focused on Him and not miss His abundant blessings.

Paradise Today

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‘You’re getting what you deserve.’ After a life of thieving and violence he was getting what he deserved. He’d always known the risk but the thrill of his actions had seemed worth it. Now he knew it wasn’t. It was all over and what lay before him was hours of agony and finally death.

The man hanging beside him was different. He was facing the same fate but He was a good man who had done no wrong but had got on the wrong side of the authorities. As the thief hung there he came to realise that this man was the Son of God as He had always professed to be. ‘Lord, remember me when You come into Your kingdom.’ ‘Today You will be with me in paradise.’ If the thief had been hanging on any other crucifixion site, he would not have received the promise of heaven but it was no mistake that he was at Golgotha.

How wonderful it would be if our unsaved friends could hear the words, ‘Today you will be with me in paradise.’