No Mo Say No Mo (aka Prisoner of Love)

Christian Living, Encouragement | Posted by Inpulse1
Oct 15 2015

(A continuation of sorts on my previous post here )

Moses.
David.
Jesus.
Paul.

What did all four men have in common?

Although they all could have, they had no say in the matter.

Each was called to a specific task. A terrible road…one filled with rocks, boulders, thorns, and bristle.

Each one, in his own right, at one point, did not want to be on the road.

The road was easy for each of them at first, they had luxuries. A nice bed, nice clothes, the freedom to go this and where…

But each one, later on down the road, soon found themselves imprisoned and shackled for their faith.

Except for Moses…You can’t, and don’t you dare put a man who can divide the ocean simply by raising his hands in prison.

“Hands Up Moses!”
“You’re sure about that?”
“Hands Up Moses!”
“Oooook….”

Humor there….

I’m convinced that many of us who are chosen, before even being called out by God, have a unique position in life. The road is simply not taking us where we want to go. Or if it is, it’s really not up to our expectations.

At first, like Moses, we aren’t sure where we are going. Like David, it soon develops, and has it’s time, in a very prosperous position. Like Jesus, we are in total control and authority. Like Paul, we end up a prisoner of our own destiny.

The upcoming holiday season will bring us the lore of “The three wise men”. Although not directly named in the Bible, these were nothing but poor shepherds, notorious for being scavengers and thieves. There one worth? They followed a Star to find a baby in a manger.

Likewise, the parents of that baby, were called to a life that…many of us would probably dare to dream of, but none of us would undertake willingly.

In all cases, it’s simply a matter of trusting God to our full extent. It’s not a matter, and never has been, one of where we see a sign and we choose to follow that sign.

We have to follow that sign, we need to follow that sign.

If that sign says “Straight and Narrow” Then we take the straight and narrow.
If it says “WATCH FOR FALLING ROCKS” we do likewise.
If it says “Detour” Then we hit the gas and plow straight through..

I don’t recommend doing that last one. It will probably hurt.

By now you probably see, and know, where I am going with this. Most of us will probably live a carefree life at first, I think Floyd wrote about this somewhere… But life, as we are called, is not, nor never has been, meant to be easy. For some of us, cruizin’ is fun at first, even a given, but soon we find ourselves trading in our motorbikes for a Ferrari for a 4 Wheeler.
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(I know you’ve always wanted a Four Wheeler like that 🙂 )

When we choose Christ, even before He choose us, we were already shackled with the circumstances in this precious life. The sad thing is that many of us just don’t understand the hardships we face. We ask “Why me?” The truth is that we shouldn’t ask, but we should accept that things won’t go easy for us…

It’s different for many of us…we could face lifelong financial hardships, we could face a life long with disappointments, we could face…lifelong relationship problems. Or we could face a multitude of problems.

But we will find that Star we follow, the Star that leads us, and has guided us throughout our lives, the one thing that has never changed position, or direction, is so worth it!

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No es Facil!

Christian Living, Encouragement | Posted by Inpulse1
Oct 04 2015

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That’s Spanish for “It isn’t easy!”

How very true in a time such as this. A very good friend of mine, in fact my sister, told me going into the season that my mother got sick that it would be the hardest season of my Christian life.

What she failed to tell me was that the season would extend well beyond my mother’s kingdom homecoming. I’ve faced depression and heartbreak before, but it’s nothing like what I’ve been going through since January.

It was. It is. I am still in that “black area” of my life…in the midst of a dark storm where I cannot see the road ahead

Put it simply: I am in a time of severe need and severe adjustment. I’m going to come right out and say it: with my mother around I was “safe” I lacked nothing. I had a stable environment, I had a roof over my head, food in my stomach…and overall insurance (or was it stability?)

However all that is gone. It’s had its long season, and the season is now over. Now I am in a state where, even though I know God is looking out for me, I’m beginning to see that it could all go away, even further than it has in a blink of an eye. I’ve lost a certain companionship I felt would last forever, I lost my best friend, and yes, I’ve lost a rock that I had for a good many years.

It’s made me rely of God for my survival even more strongly than I’ve ever had before. It’s made the gospel, along with the words of the entire Bible come to life. If I have ever doubted my faith before, and I have, many, many times, these hard times have solidified my faith.

Of course, for many of us, losing a parent may be hard, and for still others, losing a parent may not be that hard at all. But even though we lose a parent…we have an everlasting Father that is looking out for us and will steer our ship in the worst of storms, in the most disabling times of our lives.

When our earthly parents finally finish doing their jobs, when it’s their time to go home, God steps in and takes over the wheel.

It’s a rough ride. Many people like Mercedez Benz because of the nice ride. But God’s favorite ride is an old 4×4 truck. Because He likes the bumpy rides with the big wheels.

I think that Christians have had God figured out all wrong for a long time now. I know it’s a learning process, but God’s blessing us doesn’t always mean…it never has meant, blessing us in good ways. Yes, God gives us many things because He loves us: Husbands, Wives, children, grandshipments, food, housing, etc. But the bible says that God knows we need all these things.

But the true blessing of God is in the breaking, the smashing of the things that we once held dear. God has, and will supernaturally replace all these things with His presence alone.  He has, and will once again build us up from nothing.

He is the God of promise.
He is the God of restoration.
He is the God of my Salvation.
He is a mighty God!

It’s not easy, and it never will be, but God will get us through the hard times. It’s a guarantee!

A Breath of Fresh Air?

Christian Living, Encouragement, judging | Posted by Inpulse1
Sep 21 2015
Do not let any unwholesome talk come out of your mouths, but only what is helpful for building others up according to their needs, that it may benefit those who listen.

Do not let any unwholesome talk come out of your mouths, but only what is helpful for building others up according to their needs, that it may benefit those who listen.

There are times, I kid you not, that I completely lose it. My temper. I’ve already lost my mind, so that’s not an issue. 🙂 Sometimes I don’t like the things I see. I see the world going to hell in a basket. I see one government going downhill, while another crawls its way back to the top. I see a poor mother living out of her car begging for diapers for her young child. I see another mother yelling at hers.

The fact that our worldly language hasn’t changed troubles me, because behind and on top of our mouths lies a brain, apparently one that hasn’t been transformed by the love of Christ. I truly believe that’s a case where we haven’t been born again…we haven’t had the infilling of the Holy Spirit. Yes, I am judging this one area.

As a Christian a BIG part of our lives is centered on what we say, just as much as we do. There’s been a couple of times where I haven’t gone off audibly, like when the kitchen has been left untouched after a meal, or the trash hasn’t been put out. Also, when I come across a person who has been smoking the funny stuff or not the funny stuff. (I’m highly sensitive to ANY and ALL smoke). In each case, among many others I’ve kept silent, but my demeanor is screaming a mixture of sheer bloody murder vs. mercy. I think that walking into a closet, shutting the door, and screaming would be a better option. I’m not going to mince words here and water it down: taking a drag means that you must, at some point, exhale. Yet if you are smoking and witnessing the gospel to another at the same time there is a 50/50 chance that what you exhale will turn the people off…to you and the Gospel.

Think about it: you know that many are sensitive anyways. Some will be turned off by the gospel itself. But many are turned off  by the deliverer. How many of us are totally turned off by a drunk soul?

Pot smoking, something that our country is now making legal is another story, but still falls under an offensive act…one that a Christian should not take a part of at any time.

Straight talk: Pot smokers have a rather harsh, careless attitude. They will deny it at every chance, but it’s there just the same. I realize that for most people smoking is a crutch. But a Born Again Christian should have no other crutch but Christ. Besides the horrible, enduring side effects of smoking, there is also the fact that we are called to a higher degree of living a godly life, presenting ourselves before God as a living sacrifice.

And I can tell you one thing: if you are a heavy smoker you need to quit. First, because it does harm your body, which is made to serve God. Also, whether you realize it or not, smoking can harm those living in your house and those that you have in your life. Second hand smoking is not a myth!

Second quitting will strengthen your witness before others.

Remember, God will give you the strength to do what you must do, and the courage to endure.

America: the Free and Easy, or the Brave?

Christian Living, Encouragement | Posted by Inpulse1
Sep 18 2015

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I got the bug from Rob’s post here:

Here’s the deal America: you’ve gotten soft in your old age. It used to be that you would instinctively know that you needed to struggle. You were like a monarch still stuck in its cocoon, gnawing and clawing, eating your way out. But all of sudden, during the past couple of years, that hasn’t been the case anymore. It’s not about , gnawing and clawing, eating your way out anymore. Lately you’ve had a voracious appetite. It’s like a violent reaction to being born. You’ve overstepped your own boundaries. Boundaries that weren’t ever made to be broken. Yet within those same boundaries, you’ve developed an attitude of “I don’t care what anybody thinks except me!”

A big part of it was the homosexual revolt in the country. It used to be just like every other life: the only ones who were actively aware were the people you were in personal contact with: the people that you surrounded yourself with in your daily life. But that’s not the scenario anymore. Now it’s come down to gay marriage and gay rights. Now as a Christian let me say this: I may not agree with it, but I understand about the gay marriage thing. You want to do what you want to do. If you want to be reconciled and intimate with your honey, then that’s your legal right. Obviously, you fought hard for it, and it’s now law.

But not everybody agrees with it. Yet we are bombarded with it on a daily basis. Is this just the homosexual opportunity to piss off some Christians? You know, there are some similarities between gays and Christians. The most important thing for both parties is that we will not always be accepted, even from those close to us. And this is a very important thought that I had: when it comes down to it I don’t even view your homosexuality as a major issue. That is: if I am involved with you on a day to day basis.. say work related, or out in the public eye  the chances of me referring to your sexuality as a major issue is not going to be an issue. Because quite frankly, the only place your homosexuality is ever put on display is behind closed doors anyways (Unless you travel down to and display your sexual preferences in the yearly New Orleans Mardi Gras) What I mean is that I will treat you just like I treat anyone else: with human respect and kindness. What is it that you are always fighting for anyways? Equal Rights? You’ve had that for a while now..actually since the day you were born.

I am sorry if you face unlawful workplace discrimination because of your lifestyle. I am even sorry that a Christian Business owner has denied your wish to a gay wedding cake. But putting a Christian Bakery out of commission is not the right thing to do. For one thing: it shows how horrible you personally are. You just put a whole family out of their livelihood because you didn’t have the energy to go and look for someone who caters to you personally. You’ve spent all your energies and all your finances on making someone really miserable. Who ever said that Christians and Gays go well together anyways? I mean, does it make sense that Gays don’t want loud Christian Evangelist disrupting their Pride fests, yet you choose to willingly turn right around and walk into a Christian Bakery and demand to have it “Your Way?” Newsflash: This world isn’t your Burger King: sometimes you just can’t have it your way.

There’s so much violence against the Christian today…and yet many accuse us the Christians of setting off the 200 year of violent crusades. Newsflash: it may not be as physically violent today, but the Christians aren’t the cause of it today. Instead it’s the general population who have grown sick and weary of the true Christians who stand up for a Godly righteousness. Or do you, the homosexual believe that you are the only one who has the freedom of speech? Oh, and speaking of freedom of speech: nice try, but there is no actual law Hate Crime that actually and specifically targets the Christian. That’s just something that you came up in order to save your skins. Besides that, there is not a Christian alive that will actually support you in that. You see we don’t threaten your life, and we surely don’t go around killing you because you’re gay. We may have a strong viewpoint of your homosexual lifestyle, but if you stand by your Hate Crime law, then you are a hypocrite yourself. The problem is that you, along with many others can’t seem to separate true Christianity from the false Christianity.  Of course, I don’t entirely blame you for that…no one does. It’s because there are some Christians who will pat you on the back and comfort you in your sin. Shame on them…they shouldn’t comfort you at all…they should love you enough to lead you out of it. Whether you choose to turn around and look back is entirely up to you. (I don’t advise doing so, but it’s your pillar of salt, not mine).  If a Christian hangs around and waits for you to step out of the gay lifestyle, then that Christian is a hell affirming Christian…they will lead you straight to hell…not away from it. They don’t love you at all. And what is up with the whole Black Lives Matter movement lately? It seems we have moved beyond what Martin Luther King Jr.  fought for: a peaceful protest.  More on that on my next post…

What good am I?

Christian Living, Encouragement | Posted by Inpulse1
Sep 11 2015

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It’s funny how reading and posting a reply on a blog can get me going.

In this case it was over at Floyd’s blog here.

I think and read over his post, then I chuckle at my own input. What good am I?

Ever since I left the workforce for the final time back around the year 2000 (as far as I can remember it was 2000, it may have been later or earlier) I’ve been in a place where I have asked myself that same question.

Even though I no longer work because of a sleep disorder caused by weight issues, I was at least active for a little bit. I helped out my mom when she got sick, and I even worked under the table doing some graphic projects. But those days are long past. Mom went to be with the Lord, and as much as I try, I can’t seem to get back into my artistic talents. Not that I expected to start making money out if it, but it was one of the few pleasures in life I had. I live on a tightrope between being anti-social, which I truly despise and being actively-social, which I long to be. I came to the conclusion that being an artist meant that I was pretty much isolated while painting my canvases. But my muse isn’t what it used to be.  Now I’m even people-less.

I try to relieve myself daily comedy wise and even faithwise on social media. I know people on there that I’ve known all my life. Many still live in the area. I try and reach out, but for some reason it fails. I try really hard to get out and mingle with the public. All I get is small talk. I try church, and it’s even smaller talk. So the question lingers. The answer to the question is actually two answers, and they can be found directly in God’s Word:

And Jesus said unto him, Why callest thou me good? none is good, save one, that is, God. Luke 18:19

Fear ye not therefore, ye are of more value than many sparrows. Matthew 10:31

Suddenly I don’t feel that bad anymore.

By the way, I am in no way despressed. This thought just keeps popping up every now and then. No matter what..I know I can be of some use sooner or later. In the meantime I wait…

Fear+Doubt=Faith

Christian Living, Encouragement | Posted by Inpulse1
Aug 20 2015

Like a lot of people, I deal with doubt. A lot. I remember shortly after I became saved (again). I was in my room praying, and meditating, and the thought that since I wasn’t perfect, that God was not happy with me.

Though I am resolved that God does love me, there have been times since then that I’ve had other doubts. Sometimes I doubt that I will even see tomorrow, or that God has a plan for me, despite the fact that I know quite the opposite.

But I still struggle with issues of trust. Sometimes life kind of pops a situation at me that, I kid you not, knocks me off my firm foundation. On the outside I act like everything will turn out fine, like I am some sort of optimist. But on the inside I am shaking like a darn leaf on a tree on a very windy day.

But a tree that is well rooted is never shaken. It’s roots sometimes dig far beneath the ground, longer and taller than the part of the tree on the top of the soil.

Since my mother passed away earlier in the year, and even before then, as I watched her getting weaker from all her years of living, I faced a mix of both doubt and faith. I didn’t know exactly what to expect, but I did (and do) continue to move forward (or to stand still, whatever it is that God demands).  There was a fear and/or doubt of what was going to happen to me. I knew that it wouldn’t be easy. I knew that there would be some bumps in the road. But I thank God because I knew that God had His hand on me and that He was increasing me in whatever it was that I needed to move on: whether it was maturity, faith, steadfastness, peace.

That last one though: peace. That is still an area I struggle with. I still face situations I do not like. Situations that cause me to run from my responsible, much like King David did. But I am still learning how God works. I am still learning that even though I face different storms than I did before, that Jesus is still walking on water in the storm, towards me.

Throughout my life, I’ve learned a very good lesson: there are things that are way beyond my control. There are people that are way beyond my control. But they are not beyond God’s control, and neither am I for that matter. I think back to the elementary school classic, and start to sing it “He’s God, He’s got the whole world in His hand!”

Even when we doubt, even when we don’t believe, even when we don’t trust…God is still at work in our lives.

So who am I…who are we, to limit God’s power in our lives?

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Are You a Freaked Out Christian?

Christian Living, Encouragement | Posted by Inpulse1
Jul 30 2015

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If there is one thing I will take from the world and apply it to my Christian life…actually any Christian life..is that it’s not always a doom and gloom future that we face. So many Christians are actually either looking forward to, or actually fearing the appearance of the anti-christ. Now, I don’t know about anyone else, but I am not one of those Christians. And there is a simple reason:

As a Christian I have nothing to fear that comes or is coming from the anti-Christ.  Since the Lord first called me, before I was even born again.. I’ve meant my fair share of people working for the anti-Christ.  Evil people who will do anything to steer you wrong, or hurt you, etc.  I’ve had experiences coming from subtle demonic forces that have nothing to do with people at all. Yes, I was freaked out by them, but they never made me denounce my faith in Jesus. In fact, I believe that such testing comes from God Himself. To both weaken us, and strengthen us.

And that’s exactly why I don’t fear the news of Doom and Gloom. What goes on in the world…the prophesied earthquakes, the government takeovers, the  FEMA camps, wars, etc.

And no, I don’t fear any “chip.” I don’t fear The Mark.

Unlike many Christians, who are prepared, or preparing to “Bug Out” I find myself in the unique position of not having the capabilities, or the finances to do so. Nor do I see a way that we can actually escape persecution..just as non-believers can’t escape the coming wrath of God.

So I don’t see any reason to fear what is coming, nor concerns. Of course, that doesn’t mean that if something drastic happens (like God splitting the heavens) that I won’t fear. I think that most of us including the weak and strongest Christian among us would. I just don’t fear what man is capable of doing, nor do I fear what man will do. Now I don’t know if, during any possible physical/mental torture I would actually be praising God. But I do know that I would be calling out to Him. By the way, for any uninformed Christian…Jesus does say that some, not all, will be put in prison, but only for ten days. Who knows what happens after ten days? Persecution doesn’t always mean we will be put to death. Perhaps we will be stripped of something dear to us: a limb, maybe a memory, or even our faith, but it will not be for eternity.

Man can only get away with evil for so long. Even satan has eternally limited powers. If the anti-christ/satan were to actually torture a Christian, there is actually a limited amount of damage he can do before God takes over.

The finishing point is that we shouldn’t be freaked out by the current, or future events that man/anti-christ has in store for us. But we should be freaked out by what and who is waiting for us at the end of these events. He is worth being freaked out over!

Revelation 21:8 But the fearful, and unbelieving, and the abominable, and murderers, and whoremongers, and sorcerers, and idolaters, and all liars, shall have their part in the lake which burneth with fire and brimstone: which is the second death.

A Whole Bit of The Half & Half Gospel?

Christian Living, Discouragement, Encouragement | Posted by Inpulse1
Jul 29 2015

I don’t exactly know where our country took a left turn. Many Christians will, and do, blame the President. But the President is just one man running a nation that, for the most part has abandoned whatever Christian roots it ever had.

But the President isn’t in charge of what’s going on within the walls of the church. The President really doesn’t care. Jesus should be the only one who is in charge, but now it seems that the only ones in charge are the worldly Christians. And what’s going on is a far cry from the Great Awakenings of the past. There is no longer a call to Holiness and repentance that is so widespread that it catches fire.

Many pastors it seems, have taken a laid back approach to their sermons. It’s more of an encouragement. Granted encouragement is always needed, especially for the Bible believing Christian in today’s world. But we can’t preach a laid back approach to sin. We can’t be soft to sin. Jesus, John, Jeremiah…none of the Biblical fathers were soft on sin. If you were caught in sin you had a choice: get out of sin quick!

Now as a Christian I am well aware of God’s enduring grace. And that’s important. It’s God’s grace that sets the Christian on fire, wanting to absolutely soak in God’s loving presence. It’s also God’s grace that is the overall theme in the Evangelicals life. It’s what drives us. or should, to seek the lost.

But the evangelistical Christian Spirit has for the most part been quenched. We no longer have Christians preaching on what really saves us: repentance from sin.

Both John and Jesus, when they came on the scene preached repentance of sin and a turning to God. Unfortunately it’s gotten to the point that we only preach the turning to God part.

Are we preaching half a truth, or half a lie?

A half and half gospel isn’t going to do anything. It’s not going to save souls, and it’s not going to guarantee that we get anyone to heaven.

By now, everybody knows that Jesus loves them: the fornicators does, the adulterers do, the gay person does, even the mother of all liar does.

In fact, were it not for the gospel of love, no true Christian would remain with Christ.

But the gospel of love is half of the story. The fact is that we are all guilty, or were guilty, of stripping and tearing Jesus down. We are all guilty of still nailing Him to the cross with our sins.

The other half of the story…conviction of sin, and the resulting repentance, is far too important to overlook.

Anyone who continues in willing sin is a total stranger to God.

I know all about sin. I know that even after I confessed Jesus as Lord and Savior, I still had sin in me. Even the Bible points out that “If a man says he has no sin he is a liar.”

But with God’s help, and an understand that sin separates us from God, we can overcome sin, we can get back into fellowship with Christ. But we cannot, and we must not, have one foot in the world, and one in heaven. We must not be divided on the issue of sin. As Christians we are called into the fellowship of Christ, we are called to the banqueting table, to buy gold refined in fire.

To continue in sin after knowing the truth is death.

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A Dream about War, and Victory!

Christian Living, Encouragement | Posted by Inpulse1
Jul 01 2015

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I do not advocate a physical war with gun, swords, or any other weapon. I do not advocate physical violence. I do advocate a war where Christians shun off what they themselves may fear, and what others may think. As the enemies of God come together en mass, I believe that Christians need to  come together in unity of the Spirit of the Lord, and start using their voices as the greatest and possibly last witness the world has ever seen.

I had the following dream about 10 years ago that may encourage Christians in light of today’s battle.

In the dream I was a spectator floating above the earth.  My eyes were focused on a small part of the United States. It was like looking down from an airplane at night flying over a well populated city with many lights. These lights were actually individual Christians.  The Christians were the “lights of the nation.”

The lights, which I could see clearly, were covered with a transparent glass-like armor. Each Christian were equipped with a flaming sword. While it was very bright with all the Christians very close to each other, there were a few dark spots on the ground.

Slowly, but steadily there appeared a very big black spot on the ground. I was taken to another view point that had me facing a mountain appearing out of the ground. This mountain was located just under the Great Lakes areas…around Illinois. The mountain developed a volcano like crater, which started spewing forth what appeared to be oil, but on closer inspection was a mass of human- sized beetles, or roaches.

The roaches continued to spew out of the earth, attacking and devouring everything in their path.  As the demons started attacking the lights, it was apparent that the lights had great strength, many of the demons fell, but the mountain still was letting out the blackness.

Soon the blackness of mountain seemed to be overpowering the lights, as many of the lights started to flicker steadily. I could see that although still strong, the lights were losing strength. Even more black spots started to appear sporadically across the nation. However, these were not the oil of new demons coming forth, but of the lifeless bodies of Christians who had either been killed, or overcome by carelessness, letting down their guards.

The beetles/oil/demons had now covered much of the United States. There were only a handful of lights now, enough to cover perhaps a small city or town. They were now centralized and appeared to be covering each other’s backs. Their strength was great. So much so that they were able to hold the demons back and not lose any more of their numbers. Still, the demons kept coming, though not as great as before.

Soon the mountain started running out of oil. while there was only a steady stream, it was thinning out. By this time the lights had their armor cracked…they were tired, battled and bruised and greatly shaken, but still standing. It was now early morning, just before sunrise. Everything was deadly quiet, compared to the previous sound of war: steel against steel.

The lights were standing still. When out of the horizon the sun rose, filling the darkness with light. All of a sudden there was a great shout of Victory with all the voices going off at once. The souls of the soldiers of lights were victorious, the darkness had been defeated.

The Plane in the Storm

Uncategorized | Posted by Inpulse1
Jun 30 2015

A pastor had been on a long flight from one place to another. The first warning of the approaching problems came when the sign on the airplane flashed on: Fasten your seat belts. Then, after a while, a calm voice said, “We shall not be serving the beverages at this time as we are expecting a little turbulence. Please be sure your seat belt is fastened.”

As he looked around the aircraft, it became obvious that many of the passengers were becoming apprehensive. Later, the voice of the announcer said, “We are so sorry that we are unable to serve the meal at this time. The turbulence is still ahead of us.”

And then the storm broke. The ominous cracks of thunder could be heard even above the roar of the engines. Lightning lit up the darkening skies, and within moments that great plane was like a cork tossed around on a celestial ocean. One moment the airplane was lifted on terrific currents of air; the next, it dropped as it were about to crash.

The pastor confessed that he shared the discomfort and fear of those around him. He said, “As I looked around the plane, I could see that nearly all the passengers were upset and alarmed. Some were praying. The future seemed ominous and many were wondering if they would make it through the storm.

“Then, I suddenly saw a little girl. Apparently the storm meant nothing to her. She had tucked her feet beneath her as she sat on her seat; she was reading a book and everything within her small world was calm and orderly.

“Sometimes she closed her eyes, then she would read again; then she would straighten her legs,  but worry and fear were not in her world. When the plane was being buffeted by the terrible storm when it lurched this way and that, as it rose and fell with frightening severity, when all the adults were scared half to death, that marvelous child was completely composed and unafraid.” The minister could hardly believe his eyes.

It was not surprising therefore, that when the plane finally reached its destination and all the passengers were hurrying to disembark, our pastor lingered to speak to the girl whom he had watched for such a long time. Having commented about the storm and behavior of the plane, he asked why she had not been afraid.

The child replied, “Cause my Daddy’s the pilot, and he’s taking me home.”


There are many kinds of storms that buffet us.

And we are in for a rough ride. Persecution may come for us at any time, especially with the events of the past week, but let us remember one thing while we are in the storm:

Our Father is the Pilot. He is in control and taking us home.

Doesn’t that make the storm worth it?