Faith is confidence in what we hope for and assurance of what we do not see.
‭‭Hebrews‬ ‭11‬:‭1‬ ‭NIV‬‬

At one time or another, we all have experienced that “Aha!” moment when everything comes together, makes sense, and a convincing argument comes to life birthing an undeniable shift and purpose in our way of thinking and feeling.

Like the instant a little child first comprehends something only adults have always known, that’s when we start growing up.

Confidence and assurance are acquired psychic elements necessary for healthy growth and maturity at any age or stage.

Faith is nothing we can touch, taste, or see, yet the reasoning behind its emergence inescapably pierces both mind and heart.

Faith is inherently future-focused.

It requires awareness and conviction of a supernatural world around us and within us, on our team working for us 24/7.

Ironically, faith is borne from reason not an abandonment of it. Faith and reason coexist.

It comes from a hearing that awakens our soul to something more and bigger than ourselves.

All these arguments and examples aren’t understood by those without awakened spirits.

It becomes a bullseye on our back and a daily target of the ruler of this world.

But faith is a changemaker from the inside out.

Keep the faith.
Keep hope alive.
It won’t be long.

Faith asks a lot from us
but promises infinitely more in return.

Let us consider how we may spur one another on toward love and good deeds, not giving up meeting together as some are in the habit of doing, but encouraging one another—and all the more as you see the Day approaching.
‭‭Hebrews‬ ‭10‬:‭24‬-‭25‬ ‭NIV‬‬

I have a friend who devotes her entire existence to promoting the best in others.

As she comes to know you, she discerns and amplifies things about you that make you a better person and you never take notice it was her friendship at the helm of your voyage.

Encouragement is her gift.

She pays full attention to the details of your conversations and remembers important parts of them as if they were her own.

And at just the right times and places, she shows up like an angel unexpectedly dispensing love where it hurts most of all.

Though it may seem like a miracle it’s not.

She’s merely obedient to the instruction she receives about how we should live our lives with faith in action.

She always leaves you wanting more.

She sees the Day approaching with a creative strategy to recruit for God’s kingdom and at the very least, to demonstrate her unique brand of love that sows seeds deep into the soils and souls of others.

The woman is on a mission that shows up as a life like illustration of this passage of scripture.

I live a sedate life.

Alone for years with just my dog and rarely a visitor or knock at the door, I enjoy the quiet.

But here on my visit with Florida family and on every Sunday back home in Vegas, I get to taste crazy.

Something both of my daughters’ families have fostered is freedom and encouragement for my grandkids to live loud with life itself as their amplifier.

To enjoy childhood as the once in a lifetime experience it is, they fill their homes with noises of experience that make home a safe place for unencumbered self expression.

And this quiet old man loves it!

Learning and creativity flourishes in noisy play and with parents who know its enduring value.

Kids grow prouder, more capable, more confident, and expressive when they have households that allow them hang loose and just be kids.

I’ll soon go back home to my quiet and my dog and my docile way of life. And while I enjoy the quiet, the most memorable family moments I take home are almost always the loud ones I recall and recollect with smiles and chuckles amid my otherwise peaceful existence.

Thanks for all these wonderful memories, kids. And cheers to all the other parents patient enough to wait for their own quiet once again.

The young man was seated in the sun on the curb outside when he asked “Could I wash your windows for 50 cents?”

In a hurry to get my bottle of iced tea for lunch, I said “No, thanks” and walked in the store.

The length of the line was consuming my valuable time until I noticed the disabled woman at the front of the line was 35 cents short.

The cashier asked “Well, do you have the 35 cents lady or not?”

Six handfuls of coins reached out in sync—everyone in line wanted to help. Not to move the line along faster, we all genuinely wanted to help.

Humbled and embarrassed by our communal act of kindness before him, the clerk declined our offers, took the loss and closed the register, allowing the woman in the scooter to get along.

“Next.”

We waited in silence for our turn at transacting and eventually, my four iced teas came to precisely $4. Change from the $5 bill, I kept the dollar in hand as I exited the store thinking how just minutes before, I’d turned down a 50 cent window wash from a man who wanted to work for it, and gladly forked over four dimes for someone who couldn’t.

It was one of those serendipity moments that cost me nothing but a cold iced tea and a buck to a guy who needed it a lot more than me.

I think everyone learned a lesson at lunchtime today.

I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith.
‭‭2 Timothy‬ ‭4‬:‭7‬ ‭NIV‬‬

I have a dream from which I wake with certainty that the race I’d been running has ended and that I’ve won.

The track hadn’t led me in directions I’d expected nor traverse exotic and beautiful stops along the way.

It didn’t begin as I’d hoped nor included all I’d wanted, but when it was over, I recognized the destination and it was better than I’d ever imagined.

Never knowing the route ahead, which had always been a source of fear and anxiety, turned out to be the most sensible of all the unknown paths I could have taken.

There was no checkered flag to notify those who’d always shared hopes for me, there were no spectators.

No floral wreaths or expensive champagne, as there was no winner’s circle in which to stand.

All my work was over.

I’d woken up to find it had been no dream at all.

While all along I’d been asleep, I was finally fully lucid and awakened for the very first and the very last time in my life.

I give you this charge: Preach the word; be prepared in season and out of season; correct, rebuke and encourage—with great patience and careful instruction. 

For the time will come when people will not put up with sound doctrine. Instead, to suit their own desires, they will gather around them a great number of teachers to say what their itching ears want to hear.”

‭‭2 Timothy‬ ‭4‬:‭1‬-‭3‬ ‭NIV‬‬

From politics to toilet tissue, ads sell anything and everything they think you want to know about their product with little regard for the truth.

And honestly, politics and toilet paper are the same genre. 

You want the truth? 

You can’t handle the truth.

Preach, correct, rebuke, and encourage is what believers desperately need, but given the option, they all too often take it and reject it in the same heartbeat. 

Long haul Christians clearly understand the price that comes with their faith, subjugate their own desires, and opt for the road less traveled. 

They have trained themselves to recognize truth from lies, good from evil, and right from wrong. 

Particularly in these later days, these people are the least popular leaders bearing the least popular message in the most consequential human era. 

The road is narrow.

Enter through the narrow gate. For wide is the gate and broad is the road that leads to destruction, and many enter through it. But small is the gate and narrow the road that leads to life, and only a few find it”. 

 Matthew 17:13-14 NIV

Today’s choices are more weighty than ever for yourself and your family. 

Who do you allow in your inner circle to teach and advise? 

Choose wisely.

I am Jesus Christ

and I approve this message.

Coincidences happen every day for those who believe in them.

You pull over with a flat tire and seconds later there’s a massive pileup at the next intersection.

You find a $50 rebate check and an unexpected $50 invoice on the same trip to the mailbox.

The difference lies in your perspective.

Is it just chance or might some other force be at work on your behalf?

The simple minded view them as mere chance with no room for divine explanation.

The former provides no opportunity to change the outlook on your day ahead while the latter gifts you hope and optimism that perhaps you’re not so alone in this world, and a better than even chance to begin your day with a distinct possibility that there’s more to this life than meets the eye.

What might be pure chance, might also be providential.

We may never know, but one perspective sends you on your way having gained nothing, yet with the other, you gain everything, including an optimism for the next coincidence to cross your path.

Ascribe your next coincidence to providence and you’ll have nothing to lose, and just maybe, everything to gain.

Coincidences happen every day for those who believe in them.

You pull over with a flat tire and seconds later there’s a massive pileup at the next intersection.

You find a $50 rebate check and an unexpected $50 invoice on the same trip to the mailbox.

The difference lies in your perspective.

Is it just chance or might some other force be at work on your behalf?

The simple minded view them as mere chance with no room for divine explanation.

The former provides no opportunity to change the outlook on your day ahead while the latter gifts you hope and optimism that perhaps you’re not so alone in this world, and a better than even chance to begin your day with a distinct possibility that there’s more to this life than meets the eye.

What might be pure chance, might also be providential.

We may never know, but one perspective sends you on your way having gained nothing, yet with the other, you gain everything, including an optimism for the next coincidence to cross your path.

Ascribe your next coincidence to providence and you’ll have nothing to lose, and just maybe, everything to gain.

Everyone who wants to live a truly godly life in Jesus will be persecuted, while evildoers and impostors will go from bad to worse, deceiving and being deceived.
‭‭2 Timothy‬ ‭3‬:‭12‬-‭13‬ ‭NIV‬‬

The chasm continues to widen.

If it seems the more you practice good, evil enjoys a grander heyday, you’re right.

The enemy is determined to thwart our plans at every turn and tries to convince us to come to the dark side where victory seems all but certain.

Living a godly life is messy, full of unanticipated reactions and decisions how to stay on track.

Consider the temptation of Jesus when Satan made numerous promises to recruit Him for his team.

Jesus responded with truths from the word of God forcing Satan to retreat for a future opportunity.

When you’re persecuted yet know the nature of the battle you’re fighting and know and use the armaments at your disposal, your victory will be experienced more in the process than in the outcome.

The thief comes only to steal, kill, and destroy, but our weapons are superior to any intimidating Death Star.

Know and use the Word of God and stand on His promises.

Despite what seems to be the outcome, your victory is the promise embedded in the process.

Use the Force, the Word of God.

All Scripture is God-breathed and is useful for teaching, rebuking, correcting and training in righteousness, so that the servant of God may be thoroughly equipped for every good work.
‭‭2 Timothy‬ ‭3‬:‭16‬-‭17‬ ‭NIV‬‬

There will be terrible times in the last days. People will be lovers of themselves, lovers of money, boastful, proud, abusive, disobedient to parents, ungrateful, unholy, without love, unforgiving, slanderous, without self-control, brutal, not lovers of good, treacherous, rash, conceited, lovers of pleasure rather than lovers of God.
‭‭2 Timothy‬ ‭3‬:‭1‬-‭4‬ ‭NIV‬‬

Whew! That’s an impressive list, especially if you’re into current events.

But Paul can be dramatic.

Lately anything that can point to these being the last days often does so, and with remarkable accuracy.

All his listed traits are alive, thriving, and highly contagious these days.

None are external events but internal ones, observable in those around us and oftentimes also within us. A list like that allows no escape for any of us.

But an escape was provided by Jesus’ death and resurrection and your choice to accept His forgiveness as an unmerited gift.

As a young boy prone to misbehavior, I fully expected no presents for me under the Christmas tree, but there they were, unearned, undeserved, yet provided to me despite what I’d done.

It always blew me away that dad, mom and Santa all loved me so much that they’d still spent time and money on a terrible kid like me.

I learned early on that the love doesn’t go away because of what I’ve done.

It stays because of whose I am.