Chosen But “Frozen”

You’re already chosen so go get it!

Once I was in a big church meeting when the pastor whipped out an illustration that dates back at least to evangelist D.L. Moody (1837-1899). “I’ve got a hundred dollar bill here. Who wants it?” he said holding up the greenback.

Hand shot up across the large congregation, especially in the front rows where lots of students had awakened from their morning stupor with the announcement.

He continued to talk as the front row guys and gals waved their arms, hoping to be chosen. At the same time, a young fellow from one side started to go towards the platform.

I kept one eye on him and one eye on the pastor to see what would happen. I wondered if the pastor would say, “Now, wait a minute,” and add some stipulations to the deal.

But the young man walked up onto the platform in front of all those curious eyes. The pastor interviewed the kid a bit, and then the fellow walked off the platform $100 richer.

I had expected the pastor to choose from among all those hands that flew up when he offered the money. But no, the young man ignored the others frantically waving their hands hoping to be chosen and claimed the prize.

Why didn’t he wait to be chosen? HE ALREADY WAS!

The pastor had said, “Who would like this $100 bill?” That described 99.9% of a very large audience. The young man and all the others in that large meeting were chosen by the question, “Who wants this money?”

Only one went to claim the prize, though.

Chosen but Frozen

The rest of us were chosen, desiring, waiting to see what would happen and just as poor, moneywise, when we left as when we came. One fellow was $100 richer because he was chosen and went to claim his C-note.

He got the prize because he trusted the word of the pastor. The preacher could have said, “Ha, ha! Gotcha! Back to your seat.” He could have added all kinds of stipulations, then said to the kid, “You don’t qualify. Back to your seat. Now, let’s see if we can find a more worthy recipient.”

Of course, I think the pastor might have been booed off the stage if he had done that.

I also suspect the kid walked up with such confidence because he had grown up in church and knew the illustration. That one must have been used 10,000 times over the years by various preachers (though, $100 shows the inflationary times we’re living in. The pastor might have figured that today’s college kid wouldn’t expend any energy to walk up and claim less than $100).

God has chosen you. Are you claiming your gift?

The Bible’s last altar call echoes God’s call to those who want forgiveness, a relationship with God, and eternal life: “The Spirit and the bride say, ‘Come!’ And let the one who hears say, ‘Come!’ Let the one who is thirsty come; and let the one who wishes take the free gift of the water of life.” (Rev. 22:17, NIV)

See, there it is for you and me. “Come!” We’ve been chosen. But look, we must “take” the free gift of the water of life. Wishing isn’t enough. Wanting isn’t enough. In a sense, being chosen only opens the door and gives us the right to go through. We’ve got to come and TAKE!

It’s the same for all of God’s promises. “So I say to you, ask, and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find; knock, and it will be opened to you. For everyone who asks receives, and he who seeks finds, and to him who knocks it will be opened.” (Luke 11:10, 11 KJV)

So many promises. You know what you need. You know what God’s Word says. Do you dare take it?

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Are You Knocked Down? Run To the Tower! 

Your Place of Safety—The Name of the Lord

I recently traveled to Virginia to see some people I love. I learned something while there—if there is a bridge or highway in Virginia or West Virginia, they will name it after someone.

So, I traveled a succession of “John P. Doe Memorial Highways” and “Alfred E. Neuman Memorial Bridges,” or the “Homer C. Knucklehead Freeways”. And I really wanted to say, “Way to go John! You did well. They named a bridge after you. Hey, Homer my man! Give me five. You too, Al.”

And I really would have admired John or Alfred or Homer if I had known them. I saw their name, but I knew absolutely zilch about them, so I didn’t know if their name was on the bridge because they had saved a hundred of their fellows during a battle, or because the governor of the state is their wife’s brother.

Now if you said, “The Bessie Deloney Memorial Chicken Fry,” there I would have been impressed because Sis Bessie was my grandmother, an unparalleled fryer of chicken. A million thoughts of the person would have flooded back because this woman had a powerful influence on my childhood.

The better you know a person the more her name evokes a reaction in you.

We may know the names of Donald Trump, Hillary Clinton or Mother Teresa, but do we know anything about them (outside of what our favorite media outlet tells us)? But, if we really KNOW a person, their name means something to us.

The Name of the Lord Is Powerful

I struggled for a long time to understand the connection between the Lord and His Name. Continue reading

Try Time Travel For a Powerful Life

God has given humans the ability to travel into the past or a possible future. Our mind flies forward to see things that are going to happen; that friend we are going to see gives us joy even before he arrives. That rendezvous with the grouch- of-the-week makes us tremble, even before it happens.

A real key in a powerful life is to see what God wants to do before we get there. We don’t always know the specifics but we always know God has this future in his hands. Try to see it the way He wants it to be.

If you want to rip all the joy out of life today, imagine all the bad things that can happen in the future. Corrie Ten Boom once said, ““Worry does not empty tomorrow of its sorrow, it empties today of its strength.”

At times the future scares me, because I feel inadequate for what I imagine might happen. I also get excited about the future when I see a ton of good things that might await me. What’s the difference?

Most people say that imaginary things aren’t real, but I’m not one of them. It’s crazy the effect they have on our lives. When I see a bear hiding in the darkness near the road I’m traveling on, I’m scared to death whether there is a bear there are not. I tremble, my heart beats faster, my peace is gone.

The bear may be imaginary, but he’s changed my life.

Time Travelers Sink Millions

Twelve spies traipsed off into the Promised Land. Millions of people had been exploring this Promised Land in their imagination, but they hadn’t been imagining a lot of problems. It’s not wrong to think of future problems. It’s just wrong to think about them and not count on God’s help.

Now the time had come to take hold of their promise. The spies walked through the land, their heads swiveled right and left. “Wow, look at that city! Look at how fertile this land is. But look at how strong those people are. They’re big. They are mean. I feel like a grasshopper standing alongside them.”

And they begin to travel to the future and see themselves stomped into the ground in any battle they might have with these people. Ten of them painted such a negative picture of the future that millions of people began to howl in defeat.

Before one single arrow had been fired!  Continue reading

You Love God, But Do You Trust Him?

Some people are famous cooks. Others are illustrious cooks. I’m an infamous cook.

Once when my wife was gone I invented a dish. I found some cream of mushroom soup in the cupboard and mozerella cheese in the frig. Since I like both of these I mixed them them in the heating pan.

When I lift the stirring spoon from the potion I had created it was kind of gross. The cheese stretched from the spoon down to the soup and reminded me a bit of someone with a bad cold (sorry ladies).

My wife loves me, but if someone famous comes to eat at our house, she doesn’t trust me to prepare the meal.

God asks that we love Him with all our heart, soul, mind and strength. If He asks us to love Him like that we can be sure that He loves us in return with all His heart, soul, mind and strength.

But what does it mean to love God like that?

There is a vital element of the love that God wants from us, that maybe isn’t always present in love. You see, I can love my three-year old child but I’m not going to count on Him for a lot of things. He loves me back but his love is more emotional than practical.

My wife can love me but she’s not going to trust me to cook the casserole.

The love God desires from us includes an element of powerful trust in Him and who He is. Continue reading

Are You Going To the Dogs?

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When I growing up, dogs played a prominent role in the cast of supporting characters of my world. 

Let’s see, there was Pooh-pooh, Butch, Twist-It, Jack, Churchill, Skipper and probably some more I’ve forgotten.

You couldn’t exactly say they were purebred. They had lots of interesting ancestors from a lot of different places.

These dogs didn’t exactly belong to people. They just lived a your house. I think they belonged to themselves.

I loved to tease them. Sometimes after the meal, when a biscuit somehow escaped our hungry young mouths, I’d give it to the dogs. 

They’d line up before me. I still see it. My hand moved to toss it in the air and they’d jump. Only problem, I still had it in my hand. “Snicker, snicker, snicker.” (The dogs didn’t laugh).

Now they eyed my hand like a bird looks at a stray worm. If I made a small gesture they reacted. They wanted that biscuit. Ah, the good old days. Didn’t take much to entertain me back then, did it?

Looking Straight At It

One thing imprinted itself on my mind, and that’s the way they looked at my hand: expectantly, alertly, waiting, ready to spring. Years later I found something in the Bible that made me think of those dogs:  Continue reading