The Proposal of a Lifetime

I was listening to the radio in the car the other day when my ears perked up at the word, “proposal.” I don’t know why, but I immediately thought of Jesus. Then, like a bolt of lightning,  I had this wonderful revelation:

The Courtship
When Jesus entered space and time, the courtship began. During his 33 years on earth, He “wooed” the people around Him. He healed them and ministered to them. He fed them and led them closer to God through His words and teachings. In His greatest act of love, He laid down His life and died for all mankind. However, before he left, Jesus “popped the question.” He asked anyone who was interested to: “Come and follow Him.”

The Proposal
Jesus left us with a decision to make, and for 2,000 years, men and women have been answering the simple question: Do we follow Jesus with our whole heart, or do we follow the evil one of this world instead? Jesus is waiting, but instead of a ring, He holds eternity in His hand, essentially asking, “Do you take me to have and to hold until death and forevermore?” His hand is outstretched to yours. The question is, “Will you say ‘I do’ to His proposal?”

The Marriage Feast
Revelations 19:7-9 reads:
Let us rejoice and be glad

    and give him glory!
For the wedding of the Lamb has come,
    and his bride has made herself ready.
Fine linen, bright and clean,
    was given her to wear.”
(Fine linen stands for the righteous acts of God’s holy people.)
Then the angel said to me, “Write this: Blessed are those who are invited to the wedding supper of the Lamb!” And he added, “These are the true words of God.”

When the King of Glory comes (on a white horse no less), He will clothe His bride in white. His bride will be rescued and redeemed once and for all. At that time, there will be a great celebration for all who had accepted His proposal. We will sit at His table at the “wedding supper of the Lamb” and dine with Him for all eternity.

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Will you, loved one, accept His hand and give yourself to Him to have and to hold, for better or worse, for richer or poorer, through sickness and health, to love and to cherish until the Great Banquet Feast?

Romans 10:9 says, “If you confess with your mouth, ‘Jesus is Lord,’ and believe in your heart that God raised Him from the dead, you will be saved” (NIV).

If you prayed that prayer, I say to you with great joy: “Welcome to the family!” Your name is on the guest list and your place at the table has now been set.

Actively Waiting


No matter what stage of life we are in, it would seem as if we are always waiting for something. A better job. Greater opportunities. A miracle. Surely, you have heard the verse that encourages us to “wait on the Lord,” but what should waiting on the Lord look like?
Is it sitting in a dark room waiting to hear a voice from Heaven?
Is it just going through the motions of everyday without joy, without contentment?

When I think of God, I think of a Being who is always active, One who is always moving, creating, molding, and shaping the world around us. So, when we are asked to wait, I cannot imagine that it would be boring, mundane.

Actually, when you look at the  word “wait” in Psalm 37: 34, you see that it means to “look for”, “to expect”, “to hope.” Waiting is anything but inactive. I believe that waiting is actually the most exciting, most rewarding, most demanding time of a person’s life. If we look closely, we can come to understand that this is when God is doing the most personal and most extensive work in our lives.

The reason that we so often miss the importance of waiting is because these are the pieces of the Bible that are left out. We usually get caught up in the “things” men and women in the Bible did. Noah and his ark. Moses and the parting of the sea.  We look at that and say, “I want to do that! I want to have a purpose like Noah or lead like Moses!” Our eyes automatically focus on the accomplishments simply because the Bible doesn’t spend too much time focusing on the day to day lives of these great men and women. No doubt, they had to get up in the morning, brush their hair, pick out their outfit for the day, get the kids ready, and so on. Yet, the time between their birth and their calling was filled with much anticipatory “waiting.” The times not shared with us are the times God spent building their character and readying them for the “big stuff,” the life-changing stuff. In the meantime, He had to teach them about obedience, faithfulness, and trust; and as we all know, these are the qualities that take the most time to cultivate.

God could move our mountains tomorrow and give us everything that we desired, but would we be ready for it? Would our foundations stand strong under the pressure of the promise? Only He would know, which is why… we wait. Instead, I urge you to cherish this time, relish in the opportunity to delight yourself in the Lord and get close to Him because your promise will come, and the last thing He would want is for you to fall under the pressure.

I leave you with this verse from Isaiah 40:31, “But they that wait upon the LORD shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint.”

Be strengthened and encouraged in the Lord.
So, when the time comes, you will mount up.
You will run.
You will soar.

The One

“What do you think? If a man owns a hundred sheep, and one of them wanders away, will he not leave the ninety-nine on the hills and go to look for the one that wandered off? And if he finds it, truly I tell you, he is happier about that one sheep than about the ninety-nine that did not wander off”
(Matthew 18:12-13).

It’s difficult to leave a writer’s conference without packing a suitcase full of discouragement. Edit after edit, the haunting question looms, “Am I good enough?”  As you prepare to leave, you discover pieces of yourself in the form of ink-stained papers, pieces of your heart tossed inside a dumpster next to yesterday’s biscuits and gravy. These same thoughts seemed to plague much of the attendees, but even more so, the newbies who had come to the conference looking to fulfill a lifelong ambition. However, it was these very conversations that led me to have a bizarre dream on my final night.

In this dream, a precious heirloom had been abandoned in an alleyway. Its owner had set the piece against the wall next to the trash compactor. All of a sudden people began to make their way towards the heirloom. I watched as they stood around and argued its worth (or lack thereof). Finally, one gentleman, deciding it was to his liking, picked it up and walked away while the others continued on in their debate. I woke up with the realization that this is exactly how it may seem in the writer’s world. To some, our words may not be considered “good enough”. We may find ourselves ridiculed and criticized by countless individuals, until that is, we find the one. Just like in my dream, there will be one person out there that needs our words to be penned. That one person is our audience. That’s to whom we are writing. That’s for whom we pour out our soul day in and day out. For it is that one person who will pick up our piece among the remnants and see its true worth.

This image reminds me of Christ, and how He too was deeply concerned about the one. The verse above reminds me how quickly God would leave everything to pursue that one lost lamb. Shouldn’t this be our heart’s desire as well? It’s easy to feel discouraged when only a smalll number of people read our blog posts or visit our websites, but wouldn’t it be more productive to forget about the numbers and focus solely on that one individual who needs a life-alterning word from the Lord.

One is all we are asked to reach, and before we know it, that one could possibly turn into hundreds and even thousands. But it all starts with one.

Contradictions of the Flesh

Did you ever notice the contradictions of your flesh? From one minute to the next we can be hot or cold. It’s a feeling a love, acting in hate. We dress it up and tear it down as soon as we look in the mirror. It’s alive and yet, dying at the same time. Our flesh holds us together, yet tears us apart when we allow it to rule.

The flesh is very significant in the Bible too. Woman was formed with the rib of a man, and he called her “flesh of my flesh”. When two people get married they become one flesh. In communion, the bread represents Christ’s flesh. However, there are plenty of occasions in the Bible when men are given over to “the desires of their flesh” and then disaster happens.

I remember succumbing to such desires in my own life, and the results were catastrophic. When my flesh took over, I was like a zombie, walking around without direction, lost, afraid, hopeless, and so angry I wanted to rip people apart at the seams. The flesh left to its own devices is entirely unreliable. In fact, Romans 7:5 states, “For when we were in the realm of the flesh, the sinful passions aroused by the law were at work in us, so that we bore fruit for death.”

So, how can we receive new life into these dry bones? 

While the Bible tells us that the wages of sin are death, it also says that the “gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord” (Romans 6:23). We must accept God’s free gift.

First, we have to accept Christ as our Savior (Roman 10:9-10).
Second, we need to turn from our former way of living and leave those things which once brought destruction to our lives (2 Timothy 2:19).
Third, we need to fill our lives with the Word of God, the Bible. This way, when doubts and temptations arise we can stand firm (Hebrews 4:12).

Living to please the desires of the flesh always leads to spiritual death.

I don’t know about you, but I would rather miss out on the small things in this life than miss out in the blessings of all eternity.

Fear or Peace

There are fears that grip us and keep us from what God has for our lives. You know the kind of fear; it’s the kind that jolts you awake from the deepest of slumber. As I was thinking of this the other day, the thought occurred to me, “How much do you fear God?” I mean, I spend enough time fearing what may never be, but the fear of this world and the fear of God are two totally different things. I would almost venture to say that they are polar opposites. The fear of this world brings anxiety and turmoil, while the fear of the Lord brings peace, love, and understanding.

Proverbs 1:7 actually says, “The fear of the Lord is the beginning of knowledge…” and Proverbs 19:23 tells us that the fear of the Lord leads to life and rest and leaves one “untouched by trouble.” In today’s crazy world, there’s nothing I need more than wisdom, peace, and rest.

Growing up, I thought the fear of the Lord was fire and brimstone bursting from the sky. I tried to avoid the great lightning strike from heaven by trying to be perfect at all cost. Problem is, I was far from perfect and this mentality actually led me to give up on Christianity altogether. It seems silly, but many people have a very skewed idea of God. Thankfully, God brought me to my senses. As an adult, I discovered that the fear of the Lord was a really beautiful act of worship that added to our relationship. In reverence and awe, I “fear” the Lord. I fear Him because I know without a doubt that He is holy, righteous, and always has my best interest in mind. When God calls us to be holy like he is holy it is not a call to perfection. He knows that we are fallible. Instead, it is a journey to holiness, holiness that will be made complete in Him upon reaching our heavenly destination. As we walk with Him in reverence and awe, the fear of the Lord will inevitably bring peace to our lives and joy to our hearts.

If you don’t know the Lord already, I pray that you will know Him and the peace and joy only He can bring.


I don’t know if you know the story, but it’s likely you’ve seen a portrayal of Jesus’s grueling crucifixion on TV or in a church production somewhere. And while I too have seen this many times in plays and such, it’s hard for me to grasp what is really taking placehp-crossshadowI was reading through Matthew 27:25-50 and very briefly it discusses the events leading up to Jesus’s death on the cross. Even the best productions out there really can’t capture the feeling, the emotion, the rejection and ridicule taking place. So, I tried making it a little more personal in an effort to carry the message home.

How often have you been the subject of ridicule? How many times did people call you names or say things about you that were just outright lies? I know for sure that this has happened to me a lot. I also know that at times, my reaction to these scenarios has been downright embarrassing. I can’t tell you how many times I would fly off the handle in order to justify my actions, defend my character, or “prove” myself.

Now. Here’s this man. He’s been ridiculed. Flogged. Mocked. Made to be a fool. His best friends have turned against Him. He is naked and alone. And he just stands there. Quiet. He doesn’t become enraged. He doesn’t hurl insults back at them. He doesn’t think, “Oh! I can’t wait to say, ‘Told you so!’ ”  And the thing is, He actually is who He says He is. He is the Son of God. He could easily prove them wrong in an instant. One word and they would be forced to bow at His might and power. But He doesn’t say a thing. He just sits there and takes it. And most amazingly, He takes it all for us, even those flogging him, even those who do not believe. How many of us can say that we’ve showed such staunch composure? Surely, not I.

I don’t know what has happened in society, but we are real quick to repay evil for evil; and real quick to defend ourselves. Not Jesus. He showed all humility, all grace, and all love without saying a word. His actions said everything.

What are our actions saying? Are we fighting, or are we loving? Are we hurling insults, or bringing encouragement? Are we staying quiet when necessary, or blowing our peace on foolish talk? It’s time we asked ourselves, “Could our actions be saying much more?”

Let us try not to be reactive, but action-packed with love, instead.

Out of the Desert


I’ve been attending this one particular Bible study for over a year now, and we are currently studying the book of Matthew. It’s been three weeks and I have been pleasantly pleased with the new insights and revelation I have received. One thing in particular, which led to this blog which has been on hiatus for far too long.

The other night, our group leader was discussing the role of John the Baptist. He came out of the desert boldly proclaiming the coming of the Lord. As I sat there, my thoughts wandered to Jesus. Interesting, he also came out of the desert before his ministry took off. As I sat thinking of its significance, I was prompted to write:

Desert periods bring about spiritual renewal.

Maybe I’m not the first person to say this or something like it, but to me the Holy Spirit was reinforcing one important fact. A year and a half ago He told me, “Behold! I do a new thing… I will make a way in the wilderness and create streams in the wasteland” (Isaiah 43:19. This “Behold! I do a new thing” prompted me to quit my job, spend six weeks in Europe, and experience God like never before. It was an amazing time in my life, but then, all of a sudden– silence. I whined. I prayed. I cried out. “Lord, where are you?” I moaned. “I don’t feel you!” While that in itself could be an entirely different blog, nevertheless, here I am; and, while God is still not talking to me like He was in 2012, he is moving. I just know it. And that’s why I find encouragement in the stories of John and Jesus. They, too, had to spend time in the desert, but once God brought them to the other side, their ministry and their lives were changed, and more importantly, the lives of others were altered for all eternity.

Now, I can walk through the desert (not wander, mind you) knowing that soon enough, God will bring me to the other side, into my land of promise.

Make a way, Lord. Keep making a way. And soon enough I will be drinking from those nourishing streams.