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A letter to my fellow billion dollar lottery losers. Did you pray for God to cut you some slack? There's a better way.


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TO THE BILLION DOLLAR LOTTERY LOSERS

A letter to my fellow billion dollar lottery losers. Did you pray for God to cut you some slack? There's a better way.

Jesus and Culture:  The Billion Dollar Lottery Frenzy

Dear Losers Winners,

I saw you at the corner store.  You stood in line right in front of me, while I waited to buy my ticket.  I could tell you were worn down by life, exhausted and full of pain.  Your two dollars gave you hope for a few hours.  For just a moment in time you had real plans.  But now, after the letdown, you are back to square one.  Plodding along.  Working hard.  Struggling with a car that keeps breaking down, doctor bills that keep coming to your mailbox, a house note that relentlessly siphons your wages.  And not only that, you are stuck in a dead-end job with no way up or out.  At the end of the day, when I saw you in line,  you were silently calculating your life and it was not adding up.  You prayed, as you opened your wallet, for God  to cut you some slack.

Hope.

Yes, hope…but it is not found in money and riches as the enemy would like you to think.  That same anticipation you felt when you gripped that ticket in your hand can be found in Jesus.  He alone can lift your head.  He alone can bring peace in the deep places.  He alone can energize and revive.  Hope is more powerful than the strongest medicine.   Hope can drag a widow out of bed in the morning,  and encourage the desperate to put one foot in front of the other.  It can cause the dying to laugh, and the rejected to love.  It can cause the loser to win.

Hope.

Seek Him and you will find it.  It is a promise.

A letter to my fellow billion dollar lottery losers. Did you pray for God to cut you some slack? There's a better way.

 

I pray that the eyes of your heart may be enlightened in order that you may know the HOPE to which he has called you, the RICHES of his glorious inheritance in his holy people, and his incomparably great power for us who believe. That power is the same as the mighty strength  he exerted when he raised Christ from the dead and seated him at his right hand in the heavenly realms,  far above all rule and authority, power and dominion, and every name that is invoked, not only in the present age but also in the one to come. And God placed all things under his feet and appointed him to be head over everything for the church,  which is his body, the fullness of him who fills everything in every way.  Ephesians 1:18-23 NIV

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Broken glass and a clumsy streak led to a powerful story of the brokenhearted. God can take anything and create meaning y'all.


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How God Used my Clumsy Streak to Share a Story of the Brokenhearted

Broken glass and a clumsy streak led to a powerful story of the brokenhearted.   God can take anything and create meaning y'all.

I sat down with a good book and two of my homemade soft tacos for lunch yesterday.   My first yummy bite was surprising and jarring.  The investigation that followed led to a horrifying discovery (see picture).  shard of glass  How did glass get in my taco?

If you decide to follow my blog you will quickly find out that I believe God is a God of stories, a God of parables, a literary genius, who uses the unfolding happenings of our lives to teach us deep personal truths if we are willing to keep in step with His Spirit.

Back to the glass.  I have been having a bit of a clumsy streak lately.  Y’all,  within 24 hours I broke  two large serving bowls and the glass in a large display frame where two panes of glass were pressed up against themselves to showcase a see through type picture.  All three times the glass shattered everywhere and had to be gingerly cleaned up so as not to cut anyone.  Little did I know that some of the glass escaped into my cabinet

Surely there is a spiritual  story to be learned from all this broken glass.

The Drop

Someone I love had her heart dropped and broken recently.  She came to find out that after two years of marriage her young husband had been having an affair with a woman at work.  She was willing to forgive, but he was unwilling to reconcile, so they divorced.  Her heart shattered.

The Cleaning

Those that have been smashed by evil have been left with sharp edges, and it is sometimes a slow, painful process to help with cleanup.   Sometimes the ones closest to the broken can get cut and bloody even after gentle handling has been applied.  Sometimes after much time has passed, and the room has been swept, a tiny piece might still be discovered by a bare foot on the kitchen floor, or may have bounced undetected into a bowl used later for taco meat.

The Mending

At some point in the cleanup process, the ones helping realize that the pieces will never go back together the way they were before.  They are helpless in the face of such great suffering.  So they prayerfully box up the fragments and hand them to our Father, the God of comfort.  It will take a miracle…the pieces are so tiny…it seems so hopeless…

YAHWEH, King of Kings, Lord of Lords

His specialty is broken hearts.  And once those pieces are held in His hands,  fused backed together by the heat of His love, they will be a work of art.

All praise to God, the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ. God is our merciful Father and the source of all comfort.  He comforts us in all our troubles so that we can comfort others. When they are troubled, we will be able to give them the same comfort God has given us. 1 Corinthians 1:3-4

Broken glass and a clumsy streak led to a powerful story of the brokenhearted. God can take anything and create meaning y'all.

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Thoughts from a rainy Texas highway. You see, on the highway, floods will deceive. They will hide danger. They will draw you in. They will call to you.


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Turn Around, Don’t Drown

I wrote this blog in 2016 and it seems appropriate to re-post it since my state is currently suffering from the remnants of another hurricane, Harvey.

In my part of Texas we are suffering from steady rains…remnants of Hurricane Patricia with another southern system joining it from the Gulf of Mexico, and a front hitting us from the north.   I flew into Houston last night on a bumpy flight, and was welcomed by this rainy weather.  On my two hour drive home, we noticed highway signs flashing warnings to “Turn around, don’t drown” if roads became flooded.  You see, on the highway, floods will deceive.  They will hide danger.  They will draw you in.  They will call to you.  This is getting spiritual y’all. In your rush to get to the other side you might become careless, thinking to yourself that you can handle it, all the while inching closer to being swept away.

Wait!  WAIT!  W-A-I-T!

Don’t get swept away by anxiety, by fear, by longing, by sorrow.  Wait on the Lord, He will rescue you.

Thoughts from a rainy Texas highway. You see, on the highway, floods will deceive. They will hide danger. They will draw you in. They will call to you.

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What you do next is pivotal. And you will do something. It will be automatic. A person can’t just sit around twiddling thumbs. At times like these we are made for action.


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Turning the Other Cheek When Life Slaps You in the Face

What you do next is pivotal. And you will do something. It will be automatic. A person can’t just sit around twiddling thumbs. At times like these we are made for action.

You know how when you are trying to be a good Christian and not stress over something that is potentially serious, potentially life-changing? When you are walking along in your daily doldrums, and suddenly, you get some kind of jaw dropping news…the conclusion has not been delivered, the outcome is yet to be determined?You fill in the blank with specifics.Do you have something in mind?  You wonder how the apostle Paul could possibly say that you not be anxious about anything?

What you do next is pivotal. And you will do something. It will be automatic. A person can’t just sit around twiddling thumbs. At times like these we are made for action.

You have two possibilities:
Number 1.. Pick it up, bear it, strain under it, tuck it into your backpack with all the rest of the stresses you need to compartmentalize or…
Number 2…Hand it over, lift it up, pass it on…that steaming, fiery coal that held too long makes you squirm with discomfort.

But sometimes in the real world things are not so cut and dried. If y’all are like me, you get scared and panic…think of worst case scenarios (uh, that would be Number 1)…and before I know it I am in full tilt anxiety mode. Then, and only then, I move to Number 2 because I can’t stand the suffering anymore. Wouldn’t it be great to go straight to Jesus instead of putting myself through all that? Sigh! I am glad I have beautiful people in my life who can go before me with singing, showing me what living lite looks like.

What you do next is pivotal. And you will do something. It will be automatic. A person can’t just sit around twiddling thumbs. At times like these we are made for action.

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