But God is the author of peace

1 Corinthians 14:12, 26, 33 Since you are so eager to have the special abilities the Spirit gives, seek those that will strengthen the whole church… Everything that is done must strengthen all of you… For God is not a God of disorder [or confusion] but of peace, as in all the meetings of God’s people.

When Karis was a child, she asked her dad to study the topic of the Holy Spirit with her. They worked their way through the Old Testament and into the Gospels. One day, Karis said, “We can stop now, Dad. 1 Corinthians 14 explains everything.”

Apparently, what she really wanted was to understand the phenomenon of speaking in tongues. Whether this chapter “explains everything” could be debated. But it does say clearly that God doesn’t like confusion and chaos. He loves peace, and longs to give it to us.

The word translated “peace,” eirene, means harmony. It can also mean an internal sense of well-being. Is that possible for us, in the midst of Covid, grieving of so many losses, political tensions and wars, racial issues, financial challenges, and all the suffering, chaos and confusion in the world?

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Yikes! Doesn’t this graphic make you feel tired?

The best I can do in response to this question today is to offer you other wonderful eirene Scriptures. I invite you to pray through them with me.

John 14:27 I [Jesus] am leaving you with a gift—peace of mind and heart. And the peace I give is a gift the world cannot give. So don’t be troubled or afraid.

Romans 8:6 Letting your sinful nature control your mind leads to death. But letting the Spirit control your mind leads to life and peace.

Romans 14:17 The Kingdom of God is not a matter of what we eat or drink, but of living a life of goodness and peace and joy in the Holy Spirit.

Philippians 4:6-7 Don’t worry about anything; instead, pray about everything. Tell God what you need, and thank him for all he has done. Then you will experience God’s peace, which exceeds anything we can understand. His peace will guard your hearts and minds as you live in Christ Jesus.

Colossians 3:15 And let the peace that comes from Christ rule in your hearts. For as members of one body you are called to live in peace.

Hebrews 12:14 Work at living in peace with everyone.

But God knows me completely, by Ted and Claudia Limpic

1 Corinthians 13:12 Now we see things imperfectly, like puzzling reflections in a mirror, but when the time of perfection comes, we will see everything with perfect clarity. All that I know now is partial and incomplete, but then I will know everything completely, just as God now knows me completely.

Casibo begged God for a miracle.

His huge black hand grabbed mine as we formed a prayer circle some 75 feet above the Dakar neighborhood where the bleating of sheep and the rhythms of West African music blended together. I could instantly tell his hands were way stronger than mine.

So was his faith. Casibo begged God for a miracle … something only God could do: turn those five stories of newly poured concrete into a modern school and dorm where Senegalese street kids could receive a dignified education and learn a marketable trade.

Casibo knew the importance of education. Born in Haiti and raised in Venezuela, two of the poorest places on earth, he dreamed that someday he could rescue vulnerable children. Then he met Rosimara, a Brazilian missionary serving in Venezuela. They fell in love, married, and moved to Senegal, West Africa, where street children abound.

Together they pioneered “House of Hope,” rescuing, educating, and training Senegalese street children. They became “Ma and Pa” to some 30 abandoned kids. An unexpected donation allowed them to take a huge step of faith: build a five-story building that could house school classrooms, a kitchen, a dining room, and a dorm. And here we were. Standing atop a concrete skeleton, five stories tall, and begging God for help in finishing it!

House of Hope, founded in faith, hope, and love

And God did!! Today that miracle building has been completed. The classrooms are in full use, along with the kitchen, dining area, and dorms. Just last week, they inaugurated the Prayer Center for the Nations … right on the very spot where we stood with Casibo and prayed! Every day, it is filled with children raising their voices in faith, asking God to bless other children around the world as He has blessed them!

Thank God with us for “the miracle” that now houses the House of Hope School … as well as for the many miracles happening daily inside that building as children’s lives are being rescued, touched by God’s love, and wonderfully transformed. He knows every one of those children completely, as well as he knows and loves you and me.

But God is faithful

1 Corinthians 10:12-14 If you think you are standing strong, be careful not to fall. The temptations in your life are no different from what others experience. But God is faithful. He will not allow the temptation to be more than you can stand. When you are tempted, he will show you a way out so that you can endure. So, my dear friends, flee from the worship of idols.

Recently, in a meeting of Christian leaders, a man I admire who has been greatly used by the Lord burst out, “I hate Biden!” Everyone laughed. But I felt like I had been slapped in the face.

I still feel the sting—not from this incident alone, but from many similar experiences over the last few years, in speech and in print: Christians, people who claim Jesus as Lord, condemning and slandering other people; in some cases even breaking relationships over what they call politics–sometimes even using the name of God to do so. The pain is not because of any political beliefs I have; I’ve felt it from both sides of the aisle. I’m sure you have all experienced this.

When Paul wrote this chapter to the church of Corinth, he wrote in the context of idolatry. Perhaps today, he would illustrate idolatry with politics rather than food. Surely it hurts our Lord’s heart to see his people mired in fear and hatred rather than living into the freedom of trust and love for each other, no matter our political views. Didn’t Jesus spend a lot of his time teaching us to love our “enemies,” pray for them, seek to bless them? I do what is best for others so that many can be saved (verse 33).

I know this man’s outburst didn’t come from just his own mind and heart. It came from long listening to voices that for political ends instill and nurture fear and hatred, sometimes through half-truths and spin, making public discussion all about personalities. We’re all vulnerable to the impact of this twist.

I’ve started asking myself, Is this writer or speaker intentionally making me afraid or inducing in me feelings of anger or hatred of “them”—whoever the person or group may be? Are they making it about personalities rather than about policies? If so, I need to take a step back and reconsider what they claim to be facts, and free myself from those emotions, rather than nurturing them. And pray for God to rule my heart, not anything or anyone else.

My eye is caught again by verse 13, which I have underlined twice. God is faithful. Perhaps I am one whose conscience is oversensitive (v. 28-29; 1 Cor 8:9-12). But God is faithful. He IS love. Not because we’re lovely, but because he is loving. Are we showing him to the world?

Because God is faithful, I can choose to entrust to him my questions, doubts, feelings, worries, concerns, and grief. The Faithful One loves without favoritism. He is the One (the only one!) who one day will make all things right, not ANY person or ideology.

Growing up in the megalopolis of São Paulo was tough for our daughter Rachel. When we had the chance to leave the city and spend some time in nature, her whole demeanor changed. I could see the beauty and peacefulness of God’s creation nourishing her soul. Similarly, to recapture my own freedom, and the beauty of other people, I have to “fast” from the media and breathe the fresh air of simple relationship with my loving, faithful Father. I recommend it!

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But God works in all of us

1 Corinthians 12:4-7, 24-27 There are different kinds of spiritual gifts, but the same Spirit is the source of them all. There are different kinds of service, but we serve the same Lord. God works in different ways, but it is the same God who does the work in all of us. … So God has put the body together such that extra honor and care are given to those parts that have less dignity. This makes for harmony among the members, so that all the members care for each other. If one part suffers, all the parts suffer with it, and if one part is honored, all the parts are glad. All of you together are Christ’s body, and each of you is a part of it.

My brother-in-law Pete Johnson (http/www.hanoverdale.church) sent me this story. “God works in different ways”—indeed!! He doesn’t say so, but he’s the one who performed the wedding ceremony.

But God is mighty to save, by Peter Johnson

Zephaniah 3:17 The Lord your God is in your midst, a mighty one who will save; he will rejoice over you with gladness; he will quiet you by his love; he will exult over you with loud singing.

Friday afternoon, April 30 was a windy day. Excitement was mounting for the upcoming outdoor wedding of Maggie and Cooper the next day. As some family and members of the wedding party decorated under the party tent, little did they realize that danger was brewing just outside.

A few round tables had been set up, but the 100 wooden folding chairs delivered by the event company were lying flat, stacked under the tent. Flowers were being arranged as people discussed where things should go. Suddenly the 10-15 mph wind gusted to a 60-mph burst. An eighty-foot oak tree with a four-foot circumference just outside the tent twisted, tore and snapped in half, falling on the tent right where the wedding party stood.

By all accounts, there should have been multiple crushing injuries and fatalities. BUT GOD…! The tree trunk collapsed the tent and landed on the stacked folding chairs, splintering them into kindling. It crushed the tables into a twisted, broken mass of metal and plastic. Then it bounced left, missing the house by just a few feet.

Cooper and Maggie could never have imagined their wedding like this!

Hearing bark and wood tear, someone yelled “Run!” But there wasn’t time; in a split second the trunk and limbs of the tree flattened the tent, and the canvas in turn flattened the people under it. Cooper tackled his soon to be father-in-law to protect him from the massive tree. They lay stunned in the space between the tent canvas and the ground provided by the stacked chairs. The trunk landed one inch away from where one person stood. Another had a two-foot limb land on one side of him and another two-foot limb land on the other side of him as he lay in the V of where the limbs connected to the trunk.

The best man, Mike, stood with his eleven-month-old daughter, my granddaughter Florence on his shoulders. When he saw the tree ripping apart, he ran. A branch of the tree hit him in the back, knocking Flo out of his arms, scraping her forehead, and fracturing her wrist. Mid-stride he was able to grab her by the leg before she hit the ground, then kept running to the other side of the yard.

Baby Flo and her mom the day before Flo started wearing a cast on her arm. Flo is the last-born of five baby girls God added to our extended family within five months–our Talita and Liliana are two of the five.

People were sore from being knocked over, and one person had a tiny scratch. Amazingly, Flo’s wrist was the worst injury of the day.

The next day, a tree company cleaned up the broken tree and the party event company delivered 100 new chairs, set up on the other side of the yard. The weather was perfect, and minus one tent, Maggie and Cooper were married in a wonderful ceremony. A potential tragedy was eclipsed by miracle, wonder and the powerful hand of God. 

The happy couple

The Bible says God is our protector in the storms of life. Isaiah 32:2 teaches that when God’s Kingdom is present “Each will be like a refuge from the wind and a shelter from the storm, like streams of water in a dry country, like the shade of a huge rock in a parched land.”

We praise God for His protection. God is good, even in the wind. He is mighty to save!

But God’s judgment is discipline

1 Corinthians 11:31-32 If we would examine ourselves, we would not be judged by God in this way. But when we are judged by the Lord, we are being disciplined so that we will not be condemned along with the world.

Hebrews 12:5-6 Have you forgotten the encouraging words God spoke to you as his children? He said, “My child, don’t make light of the Lord’s discipline, and don’t give up when he corrects you. For the Lord disciplines those he loves.”

Ephesians 5:1-2 Imitate God, therefore, in everything you do, because you are his dear children. Live a life filled with love, following the example of Christ.

Happy Mother’s Day, all you moms!

Since today is Mother’s Day, I’m skipping chapter 10 and will come back to it in the next post.  The tension between judgment and discipline, and the way each is handled, seems to me an important theme for parents—dads too!

Those of us who grew up not feeling loved by our parents may have an especially hard time figuring out the judgment/discipline dynamic. I love the practical counsel offered by Cloud and Townsend in their book Boundaries with Kids: How Healthy Choices Grow Healthy Children because it focuses on love as the context for discipline. It showed me that my own choices as a mom were more important than my children’s behavior. I wish I had understood this when my children were young.

Judgment is the evaluation we make of behavior against a standard. It alerts us to the need for shaping, training, and instruction, the definition of the word paideuo used by both Paul and the writer to the Hebrews. How different that is from being told to perform a task—with little or no instruction or opportunity to practice—and then being punished for not doing it well. That was a frequent pattern in my home growing up. It does lead to self-judgment, but not in a positive sense of developing healthy internal boundaries based on knowing one can do what is expected. It makes one want to give up, because the parent is impossible to please.

Our Father/Mother* God isn’t like that. Jesus shows us what he is like. I’m enchanted with the way Jesus is depicted for us in the wonderful series “The Chosen”. Watching that may be the best Mother’s Day gift you can give yourself!

*See, for example, Psalm 27:10, Isaiah 66:13, Hosea 11:3-4, Matthew 23:37.

But God compels

1 Corinthians 9:16-17, 26 Yet preaching the Good News is not something I can boast about. I am compelled to do it. How terrible for me if I didn’t preach the Good News! I have no choice, for God has given me this sacred trust…I run with purpose in every step.

Paul was compelled to preach. I feel compelled to write. What sacred trust has God given you?

“This one’s a fighter.” The veteran nurse smiled back as Karis gurgled and grinned, enjoying her bath. “That’s why she’s still alive, not all this paraphernalia. I’ve not known another baby so passionate to live. Don’t lose sight of HER in the middle of all this medical stuff.”

The nurse showed me how to navigate with soap and water between and around the ileostomy on her Karis’s tiny tummy, the Broviac catheter coiled on her chest, the naso-gastric tube emerging from her nose and taped to her cheek.

Hiding most of this under a frilly dress, and taping a matching bow to her bald head, the nurse said, “Go home to your little son. He needs you too.” She settled Karis into a stroller, grasping her IV pole with one practiced hand. “I’ll take Karis around with me to cheer up the other patients.”

At PACA, her school in Brazil, her shirt covering the central line through which she was fed every night.

LIFE in capital letters compelled Karis. On her birthday yesterday, I reflected on how apparent this was even at a few weeks old. And how her bright smile continued cheering others for the next thirty years, years the doctors told us she would never live. “Unplug everything and let her die now,” they told us. “That’s the merciful thing to do for her.”

No. God knew we needed her smile, even through the tough times and the pain. Her zest for life invigorated us. Again and again after that first time, God’s restoring touch reached down to meet her heart’s thirst for more, more of this life, more time with her Beloved, as she called those she loved (virtually everyone who crossed her path). Until finally, she said, “Father, take me Home.”

And now she is truly living LIFE. I imagine her joy and enthusiasm infecting everyone in Heaven as she welcomes more of the Beloved into her Father’s home through these Covid months. Crooning cradle songs in Portuguese over more than two thousand babies dead from Covid in Brazil, but growing up now well and strong. I see her delighting in Jane Pool’s stories and finding just the right shade to paint our dear Alicia Helmick’s nails, wearing one of a collection of brightly-colored shirts saying “Been there. Got the T-shirt.”

Comforting the hundreds of pastors from across Latin America taken as they steadfastly cared for their people: the Good Shepherd will raise up others to love their congregations and their families. Listening intently as those who found life too hard on Earth pour out their stories and find healing in the presence of the Lord . . .

She’s busy. She’s well and strong. Happy. Thrilled with LIFE.

And I miss her.

But God’s love strengthens us, by Chris Daly

1 Corinthians 8:2 But while knowledge makes us feel important, it is love that strengthens the church.

Psalm 23:6 Goodness and grace will pursue me every day of my life.

Death’s Dark Ravine

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Alzheimer’s had robbed my mother of nearly everything over the last ten years of her life—speech, mobility, even her personality. But not her soul, who she really was.

Sitting by her bedside in March 2020 while she was drawing near to heaven, I began to read Psalm 23 to Mom, hoping it would be a comfort to her heart.

In my quest to let this well-loved portion of Scripture really rest with us and let the Lord speak to us through it, I read Psalm 23 to Mom, day and night, in every version of the Spanish and English Bibles I found on YouVersion. Spanish was Mom’s first language, so I had started a few years earlier to sometimes speak, play music, sing, and read to Mom in Spanish– in case it still connected with her soul.   

I began to write my own paraphrase of Psalm 23, and in looking at ten or eleven versions of the Bible, the Holy Spirit gifted me with a personalized vision of His Shepherd’s heart for me and my mother. His joy and hope gradually soaked into my deepest being. My heart was saturated, just as Jesus promises in verse five! “You honor me as Your guest, and you fill my cup until it overflows.”

So, in spite of exhaustion and profound grief at seeing my mother withering away in front of us, I experienced God’s presence in a way I never had before. I felt a gentle refreshing of my soul. The Lord hand-fed me with cool restorative water, and gave new life to my desiccated heart. “He leads me by quiet water, He restores my inner person.” (verse 3) 

My Shepherd opened my eyes to understand for the first time that the “enemy watching” was Satan himself. The devil was witness to the feast being spread before me, while Jesus, the Bread of Life, was feeding me Himself to strengthen and renew me.  “You prepare a feast before me, in plain sight of my enemies.” (verse 5)

“Even if I pass through death-dark ravines, I will fear no disaster; for You are with me…Goodness and grace will pursue me every day of my life.“(verses 4, 6). Jesus revealed to me that His compassionate love and His goodness wererunning after me, not passively standing behind me. I had always previously pictured verse 6 to mean that His faithfulness and mercy were following me, lagging behind, casually loitering. But, no! Jesus was chasing me down with His chesed (the Hebrew word that means permanent, covenantal, faithful love), actively running with me through the Valley of the Shadow of Death.  

It was an enormous, bleak, sometimes pitch-dark valley. But I experienced His tender companionship as a sweet and kind gift–the steadfast love of our Father. (verse 6) And now Mom is enjoying Him face to face, now and forever.

But God gives wisdom

1 Corinthians 7:25 I do not have a command from the Lord … But the Lord in his mercy has given me wisdom that can be trusted, and I will share it with you.

James 1:5 If you need wisdom, ask our generous God, and he will give it to you.

We got home yesterday from a week in Colorado for mission meetings, our first travel by plane since Covid began; eighteen months since we have seen our colleagues except by Zoom. The nineteen of us able to participate arrived in a variety of levels of stress, distress, and exhaustion, including from Covid.

Dave and I are in the middle of the pack in our mission team, called the IMT (International Ministry Team, because we all work in multiple countries). Only three or four couples are younger than we are. We benefit from the years of experience and wisdom and perspective of those who have been running this race longer than us—what a privilege! And the younger ones inspire us constantly with their different, often humorous “take” on life and world events.

One topic was resilience through this VUCA time (volatile, uncertain, complex, ambiguous). VUCA—terminology borrowed from the military—and how it can be countered by “VUCA Prime”: vision, understanding, clarity, agility. (You can find many VUCA resources on the internet.) Agility in VUCA time calls for shorter-term plans, and the ability to pivot as needed.

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In many of the countries where we work, VUCA is not new—it describes the everyday world of those whose resources are always in short supply. Covid is just one more factor in their precarious struggle for daily survival. And I can say that much of Karis’s life was characterized by all four VUCA characteristics. But in so many ways, the world has changed, and we don’t know yet how we’ll need to adapt.

Thus, we realized it’s more important than ever for us as a team to share with each other the wisdom and perspective God gives us. We’re better together. Dave and I came home feeling encouraged if not rested (our schedule was intense), more appreciative of the combined wisdom and strength God gives through team.

At one point our leader said, “We must be willing to experiment. Some of those experiments won’t ‘work,’ but we’ll all learn from them. Our team is a safe place where there is no such thing as failure.” I thought of Thomas Edison saying “I have not failed. I’ve just found 10,000 ways that won’t work.”

As I regroup at home, I want that sense of safety to be true of my family and friendships as well as my mission team. So much is not under our control. I want to contribute to the security of those I love in any way I can.

But God cares about our bodies

1 Corinthians 6:13-20 You can’t say that our bodies were made for sexual immorality. But they were made for the Lord, and the Lord cares about our bodies. And God will raise us from the dead by his power, just as he raised our Lord from the dead. Don’t you realize that your bodies are actually parts of Christ? … Your body is the temple of the Holy Spirit, who lives in you and was given to you by God. You do not belong to yourself, for God bought you with a high price. So you must honor God with your body.

Last week my daughter Valerie explained to me why she prefers working night shift in the pediatric intensive care unit. “I became a critical care nurse because I love hands-on care for people. I guess I learned that from loving Karis. The day shift is too busy. At night, the rush slows, and the unit grows quiet. At night we give our patients baths. I can wash their hair, massage their aching bodies with lotion, talk to them, pray over them, sing to them. Often family members are present, and I can show them ways to love their child through physical touch and with their voices, even when a patient is in deep coma. Karis taught us that she was more aware of what was happening to her and around her when she was in coma than even the doctors realized. This is my favorite part of nursing—a way to give back, to pass forward the care Karis received from her nurses.”

Karis’s gift of one last brilliant smile

For more than thirty years, I cared for Karis’s body. This was especially true at times when she was in a coma. But the time came when I could do nothing more for her. The slightest touch bruised her as one after another of her body systems shut down. I was deeply comforted when I learned God had sent three angels to be with her and care for her, the same angels who flew with her away from that ICU bed to Heaven. You can read the story in Karis, All I See Is Grace.

Knowing God cared about her body mattered to Karis and kept her motivated when she wanted to give up. Along the way, her scarred, steroid-compromised, bruised body lost much of what the world calls beauty. God gave her a vision of her scars on Jesus’ body (that story too is in the Karis book). Our bodies are part of Christ’s. That’s true for each of us.

So, it makes sense to care for our bodies, not out of vanity but to honor Christ. Our bodies are the vehicles through which God works: our hands and feet, our voices, our energy, our hugs and smiles and tears. He even works through our brokenness and pain, as he did with Karis. Even more, as he did with Christ. His resurrected body still bears the scars of his suffering.

It was necessary for the Son to be made in every respect like us… Since he himself has gone through suffering and testing, he is able to help us when we are being tested. Hebrews 2:16-18