A Norvell Note: The Game Is Not Over

September 20, 2026 – Vol. 30 No. 54

If you’re a college football fan, you might have enjoyed watching some incredible comeback games, like Ohio State versus Texas and NC State against Vanderbilt. These exciting moments really remind us of the classic sayings, “stay in the game” and “It ain’t over ‘til it’s over.” These lessons hold just as much in life as they do in sports, encouraging us to keep going no matter what. 

You might be reading these words and feeling like the game is finished. Perhaps you’ve made many mistakes in your business, accidentally let down your family, or are overwhelmed with regrets, wondering if you can ever bounce back. Please remember, it’s not over yet. Keep going, stay in the game, and hold onto hope. 

Remember, even if you’ve stumbled and fallen more times than you can count, your efforts are truly valuable. Keep trying, because every attempt is a step forward. Don’t lose hope—your perseverance matters!

Job faced tremendous loss but never lost hope. His friends and family urged him to give up and admit to something terrible, but he stayed strong and kept seeking God. In time, he was blessed to see the Lord.

Peter sadly denied knowing Jesus three times during a very important moment in the Lord’s life. He felt like his usefulness to Jesus was over. But later, Jesus kindly told him, “Feed my sheep,” welcoming him back and reminding him of his important role.

Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles. And let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us, fixing our eyes on Jesus, the pioneer and perfecter of faith. For the joy set before him he endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God. Consider him who endured such opposition from sinners, so that you will not grow weary and lose heart. (Hebrews 12:1-3)

Your world might seem a bit grey right now, and you might feel like there’s not enough time to heal. But please remember, don’t lose hope. Your life isn’t finished until it truly ends, and with God, it’s never truly over.  

I love you.

Tom

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A Norvell Note: A Place for Words

September 13, 2026 – Vol. 30 No. 34

I just finished filling another journal, and it always feels rewarding. I have a collection of journals on a shelf in my home study, each holding its own collection of stories. A few years ago, I decided to destroy some journals because they are private conversations between God and me. Journaling is an important part of my life—I’ve been doing it in some form for as long as I can remember. It gives my words and thoughts a special place and helps me feel more connected to the Lord.

The leather cover makes it easy to add new pages once I’ve finished the old ones. I love the paper’s special feel, with its soft yellow hue, and I enjoy writing in brown ink. I aim to journal each day, and it took me eleven months to fill this last one. My entries are straightforward: “Father, …” — those three dots represent whatever’s on my mind and in my heart right then. 

Some days I fill a page or two or three, feeling inspired and eager. Other days, I might find myself saying, “I have no words today.” Sometimes, I humbly ask for forgiveness, saying, “Forgive me; I am a sinner,” which I find myself doing almost every day. Some days, I vent with complaints, moans, and whines, while on others, I lift my heart in praise to the Lord for His goodness, kindness, and mercy. And then, there are those peaceful days when I sit quietly with my pen in hand, my journal open in front of me, gentle music playing softly, and my cats sleeping peacefully beside me. I often close my journal with a thankful heart, content with the quiet moments I’ve shared. 

I’m sharing this because journaling is something very personal to me. Some of you might not enjoy it or feel tempted to try, and that’s perfectly okay! I’m not urging anyone to do it. For me, journaling creates a warm, safe space to share my thoughts with the Lord—thoughts that sometimes turn into heartfelt articles, reflections, or even simple to-do lists. You might find that you wouldn’t want to read them because your name might come up in some entries, and perhaps you’d prefer not to hear what I have to say about you.

I’m sharing this because I need a space for my words—words that only God sees and hears. I hope you find a special place and time to share what’s in your heart and mind with the Lord, creating a moment of connection and peace. 

I’m thankful for a place for my words. 

I love you.

Tom

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A Norvell Note: Be Still  

August 30, 2026 – Vol. 30 No. 32

Sometimes, I find it helpful to hold on to these comforting words from the Lord: “Be still, and know that I am God. I will be exalted among the nations; I will be exalted in the earth. The Lord Almighty is with us; the God of Jacob is our fortress.” (Psalm 46:10-11, NIV)

It’s been quite a busy week, and I have to say, I’m feeling a little tired and a bit on edge. Finding a moment of stillness and reminding myself to stay calm, remembering that He is God, truly helps me find a sense of peace. 

Whenever you hear about a new earthquake, flood, tornado, or forest fire affecting thousands of acres and homes, take a moment to find a quiet spot and be still. Remember that the Lord Almighty is always with us, offering comfort and strength. 

When the news feels familiar—much like it did yesterday and like it might tomorrow—you might wonder how some people can act with such cruelty and hatred. It’s natural to feel fear building up inside you. Take a moment to pause, turn off the noise, and find stillness, trusting that God remains in control. Remember, you’re not alone in this, and there’s comfort in faith. 

You might find yourself spending more on a tank of gasoline than you expected, your insurance premiums seem to keep climbing, and you could be worried about what will happen if someone loses their job. Take a moment to find a peaceful spot, sit quietly, breathe deeply, and remember that God even cares for the dandelions. 

When your wife’s doctor says they’ve done all they can, take a moment to be still and remember that the Lord will walk with both of you through this dark valley. 

When life feels overwhelming, take a moment to pause and breathe.

When you’re feeling stressed and scared, take a moment to pause and breathe. Remember, it’s okay to feel this way, and allowing yourself to be still can bring a sense of calm and clarity. 

Whenever you feel overwhelmed and feel like crying, take a moment to be still and allow yourself to cry if needed. It’s okay to express your emotions and give yourself the compassion you deserve. 

When this Psalm was written, I like to think that the evening news (if there had been such a thing) back in those days was probably quite similar to ours. The Lord said then, and He continues to say today, be still and know that I am God. 

I love you.

Tom

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A Norvell Note: Consider the Dandelions  

August 16, 2026 – Vol. 30 No. 31

“Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they toil not, neither do they spin: And yet I say unto you, that even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.” (Matthew 6:28-29, King James Version)

Here’s my paraphrase: Think about the dandelions in the yard. They don’t really do anything except keep showing up in a neatly kept lawn, often uninvited and not exactly appreciated by me. I have fought and lost many battles through the years. 

It seems like God created these tiny plants so that children can blow on them, scattering their seeds across the yard and helping new ones to grow. I believe He finds joy in the sound of children’s laughter as they play with them. 

“If God gives such attention to the appearance of wildflowers—most of which are never even seen—don’t you think he’ll attend to you, take pride in you, do his best for you? What I’m trying to do here is to get you to relax, to not be so preoccupied with getting, so you can respond to God’s giving. People who don’t know God and the way he works fuss over these things, but you know both God and how he works. Steep your life in God-reality, God-initiative, God-provisions. Don’t worry about missing out. You’ll find all your everyday human concerns will be met.” (Matthew 6:30-33, The Message)

I have learned to tolerate dandelions because they remind me that if God will create them, I need to relax and enjoy His creation, knowing He has always taken care of me and always will. 

(Sometimes I even pick one up, blow it, and marvel at God’s creation.) 

I love you.

Tom

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August 9, 2026 – Vol. 30 No. 30

In a message to the Hope Hospice team, Tasha O’Connor wrote, 

“I have a confession.

I hate the sympathy card aisle.

Not because I don’t believe in sending sympathy cards. Quite the opposite. Every time I stand there reading them, I catch myself thinking, “No…that’s not quite right.” One says too much. Another doesn’t say enough. Whoever has the job of writing sympathy cards has an impossible job because there simply aren’t words big enough for the hardest losses.

August is National Grief Awareness Month, and this month’s theme is Connection. One of the hardest parts of grief is feeling like you’re carrying something no one else can see. Sometimes people don’t need us to have the perfect words. They just need a tangible reminder that their grief is seen, accepted, and that they aren’t alone.”^[1]

I appreciate her words for a couple of reasons. 

First, I often find myself standing in the card aisle, searching for the card (birthday, anniversary, or sympathy) that says it just right. On more than one occasion, I chose a blank card with a nice picture on the front and went home to write my own words. 

Second, I appreciate the reminder that what people really need as they go through grief is connection. Someone to be there. Someone to acknowledge their pain. Someone to love and accept them in their lowest moments. 

Several years ago, a friend of ours lost his wife. The first Sunday he returned to a church gathering, he stood in the hallway with folks surrounding him. My wife walked past him, gently reached out, and put her hand on his shoulder for just a few seconds, then moved on. No words, just a touch on his shoulder. He mentioned many times how much that simple gesture of compassion meant to him.

I often pray when I enter a situation where I know someone is grieving: “Lord, help me to be there and be quiet until You tell me to speak.” That requires me to listen to Him and to the person. Sometimes I need to speak; sometimes I do not. It is important that I know the difference. To know the difference, I must be connected to them and to Him. 

Be there. Be quiet. 

I love you.

Tom

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^[1] Rev. Tasha O’Connor, LPC-Associate, LCDC Supervised by Bianca Vincent, LMFT-S, LPC-S Grief Services Manage

A Norvell Note: Guard Your Heart

August 2, 2026 – Vol. 30 No. 29

I try to take care of myself, have regular checkups, and monitor my blood pressure. My doctor tells me my heart is healthy. But lately, I have been seeing lots of ads on my iPhone for apps designed to measure my heart rate, blood sugar, and blood pressure. Maybe you have gotten one or two of those ads too? Are our smartphones trying to tell us something?

Or maybe the Lord is trying to tell us something:  Above all else, guard your heart, for everything you do flows from it. (Proverbs 4:23)

Those wise words had meaning centuries ago when they were written and still have profound meaning for us today. 

We need to guard our hearts from selfishness and pride.

We need to guard our hearts from anger and rage.

We need to guard our hearts from the unwholesome, vulgar, and impure.

We need to guard our hearts from holding on to the past and trying to live in the future. 

We need to guard our hearts from hypocritical and judgmental attitudes.

We need to guard our hearts so the Lord can use us to care for His people.

If you need an app to check your blood pressure, get and use it to stay healthy. And guard your heart and protect your soul so you can do the good things He created you to do. 

I love you.

Tom

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July 26, 2026 – Vol. 30 No. 28

What will your last two words be?

Ian Cron shared on his podcast, “I recently read Ronald Rulheiser’s new book. It’s called Insane for the Light. And it’s about the last third of life. And I love what he has to say. And one of the goals that I have is that the last two words that I say on my deathbed are thank you. That’s the goal. Live in such a way that the last two words you say are thank you.”^[1]

My first thought: “What a goal!”

My second thought: “I want to live like that.”

My third thought: “What kind of life do I need to live so that my last two words to be thank you?”

I will need to live a life filled love for God and for His people.

I will need to live a life where I am intentionally looking for God’s daily miracles and blessings and share them with the people around me. 

I will need to live a life of acknowledging His presence, through the good times and the bad times, knowing I could not survive without Him. 

I want to live a life so my last two words I say are thank You.   

I love you.

Tom

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July 26, 2026 – Vol. 30 No. 28

What will your last two words be?

Ian Cron shared on his podcast, “I recently read Ronald Rulheiser’s new book. It’s called Insane for the Light. And it’s about the last third of life. And I love what he has to say. And one of the goals that I have is that the last two words that I say on my deathbed are thank you. That’s the goal. Live in such a way that the last two words you say are thank you.”^[1]

My first thought: “What a goal!”

My second thought: “I want to live like that.”

My third thought: “What kind of life do I need to live so that my last two words are thank you?”

I will need to live a life filled with love for God and for His people.

I will need to live a life where I am intentionally looking for God’s daily miracles and blessings and share them with the people around me. 

I will need to live a life of acknowledging His presence, through the good times and the bad times, knowing I could not survive without Him. 

I want to live a life so that my last two words I say are thank You.   

I love you.

Tom

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A Norvell Note: A Call from a Friend

July 12, 2026 – Vol. 30 No. 26

It was a simple phone call from a friend. We have tried to connect for several weeks, but kept missing each other. Finally, we had time to talk. We shared about our families, the ups and downs of aging, the good and bad of recent and current life events. We laughed. We almost cried a few times. And we laughed more. 

As the conversation was concluding, we almost promised to do better at communicating but paused and agreed, “We’ll do what we do.” And laughed. 

The call reminded me that:

“A friend loves at all times, and a brother is born for a time of adversity.” (Proverbs 17:17) 

“A sweet friendship refreshes the soul.” (Proverbs 27:9)

I hope you have a friend like mine. I hope you are a friend like mine. We all need refreshment for our souls, and a call from a good friend can do that. 

I love you.

Tom

A Norvell Note: 250^th

July 5, 2026 – Vol. 30 No. 25

From the comfort of our living room sofa in our air-conditioned house, we watched the fireworks in New York City and listened to them going off in our neighborhood. 

Happy 250^th Birthday to the United States of America. 

I love you.

Tom

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A Norvell Note: Rest for the Weary

June 28, 2026 – Vol. 30 No. 24

It is 5:00 PM on Friday. Your work week is over, finally. It has been a long week, and you are weary. Not just tired, weary. It was a good week, and you accomplished almost everything you set out to do. You are pleased, but man, you are tired.

Maybe it was caring for a loved one that has drained your energy, leaving you sapped. Or maybe it was keeping up with your toddler. Or maybe the fatigue has come because of dealing with a rebellious teenager. Or maybe you feel exhausted because your week included all three. And you are doing it all alone. The thought of another week like this is unbearable.

If you are feeling spent and wondering how you will get through another day, I suggest you find a quiet place to read these two passages from God’s word and to know that God gives rest and renewed energy to the weary. 

Do you not know?
    Have you not heard?
The Lord is the everlasting God,
    the Creator of the ends of the earth.
He will not grow tired or weary,
    and his understanding no one can fathom.
He gives strength to the weary
    and increases the power of the weak.
Even youths grow tired and weary,
    and young men stumble and fall;
but those who hope in the Lord
    will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like eagles;
    they will run and not grow weary,
    they will walk and not be faint. (Isaiah 40:28-31)

“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.” (Matthew 11:28-30)

It is okay to admit you are tired. It is okay to say you need rest. And it is okay to ask for help. When you ask, know that God hears you. 

I love you.

Tom

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A Norvell Note: When Trouble Comes

June 21, 2026 – Vol. 30 No. 23

When we commit to following Jesus and serving the Lord, there is a temptation to think that the rest of our lives will be trouble-free and smooth sailing. Sometimes it. Sometimes it is not. 

When troubles come, there is a temptation to think we are failures, that we are doing something wrong, or that God is unfaithful. Our confidence might be shaken, and our closeness to the Lord may have faded.

In those times, we must remember that missteps and mistakes do not disqualify us. Regardless of how we live our lives, God is always faithful and will not leave us. We can trust Him. He is always faithful. 

If you find yourself in one of those low and dry spaces, maybe these words from Psalm 34 will encourage you. 

The Lord will deliver you from your troubles, and he will rescue you when you take refuge in Him.

The righteous person may have many troubles,

but the Lord delivers him from them all;

he protects all his bones,

not one of them will be broken.

Evil will slay the wicked;

the foes of the righteous will be condemned.

The Lord will rescue his servants;

no one who takes refuge in him will be condemned. (Psalm 34:19-22)

I love you.

Tom

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A Norvell Note: Returning to Work After Vacation

June 14, 2026 – Vol. 30 No. 22

Coming back to work after a restful vacation can feel daunting. The transition from quiet mornings and leisurely days to meetings, emails, and deadlines may stir up stress or even reluctance. Yet, as followers of Christ, we are reminded that our work is not separate from our faith. Colossians 3:23 encourages us: “Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for human masters.”

Vacation is a gift—an opportunity to rest, reflect, and reconnect with God and loved ones. But the return to work is also a gift, a chance to live out our calling in the everyday. Just as Jesus often withdrew to quiet places to pray and then returned to minister (Luke 5:16), our own rhythms of rest and work are meant to glorify God.

As you step back into the office or log in from home, carry the peace you found on your vacation. Let it shape your attitude toward your responsibilities and interactions. See each task, whether big or small, as an offering of service to the Lord. Approach coworkers with patience and kindness, reflecting the refreshment your soul has received.

Pray for a heart that embraces the work set before you, trusting that God can use even routine tasks for His purposes. Remember, your labor is not in vain when done in His name (1 Corinthians 15:58). I pray I can return to work with gratitude, renewed energy, and a perspective that keeps Christ at the center.

I love you.

Tom

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June 7, 2026 – Vol. 30 No. 21

Fifty Years of Memories and More

Kim and I celebrated our 50^th wedding anniversary in January of this year. Together, we strolled through fifty years of memories. We shared the good, the bad, and the ugly, and agreed that there have been far more good than bad or ugly. We talked about how God brought us together, has sustained us, and has kept us together for these fifty years. 

This week, we continued the celebration by gathering with our children and their families on a beautiful beach near Kualoa Regional Park on the island of Oahu. What a blessing it has been to spend time with them, to stand among them, and to express our love for each other and for them.

We also spent time talking about life’s ups and downs and the state of the world, watching the children play in the pool, and seeing our oldest granddaughter, Isabel, perform with her band, Paper Tiger Riot. God has blessed us again.  

But it hasn’t all been about looking back. Celebrations – anniversaries and birthdays – are about reflecting on the past and looking ahead to the future. How many more anniversaries will Kim and I celebrate? How many more times will we, our children, and our grandchildren blow out the candles on a birthday cake? What will these grandchildren become? Where will we be a year from now?

Those are all questions worth pondering, but not tonight. Tonight, I thank God that Kim and I have been blessed by so many, have hopefully blessed a few along the way, and will continue to do so for as long as we can. We have been and are richly blessed. 

I love you.

Tom

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May 31, 2026 – Vol. 30 No. 20

I Trust in You

Psalm 55 reads as if it were written in our day. Troubled thoughts. Concerns about enemies. Anguish. Terrors. Fear. Battles are being waged. It is a time of chaos and confusion. When you have time, read the Psalm and put yourself in it. 

David is having a tough time. Yet he keeps his composure and calls on the Lord for protection and assurance. “As for me, I call to God,”

and the Lord saves me.” Then, at the end, he declares, 

“But as for me, I trust in you.”

How about you? When the walls start closing in, and your world is on the verge of collapse, what do you do? When your friends and family are fretting and fearful, what do you do? When you feel yourself sinking lower into despair, what will you do?

The last line is our answer. “As for me, I trust in you.” When the storms come, say, “I trust in you.” When the medical report isn’t what you hoped, say, “I trust in you.” When fear threatens to crush you, say, “I trust in you.” When you don’t know what to do, say, “I trust in you.”

I love you.

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May 17, 2026 – Vol. 30 No. 19

Thoughts To Encourage and Comfort

I hope these reflections on Romans 8:26-39 bring you encouragement and comfort when you go or as you go through times of sadness, discouragement, or confusion. 

Remember, God hears our thoughts and feelings even when we don’t know what to say or how to express them. 

In the same way, the Spirit helps us in our weakness. We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us through wordless groans. And he who searches our hearts knows the mind of the Spirit, because the Spirit intercedes for God’s people in accordance with the will of God. (26-27)

Remember, God is always working in our lives to transform us into the image of His Son…to become more like Jesus. 

And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who^[a] have been called according to his purpose. For those God foreknew he also predestined to be conformed to the image of his Son, that he might be the firstborn among many brothers and sisters. And those he predestined, he also called; those he called, he also justified; those he justified, he also glorified. (28-30)

Remember, God will never allow anything to separate us from Him or His love. (30-39)

And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose. For those God foreknew he also predestined to be conformed to the image of his Son, that he might be the firstborn among many brothers and sisters. And those he predestined, he also called; those he called, he also justified; those he justified, he also glorified.

What, then, shall we say in response to these things? If God is for us, who can be against us? He who did not spare his own Son, but gave him up for us all—how will he not also, along with him, graciously give us all things? Who will bring any charge against those whom God has chosen? It is God who justifies. Who then is the one who condemns? No one. Christ Jesus who died—more than that, who was raised to life—is at the right hand of God and is also interceding for us. Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall trouble or hardship or persecution or famine or nakedness or danger or sword? As it is written:

“For your sake we face death all day long;
    we are considered as sheep to be slaughtered.”

No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.

God has plans for you, is watching out for you, and will never let you go. Trust these truths. Remember these truths. Share these truths. Live these truths. 

I love you.

Tom

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May 10 – Vol. 30 No. 18

The Cries of Our Hearts

“Trust in him at all times, O people;

         Pour out your hearts to him,

         For God is our refuge.” (Psalm 62:8)

O God, here are the cries of my heart.

My heart cries for the mother who is pouring out her heart for her children, for the mother who is pouring out her heart for the child she lost, or who is far away, and the mother who is pouring out her heart for the child she never had and never will have.  

My heart cries out for the mother who must endure another Mother’s Day without knowing where her child is. 

My heart cries out for a mother confined to the waiting room as her child undergoes surgery, or another surgery she never imagined her child would need. 

My heart cries out for children, regardless of their age, whose hearts cry out for their mother, who left them long ago. 

My heart cries out for the mother who hugged her child as they boarded a plane headed for a war zone, wondering if she would ever hug them again. My heart cries out for the mother as she anxiously waits for news of the war. And for the mother who greets the flag-covered casket as it is unloaded from the plane returning from the war. 

My heart cries out with joy for the mother who holds her child, regardless of their age, in her arms and hears them say, “I love you forever.”

“Trust in him at all times, O people;

         Pour out your hearts to him,

         For God is our refuge.” (Psalm 62:8)

I love you.

Tom

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May 3 – Vol. 30 No. 17

Forgiving Others

This, then, is how you should pray:

Our Father in heaven,

hallowed be your name,

your kingdom come,

your will be done,

on earth as it is in heaven.

Give us today our daily bread.

And forgive us our debts,

as we also have forgiven our debtors.

And lead us not into temptation,

but deliver us from the evil one.

For yours is the kingdom and the power

And the glory forever. (NIV, Matthew 6:9-13)

Like many of you, I have read, prayed, sung, and heard the Lord’s prayer more times than I can count. Surely it is one of the most used in all the scriptures. Please read it again. 

The Lord’s Prayer (NIV, Matthew 6:9-13)

Reflecting on Forgiveness

As I prayed this prayer again, these thoughts surfaced: “And forgive us our debts (sins), as we also have forgiven our debtors (those who have sinned against me).” Jesus seems to assume that we have already forgiven those who have wronged us. It’s not a matter of someday forgiving or thinking about forgiving; it suggests we already have. 

Then I read those same lines from the Contemporary English Version: “Forgive us for the ways we have wronged you, just as we also forgive those who have wronged us.” 

Personal Convictions and Questions

I was convicted in these ways: 

1. When I pray, “Father, forgive me,” am I certain there is not any outstanding or overdue forgiveness I need to offer to others? Am I holding back forgiveness? If so, why? 
2. How have I wronged God? How have others wronged me? Are there wounds or grudges I’m holding that I’m not willing to release? 
3. Forgiveness truly is a big deal. 

I love you.

Tom

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April 26 – Vol. 30 No. 16

You Are Not a Problem

The bumper sticker read “I identify as a problem.”

My first thought was, “I’m sorry.” Then, I thought, “Me too. Sometimes.” When I have messed up at work, in a relationship with a family member, or with a friend. And especially when I fail to follow Jesus as closely as I want to. I sometimes identify as a problem, but then I remember that God does not identify me as a problem.

You are not a problem either. If you were in the car with the bumper sticker, you do not need to identify yourself as a problem. And here’s why: “You see, at just the right time, when we were still powerless, Christ died for the ungodly. 7 Very rarely will anyone die for a righteous person, though for a good person someone might possibly dare to die.8 But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.” (Romans 5:6-8)

These words from Matthew West share the same message. 

If grace was a kingdom, I’d stopped at the gate
Thinkin’ I don’t deserve to pass through
After all the mistakes that I’ve made
Oh, but I heard a whisper as Heaven bent down
Said, “Child, don’t you know that the first will be last
And the last get a crown”

Now I’m just a beggar in the presence of a King
I wish I could bring so much more
But if it’s true, You use broken things
Then here I am Lord, I’m all Yours

The pages of history, they tell me it’s true
That it’s never the perfect
It’s always the ones with the scars that You use
Oh, it’s the rebels and the prodigals
It’s the humble and the weak
All the misfit heroes You chose
Tell me there’s hope for sinners like me

Grace is a kingdom with gates open wide
There’s a seat at the table just waiting for you
So, come on inside. Broken Things^[i]

Whoever you are, do not identify as a problem. 

I love you.

Tom

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^[i] Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Matthew West / Jason Houser / Aj Pruis

Broken Things lyrics © Highly Combustible Music, House Of Story Music Publishing, Two Story House Music, One77 Songs, Combustion Five, Third Story House Music, Get Ur Seek On, Anthem Highly Combustible Music

A Prayer for the Class of 1970

Father, 

When we began our senior year in the fall of 1969, we had no idea what lay ahead for us. With your guidance, you led us through difficult challenges and fostered strong leadership within our class, culminating in that day of relief and celebration in May of 1970. For that, we gave you thanks then, and we give you thanks today. 

Since our graduation from Hope High School in 1970, You have walked us through many good times and many very difficult times. Now, fifty-six years later (which is sometimes difficult to comprehend), we come together again…at least some of us to reunite, to share the good times, try to match names with faces, and remember with some sadness those who are no longer with us. 

So, we thank You for those who have planned, organized, and worked hard to bring us together. And as we once again say our goodbyes, we ask Your blessings on us, those who could not be here, until we come together again…whenever that may be. We love You and thank You for bringing us together as a class unlike any other, for the way we have blessed each other and been blessed by each other, and for how our experiences at Hope High School have shaped us into the people we are today. Thank you for the class of 1970.

May we have love, may we have joy, may we have peace, may we have rest, and may we have healing (Ian Cron). Amen.

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April 12 – Vol. 30 No. 14

Only What Is Helpful

Do not let any unwholesome talk come out of your mouths, but only what is helpful for building others up according to their needs, that it may benefit those who listen. (Ephesians 4:29, NIV)

I have no idea how many times I have read, taught, discussed, and preached on that verse, but I do know I have felt convicted when I failed to follow its wisdom. Never has it been more difficult to practice what I preach than it is right now. But I continue to try. 

In my everyday conversations, I want to say only what benefits those who listen. When I am speaking to co-workers, I try to be aware of their needs and address them. When I speak publicly and in my writing, I often pray, “Lord, give me words that encourage, words that are helpful, and words that benefit those who read or hear them.”

I will continue to pray that my words will build others up. I hope you will pray the same prayer. 

I love you.

Tom

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April 5 – Vol. 30 No. 13

One Shining Moment

Monday night, either Connecticut or Michigan will be crowned the 87^th national champion of college basketball in the finale of the tournament that is known as March Madness. Rejoicing and regret will fill Lucas Oil Stadium and around the nation. The bracket will be complete, the winning team will cut, highlights of the tournament will roll, and the traditional “One Shining Moment” will be played. 

On this Sunday, celebrations will ring out around the world over the one shining moment that outshines all other shining moments: “He is risen!”  That moment, more than any other moment, brought hope of victory and hope to a hopeless world. It still does. It always will. Praise be to God, He is alive! I hope you believe that and live your life as you believe it. 

As we reflect on this season, may the joy and promise of the resurrection fill our hearts and guide our steps each day. Let us continue to share the light of that one shining moment with everyone we meet, living out the hope that Easter brings.

I love you.

Tom

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March 29 – Vol. 30 No. 12

Just Two Commands 

Jesus replied: “‘Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind.’ This is the first and greatest commandment. And the second is like it: ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.’ All the Law and the Prophets hang on these two commandments.” (Matthew 22:37-40)

He gave us two commands. Just two. Not a thousand. Not a hundred. Not even ten. Just two. Love me and love each other. Just two commands, and we can’t seem to get them right.

I hear people say, “I’m a follower of Jesus, love God with my heart.” But the next day, I hear them say, “I can’t stand to even see those people in the hallway.” Although I may not say it out loud, I’m ashamed to admit that sometimes I catch myself saying the same or similar things in my mind. 

Two commands. Just two. 

That’s all He asked us to. “Everything else hangs on these.” 

We sit in churches week after week, singing about our love for God and how He loves us. Throughout the week, we praise and admire people who talk down to people, make fun of those who struggle with physical or mental issues, and ignore the poor and homeless. We say we love God, and yet we refuse to associate with people who do not measure up to our expectations and standards.

Two commandments. Just two

Whoever claims to love God yet hates a brother or sister is a liar. For whoever does not love their brother and sister, whom they have seen, cannot love God, whom they have not seen. (1 John 4:20)

Two commands. Just two 

I love you.

Tom

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March 22 – Vol. 30 No. 11

Take Care of Yourself

In any given week, we experience significant events or challenges in our everyday lives that can affect our emotions and outlook. They range from national and global news to personal and family matters, highlighting both sources of stress and moments of importance. Even if we do not acknowledge these events, they affect us mentally and physically.

We may have trouble sleeping. Our appetite might be impacted. We may feel anxious or agitated. It is hard to concentrate. You feel restless but tired. 

So, what can we? Here are a few suggestions.

Acknowledge the stress and how it is impacting you. Trying to ignore it may increase the stress. It is okay to admit you are stressed. 

Admit you need a break. Our souls are not meant to constantly be under pressure.

Rest. There is no substitute for rest. 

Take a break from all the noise. Find a quiet time and place and enjoy the quiet.

Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. (Philippians 4:6)

  “Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.” (Matthew 11:28-30)

“Be still, and know that I am God;

I will be exalted among the nations,

I will be exalted in the earth.” (Psalm 46:10)

These are stressful times. Take care of yourself.

I love you.

Tom

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March 15 – Vol. 30 No. 10

How You Think About You

When we offer our bodies as living sacrifices, change happens.  One of the first changes is how we think about ourselves. 

“For by the grace given me I say to every one of you: Do not think of yourself more highly than you ought, but rather think of yourself with sober judgment, in accordance with the faith God has distributed to each of you.” (Romans 12:3)

“The only accurate way to understand ourselves is by what God is and by what he does for us, not by what we are and what we do for him.” (The Message)

Sometimes we forget this truth and take credit for what God has done, what He does. We begin to think it is all about us. We see it in business, in education, in sports, and, unfortunately, as Paul expresses concern, in church settings. 

Thinking of yourself more highly than you ought to be is never a good look, especially for one who claims to be a follower of Jesus. It is a bad look for leaders and for followers. It is a bad look for coaches and for players. It is a bad look for husbands and wives. It causes problems in all relationships. 

Paul emphasizes this as he moves into a section discussing life in the body. Thus, if you are part of the body of Christ, don’t think more highly than you ought.

Be careful how you think about yourself. 

I love you.

Tom

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March 8 – Vol. 30 No. 09

Chaos

Chaos really does feel like the only thing we can count on lately, doesn’t it? Everywhere we look, the world seems a little more broken—there’s always something about conflict on the news, people in our neighborhoods can’t seem to agree, and nobody’s sure what’s coming next. Social media just keeps tossing more opinions and arguments at us until our heads are spinning. And at home, life’s busier than ever and worries stack up. Sometimes it feels like we’re caught in a current that’s just carrying us along, way past where we can steer.

Looking for Calm in the Chaos

With so much going on, it’s easy to get down or just plain overwhelmed. But if you follow Christ, there’s some comfort in knowing that chaos doesn’t surprise God at all. Right from the start in Genesis, God steps in and brings order where there was none and turns darkness into light. Jesus, too—He calmed storms with a word and helped people find peace when their hearts were heavy. We’re not promised that chaos will just disappear, but we are promised that God is right there with us in the middle of it, giving us hope and showing us the way, even when we can’t see where it leads.

How Do We Handle It?

So, what can we do when everything feels upside down? We can pause, take some deep breaths, and pray. We can choose to be kind and understanding with others, even when we don’t agree. We can keep our eyes on things that are true, good, and worth celebrating—no letting fear or frustration take over. And most of all, we can trust that God’s still working, putting the pieces back together and even using the chaos to pull us closer. When everything feels out of control, we can hold tight to the One who keeps it all together.

I love you.

Tom

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March 1 – Vol. 30 No. 08

March 1, 1953

What were you doing seventy-three years ago today?

Many of you were not alive, and you who were had no idea, or interest in the fact that in the wee hours of the morning in Hope, Arkansas, I took my first breath. At least that is what I assume from my knowledge of childbirth. 

I’m not writing about my 73^rd birthday, so you will send me a gift. But if you insist, I will gladly supply you with my Venmo account information.

I am thinking of March 1, 1953, and how grateful I am that, shortly after that day, my mother (probably before) began telling me the story of Jesus and what it means to be part of His family. From that day forward, I learned from the words my mother spoke to and into me, from the life she and the examples of following Jesus most of the rest of my family lived in front of me. 

I am grateful that my mother loved the Lord and loved me enough same desire in her children to do the same.

March 1, 1973, is a day of celebration, not so much for me as for the heritage of faith that began when my mother gave birth to me 73 years ago. 

I love you.

Tom

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February 22 – Vol. 30 No. 07

A Living Sacrifice

“Therefore, I urge you, brothers and sisters, in view of God’s mercy, to offer your bodies as a living sacrifice, holy and pleasing to God—this is your true and proper worship.” (Romans 12:1, NIV)

What if we, as Eugene Peterson said in The Message, “Take your everyday, ordinary life—your sleeping, eating, going-to-work, and walking-around life—and place it before God as an offering.”

At times in my life, I have spent many hours trying to determine what the Lord wants me to do. As a young adult, but not just as a young adult, I often prayed, “Lord, do You want me to do with my life?” “Lord, what is Your will for my life?” I have agonized over that question. 

I have counseled countless people as they have tried to determine the Lord’s will for their lives. “Lord, where do you want me to go to college, what do You want me do for a career, do You want me to be married or remain single?” 

When I have faced ministry changes, health decisions, and what to do in the second and now third seasons of my life, I have sought God and asked Him to show me His will for my life. He has provided wisdom, and I’ve tried to follow His leading. He has guided me through all those decisions and given me the strength to do whatever I’ve chosen. 

His response has always been the same. “Tom, love me with your whole heart and give me your life as a living sacrifice, and do whatever you choose. I will bless you and be with you wherever you go. If you choose to serve me as a minister, counselor, writer, teacher, full-time parent, or in the medical field, I will be with you. You are likely to face struggles and trials no matter what you do, but I’ll be with you, and together we’ll get through them. Don’t be afraid of making a mistake, or two, or many, just live a good life that brings glory to our Father. If you forget, get confused, or get off track, remember my words, start over if you need to, and keep following me. You will be fine. I love you whatever you do. 

Colossians 3:17, “And whatever you do, whether in word or deed, do it all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him.”

Colossians 3:23-24, “Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for human masters, 24 since you know that you will receive an inheritance from the Lord as a reward. It is the Lord Christ you are serving.”

“He has showed you, O man, what is good. And what does the Lord require of you? To act justly and to love mercy and to walk humbly with your God.” (Mic 6:8, NIV)

“Take your everyday, ordinary life—your sleeping, eating, going-to-work, and walking-around life—and place it before God as an offering.” Live confidently and know you are doing the will of God.

I love you.

Tom

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February 15 – Vol. 30 No. 06

Fix Your Attention on God

A lot is going on in the world these days. Surprise! I bet you did not know that. We wonder what is going on in the world. With a simple push of a button, you can receive multiple suggestions about who you should be and how you should live your life. There are days when I am overwhelmed by the life-choice proposals. 

Paul spent the first eleven chapters of Romans explaining that the most important decision in life is our response to the gospel of Jesus Christ. Then, in the first 2 verses of Chapter 12, he explains how and why we should make that decision. 

“So here’s what I want you to do, God helping you: Take your everyday, ordinary life—your sleeping, eating, going-to-work, and walking-around life—and place it before God as an offering. Embracing what God does for you is the best thing you can do for him. Don’t become so well-adjusted to your culture that you fit into it without even thinking. Instead, fix your attention on God. You’ll be changed from the inside out. Readily recognize what he wants from you and respond quickly. Unlike the culture around you, always dragging you down to its level of immaturity, God brings the best out of you, develops well-formed maturity in you.” (Eugene H. Peterson, The Message: The Bible in Contemporary Language (Colorado Springs, CO: NavPress, 2005), Ro 12:1–2.)

First, fix your eyes on God. Considering all that God has done for us, keep your eyes on Him and give Him your full attention and energy. Let His work and the gift of His Son for our salvation consume us. (This sounds a little like Hebrews 12.) Then, He explains why.

Fixing our attention on God’s grace and mercy can help clear our thinking and drown out other voices and options.

Fixing our attention on God can help us recognize when we become too comfortable with the culture we live in. It is easy for us to fall into old habits and drift into new ones. 

Fixing our attention on God can help us readily understand what He wants from us and respond quickly. Maybe it is not as difficult as we think. 

As we go through the days ahead, let’s remember to intentionally fix our attention on God, trusting that His guidance brings clarity and peace amidst the noise and distractions of life. By keeping our focus on Him, we allow His love and wisdom to shape our decisions and nurture our hearts. May you find encouragement and strength as you embrace this perspective throughout the week.

I love you.

Tom

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February 8 – Vol. 30 No. 05

Not How I Planned It

The snow did not come as predicted. The article was not finished. The medical test results were not as clear as we had hoped. The marriage did not survive. The child chose a different path than what we hoped, then moved back home. You said things or did something that you wish you could take back. Your candidate did not win. The dream job turned out to be a nightmare. We lost the game. The friendship turned toxic. The church was cold and full of cliques.

That’s not how I planned it.

Disappointment. David Jeremiah describes disappointment as “an unavoidable part of living—whether it stems from others’ failures or your own.” To avoid it, we will have to withdraw from living. Most will agree there are better options. Life does not always go according to our plans, so how do we deal with it? 

Try to see the disappointment from God’s perspective. He is in control, whether it seems that way or not. Spend time expressing your sadness and frustration. He is aware of it and understands it. Ask for His help in dealing with the disappointment, and accept it when it comes. That will not take all the pain away, but it prevents you from getting sidetracked from your sense of purpose. 

Ask God what He wants you to learn from the experience. There’s always something to learn. God’s lesson may be as simple and difficult as, “Keep trusting Me.” 

Move on. Grieve the loss, but don’t wallow in your grief longer than you need to. Acknowledge it and do what you need to do – seek help, be honest with your grief – but don’t quit. Search for another church. Be open to new relationships. Ask for forgiveness. Offer forgiveness. Keep living a good life. 

I try to be hopeful. If the weather forecaster says it’s going to snow (or, with our dry conditions, rain), I get my hopes up. When it does not happen, I get disappointed. Suppose someone makes a promise, I tend to believe them. If they fail to keep the promise, I am disappointed, sometimes angry, and always sad. When I mess up, I am disappointed, often angry, and always sad.

Life is not always going to go as we plan or hope. I have learned that life’s disappointments are only if I get bitter and quit trying to learn from them and stop trying to improve the life God wants me to live. 

“The thief (maybe disappointment) comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full.” (John 10:10, NIV)

Keep living the full life God has planned for you. 

I love you.

Tom

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January 25 – Vol. 30 No. 04

The Anniversary

On Friday, Kim and I celebrated fifty years of marriage (see photos on my Facebook page). We celebrated by enjoying two wonderful meals and a night in a lovely hotel on the River Walk in San Antonio, Texas. We had a wonderful wedding fifty years ago, and a wonderful time remembering the event and the people who have loved and supported us through the last five decades.

During the weekend, we reminisced about the songs, the wedding day, the honeymoon in Memphis and Gatlinburg, and our first days of adjusting to life as a married couple. We shared memories of places we’ve lived, trips we’ve taken, our children, their children, and friends who have blessed us along our journey. 

We talked about the changes we have experienced since we first got married. We did not have cell phones when we got married. Nor did we imagine we would ever have cell phones. We also never imagined the Internet, Wi-Fi, 65-inch televisions, screens in our automobiles that would guide us to our destinations, or that we would one day celebrate our fiftieth anniversary in New Braunfels, Texas. 

When we first got married, a counselor told us we would become different people every seven years. I have no idea how one would measure those transformations, but like the world around us, we have changed significantly. Obviously, we are older. We are wiser and more mature. Hopefully, we have helped each other become more like Jesus. I pray we have encouraged others to also be more like Him. 

Our love for each other has grown deeper and stronger than we could have imagined. As we move into our sixth decade, we plan to celebrate victories, grieve our losses, forgive our failures, encourage each other to be better people, and pray for one another to grow in our relationship with the Lord. 

God has blessed us more than I can express, and I look forward to all He will do as we move forward. 

We love you.

Tom & Kim

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January 18 – Vol. 30 No. 03

He Is More

“For my thoughts are not your thoughts,
    neither are your ways my ways,”
declares the Lord.
“As the heavens are higher than the earth,
    so are my ways higher than your ways
    and my thoughts than your thoughts.” (Isaiah 55:8-9)

Those words sometimes surprise me, but sometimes they do.

When I see and hear the violence and hatred in the world, I think surely the Lord disapproves of it as I do. But He seems to allow it to continue. 

When I go into rants (mainly on the inside) about the cruelty, the selfishness, and pride that exist within the leadership of world powers, I think surely the Lord must have His own times of ranting. He seems to be silent. 

When I observe the selfishness and pride in my own life, I think surely the Lord does not love me. Yet He continues to feed me, satisfy my thirst, clothe me, and allows me to speak for Him.

To say that His thoughts are not my thoughts, and His ways are higher than my ways, is an enormous understatement. 

When I think I am righteous and holy, He is more virtuous and blessed than I can even dream of. When I feel generous and forgiving, He is even more gracious and forgiving. When I pat myself on the back for being such a good person, His goodness puts me to shame.

There are times when I wish His thoughts and ways could be more like mine. When those egotistical thoughts pass, I thank Him for being the God He is, and for loving this frail, broken man that I am. 

Thank You, Lord, in this moment of quiet reflection, for reminding me of who You are and for loving me as one of Your children. 

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January 11 – Vol. 30 No. 02

Time Flies

Many people have heard the saying, “Time flies when you are having fun.” Over the years, I have realized that time seems to fly by, regardless of whether I am enjoying myself or not. Another idea often shared is that the perception that time moves quickly is a sign of old age. While I am not sure if that is true, I can certainly say that time appears to be moving so swiftly these days that I often struggle to keep pace.

Days tend to blend into one another—one day becoming the next, and before I realize it, the weekend has come and gone, only for the cycle to begin again. Over the three decades I have written and shared these Norvell Notes, my goal has been to complete and post each note by 11:00 PM CST. As the week begins, I find myself searching for the right words and wondering how to put them together. More times than I care to admit, I am still making final edits as the clock strikes 11:00 PM or even later.

We have swiftly entered 2026, a year I am not sure I ever envisioned living to see. Yet here we are. Time has flown, time is flying, and time will continue to fly. Fun or no fun. 

Let us move forward, whether times move swiftly or slowly. Let us move forward with confidence that the Lord will move with us, move along with us, and move within us. Let us move into the days, weeks, and years ahead, seeing the possibilities and leaving the past behind. One day at a time.

Keep your lives free from the love of money and be content with what you have, because God has said, “Never will I leave you; never will I forsake you.”

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January 1, 2026 – Vol. 30 No. 01

Let’s Do It Again

In the recent movie, Jay Kelly, George Clooney’s character, reflects on his life, portraying an actor near the end of his career. As he reflects on the filming of scenes, one of the crew says, “That’s a wrap.” Jay Kelly says, “Let’s do it again.” There is a tone of sadness as he realizes he can’t change the past, but he hopes for a chance to do it again.

As a year ends and another begins, and the decades continue to pile up in my life, I confess there are more times than I can count when I said those words, “let’s do it again.” I said something stupid or hurtful, and I wish I could take it back. I made a foolish decision, and I immediately wished I could do it over. 

As much as I wish I could have another chance to do it again, to make up for all the mistakes and missteps, I am grateful that, at the end of every day, week, and year, I can start over. Because of the grace and mercy of our Lord, He also says, “Let’s do that again.” 

“The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases; his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness.” (Lamentations, 3:22-23)

Therefore, there is now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus, because through Christ Jesus the law of the Spirit who gives life has set youfree from the law of sin and death. (Romans 8:1-2)

Feeling the need to do it again. Wish you could start over. There is no better time than now. Start the new year by starting over. You can do it again.

Happy New Year. I love you, 

Tom

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December 21, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 48

A Simple Prayer

Let us be people of love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control.

I don’t know what else to say. 

I love you, 

Tom

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December 14, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 47

Give and Receive

The church promotes the event as an “act of service – an opportunity to give to those in need.” We had participated before and enjoyed it, so we put our names on the list to be greeters. We were to meet a family, walk with them as they selected a coat, take a family photo, help them get a name tag, and then escort them to the dining area.

The total time, including travel, was about 90 minutes. Little did I know that this “act of service” would bring me so much more than I gave. 

I introduced myself to the mother and her two children as we headed to the coat room. The room was packed with mothers and fathers searching through the coats piled high on tables, sorted by size. I stood by with a bag to hold their coats once selected. That’s when she (the little girl) found her coat. The lady assisting her handed her a pink jacket just her size. The look on her face when she turned around to show her mom was priceless. My heart “grew three sizes that day.”

Her smile spread across her face, her eyes could not have opened any wider, and she said, “Mom, I want this one!” The smile on her mother’s face was just as big. The lump in my throat also “grew three sizes that day.”

I have long known that “it is better to give than receive” (Acts 20:35), and this experience has reminded me that often when you give, you also receive.

I love you, 

Tom

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December 7, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 46

Maybe It’s Not Your Fault

“There’s a certain peace that shows up when you stop turning every inconvenience into a personal failure. Sometimes things go wrong because life is messy – not because you’re doing anything wrong. Once that clicks, the world feels a lot less hostile.” (Unknown) 

Stuff happens. We make mistakes. We all mess up. We all get it wrong sometimes. When you do something wrong, admit it and take responsibility. But it is not healthy for you to assume that you’re doing anything wrong. 

There is no reason for you to believe that getting sick or having a medical condition is somehow your fault.

If your school calls to tell you that your child is sick, it’s not your fault; they were not ill when you dropped them off.

There is no reason for you to internalize layoffs, rejected proposals, or shifts in company direction. 

There is no need for you to feel responsible when someone else is upset, angry, or disappointed, even if you don’t cause their feelings.

Don’t blame yourself for situations like someone spilling a drink near you or a power outage ruining your plans.

Don’t assume that every argument, breakup, or friendship drift is because you did something wrong.

Why should you feel guilty when a child struggles in school, or a family member is having a hard time, if it’s outside your control?

Sometimes we miss opportunities, but blaming yourself for not being in the right place at the right time, as if you could have predicted or controlled everything, does not help.

Recognizing these tendencies can help you separate what is truly your responsibility from what is simply life being messy.

“By this we shall know that we are of the truth and reassure our heart before him; for whenever our heart condemns us, God is greater than our heart, and he knows everything. “(1 John 3:19-20 (ESV)

I love you, 

Tom

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November 30, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 45

What Do You Want for Christmas?

What do you want for Christmas? That’s the question of the day for children and adults alike, and it’s a dangerous question for me. 

My list of wants ranges from someone to pay off the mortgage on our house and our two car loans, to being able to snap my fingers and have another book published, to sitting on my favorite beach enjoying a cup of the best coffee in the world. And a few other things mixed in when I think of them. 

That is one list. The other list is more spiritual; hopefully, it does not come across as holier than thou, that is certainly not my intent. My second list is the same as the one the Greeks had in Jesus’ day. 

There were some Greeks in town who had come up to worship at the Feast. They approached Philip, who was from Bethsaida in Galilee: “Sir, we want to see Jesus. Can you help us?”^[1]

I want to see Jesus in me. For that to happen, I must spend time in the gospels so that I know Him, then I must take what I know and put it into practice. I want to see the gentleness of Jesus in me. I want to see the compassion of Jesus in me. I want to see the love of Jesus in me. 

I want to see Jesus in nature. I want to see Jesus on a cool sunny day. I want to see Jesus on a cold, rainy day. I want to see Jesus on a hot, muggy day. I want to see Jesus in the mountains, by the ocean, and in flowers blooming in our backyard.

I want to see Jesus in people. Regardless of their skin color, background, nationality, political views, or the words that come out of their mouths, I want to see Jesus in all people.

I want to see Jesus in the church. I want to see the church love the world as He did. “For God so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son.” I want to see the church love one another as He instructed us: “Love one another as I have loved you.” 

What do I want for Christmas? I want to see Jesus so others can see Him and come to know Him. 

I love you, 

Tom

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^[1] Eugene H. Peterson, The Message: The Bible in Contemporary Language (Colorado Springs, CO: NavPress, 2005), Jn 12:20–21.

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November 23, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 44

Reflections in a Quiet Booth: Lessons from Life and On Golden Pond

After a memorial service for one of my patients, a visit with a lady in her 90s, and another visit with a woman who has a very confused view of what is going on in her world, I needed a quiet place to eat and document notes. I remembered that Freddy’s is usually calm on an early Friday afternoon (and has a good burger). I set up my mobile office in a booth in the back corner. It was indeed almost empty. 

After collecting my burger, I inserted my AirPods and touched play on my phone. The first song was from the On Golden Pond soundtrack. I paused, looked across the deserted dining area, and drifted away in the world of what may be.

I remember Norman getting lost while picking strawberries and melting into Ethel’s loving arms, saying, “I was scared.” I smiled as an angry daughter and dad struggled to reconnect. And I almost lost it completely when Ethel thought Norman was having a heart attack. And I took deep, long breaths as the couple recognized that the loons had come to say goodbye. 

As my burger and fries got colder, and my strawberry milkshake got warmer, I sat silently in a near-empty burger restaurant, thinking that one day it may be me. I didn’t cry, but I wanted to. 

So, I pondered. I’m big on pondering. How will I handle it as the years continue to do what advancing years do? Will I turn into a grouchy old man? Will I not recognize my wife, my son, my daughter, my grandchildren? Will be afraid, distant, angry, or mean? I hope not.

I love you,

Tom

Instead, I hope the teachings I have received from birth, and before, that His love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control will flow out of me like rivers of living water. I hope my gentleness will be evident to all because I know, even if I do not consciously know, that God is near. 

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November 16, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 43

Remembering

We spent the weekend with my two brothers and their wives, a nephew, his wife, and their children, which we are blessed to be able to do a couple of times a year (at least we try). This year, we received an extra blessing when some other cousins were able to join us for a few hours. One of the cousins I had not seen in fifty-two years, and the rest I had never met. 

While we were together, we spent a lot of time remembering (and trying to remember) dates, events, and names. We shared memories and stories. We shared stories of those who are no longer with us. At times, we laughed; at times, we cried (or almost cried); and at times, we laughed until we cried. 

That is what we do when we get together. We remember. We hope there will be more times in the future, but we also realize that there may not be another time. We remember and remind each other of our heritage and the legacy that is ours, the people who have helped shape who we are, and we hope to do the same for those who come after us. 

That is what families do, at least that is what our family does, and that is what our spiritual gatherings are supposed to do. We sing together, we pray together, and we eat the bread and drink the wine, so we will remember what the Lord has done, is doing, and will do for us. 

Wherever you are as you read these words, I hope you feel blessed by your physical family, your spiritual family, and thank the Lord for both. And remember you are loved.

Tom

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November 9, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 42

Improve the Silence

“Don’t talk unless you can improve the silence.”

Those words, in a 5×7 frame, have sat on a bookshelf in my study for more years than I can remember. Some people have looked at them, read them aloud, laughed, and ignored them. Others have sheepishly started to whisper. There have been others that I have wanted to point out the words and ask them to honor them. 

Mostly, they have served as a reminder to me. 

They remind me, as I have written about on more than one occasion, that not everyone needs to hear my opinion. 

They remind me that I learn more by listening than speaking.

They remind me that yelling at others and trying to dominate them accomplishes nothing. 

They remind me not to interrupt when someone else is talking (whether they are improving the silence or not).

They remind me that “there is a time to speak and a time to remain silent.”

They remind me that at times my speaking will improve the silence.

They remind me that in this room with soft music playing and the screensaver showing autumn leaves falling beside a lake, I should just be quiet, reflect, and enjoy the moment. 

They remind me that even when I am journaling, I sometimes need to put my pen down and just be still and silent. 

They remind me to be “quick to listen and slow to speak.”

They remind me that in the silence, God may be speaking to me, and I should not interrupt; I cannot improve on that.

They remind me that I have said enough for now. 

You are loved

Tom

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November 2, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 41

He Can Handle It

“I’m sorry, but I’m angry with God.” 

I hear that statement quite often. I have listened to it when a loved one is near death or has already passed. People say it after a job opportunity has fallen through, or when life seems to be going in the wrong direction. I have said it myself a few times. 

When I hear that statement, unless the anger sounds like a more profound level of anger, I usually say. “I think God understands that and can handle your anger.” Quite often, the hurting person sitting across will tear up and say, “I hope so.”

Perhaps I don’t know the Lord as well as I think I do, but I am shocked by how many people I meet view the Lord as an angry God, watching us from His throne of judgment, waiting (almost hoping) for us to falter so He can zap us and condemn us. Some people live in fear of taking one misstep and getting struck by lightning. 

I do not know that God. The God I know, love, and worship is tremendously merciful and kind. The God I know loves us more than we can imagine, longs for us to live well, and can handle our pain, our complaints, and yes, even our anger. He knows all our thoughts before they leave our lips and wants to be honest with Him. 

That’s the God I know and want you to know Him. Perhaps His words will help you come to know Him, trust Him, and accept that He loves you and does not want you to live in fear. 

I cry out to the Lord; I plead for the Lord’s mercy. I pour out my complaints before him and tell him all my troubles. When I am overwhelmed, you alone know the way I should turn. (Psalm 142:1–3a)

Trust in him at all times, O people; pour out your hearts to him, for God is our refuge. Selah (Psalm 62:8)

I called on your name, O Lord, from the depths of the pit. You heard my plea: “Do not close your ears to my cry for relief.” You came near when I called you, and you said, “Do not fear.” (Laminations 3:55-57)

“Therefore, I will not keep silent; I will speak out in the anguish of my spirit, I will complain in the bitterness of my soul. (Job 7:11)

In the same way, the spirit helps us in our weakness. We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us with groans that words cannot express. And he who searches our hearts knows the mind of the Spirit, because the Spirit intercedes for the saints in accordance with God’s will. (Romans 8:26-27)

You are loved

Tom

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October 26, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 40

The Moods of Autumn

NOTE: I am writing this mostly from memory because where I am in Texas, it is still in the 80s during the day, and you must search to find “rich hues of red, gold, and amber.”

As the days grow shorter and the leaves turn from vibrant green to rich hues of red, gold, and amber, autumn arrives with a gentle invitation to pause and reflect. The moods of autumn are as varied as the colors that paint our landscapes—sometimes bright and jubilant, sometimes somber and quiet. 

There is a unique bittersweetness to this season, a mingling of joy and melancholy that reminds us of life’s continual changes. We marvel at the beauty of creation, feeling the crispness in the air (not quite yet) and hearing the crunch of fallen leaves underfoot. Yet beneath the surface, there’s a subtle reminder of endings—the final harvest, the last blooms, and the gentle descent into winter’s rest (which may last from mid-December to January).

In Ecclesiastes, we are told, “To everything there is a season, and a time for every purpose under heaven.” Autumn’s moods encourage us to embrace this truth. It’s a time ripe for gratitude, when we gather the fruits of our labor and give thanks for God’s provision. 

It’s also a time for letting go, as trees release their leaves (only a few so far) and fields stand bare (thankfully, we had good rain last night, and from the rumblings I am hearing, there is more on the way today), teaching us to trust in God’s timing and wisdom. 

The quiet, reflective moments of autumn invite us to seek His presence, to find peace in stillness, and to remember that even in life’s transitions, we are held in God’s loving care.

Whether you find yourself uplifted by autumn’s vibrant displays or contemplative in its quieter moments, let this season draw you closer to the One who created it all. Allow the moods of autumn to inspire gratitude, hope, and faith, knowing that, just as the seasons change, God’s love for you remains constant and enduring.

You are loved

Tom

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October 19, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 39

Stuff I’ve Learned

In no specific order, here are a few things I have learned.

I should not equate success with fame, fortune, and power. 

How I treat people is a better measurement of my success than any of my achievements. 

I may never know the lives I have touched by being gentle and kind. I need to be gentle and kind anyway.

Time alone doesn’t necessarily heal all things, but time does allow me to process what happens.

My relationships are more valuable than accomplishments, opinions, political views, or religious differences. 

Listening is usually better than speaking.

Humility opens doors that pride can close.

Forgiveness is a strength, not a weakness.

People are more valuable than my opinions, political views, or religious differences. 

If I want people to see Jesus in me, I must live like Him. 

If I am going to live like Jesus, I need to know Him, not just know about Him.

I want to know Him and help others know Him.

You are loved

Tom

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October 12, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 38

Seeing More Clearly

I have worn glasses and contacts for over forty years. I first noticed the need when I had trouble reading road signs while driving. That led to glasses, then later contacts. During annual checkups, my doctors adjusted my prescriptions so I could see clearly at a distance and up close. At my annual checkup a couple of months ago, I heard my doctor say, “We’ve gone as far as we can go. We cannot increase the strength in your contacts or glasses enough to help. We need to think about cataracts.” 

The doctor’s words conveyed both feelings of excitement and dejection. “Yay, no more glasses or contacts.” And “Oh, I’m getting older.” I chose to focus on the “no more glasses or contacts” message and began looking for a doctor to perform the surgery. I have completed the surgeries: first, the right eye for up close, the left for distance. All I can say is “Wow!” My brain is still adjusting to the dual vision, but “Wow!” I had forgotten how blue the sky really is, and how white the clouds are. The flowers and butterflies in our backyard are brighter and more colorful than I remembered. “Wow!”

Not only can I see trees, blue skies, and faces more clearly, but this experience has reminded me that time and aging are helping me see other things more clearly. 

Wants and needs are two different things. I am usually happier when I focus on needs rather than wants. 

Not everyone wants or needs to hear my opinion.

I’m rarely, if ever, the most intelligent person in the room, so I shouldn’t act like I am. 

The more I listen, the better I can understand the person I’m with. 

Being quiet and focusing on God’s love is a good thing. I should do it more often. 

I cannot do everything. So, I shouldn’t beat myself up when I fail or make a mistake.

Relationships work better when I don’t assume what you are thinking or feeling.

I cannot change people. I should stop trying. 

I can only change myself. I should work more on myself. 

I cannot relive yesterday, and I cannot live tomorrow; I can only live today. And today I am grateful that my cataract surgery has noticeably improved my vision and is reminding me to appreciate the people and the beauty of the world more vividly. 

Seeing more clearly is a good thing. 

You are loved

Tom

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October 4, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 37

Do Not Be Afraid

I hear the Lord say, “Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged. Be strong and courageous.”

Lord, I’m trying. 

I’m trying, but sometimes it isn’t easy. 

It’s not easy when I hear that there has been another mass shooting. 

It’s not easy when I see how the laws of the land, and especially the laws of God, are being ignored and misused.

It’s hard not to be discouraged when children are dying of starvation all around the world. 

It’s not easy to stay encouraged when women and children are disrespected, abused, and their stories ignored. 

“Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged. Be strong and courageous.”

Lord, I’m trying, but it’s hard to be strong and courageous when we live in a culture saturated with fear and negativity. 

Lord, I’m trying, and it helps when I meditate on your words:  “Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged. Be strong and courageous.” And remembering that you love me. 

Lord, it’s not easy, but I’m trying. 

You are loved

Tom

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September 28, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 36

Listening To God

It is inappropriate to end a series of articles on listening without addressing the importance of listening to God. 

Jesus said, “Whoever has ears to hear, let them hear.” (Mark 4:9, Luke 8:8, 14:35)

We all have ears; some of us hear better than others, but Jesus did not qualify his statement, “Whoever has good ears, let them hear.” He said Whoever has ears, let them hear.” In my view, our primary responsibility is to listen to the Lord. 

When a tragedy occurs, we may question God. “Where were you when this happened? Why did you do this?” “Why did you let this happen?” The questions are fine, ask them, God can handle them. 

Then, after the questions, listen. When you are reading God’s word, listen. As you listen to music, listen for Him. When you sit by the ocean, in the mountains, or lie on your bed in the middle of the night, listen. The Lord has been listening to your questions and is also listening to your heart. Even when you don’t hear Him, keep listening. He is still listening to you.

I cannot promise you that God will one day answer your questions or explain why things happened as they happened. I have questions that the Lord has helped me understand; I have other questions that I probably will never understand. I trust that He knows me and will do what is best for me. 

One question I ask the Lord when I do not understand His way is this: What do You want me to learn from this? He usually responds with this: “Tom, I know it is hard to endure the silence, trust me. I will show you what you need to know. Trust me with the rest. I love you and I have you.”

I love you.

Tom

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September 21, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 35

Listening: To Others and Ourselves

I’ve spent a lot of time over the last two weeks thinking about listening, writing about listening, and talking about listening with people who have read my words on listening. And I have spent quite a bit of time trying to listen. 

Listening to sermons, podcasts, music, people, and the news. One of the benefits of listening is that you learn about people, their dreams, their failures, and their struggles. When you understand them, you may know how they feel about world, national, and local events. When you listen and learn these things, you can respond to and care for them more effectively. 

While listening to podcasts and the news, I gain information. Some is good, some is bad. Some is true, some is untrue. Some news is encouraging, while other news discourages me, angers me, and makes me terribly sad. 

When gathering information, I try to listen to myself. If I don’t listen to and understand what my mind, body, and soul are saying to me, I risk fatigue and burnout. If that happens, I’m of no use to anyone. I must take my own advice. Listening to music, walking, and silence become keys to renewal and recovery. 

Effective listening is a key to good communication in business and personal relationships, but it never happens if we don’t listen to ourselves. Take care of yourself and listen to what your mind, body, heart, and soul are telling you. 

I love you.

Tom

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September 14, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 34

Lead With Your Ears

Last week I wrote about the importance of listening. This week, I am focusing on healthy ways of listening and some not-so-healthy ways. 

In the New Testament James wrote, “My dear brothers and sisters, take note of this: Everyone should be quick to listen, slow to speak and slow to become angry, because human anger does not produce the righteousness that God desires.” (James 1:19-20, NIV) “Lead with your ears, follow up with your tongue.” (The Message)

With “lead with your ears” as a foundational communication principle, let’s consider some Dos and Don’ts for listening.  

Don’t

Don’t assume you have all the answers. If possible, don’t assume anything about the other person or the purpose of the conversation other than that you are about to have a conversation. Lead with your ears.

Don’t go into the conversation or argument just waiting for your turn. Maybe you know what the person is going to say, but you may not. Lead with your ears. 

Don’t enter the conversation expecting a fight. Lower your defenses. Be calm. Be open. Lead with your ears.

Don’t listen just to get to your turn to talk. Pay attention. Lead with your ears.

Don’t interrupt. Let the person finish what they need to say. Lead with your ears.

Don’t be afraid of the silence. Sure, it’s awkward for a bit, but the awkwardness will pass. It is okay to sit in silence. Lead with your ears.

Do

Lead with your ears.

I love you.

Tom

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September 7, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 33

Just Listen

In 1976, the year Kim and I were married, and before I had a master’s degree in counseling, and long before I had an almost PhD (all but a diploma) in counseling, I read “How to Be a People Helper” (Dr. Gary Collins). On the back cover of that book are these words, 

“Everyone you know has problems, and it’s likely you can help them more than you realize. Think about it! You know that more ‘hurting’ people are helped by friends, relatives, parents, business associates, etc., than are helped by professional counselors. Even the counseling profession is facing that face. It is the objective of this book to help you become a better people helper than you already are; to help you become more sensitive to the feelings, need and pains of the people around you, to help you learn how to deal with ‘people-problem’ crisis; to help you learn how to use the same principles used by professionals I helping people; to help you know when and where to refer people who have problems too serious for you to handle, and to help you to understand how the principles of Christian discipleship are the basis for this total process.”

Almost fifty years later, I’m trying to learn to be a better people helper. 

Thanks to people helpers in my life – Jesus, friends, teachers, professors, family members, and long-distance mentors – I’ve learned a lot since 1976. I do not remember if Dr. Collins said this in his book or not, but probably the more important thing I’ve learned about helping people is this: just listen. 

Just listen. Listen to the words, their eyes, their silences, and their hearts. A part of the listening process is understanding that I cannot fix them, change them, or take away their pain. Jesus can, but I cannot. But I can listen. 

I cannot take away the sadness of a 90-year-old man who cannot understand why He is still here when he says, “I can’t do anything anymore.” I cannot change the fact that an 83-year-old lady feels angry and estranged from her son and daughter-in-law. But I can listen. 

I cannot undo what being married to a narcissistic husband for forty years did to the 91-year-old woman who, though much healthier now than she was then, still weeps as she shares her story. But I can listen. 

I cannot heal the friends who have been diagnosed with cancer, nor the friend who sobs as he describes what is going on with his family and the feelings of helplessness.

Although I often wish I could ease the grief in people who have suffered from church abuse, are devastated by the loss of a spouse or a child, or a relationship, or a teenager is trying to understand who she is. I cannot do that, but I can listen. 

Like Job’s friends, I find that I’m much more effective at helping people when I sit with them and just listen. I have learned that, as Solomon said, “a time to be silent and a time to listen.” When I need help, usually that’s what I want: someone who will just listen. 

Do you want to help someone you love? Start by listening to them.  

Just listen.

Tom

I love you.

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August 31, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 32

Not Enough

“Thoughts and prayers are not enough.” We’ve heard those words once again in Minneapolis, a shooter killed two children and injured eighteen others while they were singing and praying in what should be the safety of their school and church. We must do something.

I agree, thoughts and prayers are not enough, but at least it is a start. So, let’s start there. 

Remind parents who drop their children off at school or put them on a bus in the morning, you are thinking about them and praying for them and their children. Then, really pray for them to be kept safe and to return home safely at the end of the day. Remind them often that you are thinking about them and praying for them.

Take the time to think about and research ways to improve things. When you see a school that provides a safe and secure environment where children and teachers can work, learn, and play without fear, compliment them on their system. When you see one that lacks a security system, encourage them to make improvements.  

I’m not suggesting protests in the street or banning weapons and firearms, but I am suggesting that we use good common sense on how we sell weapons to whom we sell them. Parents, grandparents, friends, pay attention to what’s going on around you. If you notice something that looks out of place, please speak up. 

If you hold a position of leadership in the community, use your influence and authority to promote positive change and reduce the angry rhetoric that is so prevalent in our culture.

Obviously, we have not yet found a foolproof security system, and perhaps there is no perfect system, but we can strive to do better. Let’s think, let’s pray, let’s do something. Let’s do whatever it takes to protect our children and help them feel safe.

I love you.

Tom

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August 24, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 31

The Voice of My Heart

Sometimes when I am writing, I get stuck. My mind is full of thoughts and images of people and situations, but I cannot transfer those thoughts and images to paper, a computer screen, or verbal expressions. I sip my coffee, pray for words, pause, and look around the room. I listen to music, maybe pet the cat, stare out the window, and wait. Usually, the words come.

The same thing often happens when I am praying. Faces and places hover above, around, and inside me. So, I sit quietly with my thoughts and pray, “Father, hear what’s in my heart.” He does.  

Fernando Ortega sings, “I prayed with the voice of my heart. And He heard my cry.” (I Stretched Out My Hands)

While gathered with people I love and long to be with, we have sung, Listen to Our Hearts. I’m confident He has. 

While sitting with a troubled soul or standing in a room with a family trying to make sense of the passing of a loved one, I remind them and myself of these words. “Meanwhile, the moment we get tired in the waiting, God’s Spirit is right alongside helping us along. If we don’t know how or what to pray, it doesn’t matter. He does our praying in and for us, making prayer out of our wordless sighs, our aching groans. He knows us far better than we know ourselves, knows our expectant condition, and keeps us present before God. That’s why we can be so sure that every detail in our lives of love for God is worked into something good.” (Romans 8:26-28, The Message)

Father, thank You for understanding when we don’t have words and for listening to the voice of our hearts. 

I love you.

Tom

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August 17, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 30

Where Can We Go

Father, 

I watched the reports of the search and rescue efforts as the floodwaters rose quickly and more powerfully than anyone in the Texas Hill Country had ever seen.

I waited anxiously for word that our children had reached high ground and were safe at a friend’s home during the tsunami warning. 

I watch story after story of gunmen who enter buildings and open fire on unsuspecting coworkers and innocent bystanders. 

I see the destruction caused by tornadoes, hurricanes, fires, explosions, train derailments, and all manner of other accidents that create havoc and change lives forever. 

I shake my head in disbelief at the actions, inaction, and consequences of the decisions made by political and world leaders.

I watch, I listen, I sit in silence and grieve, and I ask, where can we go to be safe?

Then, I remember Your words. 

John 16:33, “I’ve told you all this so that trusting me, you will be unshakable and assured, deeply at peace. In this godless world you will continue to experience difficulties. But take heart! I’ve conquered the world.”

Nahum 1:7, “The Lord is good,
    a refuge in times of trouble.
He cares for those who trust in him,”

Psalm 46:10-11a, “Attention, all! See the marvels of God!
    He plants flowers and trees all over the earth,
Bans war from pole to pole,
    breaks all the weapons across his knee.
“Step out of the traffic! Take a long,
    loving look at me, your High God,
    above politics, above everything.” (The Message)

¹¹     The Lord Almighty is with us;
    the God of Jacob is our fortress.” (NIV)

Psalm 139: 7-12, 23-24, “Is there anyplace I can go to avoid your Spirit?
    to be out of your sight?
If I climb to the sky, you’re there!
    If I go underground, you’re there!
If I flew on morning’s wings
    to the far western horizon,
You’d find me in a minute—
    you’re already there waiting!
Then I said to myself, “Oh, he even sees me in the dark!
    At night I’m immersed in the light!”
It’s a fact: darkness isn’t dark to you;
    night and day, darkness and light, they’re all the same to you.”

“Investigate my life, O God,
    find out everything about me;
Cross-examine and test me,
    get a clear picture of what I’m about;
See for yourself whether I’ve done anything wrong—
    then guide me on the road to eternal life.”

Philippians 4:5-9, “Let your gentleness be evident to all. The Lord is near. Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.

Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things. Whatever you have learned or received or heard from me, or seen in me—put it into practice. And the God of peace will be with you.”

Father, I watch, I listen, I sit in silence and grieve, and I find comfort in knowing that You are our safe place. Our only truly safe place. 

I love you.

Tom

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August 11, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 29

At Just the Right Time

You see, at just the right time, when we were still powerless, Christ died for the ungodly. ⁷ Very rarely will anyone die for a righteous person, though for a good person, someone might possibly dare to die. (Romans 6:6-7)

At just the right time. 

There are no words to adequately express how much those five words mean to all who acknowledge the gift of eternal life at just the right time. He gave His life for us at just the right time, and He continues to help, lead, teach, and show us that He loves us. He does these things at just the right time. 

He puts us in the places at just the right time. He puts us in with people at just the right time. He tells us what to do at just the right time. He reminds us that goodness is within us when we can’t see it at just the right time. He gives us strength when we don’t think we have any, at just the right time. He leads us beside the quiet waters at just the right time. He uses us for His good purposes at just the right time. 

We may not realize it at the time, but if we are not paying attention, we will see that He is with us and for us at just the right time. He always does what He does at just the right time.  

I love you.

Tom

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August 3, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 28

He Is Our Hope

Solomon’s words ring true on any given week. 

 There is a time for everything,
    and a season for every activity under the heavens:

    a time to be born and a time to die,
    a time to plant and a time to uproot,

     a time to kill and a time to heal,
    a time to tear down and a time to build,

     a time to weep and a time to laugh,
    a time to mourn and a time to dance,

     a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
    a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,

     a time to search and a time to give up,
    a time to keep and a time to throw away,
     a time to tear and a time to mend,
    a time to be silent and a time to speak,
     a time to love and a time to hate,
    a time for war and a time for peace.

If we pause and reflect on the last seven days of our lives, we have experienced a little bit of everything. 

Some saw a baby take their first breath, and some saw a loved one take their last.

Some settled into their new homes, while others uprooted their families and headed to a new one. 

We heard about killings, and we heard about healings.

We have wept and mourned, and we have laughed and danced for joy.

Some have gathered our belongings, and others have scattered them.

We have embraced our loved ones, and others could not embrace the ones they love. 

Some have searched for what was lost and eventually given up the search, while others have found what they were looking for.

Some of us sorted through our belongings, kept certain items, and either gave them away or threw them away. 

We have torn some things and mended others. 

We have been silent, and we have spoken.

We have loved some of what we’ve seen and hated what we have seen.

We have seen the tragedies of war and have enjoyed times of peace.

That was not just last week or the coming week; that is each week. That is life. How do we do it? How do we survive? How do we flourish in life with so many ups and downs? 

I know of only one way: We put our hope in Jesus Christ, the Son of the living God. 

I love you.

Tom

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July 27, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 27

What Do They See?

According to Mark 8:27, Jesus asked His disciples, “Who do people say that I am?” In a similar vein, at times of introspection, I find myself wondering, “What do others see when they look at me?”

When people look at me, they see a unique blend of characteristics that define who I am. Each person perceives me through their lens, influenced by their experiences, beliefs, and emotions. This perception can vary widely, but certain common threads often emerge.

Firstly, people see my physical appearance. This perception includes my height, build, facial features, and the way I carry myself. My style of dress, grooming, and overall presentation also play a significant role in how I am perceived. These external attributes can convey a lot about my personality, confidence, and even my mood on a given day.

Beyond the surface, people also see my expressions and body language. A smile, a frown, or a look of determination can speak volumes. My gestures, posture, and eye contact can reveal my level of engagement, openness, and approachability. These non-verbal cues are powerful indicators of my inner state and can significantly influence how others see me.

People also see my actions and behavior. How I interact with others, my manners, and my responses to different situations all contribute to the image I project. Acts of kindness, patience, and empathy can leave a lasting impression, just as negative behaviors can. My consistency in actions and words helps build trust and credibility over time.

Moreover, people see my achievements and contributions. Whether in my personal or professional life, the things I accomplish and the impact I make are visible markers of my capabilities and values. These achievements can inspire respect and admiration, and they often shape how others view my potential and worth.

Ultimately, what people see when they look at me is a complex interplay of my physical presence, expressions, actions, and accomplishments. Each of these elements contributes to the multifaceted image that others perceive, reflecting both who I am and how I choose to present myself to the world.

Beneath all those possible perceptions, more than anything else, I hope people see a man who wants to live like Jesus and help others see Him and live like Him. 

I love you.

Tom

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July 20, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 27

A Place for Us

“Do not let your hearts be troubled. You believe in God; believe also in me.  My Father’s house has many rooms; if that were not so, would I have told you that I am going there to prepare a place for you? And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back and take you to be with me that you also may be where I am. You know the way to the place where I am going.” (John 14:1-4)

As I stood in front of a family gathered to say their final goodbyes to their mother, grandmother, mother-in-law, and spouse. We discussed her life and legacy, and I shared that she is now enjoying the place that Jesus had prepared for her. Heads nodded in agreement, and her spouse shed tears as he grieved her passing and longed to be there with her. 

We can also find comfort in knowing that He has a place prepared for us.

When we travel, we often make a hotel reservation to ensure that, upon arrival at our destination, we have a place to stay and a bed to sleep in. If we call to confirm our reservation, the hotel clerk will say, “Yes, your room is ready for you when you arrive.” We feel relieved, and our hearts are not troubled.

When our time on earth comes to an end, we have the same assurance knowing that we have a place waiting for us. We cannot choose the location of our room or the furnishings, but we don’t need to because it is being prepared for us. Jesus assures us, “I have your place prepared for you. Just follow me. I am the way.”

Thank You, Lord. We look forward to seeing the place You have prepared for us

I love you.

Tom

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July 13, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 26

Grief is Real

As you drive to work, you’re thinking about your to-do list that is waiting for you once you get to the office. It is a pleasant morning. Then you hear a song on your playlist. Not just any song. You hear that song. Your mind goes back to the hospital room, you hear the doctor’s voice, and you are at the graveside. You may be experiencing grief.

You are having a great day. The best day you’ve had in a while. You are thanking the Lord for a good night’s sleep and waking up to a new day. Suddenly, it feels like a dark cloud has completely engulfed you. What is going on? You may be experiencing grief.

It’s another sleepless night. You use every relaxation and meditation technique your therapist has taught you, but nothing works. You get up, get a drink of water, and try to read, but you cannot focus. You lie back down but still can’t sleep. You may be experiencing grief.

You don’t have much of an appetite. Nothing tastes good. Friends bring you food and invite you over for dinner, and you take a few bites, but you have no desire to eat. You may be experiencing grief.

You make a trip to the ocean. The beach has always been a place of peace and consolation. You walk on the beach, then step out into the surf. You stand there enjoying the ocean breeze and feeling the waves lapping against your legs. Seemingly from out of nowhere, a big wave slaps you off your feet and throws you for a loop. Leaving you disheveled and confused. You may be experiencing grief.

If you have experienced a loss – a death, divorce, any loss – the grief is real. You may not see it coming, or recognize it when it hits, but it’s real and you need to let it do what grief must do. You do not need to go through it alone. Help is available. Please take advantage of the grief support resources in your area. If you need help, please seek it and accept. 

I love you.

Tom

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July 6, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 25

Father, I Pray

NOTE: As of 11 pm on July 5th, the death toll from the Texas flooding has risen to at least 43 — including 15 children; 27 girls from Camp Mystic are still missing. 

Father, I pray for those who have lost loved ones due to the recent floods in Central and South Texas. I pray for those who are grieving the loss of a loved one who did not survive the flood. I pray for those who are holding on to the hope that their loved one is still alive. 

Father, I pray for the little girls who were at camp sleeping in their cabin when flood waters swept them away. The suddenness of what happened must have been horrific. I pray that Your Spirit was with them to hold them close and comfort them. I pray for the parents of those little girls that Your Spirit will provide them some level of comfort as they grieve the loss of their girl. 

Father, I pray for the families who traveled to the area to enjoy the holiday and awoke to the reality that lives were about to end. 

Father, I pray for the families who are anxiously waiting for good news that their loved one is alive and well. 

Father, I pray for those who have lost all their earthly belongings and are now wondering where to start. 

Father, I pray for those who have lost businesses, those who have lost property, and those who have lost their livelihood.

Father, I pray for the First Responders, Rescue workers, medical personnel, Coast Guard personnel, volunteers, Police, firefighters, and everyone else involved in the search, recovery, and cleanup efforts. Give them energy, strength, and hope to continue. Give them rest when they need it. Give them peace and comfort for what they have seen and done. 

Father, I pray for all who are providing food, shelter, clothing, and whatever else is needed to help the people impacted by the storms and floods in our area and across the nation. 

Father, I pray that you will help the searchers find the lost, that medical personnel can heal the sick and injured, that the homeless may find shelter, that the fatigued may rest, and that the grieving may be comforted.

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June 29, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 24

Rest. Refresh. Restore.

No alarm set. Nothing on the schedule. A short walk for breakfast. Clean up a stack of mail. The car stays in the garage—no reason to go anywhere. Ahh. A day of rest. 

There have been times in my life when I acted like I didn’t need to rest. Once in college, I took an exam after pulling an all-nighter to study for it. I could not keep my eyes open while taking the exam. I flunked the exam. 

I worked for a home insulation company. Due to the heat in the attic, we often worked at night. I recall one night when I drove from the work site to the next, about twenty miles, and didn’t remember anything about the trip. 

I’ve changed. I sometimes find that when I sit still after a full day of work, I cannot keep my eyes open. There have been occasions when I’ve been pulled into a shady space in a parking lot and enjoyed a short nap. However, I have not yet reached the stage in life when I can no longer sleep late. And I rarely go to bed before 11:00 or 12:00 o’clock. 

I no longer pull all-nighters unless it is truly necessary. If I fall asleep while watching a game, I rewind to catch what I missed. I’ve realized that genuine rest doesn’t come from extra sleep or going to bed early; instead, it comes from knowing and following Jesus. 

“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls.” (Matthew 11:28-29)

I accept the fact that I need days that are low-key, calm, and unscheduled. I appreciate that Jesus took time away from the crowds so He could rest, reflect, and find refreshment for His soul. He needed time away from the arrogance and power-hungry leaders who plotted to kill Him. 

We live in a similar world of power and arrogance. We need the rest that comes from the gentle and humble heart of Jesus. I need that rest. Like it or not, you need it too. 

Our world needs us to be examples of Jesus’ gentleness.

Our communities need us to demonstrate Jesus’ humility.

We cannot do that if we are always weary and heavily burdened. Rest. Refresh. Restore your spirit. Then live like Jesus. 

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June 22, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 24

It Is Well

As I almost always do when I start to write a Note, I prayed these words: Lord, what would You have me say in this Note? As a sinful man, what words do they need from me? Amid all that is going on in the world, in our nation, in our communities, and in our churches, what do people need? Immediately, these words came to mind. 

It Is Well with My Soul

Horatio G. Spafford

When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say,
It is well, it is well with my soul.

Refrain:
It is well with my soul,
It is well, it is well with my soul.

Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control,
That Christ hath regarded my helpless estate,
And hath shed His own blood for my soul.

My sin—oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!—
My sin, not in part but the whole,
Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!

For me, be it Christ, be it Christ hence to live:
If Jordan above me shall roll,
No pang shall be mine, for in death as in life
Thou wilt whisper Thy peace to my soul.

But, Lord, ’tis for Thee, for Thy coming we wait,
The sky, not the grave, is our goal;
Oh, trump of the angel! Oh, voice of the Lord!
Blessed hope, blessed rest of my soul!

And Lord, haste the day when the faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;
The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,
Even so, it is well with my soul.^[1]

“I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.” (John 16:33)

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^[1] The story behind the song: https://youtu.be/i5ZqcIGaKuo?si=DjaXsrLaOozNphFt

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June 15, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 21

Father’s Day Memories 

Happy Father’s Day to all my fellow fathers!

I was nineteen when my dad died. I cannot conjure up a single childhood memory of him on Father’s Day. For that matter, I cannot recall a single childhood memory of Mother’s Day with my mother either. Before you judge me, can you? 

However, since I became a father, my two children have given me many fond Father’s Day memories. 

I have received coffee cups, shirts, phone calls, a surprise visit or two, meals together, and cards with hand-written notes ending with, “I love you, Dad.” There have been Father’s Day, when my children and my wife have graciously given me space to watch most, if not almost all, of the U.S. Open Golf Tournament. 

My favorite memory of being a father/dad has occurred on ordinary days other than Father’s Day. That’s the image of seeing my son and my daughter and their spouses together, loving each other, caring for each other, laughing with each other, and being there for each other. Is there a greater gift a child can give to a parent?

I love Father’s Day. I am blessed to have two wonderful children, their spouses, and grandchildren, and I thank God for the blessings they are to me. 

If you are fortunate enough to be a father, I hope you feel blessed by them, encouraged by them, and celebrated by them. If your father is still living, please take the opportunity to express your love and appreciation for him. Spend time with them. Call them. Send them a note.

And most importantly, tell them you love them. They may try to convince you that they don’t need that mushy stuff. Don’t believe them. They do need to hear those words. 

It’s Father’s Day. Make a memory. 

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June 8, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 21

This Too Shall Pass

I came across this saying, “This too shall pass. It may pass like a kidney stone, but it will pass.”

That’s how life can be at times. 

Pain or sadness can come upon us swiftly and unexpectedly, altering everything in an instant. Well-meaning individuals try to comfort us with words like, “You’re going to get through this.” Some will even add, “You’re strong. You can handle this.” You hope you can get through it, and you pray you are strong. However, it is more difficult than I could have imagined. 

You were diagnosed with a frightening disease, and your doctor assures you that “It is not fatal, but the treatment and recovery will be difficult.” She is right. You do get through it, but it was not easy or pleasant.

You are struggling mentally and emotionally, and some days, you feel like you are losing your mind. Your therapist reminds you that you didn’t arrive here overnight and you won’t get through it overnight. He is right. You see improvement, but it’s a slow and grueling journey. 

You and your spouse are going through a rocky patch—experiencing sleepless nights, intense emotional conversations, and long silences. Neither of you can believe the words you are saying or hearing. After one tough “discussion,” you look at each other and agree, “We are going to get through this no matter how hard it is.”

Your job is tough. You drag yourself there, spend the day in misery, and dread returning tomorrow. Your supervisor notices the change and points out the good work you’re doing, telling you, “Just don’t give up. I’d hate to lose you.” You agree to persist but realize it’s not going to be easy.

When we go through times like this, we do well to remember: “I consider that our present sufferings are not worth comparing with the glory that will be revealed.” (Romans 8:18)

Max Lucado’s words were helpful to me several years ago when I was going through a difficult time that eventually passed, like a kidney stone. 

You’ll get through this.

It won’t be painless.

It won’t be quick.

But God will use this mess for good.

Don’t be foolish or naive.

But don’t despair either.

With God’s help, you’ll get through this.

From You’ll Get Through This, by Max Lucado

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June 1, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 20

Cherish Every Moment

I knew the news was not going to be good when I went in for the diagnosis. There were signs of decline, but I hoped it was just my imagination. It was not my imagination.

I sat with the Specialist as he looked at the screen. He looked up, and the conversation went like this.

Specialist: “I’m afraid it’s not good news. There is nothing we can do.”

Tom: “Oh, it is? I was afraid of that. Is there anything we can do?”

Specialist: “No. I’m sorry.”

Tom: “How much time do we have?”

Specialist: “Hmm. It’s impossible to know for sure.”

Tom: “What is your best guess?”

Specialist: “Hmm. Maybe four months. Maybe less.”

Tom: “How much less?

Specialist: “Well, the best we can hope for is four months. It could be four weeks, or two weeks, or a week. It could be a couple of hours.”

Tom: “So, we’re at the end, right?” 

Specialist: “Correct. There’s nothing more we can do. Your Apple Watch is dying.”

I appreciate that the Apple specialist was kind and compassionate as he explained the problem and the eventual outcome. But as he gently explained that I would need to replace my Apple watch, I was laughing on the inside because the conversation sounded like we were discussing a human being, not a piece of technology.  

As I processed the finality of the Specialist’s words, I reflected on the fleeting nature of technology and the impermanence of the devices that accompany us through life. The end of my Apple Watch was a reminder that while gadgets may fade, our memories and experiences endure. I resolve to try to cherish every moment, no matter how brief, and to live fully in the present.

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May 25, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 19

Never Will I Leave You

Keep your lives free from the love of money and be content with what you have, because God has said,

“Never will I leave you;
    never will I forsake you.” 

So we say with confidence,

“The Lord is my helper; I will not be afraid.
    What can mere mortals do to me?” (Hebrews 13:4-6, NIV)

I know a wife who is grieving the loss of her husbands needs to know that in her grief and sadness, her God will never leave her. Knowing that truth will not change or fix the reality or undo her pain, but as time goes on, she will be able to grasp how important that truth is.

I know a husband who buried the love of his life for more than six decades and knows the truth of those words. Although he will weep when he wakes up to his empty house, he depends on God to be true to His word and help him through the day. 

I know of a family that needs to understand that even though the matriarch of their family is gone, God is still with them and will comfort them if they will allow him.

I think of another family struggling to find peace, knowing God is with them and will never leave them when what they want is more time with their daughter.  

Life is full of death, loss, and what seems to be endless goodbyes. Some of us know that reality all too well, so we hold on to God’s promise that HE will never leave or forsake us. 

I pray that you also know and draw strength from His love, constant presence, and abiding love and that HE will never leave or forsake you. 

I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord. (Romans 8:38-39, NIV)

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May 18, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 18

More Than We Can Imagine

At the end of a beautiful prayer for the church in Ephesus regarding knowing and understanding the love of God, he offers praise “to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we can ask or imagine” (3:20).

Think about that for a moment. God can do more than we can ask or imagine. I don’t know about you, but I have a pretty good imagination, and when I start thinking about what I would like God to do, my imagination goes wild. 

In my imagination, God heals all sick children, and there would be no more childhood cancer. 

In my imagination, God ensures that no children anywhere in the world will go hungry, and no political leader will ever do anything to stop providing food for children on the other side of the world.

In my imagination, God will eliminate all arrogance, pride, and bigotry in all Christian communities and organizations, and the world will recognize us because we love one another.

In my imagination, life would be simple, easy, and joyful. I will never have to say goodbye to someone I love, and I would shoot par on every golf course I play. 

In my imagination, God can help me understand and accept what He does that I do not like and help me realize how deeply He loves me. 

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May 11, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 17

Don’t Let This Rattle You.

“Don’t let this rattle you. You trust God, don’t you? Trust me.”  (John 14:1)

These are simple words Jesus speaks to comfort His disciples, knowing their world is about to change dramatically. We need to hear these simple words often, as we live in uncertain times when our world can change dramatically in a heartbeat.

Your portfolio shrinks as the stock market takes another significant drop. “Don’t let this rattle you.”

You receive the dreaded letter of rejection from the college of your dreams. “Don’t let this rattle you.”

You don’t get the promotion that you feel you deserve. “Don’t let this rattle you.”

The test reveals that your dad has Alzheimer’s. “Don’t let this rattle you.”

These are simple words that may sound empty, but the power of the statement comes from what follows: trust. Trust God. Trust Jesus. 

When your world is falling apart, trust God. 

When you don’t know the next step to take, trust God. 

When you are confused and afraid and don’t know what to do, trust. 

Simple words for difficult times. “Don’t let this rattle you. Trust God. 

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April 27, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 17

We Did It Again

We did it again. Once more, we, some of the descendants of Floyd and Agnes Mangum, traveled several miles to attend a family reunion. Traveling those miles allowed us to spend a few hours sharing memories, looking at photos, remembering those no longer with us, and honoring the heritage these two left us. 

We have had larger groups, and eventually, we will have smaller groups, although we don’t want to think about it; one day, there will be no more earthly reunions. But for now, if we can, we will do whatever we can to be together. 

Why? Why does my family, and many of you, observe these rituals? 

We do it because we are family. We are bound together by blood or by heart. We were born into the family, or we were adopted into the family. Either way, we are connected in a way that sometimes defies logic and may not make sense to those outside the family. 

We do it because we are grateful. We are thankful for our common history. We appreciate those who have gone before us and taught us important life lessons, like loving God with all our hearts and loving our neighbors as ourselves. We do it to encourage each other to do good, love mercy, and walk humbly with the Lord. 

We do it simply because we enjoy each other and want to be together as much as possible. We cherish the shared memories and long to make new ones. We realize we are blessed to have been born into our family and can’t imagine any other life. 

Finally, we do it because we have experienced enough loss that we know we must take life for granted. We have today. We live now. So, we travel, sacrifice, share, gather, and pray that we leave a legacy for those who come after us that is worth remembering and following. 

We did it again, and if possible, we will do it again next year.

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April 20, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 16

He Did It!

So the women hurried away from the tomb, afraid yet filled with joy, and ran to tell his disciples. Suddenly Jesus met them. “Greetings,” he said. They came to him, clasped his feet and worshiped him. Then Jesus said to them, “Do not be afraid. Go and tell my brothers to go to Galilee; there they will see me.” (Matthew 28:8-10)

When these women reached the disciples, I cannot imagine them calmly saying, “Greetings, brothers and sisters, we have something important to share about our Lord, whom some witnessed dying on the cross three days ago. We went to the tomb, but He was not there. At first, we were confused, sad, and afraid, but then we spent a few minutes with Him and explained what had happened. He instructed us to return to you and give you a detailed account of what happened.” 

No, I imagine them rushing in, out of breath, saying, “HE DID IT!”

Everything changed in that instant. Everything. 

Because I believe He did that, countless times I have said, “He did it!” as I realize that He did something in my life that He assured me He would do. 

When I am lonely and realize He is with me, I should say, “He did it!” He said, “Keep your lives free from the love of money and be content with what you have, because God has said, ‘Never will I leave you; never will I forsake you.’” (Hebrews 13:5)

 When I am afraid and confused, I remember what He said, “So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.” (Isaiah 41:10) He did it!

When I feel weak and discouraged, I recall His promise, “Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid or terrified because of them, for the Lord your God goes with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you.” (Deuteronomy 31:6) He did it!

Of course, there are times when I pray, and nothing appears to happen—only silence. But even in those times, I remember His words. “And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age.” (Matthew 28:10). “Even though I walk through the darkest valley, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me.” (Psalm 23:4) He did it!

He did it! That is the message of the empty tomb. He did it then, and He still does it today. 

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April 13, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 15

Full of Hope

It was great to be in Hope, Arkansas, again this weekend. The visit was for my fifty-fifth high school reunion. We had a wonderful time reminiscing, sharing stories, and enjoying each other’s company. 

Driving home, I reflected on how much hope I have. I grew up in Hope, Arkansas, graduated from Hope High School, and am a Hope Hospice chaplain. When we adopted our two cats in the early stages of COVID-19, we named one Hope. I have Hope all around me and deep within me. 

More importantly than where I grew up, went to school, and where I work, I have been filled with a strong sense of hope in my life because of my faith in God, His spirit living in me, and the reality of Jesus Christ deep in my soul. 

I have hope during the darkest days and nights because I know God is with me and will never leave me. 

I continue to have hope that the future is bright when the world appears to be crazy around me because I know God has always sustained me and provided for me.

I have hope because I know that God is transforming me into the image of His Son. Although that process is sometimes confusing and painful, it will be worth it in the end.

I am, always have been, surrounded by people of hope. I serve the God of hope. And He has planted within the living spirit of Hope. 

I am full of hope. 

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April 6, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 14

Words Don’t Come Easy

As you might imagine, I think about words often. I regularly pray, “Lord, give me words.” When I preached full-time, I would say, “Lord, speak to me, then speak through me.” Most of the time, words come, but sometimes not so effortlessly.

Words don’t come easy when explaining why you must explain why you must move to another city. 

Words don’t come easy when your daughter comes home with a broken heart.

Words don’t come easy when your son’s hero falls off the pedestal.

Words don’t come easy when the doctor says your child has cancer. 

Words don’t come easy when your son gets a rejection letter from the college of his dreams.

Words don’t come easy when your fiancé says he has changed his mind about marrying you. 

Words don’t come easy when you thought the job was in the bag, but it wasn’t. 

Words don’t come easy when your mother gets sick and you become the primary caregiver.

Words don’t come easy when the word dementia enters the conversation. 

Words don’t come easy when you sit beside a husband as he says goodbye to his wife of sixty years. 

Sometimes words don’t come easy. In those times, we can trust that the Spirit of God knows us and understands what is in our hearts. 

“In the same way, the Spirit helps us in our weakness. We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us through wordless groans. And he who searches our hearts knows the mind of the Spirit, because the Spirit intercedes for God’s people by the will of God.” (Romans 8:26,27, NIV)

Lord, give me words. 

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March 30, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 13

Don’t Panic

You may need to read and hear these words from Isaiah 41:20 (The Message): “Don’t panic. I’m with you. There’s no need to fear, for I’m your God. I’ll give you strength. I’ll help you. I’ll hold you steady and keep a firm grip on you.” 

Notice what He did not say: He did not say that you will never find yourself in dangerous or frightening situations. He did not tell you that you would never feel exhausted. He did not say you will never feel unsteady or as if you are losing your grip. 

He assures you there is no need to panic when life turns wild and chaotic because He is with you. 

He reminds you that when you are tired and weary, He will give you strength and help you keep going when you want to give up. 

He affirms that when you feel unsteady or are losing your grip, He will hold on to you and keep you steady.

I agree with Willie that we are living “At a time when the world seems to be spinnin’ hopelessly out of control.” (Willie Nelson, Hands On the Wheel) But, I must stay calm, not panic, because God is with me. 

I sometimes get tired physically, mentally, and spiritually. That is when I try to depend on God to strengthen me so I won’t give up trying to live a good life.

When it feels like the world is spinning hopelessly out of control, and sometimes I become so tired that I want to give up on living the good life, I feel unsteady, as if the ground beneath me is giving way. I will hold His hand and trust that He will guide me. 

He is with me. He strengthens me. He is holding me. I can keep going.

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March 23, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 12

N. Hervey Street

The transformation always seemed like it happened overnight. 

The drive into town (Hope, Arkansas) on what was then known as N. Hervey Street had big oak trees on each side of the street until the underpass.

In the summer, these giant oaks provided a canopy of shade for all who passed through in cars or bicycles. 

In the Fall, the leaves drifted in the breeze as they took on the new role of carpeting the street and sidewalk. In the winter, the branches were bare as if reminding me of the dark and lonely days of loss I had experienced and preparing me for others to come. 

But in the Spring, after those cold and barren days of winter, erupted with new life. The transformation always seemed to happen overnight. The naked limbs and branches that I had passed on the way home the day before had become clothed first with the brownish string-like things (I still call them worm-like-things), then soon disconnected and rained down on the street and sidewalk, clearing the way for the green growth of Spring.^[1]   

I loved that drive into downtown Hope. 

That drive has changed from the images I carry with me. The street is broader now. Most (if not all) of the big oak trees are gone. I remember the shock of driving into town after the city had removed trees. I still feel sad when I drive into town on N. Hervey Street. 

So why am I taking this nostalgic drive down N. Hervey Street today? I don’t know, but it has to do with changing seasons. It’s dry and dusty in South Central Texas. We need rain. Although there are signs of Spring, the transformation this year seems slow. I have seen some red buds (I think they look purple), green fields, and pastures, and our yard is gradually turning from brown to green. I have noticed some brownish string-like things hanging from the big oak trees. 

I enjoy change. I like to rearrange furniture (especially in my office/study), and I want to try new and different ways of doing things in hopes of improvement. I’ve been called a change agent by some. I took it as a compliment, even though that was not the intent. However, I’ve experienced enough loss and identify well with those who grieve and understand that change is hard. It is painful. It takes time for grief to do its work. And grief must be allowed to do its job. 

As I sit here, reflecting on the changes I’ve witnessed, I realize that change is inevitable. The seasons teach us this lesson year after year. They show us that while the old must give way, it paves the way for the new. The transformation, though sometimes slow and painful, brings growth and renewal.

So, as I look out at the transitioning landscape of my life and surroundings, I find comfort in knowing that each season brings its beauty and lessons. Change may be challenging, but it is also a testament to life’s enduring cycle of renewal and hope.

The drive into Hope on N. Hervey Street seems to be that reminder to me. I hope you have a street like N. Hervey Street in your life. 

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^[1] The Brown Stringy Things On the Ground: Oak Tree Catkins. https://www.gardenexperiments.com/what-are-all-these-trees-dropping-on-the-ground-in-spring/

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March 16, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 11

He Hears He Sees

I opened my journal and wrote, “Lord, my ears and eyes are open to what you want me to hear and see.” 

 She gave this name to the Lord who spoke to her: “You are the God who sees me,” for she said, “I have now seen the One who sees me. ”That is why the well was called Beer Lahai Roi; it is still there, between Kadesh and Bered.

So Hagar bore Abram a son, and Abram gave the name Ishmael (“God sees”) to the son she had borne.16 Abram was eighty-six years old when Hagar bore him Ishmael.” (Genesis 16:13-15)

I asked Him to help me hear Him, and He reminded me that He hears me. I asked Him to help me see Him, and He reminded me that He sees me.

With those thoughts, I went about my day. 

When faced with a stressful situation, I remembered that He heard me when I asked for help staying calm. He saw me and knew where I was and what I was facing.  

As I confronted a confusing situation, I thought, “I know You hear my confusion.” When fear nearly paralyzed me, I said, “I know You see me.” 

Remember that He hears and sees you as you navigate your day. Listen for Him; look for Him. He’s listening, and He’s watching. 

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March 9, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 10

Be There

Life lesson: You are what the world needs.

Many years ago, when we were involved in college ministry, there was a group of college ladies who committed to visiting a nursing home regularly. Occasionally, they needed transportation to and from the facility, which was several miles from campus. They gave their time and energy to residents in the not-the-nicest facility. The urine smell was strong, some areas were dark, and many residents were in feeble health and had difficulty communicating. That didn’t deter these college ladies. 

The college ladies had become friends with specific people and would spend most of their time providing companionship and conversation with their adopted residents. It was a beautiful example of giving yourself away. 

On one occasion, as the designated driver, I heard one lady singing gospel songs as I moved around the room. When I turned to see where the singing was coming from, I saw a lady who was blind, had no legs below her knees, and was sitting in her wheelchair. I pulled up a chair and sat beside her. We talked for a while, and as I was telling her goodbye, she thanked me for stopping to talk with her and said that she had prayed earlier in the day that “God would send me someone to talk to today. So, you were an answer to my prayer.”

I left that somewhat rundown facility feeling like God had used me, that I was right where I was supposed to be, and that I had been “an answer to prayer.” 

I think about that lady now and then (I wish I could remember her name), especially now that I am making similar visits daily as a Hospice Chaplain. I reflect on her words when I wonder if this is what I am supposed to be doing, what I am doing with my life, and where I am supposed to be. That lady in the Palmyra, Tennessee, nursing facility first reminded me that I could be an answer to someone’s prayer by simply being present at the moment. 

At about that same time, I read and began to understand the Sermon on the Mount, particularly these words. 

13 You are the salt of the earth. But if the salt loses its saltiness, how can it be made salty again? It is no longer good for anything, except to be thrown out and trampled underfoot.

14 “You are the light of the world. A town built on a hill cannot be hidden. 15 Neither do people light a lamp and put it under a bowl. Instead they put it on its stand, and it gives light to everyone in the house.16 In the same way, let your light shine before others, that they may see your good deeds and glorify your Father in heaven. (Matthew 5:13-16)

If you ever wonder about your purpose in life, the answer may not be as complicated as you think. Just show up. Be there for people. Be salt. Add some flavor to their lives. Be a light in what may be a dark world. 

You may be the answered prayer to a lonely lady in a wheelchair.

It may not seem very important, but the world needs you.

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March 3, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 09

A Strange Rejoicing

Life lesson: Don’t be surprised. Rejoice. 

Jesus said, “Blessed are those who are persecuted because of righteousness, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven. “

“Blessed are you when people insult you, persecute you and falsely say all kinds of evil against you because of me. Rejoice and be glad, because great is your reward in heaven, for in the same way they persecuted the prophets who were before you. (Matthew 10:11-12, NIV)

I confess. My experiences of being persecuted because of my commitment to God consist of me possibly not being invited to a party or two and exclusion from a few conversations. No one sends me threatening letters or emails, and I have never received hate mail from an angry member of the community or workplace. There is no threat of imprisonment unless I deny my faith. 

Have you?

When Jesus encouraged us to consider it a blessing, he was not if you get mistreated because you are acting like a jerk or being an obnoxious know-it-all. He said, If you live and act like me, don’t be surprised and rejoice. That means they see something in you that reminds them of me. They hate me. If you follow me, there will be times when they persecute you just like me.

Another question: If we claim to be followers of Jesus, why aren’t we being persecuted?

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February 23, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 08

A Peacemaker

Life lesson: Being a peacemaker is hard. 

Being a peacemaker is challenging in good times but can seem almost impossible in tough times. We are living in such a time. 

How can we help people reconcile the deep disagreements we are witnessing in our country and make peace with some of the things we are experiencing? 

How can we assist families in reconciling after causing each other pain and heartache?

How can we foster peace within a church community when pride and ego have fractured fellowship and created divisions?

How can we assist a broken soul in finding his way back to a relationship with the Lord after he feels God has failed him?

Being a peacemaker is hard, but as children of God, we must try. 

I have a few suggestions for being a peacemaker.

Pray for wisdom in choosing your words and timing before getting involved. 

Hear their pain. Understand all parties involved. Assist them in learning to listen to one another.

Recognize the need for time while emphasizing the importance of peace. 

Remind them of your love for them and your sincere desire to help. 

“Blessed are the peacemakers, for they will be called children of God.” (Matthew 5:9

Father, help me be a peacemaker. 

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February 16, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 07

An Undivided Heart

Life lesson: When my heart is pure, I can see God. 

What does it mean to be pure in heart? 

To be pure in heart involves having an undivided heart that is entirely focused on seeking and reflecting God’s presence. To be pure in heart means to possess an unwavering and sincere dedication to integrity, moral courage, and godly character.  

When you have a pure heart, free from deceit and distraction, it becomes a vessel through which you can experience the nearness of God. If your focus is clearly on Him, you will notice Him all around you, wherever you look in nature, people, and circumstances, and you will know He is near. 

Conversely, a divided heart plagued by conflicting desires and distractions will find its vision obscured, missing the omnipresence of the divine in the world.

After writing and reading those two paragraphs, I remember how difficult it is to be pure in heart in our world. From advertising to news broadcasts to social media to everyday life events, we constantly have opportunities that distract us from God. Being pure in heart is not easy, but it is necessary to see God. Being difficult

Look at how Jesus said it. 

Blessed are the pure in heart, for they will see God. (Matthew 5:8)

“Happy are the utterly sincere, for they will see God! “(JB Phillips)

“Blessed [anticipating God’s presence, spiritually mature] are the pure in heart [those with integrity, moral courage, and godly character], for they will see God.” (Amplified Bible)

“You’re blessed when you get your inside world—your mind and heart—put right. Then you can see God in the outside world. (The Message)

So, the question we must answer is, do I want to see God?

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February 9, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 06

Be Merciful

Life lesson: Be merciful. 

I find it almost unimaginable that the word merciful is getting so much negative attention in the public media and even among those who claim to be followers of God. It seems to me that being merciful is one of the most basic principles for anyone who loves God and wants to please him. 

The Old Testament Micah stated it matter-of-factly: 

“With what shall I come before the Lord

and bow down before the exalted God?

Shall I come before him with burnt offerings,

with calves a year old?

Will the Lord be pleased with thousands of rams,

with ten thousand rivers of olive oil?

Shall I offer my firstborn for my transgression,

the fruit of my body for the sin of my soul?

He has shown you, O mortal, what is good.

And what does the Lord require of you?

To act justly and to love mercy

and to walk humbly with your God.” (Micha 6:6-8)

Jesus did the same, “Blessed are the merciful, for they will be shown mercy.” (Matthew 5:7)

It seems simple to me. If you are going to please God, live like Jesus, and be shown mercy by God at the end of your journey, you will be merciful. So, be merciful.

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January 26, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 04

You Don’t Have to Act So Tough

Life lesson: You don’t have to act so tough.

We see athletes demonstrate their toughness when they sack the quarterback, monster dunk over the defender, power one over the fence and out of the park, or deliver the knockout punch. “Look at me. I’m strong. I’m tough. You may think you are tough, but I’m tougher!” (After I typed those words, opposing players were face mask to face mask in a heated discussion, and the two teams were going at each other in the end zone.)

You don’t have to act so tough.

Advertisers try to convince us their product can make us stronger, bigger, brighter, sexier, more intelligent, and meaner than anyone else. Politicians, business tycoons, and attorneys often promote themselves as the best at destroying the enemy. 

Displaying our toughness with verbal abuse and physical prowess is one way of gaining influence and power. But there is an alternative. 

Jesus said, Blessed are the meek, for they will inherit the earth. (Matthew 5:5)

“You’re blessed when you’re content with just who you are—no more, no less. That’s the moment you find yourselves proud owners of everything that can’t be bought.” (The Message)

 “Blessed [inwardly peaceful, spiritually secure, worthy of respect] are the gentle [the kind-hearted, the sweet-spirited, the self-controlled], for they will inherit the earth.” (The Amplified Version)

“For by the grace given me I say to every one of you: Do not think of yourself more highly than you ought, but rather think of yourself with sober judgment, in accordance with the faith God has distributed to each of you.” (Romans 12:5)

“Let your gentleness be evident to all. The Lord is near.” (Philippians 4:5)

You don’t have to act so tough.

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January 15, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 02

It’s Okay to Ask for Help

One of life’s fundamental principles is that asking for help is acceptable. 

It is okay to ask for help. We live in a world that paints the opposite picture. “Be strong.” “Don’t let them see you struggle.” “Don’t let anyone see that you are hurting.” Yet, we constantly face the reality that we are not always strong; sometimes, we struggle and are often hurting. Regardless of what the world tells us, it is okay to ask for help. 

Sometimes, we need help in our work, in our marriage, as parents, and in our spiritual walk. We may know what to do, but we may need help. Ask for help. It’s okay. 

Every spiritual journey begins by saying, “I need help. I can’t do this on my own.” “Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.” (Matthew 5:3)

Every twelve-step program begins with the admission that I cannot overcome this problem alone. “I need help.” 

We sometimes need help mentally, physically, and spiritually. It’s okay to ask for help.

I cannot nor will I attempt to predict the future, but I believe that even though we are already living in very stressful times, the days ahead will be worse. More stress. More anxiety. More feelings of being overwhelmed. If true, we will need help to survive and thrive in the coming days. 

It’s okay to ask for help. 

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January 5, 2025 – Vol. 29 No. 01

That You Know Him

 My prayer for you as this new year begins is the same as Jesus prayed for us all. 

“Now this is eternal life: that they know you, the only true God, and Jesus Christ, whom you have sent.” (John 17:3)

This year, I pray you will come to know Him like you have never known Him. I pray you will know “how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ.”

I pray you will come to know Him, not just know about Him.

I pray you will come to know how much He loves you.

I pray you will learn how much He has done for you and what He wants to do for you. 

I pray you will accept His grace and mercy. 

I pray you will allow Him to fill you with His Spirit and allow His Spirit to flow from you. 

I pray you will come to know Him.

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December 29, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 50

The Worthy Goal

We are almost there—the end of one year, the beginning of another. There have been times of testing and destress, celebration and peace, victory and defeat. Regardless of what has happened, this is a good time to start over.

Some will vow to lose weight, stop using foul language, exercise more, and look for a new job—all worthy goals. However, many made the same vows a year ago and will make the same vows a year from now. Let me suggest a more worthy goal. 

“I’m not saying that I have this all together; I have it made. But I am well on my way, reaching out for Christ, who has so wondrously reached out for me. Friends, don’t get me wrong: By no means do I count myself an expert in all of this, but I’ve got my eye on the goal, where God is beckoning us onward—to Jesus. I’m off and running, and I’m not turning back.”^[1]

Consider this as a more worthy goal. 

We are not there yet.

Just as many of us did not achieve the goals we planned for this year, and the writer of Philippians did not reach his goal, we are not there yet. Life has gotten in our way. We have made mistakes and excuses and ignored the goals we set. So, we have not reached this worthy goal. But…

We are on our way with our eyes on the goal. 

We know where we are going, and we are moving forward. The worthy goal is still in front of us, and we are moving toward it. We may need to repeat our resolve to reach our goal, but we are moving closer to it than we were a year ago. That is a good thing. 

Jesus is our goal.

Let there be no confusion; our goal is Jesus. To know Him (John 17) Our goal is to be like Him. Refer to Philippians 2 for His attitude. And His spirit (see Galatians 5) and His love (John 13). He is our goal. 

We are not turning back. 

We have not and will not quit. We are keeping our eyes on Jesus (Hebrews 12:1-3). We are not there yet but moving closer to Him and becoming more like Him. 

You may already have set excellent goals for the coming year. But if your goal is not to become more like Jesus, please reconsider and choose a more worthy goal. Leave this year’s stuff behind and move forward to be like Jesus. 

I hope 2024 ends well and 2025 begins and continues well all year.

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^[1] The Message, Philippians 3:12-14

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December 22, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 50

Christmas Reunions

I watched a news story about sailors arriving home for Christmas leave. The sailors lined up shoulder to shoulder on the deck of their ship, waving to the crowd until they were permitted to celebrate and reunite with their families. Children ran to hug their mom or dad. One little boy hugged his dad and said, “I love you, Daddy.” It was quite an emotional scene. 

Other reunions will occur this week as families travel long distances to make it home for the holidays. Some may panic due to heavy traffic and delayed flights, wondering if they will get home on time. Hopefully, they will arrive safely and on schedule for the celebration. You are one of the travelers eager to get home. You can’t wait to see the faces and hug the necks of your loved ones.  

As emotional and touching as these scenes are, some families will feel sad because their loved ones are not there. Death, travel delays, illness, work responsibilities, and family disputes can dampen some festivities. However, this will not be the case at the ultimate reunion, where there will be no tears—except tears of joy, because we have finally made it home. 

Enjoy your Christmas reunion. Celebrate your family and friends. 

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December 15, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 49

A Gift That Lasts

One of my favorite Jesus stories is found in John 21. Jesus has died, been buried, and risen from the grave. He has visited with the disciples, restored Peter to the fold, enjoyed a meal with them, given them instructions, and is now moving forward. Jesus walks with Peter and discusses the future and how Peter will die.

Peter sees John and asks Jesus, “What about him?” Jesus answered, “If I want him to remain alive until I return, what is that to you? You must follow me.”

My modern interpretation of what Jesus meant when he said, “You must follow me,” is, “Stay in your lane, bro.”  He may not have considered this then, but I think Jesus gave him a gift that He knew he would need—a gift that would last. 

“Stay in your lane.” “Be you.” “You follow me.” “Don’t concern yourself with what I ask or don’t ask others to do.”

The gift Jesus gave Peter is also available to you and me. Staying in my lane makes my life much easier. I must be me, not someone else. 

This is true in our work, how we participate in our churches, and how we function in our family. Be you. Let others be them. 

Not only is being you a lasting gift we have been given, but it is also a gift we can give to others, and then they can give it to someone else. 

Enjoy the gift of being you and share the gift that lasts.    

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December 8, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 48

It’s Been Sixty Years

Sixty years ago today, my mother died. That was 21,900 days ago. I was eleven years old. Very few of those days have not included an image or thought about her. Today is undoubtedly one of those days. 

There are days when I have trouble remembering her face and voice, days when I long to see her face and hear her voice again, days when I wish I could sit with her and talk about life and world events, and days when I’m glad she is beyond this life and free from world events. 

There are days when I think I should have moved beyond the grief, days when the grief weighs me down, and days when I feel I have moved beyond it. Then, there are days when I wonder if I processed the grief at all. 

Sometimes, I ponder what my life would have been like had my mother not died when she was forty-four. Would I have gone to Arkansas State University in 1970? Would I have responded to the Lord’s call into the ministry, or would I have chosen a profession that would have kept me closer to home? 

I often wonder what she would think of my wife, children, and grandchildren. And what would they think of her? What would she think of the life I am living? 

I have thought about my mother a lot today, as I do every December 8, 9, and 10. Some of my thoughts were sad, but mostly, I thought about how those eleven years with her have shaped my life and how grateful I am for how her short life continues to teach me the value of living life to the fullest by loving God and loving people. My mother has been gone for sixty years, but she lives on in my mind and my heart. 

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December 1, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 47

Laments of the Season

Like most of you, I spent at least part of last week counting my blessings and naming reasons to be thankful. I also spent some time lamenting^[i].

I did not spend much time lamenting, but I did remember, grieve, and mourn. Some of it was intentional, and some just came naturally. 

I remembered holidays of the past. The people present. The places we spent the holiday—the meals we enjoyed and the conversations we shared. 

I grieved for people who are no longer with us and those who could not be with us. Some years are easier than others, but this holiday was challenging. 

I mourned the condition of our nation, the anger, the sadness, the fearmongering, and the hatred. 

I remembered I grieved, and I mourned the life that was and will be no more. 

Then, the moment’s reality reminded me to be thankful again for the people with me and the life that is.

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^[i] A lament or lamentation is a passionate expression of grief, often in music, poetry, or song form. The grief is most often born of regret, or mourning. Laments can also be expressed in a verbal manner in which participants lament about something that they regret or someone that they have lost, and they are usually accompanied by wailing, moaning and/or crying. Laments constitute some of the oldest forms of writing, and examples exist across human cultures.

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November 24, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 46

Different Thanksgiving Days

This week begins with me looking forward to the family gathering on Thanksgiving Day. There will be good food and conversation, children enjoying the day and getting frustrated when things do not go their way, laughter, and possibly tears. We will share memories, photographs, plans, and reasons to be thankful.

I am looking forward to Thanksgiving Day, but I am also thinking about families who will have a different experience. I know two wives who will have an empty chair at their table. 

Some families will be together physically but miles apart emotionally.

Other families will sit at the same table sharing memories, but the grandmother will not recognize their faces or understand their stories. 

Some families will share the day through long-distance phone calls or video chats due to their military service.

Some will celebrate, and some will mourn. Some people will share their blessings, and some will live through another holiday of pain and regret.

We are all different, going through life at various speeds, directions, and paths. Our Thanksgiving Days will not be the same, but I will pray the same prayer for us all: May we find love, joy, peace, and many reasons to be thankful. 

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November 17, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 45

Ready for Joy

Maybe it’s just me, but the Christmas lights and home decorations appeared earlier this year. I have gotten used to seeing Christmas commercials on television, hearing Christmas music, and seeing displays in stores in September and October. But I do not recall seeing so many homes lit up before Halloween and mid-November as I’ve seen this year. Perhaps my memory is failing me, or is there another reason? 

I do have a theory. It is an untested, non-scientific, and unproven theory that exists only in my mind. We are ready for joy. 

The first ten-and-a-half months of 2024 have been long and hard. There have been brief seasons of joy, but confusion, stress, and sadness have dominated and often controlled our thoughts. 

Hurricanes, tornadoes, and floods have wiped out communities. Wars and threats of war have often been the lead story of the daily news. The presidential campaign and election were ugly and divisive. Many people have lost loved ones to diseases, accidents, and senseless shootings. As I described in last week’s Note, we have been on a roller coaster ride of emotions. 

We are ready for joy. 

If you are ready for joy, think about people you love and bring you joy. (Philippians 1:3)

If you are ready for joy, encourage the people around you to be like-minded and be one in spirit and love. (Philippians 2:2)

If you are ready for joy, forget the past and move toward your goals. (Philippians 3:10-14)

If you are ready for joy, remember that the Lord is near, be gentle, and think about positive things. (Philippians 4:4-9)

If you are ready for joy, go ahead and turn on the Christmas music and decorate your house. Who cares if it’s a little early? 

We are ready for joy. 

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November 10, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 44

Emotional Roller Coaster

I have been on an emotional roller coaster for the last few weeks.

There was a point when I thought this was going to be the year that the Boston Celtics won the National Basketball Championship and the New York Yankees would win the World Series. Then, the 5^th inning of the 5^th game of the series happened. 

There was a planned surgery for our granddaughter, but the surgery will come later due to a rash. She, her parents, and all the rest of us must wait with her. She had another scan. The anticipation of a scan always produces anxious days and nights. When we hear, “The scans are clear.” We express praises and thanksgiving. 

The election provided an emotional roller coaster all its own. Anticipation. Hope. Dread. Confidence. Anger. Elation. Sadness. Despair. Confusion. Disbelief. Hope. 

A few days off work and time with long-time friends. Happiness. Joy. Appreciation. Love. Tears. Nostalgic conversations. Laughter. Calm sighs of delight. Then, as the visitation came to an end came tears, sadness, expressions of love, and regret that our time together had to end. 

Emotions are okay. Emotions fill our hearts, and tears fill our eyes. Emotions are okay for women and men. Emotions are okay and good, and appropriately sharing them is a healthy practice. 

Expressing your emotions is healthier than bottling them up or treating them like they do not exist. Find someone to talk with about what you are feeling. Write them down and name them.

Emotions are gifts from God and give us a way of communicating with Him. They help us understand life so we can share life with the people we love.

Someone once told me feelings and emotions are not right or wrong. They just are. 

There will be more emotional roller coasters this week and throughout our lives. Don’t be afraid to express your emotions in healthy ways. There is a real possibility you are not the only person on that same ride. You may be the one to help them deal with those feelings. 

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November 3, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 43

Trust God

Some trust in chariots and some in horses, but we trust in the name of the Lord our God. (Psalm 20:7)

The only answer I can offer to many people’s questions is, “Trust the Lord.” 

To the gentleman who feels his life is over and cannot understand why the Lord is keeping him here, I say, “I think we need to trust that the Lord knows what He’s doing, and He must have a reason, even though we don’t know what that reason is.”

To the college students stressed about all their decisions about their education, careers, relationships, and the rest of their lives, I say, “Trust God to show you the way, and be patient.”

To couples struggling to keep their marriage together and are losing hope, “Do what is right and trust the Lord.” 

To the loyal company man in shock because he lost his job and asks me, “Why has this happened to me?” I can only say, “I don’t know, but we need to trust God to see you through it.”

Saying, “Trust the Lord,” may sound trite, trivial, and like a cop-out. But it’s not. When we have more questions than answers, more pain than comfort, and our faith is wavering but honest, all we can do is trust God. This week is one of those times when we need to trust God. 

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October 29, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 42

Watch the Way You Talk

Watch the way you talk. Let nothing foul or dirty come out of your mouth. Say only what helps, each word a gift. (Ephesians 4:29, The Message)

I have used this text as the basis for many notes over the years, but I think it is probably needed more now than ever. Let’s take one phrase at a time.

Watch the way you talk. During the next week, you will have the opportunity to voice your thoughts on the election, the candidates, the results of the election, and the people who voted differently than you prefer. Watch the way you talk. Choose your words carefully and pay attention to who might be listening. 

Let nothing foul or dirty come out of your mouth. Even though others may use foul, filthy, divisive, and judgmental language, you don’t have to follow their example. Their language does not have to be your language. 

Say only what helps, each word a gift. Say only what helps. How’s that for a challenge? Only what helps. That might reduce many conversations, but if you speak only words that lift others up, the conversation will be much more wholesome and encouraging. Each word is a gift. Treat your words like a precious gift. 

In stressful times, we must be even more watchful of how we talk than usual. These are stressful times. Be an encourager. Be thoughtful. It may be that the best words are the ones not spoken. It takes self-discipline and courage. 

Watch the way you talk. 

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October 20, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 41

Asking for Wisdom

If you need wisdom, ask our generous God, and he will give it to you. He will not rebuke you for asking. (James 1:5)

Generous God, I do need wisdom, so I’m asking. 

Please give me the wisdom to know what to say to the daughter who knows her mother has only a few hours left to live. 

Please give me the wisdom to remain silent when I don’t have helpful, meaningful, or encouraging words.

Please give me the wisdom to know how to walk with the person going through what feels like never-ending grief. 

Please give me the wisdom to know what to say to the young couple struggling to hold their marriage together. 

Please give me the wisdom to encourage the gentleman who has lived a long, meaningful life but no longer feels he has a purpose. 

Please give me the wisdom to offer advice only when asked.

Please give me wisdom when I enter the election booth. 

Please give me the wisdom to change what I can and accept what I cannot. 

Please give me the wisdom and the wisdom to use the wisdom You give me. 

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October 13, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 40

The Opportunity

Be wise in the way you act toward outsiders; make the most of every opportunity. (Colossians 4:5)

As I watched reports of the storms that have devastated communities in Florida, Georgia, North Carolina, and Tennessee, I thought about how important it is to make the most of our opportunities to be with people and express our love to them. Life changes quickly, and we never know what the day will bring, so we must stay in the present and live every moment to the fullest.

That thought consistently influences my thinking. But as I read the verse from Colossians, I realized that taking advantage of our opportunities has a more specific meaning. “Be wise in the way you act toward outsiders.” 

Consider the wording from The Message. “Use your heads as you live and work among outsiders. Don’t miss a trick. Make the most of every opportunity. Be gracious in your speech. The goal is to bring out the best in others in a conversation, not put them down, not cut them out.”^[1]

Consider how you treat people outside your faith community, the people in your neighborhood, your workplace, and the places where you do business. What’s your conversation like with them, how do you speak to them, how do you treat them? What sort of attitude do you have with and toward them?

Make the most of those opportunities so they can see Jesus in you. Doing that brings glory to Him and may help them know the Lord. Life can change quickly. You have this moment. Make the most of it. 

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^[1] Eugene H. Peterson, The Message: The Bible in Contemporary Language (Colorado Springs, CO: NavPress, 2005), Col 4:5–

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October 7, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 39

Pray

Please pause and pray for all those who have been and will be affected by the powerfully destructive storms. 

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September 22, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 37

Look at the Birds

I had just finished my visit to the Assisted Living/Memory Care facility and was writing notes in my car. I glanced out my window and saw a group of sparrows in the grass feeding on the seeds that the lawncare crew had just spread around the building. They were surrounded on three sides by moving vehicles, yet they were tweeting, chirping, and hopping all around; they didn’t have a care in the world.

I thought of Jesus’ words. 

“If you decide for God, living a life of God-worship, it follows that you don’t fuss about what’s on the table at mealtimes or whether the clothes in your closet are in fashion. There is far more to your life than the food you put in your stomach, more to your outer appearance than the clothes you hang on your body. Look at the birds, free and unfettered, not tied down to a job description, careless in the care of God. And you count far more to him than birds.” (Matthew 6:25-27)

The message is clear: Look at the birds. 

When you, or someone you love, are struggling physically or emotionally, look at the birds and know that you count far more to Him than birds.  

When searching for your purpose for living, look at the birds and know that you count far more to Him than birds.  

When you grieve the loss of a relationship and long to fill the void, look at the birds and know that you count far more to Him than birds.  

When you lose your job and wonder how you will care for your family, look at the birds and know that you count far more to Him than birds.  

When life is good and filled with more blessings than you deserve, look at the birds and know that you count far more to Him than birds.  

God loves us, and when we look at the birds, we remember His love is wider, longer, higher, and deeper than we can ever ask or imagine. So, take a moment to look at the birds and thank God for His love and care.

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My Words and My Mouth

I need to pray this prayer. 

May the words of my mouth

and the meditation of my heart

be pleasing to you,

O Lord, my rock and my redeemer. (Psalm 19:14)

I need to pray these words so that my words will be kind and accepting because sometimes the meditations of my heart are unkind and judgmental.  

I need to pray this prayer so that my words will be gentle and loving because sometimes the meditations of my heart are harsh and unloving. 

I need to pray this prayer so that my words will be encouraging because sometimes the meditations of my heart are not about encouragement.   

I need to pray this prayer so that my words and actions will build others up, not tear them down. 

I need to pray this prayer so my words and actions will bring gentleness and healing to the hurting and broken. 

I need to pray this prayer, so my words and actions will bring light and joy into a dark world of sadness.

I need to pray this prayer because sometimes the contents of my heart are far from pleasing to God, even though He is my rock and my redeemer.

I need to pray this prayer daily, and sometimes, I need to pray this prayer many times. 

May the words of my mouth

and the meditation of my heart

be pleasing to you,

O Lord, my rock and my redeemer. (Psalm 19:14)

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July 15, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 28

What Can I Do?

It was quite a weekend. 

I don’t know about you, but I much prefer watching a Yankees game, the Scottish Open, a good movie, an episode of Parks and Recreation, or the replay of the Celtics championship game, and just about anything instead of Breaking News reports about the attempted assassination of a presidential candidate. 

Unfortunately, that was not the case. Once again, we are afraid, fear, chaos, confusion, and uncertainty. Once again, we learn of another young man who decided that the best way to get over his troubled past was to fire an automatic rifle and kill as many people as possible. 

It was another heartbreaking, troubling weekend. I wish I could stop the violence and hatred in the world. I wish I could stop the hatred. I wish I could change hearts. I wish I could help people sleep peacefully. I want to, but I can’t. I can’t fix the world.

But I can “… not let any unwholesome talk come out of my mouth, but only what is helpful for building others up according to their needs, that it may benefit those who listen.” (Ephesians 4:29)

I can, “as far as it depends on me, live at peace with everyone.” (Romans 12:18)

And I can be a peacemaker. 

I often sing along with Willie Nelson, “At a time when the world seems to be spinnin’ hopelessly out of control” (Hands on the Wheel), wanting to be a better person. So, I will try to be kinder, listen before I react, forgive quickly, and pray more. 

“‘Our Father in heaven,
hallowed be your name,
   your kingdom come,
your will be done,
    on earth as it is in heaven.
   Give us today our daily bread.
   And forgive us our debts,
    as we also have forgiven our debtors.

   And lead us not into temptation,
    but deliver us from the evil one.’

For Yours is the kingdom and the power

    And the glory forever. Amen.

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July 8, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 27

You Are My Shepherd

Lord, You are my shepherd (and most of the time, I am a devoted sheep); I lack nothing (and yet, I often want more).

    You make me lie down in green pastures (sometimes You must make me lie down because I often want to keep moving),
You lead me beside quiet waters (even when I don’t always appreciate the quietness),

    You refresh my soul (and I sometimes miss that refreshment because I seek it in other places and things).
You guide me along the right paths
    for his name’s sake (but sometimes I stray from that path).

 Even though I walk
    through the darkest valley, the valley of the shadow of death (and all the other dark valleys I have gone through and will go through),
I will fear no evil,
    for you are with me (at least I try not to be afraid);
your rod and your staff,
    they comfort me (Your presence comforts me despite the times when I get distracted by the things around me).

You prepare a table before me
    in the presence of my enemies (You bless me despite me).
You anoint my head with oil;
    my cup overflows (yet unbelievably, You continue to shower me with Your love).

Surely your goodness and love will follow me
    all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the house of the Lord
    forever (those words are almost more than I can grasp. But then I remember that You are my shepherd).

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July 1, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 26

Thanks, Wonder, Awe, Joy

Uncrustables. ^© Where have you been all my life?

I am late to the game, but I only recently discovered Uncrustables. ^© On the golf course, my son handed me one and said, “You want one of these?” Whaaaaat? A peanut butter and jelly sandwich that is not messy? Uncrustables^© are amazing!

Then, last week, my wife informed me that she could get them at the grocery store. She did. I took one in the car for work and enjoyed it for a late-morning snack, in the car. No mess. Uncrustables^© are amazing. Uncrustables. ^© Where have you been all my life?

I listened to John Ortberg’s podcast, Become New, as he suggests that our response to the world and the universe around us might be thanks, wonder, awe, and joy. I listened, and I pondered those thoughts. 

My response to Uncrustables^© was of thanks, wonder, awe, and joy. I reacted similarly to the beauty of the golf course we were playing. And to the sunrise, I by at the ocean. I responded similarly to the rainbow we saw after a brief rain shower. The sunsets and the massive waves crashing on the rocks filled me with thanks, wonder, awe, and joy. I experience thanks, wonder, awe, and joy as I notice the growth and maturity of our grandchildren. 

We heard an unusual sound a few nights ago, so I stepped onto our back porch and discovered a jet drifting across the night sky. That is amazing, but the backdrop of stars brought feelings of thanks, wonder, awe, and joy.

Everything I’ve mentioned above ignites feelings of thanks, wonder, awe, and joy. But none compares to the feelings of thanks, wonder, awe, and joy when I ponder these words: “You see, at just the right time, when we were still powerless, Christ died for the ungodly. Very rarely will anyone die for a righteous person, though for a good person someone might possibly dare to die. But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.” (Romans 5:6-8)

Uncrustables. ^© Where have you been all my life? Jesus, thank You for being there when I needed you most. 

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Jun 24, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 25

Grief Is Good

Richard Rohr’s Week Twenty-Six: Holy Lament, The Universal Need to Grieve describes how grief isn’t rational in our culture: “As anyone who has experienced grief canattest, it isn’t rational. We really don’t know how to hurt! We simply don’t know what to do with our pain.” 

We avoid grief. We deny grief. And we consider it unnatural and unnecessary. “We would much rather be angry than sad.” Rohr further defines grief as “unfinished hurt.” “We have to learn to remain open to our grief, to wait in patient expectation for what it has to teach us. When we close in too tightly around our sadness or grief, when we try to fix it, control it, or understand it, we only deny ourselves its lessons. “

Rohr’s article discusses grief as we deal with the death of a loved one, but we also experience grief from other losses. We might grieve over the loss of a friendship, the loss of a pet, the loss of a job, or the loss of a dream. In essence, we may be experiencing grief at any time. 

So, how are you doing with your grief? If you ignore your grief, it will work against you. Grief must do its work. Don’t be afraid to grieve. Grief is good and good for you. 

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Jun 17, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 24

Listen

If I could offer one word of advice to every human being, it would be this: Listen. 

Listen. Don’t prejudge. 

Listen. Don’t tell your story. 

Listen. Don’t try to top their story.

Listen. Don’t interrupt. 

Listen. Don’t assume.

Listen.

Whoever has ears, let them hear. (Matthew 11:15)

My dear brothers and sisters, take note of this: Everyone should be quick to listen, slow to speak and slow to become angry, because human anger does not produce the righteousness that God desires. (James 1:19-20)

Listen.

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Jun 10, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 23

Our Time Is Limited

We live in an amazing world, and the Creator filled the earth with unimaginable beauty—unimaginable until we see it. There is so much to see, hear, and do. Our time here is limited, so we’re trying to take it all in.

Thanks to the hospitality of our son and daughter-in-law, we are experiencing beautiful sunsets, ocean views, golf courses, the colors and sounds of nature, quiet moments, and family moments filled with laughter and a few tears. Our time here is limited, so we’re trying to take it all in. 

If we know that our time on earth is limited, it’s not always possible or necessary to travel 3700 miles to find everyday blessings from the Lord. If you ever have the opportunity, go. If we open our eyes and ears, we can see His face and hear His voice no matter where we are.

In the early morning, a bird often sits on the streetlight in front of our house or on the roof next door, singing to remind all who listen that this is the day the Lord has made.

Not long ago, I pulled my car over and stopped long enough to watch a mother deer love on her new spotted fawn. 

While I was enjoying the sound of the waves and ocean breeze, two of our granddaughters were pretending to be on a grand adventure while climbing a tree. The combination of sights and sounds was a joyful noise to the Lord. 

I know that my opportunities to play golf are limited. So, when I do get to play, I try not to be so serious about my score that I miss the beauty and peacefulness of my surroundings. That doesn’t always work, but I try. 

Remembering that my time on earth is limited helps me develop a grateful heart and sustain an appreciation for the sights, sounds, and people God places in my daily path. 

I know that life in the next world promises to be even more beautiful and spectacular than this present world and will make this world pale in comparison. That will be more than we can ask or imagine, but if we pay attention, so is this world. So, let’s not rush past all that God wants us to experience during our limited time here. 

“Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever! Amen.”

Enjoy today, and help others do the same. 

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Jun 3, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 22

Live to the Fullest

The story of Bill Walton’s passing saddened me. For those who don’t know, he was an outstanding college and professional basketball who went on to be a very entertaining broadcaster. And from all accounts from those who knew him personally, he was a better person. “He loved life and was so full of life” is a standard description of how he lived his life. Walton always had a big smile on his face. He lived life to the fullest. 

Long before Bill captured his first rebound or slammed his first dunk, he described his reason for coming to earth. He said, “The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full.”

Jesus wanted us to live with gusto and enthusiasm. He didn’t want us to allow the Enemy to destroy our love for living and steal our joy for loving life and people. His desire for us was, and is, life to the full. 

And yet, the Enemy still wants to steal, kill, and destroy everything good in life. He wants to steal your love for your neighbor. The Enemy wants to kill your effort to live a good life and be a good person. He wants to destroy your joy in enjoying a sunrise or a sunset, pausing to listen to the birds sing their songs of praise, or sitting quietly as your children or grandchildren tell you stories. 

Don’t let him. Keep loving people. Keep enjoying a slower pace. Keep watching those sunrises and sunsets. Keep hitting repeat when you hear a favorite song. There’s so much to see and hear. Keep living life and live it to the fullest.

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May 27, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 21

Out Run the Rain 

As my wife, nephew, and I sat at the table one morning last week, I remembered this story from my childhood. We lived about a quarter of a mile from my Aunt Eunice and Uncle Ruby’s grocery store. We often rode our bikes down the highway to get a soft drink (we said coke refers to any soft drink: Coke, Pepsi, Pop Kola, etc.), a candy bar, or something else, or to visit. Occasionally, as we started back home on hot summer days, we’d notice a rainstorm coming our way. Naturally, we wanted to get home before the rain hit. So, we’d try to outrun the rain. 

With our legs pumping as fast as we could, we’d fly down the highway (it felt like we were flying). If lucky, we’d make it to our front porch just in time to sit, watch, and listen to the rain. We were not so fortunate sometimes, and the rain would catch us. We would sit on the porch until we dried off on those occasions. 

I can almost see and hear the rain chasing us, feel the drops on my back, and smell it as it cooled the hot pavement. 

Reliving those hot summer days has reminded me of many times since then I have tried to outrun the rain. 

When I learned my mother was dying (probably about the same time as those bike rides), I wanted to outrun the rain. 

When relationships turned in the wrong direction, I wanted to outrun the rain. 

When work and ministry became discouraging, and I knew the end was near, I wished I could outrun the rain. 

When we learned our granddaughter’s diagnosis, I tried with all my strength to outrun the rain. 

All these years later, when I’m lonely, when work gets hard, people I love are struggling, and sickness, sadness, and death overwhelm me, I wish I could outrun the rain. I wish I could make it to the front porch to sit and wait until the rain passes. 

That porch no longer exists, but rainstorms continue. And there is still a safe place to go when we want to outrun the rain.

God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble. (Psalm 46:2) 

Trust in him at all times, you people; pour out your hearts to him, for God is our refuge. (Psalm 62:8)

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May 20, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 20

Turn Your Eyes Upon Jesus

When life becomes a puzzle, take a moment to shift your gaze and turn your eyes upon Jesus. 

When you watch or listen to the news of the day and get depressed, turn your eyes upon Jesus. 

When medical news is not good, turn your eyes upon Jesus. 

When you hate or lose your job, turn your eyes upon Jesus. 

When your spouse walks out on you, turn your eyes upon Jesus.

When you are nearer the exit than the entrance, turn your eyes upon Jesus.

When your sins pile high and guilt holds you captive, turn your eyes upon Jesus. 

When your strength is gone, and your desire to continue is fading, turn your eyes upon Jesus.

When life is good, and you’re on top of the world, turn your eyes upon Jesus.

Turning your eyes upon Jesus won’t change the circumstances you are facing. It won’t fix whatever is wrong, but it can change your attitude and remind you that you are not alone. It might inspire you to keep trying and trusting Him to walk you through the struggle. So, turn your eyes upon Jesus. 

Do you see what this means—all these pioneers who blazed the way, all these veterans cheering us on? It means we’d better get on with it. Strip down, start running—and never quit! No extra spiritual fat, no parasitic sins. Keep your eyes on Jesus, who both began and finished this race we’re in. Study how he did it. Because he never lost sight of where he was headed—that exhilarating finish in and with God—he could put up with anything along the way: Cross, shame, whatever. And now he’s there, in the place of honor, right alongside God. When you find yourselves flagging in your faith, go over that story again, item by item, that long litany of hostility he plowed through. That will shoot adrenaline into your souls!^[1]

Eugene H. Peterson, The Message: The Bible in Contemporary Language (Colorado Springs, CO: NavPress, 2005), Heb 12:1–3.

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^[1] Eugene H. Peterson, The Message: The Bible in Contemporary Language (Colorado Springs, CO: NavPress, 2005), Heb 12:1–3.

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May 13, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 19

We Remember

We remember it because someone (maybe our mother) told us that our mother’s face was the face we ever saw. 

We remember days when we were sick, and our mothers were there.  

We remember times when we messed up, and she wrapped her arms around us, reminding us that she loved us.  

We remember facing a significant decision and needing to talk about it. Our mother listened. 

We remember that she always remembered to do something special on our birthday. 

We remember being far from home, and our children were sick; she came to help. 

We remember celebrating with our children, she was there. 

We remember when she told us she was sick, we were there. 

We remember when she could not remember who we were.

We remember when she took her last breath because we were there. 

We remember the first day after she passed, and when we remembered she was gone. 

Every year on Mother’s Day, her birthday, and our birthday, we remember.

We remember because she taught us to remember.

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[I’ve been under the weather this week, so I hope you can enjoy this A Norvell Note rerun from ten years ago.]

Posted on May 5, 2014 

Vol. 17 No. 18 | May 5, 2014

When I am afraid, I will trust in you.
In God, whose word I praise, in God I trust;
I will not be afraid.
What can mortal man do to me? (Psalm 56:3-4, NIV)

Psalm 56 expresses why David is regarded as an uncomplaining, meek dove, driven from his native home to wander in exile. He appears to be disturbed by both domestic and foreign foes. David appeals confidently to God, recites his complaints, and closes with joyful and assured anticipations of God’s continued help. [Robert Jamieson, A. R. Fausset, and David Brown, Commentary Critical and Explanatory on the Whole Bible (Oak Harbor, WA: Logos Research Systems, Inc., 1997), Ps 56:1–13.]

This short portion of the psalm consists of only thirty-one words but offers important insights on dealing with fear and unpleasant circumstances.

First, admit your fears. David states, “When I am afraid.” He does not say, “I’m not afraid, but if I were, this is how I would deal with it.” He says, “When I am afraid.” Can you admit your fear? Are you afraid for other people to know you are afraid? That could be a problem. Will you admit your fears?

Second, when you are afraid, trust God. Stay in His word and trust His word. Trust His promises. Trust His promise that you can trust Him. Read the stories of God’s faithful people. Examine the lives of people who trusted God. David. Moses. Abraham. Joshua and Caleb. Peter. Paul.

Third, do not be afraid. We have already commented on how David admits his fear, and sometimes we are afraid. When we are, we muster all our strength and courage and act courageously. We call these people heroes. Even heroes, when they are honest, will admit they were afraid. No one can hurt me.

Could you write a verse of a Psalm like David? Maybe not as poetic, but here’s my attempt:

Father, there are times when I am scared. At those times, I try to trust. I do trust you in my heart, but my actions sometimes betray my lack of trust.

When I get scared, I try to read my Bible more to remind me of Your faithfulness to those who trust You. That helps. Your words and Your stories remind me that I am not alone. Others have traveled this road before me. You provided them with strength and confidence. I believe You will do the same for me.

I will try not to be afraid. I will remind myself that You will protect me and that there is nothing another human can do to me that will separate me from You. I will remember what You said in Romans 8:

If God is for us, who can be against us? He who did not spare his own Son, but gave him up for us all—how will he not also, along with him, graciously give us all things? Who will bring any charge against those whom God has chosen? It is God who justifies. Who then is the one who condemns? No one. Christ Jesus who died—more than that, who was raised to life—is at the right hand of God and is also interceding for us. Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall trouble or hardship or persecution or famine or nakedness or danger or sword? As it is written:“For your sake we face death all day long; we are considered as sheep to be slaughtered.”

No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.

When I am afraid. I will trust You.

Tom

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April 29, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 17

Two Teaspoons

This year’s Mangum Family Reunion was different. I’m not sure exactly what it was, but something was different. Maybe it was the absence of some who could not attend. Or perhaps it was the lingering reminder that life is fragile and can change quickly. 

Even though something was different, some things were the same. 

The gratitude for our family heritage was the same. Floyd and Agnes Mangum lived simple lives and left a legacy of faith, love of family, and a desire to improve the world. 

The joy of seeing one another was the same. If we are fortunate, most of us see each other once a year. Our time is precious, so we try to make the most of it. 

The sharing of memories and stories was the same. We retold stories we told the last time we were together, and we’ll retell them again the next time. I hope. Some stories are humorous, some are incredibly sad, but all remind us that we are family. 

The sadness of saying goodbye is always the same. Time is too short. The conversations would go on for days if we had days. Remembering those no longer with us brings tears of sorrow and appreciation. 

We remind each other that God gave us the blessing of our family, which is the same. By His design, we are here and who we are, and we will make every effort possible to gather again next year.

Oh, the title? Hmmm. You had to be there. 

Tom

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April 22, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 16

Celebrating Junie

Today, we celebrate Junie’s 6^th birthday. It was just under two years ago when we first learned of her cancer. For much of the following year, she experienced all the things that go along with cancer treatments, including loss of hair, loss of appetite, loss of weight, and regular episodes of nausea. 

Each checkup and MRI brings anxiety, stress, fear, intense prayer, and cautious hope that she will be healthy and have clear scans. Last week, her latest scans were all clear.

Her 6^th birthday party took place yesterday at a recreational Gymnastics and Tumbling facility. I watched Junie run, jump, flip, tumble, walk on a balance beam, eat pizza and cake, and open her presents with friends and family.

On the eve of her 6^th birthday, my wife showed me a picture of Juniper Blue wrapped in my arms for the first time. My heart overflows with an overwhelming sense of gratitude that we could celebrate her 6^th birthday.

Thank You, Father, for this beautiful and healthy six-year-old. 

Tom

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April 15, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 15

Class Reunion, a Long Drive, Family, the Eclipse, Work, 

a Concert, and the Masters

 What do all these things have in common? Memories

Class Reunion. As I made the almost seven-hour journey from home to Hope, Arkansas, my mind drifted back fifty-four years to when I was a senior in high school with only a few weeks before graduation. In 1970, I had many questions about the future, what finishing high school meant, saying goodbye to friends and family, and leaving home for college. As I drove, memories flooded my mind. Fifty-four years later, I still have many questions about the future, what finishing life means, saying goodbye to friends and family, and leaving this world when the time comes. 

A long drive. During the last two hours of the trip to Hope, I asked Siri to play music from 1969. I heard Touch Me by the Doors. I remember Jimmy Alford sitting in the old Piggly Wiggly parking lot one night with that song playing at full volume. I played it again at full volume. I listened to The Uniques sing All These Things. And I was that In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida was 16 minutes long. I’m grateful that music can transport us to the place and time where we first heard the song or where we heard it for the thousandth time. 

Family. I’m grateful that I could spend time with my brother and some of his family on my way to and back from the class reunion. We shared good food, relaxing time, and memories of our life. 

The Eclipse. I put on my safety glasses and joined the millions of others who saw the dramatic images and experienced the world turning dark at 1:30 p.m. I remembered a similar experience on a deserted golf course in Nashville for the last eclipse. The transition from darkness to light reminded me to be thankful for sight and light. And the light of the Lord. (By the way, do you know what God does when the sun looks like a big toenail? Eclipse it.)

Work. On multiple occasions last week, I prayed for families and stood nearby as they said goodbye to their loved ones. And I listened to their stories as they shared memories. 

A Concert. For an hour and forty minutes, Lauren Daigle hopped and bounced all over the stage as she sang her songs of faith, Hope, joy, and the love of the Father. Some of her songs bring back more recent memories. And being there with Kim created a new memory for us. 

The Masters. I watched and remembered the opportunities I had to walk the course during practice rounds, meeting Jim Nantz near the 13^th fairway, hearing the roar of the crowds, and the thrill of seeing some of the greatest players of all time. And I remembered sitting in our living room watching and dreading having to leave to go to Sunday night church before it ended. So grateful when DVRs made it possible to record it and watch it later. 

I’m thankful for my memories, and I can still remember and enjoy them. And I thank my God every time I remember you.

Tom

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April 8, 2024, Vol. 28 No. 14

NOTE: The Hope High School Class of 1970 (Hope, Arkansas) celebrated our 54^th class reunion this weekend. This is the prayer I shared.

A Prayer for the Class of 1970

Father, thank You for allowing us to gather here today to share memories of our time from 54 years ago and catch up on things that have happened to and with us since the last time we gathered. Thank You to everyone who planned and organized this time together this afternoon.

Fifty-four years is a long time, Father, but in many ways, seeing these faces, hearing these voices, and sharing these memories reminds me of how fortunate we are to have been part of the Hope High School class of 1970. Our last year together was a challenging year in many ways. There were moments of grand celebrations that many will never experience and times filled with challenges and stress that most hope they never experience again. 

And yet, as we look back, it is not difficult to see that our senior year at Hope High School helped prepare us for the life ahead—a life filled with great victories and devastating losses, exciting hopes and dreams, heartbreaking disappointments, and dreams that have never come true. 

Our time at Hope High School gave us an understanding of true friendship, friendships that last a lifetime, and a sense of genuine love. It helped us learn and appreciate the value of human life—our time together taught us never to take people for granted, which hopefully has traveled and will travel with us through the rest of our lives. 

Father, we thank you for those who are here, those who could not be here today, and those who are no longer with us but will always remain with us in our hearts because of their impact on our lives. 

Thank You to the administrators, teachers, coaches, and families beyond our own who did their best to guide us and prepare us for the challenges we have faced and will continue to face as we strive to make the world a better place.

Father, thank you for letting us be part of the class of 1970. May we continue to have love in our relationships, joy in the memories, peace in the present moments, healing of our hurts, and rest for our souls.

Tom

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April 1, 2024                                                    Vol. 28 No. 13

Maybe It’s Time to Laugh Again

Someone recently gave me Charles R. Swindoll’s book Laugh Again, which is based on Paul’s joyful letter to the Philippians. The complete title is Maybe It’s Time to Laugh Again. Experience Outrageous Joy. I’m gradually working my way through it again. I’m not sure how many times I’ve read it since it was published in 1992. 

Philippians is one of four or five places in Scripture that I regularly return to when I need to refocus my mind, renew my attitude, and refresh my spirit. Receiving the book has been a good reminder of the line in the title: Maybe it’s time to…laugh again. 

Maybe it is. Life gets serious. Then, some of us make it even more serious than it needs to be. 

Paul said it over and over, “Rejoice. Rejoice. Again, I say, rejoice.”  “Laugh again.” “Lighten up.” 

I occasionally end a challenging day of depressing news, sad messages from friends or family, and tough work situations by watching an episode of my favorite sitcom. It helps me laugh a little before going to bed.

There are certain cartoons I check out and share via texts or social media. 

A co-worker shared a good joke last week, and I shared it in three different settings before the end of the day. 

Yes, it is time to laugh again. Look for reasons to laugh. Then, laugh and enjoy the laugh. 

Tom

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March 25, 2024                                                Vol. 28 No. 12

Stay In Your Lane

I like it when people stay in their lane.

I recently had a medical procedure. When we entered the door, a lady behind the window asked me to sign and sit. A few minutes later, another lady behind the same window called my name, took my ID and medical information, placed a wristband on my left wrist, and asked me to sit. 

After a brief wait, another lady called my name and escorted me to the prep area. There, a nurse waiting for me hooked me up to some of the equipment, gave me instructions on getting ready, closed the curtain, and told me to say, “I’m ready,” when I was ready. I did that and said, “I’m ready.”

Another nurse who had been entering my information into the computer continued and asked many questions about my health history and medications. The first nurse brought Kim back to wait with me. As we were chatting, the doctor explained the procedures and reassured us that everything would go well. A short time later, the anesthesiologist came to ask a few questions and explain what I would be experiencing. 

A few minutes later, two other people came to take me to the surgery room. Kim and I kissed and said I love you and they rolled me to the operating room. There, I was greeted by a nurse who hooked me to the machines and gave me oxygen as the anesthesiologist quietly started the anesthesia meds. I drifted away in a peaceful sleep. 

When I woke up, a nurse (along with Kim) greeted me and helped me get ready to leave. Once I was awake and dressed, a young man was there to roll me out the door.

I like it when people stay in their lanes. 

No one fought to do a different job. The nurse in the operating room did not complain because she was not the doctor or the receptionist. The doctor did not fuss about his job or pout about working on Wednesday morning. The next day, I received an email asking about how I was doing and if I needed to speak with a nurse. 

I like it when people stay in their lane.

Not only do I like it when medical team members stay in their lanes, but I really like it when the members of the Body of Christ do the same. And it seems God likes it, too.

”For by the grace given me I say to every one of you: Do not think of yourself more highly than you ought, but rather think of yourself with sober judgment, in accordance with the faith God has distributed to each of you. For just as each of us has one body with many members, and these members do not all have the same function, so in Christ we, though many, form one body, and each member belongs to all the others. We have different gifts, according to the grace given to each of us. If your gift is prophesying, then prophesy in accordance with your faith; if it is serving, then serve; if it is teaching, then teach; if it is to encourage, then give encouragement; if it is giving, then give generously; if it is to lead, do it diligently; if it is to show mercy, do it cheerfully.“ (Romans 12:3-8 NIV)

Use the gifts God gave you. Serve in your area of giftedness. Find your lane and stay in it; you will enjoy it, and so will everyone else. 

Tom

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March 11, 2024                                                Vol. 28 No. 11

Where Do I Start?

Where do I start? 

Sometimes, when the piles of clutter in my study become more than I can tolerate or a closet is stuffed to overflow, I am prone to stare at the clutter and ask, where do I start?

Many of my articles start with those words. Thoughts, images, memories, ideas, and dreams fill my head, and I don’t know where to start. Then, I start.

Some of my days start with those words. Making to-do lists and setting schedules of things that need to be done and things that I hope to do can become overwhelming. Then, I start. 

Some of my journal entries start with those words. “Father, where do I start? Here’s what I’m grateful for. Here’s the people on my mind. Here’s my list of concerns. Here are my requests and my hopes for the day.” Then, I move through the day. 

When life gets too much, and I’m unsure what to do, I ask, where do I start? The message I hear from the Lord is, start here; start now. Take one step. 

Tom

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March 4, 2024                                                  Vol. 28 No. 10

The Plans Changed

The birthday plan was simple. Take the day off from work, sleep late, have coffee, have a quiet time, and catch up on email. Then, take a walk in the spring weather, catch up on writing projects, make a few phone calls, relax, maybe go to the driving range to hit some balls, and enjoy the day. 

He indeed enjoyed that day if the Lord laughs when we make plans. Almost nothing turned out as planned. Interruptions, malfunctions, and uncooperative people replaced the peaceful plans with frustration, anxiety, and anger. 

A late afternoon phone conversation, a pleasant dinner, many Happy Birthday notes, and a Celtic win improved the day’s mood. 

The pity party lingered for another day or so. There was whining, pouting, regret, and even some oh-poor-me-ism—such a crybaby.

The pouting stopped when I watched a news story showing masses of starving people scrambling to reach the food dropped from the sky.

It all changed while glancing out the window at a busy intersection to see a family asking for help, as the children surrounded their dad in a wheelchair, laughing and playing as if they didn’t have a care in the world. 

The whining stopped while watching a son lean over the bed of his deceased Dad, putting his hand on Dad’s head and telling him, “I love you” for the last time. 

The oh-poor-me-ism completely faded while sitting with a tearful wife weeping because she didn’t know how to tell the love of her life goodbye. 

Some days, even birthdays, don’t always go according to plan. This is no tragedy. Instead of whining and complaining, consider how blessed you are. Look for the joy in the day. Let God use you to bring joy to someone else.

Tom

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February 26, 2024                                               Vol. 28 No. 9

Use Me, Lord!

It’s a simple prayer that almost always gets answered. If you pray this simple prayer, make sure you mean it because the Lord will answer this prayer. Use me, Lord!

If you pray the prayer, keep your eyes and ears open for opportunities because they will be there. 

This prayer carries a similar sentiment. 

Lead me to some soul today
O teach me, Lord, just what to say
Friends of mine are lost in sin
And cannot find their way

Few there are who seem to care
And few there are who pray
Melt my heart and fill my life
Give me one soul today. ^[1]

If you pray these words, the Lord will send you a soul and teach you what to say. If you ask God to use you, He will. 

If you pray these prayers, you may see the homeless family at the intersection that you’ve ignored all the other times you’ve driven past them. You may notice the elderly lady sitting alone in church and ask if you can sit with her. 

If you pray these prayers, you may be surprised at how your attitude toward people and perspective changes. Don’t ignore the prompt to notice people; be available and willing to use your gifts and talents to do good. 

It’s a simple prayer. Pray it, then let Him use you. Then, say, “Thank You, Lord.”

Tom

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^[1] Contemporary Christian Music

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Vol. 28 No. 8 

2-19-24

So Do Not Fear

The day began with a prayer of gratitude and a request for words for an article.  

A Bible lesson from Jesus’ Sermon on the Mount offered assurance that the results of this year’s election are no cause for fear. 

A glance at the blue band on my right wrist that says: “No fear.”

An almost forgotten quote resurfaced, “What would you do differently today if you were not afraid.”

A post from social media with these words from Isaiah. 

So do not fear, for I am with you;
    do not be dismayed, for I am your God.
I will strengthen you and help you;
    I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.^[1]

The message is clear: God’s Kingdom is alive and well; fear will consume and paralyze you, so do not fear. 

Tom

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^[1] Isaiah 41:10

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Vol. 28 No. 7 

2-12-24

Waiting for the Number

When people enter the waiting area, they must put numbers into a computer to receive a ticket with a number on it. This is the number by which they will be called to a window with a number above it. Each ticket has a letter preceding the number. Each person holds on to their ticket and the documents they brought as if they contain life or death information. In some ways, I suppose it does. 

The room is full. All the chairs are taken. A few are standing. Rich people. Poor people. Anxious people. People who are in a hurry and do not want to wait. One who feels the need to express his frustration and loudly offers his opinion on improving the process. Some are content to sit and wait. 

All eyes are on the screen at the front of the room. On the left side of the screen is a row of numbers, each with one of the two letters preceding the number. Everyone was waiting for their number to be called. 

When a number is called, a sigh of relief replaces the anxiety on that person’s face. A round of applause would be appropriate, but that rarely happens. Everyone else waits for their number to be called. 

Life is sometimes like the waiting room. Some people live as if they are in a room waiting for their number to be called by a stranger sitting in a room on the other side of a glass window. They anxiously wait and wonder, “Is anyone back there?” “Is anyone working?” “Why is this taking so long?” Some give up and leave because the wait is too long. 

That’s not the way it is with God. us. The waiting is life. God doesn’t want to sit in a room waiting for a number to be called. He wants his followers to live and actively share His love and goodness. There is no need for anxiety and doubt. As a child of God, He will call your name. So relax and enjoy the wait. 

Tom

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Vol. 28 No. 5 

2-5-24

What He Prayed

The fact that Jesus took time to pray for His followers shortly before he went to the cross is humbling and astonishing. Now consider what he prayed.  

He prayed for His followers to have joy. (6-13)

He prayed for His followers to be protected from the evil one. (14-16)

He prayed for His followers to be made holy. (17-10

He prayed for His followers to know unity. (20-26)

But the first thing He prayed for was for His followers to know Him. 

Now this is eternal life: that they know you, the only true God, and Jesus Christ, whom you have sent. (John 17:3)

He wanted those who were and would become His followers to experience Him completely, not just know about Him. Not just memorize His words and stories so you can repeat them and sound like You know Him. 

Knowing someone is dramatically different from knowing about them. Jesus wants His followers to know Him so that we can help others know Him. 

He prayed for His followers to know Him. This is eternal life. Is there anything more important?

Tom

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Vol. 28 No. 5 – 1-29-24

He Prayed for Us

One of the most touching passages in the Bible is John chapter 17, which begins with these words: “After Jesus said this, he looked toward heaven and prayed:” Then, He began to pray for His followers, He began to pray for you and me. 

Pause a minute and take that thought in. Jesus Christ, not long before He went to the cross, took time to pray for you. 

Throughout my life, I have had the opportunity to pray for countless people. Some by request, some simply because I knew they were struggling. It was from a stage up front, sometimes in their home, sometimes from beside their bed in a hospital room or their home, and many times from the quiet of my study. I am always honored and humbled to pray for people. It’s not unusual for them to respond with gratitude and a reminder of how much it meant for me to pray for them. 

There have been many times when the roles change. I’ve asked for prayers from friends, family members, and strangers. Many have prayed for me without me requesting or knowing. It is always appreciated and humbling. Thank you when you have prayed for me, and I hope you will never stop. 

So, when I read that Jesus “looked toward heaven and prayed,” I realized that His prayer was partly for me. That is a lot to take in. It also reminds me that praying for others and knowing that others pray for me is no small matter. 

During my years of preaching in Brunswick, Georgia, Mrs. Mamie would remind me every time I visited her at home or in the hospital, she would take my hand as she walked out the door at the end of a sermon of this verse: “Therefore confess your sins to each other and pray for each other so that you may be healed. The prayer of a righteous person is powerful and effective. “(James 5:16) And usually she would add, “You keep praying for me.”

So, are you praying for others? Who are you praying for? Do they know you are praying for them? Are you asking others to pray for you? Jesus reminds us that it’s a good thing. 

Let’s keep praying for each other. 

Tom

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Vol. 28 No. 4 

1-22-24

Under Construction

Driving through our neighborhood and the surrounding community, you will see construction. Houses, apartments, businesses, schools, and a senior living center are being constructed. In the fifteen months since we moved into our neighborhood, we have seen the area change dramatically. You are seeing the same growth in your area. 

I look at the new streets, concrete slabs, and wooden frames and wonder what they will be. As the construction progresses, the buildings take shape, and it becomes clear. 

The same curiosity exists when I look at people.

A baby is born, and I wonder what she will be. She grows and matures and eventually takes her place in the adult world. 

When a young man graduates from high school, some are amazed, some are confident that he will do well. But no one knows for sure. 

You watch a young person receive her degree and walk off the stage into the world of professionals, hoping and praying that she will thrive. 

A couple stands before God, family, and friends, filled with dreams and plans. We don’t know what kind of marriage they will have or if they will survive. 

Before the first shovel of dirt is moved, we, as observers, try to imagine what the completed structure will look like, what it will be. Whether I know or can envision the finished product is not important. The builder knows.

Before a human being takes a breath, we try to imagine who and what they will be. The one who knows for sure what a building will look like and what it will be when it is completed in the builder. The Creator is the only One who knows what a person will be. That’s what is important. 

He knows who I am, where I am, who I will be, and where I will be. That’s good enough for me. 

“God, investigate my life;
    get all the facts firsthand.
I’m an open book to you;
    even from a distance, you know what I’m thinking.
You know when I leave and when I get back;
    I’m never out of your sight.
You know everything I’m going to say
    before I start the first sentence.
I look behind me and you’re there,
    then up ahead and you’re there, too—
    your reassuring presence, coming and going.
This is too much, too wonderful—
    I can’t take it all in! (Psalm 139:1-6)

Tom

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Vol. 28 No. 3 – 1-15-24

Agenda for Life

“Agenda for Life

1. Practice hiddenness. 
2. Do good. Expect nothing in return.
3. Love your enemies. Love all people. 
4. Focus on others. 
5. Sowing and reaping. Remember, it takes time.”

I wrote those words inside the small New International Version New Testament that I carried throughout college. They were also written inside every other Bible I’ve had since then. I’ve looked at them hundreds, maybe thousands of times. 

There were times when I lost passion for ministry and became confused about how I was supposed to live, and I would go back to those ideas and do a reset. 

I heard those words while listening to Landon Saunders when I was eighteen or nineteen. From that moment, Landon became the voice of wisdom, reason, and hope I longed to hear whenever I had the opportunity. As I watched the streaming of his memorial services from Dallas, the clips shared of him speaking and the stories shared about how he lived brought tears to my eyes and conviction to my heart. 

Thank you, Landon, for your impact on my life.

Tom

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1-8-24 – Vol. 28 No. 2 

Change

I recently discovered the song Change by Hootie and the Blowfish. This line sticks with me.

 “As I grow old, one thing stays the same 

Always waitin’ there to meet me is change.” ^[1]

Ain’t that the truth! Every day change waits for us. 

The weather changes. Everywhere I’ve lived people say, “If you don’t like the weather, wait a little while, and it will change.” And it does.

Styles change. Some of today’s styles remind me of styles I saw and wore in the 70s. I’m glad some of those styles from the 70s changed. I hope some of today’s styles change.

People change. Sometimes, we like the change (maybe we prayed for it); sometimes, we don’t. Like it or not, people change.  

Teams change. Teams make trades. Players get hurt. Players quit. Coaches get fired. Owners move teams. 

We have changes in the workplace. New employees come, and other employees leave. Some change roles within the company. 

Health changes. One message, one phone call, or one visit to the doctor can change our world forever.

Hootie expresses a familiar frustration in the song because changes greet us, but that is reality. Change waits for us every day. That is not going to change. 

With change being such a constant in our lives, we need something solid and durable, someone we can depend on and rely on. Thankfully, we have that. 

 ^“Do you see what we’ve got? An unshakable kingdom! And do you see how thankful we must be? Not only thankful, but brimming with worship, deeply reverent before God. For God is not an indifferent bystander. He’s actively cleaning house, torching all that needs to burn, and he won’t quit until it’s all cleansed. God himself is Fire!^[2]

“For Jesus doesn’t change—yesterday, today, tomorrow, he’s always totally himself.”^[3]

As you move through your day, change will greet you. Accept the changes. Embrace the changes. Change and grow with the changes. And hold on to the One who does not change. 

Tom

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^[1] (Songwriters: Lisa Jane Stansfield / Andy Morris / Ian Owen Devaney)

^[2] Hewbrews 12:28,29

^[3] Hebrews 13:8

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1-1-24 – Vol. 28 No. 1 

No More Leftovers

The day after Christmas, we had enough leftovers in our refrigerator to feed the eight people who had shared the meals again. As the week went on, we reheated, snacked, and made full meals out of the leftovers. We (at least I had reached the end) tossed most of the leftovers and kept a few that we thought would still be usable and enjoyed a pizza. 

As we begin a new year, I wonder if containers of spiritual, emotional, and mental leftovers are taking up space in my mind and heart. Maybe the same is true for you. 

What about that foil-covered dish of unforgiveness hidden away on that lower shelf? Maybe you pulled it out, dumped it, cleaned the container, and made space for love. Forgive the person who hurt them. 

Why are you keeping that plastic bowl of resentment? It’s only taking up needed space. Forgive the person(s) who hurt you. Has a church injured you? Put that pain and resentment in the garbage?

Is that a container of regrets hiding in that crisper drawer? Pull it out, say goodbye, and toss it. You cannot undo the past. Move on and commit to doing better. 

Is that a bottle of anger and hatred on that shelf in the door? Why would you want to take that junk into the new year? Pour that down the drain.

Before you stop cleaning, look at that plate of disappointment you are keeping covered and feed the garbage disposal with it. There is no need to hang on to it any longer. 

Aaah. Doesn’t that refrigerator, your heart, look better? Good job. 

Remember. “Therefore, there is now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus.”

Have a great New Year!

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 50                       December 25, 2023

God Loves the World

“This is how much God loved the world: He gave his Son, his one and only Son. And this is why: so that no one need be destroyed; by believing in him, anyone can have a whole and lasting life.” (John 3:16, The Message)

If God loved the world so much, maybe we can too. 

Let’s love one another. That’s how people will know we are His. 

Love your neighbor as yourself. 

My dear, dear friends, if God loved us like this, we certainly ought to love each other. No one has seen God, ever. But if we love one another, God dwells deeply within us, and his love becomes complete in us—perfect love! (1 John 4:11-12, The Message)

If God loved the world so much, maybe we can too. What a gift that would be!

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 48                       December 11, 2023

May We Have Peace

One of my wishes this Christmas is that we have peace. 

May we have peace.

May we have peace in our marriages.

May we have peace with your children.

May we have peace with all your family. 

May we have peace in our workplaces.

May we have peace in our churches. 

May we have peace in our neighborhoods.

May we have peace in our cities.

May we have peace in our nation.

May we have peace between nations. 

May we have peace in the world.

May we have peace in our hearts. 

We may have peace because the God of peace has come to the earth to give us peace.

May we have peace. 

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 47                       December 4, 2023

Hope Is Everywhere

Sadness and despair often demand our attention, but hope is everywhere. 

I was born and grew up in Hope, Arkansas. I graduated from Hope High School in 1970. I had a shiny silver stone on my desk with the word hope for many years. It broke, and I replaced it recently with a polished black hope stone. I work for Hope Hospice, where we strive to have and share the heart of hope. I see and hear the message of hope everywhere.

Hope is everywhere.

I see hope in the faces of the couple exchanging the vows of marriage.

 I hear hope in the voices of expectant parents and parents of newborns. 

I see hope in the faces of newborn Christians. 

I hear hope in messages of forgiveness and grace.

I see hope when a person makes a leap of faith into the unknown to improve their situation.

I hear hope in the voices of choirs singing of the newborn King. 

There is hope when we see soldiers reunited with their families.

There is hope when first responders are honored for their service.

There is hope when Christ lives in His followers. 

“To them God has chosen to make known among the Gentiles the glorious riches of this mystery, which is Christ in you, the hope of glory.” (Colossians 1:27)

Hope is everywhere. Look for it. Listen for it. 

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 46                       November 27, 2023

Thank You for Moments of Peace 

Thank You for moments of peace. 

We find moments of peace in the middle of the day when the noise goes soft, the movement stops, and we close our eyes and take a deep breath. 

We find moments of peace in a worship setting with like-minded people in total silence.

We find moments of peace when we hold a newborn baby in our arms.

We find moments of peace when a grandchild crawls up in our lap and falls asleep. 

We find moments of peace when the meal ends and sit around the table, sharing the joy with our family. 

We find moments of peace when we are alone, all devices or off except for the one playing our favorite music, and we allow our minds to drift wherever the music takes us. 

We find moments of peace in coffee shops when that song plays, and we stop what we are doing to listen to it to the very end and then play it again. 

We find moments of peace in the car or on a walk alone with our thoughts. 

We find moments of peace on the beach or in the mountains, in awe of His creation.

Thank You for moments of peace. We long for them, we enjoy them, we need them. 

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 45                       November 20, 2023

Thank You for My Family

Thank You for my family.

Thank You for the family I grew up with. The family I partly grew up with is my mother (who died when I was eleven), Dad (who died when I was nineteen), my two brothers, and my sister. I was the youngest. My maternal grandparents lived nearby. My aunt and uncle ran a grocery store about a quarter of a mile from our house. That was the immediate family. 

We were neither rich nor poor. We had enough to not be in need, but not so much that we were special or looked down on others. That was my family. I loved growing up with that family, and I loved them and still love them. Thank You for my family. 

Thank You for my extended family. Thank You for the aunts and uncles, cousins, nephews, nieces, neighbors, school friends, people who knew my parents, people from our church, and people in the community. These are the people who, in one way or another, contributed to me becoming an adult. They taught me, encouraged me, and loved me. Those still alive continue to teach, encourage, and love me. Thank You for my extended family. 

Thank You for my family in the faith. Everywhere I have lived, my family has expanded because of the churches where I served. Our family joined other families, and they became our family. They enriched our family, and we would not have survived some of life’s events without those families. We would not have the joy in life we have without those families. 

In this season of giving thanks, I thank You for giving me my family and being my family. 

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 44                    November 6, 2023

Thank You

Thank You for the cooler air, rain, and a few colorful trees. 

It was a long, hot, and dry summer. We wondered when, and sometimes, if it would ever change. The grass in the lawns and fields and pastures had turned completely brown. The tree leaves looked sad as they hung on for any little bit of sustenance they could get.

Then a front came through with thunderstorms and rain, and behind it, milder temperatures—relief at last. The grass came back to life. The leaves are smiling again. The earth 

Experiencing the change from summer to autumn reminds me of how spiritual life transitions from one phase to another and often cycles back around. 

The heart gets hard. The capacity to be sympathetic and empathetic gets low, and becoming apathetic is tempting. 

The soul grows weary. The soul grows weary when there’s too much sadness and disappointment. It gets harder to remember one’s purpose.  

The mind gets overwhelmed. Information comes from every direction twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week. Much is good. Much of it is terrible. With the influx comes the pressure to decide what one thinks. 

The strength gets diminished. Life gets hard, tiring, and draining. Sometimes, it results in the temptation to stop doing good. 

Like the earth, it takes refreshment to recover. It may be a vacation, a day off to relax, or an extended period of writing, walking, or extra sleep. It may include quiet time in the Word. What works, like the earth, we need to be refreshed and nourished. 

I find it helpful to remember that to the best of my ability, I love the Lord with all my heart, mind, soul, and strength, and He loves me more. That thought alone refreshes my soul. 

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 43                       October 30, 2023

Please Don’t Let It Become the Norm

I confess I’ve been angry this week. I’m angry because of the news of another mass shooting where eighteen people were going about their lives enjoying an evening with their friends and family when a man walked into the businesses and started shooting. I am angry because of the fear and terror that the act of violence created for the people of Maine and far beyond, including my own heart and home. 

I confess I’ve been angry by the wars and threats of war in the Middle East, the loss of life, and carnage. Add to those reasons for my anger the continuing war in Ukraine.

I further confess that much of my anger and sadness over these bigger-than-me events in our world is due to my inability to do anything about them. I can’t stop the shootings. I can’t stop the wars. I can’t stop the violence or take away the fear or the agony. 

I also confess these same events made me deeply sad when I listened to a father talk about losing his son and saw the death and destruction of the wars. Sadness is too slight of a word. 

So, my final confession is that I am concerned that we allow these kinds of things to become the norm. I would rather be angry and sad than become so calloused that I yawn and feel nothing. At least in this mental state, I regularly remind myself to do whatever I can to bring more kindness, gentleness, calmness, peace and love to my place in the world.

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 42                   October 23, 2023

When Life Seems Out of Control

When life seems out of control, and it does most of the time, what do you do? These are go-to words that help calm my soul and relieve my anxious spirit.

Let your gentleness be evident to all. The Lord is near. Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus. (Philippians 4:5-7)

These words remind me that the Lord is near, so be gentle. Be gentle with me. Be gentle with the people most dear to me. Be gentle with strangers. Be gentle with all.

These words remind me to give it all to God. Whatever is troubling you give it to the Lord. Pray about it all. Present it to God. Admit you cannot handle it and acknowledge that you trust Him to care for it. 

These words remind me that God’s peace is available. His peace is real. His peace does not make sense, but it is possible. Accept it. Enjoy it. 

If your world seems out of control, give that to the One who understands your concerns, and rest assured that He can handle them. 

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 41                   October 16, 2023

Observations

We are stressed and nervous. God can give us peace.

We see danger all around us. God is our safe place. 

We are fearful and uncertain times. God is our refuge. 

We are fretful and worried. God will provide.

We are surrounded by anger and hatred. God loves everyone.

We are restless and fatigued. God is our rest. 

We don’t know what tomorrow will bring. God does. 

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 40                   October 9, 2023

Help In Our Weakness

In the same way, the Spirit helps us in our weakness. We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us through wordless groans. And he who searches our hearts knows the mind of the Spirit, because the Spirit intercedes for God’s people in accordance with the will of God. (Romans 8:26-28)

Thank You, God, for sending Your Spirit who helps me in my weakness. Correction: in my weaknesses. There are many. Thank You for knowing my weaknesses and helping me when I don’t understand how to overcome my weaknesses. 

Thank You, God, for all the times when I don’t know how or what I should pray for, but You do. Somehow, You take my wordless groans, desires, hopes, whimpers, whines, and cries from my heart and turn them into something that makes sense to You. 

Thank You, God, for knowing what is in my heart and mind better than I do and for interceding. My thinking is not always in line with what You think and know is best, but You know me so well that You reinterpret what I say or try to say to Your will. And You know that although I don’t always act like it, Your will is what I want.

Thank You, God, for knowing, loving, and living in me. I cannot live without You. 

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 39                   October 2, 2023

Good and Helpful

“Let everything you say be good and helpful, so that your words will be an encouragement to those who hear them.” (Ephesians 4:29, NLT)

I have preached, taught, and written about those words more times than I can count, and I still choose to say things far from good or helpful. Sometimes, it happens when I’m watching sports. Sometimes, it happens when I’m in traffic. Sometimes, it happens when I’m tired and frustrated. Sometimes, it happens after a long and frustrating day. 

None of those situations allow me to ignore that God wants me to “let everything I say be good and helpful, so that my words will be an encouragement to those who hear them (or read them).” Maybe you have the same tendency. If so, I offer these suggestions. 

Pause and think before you speak. If I never see this person again, how will they remember me? Will my words encourage or discourage this person? Is what I am about to say worth hearing? 

Make sure that what you say is worth hearing. Does anyone need to listen to this? Is there any real value in what I am about to say? Will what I am about to write, speak, or repeat make a difference for good, or does it only feed my ego?

If your words are not good and helpful, and they are not worth hearing, don’t say them. “Don’t talk unless you can improve the silence.” Silence might be better. Speaking what is right and good is especially true when wanting to comfort someone who is hurting. 

Let’s work on our speech. Let’s strive to share only what is good and helpful so our words will encourage those who hear them. We may not change the whole world, but it surely will change the world for the people around us. 

Be good and helpful.

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 38                   September 25, 2023

I Wish I Had Words

I wish I had words that could take away the pain of a broken heart.

I wish I had words that could reduce a parent’s fear when they hand the car keys to their teenager for the first time. 

I wish I had words to assure the wife whose husband suffered a heart attack that he would be okay. 

I wish I had words to comfort the little boy who just learned that his parents are getting a divorce. 

I wish I had words that could settle the arguments and resolve the conflicts between the political factions within our government.

I wish I had words to calm the tension between husbands and wives and parents and children.

I wish I had words to convince people that we will be alright no matter how much confusion and unrest there is in the world. 

I wish I had words to encourage the discouraged, comfort the hurting, 

I wish I had words to the skeptic that God is real and loves us all. 

I wish I had words to relieve your guilt, accept His forgiveness, and restore your joy. 

I wish I had words to do all those things, but I don’t. So, I will remind you of Jesus’ words.

“I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.” (John 16:33)

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 37                   September 18, 2023

What To Do

“Trust in the Lord and do good; dwell in the land and enjoy safe pasture.” (Psalm 37:3)

These are simple instructions that I may not always follow, but at least I know what to do. 

When someone annoys me and gets on my nerves, I do good.

When I face a significant decision, I do good. 

When my family needs me, I do good. 

When my friends need me, I do good. 

When a stranger needs me, I do good. 

When co-workers need me, I do good.

When tempted to do something that’s not good, I do good.

When I want to get revenge, instead, I do good.

When I am unsure what to do, I do good. 

When it is the easy thing to do, I do good. 

When it’s not easy to do, I do good. 

When I am wondering what to do, I just do good. 

Ask the Lord to show you when, where, and how to do good. Then, go and do good. Then, enjoy your life. 

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Vol. 27 No. 36                   September 11, 2023

Where Were You

I cannot help but hear Alan Jackson singing, Where Were You (When the World Stopped Turning).

If you were alive and old enough to know what was happening, you probably remember exactly where you were on September 11, 2001. The fear, the shock, the horror, and the pure sadness of that day linger twenty-two years later. 

There are days that we will never forget. 

Two years ago yesterday, Norah breathed her last breath. We celebrated her life with family and friends by enjoying a walk, eating chicken nuggets, drinking milkshakes, sharing memories, and trying not to cry. 

You have those days as well. Not all are sad memories—the birth of our children. We remember graduations. We remember engagements and weddings. We watch our children walk into their school for the first time and walk out on their last day. 

Some days we will never forget. Some people we will never forget. 

Remember those days. Enjoy them if you can. Endure them if you must. Move on as best you can. Live each day to the fullest. 

“Teach us to number our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom.” (Psalm 90:12)

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 35                   September 4, 2023

Take a Minute

The room is tense. Emotions are running high. Everyone shouts their opinions. Tempers are hot. Suddenly, someone speaks above the noise, “Hey, let’s just take a minute.” 

The room goes silent and still. Everyone takes a few deep breaths. The meeting moves forward with respect and civility. 

Maybe you’ve been in a similar meeting or family discussion and appreciated someone who dared to speak up. “Let’s just take a minute.”

Maybe it wasn’t a meeting with others, but it happened in your mind. You wake up in the middle of the night with chaos in your mind. One voice reminds you of things you must do today, and another points out things you should have done yesterday. A third shouts about your financial situation, and others scream accusations and criticisms you can’t understand. Finally, a calming voice says, “Take a minute.”

You take a minute. Take some deep breaths. Calm your mind, your heart, and your soul. You fall back to sleep.

I suspect, in one form or another, those scenarios play out in all of us occasionally. Physically, mentally, emotionally, and spiritually. When it happens, take a minute. Take a breath or two. Take a walk. Calm your mind, your heart, and your soul.

Take a minute. Ask the Lord to take the craziness away.

Once, the disciples of Jesus were in a boat when a storm was about to overtake them. Somehow, Jesus was sleeping through it. So, they woke him up. He was calm and said, “Take a minute,” and said to the storm, “Quiet! Be still.” They were amazed. 

Today may be the perfect time for you to take a minute. Maybe you’ll be amazed. 

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 34                   August 28, 2023

The Needs of An Anxious Heart

Have you encountered any anxious hearts lately?

Walk into an emergency or hospital room where the doctor just said, “There is nothing more we can do.”

Sit across the table from a man who is confident he is about to be terminated from his job or into the face of the HR person who had delivered that message. 

Listen to someone with a relative in the path of a deadly storm, an out-of-control fire, or waiting for word on loved ones not yet accounted for after a storm or fire. 

Sit next to someone already afraid of flying when the turbulence increases, and the pilot says, “Please take your seat and buckle your seat belt.” 

Look into people’s faces in the Dollar General Store, high school football, or professional baseball games when they hear gunfire.

You may have seen anxious hearts as parents dropped off their children at school for the first time and of the teachers as those children marched into their classrooms. Or the faces of anyone in any location when they hear what sounds like a gunshot.

Anxious hearts are present when a mother and dad walk into the hospital, terrified of what the MRI may show.

If you pass an accident on the highway, the look on the faces of those involved will likely indicate an anxious heart. 

Anxious hearts are all around us. In our schools, in our workplaces, in restaurants, in our churches, and our homes. 

What do all these anxious hearts need? Solomon says they need a kind word. “An anxious heart weighs a man down, but a kind word cheers him up.” (Proverbs 12:25)

Here are some suggestions: “You are not alone.” “I’m with you.” “We are going to get through this together.” “It’s okay to cry.” “It’s natural, and it’s alright to be afraid.” “I’m here for you. Whatever you need.” “I will listen.” You don’t have to be a hero or fix anything; just be there. Sometimes, the kindest words you can say are no words at all. 

If you keep your eyes and ears open, you will see and hear anxious hearts all around you, and you can provide what they need: a kind word. And don’t ignore that the one with the anxious heart might be you. 

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 33                   August 21, 2023

In Season

“Please turn to page #13 in Heavenly Highway Hymns, and let’s sing.”

I shall not, I shall not be moved

Oh I, shall not, I shall not be moved
I shall not, I shall not be moved
Just like a tree planted by the water
I shall not be moved

“Now let’s read Psalm 1.”

1 Blessed is the one

who does not walk in step with the wicked

or stand in the way that sinners take

or sit in the company of mockers,

2 but whose delight is in the law of the Lord,

and who meditates on his law day and night.

3 That person is like a tree planted by streams of water,

which yields its fruit in season

and whose leaf does not wither—

whatever they do prospers.

4 Not so the wicked!

They are like chaff

that the wind blows away.

5 Therefore the wicked will not stand in the judgment,

nor sinners in the assembly of the righteous.

6 For the Lord watches over the way of the righteous,

but the way of the wicked leads to destruction.

Psalm 1 (GNV)

Verse 3 in the Good News Version reads They are like trees that grow beside a stream, that bear fruit at the right time.

In all my years of reading the Psalms (obviously always starting with Psalm 1), my eyes and mind focused on this line “They are like a tree planted by streams of water.” Assuming the message God wanted me to get is to be firm, steadfast, solid, and unmovable, I have put my trust in God and tried to follow him. I know this is part of the message. 

This time I saw a different message. Maybe my new insight is because of the heat and dryness in Texas. Perhaps because the grass struggles to stay green (or has already given up and turned brown), the leaves hang limp on their branches, and air conditioners work overtime. Maybe it is because of the heartbreaking scenes of loss and destruction in Lahaina, Maui. Or perhaps it is simply because of where I am in life that enabled me to see something new.   

This time the phrase that emerged from the text is that the trees planted by the waters will “bear fruit at the right time.”

I get impatient with the weather. I’m ready for rain. I will be glad when the grass begins to look healthy again. I will welcome a cool breeze. And I will be delighted when the leaves on the trees are healthy and green. I know in due time, that will happen. I understand that even when the grass is brown, it does not mean it’s dead. It’s just the nature of grass to lay dormant. Something is going on that I cannot see. It will come back. And it does. I remember the first year we lived in Texas, mowing thick green grass on Christmas Eve. (I didn’t particularly appreciate that.)

I get impatient with my life. Sometimes, I get bogged down thinking I should have accomplished more with my life. I should be doing more with my life. I should be seeing more results in my life. What kind of results? I am not sure. 

So, I find comfort when I realize that the trees represent us, and I read they will bear fruit at the right time. I slow down, feel less restless, and remember that I do not and cannot always recognize or understand how the Lord works around us, within us, and through us. 

He reminds us that we will bear fruit at the right time. 

But I will bless the person

who puts his trust in me.

8 He is like a tree growing near a stream

and sending out roots to the water.

It is not afraid when hot weather comes,

because its leaves stay green;

it has no worries when there is no rain;

it keeps on bearing fruit. (Jeremiah 17:7-8)

He reminds us that whether we know it or not, we keep on bearing fruit.

Thank You, Lord. 

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 32                   August 14, 2023

Leader or Boss

“A leader makes people feel safe. A boss makes people anxious.”

We can assume that the person who penned those words was either an observer or a victim of leadership failure. 

We hear disheartening stories of bosses who make people not only anxious but miserable. We can find abusive bosses in business offices and financial institutions, and they seem to thrive in our political system. Some may call them teachers, coaches, team leaders, parents, or spouses. It is not as surprising to find anxious people due to difficult bosses in those arenas. 

However, it is deeply disappointing when the stories emerge from churches, especially when you consider the one who showed us how to lead. 

Therefore if you have any encouragement from being united with Christ, if any comfort from his love, if any common sharing in the Spirit, if any tenderness and compassion, then make my joy complete by being like-minded, having the same love, being one in spirit and of one mind. Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit. Rather, in humility value others above yourselves,not looking to your own interests but each of you to the interests of the others.

In your relationships with one another, have the same mindset as Christ Jesus:

Who, being in very nature^[a] God,
    did not consider equality with God something to be used to his own advantage;
rather, he made himself nothing
    by taking the very nature of a servant,
    being made in human likeness.
And being found in appearance as a man,
    he humbled himself
    by becoming obedient to death—
        even death on a cross! (Philippians 2:1-8)

Surely we can do better. 

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 30                   For the week of August 7, 2023

When I Feel Stuck

In one of His teaching stories, Jesus said, “Still others, like seed sown among thorns, hear the word; but the worries of this life, the deceitfulness of wealth and the desires for other things come in and choke the word, making it unfruitful.” (Mark 4:18-19) I realize that not only does the word become unfruitful, but so do I. I lose focus. I lose direction. I lose sight of what’s essential. 

I begin my day wondering what I am supposed to be doing today. I end my day wondering if I accomplished anything today. I have difficulty focusing on what I read, which diminishes my desire to read. I lack motivation. My energy level is low. 

Often when I find myself in this state of mind, I return to a few key passages of scripture that help me refocus and reengage. 

“He has shown you, O mortal, what is good. And what does the Lord require of you? To act justly and to love mercy and to walk humbly with your God.” (Micah 6:8)

“Be still and know that I am God.” (Psalm 46:10)

“…make it your ambition to lead a quiet life: You should mind your own business and work with your hands, just as we told you, so that your daily life may win the respect of outsiders and so that you will not be dependent on anybody.” (1 Thessalonians 4:11-12)

“Let your gentleness be evident to all. The Lord is near.” (Philippians 4:5)

So, today I’m trying to be still, focus on what I can do, the things I can change, do what good I can, and let that be enough. 

Would that be helpful for you? 

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 30                                     For the week of July 31, 2023

I Am With You

When you wake in the morning, I am with you. 

When you eat your breakfast, I am with you.

When you get ready for work, I am with you.

When you go to work or school, I am with you.

When you go through your daily activities, I am with you.

When you interact with your family and friends, I am with you.

When you take a walk, I am with you.

When you nap by the ocean, I am with you.

When you are on top of the mountain, I am with you.

When you are on top of the world, I am with you.

When the bottom falls out of your world, I am with you.

When your heart is full of joy, I am with you.

When your heart is breaking, I am with you.

When you are in a crowd, I am with you.

When you are alone, I am with you.

I am with you wherever you go, whatever you do, whatever is happening.

I hope you hear me, I hope you believe me, and I hope you always know that I am with you. 

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 29                                     For the week of July 24, 2023

A Sparrow and A Grasshopper

As I approached my car in the parking lot, I noticed a sparrow diving over the top of the car and down the side back and forth. I asked, “Little bird, what are you doing on this hot afternoon.” I noticed a hefty grasshopper on the roof’s edge just above the passenger door when I got nearer. This yellow and green grasshopper looked very tasty to the little bird; however, he (or she) was almost 3 inches long. Not much smaller than the sparrow. “Little sparrow,” I said, “You sure are brave!” 

The sparrow felt very confident in its hunting ability, and I imagined it saying to itself, “Wow! Wait until the other birds see what I’m bringing for lunch.” The scenario continued until I started the engine and pulled away. 

As I exited the parking lot, I wondered if the sparrow had heard someone quote Matthew 6:26, “Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them.” And thought, “Lord, you’ve outdone Yourself today!” And if the grasshopper had heard the same thing and thought, “I’m not worried.” 

Then, I thought about the car I drive, the food I eat, the water I drink, the salary I receive, the house where I live, the medical care I receive, and the community of family and friends who love me. I thanked Him. 

I realized that, like the sparrow, sometimes I bite off (or try to) more than I can chew. The Lord gives me the confidence to try. Like the grasshopper, sometimes I am confronted with danger (often, I’m not even aware of it), but the Lord protects me and keeps me from harm. 

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 28                                     For the week of July 17, 2023

That’s Enough for Today

Some days I look at all the tasks I have added to my schedule with confidence that I will accomplish everything. Then, I look at my week, and all the days with all the tasks, and with self-assurance, I take a deep breath, knowing I get it all done. 

At the end of the day, I look at the list of tasks left undone, and disappointment fills my worn-out mind. In that quiet moment, I hear Jesus say, “That’s enough for today.”

As the days become a week and that nightly ritual repeats, I reflect on what I did and did not accomplish. I hear I again hear Jesus say, “That’s enough for this week.” 

As you begin another week of activity, make your schedule, and list the duties for the day. Be confident that you will complete most of them. But if you review and discover you did not meet some obligations, be kind to yourself and listen for Jesus to say, “That’s good enough for today.” 

“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.” (Matthew 11:28-30)

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 27                                     For the week of July 10, 2023

Where Is the Sting?

For the perishable must clothe itself with the imperishable, and the mortal with immortality. ⁵⁴ When the perishable has been clothed with the imperishable, and the mortal with immortality, then the saying that is written will come true: “Death has been swallowed up in victory.” 

⁵⁵ “Where, O death, is your victory?
    Where, O death, is your sting?” 

⁵⁶ The sting of death is sin, and the power of sin is the law. ⁵⁷ But thanks be to God! He gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.

⁵⁸ Therefore, my dear brothers and sisters, stand firm. Let nothing move you. Always give yourselves fully to the work of the Lord, because you know that your labor in the Lord is not in vain. (1Corinthians 15:53-58)

I have read this passage to provide comfort and consolation to many people, including myself, facing the victory and sting of death as a reminder that when this life ends, it really isn’t the end. I know it is true. I know that through Jesus, there is victory. Yet sometimes, I think death has won the victory, and I feel the sting of death. 

I feel that death has won the victory when death keeps taking people I love. I feel that death has won the victory when there seems to be no end to death. I think death has won the victory when there is another cancer diagnosis or one has lost the ability to remember, speak, comprehend, or recognize the face of a loved one. 

I feel the sting of death every time I see the tears of a daughter as she says goodbye to her mother and a mother who says goodbye to her daughter. I feel the sting of death when I hear a grown man describe his father as “He was the best man I’ve ever known.” The sting of death is in the tears of a spouse as she says, “I miss him so much.” 

Sometimes, death appears victorious, and the sting feels natural, “But thanks be to God! He gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.”

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 26                                     For the week of July 3, 2023

Let’s Celebrate!

If we focus too much on what is happening and the events in the world that we can see and hear that frustrate, discourage, and disappoint us, we may miss the good things happening around us. I understand that it is not and will not be easy. It takes being intentional in our thinking and determined in our reflections. I am writing to myself as much as anyone. 

If we focus too much on the sadness and disappointment of life, we may miss the joy and happiness that God places all around us.

If we give too much attention to the unrest and disturbances around us, we may overlook the times of rest and peace God gives us. 

If we allow our brokenness and failures to overwhelm us, we may lose sight of the goodness that God has placed within us.

If we see only the death and loss that is all around us, we may miss the life of abundance that God has given us. 

If we only see the negative and all that is wrong, we may miss the opportunities to celebrate. 

Let’s celebrate!

Shout for joy to the Lord, all the earth.
Worship the Lord with gladness;
    come before him with joyful songs.
Know that the Lord is God.
    It is he who made us, and we are his;
    we are his people, the sheep of his pasture.

Enter his gates with thanksgiving
    and his courts with praise;
    give thanks to him and praise his name.

For the Lord is good and his love endures forever;
    his faithfulness continues through all generations. (Psalm 100)

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 25                              For the week of June 26, 2023

Bringing Kindness to Our Relationships

We are hearing and reading a lot about kindness. The loss of kindness. The need for kindness. The value of kindness. And the desire to return to a time when kindness was every day. If we are to see a revival of a kinder world, it will begin with you, and I treat our family, friends, work associates, and strangers with kindness. 

I offer these as simple suggestions for bringing more kindness into our relationships.  

Listen. Listen first. Listen intently. Listen often. Listen without distractions. 

Call when you say you will. Visit when you say you will. Show up when you say you will. If you are running late, let your friends know. Be there when you need to. 

Do what you say you will. Be dependable. 

Say what you need to say, then stop.

Jesus said, “All you need to say is simply ‘Yes’ or ‘No’; anything beyond this comes from the evil one.” (Matthew 5:37)

I think these actions of kindness will improve our relationships and make our part of the world a better place. However, we won’t know until we try. 

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 24                                     For the week of June 11, 2023

No More Goodbyes

I long for the day when I don’t have to say goodbye. 

I try to live and stay in the present, but the moments always end. I love my friends and family so much that it hurts when I am away from them, and I do my best to enjoy every moment I have with them. But time with them is never enough. 

I read Revelation 21:4 and try to imagine what it will be like when “He will wipe every tear from their (our) eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.” 

I try to imagine it but can only long for a day when I won’t have to say goodbye to my children, grandchildren, extended family, and friends. I can only long for the day when I don’t hear that another friend has died, attend another funeral, or hug someone, not knowing when or if I’ll ever see them again. 

I long for the day when there will be no more goodbyes. I don’t know what that will be like because goodbyes always come. Time with the people I love always comes to an end. Time together with family is never long enough. 

Father, forgive me for being discontent with the times you allowed me to be with my family and friends. I know You have them in Your loving arms and that You are with them when I am not. Thank you for putting them in my life, for the time I have had with them, and for the times I will have with them in this life and the next. I am grateful, but I still long for the day when I don’t have to say goodbye. 

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 23                                                       June 5, 2023

No Phone

While on vacation this week, my phone stopped working. It froze, and I could not get into it to do anything. I found someone to repair it, but in the meantime, I am on an island with no way to capture the scenic images around me. I have other tools that enable me to communicate with people when needed, but it’s not the same. However, I see some benefits. 

Not having a camera forces me to stay in the moment. Instead of trying to capture the moment of the moon reflecting off the ocean, I could watch it in real time. Instead of being concerned about saving the moment for the future, I simply enjoyed the moment. 

Instead of being concerned about catching the smile on one of my granddaughter’s faces, I simply enjoyed being close enough to see the smiles. 

Being camera-less allows me to focus on the ocean breeze, the waves crashing to the shore, and the sun setting over the mountains behind me. Instead of trying to preserve the moment, I enjoy the moment. 

Not having my phone in my pocket keeps me focused on the people right in front of me instead of our conversation being interrupted or diverted by the vibration or the ding from my phone. 

Don’t misunderstand; I am not anti-device. On the contrary, I appreciate the devices that make it possible to push a button and send a message, call a friend on the other side of the world, or press another button and share these Notes. The technological tools we have at our disposal are greatly appreciated, but the people I love and the world God has created are more important. 

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 22                                                       May 30, 2023

We’re Still Doing Life Together

We did life together. We are still doing life together. 

Through the years, we shared meals, celebrated, grieved, laughed, and cried together. We passed through the seasons of life together. 

We shared graduations, weddings, births, and deaths. We shed tears of joy and tears of sorrow. We laugh together. We stay in touch from a long distance. We listen intently for details as we learn of an illness or an upcoming medical procedure. We sigh as we embrace one another, not knowing when or if we will see one another again. 

We hear a song that reminds us of when we were together. We see a cartoon or hear a joke that recalls the times we laughed together. We enjoy a meal that reminds us of when we sat across the table from friends. We smile as we read a text saying, “We love you.” 

We greet each other with hugs, handshakes, and fist pumps. We smile and nod as we glance across the room and speak without words. We sit silently and grieve with one another when we have no words to express our sorrow. Then, we stand and applaud as we share the accomplishments of our children and grandchildren. 

We cannot always be together and don’t stay in touch as much as we promised, but we try. We don’t always remember birthdays, anniversaries, or family celebrations, but we try. We can’t always answer the phone when they call, make it to significant events when they happen, or show up like we wish we could, but we try. 

I am grateful that we are still doing life together through life’s highs and lows, victories and defeats. 

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 20 

May 15, 2023

The World Didn’t Stop

I admit that sometimes I take myself and what I do too seriously. I remind myself of this verse often. “Do not think of yourself more highly than you ought, but rather think of yourself with sober judgment, in accordance with the faith God has distributed to each of you.” (Romans 12:3)

Here is an example. Through the years of writing A Norvell Note, I have taken getting an article written and posted on time every week. However, there have been times due to sickness, fatigue, or travel when that did not happen. Unfortunately, that’s what happened this week, so I’m two days late posting this week’s Note.

Guess what? The world did not stop spinning. The sun came up on both days. Most of the world did not notice, nor did it matter. But it matters to me. It is important to me. 

Yes, there are times that I think of myself and what I do as more highly than I ought. So I’m working on that. But when I say I’ll do something, I want to do it right, or at least to the best of my ability. 

There’s another verse that I often repeat to myself. “Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for human masters.” (Colossians 3:23)

I didn’t expect the world to stop turning or even one person to notice I was late posting an article. I don’t think of myself or what I do that highly. 

However, I am grateful I have something I enjoy and consider important enough to “work at it with all my heart, as working for the Lord.” I hope you do, too, because it changes how you live when you realize you are working for the Lord.

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 19 

May 8, 2023

On the Edge of the Inside

Do you ever wonder about your place in the world? Where do you belong? What is your mission? Is there something more than your job or career? I’ve spent much of my life asking those questions. I spent most of my adult years serving in church leadership in one form or another, but that is no longer my role. So instead, I’m learning to be a good church member. 

In my workplace, I am part of the team. I’m far from the head of the company and try to do my best to play my role among the many other team players. Some passages in the New Testament highlight the various parts of the Body of Christ, remind us that we can’t all be the “head,” and emphasize how vital all body parts are. The eyes have their place, the feet do their thing, and the hands have their special place. (Romans 12; 1 Corinthians 12) I’m learning to be a good team player.

I’ve come to appreciate this sentence from Romans 12: “Do not think of yourself more highly than you ought, but rather think of yourself with sober judgment, in accordance with the faith God has distributed to each of you.”

I also love these words by St. Frances as shared by Richard Rohr in Alternative Orthodoxy, At Home in the World, Friday, June 2, 2017. “Francis wanted us to live a life on the edge of the inside—not at the center or the top, but not outside throwing rocks either. This unique position offers structural freedom and hopefully spiritual freedom, too.”

“Live a life on the edge of the inside—not at the center or the top, but not outside throwing rocks either.” 

I’m doing my best to live and enjoy my life on the edge of the inside. It’s an excellent place to live. 

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 18 

May 1, 2023

Family

After attending a reunion of my mother’s side of the family, I am grateful to be a descendant of Floyd and Agnes Mangum. I understand that all families do not enjoy the level of love and joy that ours has and does, but I cannot pass this opportunity to express my deep gratitude for how God has given me “more than we could “ever ask or imagine.”

We all have had our share of heartbreak, sadness, and disappointment, but the heritage of faith our grandparents lived and passed down to their children continues to live in their grandchildren, great-grandchildren, and hopefully future generations. This foundation has sustained us through deaths, grief, marital successes and failures, spiritual struggles, and the highs and lows of living in this troubled world. 

What is this solid foundation? As one cousin reminded us this past weekend, it is Jesus Christ. I don’t think there are any two of Floyd and Agnes’ successors who practice our faith in Jesus Christ the same way. Some are similar, and some are vastly different. But one common thing to all is the desire to live as much like Jesus as possible. 

And when we come together as we did this past weekend, we embrace, enjoy, and celebrate that it is only by the great mercies of God that we are allowed to experience such a wonderful heritage of love. I love our family, and I pray that I can live my life so that my children, their children, and their children will see the same Jesus and do their best to live as much like Him as possible. 

I also pray that if you have not experienced family life like l have, someday, God will open a door for you to find it. Maybe God is waiting for you to begin the heritage of faith and love that will last for generations. 

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 17 

April 24, 2023

Three More Words on Grief

Grief takes time. 

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 15 

April 10, 2023

A Little More on Grief

We will all experience grief at some point. We cannot escape life without it. However, there are unhealthy and healthy ways to deal with grief. 

Unhealthy Ways of Processing Grief

Deny it. 

Do nothing. 

Self-medicate.

Isolate yourself.

Fear it.

Healthy Ways of Processing Grief

Acknowledge it. 

Embrace it. 

Face it. 

Talk about it. 

Seek professional help.

Journaling. 

Exercise.

When you experience a loss, and you will, whether you acknowledge it or not, grief needs to be processed. I encourage you to choose healthy ways to process your grief. Even if you choose healthy ways to process your grief, it is hard, so please choose the more beneficial methods. Then, you can get through it. 

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 15 

April 10, 2023

Grief

Sometimes you see it coming; sometimes, it comes out of nowhere. Sometimes you know what’s happening; sometimes, you have no idea what’s happening. What is it? Grief.

Grief comes in many forms and for many reasons. We commonly associate grief with the death of a loved one, but there are many other causes. 

Grief may surface after losing a job, a pet, loss of health, or a dream. Likewise, grief may appear after a failed relationship, an auto accident, or one of many other losses. 

Grief may show up as sadness, moodiness, anger, depression, crying, or feeling blue. A person may feel grief when you hear a particular song, eat at a favorite restaurant, or smell a familiar fragrance. 

Why am I writing about grief? Because grief is real and painful and must be allowed to do its work, or you may experience serious health problems. If you are experiencing grief, saying, “I’m fine,” is not the solution. Help is available. You don’t have to go through the agony of your loss alone.  

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 14 

April 3, 2023

The Anger and the Pain

“In your anger do not sin: Do not let the sun go down while you are still angry, …Get rid of all bitterness, rage and anger, brawling and slander, along with every form of malice. Be kind and compassionate to one another, forgiving each other, just as in Christ God forgave you. Ephesians 4:26, 31, 32 (NIV)

My dear brothers and sisters, take note of this: Everyone should be quick to listen, slow to speak and slow to become angry, because human anger does not produce the righteousness that God desires. James 1:19, 20 (NIV)

I wish reading these words would be enough to stop the anger and violence in our world.  

I wish the words “be kind and compassionate to one another” would be powerful enough to change the hearts and minds of the people who are so angry before they go into elementary schools and start shooting. 

I wish we could learn to be “quick to listen, slow to speak, and slow to become angry.”

I wish I could erase the images of parents rushing to Covenant School in Nashville clutching their children. I want to remove the feelings of helplessness. I wish I could stop being sad. And I wish there was something I could do to make things better. I want my wishes to change something. 

I know that I cannot change people, I cannot change hearts, and I cannot make the rage and anger disappear. I also cannot take away the pain and suffering of the victims of rage and anger. I cannot make the anger go away. 

So, I pray.

Lord, make me an instrument of your peace,


Where there is hatred, let me sow love;


Where there is injury, pardon;


Where there is doubt, faith;


Where there is despair, hope;


Where there is darkness, light;


Where there is sadness, joy;

O Divine Master,
Grant that I may not so much seek
To be consoled as to console;
To be understood as to understand;
To be loved as to love.

For it is in giving that we receive;
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned;
And it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.

Amen (The Prayer of St. Francis)

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 13 – March 27, 2023

Last Week

Junie’s scan results: ALL CLEAR!

Thank you for your thoughts and prayers. 

Also, last week a very dear lady from our workplace lost her battle with cancer but won her freedom over pain and discomfort and moved on to her reward of peace and eternal rest. 

We celebrate. 

We grieve. 

We hold on. 

We let go. 

We love. 

We move forward.

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 12 – March 20, 2023

Anxious Times

Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus. (Philippians 4:6-7, NIV)

It makes me anxious to read this passage. It makes me even more anxious to think of how many times I have written about and talked about this passage. It makes me even more nervous than that to think about how many times I have reminded someone that the Apostle Paul, guided by the Holy Spirit, said, “Do not be anxious about anything.” And yet, here I am writing about not being anxious again.

Why? Because we live in anxious times. 

Relationships create anxiety. If you have children, you will have times of intense stress about their welfare. If your parents are aging, there are times when you are anxious. You have anxiety if you are married, planning to get married, or once married. Finally, you will have tense times if you date or commit to a single life. 

Engaging in the world creates anxiety. You stand a good chance of getting anxious by watching the news (local, national, international). You’ll have some stress if you watch sports. If you drive an automobile, there is a real possibility of a few anxious moments in your week. 

Anxiety is real. The examples I’ve shared above are the natural consequences of living in an anxiety-filled world. But there are others: sick children, family problems, addiction, accidents, poor decisions, chronic pain, church dysfunction, loneliness, and financial difficulties.

I believe the Holy Spirit guided Paul to write those words because He knew we would live in a world as we do and wants us to know that when anxiety hits, we have a healthy and effective way to deal with it. We have the response. “In every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.”

The promise is not that anxious times will disappear but that God’s peace will protect you as you go through them. 

Go in peace.

Tom

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Vol. 27 No. 11 – March 13, 2023

A Little Less Like Me

Last week I wrote, “Just Be You.” This week I was introduced to the song “More Like Jesus Less Like Me.” (More Like Jesus Less Like Me). I’ve listened to it multiple times. Here’s the chorus. 

Lord, help me be
(One, two, three)

… A little more like mercy, a little more like grace
A little more like kindness, goodness, love, and faith
A little more like patience, a little more like peace
A little more like Jesus, oh, a little less like me

… A little more of living everything I preach
A little more like Jesus, a little less like me
Oh, a little less like me.

The song is a good reminder of how important it is to take who we are and allow Jesus’ nature to be revealed in and through us. 

When we do that, we show mercy and grace to those who need it most but feel most unworthy.

Our kindness, goodness, love, and faith become the heritage we leave behind. 

Patience and peace become achievable goals.

And living what I preach is the most natural thing I can do. 

Let’s be a little more like Jesus.

Tom

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March 6, 2023 – Vol. 27 No. 10

Be You 

You have one life to live. So, why not live like God wants you to live? He created you with specific gifts, qualities, talents, and a unique personality. When He created you, He intended you to be you. So, be you.
Not everyone will like you but be you. 
Not everyone will appreciate you but be you. 
Not everyone will understand you but be you. 
Not everyone will want to be around you but be you.
Not everyone will think you’re cool but be you. 
Not everyone will respect you but be you. 
Not everyone will want your opinion but be you. 
Not everyone will want to be your friend but be you. 
Not everyone will agree with you but be you. 
Not everyone will say you are pretty or handsome but be you.
Not everyone needs to know your political views. That’s okay. Be you.
Not everyone wants or needs to hear you talk. That’s okay. Be quiet when you need to. Be you. 
God created you to be you so be you. Unless you’re a jerk, then be someone else.

Tom Norvell

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February 27, 2023 – Vol. 27 No. 09

Not Too Seriously

According to the Enneagram, my personality type is an improver (some call it perfectionist). As an improver, I believe there is a right way to do things and a wrong way. Since I discovered this about myself, I have tried to be aware of these tendencies, and I think I have improved on trying to make everyone do things my way instead of the wrong way. 

However, there’s much work when it comes to me. I am very aware of my mistakes and failures. And daily, I ask what I can do to live better, be better, treat people better, and be a better follower of Jesus. Admittedly it can be wearisome, but I am learning that it is okay for others to see and do things differently. 

One practice that is helping me is reading this passage often. I’m sharing it here from TheMessage because of the simple and plain language and because it reminds me that although I can continually improve on how I practice it, I really cannot improve on what God wants me to do. So when I read it, God says, “Tom, relax. You know what to do. Just do it.” 

But he’s already made it plain how to live, what to do,
    what God is looking for in men and women.
It’s quite simple: Do what is fair and just to your neighbor,
    be compassionate and loyal in your love,
And don’t take yourself too seriously—
    take God seriously. (Micah 6:8, The Message)

After reading it multiple times, I always sense Him pausing before the last two lines and saying, “Tom, don’t take yourself too seriously—take Me seriously. Yes, life is serious, but you’ve got this.”

Maybe you need to read those words too. Perhaps you take yourself too seriously and think it is your responsibility to keep the world spinning. Or perhaps you don’t take yourself or God seriously enough. Maybe you should hear the Lord say, “Don’t take yourself too seriously—take Me seriously. Be fair and just with your neighbor be compassionate and loyal in your love. You’ve got this.”

Tom

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Just Be Kind

February 20, 2023 – Vol. 27 No. 08

Just Be Kind

We talk a lot about kindness. We chose kindness as their word for the year, printed it on shirts and hats, plastered it on our car’s bumper, and tattooed it on their body. Galatians 5 lists kindness as one of the fruits of the Spirit. We think about kindness and talk about it, but is it part of who we are? Here are a few situations where I need to be kind or wish others would be kind. 

When you tell someone, you will call them, call them. It’s the kind thing to do. However, be thoughtful when someone tells you they will contact you and they don’t. 

Show up when you say you will meet with someone, be there. It’s the kind thing to do. If you can’t make it, let the person know. Likewise, be kind when someone tells you they will meet you at a specific time but miss the appointment. 

Do what you say you will do. Keep your promise. Keeping your commitment is a kind thing to do. If you can’t keep your promise, let the person know and apologize. Be kind when someone fails to keep a promise they made to you. Remember the times you have been unable to keep a promise. 

Listen first. If someone is talking, listen first. If you walk into a room in the middle of a conversation, listen before you speak. You may not know what the people are talking about, and they may not want or need your input. It is a kind and wise thing to do. It may keep you from appearing or sounding silly. When someone is talking, listen. Don’t interrupt. It is a kind thing to do. When you interrupt someone, apologize. Let them talk. It’s a kind thing to do. 

Acknowledge people. When you are on the phone and someone needs your attention, you don’t have to stop your conversation but acknowledge them. Let them know you will be with them as soon as you can. When you need to speak to someone, but they are on the phone, wait patiently (another of the fruits of the Spirit), and don’t interrupt the person. Be kind if you feel ignored (visualize being in a restaurant). Leave if you need to, but don’t make a scene. Just be kind. 

Kindness costs us nothing and requires little other than getting past our ego and pride. Yet, we all need kindness and compassion. If you are a follower of Jesus, it is not optional. 

Just be kind.

Tom

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February 13, 2023 – Vol. 27 No. 06

Hard Times and Small Potatoes

Therefore we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day.  For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, since what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal. (2 Corinthians 4:16-18, New International Version)

I was reminded of these words by a man wasting away and his physical world falling apart. I read more.

So we’re not giving up. How could we! Even though on the outside it often looks like things are falling apart on us, on the inside, where God is making new life, not a day goes by without his unfolding grace. These hard times are small potatoes compared to the coming good times, the lavish celebration prepared for us. There’s far more here than meets the eye. The things we see now are here today, gone tomorrow. But the things we can’t see now will last forever. (2 Corinthians 4:17-18, The Message)

I believe these words, I have taught these words, and I have preached these words. I have written about these words and shared them with many of you. However, sometimes I find it challenging to live as if troubles are “light and momentary” and the “hard times are small potatoes.” 

Hard times do not seem like small potatoes when I talk with a husband who watches his wife slowly wasting away, and she feels like his world is falling apart. 

Troubles do not feel light or momentary to the couple trying to keep their marriage together when they feel like their world is falling apart.

It’s hard to convince the young lady that being single and pregnant is all small potatoes. It’s equally difficult to convince her parents. 

Light and momentary troubles do not seem to fit a friend who has lived a long, good life but now wonders if his life has any real meaning. 

The daughter caring for her aged mother is not likely to say, “Ah, this is small potatoes.” 

If you listen to parents in NICU, you are not likely to hear parents saying, “No worries. These are light and momentary troubles.”

Hard times and troubles come to all of us. There are times when we can focus on the things above, realize that our crisis is temporary, and live confidently that better days are ahead. But, unfortunately, there are other times when it is not so easy. Either way, we hang on and do not lose heart. We do not give up. 

Here are two suggestions for helping people get through hard times. 

First, remember that the person going through difficult times may be unable to view them as small potatoes. Listen to them. Do not tell them to get over it, it’s no big deal, or it could be worse.  

Second, when you’re going through troubles, be kind to yourself and give yourself some grace. There is a reason they are called hard times. Keep your eyes on Jesus. Then, listen to this song and watch this video by Matthew West. It may help you keep going one more day. Wonderful Life

Tom

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February 6, 2023 – Vol. 27 No. 06

What Happened Last Week?

Junie came home!

Thank you for your prayers, thoughts, notes, and all other expressions of love for Junie and our family. 

Tom

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January 30, 2023 – Vol. 27 No. 05

Beyond My Understanding

It makes no sense to me why people in the west and northwest have floods and landslides, people in the southeast get tornados, people in the southwest are experiencing drought conditions, and those who live in the northeast deal with frigid temps and snow and ice. 

I don’t know why some people are impoverished and live on the street; others have more money than they can ever spend.

I cannot comprehend how some people can endure unspeakably horrible childhood trauma yet live to praise God with unimaginable joy. But unfortunately, others with similar experiences develop callous, resentful, and ungrateful hearts.

It makes no sense that professional athletes and movie stars make millions of dollars, and police officers, teachers, social workers, and other public servants often struggle to pay their bills. 

How churches lose their way and become more about power than loving like Jesus is beyond my understanding, but I see it all too often.

And, of course, I am not sure if I will ever understand why children die of cancer. 

There may be reasonable explanations for everything I mentioned. But my finite mind is incapable of understanding these perplexities. But, should there be a time when the Lord decides I need to have a complete understanding of how He works, He will enlighten me. But, until that time, I will trust Him.

“For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways,” declares the Lord.As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts.” (Isaiah 55:8,9)

Tom

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January 23, 2023 – Vol. 27 No. 04

The Land of What May Be

I have been on a little journey in recent days. It’s not a journey I particularly enjoyed, nor is it one I can recommend. It is a journey I’ve tried to avoid and have cautioned many others about making. Nevertheless, against my better judgment, I have traveled into the land of what may be. 

You don’t need to remind me of Jesus’ words, “Take no thought about tomorrow,” I understand that today has enough trouble of its own. But Jesus’ words did not stop me from veering off the path of living in the. 

My journey away from living here and now was not one of wringing my hands in worry, severe panic, or paralyzing fear. Instead, my expedition took me to a place where I was trying to prepare for what may happen. 

The following may or may not be examples of where my wondering took me.

How will I respond if another friend dies? 

What are we going to do if our car breaks down?

How am I going to handle it if she does not get well?

Where will we get money to pay the bills?

The list could go on and on. How will I deal with this? What am I going to do if this happens? What am I going to do if this does not happen? What about this? What about that? 

I acknowledge that I’ve been on a journey to the land of what may or may never be. That’s the first step to getting back to reality. 

The next step is to accept that no matter how much I think about and dwell in that distant land, I have no control over what may or may not happen. All I can do is live in the moment and let tomorrow take care of itself.

Easy to say.

Tom

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January 16, 2023 – Vol. 27 No. 03

A Simple Answer

Have you ever asked a question, and by the time you got an answer, you were sorry you asked? I have. I’ve also been on the other side of that. Sometimes, someone asks me a question, and I want to impress them with my answer, so I go way overboard with too much information. You know you’ve over-answered when the questioner’s eyes glaze over, or they fall asleep. 

Sometimes, a long, drawn-out, and detailed answer is appropriate. However, I’ve discovered that simple answers are an excellent place to start. 

Psalm 15 is an example of a serious question that got a profound but straightforward answer. 

God, who gets invited
    to dinner at your place?
How do we get on your guest list?

² “Walk straight,
    act right,
        tell the truth.

^3-4 “Don’t hurt your friend,
    don’t blame your neighbor;
        despise the despicable.

⁵ “Keep your word even when it costs you,
    make an honest living,
        never take a bribe.

“You’ll never get
blacklisted
if you live like this.”

The Lord didn’t overwhelm the questioner or make him feel dumb for the asking. Instead, he gave a sincere, respectful answer to an honest, from-the-heart question.

A simple answer. That is a good idea. 

Tom

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January 9, 2023 – Vol. 27 No. 02

Family

We look forward to times when we can be together. Then, finally, the time arrives, and we squeeze as much as possible into the few days and nights we can. We eat more than we should. We stay up later than we ought. We watch movies and games and take pictures. We get up earlier than we usually do, we talk, and we listen. We share our stories, laugh, cry, work through our differences, and appreciate our histories. We are a family. We sacrifice time, energy, and money to be with our family. 

 Why are we willing to plan, travel, change travel plans, adjust our schedules, and do all the things we do to be together?

Why? Because we are family. 

Are there things we would change? Possibly. Are there things we regret? Probably. Is it hard work? Sometimes. Is it worth it? Absolutely. 

Why? Because we are family. 

Thank You, God, for our family. 

Tom

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January 2, 2023 – Vol. 27 No. 01

In the Beginning

It is my understanding that there are six basic emotions.

• Sadness
• Happiness
• Fear
• Anger
• Surprise
• Disgust

Add to that list these emotions. 

• Disappointment
• Grief 
• Hopelessness
• Joy
• Contentment
• Satisfaction

We feel many, if not all, of those emotions daily. Now add these self-imposed demands.

• Review of last year’s New Year’s Resolutions.
• New Year’s resolutions.
• Plans for improving yourself.
• Commitments.
• Hopes for the new year.
• Dreams you are waiting to come true. 

Put all this together, and you have a formula for an emotional overload, emotional exhaustion, and perhaps an emotional breakdown. 

What if you tried something different this year?

Just do one thing, one day at a time. 

If you want to lose weight, focus on eating healthier for one day. Then, work on it again the next day. 

If you want to work on your relationship with God, read from the Bible and reflect on one passage a day. Then, read another passage the next day.  

If you want to spend less money, spend a little less one day. Then, spend a little less money the next day.

Remember, in the beginning, God. On the first day, He created the light. Then, on the next day, He created day and night. He did one thing a day. He did not do everything all at once, so why should you?

So, do it one day. That is enough for one day. 

Tom

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December 26, 2022 – Vol. 26 No. 42

Now What?

We waited and waited for Christmas morning, and finally, it came and went. So now it’s the day after Christmas, we opened the presents, the wrapping paper has been bagged and placed in the trash, and soon the tree will be taken down and stored until next year. Now what? 

The searching, shopping, purchasing, and wrapping paid off once we exchanged gifts and devoured meals. We cleared the table, washed the dishes, and vacuumed the floor. Now what?

Christmas and New Year’s week are a microcosm of life. We start with hopes and dreams of where we want to go, what we want to happen, and how we want to end. Then, we make plans; we work on the projects; we wait and wait; we pray and dream and hope. Eventually, the dreams come true, or they fade. And we ask, now what?

So, now what?

It’s pretty simple. We start over. 

By this time on the day after Christmas, you may already be making plans for next Christmas. What foods worked well, and which ones didn’t? What decorations will you keep, and which ones will you discard? What gift did you not get this year that you hope you get next year? 

When one dream ends, we start over with new goals. When we reach one goal, we start over with another. When one year ends, we start over with new plans or recommit to achieving the goals we didn’t reach last year. 

It’s the day after Christmas and the last week of the year. Now what? Reflect, regroup, and restart. Don’t quit. If it’s been a great year, are there ways to improve? If it’s been a challenging year, what can you do to make next year better? If it has been a horrible year and all you can do is be grateful that it’s over. Then, do that. But don’t quit. 

Not that I have already obtained all this or have already arrived at my goal, but I press on to take hold of that for which Christ Jesus took hold of me. Brothers and sisters, I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus. (Philippians 3:12-14, NIV)

Whatever goal you have set for today, this week, or next year, keep moving forward. Don’t give up.  

Oh, one last thing. If you need help, it’s okay to ask. 

Tom

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December 21, 2022 – Vol. 26 No. 41

Information Overload

As I finished this article, I realized that I might be adding to your information overload. If so, please set it aside for a later read, or discard it altogether. 

The stack of mail kept growing and had grown so tall I could no longer ignore it. Opening envelope by envelope, I asked myself why I was getting so much information. In some cases, there were duplicate mailings—so much mail.

I look at the number of already-read emails in my box that should have been deleted or moved and wonder if I’ll ever organize them. The same is true with my phone’s text messages, private messages, voicemails, phone calls, advertisements, and reminders—so many ways to communicate. 

With the television remote in hand, I scan the listings of regular stations and streaming services looking for something to watch. The news correspondents and talk show hosts constantly yell, “Hey, listen to me! You need to hear this.” Do I? So many channels. 

When watching a sporting event, the announcers have statistics on every player and every team that ever wore a uniform, and they share it all—so much information.

With so much information demanding my attention, there are days and nights when I just want to say, “That’s enough!” I’m not anti-devices, anti-social media, or anti-information. On the contrary, I am careful to monitor my viewing and listening habits, but still, there are days and nights when I get overloaded and overwhelmed with so much information. 

When that happens, I must intentionally make a change. I turn down the volume, take a break, and enjoy the quiet. The messages, calls, advertisements, and one-sided conversations are still there, but I can choose to disengage. I have learned that my immediate response is not always necessary. And the world is not likely to stop spinning if I turn off the news, mute the game’s announcers, wait to hear a podcast, or ignore a text or email for a few minutes.

I know this all sounds simple enough as I type it, but I understand it’s difficult for some. It is difficult for parents with babies, toddlers, and teenagers. It’s not easy for parents with sick children, parents who do not know where their child is, or couples trying to have children but cannot. Those situations take information overload to a whole new level. 

To make matters worse, the possibility of information overload increases during this season of supposedly silent nights where all is calm, and all is quiet. But taking time to relax and reduce the noise is up to us. My wish for this is that you do whatever you are comfortable with to reduce the noise and slow down the flow of information during the Christmas and New Year’s holiday season, and in the coming year.

Tom

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December 12, 2022 – Vol. 26 No. 40

NOTE: I originally wrote this, as you can see, on December 5, 2016. I’m reposting it (with a few edits) now because the memories of December 8, 1964, seem to crowd out all other thoughts and squelch most of my creative thinking for a few days. 

December 8, 1964

Originally Posted on December 12, 2016 by TomNorvell

Vol. 18 No. 49 | December 5, 2016

It was Tuesday afternoon, December 8, 1964. That is the day that my mother died. I was eleven years old.

She had been sick for several months. How many? I do not remember. But I remember the afternoon of December 8, 1964.

The school bus made the stop at my Aunt Eunice and Uncle Ruby’s grocery store at the intersection of Highway 4 and Melrose Lane. I had the option of getting off the bus there and making the quarter-of-a-mile walk to my house. Or I could stay on the bus until it made the loop back around to my house. If I stayed on and helped Mr. Day make sure all the windows were shut, he would often buy me a soft drink at one of the nearby cafes. On that Tuesday afternoon, I saw my sister and brother-in-law’s car at the store, so I decided to get off. Little did I know what was waiting for me.

Just inside the door on the left, a couple of chairs were inviting the regulars to sit, catch up on the latest happenings, enjoy a soda from the refrigerated box, or enjoy a candy bar from the glass-covered case just a few steps away. That is where I saw my sister and brother-in-law sitting as I opened the door. I can still hear the jingle of the bell situated to alert my aunt and uncle that a customer had arrived.

I do not remember the details of what happened next. They told me that Mama had died, but I do not recall the words. I do not remember if I cried, although I am sure I did. I remember seeing my aunt and uncle standing behind the cash register and the woman who would eventually become my stepmother smoking a cigarette at the end of the counter. She had known for a while that her time with us was limited. She had talked to all of us about it, so technically, we knew this time would come, but mentally and emotionally, none of us were prepared.

The next thing I remember about the afternoon f December 8, 1964, is pulling into the driveway of our house. My Uncle James (my mother’s brother) greeted me, walked with me out by a big oak tree in our yard, put his arms around me, and said: “Go ahead. Let it out!” And I did.

That was the afternoon of December 8, 1964. That was fifty-two years ago (fifty-eight now).

We eventually went inside the house where my grandmother and other family and friends were gathered. I have only a few sporadic memories of the days and months following.

My memories of that afternoon are hazy but the lessons I have learned since December 8, 1964, are not.

I have learned that loss is painful and inevitable and that the pain may never completely go away. For an eleven-year-old boy, the loss of a mother is beyond traumatic. For a sixty-three-year-old (sixty-nine) man, that loss is still very real. Yes, I have matured and moved past most of the intense pain of that afternoon, but there are still days when I long to hear her voice and feel her touch. I would love to have another taste of her fudge, Divinity, at Christmas time, hear her pop popcorn in a skillet, and eat her fried chicken and coconut cake. Much of my life has been lived to honor her life and her memory.

I have learned that life is short and passes quickly. Forty-four years is not a long time to live, but if lived well you can influence a lot of people. Poetry and song often state that it is not the length of one’s life that counts as much. It is the quality of one’s life and the number of lives that are touched that matter.

I have learned that family is important and should not be neglected. The family must be a priority. Quality time with family in large quantities is also important. If you are fortunate enough to be able to spend time with your family, please do not neglect or take for granted that time.

I have learned that what we leave behind is probably more valuable than the things we accomplish from day to day. Here I sit, fifty-eight years later, thinking about the mother that lived only eleven-and-a-half years of my life. I am only one of four children she influenced. Her grandchildren and great-grandchildren and all who follow will reap the benefits of the impact she had in her short life.

And, I have learned that a life surrendered to the Lord God Almighty, no matter how short or how long, is one that never ends.

May 24, 1920, to December 8, 1964, are the dates that mark a life that continues to live. It was a Tuesday afternoon, December 8, 1964…

Tom

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December 5, 2022 – Vol. 26 No. 39

Peace On Earth 

Suddenly a great company of the heavenly host appeared with the angel, praising God and saying, “Glory to God in the highest heaven, and on earth peace to those on whom his favor rests.” (Luke 2:13-14)

Peace on earth is why Jesus came to earth. Peace on earth is what we pray for every day. Peace on earth is what we pray for especially this time of the year. 

We sing songs about it. We send cards with the sentiment in them. We light up our yards with the words. We hope in our hearts for it. 

And yet, we look around us and find very few signs that there is peace on earth. We wonder if there will ever be peace on earth. 

And once again we are reminded that peace on earth begins with me. 

Peace on earth is not the responsibility of the political leaders, nor is the responsibility of higher education or leaders of the churches. Of course, those people and those institutions can and should do their part, but peace on earth begins with me. 

It is my responsibility to first find peace with God and allow that peace to radiate from me to my family, my friends, my co-worker, my church, and all people with whom I interact.

Peace on earth will come when I lay down my anger and resentments. Peace on earth will come when I accept that I do not control people and most events and allow God to do what only He can do. 

Peace on earth, for my circle of influence on the earth, begins with me. So, my prayer is to let there be peace on earth and let it begin with me.

I invite you to join me and let’s bring peace to our part of the earth. 

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November 28, 2022 – Vol. 26 No. 38

The Moment That Could Not Last

From the soundtrack of A River Runs Through It, one 84-second excerpt always catches my ear and takes me to another place. The name of the piece is The Moment That Could Not Last. Every time it plays, I pause, time stands still, and reflect on moments that could not last. 

When my wife and I were dating and in the early days of marriage there were moments that I wanted to last. The first time we kissed. The first time we said I love you. Our first Christmas and anniversary. The birth of our children we held them for the first time. I wanted those moments to last forever. But those moments did not and could not last. As they have grown and become parents themselves there have been more moments than I can recall that could not last. 

There have been moments in ministry that no matter how much I wanted them to last, they could not. There were the Saturday night devotionals around the campfire when we sang and never got tired. There was the worship assembly where God’s Spirit was active. There were weddings that I officiated and saw the look on the groom’s face when his bride came into his view. There were the meals with friends when we cried because we did not know when or if we would see each other again. 

I could also include holidays and vacations with my family, coffee with a friend, standing by the ocean at sunset, golf on a beautiful day, time with our grandchildren, watching my kids play sports or perform on stage, and ordinary times with people I love. All were moments I wanted to last but could not.

Every time it plays, I pause, time stands still, and reflect on moments that could not last. Sometimes I weep. Sometimes I smile. Sometimes I play the song again and wish those moments could have lasted and thank God for those moments that could not last. 

I treasure those moments that could not last, and I long for more.

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November 14, 2022 – Vol. 26 No. 36

Expressing Your Gratitude

For many, Thanksgiving is the most enjoyable time of the year. Unless we complicate it, it can be simple and calm. Family and friends gather to enjoy a delicious meal, renew friendships, and share memories as you make new memories. You love your life and have no trouble expressing your gratitude.

For all of us, Thanksgiving is an opportunity to count our blessings and express our gratitude to God, the people God has put into our lives, and all our physical blessings. Life is good for you, and you have no trouble expressing your gratitude.

For others, Thanksgiving is a difficult time of the year. The day marks the beginning of the holiday season shifting into high gear and we are reminded of those who are no longer with us. The pain of the empty chair at the table is too much for some. It is difficult but you do your best to express your gratitude. 

And for many others, Thanksgiving is a season of endurance. You are away from home, and your loved ones, and you realize they are making new memories without you. This is the first holiday you will spend without your mother, dad, brother, sister, son, or daughter, but they are on the other side of the world serving in the military, on the mission field, or providing for your family. Your life is hard; you are all alone and miserable. Someone you love with all your heart is sick and you try as hard as you can, but expressing your gratitude is not something you can do.

Regardless of where you are this Thanksgiving season, I offer this prayer. 

Father, please listen to my heart for I do not how to express the gratitude I feel in my heart. 

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November 14, 2022 – Vol. 26 No. 36

Thank you,

Dear Readers, 

Thank you for taking the time to read this Note, and for any other times, you have taken a few minutes out of your day to read my thoughts about Jesus, God’s love, observations about nature, people, places, and ponderings. 

Thank you for reading and tolerating the times when I have whined about my life. Most of the time I am aware of how blessed I am now and have been throughout my life. 

Thank you for the weeks when you could not make sense of my words, but you kept reading and came back the next week.

Thank you for your kind and gracious comments that mean more than you can imagine.

Thank you for sharing your stories and letting me know when my words touched your heart or struck a nerve.

Thank you for giving me grace when you disagreed with my thoughts, opinions, or views. 

Thank you, especially over the last eighteen months, for how you have expressed your concern for our family through your notes, emails, texts, and prayers. And thank you for the comfort I feel in knowing that you will continue to cover us with prayer.

Thank you for reading A Norvell Note.

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November 7, 2022 – Vol. 26 No. 35

Moving Stories

By moving stories I’m not referring to stories about dogs being rescued from deplorable and abusive situations, or dogs running for help because their master is trapped in a mineshaft under a fallen tree. I’m not going to tell a story about a football player that had never played a down all year but gets in the game and makes the play that allows his team to win the championship. I have nothing against dogs or those tear-jerking stories, but those are not the moving stories I have in mind. 

I’m talking about real moving stories, stories that happen while moving from one house to another. 

For instance, have you ever noticed that your possessions seem to multiply when you start packing for a move? No matter how much you think you have downsized and discarded, you pack and load, load, and pack, then you look in a closet and see boxes and bags and clothes you do not recognize.

And what about, when you finally get everything out of storage and into your house and you look in your garage and wonder where did all this stuff come from, and what you are we going to do with it?

And then, when the new refrigerator is finally delivered, and you start removing the plastic protective coating, Styrofoam, and tape and you notice that there are little circular stickers on every tray and glass shelf. You struggle to pull one off and read what it says, “Please remove.” It is written in four languages. 

Finally, you are in your new home. You have time to sit, relax, and reflect on this latest move, and all the other moves you made through the years. The memories start flooding in. You remember the dreams you had with each move, you remember the laughter and the tears, you remember the meals you shared with each other and with guests, the conversations you had. Then, you look around your new place, take a deep sigh, and pray: “Lord, thank You for the blessing of this house, and help us fill this home with love, gentleness, kindness, and lots and lots of grace for each other and all who enter our door.” 

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October 24, 2022 – Vol. 26 No. 34

Bob Gilbert (James Robert Gilbert)

Bob “the Rock” Gilbert was the devoted husband to my sister (My Big Sister) for more than fifty years. From my vantage point, he was a great father to their two children and a true servant of the Lord. He was a dedicated worker and well-respected in the community. Bob was a good, good man. I loved and respected him, and I will miss his booming voice, laugh, and presence.       

My first memory of Bob was when started dating my sister and began showing up at our house. He drove a truck for Richie Groceries. I remember thinking, he was so tall and had the biggest Adams Apple I have ever seen. Of course, at that age, I had not seen that many Adams Apples, but I was sure Bob’s was the biggest, and I wondered if mine would ever be that big. 

Later, and probably after they married, when we’d be visiting in their home or ours, he would occasionally pick up a volume from the set of encyclopedias and sit and read it. I remember thinking that he must be smart or bored. Maybe it was both, but I could not imagine why anyone would voluntarily read from an encyclopedia. Through the years I realized that he truly was an intelligent man. 

When I was old enough to ride my bike into town, I often stopped by their house to hang out for a while. I felt right at home. One day I parked my bike in the front yard and bounced up the steps on the porch and in the door. It just so happened that Bob sitting in the room cleaning a handgun. I froze, and in a booming voice that resembled James Earl Jones, I heard, “Boy! Don’t you ever do that again!” I always knocked after that.

With our parents gone, Genia and Bob’s home became the gathering place for a Christmas invasion for the families of the three brothers. People sleeping all over the house, making noise, and eating everything in sight, made the holidays anything but calm and quiet. I suspect there were times when he decided that going to work on cold icy mornings was a welcome respite. We all felt bad for him because of his hearing loss, but Bob may probably saw it as a blessing. 

The image that is indelibly planted in my heart came during a visit not long after Kim and I were married and early in my ministry. It was a quiet Saturday afternoon in their living room when a neighborhood child banged on their door in a panic. The children were playing in the front yard and one of them got hurt. The mother was at work and no adult was at home. Within seconds Genia and Bob down the street, took care of the injured child, bringing comfort and calm in a very tense and potentially dangerous situation. 

I sat in awe as I reflected on the words of a couple of mentors who were trying to guide me along the “right” approach to ministry that included believing and teaching that anyone outside of “our” fellowship had no chance of going to heaven. As I witnessed Genia and Bob being Jesus to those children, I thought, if they are not going to make it, what chance do I have? Gratefully my approach to ministry was different after that afternoon.

Thank you, Bob, for marrying my sister. 

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October 17, 2022 – Vol. 26 No. 33

You May Never Know

I am once again reminded of how important it is to understand that what we see on the surface may not be the complete picture of what is going on in a person’s life. You can assume that what you see is all there is. But you may never know.

A child’s grades drop, and her behavior takes a sudden and dramatic change. You wonder about the cause. You may never know what is going on in her home that might have caused the changes. 

One of your best employees starts showing up late, missing meetings, and becomes distant and apathetic. You may never know what he is facing when he goes home or what he tries but can’t leave behind when comes in from work. 

Your neighbors seemed like the perfect family, but something changed. They seldom spoke and stayed to themselves. You may never know the struggles they’ve been having or the tension that exists on the other side of their front door.  

Every week he comes in a little late and takes a seat on the back pew, then he leaves a little early. You wonder why he does that. You may never know.

We encounter people every day who may be suffering from an illness, going through a breakup or divorce, grieving the loss of a loved one, or living in a house filled with anger, violence, abuse, and sadness. Or maybe they go home to an empty house every night. And you may never know why they act the way they do in public. 

You may never know, that is unless you ask. 

If you ask, they may tell you to mind your own business. Or they may thank you for noticing and ask for your help. They may share the reason for sadness, being standoffish, or why their heart is breaking. They may. But you may never know unless you ask. 

Is there someone you are concerned about, but not sure what’s going on? They may act like they want to be left alone. Or they may be praying that God would send someone to help. You may never know unless you ask. So, maybe you should ask. 

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October 10, 2022 – Vol. 26 No. 32

Keep Silent

The Lord is in his holy temple;
    let all the earth be silent before him. 
Keep silence, keep silence, keep silence before him.

You may have sung those words as a reminder that it is time for a worship service to begin, so quit talking in the foyer and find a seat. There may be a deeper meaning.

If you read Habakkuk, you will find the verse at the end of chapter 2. The book of Habakkuk examines injustice from the experience of a righteous person crying out to God for a remedy. God responds to the prophet: Be patient, observant, and steady in your faith, for my judgment will happen at an appointed time. God’s response allows Habakkuk to rejoice in God’s saving power—even while struggling with a question that every generation asks: Why is evil allowed to thrive? The answer is profound yet dramatic: Trust God because He is both powerful and just. (Faithlife Study Bible)

Singing those words reminded me that we are asking the same question today, why is evil allowed to thrive? Among the responses God suggests to the prophet is to remember that God is in His holy temple and keep silent. There’s more to the warning than just being quiet. It means to be calm and remember the Lord is still in His place. You can trust Him.

Those words are a good reminder for us.

When we hear about the injustice and chaos in our world, remember that the Lord is in His holy temple. Keep silence.

When we are confused and afraid, remember the Lord is in His holy temple, and keep silent.

When we are overwhelmed by fear and anxiety, remember the Lord is in His holy temple, and keep silent.

When loss and disappointment sadden you, remember the Lord is in His holy temple; keep silent.

It was helpful instruction for the prophet and wise instruction for us. 

The Lord is in his holy temple;
    let all the earth be silent before him. 
Keep silence, keep silence, keep silence before him.

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October 3, 2022 – Vol. 26 No. 31

I Just Want to Go Home

I’ve said those words many times. As a child, every time I tried to stay away from home overnight, about the time it started getting dark and I missed my Mama I’d say, “I just want to go home.” Usually, I followed that up with “I have a stomachache.” I said those words when I went to Boy State as a teenager. And I said those words on mission trips to Ukraine during the first forty-eight hours of our trip, and after we had completed most of our mission. 

I’ve heard those words a few times our children were small and one of their overnight guests would get homesick. I’ve heard it when college students were not doing well in their classes, had their hearts broken, or received bad news from home. “I just want to go home.”

I’ve heard from an elderly man who had lived a good life, worked hard, and lost use of most of his physical abilities and bodily functions. With tears in his eyes, he said, “I’m so tired. I don’t want to live like this anymore. I just want to go home.” I’ve heard it from the widow who lost her husband and best friend and now must face life alone. I hear it said when a person has reached the end of life and been told there is nothing left that can be done. “I just want to go home.” And I hear it in the voices of the caregivers who are exhausted from too many hours and too much sickness and death.

I think I read those words in my four-year-old granddaughter’s eyes as she lay in her hospital bed attached to tubes and monitors. I know I saw it in the eyes of my daughter and son-in-law as they prepared for another night in a hospital room. 

I still say it some days when it starts getting dark, I’m tired, feel helpless, and miss my Mama. I just want to go home. 

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September 26, 2022 – Vol. 26 No. 30

Living the Dream

As I entered the facility, I greeted the two ladies behind the desk and asked, “How are you ladies today?” With a less than enthusiastic response, one of them said, “Living the dream.” 

Later that day in a different facility I greeted another group of ladies who were taking a break with, “How are you all today?” One of them quickly answered back, “Just living the dream. Just living the dream.” The others in the group laughed. I told them about the other group, and they laughed again. 

I left wondering about their dream, is it a good dream, a nightmare, or maybe somewhere in between? Are they living their dream, or dreaming about a dream they wish they were living? As I reflected on their somewhat sarcastic response to my question, I appreciated the fact that they believe there is a dream to live. 

We all have a dream that we long to live. At least I hope we do. 

On any given night you can watch multiple talent competition shows where each contestant is hoping to live their dream of being a singer, a dancer, a chef, or a corporate executive power broker. Some dreams come true, and some do not. Every athlete lives the dream of becoming the best. Every team lives the dream of winning the championship. 

Sometimes we live to see our dreams to their happy ever after ending. Unfortunately, sometimes our dreams are cut short, and we are left with the agony of dreams that will never come true.  Then, we must search for another dream.

I’ve had some dreams that have come true, and I watched others fade and die. I’ve let go of some dreams and I’ve revived others. Some were big dreams, some were impossible dreams, and some I learned were not worth pursuing.

Here are a couple of dreams that I believe are still worth pursuing that I am trying to live. 

“…make it your ambition to lead a quiet life: You should mind your own business and work with your hands, just as we told you. (1 Thessalonians 4:11)

He has shown you, O mortal, what is good. And what does the Lord require of you? To act justly and to love mercy and to walk humbly with your God. (Micah 6:8)

When someone asks you how you are doing, I hope you say, “I’m living the dream” and mean it.  

Start living your dream and keep living it. 

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September 19, 2022 – Vol. 26 No. 29

Some Things Do Not Fit Together

Those who know me well know that I tend to like things to be done a certain way. If something does not work or serves no purpose, I am ready to get rid of it. If you move something, put it back where it was. Furniture sometimes needs to be rearranged just to see if it works better in the new location. Recently I’ve noticed a few things that just do not seem to fit together. 

It is sad to see couples eating out and both looking at their cell phones the whole time. 

It is even sadder to see dads having breakfast with their children but being more focused on checking their messages than what their children are saying. 

It is my opinion that men with big bellies should not wear tight jeans.

I do not understand why some people have garages full of stuff and their cars sitting in the driveway. 

It seems strange to see people walking their dogs and yelling at them the whole time. 

I have learned that wearing contact lenses and shedding tears do not work well. 

Maybe the most puzzling and disappointing is when I see followers of Jesus (including me) acting with pride and pursuing power. 

Proverbs 16:18, Pride goes before destruction, a haughty spirit before a fall.

Matthew 23:12, For those who exalt themselves will be humbled, and those who humble themselves will be exalted.

James 4:6, But he gives us more grace. That is why Scripture says: “God opposes the proud but shows favor to the humble.”

James 4:10, Humble yourselves before the Lord, and he will lift you up.

Some things just do not fit together. Most of the inconsistencies that I have mentioned are nothing more than my opinion or preferences. However, if we are trying to live like Jesus, pride, a haughty spirit, and the desire for control and power cannot co-exist. 

We can do better. Let’s do better.

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September 12, 2022 – Vol. 26 No. 28

A Weekend of Remembering

Ours was a weekend of remembering. 

Queen Elizabeth

         Elizabeth became the Queen of England seventy years ago, one year before I was born. Not being a subject of the Queen I have never known the true significance of her role in the world, but I also do not have a memory of the world without the Queen.

9/11

         Like you, I remember exactly where I was when I learned of the planes crashing into the Twin Towers. I remember the shock. I remember the confusion. I remember the sadness. I remember the realization that the world will never be the same.   

Norah 

       It has been a year since we said goodbye to Norah. Friday, September 10, 2021. Over the weekend we gathered in the garden created by her parents and friends in her honor to remember her. I remember almost detail of that day. She lived only seven years, but it is difficult to remember our world before her. A year later it is difficult to accept that she is gone or comprehend our world without her.  

The Lord

       Like many of you, I spent time on Sunday remembering the Lord and what He has done for me, and how much He loves me. I cannot and do not want to, imagine my life without the Lord. Without His presence and guidance, I would not have survived my years on the earth and would not know the life blessed by people and experiences that provide me with the opportunities of remembrance like this past weekend. 

I hope your life provides you with people, places, and events that are worth remembering and enjoying.

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September 5, 2022 – Vol. 26 No. 26

A Refreshing Pause

Some of you noticed I took a break from writing A Norvell Note for a couple of months, some of you didn’t. As I took time to rest from writing and spent time reflecting on life, God reminded me of a few realities that I sometimes ignore.

God reminded me that writing is something that is something I enjoy. 

This is not a discovery, taking a couple of months off reminded me that writing is a blessing, not a burden. I enjoy the challenge, and the reward, of taking thoughts in my head and putting them on paper or a computer screen. Sometimes they are shared, many times they are only for the Lord and me.

God reminded me that writing is something I need to do. If the words help someone else, that’s good. If no one else ever reads my words, that’s okay. I write because I need to write. Writing helps me understand life, gives me occasional insights into who God is, and how He is shaping me to be like His son, and it helps me understand me, the people around me, and the world. 

God reminded me that sometimes I need to take a break. Coca-Cola© once used the phrase “The Pause that Refreshes” to advertise their product. From time to time, we all need to pause, reflect, regroup, and get refreshed. When I experience the rejuvenation, restoration, and refreshment that comes because of time away from the routine makes me wonder why it’s so hard for us to surrender to taking a pause. 

After all, it was Jesus who said, ^“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.” (Matthew 11:28-30)

When was the last time you took a refreshing pause from tasks that you love to do? Maybe you don’t need two months. Maybe you just need an afternoon, or a weekend away?  Maybe you would go crazy if you took a long break, but would the world fall apart if you took a lunch break? Are you weary? Have you lost passion for something you once loved? Maybe you need a refreshing pause.

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