That’s my Child…

Mat 11:28, 29 “Come unto Me all you labor and are heavy laden,
and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you and learn of Me;
for I am meek and lowly of heart: and you shall find rest unto your souls.”

That’s my Child

I was watching some little kids play soccer.  These
kids were only five or six years old, but they were
playing a real game — a serious game. Two teams,
complete with coaches, uniforms, and parents.  I didn’t
know any of them, so I was able to enjoy the game without
the distraction of being anxious about winning or losing.
I wished the parents and coaches could have done the same.

The teams were pretty evenly matched.  I will just
call them Team One and Team Two.  Nobody scored in the first
period.  The kids were hilarious. They were clumsy and
terribly inefficient.  They fell over their own feet, they
stumbled over the ball, they kicked at the ball and missed
it but they didn’t seem to care.  They were having fun.

In the second quarter, the Team One coach pulled out
what must have been his first team and put in the scrubs,
except for his best player who now guarded the goal. The
game took a dramatic turn.  I guess winning is important
even when you’re five years old, because the Team Two coach
left his best players in, and the Team One scrubs were no
match for them.

Team Two swarmed around the little guy who was now the
Team One goalie.  He was an outstanding athlete, but he was
no match for three or four who were also very good.  Team Two
began to score. The One goalie gave it everything he had,
recklessly throwing his body in front of incoming balls,
trying valiantly to stop them.

Team Two scored two goals in quick succession. It
infuriated the young boy.  He became a raging maniac —
shouting, running, diving.  With all the stamina he could
muster, he covered the boy who now had the ball, but that
boy kicked it to another boy twenty feet away, and by the
time he repositioned himself, it was too late — they scored
a third goal.

I soon learned who the goalie’s parents were.  They
were nice, neat-looking people.  I could tell that his dad had
just come from the office – he still had his suit and tie on.
They yelled encouragement to their son.  I became totally
absorbed, watching the boy on the field and his parents on the

After the third goal, the little kid changed.  He could
see it was no use, he couldn’t stop them.  He didn’t quit, but
he became quite desperate, futility was written all over him.
His father changed, too.  He had been urging his son to try
harder, yelling advice and encouragement.  But then he changed.
He became anxious.  He tried to say that it was okay — to hang
in there.  He grieved for the pain his son was feeling.

After the fourth goal, I knew what was going to happen.
I’ve seen it before.  The little boy needed help so badly, and
there was no help to be had.  He retrieved the ball from the net
and handed it to the referee and then he cried. He just stood
there while huge tears rolled down both cheeks.  He went to his
knees and put his fists to his eyes — and he cried the tears of
the helpless and brokenhearted.

When the boy went to his knees, I saw the father start
onto the field.  His wife clutched his arm and said, “Jim, don’t.
You’ll embarrass him.”  But he tore loose from her and ran onto
the field.  He wasn’t supposed to — the game was still in progress.
Suit, tie, dress shoes and all, he charged onto the field, and he
picked up his son so everybody would know that this was his boy,
and he hugged him and held him and cried with him. I’ve never been
so proud of a man in my life.

He carried him off the field, and when he got close to the
sidelines I heard him say, “Scotty, I’m so proud of you. You were
great out there.  I want everybody to know that you are my son.”

“Daddy,” the boy sobbed, “I couldn’t stop them.  I tried,
Daddy, I tried and tried, and they scored on me.”

“Scotty, it doesn’t matter how many times they scored on
you. You’re my son, and I’m proud of you.  I want you to go back
out there and finish the game.  I know you want to quit, but you
can’t.  And, son, you’re going to get scored on again, but it
doesn’t matter.  Go on now.”

It made a difference – I could tell it did. When you’re
all alone, and you’re getting scored on — and you can’t stop them,
it means a lot to know that it doesn’t matter to those who love you.
The little guy ran back on to the field — and they scored two more
times but it was okay.

I get scored on every day.  I try so hard.  I recklessly
throw my body in every direction.  I fume and rage, I struggle
with temptation and sin with every ounce of my being — and satan
laughs.  And he scores again, and the tears come, and I go to my
knees — sinful, convicted, and helpless.

And my Father–my Father–rushes right out onto the field —
right in front of the whole crowd — the whole jeering, laughing
world and He picks me up, and He hugs me and He says,
“Child, I love and forgive you.

I want everybody to know that you are my child, and because
I control the outcome of this game, I declare you – Forgiven.”

I John 1:9 “If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just to forgive us our sins.”
James 4:7 “Submit yourselves therefore unto God, resist the devil, and he will flee from you.”

Mother’s Day….

I Cor 13:1 “If I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love,

I am become sounding brass, or a clanging cymbal”

Mother’s Day

I can read bedtime stories till the cow jumps over the moon and sing

“Ten Little Monkeys” until I want to call the doctor–but if I don’t

have love, I’m as annoying as a ringing phone.


I can chase a naked toddler through the house while cooking dinner and

listening to voice mail, I can fix the best cookies and Kool-Aid in the

neighborhood, and I can tell a sick child’s temperature with one touch

of my finger, but if I don’t have love, I am nothing.


Love is patient while watching and praying by the front window when it’s

30 minutes past curfew.


Love is kind when my teen says, “I hate you!”


It does not envy the neighbors’ swimming pool or their brand-new mini

van, but trusts the Lord to provide every need.


Love does not brag when other parents share their disappointments and

insecurities and love rejoices when other families succeed.


It doesn’t boast, even when I’ve multi-tasked all day long and my

husband can’t do more than one thing at a time.


Love is not rude when my spouse innocently asks, “What have you done



It does not immediately seek after glory when we see talent in our

children, but encourages them to get training and make wise choices.


It is not easily angered, even when my 15-year-old acts like the world

revolves around her.


It does not delight in evil (is not self-righteous) when I remind my

17-year-old that he’s going 83 in a 55-mph zone, but rejoices in the truth.


Love does not give up hope. It always protects our children’s

self-esteem and spirit, even while doling out discipline.


It always trusts God to protect our children when we cannot.


It always perseveres, through blue nail polish, burps and other bodily

functions, rolled eyes and crossed arms, messy rooms and sleep-overs.


Love never fails. But where there are memories of thousands of diaper

changes and painful labor(s), they will fade away.


Where there is talking back, it will (eventually) cease. (Please, Lord?)


Where there is a teenager who thinks she knows everything, there will

one day be an adult who knows you did your best.


For we know we fail our children, and we pray they don’t end up in

therapy, but when we get to heaven, our imperfect parenting will

disappear. (Thank you, God!)


When we were children, we needed a parent to love and protect us.


Now that we’re parents ourselves, we have a heavenly Father who adores,

shelters us and holds us when we need to cry.


I Cor 13:13 “But now abideth faith, hope, love, these three; and the greatest of these is love.”

The Bible or the TV YOU CHOOSE…

II Tim 2:15 “Study to show yourself approved to God, a worker
that does not need to be ashamed, rightly dividing the word of truth.”

Joshua 24:15 “But if you refuse to serve the Lord, then choose today whom you will serve. Would you prefer the gods your ancestors served beyond the Euphrates? Or will it be the gods of the Amorites (Americans) in whose land you now live? But as for me and my family, we will serve the Lord.”

“Side By Side, you choose”

They lay on the table side by side
The Holy Bible and the T.V. remote.
One is well worn and cherished with pride.
Not the Bible, but the T.V. remote.
One is used daily to help folks decide.
No, not the Bible, but the T.V. remote.
As the pages are turned, what shall they see?
Oh, what does it matter, turn on the T.V.
So they open the book in which they confide.
No, not the Bible, but the T.V. remote.

The Word of God is seldom read.
Maybe a verse before they fall into bed
Exhausted and sleepy and tired as can be.
Not from reading the Bible, from watching T.V.
So then back to the table side by side,

Lay the Holy Bible and the T.V.
No time for prayer, no time for the Word,
The plan of Salvation is seldom heard.
But forgiveness of sin, so full and free
is found in the Bible, not on T.V.

Here is great passage to keep in mind when viewing the TV, your computer, thinking of a movie, listening to radio…..

Philip. 4:8 “Finally, brethren, whatsoever things are true,
whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just,
whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely,
whatsoever things are of good report; if there be any virtue,
and if there be any praise, think on these things.”

Spiritual Food for the Soul…

Are you spiritually hungry or spiritually starving this morning? There is only One place to go to be filled, spiritually.

Spiritual Food for the soul…

Isaiah 40:11 “He shall feed His flock like a shepherd, He shall gather the lambs with His arm, and carry them in His bosom, and shall gently lead…”

If you are a child of the King (born again) as an indicator that you are one of His you will…

I Pet 2:2 “As newborn babes, desire the pure milk of the word that you may grow thereby…”

So, do you desire to know God’s word?

Along with the desire comes the command to study God’s word. Which only makes sense being as it is our one source of truth that we can trust.

II Tim 2:15 “Study to show yourselves approved to God, a worker who does not need to be ashamed, rightly dividing the word of truth.”

What areas of my life is God’s word beneficial for?
II Tim 3:16,17  “All scripture is inspired by God and profitable for
teaching, for reproof, for correction, for training in righteousness; so
that the man of God may be adequate, equipped for every good work.”


If you do not have the desire you may not be one of His children. Not everyone who says to God that they are one of His truly are one of His. Check out the gospel of John…

Matt 7:21-23 “Not everyone who says to Me, ‘Lord, Lord,’ shall enter the kingdom of heaven, but he who does the will of My Father in heaven. Many will say to Me in that day, ‘Lord, Lord, have we not prophesied in Your name, cast out demons in Your name, and done many wonders in Your name?’ And then I will declare to them, ‘I never knew you; depart from Me, you who practice lawlessness!’

 Romans 8:9 “But you are not in the flesh but in the Spirit, if indeed the Spirit of God dwells in you. Now if anyone does not have the Spirit of Christ, he is not His.”

John 3:3 “For truly I say unto you, except a man is born again he cannot
enter the Kingdom of God.”

And then go to the King of Kings and Lord of Lords to be fed!!!!!!!!!!!

John 3:16-18 “For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting life. 17 For God did not send His Son into the world to condemn the world, but that the world through Him might be saved. 18 He who believes in Him is not condemned; but he who does not believe is condemned already, because he has not believed in the name of the only begotten Son of God”

Mat 11:28 “Come unto Me all you that labor and are heavy laden, and I
will give you rest…”