Gods math: Five plus two…. equals 5000 remainder 12

5+2= 5000 remainder 12

Mark Batterson is one of my favorite authors… I’ve read nearly every book he’s written… I am currently ready his book Double Blessing… and have certainly been doubly blessed by it. In this book, he talks of being blessed by God so that we can bless others… which is the double blessing.

The Biblical account of the loaves and fishes miracles tells how Jesus was preaching and a crowd had gathered to listen. They were getting hungry so Jesus asked if there was any food. A small boy had five small fish and two small loaves of bread, barely enough to feed the boy let alone the crowd. Yes they asked this little boy for his lunch… and yet he gave up his lunch, not knowing what was going to happen. He gave his lunch willingly, and Jesus multiplied its blessing… not only did it feed the crowd, but the leftovers filled 12 baskets! That was more than the five fish and two loaves would have had in the first place!

Only Gods math could work this way!

Those who haven’t seen Gods miracles have a limited perspective… as Jesus’ disciples did when Jesus asked if anyone had any food to feed the crown that had gathered. They could hardly conceive of feeding the crowd, let alone having leftovers!

Yet when God blesses something, He makes way where we, with limited vision, never thought possible.

Can you identify miracles in your life that could only have happened by God’s blessing? I sure can! Take some time today to think about miracles, both small and big, that you’ve seen in your life. If you think you haven’t seen any, try changing your perspective. If you find it difficult to change your perspective, ask God to reveal His miracles in your life to you… and let that be the first one!

Be blessed today, my friends!



Change changes, nothing but changes. Changes abound and changes confound. Change causes anxiety and change exhilarates…

Sometimes change is welcome… sometimes sneaks up on us unsuspecting like a thug… sometimes we seek change and sometimes we run from change.

2020 has been such an odd year if I welcomed and uncontrolled change… and it’s changed all of us somehow.

As we close a bad year and being a new, I consider some of these changes, and I am concerned that if we do nothing, we are changed forever.

Whether we agree or not, we are experiencing a cultural change brought on by the corona virus. This “social distancing”, which we implemented as a means of saving people physically, has, in my opinion, has had a tremendous negative impact to our overall mental health.

In the very beginning of this pandemic, I expressed my concern that the restrictions being imposed will have a far greater impact to our society than the virus itself. It’s not that I don’t have a healthy respect for the virus and the people who have struggled with it, but I believe we have turned ourselves upside down. We are withdrawing from one another, more concerned about whether the stranger we passed not wearing a mask might be contagious than to smile at them and brighten their day…

Political opinions and virus opinions have literally split families and friends. Social media is a literal hotbed of social bullying, showing the ugly side of humanity.

Perhaps we have to work extra hard to show care… perhaps that change needs to start from me… from you… toward others who are seeing this withdrawn society

People don’t look each other in the eye anymore… and neighbors are turning each other in for “violating the rules”

My hope in our society diminishes, but I am reminded that my hope is built on nothing less that. Jesus blood and righteousness!

My prayer is for hearts to be changed to seek Him who creates real change… hearts changed for eternity. My prayer is that our nation will return to God…

We need to be the change we hope to see. It’s time fir us to stand and direct the change we need. He is rising up warriors… change agents… are you one of them? Are you prepared?

In Him


Today’s Psalm 010621

Oh Lord my God…

When I in awesome wonder

Consider all thy hands have made….

I see the stars. I hear the rolling thunder,

Thy power throughout the universe displayed…

Lord, You are my God… and I am Your child. everything I have has been given to you by Your hand… everything I have done is by Your grace. I’ve seen Your power through miracles unfolded right before very eyes. You’ve forgiven me from unspeakable sin and found favor with me… as undeserving as I am. You’ve brought healing where it was believed impossible… provided paths through red seas of my life… You alone are worthy of my praise. I humbly lay myself down and ask You to use me.

Forgive me when I fail, and help me to seek Your righteousness… let Your light shine through me for others to swe

Guide and direct my steps and decisions, that I might be used to bring the Good news to others.

Protect me from evil, and from the wicked schemes of man, that your sovereign will prevails. Let us reach as many people as we can for Your glory and kingdom before Your wrath is poured out.

Prepare hearts to receive your salvation, and give me words and opportunity to share Your message.

You are preparing me. I feel it in my soul. Let me be obedient to Your calling. Reveal Your full calling and give me courage to follow wherever You are leading.

Truly Yours…



For the past two years, I have challenged myself to pick a word of the year to help focus my relationship with God. In 2019, I chose WAIT… as in “wait for the Lord”… ironically, that was a banner year for tremendous answers to long term prayers for me… along with tremendous spiritual growth and dependence on God.

In 2020, my word was PRAY, which turned out to be extremely important, and in some circumstances of 2020, was literally the only thing I COUlD do! My prayer life was literally transformed as I learned to spend hours in intentional prayer as well as plain and simple talks with Jesus throughout my whole day.

The word I choose for 2021 is PREPARE. I do believe God is cultivating warriors for His kingdom and we need to be prepared. I don’t yet fully know how to prepare, nor do I fully understand the mission for which I am preparing. I only know that God has a plan and a purpose for my life… and that His ultimate purpose is that we go and make disciples for Him. I am preparing to do that.

Below are a few phrases I thought of when the word prepare came to my mind… over the next few weeks I plan to explore those and others as I prepare for whatever God has planned.

Let every heart Prepare Him room

Prepare for battle

Prepare for visitors

Prepare for take-off

Prepare for landing

Lord, prepare me to be a sanctuary

I can think of no better way to begin preparing than spending time in His word. For the past 62 weeks, I have been using an ap on my phone to do a study of the Bible through Pastor John Stoper of the Christian Missionary Alliance church. It is called Mission 119. I spend time reading scripture each morning through a guided tour of the Bible, and then listen to a 10-15 minute sermonette by pastor Stoper. I have learned an incredible amount over the past year, particularly in the Old Testament, which I now find fascinating. It is an awesome way to start my day, focused on exactly the right thing…. my Lord and Savior.

My wish for all of you is that you would also begin preparing yourselves for whatever God has planned for you.

May you be blessed today, my friends.

Happy New Year!


My grace

Paul, a servant of the Lord…

Paraphrasing…. In 2 Corinthians, Paul, arguably one of the most dedicated servants for the Lord writes about the thorn in his flesh…, “I’ve prayed three times that you’d remove the thorn from my side… You haven’t… Instead You say “my Grace is sufficient for you””.

What is sufficient? What is grace, that it would be sufficient to bear the thorn in Paul’s side?

Do you have a thorn that the lord hasn’t removed? Is His grace sufficient for you to keep going and doing what you believe He’s called you to do?

Will you trust Him no matter what? Paul did.

Be blessed today, my friends.



Sometimes God moments come in unexpected ways…. at times when you need them most.

This morning, I brushed the snow off of my car that accumulated on our white Christmas Day. The day itself brought mixed emotions for a variety of reasons, and I found myself a bit down today.

As I ran some errands, i realized there was an annoying little piece of ice stuck in my windshield wiper blade, and as luck would have it, it was just above my line of sight. At a red light, while stopped in traffic on a busy road, I put my window down and grabbed the wiper blade as it swooped over. I’ve done it many times before just to smack it off the windshield and dislodge the ice. Today, with temps around 18 degrees F, the plastic on the blade broke. I thought, “goodness, what now?” as the light turned green. I drove about a quarter of a mile and glanced to my right and saw Advanced Auto Parts… so I pulled in. I parked right in front of the window which had a sign that read “we sell and install wipers”. Perfect.

I parked the car and went inside. There was a man at the counter in front of me, and mid sale, he left the register to get something else. “Can I help you?” A female voice asked from the next register over. Immediately I recognized the voice, and the eyes beyond her mask.

“Jenny!?” I said, behind my mask. A bit surprised, I pulled my mask down so she could see my face as I said my name. A huge grin came over her face as she stepped out from behind the counter and gave me a big old bear hug. Tears welled up in my eyes. I hadn’t seen Jenny for years. She came briefly to the church I attended, while trying to get her life back together.

She quickly introduced me to her coworker, who gave me the store discount on a new wiper and installed it for me while Jenny and I exchanged pleasantries.

Jenny and I grew up in the same neighborhood and hung out together as early teens. She came from a rather large but somewhat dysfunctional family and got herself into drugs and alcohol at a young age.

“How are you??” I asked, knowing that the last time I had seen her she wasn’t doing great. “Eighteen years sober!” She said, confidently. “And I never miss a meeting.. (referring to AA). My mom asked me why I still go to them and I tell her I love them. I see people there who are skittish, just like I was when I first went…. and they need me… they need to know they can do it. It was AA meetings and God that got me sober.”

Tears flowed freely as I told her how proud I was of her. We talked a bit more about where she was living and our families, etc before we said goodbye. I was always fond of Jenny.

On my way out, she came to the door to tell me to tell our Pastor she said Hello.

I will indeed.

Good is good. All the time.

Be blessed,

Thank you, Lord, for showing me a ray of sunshine in a gloomy day. There IS hope for tomorrow.


Keep praying

2020… my word of the year is pray… could not have been a more appropriate word for a world so turned upside down by pandemic and fear, deceit and corruption. God is present in all of it, and His Sovereign plan will unfold, exactly as he intended.

As we prepare for a Christmas, a time to celebrate the Saviors birth, let us not forget to prepare our hearts and make room for Him in our lives.

Be blessed my friends.


Stand too close?

“If you stand too close to Christ, those who hate Him will also hate you” Pastor Stoper

Matthew 10: Whoever acknowledges me before my Father in Heaven

The lines will be drawn between good and evil, God and Godlessness. You and I will have to decide where we will be.

I’ve been doing a study with Pastor Stoper for the past year and have learned a tremendous amount, deepened my faith and my knowledge of the Bible.

I would think it’s not possible to stand too close to God…. but truthfully, Pastor Stoper is right… there will be people who hate you just because of the Christ for whom you stand.

When Christ returns, I want to be found faithful to His calling. I want to stand as close as I can. How about you?

I dare say that most bible believing people want the comfort of knowing Christ but aren’t willing to take the pressure when the persecution gets tough. I pray the Holy Spirit will continue to guide and strengthen those that He is calling to be warriors for His Names sake.

Be blessed today, my friends.



My heart is breaking… my oldest daughter is a kindergarten teacher… and one of her functions is to facilitate online teaching in our district which employs a hybrid model (some on line and some in classroom teaching due to the pandemic)

Yesterday, she was helping a student well call “Joey” with his online work and then a test. As they began to take the test, his mother came to help him. Not realizing his mic had not been muted, his mother began to hurl four letter words at him, exasperated with having to help him read words he was struggling to read. My heart was broken as my daughter recounted the events, and I just wanted to run to Joey and hug him and tell him God has a plan for his life.

Similarly, one of our piano instructors let me know she had to reschedule lessons because she was dealing with a crisis. She is a counselor in the day, and teaches in the evening. One of the kid she counsels attacked his foster parent and she was involved in trying to calm the aituation

At the beginning g of this pandemic, I expressed that my concern for the societal effects of this situation far exceed the effects of the disease itself. This is a reality that many people are blind to… while we’re masking up and sanitizing our hands, we’re beginning to look at others with one eyebrow raised, judging by them for the way in which they are dealing (or not) with the risk of virus. With our masks on, we no longer “look” people in their eye… and move coldly through the market, picking up only that which is essential.

Advertisements flood our minds with slogans like “be home, be safe”, which assumes everyone’s home is as safe as those making the mandates. Sadly, however, this is not necessarily the case.

Suicide rate in Japan has quadrupled…. anxiety is through the roof. We are living in unprecedented times but times of darkness.

In this Christmas season. I want to share the reason for my hope. It’s not in a vaccine, or in a new president. It’s not in my security. It’s in my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ, who came to this earth to bring hope and light to a dark world. It is through Him throat we can find peace amid chaos.

I prayed for Joey this morning, and for his mom… that they would find peace this Christmas… the peace that comes from the Father. I pray for all of the Joeys out there today, struggling with the stresses of this day.

Christ has been born! Alleluia and amen. He has come to heal the broken.

Broken and yours,