A Devotion May Be Someone's Only Bible

Peace & Presence

The peace we find in the presence of Christ is like crawling under a warm blanket on a cold winter’s day or feeling the soft breeze on a warm spring morning. Seeking after God is a continual process that grows us into a deep and long lasting relationship with Him. Come into His presence and find peace.

Perfect Timing

Suddenly, I realized I was late.

One morning, following a Bible study, I spoke with a group of women on the importance of disciplined, daily, and personal devotions. As I did, I remembered a meeting I had on the other side of town—one for which I was now late.

The Lord calmed my spirit, reminding me He was in control. I needed to trust Him. I finished my discussion and encouraged them to set aside time for their relationship with the Lord. At 12:45, I walked into the next meeting and apologized for being forty-five minutes late. They said, “Oh, no, you’re fifteen minutes early!”

One Sunday morning, I realized—when five hours from home—I was scheduled to be in two meetings that night. I recognized my dilemma as a test, an opportunity to trust God and wait on Him. Ten minutes after pulling my car into the garage, I received a phone call from a friend. When I told him of my conflict, he offered to take care of one of the meetings. An answer to prayer.

On another occasion, I was asked to get an additional player for our Bridge group. During my devotions that morning, I asked God to help me know the right person to call. My phone rang. A member of the group asked if she could play with us, even though she had not signed up. I smiled and said, “Thank you, God!”

God’s timing is always perfect. We think we are in control, fooling ourselves, but God will always lead us in the best way, at the best time, and with no stress.

Relax and enjoy everything in God’s perfect timing.

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Broken People

We toured the orphanage and saw what I expected.

The facility was small with large dormitory-style rooms for both boys and girls. We were touched by the caregivers who did their best to handle over two hundred children. Our hearts raced as we anticipated meeting the boys we hoped to adopt.

The next day found us in court to finalize the adoption. During the hearing, the judge asked each boy if they wanted to be adopted. They both sobbed and nodded. This confirmed my suspicion that we were about to adopt two broken boys.

As I reflected on our sons’ brokenness, I realized all of us are broken in God’s eyes. Unfulfilled dreams? Par for the course. Misbehaviors? Guilty as charged. Rough backgrounds? God knows it all. Nothing takes God by surprise. Knowing how broken I am, I am amazed that God loves me despite my imperfections.

Two forms of brokenness exist. The first is inflicted on us through others’ abuse. The other comes from realizing how we stack up in God’s eyes. While the former can humble us, the latter chooses to show humility before God Almighty. This kind of brokenness is not the expression of a low self-image or a lack of self-confidence (“I am as worthless as dirt!”). Rather, it is accepting God’s assessment of us as sinners.

Our brokenness is the sacrifice God looks for. He does not look for perfect people but for those who know they need a Savior. Brokenness becomes the right starting point for a relationship with Him. He just waits for us to recognize we are incomplete without Him.

When our kids wailed, I knew instinctively what to do—hold them close. God wants us to bring our brokenness to Him. He wants to comfort us because we are His children.

Let God have your brokenness.

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You Were Created for Greatness

“God has an amazing plan for your life,” the leader of the Bible study said. “You were created for greatness.”

A hush fell over the room. Confused faces made it obvious people were evaluating their worth and contribution to the kingdom.

While it’s unlikely that any of us will be the next Billy Graham or Mother Teresa, we still have much to offer and should never take our efforts and acts of service for granted.

Take, for instance, those who have cared for elderly parents. Or those who have raised children with physical or mental disorders. Many grandparents have taken on the responsibility of raising their grandchildren. Others spend their time volunteering at homeless shelters or working with at-risk kids.

But no deed is too small. Think about the folks who offer patience or a genuine smile to a weary salesclerk. Or those who leave a generous tip for a server who has dealt with difficult customers all day with no compensation. Some people never pass a Salvation Army bucket without dropping in a dollar or two, or at least some change.

Greatness, just like anything else, is in the eye of the beholder. The Bible tells us the greatest among you will be the one who always serves others from the heart.

It’s been said we might be the only Bible someone will ever read. What is our life saying? When we have a servant’s heart, the smallest act of kindness can produce the most significant results. God sees and knows our potential. We are here to let our light shine brightly and bless others in whatever way we can.

You, my friend, were created for greatness.

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God Loves

Hogs and birds have taught me a lot about God’s love.

Pappy—my maternal grandfather—raised hogs. And my cousin and I loved nothing more than to roam the hog pens.

One thing we enjoyed was watching a sow birth piglets. When she finished delivering her little ones, she lay still while each piglet rooted for a milk source. If she happened to get into a position where some couldn’t get a teat, their squeals quickly let her know, and she would rearrange herself so all could suck nourishment.

Loving hogs remained in my blood. When I lived in places where I could raise a few hogs, I did. As I reflected on my boyhood memories, I watched again as my sows gave birth, and the piglets rooted for milk. Mom cared for the little ones by feeding them and by guarding them against strangers.

I’ve seen mother birds do the same, but in a different way. For hours and days, Mom sits on eggs, leaving only briefly for food and water. When her young hatch, she makes hundreds of trips, searching for and then bringing the food back for them. Bugs. Worms. The young wait at the nest with mouths open, and she drops her treasure into their open beaks.

Jesus taught about God’s love by appealing to nature. If a single sparrow doesn’t fall to the ground without God knowing about it, then surely He knows about the fortunes and misfortunes we experience.

God’s love is powerful. A sow can turn deadly if her little ones are threatened. So can a mother bird. Although God may not keep us safe from temporal dangers, He ultimately controls what comes into our lives and will protect us eternally in heaven.

God’s love has no end and is repetitious. As long as they are together, sows love their pigs. So do birds. God’s love has no boundaries.

God’s love also leads Him to act on our behalf. As sows and birds provide for the ones they love, so God acts in our best interests. Everything He does helps us accomplish His plan and enjoy the life He has created for us.

If you doubt God’s love, just look at a hog or a bird.

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The Voice

I heard that Voice one evening at a church service where my mother and I went to hear a visiting minister.

A few days before, my grandfather had suffered a stroke that left him unconscious and in critical condition. During the closing prayer, the pastor asked the congregation to think of someone who needed healing. I thought of Granddaddy. Although my faith in God in my teen years was strong, I was looking for a sign that night that God was listening to and cared about me.

As I prayed, I felt a tap on my right shoulder and a presence behind me which said, “Don’t worry. Your grandfather is going to be okay. He is going to wake up and talk and walk around his hospital room.”

I wept with relief and turned to my mother and said, “Granddaddy’s going to be all right.”

My father was at his father’s bedside that evening. When I told him what happened at the service, he gently brushed me aside, clearly doubtful. The next afternoon, I came home from school hoping to hear good news about Granddaddy. And I did. My father called from the hospital. “Macy, you were right. Your grandfather woke up today and talked and got out of bed and walked around the room. He’s going to be all right!”

Taps on the shoulder still get my attention. I have a friend who allows her Bible to fall open to the place where God wants to speak to her that day. One day while preparing for my daily devotion, I thought I’d give her practice a try. My Bible fell open to Isaiah 30, and my eyes rested on verses 20 and 21. I read them over and over, scraping crusty scum off gold. I learn through pain, and the Holy Spirit, my teacher, reveals Himself to me minute by minute. He guides me—with a tap on the shoulder or a whack across my back.

In the middle of adversity and affliction, God speaks. He points the way and gives us hope through voices of faithful servants who have gone before us. I will continue to listen to the Holy Spirit’s voice and believe. 

Make it a point to listen to the Holy Spirit’s voice daily.

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