Monthly Archives: January 2026

Well-Dressed Sinners

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Exodus 28-29

I will admit I don’t totally understand all the symbolism in these chapters about the priesthood. But I accept the fact it all points to Jesus. So today, as I read I was first of all struck by what must have been the beauty of Aaron’s priestly garments.

From the turban with the gold medallion, to the engraved precious stones, down to the hem of his robe, every inch was a work of art. The colors, the gold, the embroidery work made this a one-of-a-kind garment, costly in both money and man-hours to create it according to God’s instructions.

If I were Aaron I’d be afraid I’d mess it up by either spilling my coffee or stepping on the hem and ripping it. I think of a nervous bride on her wedding day, wanting to present a perfect image to her husband. No pressure.

But then, and this is the second thing that stood out to me as I read these chapters today, God told Moses to take some of the blood from the sacrificed animal and throw it on that priceless garment! Blood. You know you can’t get blood stains out. We’re talking permanent blood stains on that beautiful, perfect, clean robe!

And here’s where I see Jesus. It wasn’t about the robe. It was about the blood. It was always about the blood. It still is.

Sometimes I think we put on our priestly robes – church attendance, good deeds, good intentions – and think we’re golden. We think we are fit for service. We think we please God. But without the blood, we are nothing more than well-dressed sinners.

My prayer is that today, we will begin by not only being sprinkled, but washed in the blood of Jesus. May we lay our sins at the foot of the cross and wear the stains of Jesus’ blood proudly and loudly. Never forget the blood that washes our sins. Never forget that without the blood there is no forgiveness.

Thank God for the blood!

The Lord is my Banner

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Exodus 16-18

Sports enthusiasts are gearing up for the 2026 Winder Olympics in Italy. In just a couple weeks, hundreds of athletes who have sacrificed, trained, pushed themselves beyond their limits, will be competing under the banner of a country they identify with, a country they will represent on the world’s stage.

You won’t have to guess what country they are competing for. They will be wearing the colors of that nation’s flag. They will be holding or walking behind a very large banner with the name of that country printed proudly for all the world to see.

One of the names of God, given by Moses, is The Lord is my Banner. “Let there be no mistake,” Moses is saying, “God is our everything. He is the One for whom we fight, the One who has our loyalty, the One we identify with and honor.”

I have to ask myself what is written on my banner. Could it be my own name? Maybe the name of my family, or my career. Might “VICTIM” be displayed, or “HEALTH AND WEALTH?”

The questions I’m asking myself are, who or what has the majority of my attention, the bulk of my effort, the focus of my life? Is God my everything, or just another thing? If I am identified with The Lord, do I honor Him with my words and actions? Do I represent Him on the world’s stage with honesty and integrity?

I want to display The Lord is my Banner loudly and proudly, understanding that means I represent Him on the job, in my family, with my thoughts and in every choice I make.

People are going to be watching the Olympic athletes both on and off the competition field. They are going to be judging countries by the performance and behavior of the athletes wearing their colors. Will they measure up to the expectations of the country under whose banner they compete? Will they enhance the reputation of that country, or will they be a black mark against it?

People watch you, too, both in church and outside the walls of your church. They will be judging God by your performance and behavior. I pray we who call ourselves Christians, who march behind the The Lord is my Banner, will represent the Lord in a manner worthy of Him.

Let’s pray for each other, as we together proudly display The Lord is my Banner.

Pharaoh’s Hard Heart

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Exodus 7-12

I know there are people who get stuck on the fact that God hardened Pharaoh’s heart. “How fair is that?” they ask. “Doesn’t sound like a loving God.” I confess I see their point on the surface.

But then I read in God’s own words what happened and I”m not so quick to throw God under the bus.

Did you know it wasn’t until the sixth plague that we read, “God hardened…?” Throughout the first five plagues Pharaoh presented a hard heart toward God of his own making. His rejection of God was planted in cement long before we read God had anything to do with it.

Yes, in plagues 6-10 it’s clear that God did the hardening. But He didn’t harden a heart that was seeking Him, or tender toward Him. In fact, these words found elsewhere in Scripture – “He gave them over…” come to mind.

I believe what we see here in these plagues is a God who is patient, slow to anger, abounding in love, not willing that any should perish but that all will come to Him. He gave Pharaoh multiple chances to obey. God is patient, but He will not let the guilty go unpunished.

If you tell yourself you’ll live life on your own terms right now, then surrender to God when you are older, please hear me. Every day you reject God your heart grows harder and harder. Surrendering to God later isn’t going to be easier than it is today. In fact, it’s the rejection of God that gets easier.

If God is telling you today is the day of salvation, believe HIm. It won’t be easier tomorrow. And surrendering to God is what makes this life worthwhile!

Pray Anyway

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Genesis 22-24

The man prayed. And before he said “Amen,” the answer to his prayer was right in front of him. Now, you might say Rebekah went to the well every night at that time. Must be a coincidence, right?

Not at all. To prove this was more than a happy accident, God gave Rebekah the exact words the man prayed.

This was a direct answer to prayer.

I talked to my sister this morning before I read these chapters in Genesis. I love God’s timing. She told me that she and her daughter had taken two cross necklaces to a jeweler. They needed a chain for one of the crosses, and the chain for the other one repaired. The owner of the store explained that their business was struggling so they no longer did repairs, and they didn’t have what they were looking for. So my sister picked up the boxes from the counter and returned to their car.

My niece said she would take the necklaces to another jeweler at a later time, so they headed back home. My sister sat in the passenger seat, holding the two boxes. When they pulled into my niece’s garage, her mom handed her the boxes, got into her own car and headed home. At least that what my sister remembered happening.

Later, my niece asked her mom if she had the necklaces. My sister reminded her that she had given the boxes to her. I think both mom and daughter doubted the memory of the other at this point. And neither was 100% sure their own memory was correct.

My niece and her husband have a security camera in their garage, so she looked at the video and watched her mom hand her the boxes, watched herself take those boxes into the house. Mystery solved. Well, kind of. Now she knew they got into the house. But where were they now?

She started looking everywhere. Then, when she didn’t find them, she looked again. When her husband got home, he looked. For two days they searched. I’m pretty sure there isn’t an inch in the whole house that wasn’t uncovered. Still, no jewelry boxes.

My sister, seeing how upset her daughter was after days of frantic search, prayed. “God, please help her find those boxes.”

About that time, my niece wondered if she had somehow put them in the trash. But the trash was at the street ready for pick-up. She hurried to the curb and pulled out three bags. She figured the top two bags had been filled after the jewelry went missing. So she opened the third bag and there – on the top – were the missing boxes!

An answer to prayer, or a coincidence?

Sometimes we seem to think there are some things we should just handle on our own. It’s such a little problem, we don’t want to bother God. He’s a busy guy. So we try this, then that, we search here, then there. And finally, we pray.

Friend, let me encourage you to pray. Not as a last resort, but may prayer be our first line of defense. The man’s answered prayer in the chapters we read today in Genesis, and my sister’s testimony today ought to remind us that God answers prayer. God delights in answering our prayers. We have not because we ask not.

These two examples aren’t necessarily about getting a wife for Isaac or finding two valuable pieces of jewelry. Both these examples point to a God who is intimately involved in the lives of his children. This is about a God who answers prayer. Yes, I know not all prayers are answered in this same way. Some prayers are answered with a “No,” or a “Wait.”

Pray anyway. Then trust the Lord to answer your prayer in exactly the way He knows is best. And when you get an answer to prayer… shout it from the rooftops. Or tell it to a sister who might put it in a blog and into cyberspace.

And may God be glorified when we pray.

Should I Make My Child Go To Church?

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Genesis 19-21

Lot didn’t leave Sodom willingly. He hesitated, so the angels took him by the hand and led him, his wife, and daughters out of the city about to be destroyed by God. Why the hesitation? Did they doubt the seriousness of the angels’ message? Did they doubt these men were really even angels? Were they so intrenched in this sinful lifestyle of Sodom they didn’t want to let go of it? Or maybe they thought, “it can’t be that bad. I can handle whatever comes?”

Whatever the reason for the hesitation, it’s evident that Lot and his family took their sin with them when they were forced to leave Sodom. They’d heard the truth. They knew judgment was coming. They left, albeit reluctantly. But they didn’t repent. They changed their address, but they didn’t change their hearts.

I think there are some parents who might feel like those angels every Sunday morning when they have to take their hesitant (or even rebellious) children by the hand and drag them to church. Sometimes they might wonder if it’s worth it.

It’s worth it.

First let me say good for you for fighting that battle every week. Don’t give in. Don’t let your kids “decide” for themselves. Be the parent. No one said it was going to be easy. Keep battling. Their eternal souls are worth it. It’s your responsibility to train them up in the way they should go.

But I must warn you, even though you probably already know the truth of it. Simply getting your children to church doesn’t guarantee their salvation. Along with attending church, you’ve got to pray that God would break through their resistance until they humble themselves and believe, until they turn from their sin and follow Jesus willingly themselves.

I pray that you are modeling what it means to be a Christian, and not just on Sundays. I pray your children recognize the Fruit of the Spirit in you – love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self control. I pray they see you reading your Bible, hear you talking about it, and watching how you choose holiness.

I pray that when you fail, when you sin, they’ll see what it means to humble yourself, repent, ask for forgiveness, and/or forgive another.

So if your question is “should I make my kid go to church?” I would say the answer is, “yes.” (Ok. Not just any church. A Bible believing, truth teaching fellowship of faith. Please be careful). And only if you go to church with them.

Dear One, there is more to raising Christian children than getting them to church. Let’s learn from Lot’s experience and take it a step or two further than getting them through the doors (or out of the “city”). Be the Christian you want your children to be.

I’m praying for you.

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Ok, so yesterday after posting this I was scrolling through Instagram and heard a young preacher talking about this exact topic. They, of course, take their children to church every Sunday. But he and his wife take it a step further. They want their children not only learn about going to church, they want their children to learn to BE THE CHURCH.

Which reminded me a family with three boys who are members of our church. Our church has a Wednesday night family dinner before Bible Study and youth activities. Every Wednesday we get together and enjoy a meal together. Sometimes 50, sometimes 80 family members strong. It really is a special church family time.

But here’s what made me think about this family. The parents prompted the boys to go around to those who are finished with their meals and offer to take their empty plates to the trash. These boys all under 10 years old, clear the tables of the trash, put silverware in the tray for cleaning. These boys are learning to be servants and I will tell you they do it with smiles on their faces.

So yes, take your children to church on Sunday. But I would encourage you to not leave it there. Show them what it means to be the Church. I think that is one way you can teach them in the way they should go, to make going to church more than a habit, so that when they are older they will not depart from it. They are the future Church!

Choose Light

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Genesis 4-7

I love that when God inspired the written Word He brought receipts. Here listed are names of real people who lived on earth in real time. Here are the details of a world-wide flood the fact of which is still being discovered by scientists today. Here is revealed the heart of God who loves and blesses His creation, but who will not let the guilty go unpunished. Here is the God who will have the last word.

And here is the God who promised the Savior, who provides the ark, who shelters His children, and defeats death.

We don’t like to talk about absolutes these days, but that doesn’t mean they don’t exist. There is good and there is evil. There is blessing and there is judgment. There is life and there is death. There is black and there is white.

Some people don’t want to believe in the Biblical account of the flood. They say things like it’s a parable, fiction, a nice story to teach a moral lesson. Others of us believe every word to be true, down to the smallest detail, that Noah was a real man with real sons who built a real ark that saved them from a really BIG flood.

I’ve heard it said that atheists believe Christianity is a fable made up by people who are afraid of the dark. Christians know that atheism is a fable made up by people afraid of the light.

There is dark and there is light.

I’m going to be reading through the Bible again this year. Our church is going cover to cover together, and I hope you’ll join us. Let’s read every word, learn every lesson, grow in grace and knowledge as we look at this precious Book every single day of 2026.

Whether or not you are a believer, I challenge you to open up a Bible and let God reveal the light. Then, I pray we will all…

choose the light!