Is God Great or What?!?


I hope you are not tired of hearing my God stories because He is one of my favourite topics. This came my way yesterday and is too good not to share:

  • When God Sends You Help, Don’t Ask Questions
     She hurried to the pharmacy to get medication, got back to her car and found that she had locked her keys inside.  The woman found an old rusty coat hanger left on the ground.  She looked at it and said, “I don’t know how to use this.” She bowed her head and asked God to send her some help. Within 5 minutes a beat-up old motorcycle pulled up, driven by a bearded man who was wearing an old biker skull rag.  He got off of his cycle and asked if he could help.  She said:  “Yes, my daughter is sick. but I’ve locked my keys in my car.  I must get home.  Please, can you use this hanger to unlock my car?”He said, “Sure.”  He walked over to the car, and in less than a minute, the car door was open.  She hugged the man and through tears, softly said, “Thank you, God, for sending me such a very nice man.” The man heard her little prayer and replied, “Lady, I am not a nice man.  I just got out of prison yesterday; I was in prison for car theft.”  The woman hugged the man again, sobbing, “Oh, thank you, God!  You even sent me a professional.” Is God great or what!?!                  

Not an Easy Road


We all know of the heartbreaking death of George Floyd on May 25th. Whatever his past deeds, this cruel and callous end to his life was not warranted. It has not been an easy road for George and his people and the road ahead will not be easy, but all of us can be a part of justice and world change by keeping the picture of Mr. Floyd’s brutal death alive in our hearts and minds. This atrocity should never again touch a black life, or any life for that matter. Peace be with you.

“You have heard that it was said to the people long ago, ‘You shall not murder, and anyone who murders will be subject to judgment.’ Matthew 5:21. 

Happiness With Help


When it’s hard to be happy while living with chronic pain or receiving sad news, God offers this:

“I will strengthen you, I will help you. I will uphold you with my victorious right hand.” Isaiah 41:10

Happy Sunday

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Help Yourself


There are those who ask for help and when it comes they turn it down. It really hurts to see this happen and makes the people offering help frustrated in their attempts. It reminds me of the story of the drowning man:

A fellow was stuck on his rooftop in a flood. He was praying to God for help.

Soon a man in a rowboat came by and the fellow shouted to the man on the roof, “Jump in, I can save you.”

The stranded fellow shouted back, “No, it’s OK, I’m praying to God and he is going to save me.”

So the rowboat went on.

Then a motorboat came by. “The fellow in the motorboat shouted, “Jump in, I can save you.”

To this the stranded man said, “No thanks, I’m praying to God and he is going to save me. I have faith.”

So the motorboat went on.

Then a helicopter came by and the pilot shouted down, “Grab this rope and I will lift you to safety.”

To this the stranded man again replied, “No thanks, I’m praying to God and he is going to save me. I have faith.”

So the helicopter reluctantly flew away.

Soon the water rose above the rooftop and the man drowned. He went to Heaven. He finally got his chance to discuss this whole situation with God, at which point he exclaimed, “I had faith in you but you didn’t save me, you let me drown. I don’t understand why!”

To this God replied, “I sent you a rowboat and a motorboat and a helicopter, what more did you expect?”

I might add here: “God helps those who help themselves“, or at least help the people who are trying to help them.

Flood. Man on the roof of his house

What Next?


I needed (or so I thought) a handy dandy repairman to fix a few things gone awry in my humble little abode. A gate was falling apart, a tap was dripping and a doorbell had a hole in it which prevented it from ringing.

Help was elusive so as a last resort I reverted to “the me I used to be”. The old me in my young years could do it all; plastering, plumbing, electrical…you name it, I did it, because it had to be done and there was only me to do it. But I was young and strong back then and unafraid to try anything to save money.

So now, first came the gate…a few hammer whacks on new nails settled that problem. I described my faucet episode on Saturday’s blog.

Yesterday, I tackled the doorbell. Once I got the old one off it was evident that some miniature creature had been building a wee nest with the wire coating, leaving the wires bare. Once that was cleaned up it was a matter of patience working with tiny screws and needle-nose pliers to get the new bell rewired and working again.

And then there was the matter of a door that wouldn’t lock from without or within. I called a locksmith for that.

What next?

 

 

 

God’s Advice


Working in Pastoral Care and as an Elder, and even just because of friendships, I am always searching for words of comfort and hope to relay to people who suffer some of life’s toughest tragedies, especially the loss of loved ones.

Yesterday I happened upon three bits of advice from three different sources, all from unknown writers. I’m sharing them here:

Although we grieve and hurt in a tragic situation, it still is not about us…it is about God.

Everything that happens in life is ultimately between God and the person involved in the  happening.

Don’t let tragedy steal your trust in God.

I’m always thankful when timely tidbits come my way to share with those who may be in need of what I think of as God’s advice.