• Devotions

    In the Middle of the Storm

    After scrolling and seeing the picture of a lawn chair at the bottom of my friend’s pool, I curiously read the caption above her Facebook post.

    “That was one crazy storm.”

    Apparently, the night before the winds were strong enough to take down large branches and several trees in the area.

    And blow my friend’s chair from her patio into her pool.

    Casually, I made the comment that I had slept right through it.

    But this is not always the case.

    There are many times that I don’t sleep through the storms that blow through my life.

    Sometimes, the force feels like it is enough to take me down.

    My thoughts swirl around and it’s difficult to find my balance.

    And like the chair at the bottom of the pool, I feel like I am going under.

    On those days, I forget Who is in charge of the winds and the rain.

    Despite knowing He is always with me, I start to focus on the storm instead of the Savior.

    This is how the disciples responded when Jesus slept through a storm, even though He was with them.

    “One day He got into a boat with His disciples, and He said to them, “Let us go across to the other side of the lake.” So they set out, and as they sailed He fell asleep. And a windstorm came down on the lake, and they were filling with water and were in danger.  And they went and woke Him, saying, “Master, Master, we are perishing!” And He awoke and rebuked the wind and the raging waves, and they ceased, and there was a calm. He said to them, “Where is your faith?” And they were afraid, and they marveled, saying to one another, “Who then is this, that He commands even winds and water, and they obey Him?” Luke 8: 22-25 (ESV)

    Jesus, fully human and fully divine, understood what it was like to be caught in life’s storms.

    As we start to read Matthew 14, we see Jesus removing Himself from others after He receives the news of John the Baptist’s death.

    The loss of His friend.

    Unspeakable grief.

    And yet, in the midst of His own pain, Jesus had recognized the crowds who had followed Him to His place of solace were going through their own storms.

    He understood their pain and had compassion on them.

    He brought healing and hope, even when He was hurting.

    “Now when Jesus heard this, He withdrew from there in a boat to a desolate place by Himself. But when the crowds heard it, they followed Him on foot from the towns. When He went ashore He saw a great crowd, and He had compassion on them and healed their sick.” 

    Matthew 14: 13-14 (ESV)

    And then if that were not enough, Jesus did more.

    He fed the masses, both physically and spiritually.

    “Now when it was evening, the disciples came to Him and said, “This is a desolate place, and the day is now over; send the crowds away to go into the villages and buy food for themselves.”  But Jesus said, “They need not go away; you give them something to eat.” They said to Him, “We have only five loaves here and two fish.” And He said, “Bring them here to me.” Then He ordered the crowds to sit down on the grass, and taking the five loaves and the two fish, He looked up to heaven and said a blessing. Then He broke the loaves and gave them to the disciples, and the disciples gave them to the crowds.  And they all ate and were satisfied. And they took up twelve baskets full of the broken pieces left over. And those who ate were about five thousand men, besides women and children.” Matthew 14:15-21 (ESV)

    The story does not end there.  

    After all of the miracles He had performed that day, Jesus took time alone to go pray.

    The disciples, who were far off on the boat, witnessed yet another miracle of Jesus walking to them on the water.  

    They did not immediately recognize Him, and were afraid.

    “Immediately He made the disciples get into the boat and go before Him to the other side, while He dismissed the crowds. And after He had dismissed the crowds, He went up on the mountain by Himself to pray. When evening came, He was there alone, but the boat by this time was a long way from the land, beaten by the waves, for the wind was against them. And in the fourth watch of the night He came to them, walking on the sea. But when the disciples saw Him walking on the sea, they were terrified, and said, “It is a ghost!” and they cried out in fear.

    But immediately Jesus spoke to them, saying, “Take heart; it is I. Do not be afraid.”  

    Matthew 14: 22-27 (ESV)

    Just like the disciples, sometimes I do not recognize Him, even when He is close.

    And like Peter, I forget my faith when He calls me to take the next step.

    I take my focus off of Him.

    “And Peter answered Him, “Lord, if it is you, command me to come to you on the water.” 

    He said, “Come.” So Peter got out of the boat and walked on the water and came to Jesus. 

    But when he saw the wind, he was afraid, and beginning to sink he cried out, “Lord, save me.” Jesus immediately reached out His hand and took hold of him, saying to him, “O you of little faith, why did you doubt?”  And when they got into the boat, the wind ceased. 

    And those in the boat worshiped Him, saying, “Truly you are the Son of God.”  

    Matthew 14: 28-33(ESV)

    Friends, I do not know what storms are blowing through your lives right now.

    You may feel like you are sinking.

    But Jesus understands your struggles.

    He has compassion for you.

    Don’t take your focus off of Him.

    He is with you always.

    Even in the middle of the storm.

  • Devotions

    The Light That Never Goes Out

    Christmas Day is cited by many to be their favorite holiday.

    But for me, it has always been Christmas Eve.

    Hearing the story of Jesus’ birth and the candlelight service are familiar and comforting.

    Watching the candles illuminate the room while singing Silent Night is like a balm to my soul.

    Peace and hope fill my heart.

    Yet despite the familiarity of the service this year, something new caught my eye.

    At the end of each row high above the pews, taper candles were lit by the acolyte before the service began.

    As I listened to the songs and the scripture, I kept getting distracted by how some of the candles were burning quicker than the others.  

    The wax from one candle in particular had melted over the side of the pew, leaving only a small flame where a tall candle once stood.

    This candle had burned brightly, but was gone even though others seemed to be just getting started.

    Sometimes I wonder why these things catch my eye, but in those moments I know God has something to say.

    This year some lights have burned out more quickly than others.

    The unimaginable death of a young person that leaves a family with pain in their hearts so raw.

    The end of a relationship that you thought would last.

    The healthy person who now faces a terminal illness.

    Words seem to be so inadequate in these moments.

    Being present to surround those facing hardships with love, is at times, the most we can do.

    And then there is this story.

    The one I love to hear every year.

    That is like a balm to my soul.

    The one that fills my heart with peace and hope.

    Because it is about the One who fills me with peace and hope.

    “And while they were there, the time came for her baby to be born; and she gave birth to her first child, a son. She wrapped him in a blanket[a] and laid him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the village inn.

    That night some shepherds were in the fields outside the village, guarding their flocks of sheep. Suddenly an angel appeared among them, and the landscape shone bright with the glory of the Lord. They were badly frightened, but the angel reassured them.

    “Don’t be afraid!” he said. “I bring you the most joyful news ever announced, and it is for everyone! The Savior—yes, the Messiah, the Lord—has been born tonight in Bethlehem! How will you recognize him? You will find a baby wrapped in a blanket, lying in a manger!”

    Suddenly, the angel was joined by a vast host of others—the armies of heaven—praising God:

    “Glory to God in the highest heaven,” they sang,[d] “and peace on earth for all those pleasing him.” Luke 2: 6-14 TLB

    Friends, I don’t know what makes your heart ache today.

    But the light of our Savior is one that will never go out.

    May His story fill you with peace and hope today and in the New Year.