Hello church family!
Hello church family!
by Bonnie McKernan
On a recent vacation, I sat on the beach enjoying a sliver of one of those exquisitely designed days: clear sunny sky, warm breeze, the Atlantic Ocean that stunning mix of clear and steel blue.
My four kids were content and un-requiring (for once), so I sunk into my chair to take it all in. Almost immediately, a child walked into the expanse of sand between me and the sea. I watched as he aimlessly wandered up and down the beach, cell phone in hand, eyes squinting at his little screen, completely oblivious to everything around him.
The Chicago Cubs baseball team has the longest World Series drought in Major League Baseball. The last year the Cubs won the World Series was 1908. The Cubs won the World Series back to back in both 1907 and 1908; however, since that time the Cubs appeared in the 1945 World Series but lost to the Detroit Tigers in seven games. They have not been back to the World Series since 1945.
Yet this I call to mind and therefore I have hope: Because of the Lord’s great love we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness. Lamentations 3:21-23.
Three funerals. Three funerals in four days. That is a lot of funerals in a short period of time. Each funeral was different and unique and yet there were common themes that ran through all of them.
While Jesus was still talking to the crowd, his mother and brothers stood outside, wanting to speak to him. Someone told him, “Your mother and brothers are standing outside, wanting to speak to you.” He replied to him, “Who is my mother, and who are my brothers?” Pointing to his disciples, he said, “Here are my mother and my brothers. For whoever does the will of my Father in heaven is my brother and sister and mother.” Matthew 12:46-50
Many of us grew up with a desire to be a part of something bigger than us, and to give our lives for the sake of something that will last long after we stand before our Lord. We dream of being a hero. With everything that our nation is going through right now, we need people who are willing to do the hard things to fight injustice.
So here is the question that I want to ponder on for the next couple of minutes; what has been your response to the recent stories of violence between cops and the African American community?
Many Christians begin each New Year with a plan to read through the entire Bible over the course of that year [we are 6 months into 2016…how’s that working out for you?]. Some reach that goal, but most don’t. Then there are others who don’t even bother to read God’s Word at all. Is this issue really a big deal? Why is it so important to read Scripture on a regular basis?
Rocks, boulders, stones, rubble; more rocks, more boulders, more stones, more rubble! The Appalachian Trail through Virginia is not a trail but a rock pile, I said to myself as I crawled over one more pile of rocks and boulders strewn across the Appalachian Trail in mid-Virginia.
Then the righteous will answer him, 'Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you something to drink? When did we see you a stranger and invite you in, or needing clothes and cloth you? When did we see you sick or in prison and go to visit you?' The King will reply, 'I tell you the truth, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers of mine, you did for me.' Matthew 25:37-40
Here is an excerpt from the devotional we are going to give to our graduates this coming Sunday and for the next four years. It is our prayer that this devotional propels them to live lives for the Kingdom of God with the Gospel readily on their lips and seen in their hands and feet.
Read Psalm 68:19-23