God Is Singing. Why Don’t You Join Him?

While sitting in the waiting room at the therapy offices, I get a lot of lessons.  The therapy offices to which I am referring, are for therapists who work with children.   Our grandson Joseph gets both occupational therapy and speech therapy, and sometimes I get to take him.  Joseph is on the autism spectrum,  and these therapists work hard to help him.  It’s often slow progress, but it’s progress!

Truly, I could write several pages of watching the children in the waiting room.  They are amazing to watch.  They are determined to overcome.

This week, as we were waiting for Joseph’s therapist to come take him back, Joseph began playing with a toy that is similar to a house.   A child can climb through the door, and to the “inside of the house.”  As Joseph climbed through, he saw the light switch, and said, “Turn on the light.”  And, he did.  Then he said, “Turn off the light.” And, he did.  Then he went back “outside the house.”   Joseph stood up and said, “Good job, Joseph,” and clapped for himself.

I smiled, and I almost teared up.  Two years ago, this would not have happened.  Two years of hard, repetitive work is being rewarded.  Hard. Repetitive. Work.

Joseph reminded me of two things that day.

First, if we continue with hard, repetitive work, results will come. Even if they are slow, they will come.  It takes work to see results.  So many want the reward without the work and commitment, both in the natural and the supernatural.  Thank  God for His Spirit and His power!  But, that doesn’t mean results are automatic.  It often takes hard, repetitive effort, and sometimes the results can be slow in coming.

Too often, people give up on their dreams and prayers, because it doesn’t come quickly, or easily.  I am so thankful that none of us gave up when Joseph did not see quick results. Today, we are seeing results, because his parents, his extended family and his therapists refuse to give up!  I know we will yet see more growth in Joseph, but it will take prayer and hard, repetitive work.

Second, we need to pat ourselves on the back  occasionally.  Joseph has had many pats on the back, and much applause from his family and therapists.  When he masters a new thing, we applaud, no matter how small the thing is.  We get excited and celebrate the smallest victories.   This has taught Joseph to celebrate his own victories, no matter how small.

So often, we stay sad and depressed because no one is patting us on the back.   Look at your life?  Have you made forward progress?  Have you grown as a person and a believer?  Then stop right now, and applaud yourself.    I am not talking about an attitude of bragging and arrogance.  I am talking about looking at where you used to be, and where  you are now!   Don’t wait on someone else to clap.  Stand before God and clap, thanking Him for the progress you have made, and are making.

Those who have heard me as a speaker, know that I will often break into song in the middle of a message.  One of my favorites to sing out:

If you could see where Jesus brought me from to the place I am today.
Then you would know the reason why I love my Jesus so!

Trust me, writing it doesn’t have the same effect as singing it!

Don’t beat yourself up today.  Today, stop and thank God that you are not who you used to be.  Even if  you feel your progress is slow, rejoice!   Why not join heaven today in a song of rejoicing over YOU!

“The  Lord your God is living among you. He is a mighty savior.   He will take delight in you with gladness. With his love, he will calm all your fears. He will rejoice over you with joyful songs.”-  Zephaniah 3:17



Ready or Not, Here He Comes

behold-i-am-coming-soonAfter keeping one of my grandchildren, my son asked me a question.  “What is different about keeping my child, than keeping your own children?”  My answer, without hesitation, “I am very aware they are your children, and I don’t want anything to happen to them under my care.”  That conversation took place several grandchildren ago.

Yesterday, I had my grandson Joseph visiting.  “Papa” was not home from work yet, and Joseph kept asking for him.  Joseph does love his Papa!  He will jump up and down with joy when Papa finally arrives.

Usually I know where Joseph is, because he sticks fairly close to where I am in the house.  I noticed things were quiet, and I called out for Joseph.  No answer!  I called again. Nothing! This is unusual, so I began to look around the house for him.  No Joseph!  Gulp!  Finally, I noticed the door leading into the garage was slightly ajar, and the garage light was peering into the dark laundry room.

Joseph was in the garage waiting for Papa to drive up, and open the garage door.  (He was in no danger because Papa doesn’t park in the garage.)  I went out to check on him, and he said, “Want to see Papa.”

Joseph was in the garage, waiting with great expectation for the return of the one he loved so much – his Papa.

Forty-eight years ago, I gave my heart and life to Jesus Christ, the Savior of the world.  Over those years, He has changed me, healed me, walked with me, touched my hurting heart and loved me.  It is easy, as life wears on and difficulties arise, to forget that Jesus has promised to return for us.  This is not my final home.  This is my temporary home.

As I watched Joseph wait with anticipation, for the return of Papa, I was reminded that one day Jesus Christ is coming back.  One day, believers on earth will jump with joy as “the garage door of heaven opens,” and Jesus calls us home.

Thanks be to God for His Son Jesus Christ, who died for our sins, and made a way for us to live eternally with Him.  Jesus Christ is the way through the door that leads to eternal life with God, and ready or not, He is coming!   Please be ready, by accepting the Lord as Your personal Savior.

I am a lover of worship choruses, and I attend a church that sings mostly choruses.  I think from time to time, it would do us well to be reminded, we are just passing through this place on earth.  Pull out an old hymn, and  sing with expectation:

And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;
The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,
Even so, it is well with my soul.

“For the Lord Himself will descend from heaven with a shout, with the archangel’s voice, and with the trumpet of God, and the dead in Christ will rise first. Then we who are still alive will be caught up together with them in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air and so we will always be with the Lord. Therefore encourage[l] one another with these words.” – 1 Thessalonians 4:16-18