When Will There Be Any Good News?

VF01“I am confident I will see the Lord’s goodness, while I am here in the land of the living.”  Psalm 27:13

I spend very little time listening to the “news” which really should be called the “olds.”  It’s the same old junk!  In the midst of all of that we are hearing and seeing, I agree with the Psalmist–I will see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living.

I am happy to report there is good news!  There are people today who are making a decision to trust Christ as Lord and Savior.  There are people rejoicing because they have been miraculously healed of disease.  There are still many couples in love with each other after years of being together.  People are being set free to live healthy lives because they have learned how to forgive!  There are babies who will grow up to be great leaders of God because their mothers chose to give them life!

Yes, I can see God’s goodness in the land of the living.  There’s more!

There are many people who are giving money to help the homeless and the hungry.  Dream Centers are springing up all over this nation to reach those who have been labeled as the unreachable.  Ministries are helping to free women who have been imprisoned by sex slavery.  Many are walking out of a past of sexual abuse and into the wholeness offered by God.  There are men discipling young men who have no father figure in their lives.  People in horrible circumstances are seeing God make a way where there seems to be no way.

How do I know these things?  Because in the last several months, I have personally witnessed all of these things happening!  Praise God that I can see Good News in a land that is continually concentrating on bad news.  I can see God’s goodness in the land of the living.  Rejoice! There is good news!  The Spirit of God is at work today!

And the best news of all … Jesus Christ will return as Lord and King, and those who have accepted Him as Savior will live with Him forever!  I will be so glad to see Him. That is good news!

When will there be any good news?  There already is!

Diet Coke and Baked Lay’s

Baked laysMy friend Susan (name changed) and I walk together on a regular basis.  She is young enough to be my daughter but I cherish our time together.  We share the things of the Lord and Susan is eager to pick my brain and truly wants to follow God.  When we first began walking together, things were pretty good in Susan’s life.  Then suddenly, the storm began to blow against my friend.  She lost her job and her husband’s income was limited.  She was given a six-month severance and we just knew God would give her another job within that period, but that did not happen.

I have grown to love Susan and she shares much of her life with me.  As they faced financial challenges, Susan began to cut back to the bare necessities.  She is trusting God but also using wisdom in how the family spends money.  In one of our conversations while walking, Susan told me that she had stopped buying Diet Coke and Baked Lay’s potato chips. The money just could not be spared.  I know that seems like a small thing compared to wondering how you will make the house payment and pay the utilities, but it touched my heart.

Susan has been at my group the last two Wednesdays and she was glad when I gave her a Diet Coke as she walked through the door!  Last week we shared with the group, with laughter, how she wasn’t even buying Diet Coke or Baked Lay’s.

While shopping yesterday afternoon,  I saw that Diet Coke was on sale.  Into my heart jumped a desire to buy Susan some Diet Coke and Baked Lay’s.  I was so excited.  I checked out and got home only an hour before people would start arriving for group.  As I unloaded my groceries I was so disappointed – I forgot the Baked Lay’s.  There was no time to go back to the store.  Lord, I so wanted her to know you cared about little things.  You are the God who gives us little surprises!

The group members began to arrive one by one.  One member, Tommye, came in and said, “Hey, I bought Susan some Baked Lay’s.  I wanted her to have her Baked Lay’s!”  My jaw dropped!  Susan walked in and we gave her Diet Coke and Baked Lay’s and she smiled from ear to ear.

I love it when God has big surprises for us, but how sweet when He sends a little surprise along just to let us know He’s thinking about us and hears our cries.  It is truly a miracle that the God of the universe pays attention to our tiny, little lives with His loving care.  To think He took time to speak to two different women to bring something to a group, so He could just say to one of his daughters facing turmoil, “I’ve  been thinking about you and I’ve got a surprise for you!”

It’s not always big and showy, but it is no less a miracle when the God of the universe chooses to show us His kindness.  God has heard your cries, my brothers and sisters.  God is thinking about you and He just might surprise you!

“How precious is your loving kindness, O God!” – Psalm 36:7

Mixed Emotions on Mother’s Day

It’s Mother’s Day weekend and it’s a mixed bag.  I, along with several friends, have lost a child.  I  have one friend who lost two sons, one just a few months ago.  That is tough stuff.    Mixed bagThe loss of Bryan was just last year and it is still so palatable.    In a discussion with friends who have experienced the death of a child, I found that some feel guilty because they think they should be very joyous this weekend, yet they are also battling sorrow.  I say you can feel both!

Sorrow and grief are very heavy emotions.  Joy is a light-hearted emotion.  If you are presently experiencing both and could literally place them on a scale, side by side, sorrow will weigh the joy down.  It does not mean joy is not present but the heaviness weighs on it.    I am feeling that on this Mother’s Day.  Yet, I feel so much joy when it comes to Michael and Stephen and their families.  I feel such joy when it comes to Bryan’s family.   The grandchildren bring a big smile to my face and heart.  Oh how my heart beats for the grandchildren!

I am told by those who have walked this journey longer than I have that it does get better – not that you won’t still miss that child – but it does get better.  Thank God for that hope. Thank God for babies being born and new joys filling our hearts.  Thank God for joy in the midst of sorrow.

I can testify that God renews our strength.  He restores us.   The pain of this day will one day give way to the promise and hope of that which is to come.  The day is coming when tears will flow with joy instead of sadness, and all our questions of “why” will fade away in the presence of the Lord.  We will have a great reunion with those whom we love, who have died knowing the Lord.  Oh glorious day!

Help! I Need Somebody

Help I need somebody

My husband dreads the words, “It’s time to re-do a room!”   I feel it’s a commandment of God that I yearly re-do at least one room in the house, and I surely want to obey God!   After redoing our living room, I had to start looking for a rug to pull all the colors together.  Alas, I found a rug and got it at a great price!   It was the perfect finishing touch!

Recently, our grandson Joseph was spending an afternoon with us.  Once babies get mobile they generally don’t want you to just sit and hold them, so Joseph was roaming the house and I was following.   We put toys on the rug in the living room and Joseph began to play with them.  Then he stopped and made his way to the corner of the rug and began to pick at something. Since I did not want him to put any foreign objects in his mouth, I went over to see what he had found.  Joseph had found the plastic attachment that had originally held the price tag on the rug.  That attachment had been there over a year and I had never seen it.  I quickly removed it!  Joseph and I have a loving, trusting relationship and he helped me to see what I could not see for myself.

I could start pontificating and sermonizing here, but I won’t.  Simply ponder this question:  who do you have in your life that shows you the things you cannot or will not see for yourself?

It was Howard Hendricks, professor at Dallas Theological Seminary, who said, “Every Christian should have three individuals in their life: a Paul, a Barnabas, and a Timothy.”

A Paul is an older person who is willing to mentor you, to help build your life. Not someone who’s smarter or more gifted than you, but somebody who’s been down the road. Somebody willing to share their strengths and weaknesses—everything he/she has learned in the laboratory of life. Somebody whose faith you’ll want to imitate.

A Barnabas is a soul brother, somebody who loves you but is not impressed by you. Somebody to whom you can be accountable. Somebody who’s willing to keep you honest and challenge you in areas you might be neglecting.

A Timothy is a younger person into whose life you are building. For a model, read 1 and 2 Timothy. Here was Paul, the quintessential mentor, building into the life of his protégé —affirming, encouraging, teaching, correcting, directing, praying.

Do you have these three guys in your life?

“As iron sharpens iron, so one person sharpens another.”  Proverbs 27:17

 

I Feel Like Someone Is Watching Me

eyesYears ago, Gaylon accepted a position with a church in Columbia, SC.  I stayed in Alabama to allow the children to finish the school year and then we joined him in Columbia.  As I walked into the church, I did my usual thing of heading down to the very front row to sit.   I did not sit on the front row because I had to, but because it was my preference.   The farther back one sits, the more distractions there are between a person and what’s happening on the platform.  I still don’t get people dragging in late week after week and enjoying the back row.  Oh well, another sermon for another day!

I knew almost no one in the congregation and was alone on the row.  By the time the service began, three little girls along with their grandmother, joined me.  The girls appeared to be about five, seven and nine.

Before the service began, I noticed the girls staring at me.  As the worship team began singing, I stood with everyone else to worship.  It did not take long to realize that the three girls were copying everything I was doing.  If I raised my hands, they raised their hands.  If I clapped, they clapped.  If I said, “Hallelujah!” they said, “Hallelujah!”  One time, just to check them out, I waved my hands in a funny motion, and sure enough they waved their hands in the same funny motion.   It was evident that my example was directly affecting the actions of those girls.

While I do believe and teach that we must keep our eyes on Jesus, there is a flip side to that.  We are all examples of Jesus Christ, bad or good.  There will be times that people will have their eyes on us.  The question is, “What will they see?”   Now that I have reached the ripe age of sixty, more than ever,  I walk with an awareness that I want my life to be an example of Jesus Christ.   I don’t want to just sing “Hallelujah,”  I want a life that says, “Hallelujah!” which causes others to want their lives to say “Hallelujah!”

You cannot escape being an example to others.  Your only choice is what kind of example you will be.  Someone’s eyes are on you.

“And you yourself must be an example to them by doing good works of every kind. Let everything you do reflect the integrity and seriousness of your beliefs.”     Titus 2:7  

 “Don’t let anyone look down on you because you are young, but set an example for the believers in speech, in conduct, in love, in faith and in purity.”                       1 Timothy 4:12

Perspective Is Everything

Perspective is EverythingDid I ever mention that I have a granddaughter named Madison? I know, I know –only 10,000 times! Madison is almost nine years old and brings such joy and laughter to us. Michael, our son, was in the Ph.D. program at the University of Wisconsin, so Madison spent the first three years of her life in Madison, WI.

While in Wisconsin, Michael’s family lived in a small two-bedroom apartment with one tiny bathroom. When Madison would visit us, she would run around my house, or she would follow me from room to room. One day she looked at me and said, “You have a big house!” Actually, Gaylon and I don’t have a big house at all. Madison’s comment was based on her perspective of what she was experiencing in her life at that time.

Let’s fast forward to Madison’s third birthday which she spent with us in Alabama. They were actually moving to Baton Rouge, LA, where Michael took a position as an assistant professor at LSU. We went with them to Baton Rouge to  move into their brand new home. It was a nice, two-story home with two and one-half baths. It was so much fun to watch Madison run around in the large empty rooms! After we finished the move, Gaylon and I headed back to Alabama.

Several months later, Madison was visiting us again and following me around my house. She said, “Granny, your house is kind of small.” She made me laugh out loud. She was again basing the size of my house on her perspective of how she was experiencing life at the time.

PERSPECTIVE IS EVERYTHING! Have you ever felt as if life was like an oven turned up to 500 degrees and you were inside? In times of great testing, it may seem as if God has gone on vacation without leaving a telephone number where you can reach Him. The thing I have to guard against is judging everything by what I am experiencing at the moment. It seems as though I am either basking in the sweetness of God’s grace or sweating on the hot seat of challenging circumstances. Life seems to bounce between the two. How about for you?

We have a tendency to see things from an earthly perspective, while God sees things from a heavenly perspective.  Alan Redpath stated, “There is nothing—no circumstance, no trouble, no testing—that can ever touch me until, first of all, it has gone past God and past Christ right through to me. If it has come that far, it has come with a great purpose, which I may not understand  at the moment.”

God is always at work in our lives – ALWAYS. We see the beginning, while He sees the beginning and the end. He sees the completed puzzle, whereas we see a stack of puzzle pieces lying all over the place, not knowing where each piece is supposed to fit. Our lives at times seem like the underside of a tapestry.There are lots of threads that have no rhyme or reason, colors running together, chaos.  When the tapestry is turned over one can see that every thread had a purpose in completing the picture. PERSPECTIVE IS EVERYTHING!

Isaiah 55:8 – “For My thoughts are not your thoughts,nor are your ways My ways,” says the Lord. “For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are My ways higher than your ways, and My thoughts than your thoughts.” 

 

 

Green Olive Tree

But I am like a green olive tree growing in God’s Temple. I will trust God’s faithful love forever and ever. God, I praise you forever for what you have done. I will speak your name before your followers because it is so good! – Psalm 52:8,9

It’s Thankful Thursday and Today I Am Thankful for Me

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While growing up I was poor, dysfunctional and very chubby! This awareness did not come to me until I entered first grade.  Even at age six, it did not take long to figure out others did not want to be around me so much.   It did not take long to figure out that I did not have clothes and shoes as good as the majority of kids in my school. I learned first-hand the pain of feeling less than because I overweight.  Often I was the subject of many jokes especially from guys.

I was embarrassed at who I was and wanted to be anyone but me.  That thought process followed me around into high school, college and even into my married life and pastoral ministry.   I spent a good bit of time and energy trying to hide all my flaws and inadequacies, and over time it wore me out!   It stole any joy that I tried to have It ripped away my confidence that God actually wanted to use me.  I would compare myself to other pastors’ wives, speakers and leaders, and always came up short.  For years I never did anything in the church and hated going to social gatherings.  In my mind I was neither gifted nor a sought-after friend.

One day the light bulb came on for me.  If I was going to overcome this negative disposition, I had to believe what God said about me.  What did His Word declare about my life?  The following verses are just a few that revealed how God felt about me.

I knew you before I formed you in the womb; I set you apart for me before you were born.  Jeremiah 1:5

  • I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.  Psalm 139:14
  • For we are God’s workmanship, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do. – Ephesians 2:10
  • God raised us up with Christ and seated us with him in the heavenly realms in Christ Jesus.  Ephesians 2:6

As I began to repeat and proclaim those verses, I realized that God did not ask me to be anyone but me transformed by His Spirit.  BUT, that must be accepted by faith.  (But the word preached did not profit them, not being mixed with faith in them that heard it. Hebrews 4:2)   I must choose to believe that God is, that He made me and that He truly accepts me.   That can only be done through faith.  If you try to reason it out, you will not be able to accept it.  Faith must be mixed with the Word!  That which we receive from God is received by faith in God and His Word.

My heart is pained as I see how many people, women in particular, are losing the image of who they are in Christ.  As we walk down the toy aisle and see the skinny dolls, or as we stand in line at the checkout and see the airbrushed picture of a “star”, it is easy to feel inferior.  Or, if we see that gifted woman, who seems to have it together at home, church and work, it is so easy to sink emotionally when we look at ourselves.

As Christian women we answer to a higher calling than trivial pictures on a magazine. We look to the Lord for our worth, and our acceptance.  Here’s the great news: God loves us. He adores us! He created us to be wonderful, different, and nothing like the world’s call to be skinny and perfect.   God calls us to be His sons and daughters. The Almighty God loves us – loves you – just the way you are. And you are beautiful to Him!

So today, why not stop and thank God for you!

I Can’t Believe This Is Happening To Me

I got out of my car thinking to myself, “I cannot believe this is happening again!”

My dear friend Amy was visiting me in Birmingham.  We were out and about and I received a phone call that needed my attention, so I parked in a space so I could  concentrate on the call..    The weather was gorgeous so Amy got out of the car to walk on the sidewalk of the strip mall.   After a few minutes, my conversation was over and I could see Amy walking.  I pulled out of my space to meet her, and as I drove down the lane of the parking lot, a van backed out of a parking spot, hitting my car.    I hated that sound!

In the last two years my car has been hit three times.  None of those were my fault.  None of those were provoked by me.  None of those were caused because of some foolish decision I made.  All have caused inconvenience to me.   In two of the cases, the people caused me grief by not wanting to take responsibility.  It became a hassle to fix the damage from what they had done.  But, I did not say, “I’ll never drive again.”  I did not throw my car away.  I did not scream and yell at the other drivers, and then go home and scream at people who were not even involved.  The bumps did not change my faith, my mission, who I am or who God is.

BUMPS!   Do you ever have them?  You are trying to just go through life, do the right things, be the right kind of person and a bump, not caused by you, hits your life.    At times it might be bump after bump after bump.  That’s been my year.  The reality is bumps will hit every life even if we are Christians, Spirit-filled, anointed, and serving faithfully.    The question is will the wreck that we did not anticipate wreck our faith?

I have watched so many over the years quit because a bump hit their lives, and at times the bump was more like a full-blown crash.   My mind quickly goes down a list.  I think of one person who is completely out of church and has become disillusioned because God did not answer her prayers to allow a family member to live.

Dear friends, it is always too soon to quit. Always!  God is with us through the bumps and through the times we are on cruise control.  That is what faith is all about.  I accepted, by faith, His invitation to be His child.  As a result, He is walking every step of my life with me.  He will bring me through every bump.

How did the early church handle being beaten, threatened, chased, shipwrecked and all manner of persecution?  The following scripture answers that clearly … “We did not give up … our spirit inside us is made new EVERY DAY.”  As a result those Christians had an eternal perspective.  I pray that in the challenging times in which we live, just like the disciples in Bible days we can proclaim and LIVE these verses.

Bumps will come but they should not wreck our faith.   I am actually giving you a challenge to write these verses down and put them where you can pull them out every time a bump comes.  When you hear a THUD, let the THUD hear you  loud and clear:

“We have this treasure from God, but we are like clay jars that hold the treasure. This shows that the great power is from God, not from us. We have troubles all around us, but we are not defeated. We do not know what to do, but we do not give up the hope of living. We are persecuted, but God does not leave us. We are hurt sometimes, but we are not destroyed… So we do not give up. Our physical body is becoming older and weaker, but our spirit inside us is made new every day. We have small troubles for a while now, but they are helping us gain an eternal glory that is much greater than the troubles. We set our eyes not on what we see but on what we cannot see. What we see will last only a short time, but what we cannot see will last forever.”  2 Corinthians 4:7-9, 16-19

Button Pushers

603360_120753674739796_1173664233_nHave I ever mentioned that I have a granddaughter named Madison Benton?  I know, I know – only ten thousand times!  Madison has brought me so much joy and has taught me a lot.  Out of the mouths of babes!

For awhile, Gaylon’s mother lived with his sister Sheila.  One Sunday the whole family was able to be together. All my sons and their families were even able to be there.  Madison loves Grandma Benton (Gaylon’s mother)!    When Madison  walked into the room and saw Grandma Benton, she went over to the chair where  Grandma was sitting to give her a hug, and then sat with her for a while.

Grandma Benton, at that time, wore a necklace around her neck that was connected to the alarm system of the house.  Should Grandma  have difficulty and need help, she could press the button on the necklace which would notify the alarm company; however, the alarm company was the only one who could hear it.  Madison was admiring the necklace and none of us realized she was pressing the button over and over, sending out an alarm.   The company called to ask if Mrs. Benton was okay. Indeed she was okay, it was just that someone was pushing her button.

Who is your button pusher?  We all have people who push our buttons.   It can be the controlling boss, the distant husband, the adult child, the difficult co-worker, the parent who can’t let go, the gossip at church that causes division, and on and on. I hate to say this, but there are even times we are “stuck” with button-pushers  who will be a part of our lives for a looooong time.  We don’t have to allow them to ruin our lives.  Grandma did not stop enjoying her family or the day because someone pushed her button, and the reason was:   the secure connection she had.  Jesus had button-pushers waiting in line for a turn to push His buttons, but He always spoke and reacted based on who He was and to Whom He was connected.

I have watched so many people rant and rave in real life, in church and on Facebook about their “button-pusher.”   I am still shocked to see on a social medium, like Facebook, that they identify the button-pusher for all to see.   Yet, this does not bring peace.   I used to scream at or plot against my button-pushers causing my emotions to get out of hand, ruining my day and the day of others.   In some cases that is exactly what the button-pusher wanted.  In other cases, it just made me seethe longer and dislike myself.  One of the lessons button-pushers taught me was that I don’t have to attend every argument to which I am invited. My peace means more than that.

My name is Barbara Benton and I am child of the Most High God!  I have a direct connection with Him. I’ve now learned to allow God to speak peace to my heart, to calm me down.  Like the company that monitored Grandma Benton, God is out for good and He will keep me secure.  He can calm my spirit  when I am agitated.  He can touch me where I hurt so deeply.  He can help me love myself.  He can lead me to relationships that help me grow and enjoy the journey.  He can tell me when it’s time to walk away from some people.

So the next time your button-pusher starts pushing, push your own button.  Call out to God who is a very present help in the time of trouble.  He is a faithful and trusted security company.

Count it as pure joy to know that no matter what comes your way today, your security is in the Lord. Security in the Lord is knowing that you completely trust in the Lord and that He will work all things out according to His will for your life

Hebrews 13:6 – So we say with confidence, “The Lord is my helper; I will not be afraid. What can man do to me?”