Come, Lord Jesus, Come!

At Christmas time, I usually find myself thinking about Mary and the journey she traveled in her servanthood to God. Her willingness to bear the child would mean great loss to her socially, emotionally, even physically. It’s interesting to consider that Mary was one of the first women to know the sex of her baby ahead of time! She knew she was having a boy. She even knew His name. Maybe she said something to Joseph like, “Please have the crib built before Jesus arrives.” I imagine her knitting little blue shirts and someone saying to her, “You know, it might be a girl!”

She knew Who He was and she knew He was coming. We know Who He is. We know He came and we know He is coming again.

But then I imagine her next pregnancy as Jesus is toddling around. This one is normal. She couldn’t plan ahead; she knew nothing! This could have been frustrating to her, but probably it just made Him and the circumstances surrounding His birth all the more special in her mother’s heart.

Patrick and I are pleased to announce we are expecting our second child. As with our first child and Mary’s other pregnancies, we will wait to find out what it is. We’ll watch Liliana toddle around and think back to her birth and the special time surrounding it. Some time ago we asked her, “Would you like a sister or a brother?” She replied, “I want Juice.” But when she finally grasped the concept that a baby is inside my tummy, she said slowly, “Ohhhhh Myyyyyy.”

It is a special time of year to be expecting a child. The fact that our Lord, the God of all creation and time, chose to come in this way is a true marvel. And the reason He came, to save that which was lost, is even more miraculous!

May we be a people who are ready for His return. May we have our cribs built, our shirts knitted, our lives being lived in a way that says, “Come, Lord Jesus, Come!”

He Makes Me Go Nigh-Night

I’ve been working on the 23rd Psalm with Liliana, who is now two and a half. She repeats after me or sometimes joins in. The other day, when I said, “He makes me lie down,” she responded, “He makes me go nigh-night.” We cracked up at her interpretation! It is so sweet to hear her small innocent voice speaking the Truth of God’s powerful Word. This Psalm is a wonderful reminder that He alone offers protection, provision, peace, and yes, rest!

The LORD is my shepherd, I shall not want. He makes me lie down in green pastures; He leads me beside quiet waters. He restores my soul; He guides me in the paths of righteousness for His name's sake. Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I fear no evil, for You are with me; Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me. You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies; You have anointed my head with oil; My cup overflows. Surely goodness and lovingkindness will follow me all the days of my life, And I will dwell in the house of the LORD forever. Psalm 23 NAS

Commonality in Christ

We just returned from a three-week music ministry tour through Europe. We went from Germany to Belgium to France to Germany to Switzerland to Germany to Austria and back to Germany again! A lot of hours were spent on the road. We are grateful to the International Baptist Convention for lending us a car.

Living in the middle of cornfields was not what my Parisian husband envisioned for his life. It is an unexpected gift that the Lord allows us to travel as we do. Returning to Patrick's roots is always a joy, but it still feels like a long way from home, especially for our two-year-old. And yet, we were at home because we were with God’s children.

It is a privilege to worship with believers from many nations. International churches give a small glimpse of eternity. There may be 50 nations represented in a congregation of only 200 hundred people. How incredible it is to feel the connection of the Spirit amongst these brothers and sisters in Christ from all around the globe. Commonality in Christ is a phenomenon the world will never experience. They simply do not know what they are missing.

Greatest Role

My role as “Mama” has taught me lots of things. I can change a diaper, play fetch with the dog, fix a ponytail, pick up toys, and talk on the phone all at the same time! Sometimes I marvel at how my life has changed since Liliana’s arrival. Other days, it’s as if she’s always been here. Hearing that little sweet voice say “Mama” is my favorite music. It astounds me to think that my heavenly Father feels the same about me. He hears me when I call. He enjoys fellowship with me. How can that be? I’m not as cute as Lillie!

When God the Father looks at me, He sees a purchase made by His Son. I am His and He is mine. I can call upon Him with childlike trust and confidence. I should live in a way that represents Him well. “Child of God” is the greatest role I will ever play, even more significant than “Mama.”

Yes, my daughter has taught me much, but this realization is by far the sweetest.

The Blessed Controller

My Pastor’s wife reminded a group of women this spring that God is the Blessed Controller of all things. Early the next morning, I was working diligently in the office when our dog decided to scratch his neck in the doorway of Lillie’s bedroom, where she was still sleeping. His collar bounced around with the tags ringing out like a loud bell for what seemed an eternity. I mean, how long does it take to scratch an itch!?! I was greatly annoyed at the thought of him waking her up prematurely--not necessarily for her rest, but for my work! I then remembered . . . “God is the Blessed Controller of all things.” Yes! I believe this is true. How can I grumble and complain over something so silly? Maybe the Lord wanted Lillie up. She did not awaken, but it’s as if I did. Though it goes against human nature to let go of the reins, I was reminded that I need to abandon the fleshly desire to be in control of all things.

Once when Patrick and I took a dance class, the instructor immediately ridiculed me for trying to lead my partner. Instead, I needed to let him lead. Not only was this true on the dance floor that day, but in our daily roles as husband and wife. And it is true of Christ, my Bridegroom. In this dance called life, Jesus orchestrates my steps.

I fear I spend most days searching for a way to control this or that. Christ holds my hand, yet I step out in front of Him as if to lead Him in a better direction. This image brings me great sorrow. For He is Teacher, Comforter, Healer, Creator and Possessor of all, All-knowing, All-powerful, All-sufficient, and is the Blessed Controller of all things. Sigh. Thank You, Jesus, that I can breathe a big sigh of relief knowing You hold the reins.

The steps of a man are established by the LORD,
And He delights in his way.
When he falls, he will not be hurled headlong,
Because the LORD is the One who holds his hand.
Psalm 37:23-24 NAS

Angel on Speed Dial

Fulfilling His duty to the Father, Jesus pinned Himself to a wooden beam. Scripture says He had at His disposal more than 12 legions of angels that He could have easily called. Wow! If I had just one angel, I would call him all the time! He'd be on speed dial. If I had supernatural powers, I would use them. What woman in America didn't envy Samantha on the sitcom,“Bewitched?” Just wiggle your nose and the whole house is clean! When we think of supernatural powers, these are the kinds of thoughts that fill our minds--superheroes, magic, and such.

Yet Christ holds the universe on His arm. Nothing escapes Him. Nothing is impossible for Him. In one sacrificial act, He conquered the complete realm of our sin. He held Himself on a tree. He did this for those unworthy of being rescued. Do I live in a way that is worthy of this forgiveness? Do I stand in awe of His power? He is so much more than the superheroes Hollywood writers imagine and create. He is Who He is, whether we believe or not.

Position of Highest Honor

In Scripture, sitting is often a posture of dignity. In Job (29), Daniel (7) and Revelation (5), we see superiors sitting before inferiors. Sitting also signifies rest. There were no chairs in the Old Testament tabernacle. That's because the priest's work was never finished. Hebrews 10:11-12 reads, “Every priest stands daily ministering and offering time after time the same sacrifices, which can never take away sins; but He, having offered one sacrifice for sins for all time, SAT DOWN AT THE RIGHT HAND OF GOD.” Christ's work of atonement is complete; on the cross He declared, “It is finished” (John 19:30). Proof of this is that He is now seated on high (Heb. 1:3). “On high,” hupselos in Greek, is a word that means, “lofty, esteemed, the highest height." So, the One Who once had no place to lay His head now maintains the grandest seat in the universe. Having accomplished His earthly mission, He actively rules over time, space and all creation from this position of highest honor. His reign includes control over not only the far-reaching galaxies, but also the grass in our backyard. He is holding together our skin and hair right now. If He were to stop thinking us into being, we would cease to be. This is how dependent we are on Jesus. What does that do to our self-sufficiency?