Happy Birthday to Me

No, not my birthday, his birthday. I think the birthdays of our sons and daughters should be celebrations for the parents and grandparents. It is a day to remember God’s gift to them. Today, January 16, 2024, we celebrate the birthday of our firstborn. Michael Anthony is 33 years old. So I say, “Happy birthday to me!”

The Summer of 1990

This was Brenda’s second pregnancy. We lost the first child a few months after conception. We were young, confused, and fearful that we would not have children. At that time in our marriage, we did not know if Brenda could carry a child to full term. When Brenda confirmed she was pregnant a second time, the fears magnified.

As I recall (and be sure to ask Brenda for the more accurate version), the pregnancy was challenging but not unbearable. The late summer months and early fall in southern Illinois were hot and uncomfortable, but Brenda marched on. The last weeks of pregnancy Brenda’s doctor restricted her activities and confined her to bedrest. By the early days of January, her doctor didn’t like some of the vital signs for both mom and baby and recommended we induce labor for the health of both mother and child. And that’s what we did.

I was ready to go. I attended the birthing classes, which at the time, were compulsory if I was going to be in the delivery room. The grainy black and white ultrasound images determined we were having a boy, but those pictures were from the early 1990s, nothing like today’s ultrasound renderings, so we anticipated a boy but would not know with certainty until birth.

Like many induced labors, Brenda’s labor with Michael was long and difficult. The weather in Alton, Illinois, that January evening was rough, not too different than what Midwest states have experienced in the last week. The hospital was short staffed because of travel conditions, and we waited longer than normal for members of her obstetrics office to arrive. 24 hours or so later, God gave us Michael. He was a couple weeks early and not quite six pounds. I remember holding him in the palm of my hand with his tiny body resting on my forearm. This was our son. I was a dad. My life changed forever and for the better.

I Can Ask God for Nothing More

The last 33 years have been a wonderful dream for me lived in reality. Michael and I have the best relationship in the present, built over decades of interactions and founded on the character of our Creator. We have not done everything a dad and son could do together. To be certain, there are moments Jeffery and I have enjoyed that Michael and I did not and will not. But we have enjoyed each other’s companionship in venues far too numerous to list. We’ve shared conversations in his bedroom or mine, on basketball courts, in a fishing boat, and probably the most in car rides to practices, concerts, youth activities, hospital visits, auto parts stores, and on and on. Those car ride chats constructed layer upon layer of deep connection.

I talk to Michael almost daily. Cell phones make possible what was impossible when I was a young adult living hundreds of miles away from my dad. We both are pastors, so we talk shop a lot. I have found him to be a trusted advisor and a challenging intellect. And we talk Chicago sports and parenting and exercise routines and whatever silly things his brothers are up to that make us laugh. I’ve been talking to him for 33 years, not entirely joyful talks but mostly joyful talks, and I thank the Lord for that.

This is a Musing and not a tribute, so I must conclude. I often quote Proverbs 18:22, “He who finds a wife finds a good thing, and obtains favor from the Lord.” A key part of the Lord’s favor is the offspring he gives to the man and his wife. The Lord has been very good to me in the gift of each of our children. I cannot offer sufficient thanks to the Lord for my children, and for my first born.

A Note to Parents of Young Children

Young parents and married couples, raising children is hard, harder than you ever could have imagined before you had children. Every sleepless night is soon in the past. Every bewildering occasion pales in comparison to what awaits you. Each trip to the doctor, every moment of parental failure, all painful experiences are worth the payout at the end. Children are God’s gift to you! May you delight in his gifts.

As always, thanks for reading, and I welcome your feedback and any suggestions you might have for an upcoming Lunchtime Musing.

Five Ways Christians Suppress the Influence of the Holy Spirit

You know those Planet Earth high-definition videos on the Discovery Channel that show us the intricacies of creation in all its colors, sounds, and movements? We need one for middle school boys. There may not be a more wildly amazing organism in all of God’s wide world than 11–14-year-old males. I’d watch that episode over and again.

Middle school boys will take a burning stick or candle, wet their fingers, and see if they can stifle the flame without getting their fingers scorched. When one of their buddies holds on too long, the rest of the gang breaks out in laughter at their hand shaking friend. Within seconds, another underdeveloped brain will yell, “Lemme try!” I love middle school boys.

Paul cautions Christians about putting out a flame when he writes, “Do not quench the spirit” (1 Thessalonians 5:19). Like squeezing the life out of a burning candle, Christians should not extinguish the work of the Holy Spirit in our lives and in our church. Warren Wiersbe comments, “When the Holy Spirit is at work in our lives and churches, we have a warmth of love in our hearts, light for our minds, and energy for our wills. He melts us together so that there is harmony and cooperation; and He purifies us so that we put away sin.”

There are many ways we might quench the Holy Spirit. Here are a few:

1. An Angry Temper. Our Lord promised all his followers of the indwelling presence of the Holy Spirit. The Spirit’s presence promotes peace not rage. Believers given to angry outbursts repress the Holy Spirit’s efforts to calm us in aggravating scenarios.

2. Stubbornness. Our Lord said the Holy Spirit will guide his followers in truth. A refusal to consider the morality of a behavior or the benefit of a different behavior on a relationship or the necessity to think biblically about a scenario may be a rejection of the Holy Spirit’s work to change us from what we are to what he desires we become. Most of us a far more stubborn than we might admit.

3. Indifference. From the moment of conversion, the Holy Spirit works to conform us to the image of our Lord Jesus Christ. When we excuse our offensive conduct and words, we push back against the Spirit’s work to rid us of the old way before Christ.

4. Insensitivity. The presence of the Holy Spirit should make Christians the most sensitive of people to the needs, feelings, and condition of others, especially our fellow Christians. Responding to scenarios with primary consideration of self denies the presence of the Spirit who makes us sensitive to the world around us.

5. Laziness. The Holy Spirit delivers to us the capacity to work good things, whatever those good things are in the individual life, but it is work. By definition, work requires effort and can be hard to accomplish. Some Christians fill their hours with activity but with little of the work for which the Spirit has equipped them.

Have you ever considered the question, “Do I quench the Spirit?”
 

As always, thanks for reading, and I welcome your feedback and any suggestions you might have for an upcoming Lunchtime Musing.

A Christmas to Remember

I am not a Grinch nor an Ebeneezer Scrooge, but over the years, Christmas has not been my favorite season. Don’t get me wrong. I rejoice at the celebration of the Incarnation. I marvel at the wonder of worldwide cheerfulness that “the Lord is come.” And I love Christmas music. With the exceptions of Last Christmas and Christmas Shoes, I enjoy everything from Silver Bells to Lo, How a Rose ‘Er Blooming. While Christmas decorations in my house may be more than I appreciate, I smile at all the lights around town and eagerly anticipate storefront windows framed for the season. Still, I am usually happy when all things Christmas come to an end, but not this year.

I don’t know why you read my weekly writings. I appreciate that you do. And today, I hope you’ll suffer a most personal muse.

At Grandma's House

Over the last week, I had the privilege to share Christmas with the whole of the family God has given to Brenda and me. That’s a first for us, not likely to be repeated anytime in the near future. The time had to come to an end because seasons change, and our children have formed their own families as God has designed. Those new families create their own traditions as the former ones fade. New joys replace the old. Fresh giggles rise where previous ones were heard. New memories take shape as past ones disappear.

So, I shared with my bride turned mother and now grandmother, the joys of the season with our children and grandchildren. Every night of the last week, Brenda and I kissed and hugged them all as they loaded into their minivans and car seats. Back inside, we put ourselves to the work to ready for the next day. We washed the mound of dishes and pans stacked on the counters and in the sink. We emptied overflowing garbage cans, swept and vacuumed crumb laden floors, and stored so many of grandma’s toys so when the grands made their next day’s entrance, they could pour them out again for another day of play. Wash. Rinse. Repeat.

The dining room table can’t hold us all, so we add another table that drapes into the kitchen. Of course, there is a kids’ table in the kitchen too. The space fills quickly. We linger long over gourmet dinners Brenda has been planning for months. We moan after the last bite, "I ate too much," and then eat more at the next feast. The littles leave their miniature chairs now covered with most of their food to head to parts unknown to discover something new in grandma’s toy chest. The parents and spouses stay near each other, laughing, reminiscing, and making new memories, multiple conversations happening simultaneously. I don’t say much. Hearing all their voices and watching their happy faces is far better than anything I might contribute.

In the Lord's House

We gathered on the Lord’s Day, all of us in one place singing enthusiastically of the Savior each of us loves, praying confidently to our Father who hears us, and receiving with gladness the Word preached to us. Early on in our marriage, Brenda and I pledged to each other to raise a Christian family as God gave us grace. As we age, we long for generational Christianity. Though the third generation is young, and its future not yet written, the second generation is positioned for a life of faithfulness to our Lord. When John writes, “I have no greater joy than to hear that my children walk in truth,” I know exactly what he means (3 John 2). I say none of this to boast of the skills Brenda and I exercised in our parenting but only to boast in Christ, who in His life and death and in the sovereignty of His resurrection, has brought us all together.

Sage Words

As we anticipate another grandchild in the next few weeks and the prospect of more to come, I’ve meditated on Proverbs 17:6, “Grandchildren are the crown of old men, and the beauty of sons is their fathers.” Matthew Henry offers wonderful thoughts on the maxim.

They are so, that is, they should be so, and, if they conduct themselves worthily, they are so. (1). It is an honour to parents when they are old to leave children, and children's children, growing up, that tread in the steps of their virtues, and are likely to maintain and advance the reputation of their families. It is an honour to a man to live so long as to see his children's children (Ps 128:6; Gen 50:23), to see his house built up in them, and to see them likely to serve their generation according to the will of God. This crowns and completes their comfort in this world. (2). It is an honour to children to have wise and godly parents, and to have them continued to them even after they have themselves grown up and settled in the world. Those are unnatural children who reckon their aged parents a burden to them, and think they live too long; whereas, if the children be wise and good, it is as much their honour as can be that thereby they are comforts to their parents in the unpleasant days of their old age.

Whether or not I experience again a Christmas like the most recent, I do not know. What I do know is the Lord gave to me a wonderful gift as we celebrated His indescribable gift (2 Corinthians 9:15).

God Be with You Till We Meet Again - Jeremiah Eames Rankin (1828-1904)

God be with you till we meet again;
loving counsels guide, uphold you,
may the Shepherd’s care enfold you;
God be with you till we meet again.

God be with you till we meet again;
unseen wings, protecting, hide you,
daily manna still provide you;
God be with you till we meet again.

God be with you till we meet again;
when life’s perils thick confound you,
put unfailing arms around you;
God be with you till we meet again.

God be with you till we meet again;
keep love’s banner floating o’er you,
smite death’s threat’ning wave before you;
God be with you till we meet again.

As always, thanks for reading, and I welcome your feedback and any suggestions you might have for an upcoming Lunchtime Musing.

Let's Read the Bible Together in 2024

I don’t have a strong opinion on the whole idea of New Year’s resolutions. If they work for you, go for it. If they are only going to add to the stress you already feel, what’s the point? There is probably a better way for you. But I do think there is necessity in planning for improvement.

There is little good accomplished apart from intention and planning. Clearing the snow that will come at some point this winter requires the intention to shovel and the plan to buy a shovel to move the snow. Without either, you’re likely to have that dreaded packed snow driveway, which if it doesn’t irritate you, will irritate your father-in-law when he comes to visit his grandchildren.

They probably exist somewhere in Christianity, but I have yet to meet the people who read, study, and know the Word of God without both intent and plan. I do know many people who intend to read the Bible, but they have no plan to follow. Sadly, the reality is too many of us who hear the faithful preaching of the Word of God in our churches spend very little time in God’s Word other than Sundays.

Would you like to change that for yourself? Then let’s read the Bible together. Christianity is always personal but never private, and that includes our Bible reading. We cannot meet every morning or evening for Bible reading, but we can plan to read together.

If you’d like to join me in reading the Bible, I have three suggestions and invite you to choose one with me.

Option 1: Read the Proverb of the Day. This simple plan has been a favorite of many since personal Bibles became the possession of anyone who wanted one. There are 31 chapters in Proverbs. Simply read the Proverb that corresponds to the day. January 1 read Proverbs 1. January 2 read Proverbs 2, and so on. If you miss a day, just pick up by reading the chapter that matches the current day. There is no requirement to go back and catch up, though you certainly can if you’d like.

Option 2: Read the Psalms of the Day. I learned this pattern for reading the psalms from a college professor. Month after month, you can read the whole collection of psalms by reading 5 psalms each day. Like the Proverb of the Day, you begin with the psalm that corresponds to the day – for example Psalm 1 the first day of the month. From there you add 30. On the first day of the month, you will read Psalms 1, 31, 61, 91, 121. On the 17th day of the month, you will read Psalms 17, 47, 77, 107, 137. The only variation is Psalm 119. Because of its length, read 119 on the 31st day of the month as a stand-alone psalm. In addition to improving your math skills, you will gain exponentially in your spiritual maturity by the intake of the psalms.

Option 3: Here’s a great plan I find accessible for any Christian, and, I think, can fit into the lifestyle of virtually everyone. The 5 Day Bible Reading Program takes you through the whole Bible from January 1 – December 31. The plan is kind of chronological but not exclusively. 5 days instead of 7 allows for catchup if you miss a day. The plan if free and downloadable, and for those who need paper in front of you, you can print off the plan and mark the days as you go.

So, who’s with me? If you want to read the Bible together, text me or reply that you’re in. The first of every month, I’ll let the group know how I am doing in my Bible reading, and we can encourage each other in our Bible reading.

Most of my readers are more than familiar with the positives for reading and studying God’s Word. You know the Bible is a lamp to your fight and a light to your path. You know it’s the source of wisdom and that Bible intake will keep you from giving into temptation. You know reading the Bible is the key to praying the Bible. What you need is a community of people to help you read the Bible. I know a group of people who can help you. I’m one of them, and I need you to help me. So, let’s read the Bible together.

I look forward to hearing from you.

As always, thanks for reading, and I welcome your feedback and any suggestions you might have for an upcoming Lunchtime Musing.

36 Expressions of Praise – One for Every Year

Today, December 19, 2023, Brenda and I celebrate 36 years together as husband and wife. Ours is a marriage marked by God’s grace and nearly daily expressions of mercy. In marriage, grace from God generates acts of mercy toward each other, mercy that’s necessary when he gets on your nerves or when she fails to meet your expectations. We’ve lived this. Grace and mercy is the storyline of our romance.

Following the long description of the amazing woman depicted in Proverbs 31, the writer comments, “Her children rise up and call her blessed; Her husband also, and he praises her.”

I’ll give it a shot. Here’s my best effort to identify 36 expressions of praise for Brenda, one for every year of marriage. I’m writing this in one attempt – no editing and no returning later to finish the task. This should be easy. How hard can it be to come up with 36 expressions of praise for my wife? Starting time 1:10. Here we go.

1. Brenda has fulfilled her marriage vows to me for 36 years.

2. Brenda has given me four children. They came out of her body. Amazing, I know!

3. Brenda learned to drive a manual transmission because that’s the only transmission I would accept in my Mustang, and it was the only car we owned.

4. Brenda encourages relationships with my friends so that I ski, fish, hunt, golf, play ball, travel, go to games and more, all with her genuine approval.

5. Brenda is wise with our income, earning from me the nickname, “The Queen of Thrift.”

6. Brenda is not afraid to raise an objection or to wave a yellow flag of caution when she senses I’m drifting into a danger zone.

7. Brenda listens as I tell her my dreams and has, over the years, done whatever she can to help me fulfill my dreams.

8. Brenda accepts my impromptu and impulsive actions and views them as part of the package she acquired when she married me, often leading to shared fun between us.

9. Brenda is patient with me when tasks she has requested are not accomplished in a timely manner.

10. Brenda gives me a better reputation than I would have without her.

11. Brenda washes my clothes, irons my shirts, and matches my socks. I know how to do all those things and was doing them before we were married, but I have not needed to do the task for years. The socks magically appear in my dresser drawer.

12. Brenda makes phone calls for me to customer service because I have no patience when on the phone with customer service. As a bonus, her success rate with customer service is significantly higher than mine.

13. Brenda keeps our house clean, not like a museum clean, but tidy and, therefore, comfortable and inviting. I don’t have to move stuff to find a place to eat or sit. Anyone can stop by, or I can bring someone home and she’s not bothered by the appearance of our house. Of course, I know the rules, her laundry room is not a place for socialization, and I know better than to bring anyone there.

14. Brenda has never had a bent to change me. Help me improve? Sure. Make me something other than what I am? Never.

15. Brenda does not nag me; it simply does not happen.

16. Brenda tells me the truth.

17. Brenda laughs at my witty comments and juvenile actions. Our kids say she’s an enabler.

18. Brenda does not raise her voice to me.

19. Brenda prepares meals she knows I prefer and does not make food she knows I’d rather not have (like pancakes for dinner, tuna fish casserole, or spinach).

20. Though she has not had a full-time job since the first two years of our marriage, Brenda has found creative ways to contribute to our household income.

21. Brenda views my calling to ministry as her calling too. I could not do what I do without her disposition.

22. Brenda is fiercely loyal to me and will defend me against all.

23. Brenda will not criticize me to her sister, her friends, to anonymous social media accounts, or to people in her volleyball world who do not know me, even if the point of criticism is valid.

24. Brenda has been willing to try almost anything I suggest once. So, she’s climbed mountains, parasailed, squeezed the trigger on a .12-gauge shotgun, been with me in a submarine at the bottom of the ocean floor, and a lot more. The key word here is once.

25. Brenda cared for me as I recovered from multiple reconstructive knee surgeries.

26. Brenda makes me think I am needed by her, but I know I need her far more than she needs me.

27. Brenda has listened to more of my sermons than any other human, and she still chooses to sit in the front row, Bible open, pen in hand, readers perched on her cute, little nose, listening intently.

28. Brenda loved my mom and dad, was eager for their involvement in our family, and grieved at their deaths.

29. Brenda has been an amazing mom to our children, but I really think God made her to be a grandmother. She has GOAT potential.

30. Brenda is content with the life we share. She’s grateful for anything we have and does not complain about what we don’t have.

31. Brenda has learned to appreciate my eclectic music tastes, though she prefers I turn down the volume.

32. Brenda thinks positively about me, routinely giving me the benefit of the doubt.

33. Brenda works hard at whatever tasks are in front of her even when the tasks are unpleasant and will not leave a task unfinished.

34. Brenda approaches life more optimistically than I do, as a result she’s generally more pleasant than I am. It’s the rare occasion when I am not greeted with a warm smile.

35. Brenda loves the Lord and sincerely desires to live faithful to Jesus above all else.

36. Brenda kisses me, hugs me, takes my arm, and tells me she loves me.

Well, there you have it. It is now 2:22, a little over an hour to write out 36 expressions. That’s a good exercise for spouses to engage. That’s a good exercise for parents and children to engage in. It is a good exercise for church members to engage. It’s easy to think of the shortcomings and negative traits of those close to us. It’s not helpful to dwell on those thoughts. We build relationships, and we think better about God’s good gifts to us when we muse on traits and actions worthy of praise.

He who finds a wife finds a good thing,
And obtains favor from the Lord.

Proverbs 18:22

s always, thanks for reading, and I welcome your feedback and any suggestions you might have for an upcoming Lunchtime Musing.