YOUR POINT OF VIEW?

“Come and see the works of God; He is awesome in His doing toward the sons of men. He rules by His power forever; His eyes observe the nations; Do not let the rebellious exalt themselves.” Psalms 66:5, 7.  (NKJV).

“Watch out for that drop-off, son.” Grandfather put down his walking stick. “Let’s take a break, check out the scenery.”

Leaning against the rock moutain wall, Grandfather pointed up. “See the eagle? Watch him glide on the thermals. His tremendous eyesight magnifies. Like your binoculars.”

Timmy adjusted them. “He’s beautiful and flying free. Looks like I can reach out and touch him.”

“Turn the glasses around. Look through the big end." 

“Everything is tiny.” He looked at the rocks at his feet.

“Changes your point of view, doesn’t it? Same binoculars, same view. Changed because of the way you look through the lenses.”

Grandfather tilted his head. “Just think, Timmy. The Lord showed us an amazing principle. He’s all seeing, all knowing. He sees the big picture, but also the tiny details.”

“Awesome. Like my life?”

Grandfather smiled. “Good way to put it. The Lord is awesome in all He does.” Arm around Timmy’s shoulders, he said. “He cares about every detail of our life and lets us enjoy His mighty works.

“When viewing life, if we look through God's eyepiece, everything’s magnified and we see the large picture. He’s in control. But if we look through the world's lens, we fret, become narrow, even bitter.”

“All about choice, huh?”

“Indeed.”

Timmy tipped his head. “I choose to trust the Lord—His viewpoint. After all, He holds the binoculars.”

“Good thinking, son. He does indeed.” He hugged his grandson a bit tighter.

Kingdom Thinking. I chose to look through the correct eyepiece on life’s binoculars. Otherwise, my life focus blurs. The Lord promises never to leave nor forsake me and He loves me with an everlasting love. Let Him hold life’s binoculars so you can see His Works. His viewpoint is awesome.

HIS MERCIES—NEW EVERY MORNING!

“Through the Lord’s mercies we are not consumed, Because His compassions fail not. They are new every morning; Great is Your faithfulness. ‘The Lord is my portion,' says my soul. 'Therefore I hope in Him!’" Lamentations 3:22-24. (NKJV).

“You refused a tip from Mrs. Smith? Why?” Grandfather's eyebrows raised.

“She doesn’t have much money and I—.” Timmy tipped his head. “Did I do wrong?”

“Have a seat son.” Grandfather chewed on his bottom lip. “Remember how you felt when you made your first cake?” Timmy giggled.

“Thought you’d done a great job until you jerked the pan out of the oven and added the sugar.” Grandfather’s laugh started deep, rumbled and bubbled up.

“Forgot to add it to the batter. Didn’t turn out too good, huh? Soggy in the middle.” 

Grandfather laughed, his face red. “Sad describes it better.”

Timmy snorted. “You ate a piece anyway.”

“Yep. Considered it a potion from my favorite grandson.”

“I’m your only grandson, Grandfather.”

“True and our Lord is faithful. He takes the mess of our lives and uses it to His glory. Just like the cake you baked or—half-baked.” Grandfather chuckled. “His compassions never fail. They are new every morning. A new day—a present waiting to be opened."

“Grandfather, I’ll be back.” He grabbed his baseball cap as he ran to the door. “May I borrow your rake?”

“Sure but where're you going?” 

“To deliver a present. Mrs. Smith’s yard’s covered with leaves.” 

Grandfather smiled, bowed his head. “Thank you for Timmy’s tender heart. Bless him, Lord.” 

Kingdom Thinking. I’m here because of the Lord’s mercies. He promises never to leave nor forsake me. He loves me with an everlasting love. His compassions are new every morning—a present from Him. He offers the same to you. Won’t you come?

GIVING THANKS—A GOOD CHOICE!

“Rejoice always, pray without ceasing, in everything give thanks; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you.” 1 Thessalonians 5:16-18. (NKJV).

“How do you give thanks when you’re not thankful?” Timmy's chin quivered. “I don't want to, Grandfather.”

“Guilty of the very thing myself.” Timmy’s head snapped up.

“You?”

“Many times. Giving thanks is a choice.” Grandfather tilted his head. “Have you noticed the Scripture doesn’t read, 'Give thanks when you feel like it?' It reads, 'In everything give thanks.'”

“But Grandfather, I’m not thankful when I'm hurting.” 

Grandfather smiled. “Remember when you were learning to ride your bicycle?”

“I had a hard time at first, but once I learned, I did okay.”

“Yes, you got some bruises when you fell, but you didn’t quit—just kept on getting up and trying again.”  

“Grandfather, you know I hurt my ankle practicing for the race. Now I’m sitting here, my foot propped.” He dipped his head. “And I can’t be in the race today.”

“How if we go to the race? We’ll fix a place in the back of my truck so you can watch.” 

Grandfather opened the hall closet, pulled out a box. “This should do the trick.”

“Your megaphone? You'd let me use your megaphone? All right!” He pumped his fist.

“What’s different?” Grandfather cocked his head. “Still have an injured ankle. Still needs propping…” 

Timmy held up the megaphone. "This will make me a part of the team.”

Grandfather sat by Timmy. “See it a bit differently, son. Circumstances haven’t changed but your attitude has.

“You chose to be excited. When we give the Lord the hurtful things in our life, with His love and grace, the results are for His Glory and our good.”

Timmy grinned. “Guess that’s what happens when we give thanks to the Lord. Just think, Grandfather.”

“What’s that?”

“You took something hurtful and made it exciting. Now I get to use your megaphone.” He tilted his head. “That’s important to learn, isn’t it?”

“Absolutely.”

“Know what? The Lord still has a place for me in the race. Instead of running, I can cheer for the runners. Now can we check out the back of the truck to see what we need?”

“We can and will.” He grabbed Timmy’s crutches.

Kingdom Thinking. When I give thanks for everything in my life, the Lord Jesus brings good. Therefore I rejoice for this is His will for me. He promises never to leave nor forsake me and loves me with an everlasting love. He promises the same to you. Won’t you come?

THE GREAT EXCHANGE!

“Then Jonathan and David made a covenant, because he loved him as his own soul. And Jonathan took off the robe that was on him and gave it to David, with his armor, even to his sword and his bow and his belt.” 1 Samuel 18: 3, 4. (NKJV).

“Hold it, Grandfather. Isn’t Jonathan the next king?” Grandfather removed his glasses.

“Right. Prince Jonathan, King Saul’s son, was next in line. But we see a picture here that changes everything. 

“Jonathan and David entered into a covenant or agreement. That day they exchanged robes which represented the person. Then the armor and sword—protection, and the belt--”

“I wouldn’t give my sword away.”

“A difficult decision and one not entered into without soul-searching. These instruments of power and protection, usually surrendered to the enemy, Jonathan gave gladly, as he transferred his royal power from Saul’s family to David.”

“Why would he do that?”

“Jonathan knew David would be the next king.” Grandfather held up his hand. “I don’t know how. Maybe Samuel, the prophet, told him. He trusted David and knew the Lord God was with him.”

“That’s important?”

“The most important thing we will ever learn is the Lord Jesus is with us—forever.

“I thought it only a story until I met the Lord Jesus and realized He is my Jonathan. He willingly gave up His place in Heaven to come to earth and exchange places with me. No way could I be in the royal family--until the Lord Jesus came with his invitation of forgiveness, grace and love.”

“I believe, Grandfather. Will the Lord Jesus be my Jonathan, too?” Grandfather put his arm around Timmy’s shoulder, eyes shining.

“Absolutely. You can trust our Lord.” 

“That’s what I want to do, but…”

“What have you done?"

“I admitted I'm a sinner.” Grandfather  nodded. “I  asked the Lord Jesus to forgive my sins and to come into my life—to be my Lord and Savior…” 

“And?” 

“I’m still not sure. I didn’t feel anything.”

“That’s okay, Timmy. The Lord Jesus made the covenant when He gave His Life for mine, for yours, on the cross. You decide to trust Him with everything. The Lord Jesus will do the rest.”

“Thank you, Lord Jesus, for loving me and being my Jonathan. I put my trust in You forever. Amen” 

“Amen.” Grandfather hugged him really tight. 

Kingdom Thinking. The Lord Jesus made the grand exchange for me. He took my sin, paid it in full. He loves me with an everlasting love and promises never to leave nor forsake me. He offers the same to you. Won’t you come to Him?

WHAT A FLOCK!

“I am the good shepherd; and I know My SHEEP, and am known by My own. As the Father knows Me, even so I know the Father; and I lay down My life for the sheep.” John 10: 14, 15. (NKJV).

“Look at the lambs, running and playing.” Timmy stood on the bottom rail of the fence.

 

“Takes all kinds of sheep to make a flock.” Grandfather chuckled. “Your Aunt Sue learned that fact pretty quick.”

 

“What happened?”

 

“On her morning to feed the chickens and collect the eggs, she tip-toed down the back steps. She kept an eye out for Old Bessie—one onery old ewe. Bending over to enter the henhouse, she heard hoofbeats. Before she could change directions, Bessie’s head made contact. 

 

“Wham!  She hit the ground, sprawled and fuming. Bessie stood triumphantly—her territory safe from unwanted visitors. 

 

“’And I thought sheep were special,’ she said, stomping into the kitchen.”

 

Timmy whooped with laughter. “Wish I’d been there to see it.” Grandfather chuckled.

“What a flock of sheep. Just think, the flock is not made only of fluffy lambs. You have every kind of sheep imaginable. Soft cuddly ones but also tough ones, crippled ones, and just downright mean ones.

“We’re like the flock of sheep. But's there is one difference." 

"What's that?"

"We have the Lord Jesus Christ, the Good Shepherd. And you know what?" Timmy shook his head. "The Shepherd can handle every sheep in the flock. They belong to Him. He knows each one by name and seeks them out when they wander—“

“Even when they misbehave and are mean?” 

“Absolutely.” 

“Am I one of His lambs?”

“You’re one of His lambs, for sure.” Grandfather put his arm around his grandson.
“Remember you asked the Lord Jesus into your life—“ 

“At camp, last summer. I know He loves me. But Grandfather?”

“Yes.”

“I still do things and say things I shouldn’t.”

“No problem for our Lord. He knows us, yet He loves us and calls us His own—“

“So when I mess up, I go to Him?” 

“You run, son. You run. ” He hugged his grandson.

Kingdom Thinking. Once I was brought into the fold, I belong to the Lord Jesus. He is my Good Shepherd. He loves me and promises never to leave me. Won’t you come to Him. He loves you and is seeking you.

THE ADVOCATE!

“My little children, these things I write to you, so that you may not sin. And if anyone sins, we have an Advocate with the Father, Jesus Christ the righteous.” 1 John 2:1. (NKJV).

“Timmy, would you get the door?” Timmy chewed his bottom lip.

“Your grandfather at home?” Timmy nodded, opened the door for the policeman to come in. “Guess you know why I’m here.”

“Yes sir.” He dipped his head.

“Jacob. Good to see you. How about a cup of coffee.” At his nod, Grandfather poured the coffee. “Not a social visit?”

“Nope. A little incident at Mr. Snyder’s grocery this morning—some boys took liberties...”

“Timmy, too?” He nodded. “What’s Snyder want me to do?”

The officer’s blue eyes twinkled. “He knows Timmy and he trusts you. Said you’ll do the right thing.” He stood. “Thanks for the coffee. I’ll let myself out.”

“Timmy? Understand there was a problem at Snyder’s grocery.” He looked down. “Look me in the eye, son. That’s better.” He pulled out a kitchen chair. “Sit. Tell me what happened.” He listened to Timmy’s story.

“Let me get this straight. You didn’t want to disappoint your friends? The point is, you did wrong.” Grandfather glanced around the room. “Where’re your friends now?” He took a deep breath.

“Timmy, you confessed your sin to me but that’s not enough, is it?” He shook his head. “We have to make it right.”

“We?” His eyes flared.  “But Grandfather, I’m the guilty one.”

“Right. Let’s have a talk with Mr. Snyder. If you’re truly sorry, maybe he’ll forgive the deed by having you work for him to cover the damages.”

Timmy blinked. “You’d do that for me? Why?” 

“Son, you belong to me. Same last name. Your actions reflect on me. We’re in this together—“ 

“That’s what the Lord Jesus does for us, for me?” 

 “Absolutely. He knows we’ll sin. That’s our nature. When we sin, He stands with us. He’s paid the price on Calvary for all of our sins.” 

“But why?” 

“His amazing love. Son, I’m convinced if I could understand just a little of His immense love for me, I’d never have a reason to sin. Sadly, my human nature kicks in and I think I can handle it myself. So I’ll…”

“He knows this and loves me anyway?”

“Loves you especially ’cause He knows us and our nature."

Timmy threw his arms around Grandfather’s neck. “That’s the most awesome thing I’ve heard. To think the Lord Jesus, the Lord of the universe, loves me that much. Thank you for showing me.  I’ll never do it again.”

Grandfather chuckled, hugged his Grandson. “If or when you do it again, remember. You have an advocate with the Father who loves you with an everlasting love."

Kingdom Thinking. Being a sinner, I sin. The Lord Jesus knows and agrees sin must be dealt with. I belong to Him, the righteous One. Being righteous, He paid for my sin. He is my Advocate with the Father. Do you have an Advocate? He loves you and waits for you.

THE COMMANDER!

 “A Man stood opposite him with His sword drawn in His hand. And Joshua went to Him and said to Him, ‘Are You for us or for our adversaries?’ So He said, ‘No, but as  Commander of the army of the Lord I have now come.’ And Joshua fell on his face to the earth and worshiped, and said to Him, ‘What does my Lord say to His servant?’” Joshua 5:13b-15. (NKJV).

“What would you do if the Commander of the army of the Lord came to you?” Grandfather said.

“Faint.”

“And rightly so, son. He carried a sword.”

“I don’t get it. He didn’t say who He was for.”

“Who did He approach?”

“Joshua.”

“His answer?” Timothy tilted his head.

“He didn’t answer the question, but told Joshua who He was—the Commander of the army of God.” Timmy tilted his head. “That’s important, isn’t it?” Grandfather smiled.

“He got Joshua’s attention. He wanted him to know to whom he belonged. We’ll always have adversaries but the Commander of the Lord’s army, the Lord Jesus Christ, has authority over them.

“How did Joshua respond?”

“He fell down and worshiped.”

“You're right, Timmy, but he also made a declaration. He knew he served the Commander. In other words, 'Your word is my command.'”

“Does that happen today?” He stared at grandfather. “Does He want me to serve?”

“Indeed He does. He asks us to follow Him.”

“How do I follow Him?

“It’s not enough to know about Him. You must know Him personally.” 

“That’s impossible, Grandfather. There’s no way I can know Him…”

“Trust me. He’ll come to you…” 

“With a sword?” 

“That's the way He got Joshua’s attention.” He turned to Timmy? “What’s your name?”

“Grandfather, you know my name’s Timmy. I’m named after you.” 

Grandfather chuckled. “'Course I do and so does the Lord Jesus. He’ll come to you because He loves you and knows your name.” 

“You’re sure I’ll know?” 

“Oh believe me, you’ll know.”

“Will you pray with me, Grandfather? I don’t want to miss Him when He comes.” 

He nodded. “Heavenly Father, I come to You…”

“Lord, this is Timmy. I want to know You. Will you come and show me what I’m supposed to do? Thank you. Amen.”

“Amen,” Grandfather said as he hugged his grandson.

Kingdom Thinking. I thought the world different from Joshua’s time, but is it? Adversaries abound, but our Commander, the Lord Jesus Christ, is in control. He loves me with an everlasting love and promises never to leave nor forsake me. He offers the same to you. Won’t you come?

DIG A LITTLE DEEPER!

“I will give you the treasures of darkness and hidden riches of secret places, that you may know that I, the Lord, who call you by your name, Am the God of Israel.” Isaiah 45:3. (NKJV).

“What about this one?” Grandfather shook his head.

“Doesn’t have to be the biggest, son. Sometimes the best quality can be small.” Timmy dropped the large rock. "Dig deeper." Timmy picked up the pick.

This vacation week they camped in Pisgah National Forest. Today they'd mine for precious stones. Tomorrow hike up  Looking Glass. 

“Look at this purple rock.” Timmy washed it, held it up to the light. 

“Nice find. Looks like an amethyst. Didn’t jump into your hands, did it?”

“Nope. Had to dig for it. Hidden deep under the dirt.”

“You know, Timmy. The Lord promises us treasures. Treasures hidden in secret places.”

“What does that mean exactly?”

“Under heat and pressure, over time, gems are created. We dig to find them.” He looked at Timmy. “The Lord loves us more than gems, right? We’re his jewels. He puts us in dark places...”

“Like when bad things happen?” Nodding, Grandfather continued.

“It’s hard to trust in the dark places when you can’t see your next step, but the Lord knows what He’s doing. He’s in the process of making treasures.”

“But it’s scary.”

“It is but we're never alone. He wants me to know He, the Lord, calls me by my name. And the hidden riches will come to light.”

“We’ll get hidden riches?” Timmy’s eyes sparkled.

“We’re His riches, His jewels.” Grandfather chuckled. "Circumstances and hard times cut and polish us so His light can shine through.”

“Wow. That’s amazing.” Grandfather grinned.

"Indeed it is, son. So—dig a little deeper.”

After what seemed like forever, Timmy stopped. He lifted the rock, shone the light on it.

“Grandfather? Take a look.” 

“Well, son. Looks like you have yourself another nice amethyst. Congratulations.” 

Timmy tilted his head. “Dark places aren’t fun but look at my treasures. Thank you for showing me not to give up but dig a little deeper.” 

Grandfather’s eyes glistened as he hugged his grandson. 

Kingdom Thinking. The Lord brought me from a hidden place. Now through his love and grace, He’s in the process of making me into one of His jewels. He loves me and promises never to leave me. Would you like to be one of His jewels? Come to Him.

NIGHTMARE LIVING? CHOOSE THE BETTER WAY!

 "Fear not, for I am with you; Be not dismayed, for I am your God. I'll strengthen you, Yes, I'll help you, I will uphold you with my righteous right hand." Isaiah 41:10. (NKJV).

The rutted road ribboned on forever. Rain pounded the windscreen, the wipers failing to keep up. The black mouth of the deep drop-off yawned, ready for the car to slide into its jaws.

Hydroplaning, the driver turned the wheel into the skid. Didn't help. The vehicle veered to the right. The right front tire dropped, stilled for a few seconds before tipping into the abyss.

"Daddy!"

Strong arms gathered her, held her close.

"Shh. I've got you. Just a bad dream." He gently rocked her in his arms until she quieted. She shivered, snuggled closer, her breathing deepening.

How often did this happen? As a child, it seemed a nightly occurrence. Most important to me? Daddy came, picked me up. Everytime. I'd awake in my bed the following morning. Never did he mention it or complain of broken sleep.

Daddy's been gone for many years but as I study the Scriptures, I see God, the Father is available 24/7. He promises never to leave nor forsake me and He loves me no matter how many times I turn to nightmare living and call to Him for help.

For over thirty years of my life, I ignored Him. He's never failed to love me. He'd been there all the time. 

He knows I'll be afraid and fret so He put in writing what He'll do for me. 

"I am with you. I am your God. I'll strengthen you, help you and lift you up." 

What more can He say than to me He has said? 

I choose to put my trust in the Lord Jesus Christ. He loves me and promises never to leave me. A little secret here. I never said I always feel like He’s with me. But in my heart of hearts? I know He’s with me for He keeps His Word.

Kingdom Thinking. The Lord loves His children no matter their age. (He referred to His disciples as little children). He'll never leave me. He promises in His word and He keeps His promises. He loves you, too, and wants you to know His Love. Choose the better way. Now that's something to think about!

GREAT IS HIS MERCY!

“For as the heavens are high above the earth, So great is His mercy toward those who fear Him; As far as the east is from the west, So far has He removed our transgressions from us.” Psalm 103:11,12. (NKJV).

“Mercy, son. What in the world did you roll in? You stink to high heaven.” Grandfather pinched his nose.

“Do you love me when I stink, Grandfather?” Timmy's head tilted.

“Want me to count the ways?” His grandson nodded. “One. You’re a right handsome fellow. Two, you’re smart. Three, you’re filthy.”

“Wait. You’re ’splaining how I look. Why do you love me?”

Grandfather's face softened. “Son, I love you because you’re mine. You belong to me.”

“Forever?” 

“Forever and ever. Don’t forget it.” His grandson nodded, grinning like he’d won first prize.

“Now,” Grandfather said. “Get your bath. Then we’ll have time after supper to go outside.” 

“But I’ll get dirty and have to take another bath.” Grandfather chuckled.

“After your bath all you need to wash will be your hands and feet.” He winked at his grandson. “All that dirt went down the drain.

“That’s what happened when I turned to the Lord Jesus.”

“What do you mean, Grandfather?” 

“Battered and broken from the lies of the world, I turned to the Lord Jesus. He scooped me up, washed away my sins, and showed me His great mercy. He washed my guilt and shame down the drain, to be seen nevermore.”

“Like you did for me?” His head dipped. “But will the Lord Jesus do it for me?”

“Absolutely.” 

“Why?” 

“'Cause He knows you can’t do it.” He shrugged. “Fact is—neither can I.” 

“How long does His mercy last?”

“His mercy endures forever.”

“I need His mercy, Grandfather. Will you pray with me?”

“Dear Heavenly Father, here we are again—“ 

“It’s me, Timmy, Lord. I need Your mercy. Thank you for loving me. In Jesus Name. Amen.” 

Grandfather grabbed Timmy, hugged him—dirt, stench and all.

Kingdom Thinking. The Lord Jesus offers the same to you. He knows your hurts and pain. He promises never to leave nor forsake you. He loves you with an everlasting love. Let Him wash you clean. Please come. 

WHEN GOLIATH SNARLS!

“I would have lost heart, unless I had believed that I would see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living.” Psalm 27:13. (NKJV).

“But he said we have no hope. Don’t you believe him?”

“No, Timmy. I don’t care how many people say something, that doesn’t make it true.”

“But Grandfather—” He opened his Bible to 1 Samuel 7.

“Timmy, remember the story of David and Goliath?” He  nodded. “Here’s David, a young shepherd boy, asking his brothers and the rest of the army, what they're going to do about this giant, Goliath. He was big and scary.”

“Was David scared?”

“Sure he was, but it didn't keep him from volunteering. So they took him to King Saul who tried to protect him with his armor. But it didn’t fit. One size doesn’t fit all.”

“Like me wearing your coat?” Timmy laughed. “Couldn’t find my hands.”

“Exactly.” Grandfather chuckled. 

“David depended on the Lord God. He ran towards the giant with his sling, stopped at the brook, picked up five stones, said. ‘I come to you in the name of the Lord of hosts, the God of the armies of Israel, whom you have defied. This day the Lord will deliver you into my hand.’ He put a stone in his sling, slung it, hit Goliath in his forehead. He fell on his face to the earth.”

“Wait, Grandfather. How could David fight when the others were afraid?”

“The others thought Goliath was too big to fight. David thought he was too big to miss. It’s all about the way we see things. Remember, David had fought a lion and a bear while protecting his sheep. The Lord trained David as a shepherd. He was ready.”

“I want to be trained and ready but do I have to fight lions and bears?”

“Hope not, son. But everyone has Goliaths in this boot camp of life but God provides the stones. We know we will see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living. Therefore, we don’t loose heart.”

Timmy tilted his head. “Let me get this straight. In this life we’ll have Goliaths?”

“Right.” 

“But God provides the stones? So I don’t have to fear?” 

“Right again.” 

“How do I know where the stones are?” 

“By studying God’s Word.” 

“So we know His Will and how to fight?” grandfather nodded. “I won’t be alone?” 

“He promises He’ll never leave you.” 

“Okay. If that’s true, I’ll trust God when Golliath snarls.” 

Grandfather hugged his grandson, his eyes glistening.

Kingdom Thinking. I find it easy to loose heart. So I choose to look at the Goliaths in my life and know the Lord Jesus has a plan. He loves me with an everlasting love and promises never to leave me. He promises the same to you. Won’t you come?     

LET THE LIGHT SHINE!

"No one, when he has lit a lamp, puts it in a secret place or under a basket, but on a lampstand, that those who come in may see the light." Luke 11:33. (NKJV)

Timmy hustled into the kitchen “The storm knocked out the electricity, Grandfather. Where're the candles?” 

“Drawer next to the sink. I’ll get them.” Lightening slashed the darkness followed by a rolling crash  of thunder.

 A scratch of the match and a candle flamed. “Put this in the candlestick.”

Timmy grabbed the candle. It sputtered, darkness engulfed him. 

“Don't fret.” Grandfather lit another. “Not so fast this time.

“Tell you what, Timmy. Let’s put these candles under a flower pot.” 

“Under a flower pot? Then we’ll be in the dark.” He shivered. “I want light.”

“Bright fellow.” He chuckled. "Light gives us life, Timmy. It also gives us hope. 

In the early days of Israel, the lamp burned during the night. The clay lamp, filled with olive oil gave light, chased away the darkness. The light also let folks know the family was home.”

“Like the night light in my room?” Grandfather nodded. “I feel safe with it on.”

“The most important light in the world is the Lord Jesus. When you asked Him into your life, He brought light because He is Light. His light shines through you.”

“Even when I do bad things?” Timmy tilted his head. 

Grandfather smiled. “Sometimes, you close your spiritual blinds and don’t let the light shine through you but He’ll never leave you."

 

"Why?"

 

"He’s a Gentleman and will never force you to do something against your will.” 

 

“But why?"

 

"Because of His great Love for you.” Grandfather tilted his head. “Remember when you were little and scared. You’d come runnung to me with your arms outstretched?” 

“And you’d reach out and lift me in your arms.” 

“How’d you feel?” 

“I felt safe and I knew you loved me.” 

“Son, that’s the way it is with our Lord Jesus. When—“

“When I’m scared or sad, He reaches out His arms to me? Even when I don’t deserve it?”

“Absolutely.” 

 

“Always?”

 

“You can count on it.” 

“That’s what I want, Grandfather.” He hugged his grandson. “And grandfather? I want the Lord Jesus’ light to shine through me.” He hugged him a little tighter.

Kingdom Thinking. The Lord Jesus, the Light of the world, offers me His love. Sometimes, I shutter His Light in my life but He promises never to leave nor forsake me. His Love Light is there forever. He offers it to you, too. Won't you choose Him?

THE INVITATION!

 “Come to Me, all you who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For My yoke is easy and My burden is light.” Matthew 11:28-30. (NKJV).

“Mail, Grandfather.” Timmy waved an envelope. “Fancy writing, too.”

“Calligraphy. Beautiful, isn’t it?”

“Gonna open it?” Timmy shifted from foot to foot.

“Nah. Let’s leave it on the kitchen table. We can look at the beautiful script from time to time.”

“But Grandfather, we won’t know what’s in it.”

“Okay, let’s open it.” Breaking the seal, he took out an invitation. 

“We’re invited to your uncle Jim's wedding.”

“All right. Will my cousins be there?”

“Hope so but receiving an invitation doesn’t guarantee they’ll accept.”

“That's dumb. They’ll miss out.” 

“By the way, Timmy. Did you see the invitation on your bedside table?” Eyes wide, Timmy raced up the stairs. 

He stomped back down. “No invitation, just my Bible.” 

“You missed it?” 

Timmy’s forehead wrinkled. 

“Son, you have an invitation from the King of Kings to come to Him. It’s up to you to respond.”

“I never thought about it like that. Is it too late?”

“Not at all.”

“Two invitations, Grandfather. One to Uncle Jim’s wedding. One from the King. Know what?”

“What’s that?"

“I’m accepting both.” 

Grandfather smiled. “Good choice, son—one you’ll never regret.” 

“Grandfather? Would it be all right if I asked Sam to go with us?”

“Don’t see why not. He’s practically family.”

“Thank you. I’m heading to Sam’s to give him two invitations. One to Uncle Jim’s wedding and the other to the King of Kings.”

He grinned, shaking his head as he caught the screen door. “That boy’s something else. Thank you, Lord, he accepted Your inviation."

Kingdom Thinking. I received an invitation from the Lord Jesus. He promises to give me rest. He loves me and will never leave me. His invitation is to you, too. Hope you'll accept.

POINTING THE WAY!

“But blessed are your eyes for they see, and your ears for they hear; for assuredly, I say to you that many prophets and righteous men desired to see what you see, and did not see it, and to hear what you hear, and did not hear it.” Matthew 13:16-17. (NKJV).

“The plane—up high—at one o’clock.”

“Don’t see it.” Timmy slouched against the car. They’d pulled over to watch the airshow.

“At a high altitude, flying fast. Keep looking up. Rest your eyes for a moment, look for a flash as sunlight reflects off the plane.” 

Grandfather patted Timmy’s shoulder. “Don’t give up. Once you see it, you’ll wonder why you didn’t see it sooner. 

“There.” He pointed. “See the contrails?”

“Wow.” Timmy shielded his eyes with his hand. “And they’re two of them.” Grandfather grinned.

“Ready to go, son?”

Timmy hopped in the truck, buckled his seat belt. “Amazing flying. You flew, Grandfather?”

“I did. Served my country in the USAF. Quite an experience. I can tell you about it but until you fly, you won’t fully understand.”

“Our Sunday School Teacher said the same thing. He urged us to see people around us who need our help even if it’s a smile.”

“Your teacher’s right. Many folks' eyes and ears are blinded by the riches of this world and miss out on the blessings our Lord has for us.”

“Is it possible for them to ever see or hear?”

“Absolutely. Just as you didn’t see the plane at first, you—”

“I saw it because you told me how to rest my eyes and look for it. Your excitemen kept me looking up.” 

Grandfather smiled. “We are blessed to see and hear, son. Now we have a responsibility to share the excitement with others so they’ll want to see and hear, too.”

“That’s what you did for me. You didn’t give up.” He tilted his head. “Now it’s my turn. And you know what?” 

“What’s that?” 

“I’m going to tell everyone I can by pointing the way to the Lord Jesus.” He looked at Grandfather. “Just like you did. I won’t give up but I’ll help them to look up so they can see for themselves.” 

He high-fived his grandson and headed for home.

Kingdom Thinking. The Lord Jesus opened my eyes and ears. As I share the Good News of His love, He promises never to leave nor forsake me and to love me with an everlasting love. His promises are for you, too. Let Him open your eyes. Keep looking up.

THE BITE OF DEATH!

 

“Now the serpent was more cunning than any beast in the field which the Lord God had made. And he said to the woman, ‘Has God indeed said, You shall not eat of every tree of the garden?’” Genesis 3:1. (NKJV).

"Don't move, Timmy."

Grandfather crept to the pile of pine straw by the log.

“It’s okay, son." He took a deep breath. "It's a Scarlet Kingsnake, not a Coral. Not poisonous.”

“You scared me. How can I tell one from the other?” He chewed his lip, glanced from the snake to Grandfather.

“An old poem helps. ‘Red on yellow can kill a fellow, red on black is safe for Jack.”

“What if I can’t remember the poem? I-I froze. I stared at the snake and he stared right back at me.”

Grandfather chuckled. “One thing for sure. You need to be able to identify the enemy. Three snakes in our area are banded with similar colors--the Scarlet Kingsnake, the Scarlet snake, and the Coral snake. The Coral snake is poisonous.”

“Scary.” 

“Good. We need to fear the enemy. His bite is deadly. But, not if you receive anti-venom.” Timmy’s forehead furrowed. “It is made from the venom of the snake. Antibodies develop. If a venomous snake bites us, the anti-venom neutralizes the poison.”

“The venom doesn’t kill us?” 

“Not if we take the anti-venom.

"The Lord Jesus took the bite of death for us,Timmy. He chose to have the anti-venom created in His body by dying on the cross so when we come to Him with the bite of death, His blood gives us life.”

“He did that for me?” He looked at the snake. “What is the bite of death?”

“Sin. We’re born with a sinful nature that separates us from God.” 

“So the Lord Jesus had to come and be bitten to make the anti-venom so I wouldn’t die when I choose to believe Him?”

“Absolutely.” 

“Grandfather, I don’t understand but I sure am glad the Lord Jesus did that for me. He’s an awesome Savior!”

“I totally agree.” He gave his grandson a high-five that resulted in a hug.

Kingdom Thinking. I stand amazed the Lord Jesus took the bite of death for me. So by Him, the anti-venom is available to anyone who receives it. He loves me with an everlasting love. He promises never to leave nor forsake me. He offers the same to you. Won’t you receive Him?

FORGIVE? HOW MANY TIMES?

 “Then Peter came to Him and said, ‘Lord, how often shall my brother sin against me, and I forgive him? Up to seven times?’ Jesus said to him, ‘I do not say to you, up to seven time, but up to seventy times seven.’” Matthew 18:21-22. (NKJV).

“My Sunday School teacher said to forgive seventy times seven.” Timmy stood, arms folded. “No way I’m forgiving Sam.” 

“Forgiveness is a command of our Lord, but also a choice.” Timmy opened his mouth but Grandfather held up his hand.

“As a king settled accounts with his servants, they brought one who owed millions--impossible to repay.

“‘Sell him, his family and all that he owns for payment,’ the king said. The servant fell on his face, begged for patience, promised to pay it all.

“‘Your debt is forgiven,’ the king said.”

“Wow, Grandfather. Amazing.” 

“Later the servant saw a fellow servant who owed him a few hundred dollars. He grabbed him by the throat. 

"‘Pay up or else.’ The servant begged for patience but he threw him into prison until he could pay.”

“Wait, Grandfather. That’s not right.” 

Hand held up he continued. “His fellow servants told the king.

“‘You wicked servant. I forgave all your debt and you couldn’t have compassion on your fellow servant? Take him to the torturers until his debt is paid.’”

“Grandfather. How could the first servant be so mean?”

“He felt entitled. He abused the gift of mercy. He didn’t deserve it—none of us do. When I realize what the King of Kings has forgiven me, I can forgive others.”

“But you’re good, Grandfather. You’ve loved the Lord Jesus for a long time.” 

“However, I’m still a sinner saved by grace. The Lord lives in me but the older I get, the more I realize that He loves me for what the Lord Jesus did on the cross when He took my place. When the Father looks at me, He sees His Son—“

Timmy frowned. “The Lord Jesus did that for me, too?” 

“Absolutely.” 

“So He wants me to forgive Sam?” 

“He does.” 

“Hmm. Will you pray with me? That I’ll say the right words?” 

“Dear Heavenly Father, be with Timmy, guide his thoughts and actions as he goes to see Sam—“ 

“Thank you, Lord Jesus, for going with me and helping me. And thank you for Grandfather. In Jesus Name. Amen.” 

He smiled as he grandson dashed out the front door, the screen door slamming behind him. “Thank you, Lord.” 

Kingdom Thinking. In this world of mistrust and anger, forgiveness and kindness go a long way. For me, the selfish servant comes naturally. But the Lord Jesus loves me with a supernatural love and promises never to forsake me. He gives forgiveness freely and helps me to do the same. Do you need forgiveness? Won’t you come to Him?

ABOUNDING WITH THANKSGIVING!

 "As you therefore have received Christ Jesus the Lord, so walk in Him, rooted and built up in Him and established in the faith, as you have been taught, abounding in it with thanksgiving.”  Colossians 2:6, 7. (NKJV).

“Check these out, Timmy.” Grandfather lifted the branch of blueberries. “These'll taste mighty good.”   

                                                         

“Don’t forget we cleaned around them—remember how the honeysuckle and weeds tried to take over?”

“Yep, you’re right about that. Yet we must be diligent. Birds, deer, and other critters take their share. 

“Looks great, son. Thanks for helping with the clean-up.”  Timmy lifted his glass of lemonade.

“You know, Timmy, we’re planted with the Lord’s tender loving care. But we don’t stop there. Just as we’ve received Him, we need to walk in Him, become established in His ways. It’s so important to study His word and fellowship with His children.”

“How can I do that?”

“Remember when you were a little fellow, you wanted to walk in my shoes?” Timmy grinned. “You placed your feet on my shoes and we'd walk around the room. Were you walking? Or me?”

“We both walked—at the same time,” Timmy said, laughing.

“Actually I walked, son. You enjoyed the ride.” 

Timmy's eyebrows dipped. "So what are you saying?"

As we're rooted in the Lord, and become established in Him, we're visible to the world. He’s invisible—“

"He does the work?” 

“He does.” 

“So when it seems like I’m working, actually He’s at work? Creating the fruit in our lives?” 

“Right.”

 “Amazing. So, we praise Him and give thanks?"  

“Absolutely.” 

“Wow. What a wonderful God we serve. 'Praise Him, praise Him, all ye little children.’”

Grandfather eyes glistened as his grandson broke into the praise song.

Kingdom Thinking. So many times I take credit when it wasn’t me at all. As I am rooted in the Lord Jesus, I'm the visible one, so I praise Him and thank Him who loves me and promises never to leave me. He offers the same to you. Won’t you put your trust in Him?

HE’S BEEN THERE ALL THE TIME!

 “Do you not know that those who run in a race all run, but one receives the prize? Run in such a way that you may obtain it.” 1 Corinthians 9:24. (NKJV).

“Ready, Grandfather.”

“I’ll be here in the stands. Oh, and son?” Timmy turned. “Praying for you.” He gave a thumbs up.

Race day, July 4th, drew a large crowd. The runners toed the line. The shot sounded. They took off.

Timmy kept abreast. As he pulled ahead in the home stretch, a racer sprinted past him. He stumbled, twisted his ankle, went down.

“Never make it now.” He struggled to stand, felt strong arms come around him.

“Lean on me, son. We’ll get to the finish line.”

“Grandfather.” His lip trembled. “I lost the race.”

“Nope. That’s when you quit. Race on. To the finish line.”

The crowd cheered the runners as they crossed the line, even for Timmy and Grandfather who trailed behind.

“Thank you, Grandfather.” Timmy’s chin quivered.

“We’re family, son. Always there for one another.” He tilted his head. “Like the race of life. No matter which section of the race we’re in, the Lord Jesus watches over us. And when we fall? He’s there to pick us up. Sometimes He uses family.”

“Like you, Grandfather?”

“Exactly.” 

“The Lord loves me that much? He’s always with me—even when I fall?”

“Son, when we fall or need Him, that’s when we realize He’s been there all the time.”  

 “All the time? Even when I don’t feel He’s there?” Grandfather nodded. “Amazing. Hard to understand.”

“True.” 

“Well, then. If He’s with me, there’s no way I’m a loser.” 

“You got that right, son.”  Eyes glistering, he hugged his grandson. 

Kingdom Thinking. When I realized I was in the race of life, I froze. Then the Lord Jesus came to my rescue. He promises never to leave nor forsake me and He loves me with an everlasting love. He offers the same to you. Come to Him. Race on!

THE BURDEN IS LIGHT!

  

“Come to Me, all you who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For My yoke is easy and My burden is light.” Matthew 11:28-30. (NKJV).


“Look Daddy. The oxen are pulling that cart filled with coffee beans.” Honey frowned. “Looks heavy." 

Her father knelt at her eye level. “If the load is distributed so the weight is shared, neither animal carries too much of the burden. But,” he added. “The animals must work together to share the load.” 

“Are the owners kind? They take care of the animals?” She bit her bottom lip.

“Absolutely. The yoke must fit or the animals develop sores and don’t work well. Not good for the animals or the owner.”

“Is one stronger than the other?”

“Usually,” he said. “One leads, the other follows.” He pointed to the two pulling the red cart. “See how those two work together?” 

She giggled. “Look at their feet. They’re dancing, not working.” 

“As it should be or they would jerk back and forth.” Daddy lifted Honey onto his shoulders.

“Am I your burden, Daddy? I’m getting bigger everyday.” 

“You’re growing up but know what?” 

“What?” 

“You’ll never be a burden 'cause I love you. The Lord Jesus loves us, too, and tells us when we get tired and are worn out, come to Him. He lifts us and puts us on His shoulders…”

“Like you do for me, Daddy?” 

“Exactly. How did you get me to lift you? Did you yell or stomp your foot or—“ 

“You’re funny, Daddy. I just lifted my arms and you lifted me and put me on your shoulders. I fit, too.” 

“You cetainly do.” 

“When I get really tired, the Lord Jesus picks me up? Like you do? He loves me that much?”  She was quiet for a few seconds. “I’m loved a whole lot. Love you, Daddy.” 

“Love you more.” 

Kingdom Thinking. I tried to be the leader and do things my way. I messed up, big time. Then the Lord Jesus offered me His way. His yoke. My back couldn't handle burdens not meant for me. His yoke fits and He'll never unyoke Himself from me. He offers the same to you. Won't you come?

TO LOVE AS A LITTLE CHILD!

 “At that time the disciples came to Jesus, saying, ‘Who then is greatest in the kingdom of heaven?’ Then Jesus called a little child to Him, set him in the midst of them, and said, ‘Assuredly, I say to you, unless you are converted and become as little children, you will by no means enter the kingdom of heaven. Therefore whoever humbles himself as this little child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven. Whosoever receives one little child like this in My name receives Me.’” Matthew 18:1-4 (NKJV).

“How can I be a little child? Most times you tell me to grow up and act my age.” 

“Timmy, when I say grow up, I’m saying don’t be childish. Big difference in childlike and childish.”

“Childish like when I got mad with Sam yesterday? Stomped in, slammed the door and caused the windows to rattle?”   

Grandfather chuckled. “Usually when you don’t get your way.” 

“Timmy, remember when the Hill's adopted their little son? Mrs. Hill had never seen him. She was scared—“ 

“Why?” 

“How if he didn’t like her? What if he wouldn’t come to her?

“She said she knew he belonged to her when he stretched his little arms, clinging to her as if he'd finally come home. Said she’d never forget how those little arms slide around her neck.”

“He loves his mom and dad.”

“You’re right. Why?”

“I guess he trusts them. He knows they love him.”

“That’s what the Lord Jesus offers us. He never forces us to come. He waits for us to lift our arms to Him. He picks us up and hugs us tight. We’re secure in His love. Once we realize how much He loves us, we trust Him.”

Timmy tilted his head. “It’s hard to trust Him when I’ve never seen him.” He paused, his face brightening. 

“Oh, like when the Hill’s got their son? He’d never seen her but he loved her?”

“Exactly. She asked nothing of him. Just loved and nurtured him.”

“So the Lord Jesus loves me like that?”

“He does.”

Timmy blinked. “Grandfather. That’s the most awesome thing I’ve ever heard.” 

“Awesome, indeed.” He wrapped his grandson in his arms.

Kingdom Thinking. I’m grateful the Lord Jesus gives pictures of His great love. I was terrified our son wouldn’t love me. But at the airport, seeing me for the first time, he stretched out his arms, came to me. Now when troubles come, I choose to remember the Lord loves me the same way. He promises never to  forsake me and love me with an everlasting love. He offers the same to you. Won’t you trust Him?

LOVINGKINDNESS!

“Then the king said, ‘Is there not still someone of the house of Saul, to whom I may show the kindness of God?' And Ziba said to the king, ‘There is a still a son of Jonathan who is lame in his feet.’” 2 Samuel 9:3. (NKJV).

“Life isn’t fair, Grandfather.” Timmy slumped on the sofa.

“You’re not the first to think so.” He sat next to Timmy.

“Mephibosheth’s father was Jonathan and his grandfather, King Saul.”

“Bet he had a cushy life.” 

Grandfather tilted his head. “He did for a while. Then King Saul and Jonathan died in battle and David was anointed king. Because of Saul’s hatred for David, everyone fled.

"As the nursemaid ran with Mephibosheth, she dropped him, causing him to be crippled. They fled to Lo Debar on the backside of the desert where he had a steady diet of ‘hate David--if he finds you, he’ll kill you.’

“One day the lookout yelled. ‘Someone’s coming.’ A speck of dust grew into a cloud. Riders. Coming to Lo Debar, the place of nothing.

“‘We come for Mephibosheth, son of Jonathan. King David’s orders,’ one said.

“In the king’s presence, he threw down his crutches and fell on his face.

“‘Mephibosheth,’ the king said. ‘Do not fear, for I will show you kindness for Jonathan your father’s sake, and will restore to you all the land of Saul your grandfather.’

“‘Why? I am nothing.’

“‘As for Mephibosheth,’ said the king, ‘he shall eat at my table like one of my sons.’ So Mephibosheth lived in Jerusalem and ate at the king’s table. And he was lame in both feet.”

“Grandfather, Mephibosheth hated David. How could he be kind to him? Grandfather smiled.

“He showed the kindness of God, son, or lovingkindness. Shouldn’t we do the same?”

“Is lovingkindness being kind to someone we don’t like?”

“Lovingkindness is more than kindness or compassion.” Grandfather’a brow furrowed. “It’s a deep, steadfast, and enduring love. Not only emotional but a commitment, a loyalty even in the face of adversity.” 

“Oh. You mean it’s like the promise Jesus makes to always love me and never leave me? No matter what happens to me? No matter how I mess up? He’s always there?” 

“Absolutely."

“Wow. He must love me a whole lot.” 

“You got that right, son. And He always will.” 

Kingdom thinking. I’m crippled, broken. My feet take me places I don’t want to go, yet you, Lord,  invite me to sit at your table? How marvelous to know God, the Father, accepts me because of what His Son, the Lord Jesus (my Jonathan), has done. He offers the same invitation to you. He loves you and promises never to forsake you. Won’t you come?

WHO KNOWS THE WAY?

 “O Lord, I know the way of man is not in himself; It is not in man who walks to direct his own steps.” Jeremiah 10:23. (NKJV).

“Grandfather. I can’t see where I’m going.” Fog rolled in, blurring the landscape.

“Don’t panic, Timmy. Can you see a few steps in front of you?”

“Yes. But not far.”

“Trust me. I know this path. Watch me, not the things around you.”

“Are you sure?”

Grandfather knelt, put his hands on Timmy’s  shoulders. “Look at me. I love you, son. I know where we’re going.” He chuckled. “Hang on to my coattails.”

“Those aren’t coattails. It’s your jacket tied around your waist.” Timmy snickered.

“Works for me.” Grandfather winked at him.

Timmy gave a quick nod. “For me, too.”  He latched on to Grandfather’s jacket, steps steady.

“Maybe this is a lesson for both of us." Timmy tilted his head.

“Don’t understand.”

“When you thought we were lost in this fog, fear rolled in. Fear causes confusion. Wrong thinking. We need--.”

“A coattail to hang on to?” He tugged on Grandfather’s jacket.

“Right.” Grandfather chuckled. “But not just any coat tail. We need to hang on to the Lord Jesus—the One who directs our steps—“

“Why do I forget? I know I’m to hang on to the Lord Jesus but when all I could see was fog—guess I panicked.” He dipped his head.

“Then what happened?”

“I called out to you—oh, like I can call out to the Lord Jesus?” Grandfather smiled. “Cause He knows the way.” Timmy grinned. “And He promises never to forsake me ’cause He loves me forever."

 “Absolutely, son. Absolutely."

Kingdom Thinking. I choose to remember I’m not alone when I struggle along the foggy path of life. I’m with the One who created the path. He knows the way but most importantly? He knows and loves me just as I am. He offers this love to you. Won't you come to Him?

THE BEST GUARANTEE EVER!

 “In Him you also trusted, after you heard the word of truth, the gospel of your salvation; in whom also, having believed, you were sealed with the Holy Spirit of promise, who is the guarantee of our inheritance until the redemption of the purchased possession, to the praise of His glory.” Ephesians 1:13,14. (NKJV).

“I hear the words ‘were sealed,’ but don’t understand them.” Timmy tilted his head.

 “Remember when we bought your puppy?” 

His eyes sparkled. “Sure do. I held Harley but couldn’t bring him home. He still needed his mama.”

“Right. But we paid for him, trusted Mr. Jones to take care of him. He promised to call when Harley was ready to come home.” Grandfather quirked his left eyebrow.

“How did you know Harley was the one? There were others.”

“Because he was the one I wanted.” Grandfather chuckled.

“So you’re telling me Harley's special? You can pick him out of a litter of Boykin Spaniels?”

Timmy nodded as he hugged his pup. “See the way his hair stands up on top of his head? He's mine ‘cause I love him and he loves me.”

“Even when he chewed your baseball bat? And your new shoes?” Timmy nodded. “When you have to feed him and train him?” Timmy held Harley close.

“Indeed he loves you and you love him. And that’s the way the Lord Jesus loves you. You fit in His arms.”

“The way Harley fits in mine, Grandfather?”

Grandfather hugged Timmy and Harley. “When we put our trust in the Lord Jesus and believe in Him, we’re sealed with the Holy Spirit of promise. He’s the guarantee of our inheritance to come. We’re sealed by His love. We belong to Him.

“You hear that, Harley? We’re sealed by love.” Harley licked Timmy’s face. “That’s the best guarantee ever,” Timmy said. “The Lord Jesus loves me and promises me an amazing inheritance.”

“Absolutely, son. Absolutely.” He gave his grandson a big hug.

Kingdom Thinking. The Lord Jesus paid for my inheritance and sealed me with His Holy Spirit. He loves me with an everlasting love and promises never to forsake me. He offers the same to you. Won’t you accept Him?

WHO CAN KEEP THE RULES?

“So Moses came and called the elders of the people, and laid before them all these words which the Lord commanded him. Then all the people answered together and said, ‘All that the Lord has spoken we will do.’”  Exodus 19:7,8. (NKJV).

 “Look, Grandfather. No parking beyond this point! A crazy sign to put on the edge of a cliff, huh?

Grandfather grinned. “you’d think but folks do what they want."

He tilted his head. “When Moses presented the way the Lord God wanted the people to follow, they answered, “All that the Lord has spoken we will do.”

 

“Did they?”

 

“Humph. They broke one rule after the other. We haven’t learned much either.”

 

“What do you mean?”

 

“The Lord promised if the people would obey, He’d take care of them. Provide everything they needed.”

 

“Sounds like a good deal.”

 

“Easy to agree but following through? They looked at the other nations, wanted what their neighbors had.” Grandfather shook his head. 

“Got into trouble just like we do today.” His eyebrow raised. “Our human nature breaks the rules.

 

“Remember when Sonny visited us, Timmy? He liked your pocketknife. You let him use it but that wasn’t good enough.”

 

“Yeah. We searched—couldn’t find it. Didn’t know he had it until his mom mailed it back.”

 

“You know, son, there’s only One who can follow all the rules.” 

Timmy’s shoulders slumped. “Then there’s no hope.”

 

“Ah. But there is. God sent His Son, the Lord Jesus Christ to fulfill all the requirements. He took my place. When I realized I was a hopeless sinner, turned to Him, He accepted me and made me a part of His family.”  

 

“Will He accept me, too?” 

“Absolutely. He’s waiting for you to ask Him.”

“I don’t know what to say. I’ve done a lot of bad things.”

“That’s the thing, son. He promises He’ll be with you and help you follow the rules. When you mess up, you ask forgiveness, and He helps you make the right choices.”

Head bowed, he said, “Lord. It’s me, Timmy.

“You know all about me. I don’t understand how You can and still love me but Grandfather says You can. I believe him so will You come into my life and help me follow the rules? Thank you, Lord.”

“Amen," a tearful grandfather said as he hugged his grandson.

Kingdom Thinking. The more I tried to follow the rules, the more I broke them. Then Jesus came. He said if I put my trust in Him, He’d live in me and keep the rules. He loves me and promises never to leave me. He offers the same to you. Won’t you come?