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THE BIBLE AND OUR WELLBEING

Like everyone, I have a story. I almost succumbed to whooping cough at six weeks of age. This and other factors likely contributed to the word “sickly” written across my forehead. Since that time 69 years ago, I’ve struggled with physical and emotional illness. At age 43, I developed Addison’s disease (adrenal insufficiency). At first, it was no big deal–I simply popped a steroid pill every morning and went on my way. As I’ve aged, it has become harder to stay healthy. I  now find myself with diabetes and other endocrine and autoimmune diseases. But my blog posts this month will not be about illness, but rather about health and what nuggets of scripture teach us about being well.

I believe God wants His people to live in physical, emotional and spiritual health. This doesn’t mean we won’t have a crazy rare disease or at times question our abilities or our spiritual growth. It means we must rely on His amazing grace when the physical, emotional and spiritual collide–or when the tears come at night and we wonder where to go next in this maze of emotions and symptoms–when all around, expectations from others are mounting.

Join me this month as we:

  • Talk about the desire to be well.
  • Learn to give more time to Jesus than to our aches and pains in our everyday conversations.
  • Strive to give up unhealthy habits.
  • Become more positive even in the ups-and-downs of our lives.
  • Rest–physically, mentally and spiritually.

Please see my online article, “Addison’s Battle,” at nowwhat.cog7.org . Also, purchase a copy of Twenty-Five Days Around the Manger, either in hard copy (from me or Amazon) or on your favorite e-book reader (free from most companies).

I welcome your comments.

Go in health!

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WHAT’S THE BIG DEAL ABOUT HERALD?

Hark the herald angels sing,
Glory to the newborn King;
Peace on earth, and mercy mild;
God and sinners reconciled.”
Hark! The Herald Angels Sing,
Charles Wesley, 1739

Just for fun, imagine with me that there’s an angel named Herald. I think it would play out something like this:

“What’s the big deal about Herald? Everybody thinks he’s the best angel.”
“Maybe he is. You’re jealous.”
“No I’m not. He toots his own horn like he’s somebody special.”
“He’s not tooting his own horn. He’s telling everyone about the new king.”
“King? He’s a baby. You see one baby, you’ve seen them all.”
“Oh I don’t think so. This baby is special.”
“How do you know?”
“I just read about him.”
“Oh that’s right, you’re the reading angel. I can’t do that either.”
“Don’t feel bad that you’re the angel in charge of getting people out of the mud. That’s an important job.
“Anyway, listen to this: “And there were shepherds living out in the fields nearby, keeping watch over their flocks at night. An angel of the Lord appeared to them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were terrified. But the angel said to them, ‘Do not be afraid. I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all the people. Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is Christ the Lord. This will be a sign to you: You will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger.” (Luke 2:8-12)
“I’ll talk to you later. I gotta get one of the shepherds out of the mud so he can go see the Baby King.”

An angel of the Lord appeared to them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them…Luke 2:9a.
……………………………..

This is just one of the 25 entries in the book, TWENTY-FIVE DAYS AROUND THE MANGER. You can get your Kindle copy in a few short weeks.

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FINDING OLD MAN PULLIAM’S HORSE–AND CHARITY

“It was written when charity was a virtue and not an organization.” My brother’s take on the King James version of I Corinthians 13, what many call “The Love Chapter.”

How can we keep Paul’s true meaning of charity as a virtue as we shop, worship, bake?  Or search for our neighbors’ lost animals?

Maybe my mom had the right idea over 80 years ago:

“Baby, you know Old Man Pulliam’s saddle horse has been missing for several days. After breakfast, why don’t we fix a lunch to take along, saddle our horses and spend our day riding to see if we can find that horse? I know the Pulliams are away, but he wouldn’t be able to go hunt the horse if he were home.”

This daughter, my now 99-year-old mom, had no tree with gifts piled under it. Her mother had no turkey in the oven.

They lived in a simple homesteader’s shack. The people hoped someday to eke out a decent living from the few cows their land in this barren area of New Mexico would feed.

“We had no modern conveniences—and little communication with the outside world. We did have a post office where we got our mail on Tuesdays and Saturdays if we wanted to ride four miles on horseback.”

I love to hear her tell this story as if it happened yesterday.

“Daddy and I were alone in our little adobe house that night. I guess the average just-out-of-high-school girl would have dreamed of lights inside and out. She would hope for that wool sweater she’d seen in the Sears and Roebuck Catalog. These thoughts didn’t bother me. This Christmas Eve I had chosen to remain at home with Daddy, when my mother and my brother left to go about fifty miles away to spend the night and the holiday at an older brother’s home.”

With lunch on their saddles, they were ready to ride. This wasn’t just any lunch. Only my grandmother’s home-cured ham, homemade bread and plain cake chock full of nuts would do for Christmas day.

“The day was not stormy, but cold enough we appreciated heavy coats. I was proud to ride beside my cowboy father, for who knows how many miles, until we finally found the horse. I was pleased to know that my dad was willing to consider the simple need of an elderly neighbor.”

I wish I’d had the privilege of knowing this grandfather. He knew how to do Christmas–and Charity.

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