Author: Scott

God‘s timing is always perfect. It never ceases to amaze me. He always seems to send somebody just at that “right” moment. I have had veterans that I’ve been blessed to be able to work with, send me messages of gratitude. Messages like this motivate me. Humble me. Keep me going. One of them I met a few years ago. We developed a bond that was pretty instant. He went into a really dark time. Demons were attacking him. He didn’t even look the same. We surrounded him with love and prayer. Part of this text to me was simply a photograph of him. Smiling. Saying that he loved me. The messages from the other veterans were similar in nature. Their timing couldn’t have been better. God‘s timing couldn’t have been better. Let me explain. 

God puts us into positions where we can best serve him. He puts us into places where our skills and our talents can show others who he is. Whether we are laborers, managers, counselors, owners, or something else. Doesn’t matter. Our talents are to be used to serve him. Sometimes, the roles that we are put in come with attacks. Attacks on what we are doing. And attacks on us personally. The latter has happened to me again recently. Without going into great detail, let’s just say that it hurt me. First it shocked me. Then it hurt me. I will not deny it. And I understand that the role that I’m in comes with attacks like this. But, I feel the hedge of protection around me. Around the ministry. And that hedge went to work the last couple days.

I know that most of us, if not all of us, realize the importance of surrounding ourselves with people who care about us. People who celebrate our victories. People who will be there for us when we are suffering. And people who are not afraid to hold us accountable. That is part of being part of God’s family. I love the saying: “Surround yourself with people who will brag about you, and fight for you, when you’re not in the room.” There is so much truth and wisdom in this statement. We should love one another enough to do all of these for each other. If you’re reading this today, know that I view you as part of our family. And know that I value your accountability of my actions. Scripture warns us about succumbing to temptation. Temptation can include retaliation. That would’ve been easy to do. Scripture also tells us to help others the best that we can. To carry their burdens. To bless them just as God will bless us. And that is what happened from the messages that I received.

I’m aware that I talk about Coach Armstrong a lot when I write these devotions. I do so because we had so many conversations that had life lessons in them. Many times they were very challenging. Just the way he meant them to be. Things that will always stick with me. Things that I hope that my children and grandchildren will learn as well. Obviously, I try to live by the ideals that we talked about. I try to walk daily on those. One thing that really stuck out to me hopefully will resonate with you as well. We were talking about how we are called to serve and to tell others about Jesus. And he said to me something along these lines. Can you imagine going to heaven and along the way people that you know, and are in hell, are saying to you, “Why didn’t you say anything?” Holy cow! 

I heard a message at church one time that really put this into perspective. Here is a quote that was mentioned: “The gospel is not good news if it does not get there in time.” I hope this is hitting home. Because this puts the burden on us. The burden is for us to tell others the good news. To tell others about Jesus. We can ask God to send someone. We can ask him to intervene. And his response can be simply that he sent us. He did send somebody. Us! That means you and me. People that don’t know Jesus, are not going to know Jesus, unless we tell them about Jesus. Read that again. We cannot expect them to find out who he is if we don’t tell them. Think about yourself. How did you find out about Jesus? Did you just bump into it? I think not.

The Bible tells us that there is one way to our Father. And that is through Jesus. There’s no way around that point. The path goes through Jesus. So let’s not assume that people we talk to know him. Let’s not assume that they have heard the gospel. The good word. Instead, let’s assume that they don’t know Jesus. Let’s assume that they have not heard the gospel. Let’s assume they have not heard the good word. And let’s be the ones to have the strength to tell them. And let’s view it not as a burden, but as a blessing. A blessing getting to tell others. I know this is easier said than done. I know this is easier to read about than it is to put into action. I get it. I am still working on having the strength. The confidence. So let’s work on this together. And if you don’t know Jesus, let’s talk. Let’s help you develop a relationship with him. Let’s make sure that you hear the good word. And let’s make sure that you’re not one of those people that are asking: “Why didn’t you say anything?”

As I’m writing this, I am wondering about the broken pieces that we have in our lives. The things that caused us harm. Caused us heartache. Maybe some things that you brought on yourself. Maybe some things that someone brought on to you unexpectedly. Or maybe, just maybe, you were the one who caused others to have broken pieces. Maybe you did so without even knowing that you did. Or maybe, you did so knowing what you were doing. No matter what circumstance or situation you fall into, we all have dealt with broken pieces. Either in our lives or in the lives of others that we know.

As we’re thinking about this, let’s also remember that no matter what it is that is broken, God can mend it. No matter what it is that has caused us harm, God can mend it. No matter what it is that has caused us heartache, God can mend it. Broken relationships. Broken spirit. Broken whatever. God can mend all of them. I am a firm believer in this. I have seen it. I have seen it in my life. In the lives of those around me. I have witnessed it firsthand. And I bet many of you have as well.

One thing that we must keep in mind is that this does not mean that we are going to avoid pain. I’m not talking about physical pain. I am talking about the kind of pain that we feel internally. God mending these for us does not necessarily take away the pain. And I think that is because we can grow stronger going through those moments. A veteran that I know sent me a video. In the video there was a voice said that he prayed for strength. And that God gave him difficulties to make him strong. And I think that’s an example of God mending the situation. Placing in his life a difficulty for him to go through. I’m sure it was very hard for him to go through it. Possibly causing him pain. But what’s awesome is that even though God gave him a difficulty, he never left his side. He was there the entire time, leading him through it. And the end result was, the guy came out stronger. So today, be encouraged knowing that God can pull you through any difficult season that you’re going through. But you must seek him and let him take control.

Yesterday was Memorial Day. The completion of the 3 day holiday that we celebrate because we are honoring all the incredibly brave men and women members of our armed forces that we have lost. A time for us to remember their sacrifices. A time for us to remember what their sacrifices have meant to our entire nation. If we look at this holiday in this manner, then we can assure that they will never be forgotten. And that’s powerful. To never be forgotten is so very powerful. 

When I was coaching basketball, we would give a life lesson at every practice. Sometimes as simple as a small statement like: “Prioritize. God. Family. School. Basketball.” Other times we went a bit deeper. Here’s an example. Every year I’d ask the same question at least once. “What will people remember and say about you when you’re gone?” Man, that’s deep. Especially for a teenage boy. After I asked it, I’d add my thoughts on what I think people might have said about me if I had died as a result of my accident. My thoughts are that they would have said things like…”He had potential.” “He could have been a great leader.” “He loved the spotlight.” Nice ways to say I didn’t have my head on straight. My priorities were messed up. And I’m sure there are more things they may have thought. 

So now let’s ask ourselves the same question. Think about what might you be remembered for when your time on earth is up. Each day is one day closer to that time. I know this is a tough and dark topic. But it’s a good point to self analyze. Are you living a life serving others or yourself? Are you living a life of morals or a life of self satisfaction? Are you living a life following Jesus or a life following the world? The last question really is the only one that matters. Because, if we’re following Jesus then there really are no other questions to be answered. No question! So today I’m pleading with you to begin living a life that follows Jesus. Live a life that lets him lead you serving others. Not a life serving yourself. And don’t do it for recognition. Just do it because we’re called to. If we do this, then when our time here is gone, others will remember us. They will talk about us and ensure that we will not be forgotten. And that’s powerful.

Today is Memorial Day. Today is the end of a three day weekend. The end of a holiday. Today is the day symbolized as the beginning of summer. Today, many people will stop by cemeteries to place flowers on the graves of loved ones. There’s nothing wrong with any of this. Actually, I think it’s fantastic that we separate this weekend for what it is. But, today has a much greater meaning than any of this. Today is a day we should be remembering those that paid the ultimate price for us. Those that did so, while they served us, without even knowing us. 

Last year, I got to go attend a Memorial Day ceremony. The speaker was a retired Vietnam Veteran Marine Colonel. Colonel Jackson. He flew Cobras. He had a pretty amazing and accomplished career. But his message didn’t focus on himself. His message was why we have a holiday called Memorial Day. As it should have been. And he did a great job of explaining. During his message, he told everyone in attendance a story about meeting a woman at the Vietnam War Memorial in Washington DC. The Wall. She was there because her son lost his life in that war. And she was at the portion of the wall with his name on it. Not knowing this, he asked her why she was there. Her response floored him. And it floored everyone at the ceremony when he told us. She answered to him, “I am here because his name is not just a name on a wall.”

Today, as you are celebrating this holiday, remember that. The 50,000+ names on that wall are not just names on that wall. Those names belong to fathers, sons, mothers, daughters, cousins, etc. Those names belong to people who died for us. Paid the ultimate price. The sacrifice. And there’s something else to consider. And not to lessen the soldiers’ names the least bit. But let’s remember another name. The name of the one who paid the ultimate price for everyone on this planet. Let’s remember Jesus. His sacrifice was for the world and everyone in it. Let’s never forget his name. NEVER! And let’s make sure others know his name as well. Let’s make sure they know that it’s not just a name. That it is the name of our Lord and Savior. Now if you don’t mind, let me finish with this. Colonel Jackson said this. Forgive me, I know I will not get it word-for-word. But, he told us that he believes that when veterans arrive at the pearly gates, there will be outstretched arms with nails in the hands. And that the right hand is going to reach down and salute them. Wow! That is awesome. I want to take it one step further. Those outstretched arms with nails and hands are going to both reach down and hug us when the rest of us arrive. Happy Memorial Day.

Barbara and I are blessed to have five grandchildren. Having grandchildren is hard to beat. It really is. And this past week, we had all of them together at one time. That’s rare because our daughter lives with our son-in-law in Mississippi. So we cherish the times we get with them when they were here. The youngest grandbaby is a few months old. The oldest is 13. So we have a range of ages. And I can tell you this, age doesn’t matter when it comes to joy. Pure joy. And when they experience joy, we experience joy. Not many things better in this world than the laughter of a grandkid. Those of you who are grandparents can relate to this I’m sure. 

Now, let’s think about the joy we experienced when we first came to know Jesus. I bet some of us were moved to tears. Or maybe you laughed in excitement. Think about how your lives changed. I remember sitting in my high school coach’s living room. Sitting there talking about that night in 1990. How that one moment changed my life forever. I’ll never forget it. Coach was always black and white with me. He wasn’t concerned about hurting my feelings. Especially, when the topic at hand was of great importance. My salvation being one of those topics. He straight out asked me if I thought I would have gone to heaven if I died that November night. I told him I wasn’t sure. His response: “Well, if you don’t know, then you probably wouldn’t have.” No more important words have ever been said to me. EVER!!!

I asked Jesus into my life that night. January 4, 1992. I immediately felt it. I knew he was there. His presence was there. Not sure if I can explain the feeling. Joy. Happiness. Relief maybe. Maybe all the above. Honestly, all the above and more is more like it. It was my first time experiencing his grace. His hope. His love. It was then that I knew heaven awaited me. And heaven awaits me now. I have had other experiences where I felt those emotions. When I felt the Holy Spirit really working on me. Working in me. And here’s what is even more cool. Everyone of us can have this. Everyone of us can feel these. EVERYONE OF US. That includes you. So if you don’t already, make today the day to come to know him. Welcome him into your heart. If you do know him, maybe you need to try to rekindle the fire. Or maybe try to let the Holy Spirit consume you. Wherever you are in your faith, maybe make today the day.

This world is full of limits. Meaning that we are limited on many things that we can do. Need some examples? Certain venues limit you to one bottle of water upon entry. Sometimes there are limits on things we can purchase that are on sale. Those are put in place to let everyone have an opportunity to purchase certain items. There are limits that are set to control us. Or maybe I should say, there are limits to protect us. Speed limits for example. Sometimes we limit our grandkids on certain things. Like one piece of candy. Point is, there are limits all around us.  I’m sure you can think of some. 

There is a limit that we sometimes do without even knowing it. Or sometimes we do it knowing what we are doing. That is putting limits on God. We limit areas of our life that we want him to be in. We limit the control over us that he has. We limit the influence he has on our decisions. We put him in a box. One that we can open whenever we see fit. For example, maybe some of us pray for him to help us with something that “we” want. I know I have been guilty of this. I think we do this because we want control. We want to be the decision makers in our lives. This one might hit home with most of us. Here it is though. Tithing. Do you control how much you tithe? Be honest. 

So today, here’s the challenge. Take God out of the box. Let him take control. Let him influence our decisions. Let him have our lives. If we just get out-of-the-way long enough, great things will happen. Let’s remember God is not restricted by anything. Not by time. Circumstances. Pain. Seasons. Nothing can control God. Unless we decide to not let him take control. No matter what we face. No matter the ups and downs we go through. God is not restricted by any of these. As a matter of fact, God should be the one restricting us. He should be influencing enough that we make decisions based on our faith in him. Take him out the box. And watch what happens. I promise you this, it will be glorious.

Yesterday we talked about pursuing just to be pursuing. Getting caught up in the pursuit. Losing sight of why we are pursuing God. Losing sight of our purpose. When we do that, we can totally miss the point of being called to serve our Lord and Savior. It’s easy to get lost in this. Because, it’s exciting to be “doing” things for God. And it’s easy to think that the more we are “doing”, the more we will be in good favor with God. There’s a real danger here though. Something that can sneak up on us without realizing it. 

This might be hard for me to explain. But please give me a moment here. What can happen is that we can get to the point that we burn out. Not even knowing it. We simply burn out. That happens because we might think that God is guiding us. But our own personal desires have actually taken over. Pursuing to be pursuing. And that’s not good. That’s why I always challenge us to keep God in focus. To keep him in our sites. To let him lead us. There is nothing wrong with doing more for God. There’s nothing wrong with serving as many people as we can. But the key is to make sure that we are always trying to show his grace.  

Each day it is a grind in this world following Jesus. Each day we wake up to battle what the world throws at us. What the world throws at everyone. And it can take its toll on us. God does not want us to become weary in our pursuit of him. He doesn’t want us to become weary in doing good. Because he knows that our efforts can lead others to his glory. He can use us in this manner. So today, don’t focus on the pursuit. Focus on being obedient to God. Put your focus on honoring God. And not just today. Make it every day. And when you feel the load becoming too heavy, lean on God more than ever. Let him carry you. Let him guide you. And remember this, resting is different than giving up. God will help us rest. God will restore us. God will give us the strength we need. And then he will help us move forward. 

I try to wake up each morning and type these devotions on my phone. I try to make the first thing that I do is read the word of God. It really is pretty incredible when you think about it. That we have the technology to pick up a phone and find the Bible at our fingertips. Very convenient. It’s an amazing tool at our disposal. To help us build our relationship with God. But, I think we can all agree that we live in a very fast paced world now. And I believe that it’s going to continue to speed up. There’s nothing wrong with living in a fast-paced world. As long as we can maintain control over what we are allowing to “control” us.

We are called to pursue God. To pursue him in all that we do. But sometimes, we can get caught up in the pursuit. We find ourselves bouncing from one pursuit to another pursuit. We find ourselves pursuing just to be pursuing. Getting caught up in the chase. If we do that, we can lose track of why we are to pursue God. We can lose track of the true purpose. And that is easy to do. Because there’s so much going on. So much information coming at us. So many opportunities for us to pick from. And if we’re not careful, we can easily grow tiresome. Fear not though. If you find yourselves in the situation, there’s still hope.

Maybe you are holding on too much. Trying to have too much control. Trying to dictate what happens. Maybe you can’t let go. Or possibly, maybe you’re not letting yourself let go. When you get to the point where you’re exhausted, sit back. Focus on God. Let him dictate what happens next. Let him help you get re-focused on your purpose. Let him help you prioritize what you need to be doing for him. Let him control the outcome. Let this be a time where you truly find yourself in his grace. Take it all in. Feel his love. Feel his hope. Feel his power. And then get back in the game. But always strive to keep your focus on him.

Ever since 2011, May 22 has had a different meaning for the people of Joplin. The people living here feel emotions on this day that they don’t normally feel. They remember things that happened that seem like they can only come out of nightmares. I will never forget the phone call that we got while we were in Tulsa. Our daughter worked at Walmart at the time. She called to tell us a tornado was headed their way and they were taking cover. Then the phone went dead. Then the next thing we heard was that Joplin was struck by a massive tornado. Businesses were destroyed, including Walmart. And there were multiple deaths. We couldn’t reach our daughter. Our hearts sank. 

As we drove home, we were not able to reach her. But we did catch other family members. And they said she was fine. Fortunately, the store she worked in was missed. The storm went just south of where she was. Thank God. What a relief. But then we began to hear about the magnitude of what happened. Quite possibly the largest storm to ever hit a metropolitan area. It had winds well over 200 mph. It was on the ground for over 20 miles. Just grinding up whatever it touched. Homes destroyed. Business is destroyed. Landscapes destroyed. The destruction was immense. 161 people lost their lives that day. Including kids who just graduated high school. It really was horrendous. 

I retired that year from teaching. And I wanted to do something to help out. So I wrote a book. The intention was to raise money to build a home for someone who lost their home in the storm. I was able to interview 62 families. To tell their stories. The book really is simply a collection of their interviews. Word for Word. I heard stories of those who lost loved ones. Who were there with them when they lost them. I could never imagine what it must’ve been like. And I was humbled to get to hear them firsthand. I was humbled that they would trust me to tell their stories. I was floored by the stories I was hearing. Stuck in their car. Stuck in their bathroom. Watching the roof being sucked off their homes. Having their child sucked out of their arms. Let’s just say there were tears shed over, and over, and over. 

Although what I was hearing was repetitive, each one had its own feel. They were definitely original in the sense of how they experienced the storm. But no matter how different they were, each one came back to a very common point. As we concluded each interview, I asked this question: “Where was God?” And just as they shed tears over, and over, and over, they did not hesitate to tell me that God was with them over, and over, and over. A young girl told me that she didn’t cry or get scared because the angel told her she was going to be fine. Another told me about finding their child in the arms of somebody in a white clothing. And as they approached their child, that person was gone. The child was fine. Others talked about angels holding the walls down. And a father who lost his son, told me that God allowed him to hand his son over to him. Wow! 

I will never forget listening to those I interviewed. Hearing what they had to say. And then re-reading their stories on the pages of the book. And one thing we should all learn from stories like these, is how God is there through storms. Now, our storms may not end the way we hoped they would. We aren’t promised easy. We aren’t promised things will go our way. We may lose loved ones. Just as a father who lost his son did. We may know others who lost loved ones as well. We may lose property. We may see destruction. But no matter what it is we go through, God will get us through. Through his strength we will get through. And if you don’t know this, let’s talk. Make today the day that you do come to know God. So when the storms do come, he will be there to get you through. Because he loves you. He always has. He always will.