I just love to run down stairs!

At the top of the long, broad, not very steep stairs of a museum I visited with my Mom when I was 14, I exclaimed to myself, “I just love to run down stairs!”  Bloop, bump, tumble down them I came, landing at the bottom with a sprained ankle and severly wounded pride. At the top of the stairs, I was glad to be the center of attention and was sure evryone would see how graceful and agile I was.  At the bottom of the stairs, I was a crumbled, red-faced, humiliated heap that wanted to hide under the nearest rug.

Now that I am more than 60 years old, I have to admit that I’ve had to relearn that lesson many times.  But frequently, mercifully, when I get too full of myself, thinking I can do no wrong, I hear my 14-year-old self saying, “I just love to run down stairs!” That thought sometimes stops me for just the moment I need to regain my footing and avoid another fall. Sometimes.

Before that day at the museum, I had heard God’s warning to me and everyone else: “Pride goes before destruction and a haughty spirit before a fall (Proverbs 16:18).” But I had to experience the consequences of giving in to pride before I could accept that there is a difference between pride/haughtiness, which eventully but inevitably leads to a fall, and the self-confidence that I am fearfully and wonderfully made in God’s image, which gives me the courage to do whatever I need to do in my life.

Now that I am older, it is much easier to accept God’s warnings, spread throughout His word, the Bible. Those warnings are repeated all around us through the common sense experience of wise men and women throughout history.  Amazingly, I have found that every time I reach out for God’s hand, He lovingly guides me down stairs and through the maze of this life. And it is so much more enjoyable (exhilarating really!) to go where He’s taking me than to go anywhere else on my own.

Amen and amen.

(See also–

Psalm 139:14, “I will praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; Marvelous are Your works, and that my soul knows very well.”

Philippians 4:13. “I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.” From the New King James Version (NKJV) translation.)

Coming to Jesus

If we come to Jesus to justify ourselves,

To accuse Him of not fitting into the world we rule,

Then we’ll miss Him entirely.

Coming to Jesus

Can only happen if we recognize,

Without Him

We can’t carry the burden of this world,

We’re sick and tired of being sick and tired.

But if for one moment

We humble ourselves enough to admit we’re needy,

Then He moves heaven and earth to align in our favor.

We all want to have our lives and live them too

But without a savior

We can only save ourselves,

Which means we have only ourselves to blame

When we come to the end and are left all alone.

Amen and amen.

(See John 10:22-39, Matthew 11:28-30, Romans 8:26-30)

They Shall Come Back

Just as God instructed a confused Jeremiah

To buy a field in a land too soon

To be overrun by the enemy,

He has instructed me to believe

That my prayers, spoken too timidly

With far too few words, are effecting change.


The territory sold into slavery

Has been redeemed and my children

Set free. I don’t see them coming home

Yet. But God is preparing the way.

He has spoken His word and it shall be

Accomplished as He purposed.


“Thus says the Lord,

‘Refrain your voice from weeping,

And your eyes from tears;

For your work shall be rewarded,

Says the Lord.

And they shall come back

From the land of the enemy.

There is hope in your future,

Says the Lord,

That your children shall come back

To their own border.’” Jeremiah 31:16-17.

Amen and amen



Where I am Today

I am sitting in a small room at our local law school. I am here to serve as a volunteer to listen to students who need someone to talk to. I am a really good listener, even if I too often forget what I just heard. However, I have been here now for over three hours with no students wanting to talk. Guess they’re all doing okay.

It occurs to me that we’ve lost that sweet, irritating closeness of neighborhoods that our grandparents had. Almost no one “neighbors” anymore. We’re all too busy scrolling through people’s photo-lives on social media or just fixated on our own lives. I am not really complaining, only observing.

Maybe you feel as useless as me in this little windowless room with no one stopping by to talk. Or maybe you feel overwhelmed, disoriented by comparing yourself to others and never seeming to make the cut. There’s no remedy to keep us from feeling like we don’t belong except looking for the one we have always belonged to: our Creator. I’m not a preacher, but I know that the mindset of looking for Him when I feel lonely is the only way I’ve ever pulled myself out of that pit.

Maybe you’d like to try looking for Him too. Excellent! He’s everywhere, so wherever you look, He’ll already be there waiting for you. And unlike me, He never forgets what you’ve just said.