When someone tells me how much they appreciate my writing, I say thank you, but how much is due to me and how much to the Holy Spirit. I always pray for God’s guidance before I write, but if I didn’t get to my computer and write the article, it wouldn’t get written. And, if the Holy Spirit wasn’t involved, my writing might be entertaining at best, and not much good for anything else. Whatever we do in God’s service is in relationship with him. He could do it much more efficiently, of course, but he wants us to use the talents and abilities he’s given us with him, through the power of the Holy Spirit.

My dream was going well until my friend turned, looked me straight in the eye and said, “You love evil!” That’s when I awoke with a start. “No,” I protested! “I don’t love evil!” Most of my crazy dreams I ignore, but this one seemed different. What could this dream mean? Is it because I like reading detective mysteries so much? They’re based on evil for sure. After praying about it, it came to me, it’s not that simple. Yes, I do love the darkness over the light. That’s the “gift” Adam gave me. Without listing all my faults, if it weren’t for the merciful Gift of cleansing salvation from the Second Adam, our Savior, I would have no hope.

Sometimes when I go to bed at night, there in the dark my past (and not so past) sins flash through my mind. I’m overwhelmed with a sense of shame. Then I remember, these reminders of past sins do not come from God. God is not of the dark, he is perfect light and love. Past sins are just that—past! Our Father has washed us clean, wiped away our sins through the sacrifice of his Son. He doesn’t dig around in the murk of past sins to shame us. May we never forget, no matter what, God is not disappointed in us. We are his beloved children!

While dining at a restaurant, I asked a friend why a couple who usually ate with us wasn’t there. After she answered my question, Jerry immediately brought the subject up again. “Jerry, you need hearing aids! We were just talking about where they were, and you didn’t hear us at all,” my friend said. Jerry laughed and said, “I know it, but one doctor at a time.” He was waiting until after his scheduled cataract surgery. He added, “I told this lady the other day, if you don’t talk louder, I’m going to have to get a lot closer to you!” I love living in Texas!

Have you ever been denied something you really, really wanted? It wasn’t anything bad either, but it was denied? I have. I’ve prayed fervently for certain things in my life, but God didn’t intervene. They were denied. Why, Lord? In some cases, I’ve fretted over what I’ve considered losses for years. But, when that has happened, in time I learned God had something else in mind for me, something much better. What I wanted would have interfered with his plan for my life. Our God is a good, good God! He has our back! He is looking out for us! Let’s have faith in him and be thankful he doesn’t answer all our prayers.

Almost every Saturday I join some friends for dinner. Unlike me, all my friends have lived here for years, some born and raised in the area. A couple of my friends attend church, others do not. They know a lot about what goes on and they say the churches are full of hypocrites. I offer, “Maybe they go because church is helping them live better lives.” Not the case, say my friends. Sadly, I have to agree some do go to church only to look good for political or social reasons. As a Christian comedian puts it, “They wear the hat but the shoes don’t match.” What a sad commentary. Let’s be more than card-carrying Christians, let’s walk the walk Jesus walked.

She wasn’t exceeding the speed limit so she wondered about the flashing lights behind her. My friend, on her way to celebrate Christmas with her family, waited nervously to learn why she was stopped. She had not had a ticket in all her years of driving. She knew he would want her driver’s license so when the policeman came to her car window she whipped out her card and handed it to him. With a little smile he handed the card back. “Lady, if you’re trying to bribe me, I only take cash.” In her haste, she had handed him her credit card instead of her driver’s license. As it turned out, she only received a warning for a minor offense, and it didn’t cost her anything. I love living in Texas!

My car lights automatically go off as the countryside comes alive with light. The horses and cows are already grazing, thankful for those early warming rays after a cold night.  A new day dawns, reminding me of the astounding, radiant light brought by our Savior into the dark abyss of this evil world. A light of mercy, grace and forgiveness available to all. A new dawn! A new beginning!  That’s what he offers. Good news! That’s the gospel message we’re to share with the world in this New Year!

When my neighbor answered the door, I said, “I didn’t know you had put in a little pond.” “What?” my neighbor responded. “I heard gurgling water and thought you had added a small pool in your backyard.” “No, we haven’t,” she said as she looked across the yard. Her husband heard us, came and looked and then had to admit he had left some water on in the back for more than a week. After he turned it off, he said, “You earned your pay today!” I laughed. Unknowingly I gave them a better Christmas gift that day than the little one I had in my hand. God works in interesting ways!

As I settled in for my flight, a man took the middle seat beside me. He was coughing the familiar Covid cough! I put my mask on. As we buckled in, he leaned over and said he wasn’t contagious, his cough just hadn’t gone away. I commiserated but kept my mask on. Who knows if he were telling me the truth. I was wary of Covid and of flu infections in the closed-in space anyway. The only one I want to be infected by is Jesus. Yes, Jesus is contagious! The closer our relationship with him, the more we will be like him. And, then we will be contagious as well! Let’s be contagious like Jesus!