Reason To Rejoice

As reported here last Monday, I had my scheduled abdominal and pelvic CT Scans and my semi annual PET Scan. These tests are routine in following up on my treatments for stage four colon cancer. When Linda and I saw my oncologist, Dr. Jain, on Friday, we were pleased to hear the news that "nothing remarkable" showed on the scans and that my blood work showed the CEA level to be in the "normal" range with a reading of 1.6. (When my chemo treatments began in January, 2005 the CEA level was nearly 1500). All of this indicates that the "incurable" cancer is not presently active. This, of course, is news we had certainly hoped to hear, although I was prepared to hear otherwise. Dr. Jain's previous comments have made me understand that there is a very good likelihood that the malignancy will return a third time. So far, so good.

I immediately made some phone calls to family and close friends to share the news, and sent out an email to many friends. Many of them were aware of the tests, and wanted to hear the results. Naturally, I was happy to have good news to share with them. A number of friends replied to my email, advising of the fact that they were rejoicing with me - which I certainly appreciate. While I am happy to get a clean report (and I certainly don't relish any more chemotherapy) I began to wonder if we were all really placing the right take on the whole thing.

Today marks three years and seven months since my malignancy was discovered. I have survived a good deal longer than the "average" survival time of 18 - 22 months. For this I am truly thankful. I have had more time to spend with my wife. I have seen two little grandsons growing into bright, handsome young men, and have come to know and cherish two others who were not even here when I was diagnosed. God has given me more time and opportunity for ministry. The sky is bluer, the grass is greener, the sun is brighter, and my friends are more dear to me. Every day is precious, and I am so thankful for all of God's blessing.

My question is this - do we judge success by how long one survives the disease - or is it more than that? I am of the opinion that success in the fight is not based on how many days one survives, but in HOW one lives each day of that survival time. Not quantity, but quality.

It's very easy to get things out of perspective. In the Bible we read about Jesus sending out 70 disciples to proclaim the Gospel of the Kingdom. He gave them supernatural power for the journey and for the task. When they returned to Jesus they were jubilant! "Even the demons were subject to us!" they told the Master. (certainly reason to rejoice - one would think). But do you remember how Jesus replied to their fantastic report?

"Don't rejoice because the Demons were subject to you." Jesus said. "Rejoice because your names are written down in Heaven."

Wow!

How often do we rejoice over "victories" that He sends our way? We are not wrong to speak of them, but should we dwell on these victories? Absolutely not. Jesus makes it plain that the greatest victory is to KNOW HIM. Nothing trumps having a personal relationship with Almighty God through Jesus Christ. THAT is what we have to rejoice in. THAT is what matters most.

The cancer survival is a wonderful thing, but that in itself is not the greatest blessing. The one who has chosen to leave me here a little longer is the one who is worthy of praise, honor and glory. Paul tells us that "we glory in tribulations". He reminds us that the "light afflictions that we suffer is only for a short time" and that God is using those things to bring about a greater glory. He tells us that "God's Grace is sufficient for us and that His strength is made perfect in our time of weakness."

The fact is that all of us are "terminal". We just do not know the date, the time, or the circumstances of our home going, but the fact is that we ARE going! Therefore, will you join me in committing the remaining time we have (however long or short that may be) to serving God like there is no tomorrow?

Veda Young was a precious lady who went to be with the Lord at the very end of last year. Veda had a long battle with cancer. She knew suffering, blessing, set backs, and the eventual final victory of going home. Several years ago, I heard Veda's testimony that went like this, "I'm not going to spend the rest of my life dying!"

Now that's what I'm talking about!

I thank you for your prayers on my behalf. I thank God for granting me these extra years and months, and will certainly relish every day He grants me in the future. But I also look forward to that day when my "change" is coming. In the mean time, I rejoice. Not because I can attend the Cancer Survivors Picnic - but because my name is written down in Heaven!

I'm not going to spend the rest of my life dying. How about you?

The Cold War MUST Be Over!

Enough with the heavy stuff, already. It's been a pretty rough week (no need to go into a lot of details) and I have really needed a good laugh.

Brother did I find it.

Check out the "Leningrad Cowboys and the Red Army Choir". I laughed till I cried. This clip defies comment. You have got to click on the link below!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0lNFRLrP014

Welcome to the Harvest

Our nation has been on a slippery slope for some time now - in the words of Robert Bork - "slouching toward Gomorrah". Slowly slipping away are the standards of decency which have defined us as a nation for over 230 years. Over one hundred years ago, Alexis de Toqueville wrote, "America is great because America is good." Our "goodness" may be in the process of being called into question. The moral fabric of our society has been unraveling ever more rapidly as each day goes by as we as a culture seem to be sliding down a hill into a moral abyss.

The "slippery slope" just got slicker on Wednesday when the United States Supreme Court issued it's ruling on the case known as Kennedy v. Louisiana 07-343.

The 5-4 decision of the high court ruled unconstitutional a Louisiana law allowing for the death penalty of convicted child rapists. This ruling also nullifies similar laws on the books of Montana, Oklahoma, South Carolina, Texas, and Georgia.

The case stems from an incident in Harvey, LA (suburban New Orleans) in 1998, when then 43 year old Patrick Kennedy was accused of raping his eight year old stepdaughter. Kennedy was convicted in 2003 by a jury of his peers and was, under Louisiana statutes, sentenced to death for the brutal assault on this innocent eight year old girl. The Supreme Court of Louisiana, and the U.S. Court of Appeals upheld the convition upon appeal. Many of us would agree that a heinous crime of this nature should evoke nothing less than capital punishment.

But not five Justices on the United States Supreme Court!

"Swing Justice" Anthony Kennedy joined the four most liberal members of the court (Ruth Bader Ginsberg, David Souter, Stephen Bryer, and John Paul Stevens) in ruling that execution for the crime of child rape falls under the 8th Amendment prohibition of Cruel and Unusual Punishment. Justice Kennedy, writing in the majority opinion said this, "However devastating the crime to children, the death penalty is not a proportional punishment for the rape of a child."

If that is the case, then what, in the name of God is a proportional punishment for the brutal rape of an innocent child?

Justice Kennedy continued, "Evolving standards of decency must embrace and express respect for the dignity of the person, and the punishment of criminals must conform to that rule." He said that the Justices had determined that, "there is a distinction between intentional first degree murder on the one hand and non homicide crimes against individual persons, even including child rape, on the other. While these crimes may be devastating in their harm they are not comparable to murder in severity and irrevocability."

This ruling just baffles the mind. The phrase "evolving standards of decency" speaks volumes. That is the "slippery slope" to which I earlier referred. What about the stolen "dignity" of the innocent victim? How can the rape of a child ever "evolve" from an act of sheer depravity, to something that is relatively not so bad? Where will the "evolving standards of decency" eventually take us? Only God knows - but I for one do not want to go there.

The decision lets stand the death penalty for cases of the "most heinous homicides", and "crimes against the state" such as espionage, treason, and terrorism. While each of these crimes are worthy of their punishment - how can the physical and emotional terror of the rape of an innocent child deserve any less?

Justice Samuel Alito wrote the dissenting opinion (shared by Justices Clarence Thomas, Antonin Scalia, and Chief Justice John Roberts). Alito wrote - "Murder is unique in its moral depravity and in the severity of the injury that it inflicts on the victim and the public." But Alito also opined, "Indeed, I have no doubt that, in the eyes of ordinary Americans, the very worst child rapists - predators who seek out and inflict serious physical and emotional injury on defenseless young children - are the epitome of moral depravity."

Amen!

Louisiana Governor, Bobby Jindal, said yesterday, "The opinion reads more like an out-of-control legislative debate than a constitutional analysis. One thing is clear: the five members of the court who issued the opinion do not share the same 'standards of decency' as the people of Louisiana."

We as Americans are faced with many choices as our national, state, and local elections roll around in November. The Presidential race has now come down to two presumptive nominees. Battle lines are being drawn, important issues are beginning to be addressed. We face a number of problems that the next Congress and Chief Executive must deal with - an unpopular war, where Americans are being killed daily; an economy that is in the tank; skyrocketing oil and fuel prices that seem to have no ceiling in sight; illegal immigration; and on and on and on. These are indeed major issues, and I do not want to diminish the importance of any, but I will not cast my vote for President based on any of the above issues.

In my humble opinion, the most important thing a President does during his term of office is to carry out his constitutional role of appointing Federal Judges and Supreme Court Justices. The next President will likely have opportunity to name as many as three Justices to the High Court, and dozens to the U.S. Courts of Appeals. These judges are not elected by the people and they serve for life! Yesterday's ruling (along with Roe v. Wade, Dred Scott, and other past infamous decisions) underline the cultural magnitude of those decisions, which plot the course of our nation for generations. While we cannot vote for Federal Judges, we do vote for the person who appoints them. Will we elect a President who will appoint Justices who legislate from the bench and hold to this hogwash of "evolving standards of decency"? Or will we elect a President who will appoint Judges that have a high view of the constitution and the original intent of the framers?

I am not especially enamored of either of our major choices for Chief Executive in 2008. But I will mark my ballot for the one who is least likely to appoint judicial activists to the highest courts in the land.

The law of sowing and reaping is a physical law. It is also a spiritual law. I believe it is also a social law. We reap exactly what we sow. Our society has been sowing to these "evolving standards of decency" for some time now. God has given us implicit instructions as to how we may avert His judgment and bring healing upon our land. 2 Chronicles 7: 14 "If My people who are called by My name will humble themselves, and pray and seek My face, and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin and heal their land."

We have continued to ignore the warning signs and continue to "sow the wind and reap the whirlwind".

Welcome to the harvest.

The Old Lefthander...

Bob and Becky Moses are two of the many kind and thoughtful people who I am privileged to know and serve at Westmoreland Baptist Church. They are always doing something nice for someone, faithful to be present at almost every service and activity, and always busy in some ministry of the church.

Several members of my congregation are forever bringing me some thoughtful trinket or gadget. Knowing my great infatuation with my boyhood hero, Superman, several of our folks (especially Becky, Pat Gunnell, Terry Perdue, and Rachel Lackey) regularly bring me some type of Superman memorabilia. A whole corner of my office is filled up with all that Superman stuff. I love it!

I think Becky might lay awake at night thinking of what that next project might be. The wheels are always turning in her mind, and she is forever coming up with some little thoughtful gift or idea. For example, a couple of years ago, in a morning message, I mentioned a rural area where I spent a lot of time as a child. To say things were dull around those parts would have been an understatement. I mentioned that the only thing folks had to do back then was "sit around the house, drink RC's and eat Moon Pies, and talk about who was going to die next."

The next Sunday morning, on my desk, the "gift fairy" had left a beautiful gift pack consisting of a 10 ounce bottle of Royal Crown Cola and a genuine Moon Pie. This wasn't a "do it yourself" gift pack, but something that had been done professionally. It was enclosed in a clear plastic wrapper, imprinted with RC and Moon Pie logos on it, with a little bow, tying it all together. Knowing this fit the MO of Becky Moses, I mentioned to her the item that had found it's way to my desk. The big grin gave her away immediately. "Where did you get that?" I asked. "Oh, I have my sources", was her reply.

She does that.

Just a couple of weeks ago, after church one evening, Becky handed me a book and said, "I though you might like this". It was a biography of Joe Nuxhall. Although far from being Superman, "Hamilton Joe" was another one of my boyhood heroes. Becky knew of my love for the Cincinnati Reds, and happened across this book (in mint condition) in a local Goodwill Store. I've been pretty busy in the last few weeks after returning from the Philippines, but a couple of nights ago, I picked up the book and began reading. Now it's not "War and Peace", "The Grapes of Wrath", or "To Kill a Mockingbird", but it opened a flood gate of memories that engulfed me to the point that I read the book in just two sittings.

Outside of Cincinnati and the surrounding areas, Joe Nuxhall is a name that is known only to the most hard core baseball fans. But in our part of this great country, Joe Nuxhall is a household word. While not enshrined in Cooperstown, Joe is one of the most beloved figures in the long history of the oldest professional baseball franchise in America. His association with the Cincinnati Reds ball club began during World War II (in 1944), and spanned SEVEN decades!

A whole generation of folks (like my boys) knew him as a broadcaster of Reds games on WLW and the Reds Radio Network. I remember him as a solid major league pitcher in the 50's and 60's. My Dad's generation remembers Joe as the youngest player to ever appear in a major league baseball game - a fifteen year old!

The book, "Joe" written by Greg Hoard, chronicles the life and times of the life of the boy growing up in Hamilton, Ohio, who was thrown into the spotlight by fate and World War II when he was called upon by Warren Giles, General Manager of the Cincinnati Reds, to fill a spot on a roster that had been depleted by the war. The greatest players of the game, in the very prime of their lives, had temporarily left baseball to serve their country in the various branches of the military. This left major league baseball clubs scrambling to fill their rosters with, shall we say less than stellar talent?

Nuxhall seemed to fit the bill for the Reds. He was a local boy that was already a legend in Butler County. Amazingly, baseball may not have even been his best sport. He was an all state fullback and was without a doubt the best schoolboy basketball center in Ohio. But Joe loved baseball, and he was good at it. He had pitched ten no hitters by the time he was 15 years old. And although he was taller than both men, he had to have the permission of his father and his 9th grade principal to ride the bus to Crosley Field where he became the youngest person ever to wear a major league uniform.

His first outing for the Reds was hardly auspicious. He was thrown into the game in a relief appearance against the league leading St. Louis Cardinals. It was a blowout, and Reds' manager Bill McKechnie figured this would be as good a time as any to bring in the big left handed kid. Joe got two outs pretty quickly and then stepping up to the plate came Stan Musial. "Stan the Man" ranks as one of the greatest hitters in National League history. He was an MVP and is revered in the Hall of Fame as one of baseball's all time greats. Musial drove a double down the right field line, and the wheels came off at that point for Hamilton Joe. He never finished the inning, and after his first Major League appearance he had an earned run average of 67.50!

In fact, Joe says that it took him eight years to record his third out in the Major Leagues.

Joe Nuxhall's life is a picture of what a little talent, a lot of hard work and persistence, and the right attitude can do in a person's life. One of the things Joe struggled with early on, was his lack of control - in his pitching, and in his hot temper. Eventually he was able to get a handle on both (although his tough competitive nature gave him trouble with the latter off and on throughout his career).

I don't have the time or space to go into all the memories that this book brought back to me. Those names of legends, with whom he played as a youngster, those boyhood heroes of mine in the 50's and 60's that were Joe's teammates and the Big Red Machine of the 70's and the many Redlegs who followed.

Joe Nuxhall passed away in 2007. But he made a lasting impression on those who knew him, and those (like me) who felt they knew him through his many years as a play by play announcer for the Reds.

Joe's partner in the broadcast booth since the 70's, Hall of Famer Marty Brennaman summed it up this way:
"In a business that breeds egomaniacs, Joe Nuxhall is the rarest of the rare. I've never seen him be anything but nice to his fans, and their numbers are beyond comprehension.... In all the years we have been together, I have never heard one person, not one, say anything negative about him. Thank about that, and then ask yourself if you know anyone in the public eye you can say that about. Take it from me, the 'Old Lefthander' is special."

Most of us remember how Joe signed off on each broadcast.

"This is the Old Lefthander, rounding third and heading for home. Good night everyone!"

That saying has become so familiar and special to Reds fans, that it is emblazoned in lighted letters on the side of Great American Ball Park. A fitting tribute to a great guy.

Ever Had One Of These?

Here is where I will spend the better part of two hours on Monday morning. This is a PET scan machine, like the one I will use at the Ashland - Bellefonte Cancer Center later this morning.

PET is short for Positron Emission Tomography (ain't that a mouthful?) It is is a nuclear medicine imaging technique which produces a three-dimensional image or map of functional processes in the body. My Oncologist, Dr. Kirti Jain tells me that this machine will pick up any tumors in my body the size of the head of a pin. Wow!

Most of my readers know that I was diagnosed with colon cancer in December, 2004. The prognosis was not good. "Stage Four - and Incurable" were the sobering words used to describe my situation. 18 - 22 months average survival time was what I could expect for my type of malignancy. However, after two surgeries, a radio frequency ablation, and two six month courses of chemotherapy, I am (to the pleasant surprise of Dr. Jain) still here!

Part of my ongoing followup involves periodic CT Scans (every three months) and a PET Scan twice per year. The combination of the scans and the monthly blood work (which measures certain CEA markers in my blood) help Dr. Jain determine whether or not I continue to be in remission. Today I am scheduled for the scans, and Linda and I will see Dr. Jain on Friday for the results.

This will be my fourth or fifth PET Scan. (I've kind of lost count) The whole thing takes about two hours to complete. First they check my blood sugar. It seems that the test can only be done if the blood sugar level is less than 150. They then inject me with a radioisotope, and for the next hour, I will sit in a recliner in a dark room behind a lead screen, while the magic juice circulates throughout my body. Then it is on to the machine for approximately another hour while the images are taken from head to toe. Obviously it is a slow process. Your body moves through the "donut" and slow increments, and it is not painful (except for the one time when I wasn't exactly straight on the table and I had a lot of discomfort as my elbows and shoulders moved slowly through the machine pinching them severely for several minutes). The toughest part is simply lying so still for such a long time on the little narrow belt.

As soon as the PET is completed, I will then go to down the hall for the CT Scans of my abdomen and pelvic area. One scan will be done without contrast and one with. These only take 20 minutes or so. The combined images from the PET and CT will allow Dr. Jain to determine whether or not the cancer is back, and what course of action (if any) should be taken.

What a blessing it is to have this type of nuclear medical technology at our fingertips. A generation ago, much of the technology and treatment options we have today, were not available. Certainly not locally and outside places like Cleveland Clinic, Johns Hopkins, or M.D. Anderson Cancer Center. I am so thankful for Dr. Jain - for his experience, and for his kind, caring treatment. It means a lot to have a doctor like that.

More than anything else, I thank God for the "Great Physician" who has been on my case since day one. It's only by God's grace and His sovereign will that I am still here today. Every day is precious. I have come to appreciate the everyday things more than ever before. There is always that few days of anticipation between the scans and getting the results, but I have learned that worry and anxiety will accomplish nothing. Whatever the outcome, God knew the results before the world began. None of it come as a surprise to Him. He has a plan for my life, and I can rest assured in it no matter how long - or how short.

I will praise His name, no matter what the outcome may be.

What To Do When The Outlook Is Bleak and Circumstances Are Beyond Your Control

Did you ever experience a drastic turn of events in your life? You’re doing the right thing… everything is going well… no reason to worry about anything… then comes a sudden reversal.
Suddenly you are facing an overwhelming problem… something over which you have no power or control.
Asa, King of Judah experienced such a turn of events as recorded in 2 Chronicles chapter 14

After the death of Solomon the “Golden Age” of Israel came to a close. The kingdom split into two separate kingdoms (10 northern Tribes called “Israel”) under Jeroboam I with a capital in Samaria, and the Southern Kingdom “Judah” (made up of tribes of Judah and Benjamin) under Solomon’s son, Rehoboam, with the capital in Jerusalem. Rehoboam was succeeded by Abijah and Abijah was succeeded by his son, Asa as the third King of Judah.

Verse 2 says “Asa did what was good and right in the eyes of the LORD his God.” Asa stands out in his support of the Worship of God and his opposition to idolatry. Some of his accomplishments are:
Ø Removal of altars of foreign gods
Ø Removed the high places
Ø Broke down the “sacred pillars” and wooden poles used in the pagan worship of Ashtoreth
Ø He commanded Judah to worship God and observe His law
Ø He built fortified cities in Judah
Ø The land enjoyed peace for 10 years…
Ø Then trouble arose

Even though Asa had a large and skilled Army
Ø 300,000 from Judah (who carried spears and shields)
Ø 280,000 from Benjamin (foot soldiers and archers)
Ø 580,000 total “Mighty Men of Valor”

They were attacked by Zerah of Ethiopia:
Ø 1,000,000 soldiers
Ø 300 chariots
Ø Outnumbering Asa’s army nearly 2 to 1 (with advantage of having chariots)

Asa was faced with a terrible prospect… What could he do?
Ø Strategize and seek to outmaneuver the enemy?

Ø Retreat?
Ø Compromise?
Ø Surrender?
Ø No, he chose to PRAY!
Ø A simple prayer of only 51 words as recorded in verse 11

11 And Asa cried out to the LORD his God, and said, "LORD, it is nothing for You to help, whether with many or with those who have no power; help us, O LORD our God, for we rest on You, and in Your name we go against this multitude. O LORD, You are our God; do not let man prevail against You!"

What do we see about Asa’s prayer in a time of crisis? How can we apply these truths in our lives when the problems are overwhelming and the solution is beyond our control? Pray like Asa!

His Prayer Was Earnest – he “cried out”

Asa “Cried Out” to the Lord – he knew the situation was beyond his control.

1 Peter 3: 12-13 For the eyes of the Lord are on the righteous, And His ears are open to their prayers; But the face of the Lord is against those who do evil.”13And who is he who will harm you if you become followers of what is good?

He was not ashamed to call upon the Lord. Sometimes we are too proud to admit that we can’t handle a situation on our own. After all, Asa was a King, well respected, and powerful in his own right. Yet help was needed and he knew it. He cried out to God in earnest prayer.

Hebrews 4: 16 Let us therefore come boldly to the throne of grace, that we may obtain mercy and find grace to help in time of need.

There is power in prayer!

James 5: 16-18 The effective, fervent prayer of a righteous man avails much. 17Elijah was a man with a nature like ours, and he prayed earnestly that it would not rain; and it did not rain on the land for three years and six months. 18And he prayed again, and the heaven gave rain, and the earth produced its fruit.

When I was a child there was a plaque that hung on our living room wall that bore the legend, “Prayer Changes Things”. As a child, I thought that prayer was a tool to help God see things our way. I have learned that effectual fervent prayer actually helps us to see things from God’s perspective.

His Prayer Was Personal – “unto the LORD His God”

Asa prayed to “Yaweh” – the Personal name of the Lord. When you see LORD (all capital letters) in your English Bible, it is indicative of God’s personal name. The name He revealed to Moses on Mount Horeb at the burning bush.

Exodus 3: 13-15 13Then Moses said to God, “Indeed, when I come to the children of Israel and say to them, ‘The God of your fathers has sent me to you,’ and they say to me, ‘What is His name?’ what shall I say to them?” 14And God said to Moses, “I AM WHO I AM.” And He said, “Thus you shall say to the children of Israel, ‘I AM has sent me to you.’ ” 15Moreover God said to Moses, “Thus you shall say to the children of Israel: ‘The Lord God of your fathers, the God of Abraham, the God of Isaac, and the God of Jacob, has sent me to you. This is My name forever, and this is My memorial to all generations.’

Although he is the self existent one – the great “I AM”, He can be known Personally. Consider the 63rd Psalm.

Psalm 63: 1 O God, You are my God;
Early will I seek You;
My soul thirsts for You;
My flesh longs for You
In a dry and thirsty land
Where there is no water.

If He is to be known personally, WE must make that commitment. We must seek Him, Our souls must thirst for Him. Our flesh must long for Him. We must seek the refreshment of a personal relationship with Him.

Genesis 28: 20-22 Then Jacob made a promise. He said, “I want God to be with me and to protect me on this journey. I want him to give me food to eat and clothes to wear 21 so I will be able to return in peace to my father’s house. If the Lord does these things, he will be my God. 22 This stone which I have set up on its end will be the house of God. And I will give God one-tenth of all he gives me.”

His Prayer Was Discerning - "LORD, it is nothing for You to help, whether with many or with those who have no power”

God has delivered Nations, and God has delivered individuals. He specializes in doing the impossible and showing His might and power to help those who are weak – yet willing to trust Him completely. He is a sovereign God, who can and does allow Himself to be approached by those who seek to experience His help! Consider Paul’s prayer for the Ephesian Christians.

Ephesians 3: 17-20 17that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith; that you, being rooted and grounded in love, 18may be able to comprehend with all the saints what is the width and length and depth and height— 19to know the love of Christ which passes knowledge; that you may be filled with all the fullness of God. 20Now to Him who is able to do exceedingly abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that works in us,

His Prayer Was Definitive – “Help us”

Asa did not “beat around the bush” or mince words. He asked for Help! Help is Available, even among the most dire circumstances.

Psalm 46: 1-3 God is our refuge and strength,
A very present help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear,
Even though the earth be removed, And though the mountains be carried into the midst of the sea; Though its waters roar and be troubled, Though the mountains shake with its swelling.

God will never fail you. This is one of my favorite promises in all of His Word!

Isaiah 41: 10-13 Fear not, for I am with you; Be not dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you, Yes, I will help you, I will uphold you with My righteous right hand.’ “Behold, all those who were incensed against you Shall be ashamed and disgraced; They shall be as nothing, And those who strive with you shall perish.
You shall seek them and not find them—Those who contended with you. Those who war against you Shall be as nothing, As a nonexistent thing. For I, the Lord your God, will hold your right hand, Saying to you, ‘Fear not, I will help you.’

His Prayer Was Believing – “We rest on you”

Matthew 7: 7-8 7“Ask, and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find; knock, and it will be opened to you. 8“For everyone who asks receives, and he who seeks finds, and to him who knocks it will be opened.

On who else can we call? To whom shall we go? The promises of God stand sure. Look at the results of Asa’s prayer:

His Prayer Was Answered (vs 12-15)
12 So the LORD struck the Ethiopians before Asa and Judah, and the Ethiopians fled. 13 And Asa and the people who were with him pursued them to Gerar. So the Ethiopians were overthrown, and they could not recover, for they were broken before the LORD and His army. And they carried away very much spoil. 14 Then they defeated all the cities around Gerar, for the fear of the LORD came upon them; and they plundered all the cities, for there was exceedingly much spoil in them. 15 They also attacked the livestock enclosures, and carried off sheep and camels in abundance, and returned to Jerusalem.

Asa simply asked God for help. God gave him complete victory over the enemy! Are you facing difficulties beyond your control? Pray like Asa! Let go of depending on your own abilities and devices, and Let God prove His promises to you!

Life is short.

Pray hard!

More Today Than Yesterday

On June 18, 1970, sitting on the steps outside her apartment house on Division Street in the Highlawn section of Huntington, WV, I asked Linda Bowling to be my wife.

On a scorching day, one year and one day later, she became my bride at Thomas Memorial Free Will Baptist Church - the place where I had first laid eyes upon her nearly two years earlier. June 19, 1971 was the second best day of my life, topped only by the night I gave my life to the Lord.

She has never been less than my dearest friend and life companion. Since there are only so many ways to say "Happy Anniversary" and "I Love You", I have decided to share the words of a song, by the Spiral Staircase, that was popular while we were dating. I couldn't say it better in my own words.

I don't remember what day it was

I didn't notice what time it was

All I know is that I fell in love with you

And if all my dreams come true

I'll be spending time with you

Every day's a new day in love with you

With each day comes a new way of loving you

Every time I kiss your lips my mind starts to wonder

And if all my dreams come true

I'll be spending time with you

Oh I love you more today than yesterday

But not as much as tomorrow

Oh I love you more today than yesterday

But darling not as much as tomorrow

Tomorrow makes each springtime just a day away

Cupid we don't need you now be on your way

I thank the Lord for love like ours that grows ever stronger

And if all my dreams come true

I'll be spending time with you

Oh I love you more today than yesterday

But not as much as tomorrow

Oh I love you more today than yesterday

But darling not as much as tomorrow

Every day's a new day, every time I love ya

Every way's a new way, every time I love ya...

Every day's a new day, every time I love ya

Every way's a new way, every time I love ya...

Every time I love ya...