Jesus, Not Germs

Well, I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, with emphasis this time: America is drunk. What have you people done to this place?? Last week we were all going about our business and going to work and school and buying groceries (albeit too much toilet paper for some of you–you know who you are), and now look at us! You jokers need to get it together and get this train back on the tracks. Pronto.

In the meantime, like most of you, I also want to use this time to reflect and learn as much as I can, like the mature adult I often pretend to be. So today, I’d like to start off by sharing with you a few lessons I’ve learned (and am learning) during this Coronavirus situation.

*Far too many people think they are experts.

*God is fully in control. We, on the other hand, have zero control. Despite my Type A personality needing a straight-jacket over this, it is as it should be.

*I use too many squares of toilet paper at a time.

*Some really wonderful people work at Walmart!

*I rely too much on regular everyday securities instead of God.

*Healthcare workers are saints! Although I’ve known this for years, it’s been reinforced to an infinite degree: I could NEVER be one.

*Toddlers are WAY better at sharing than adults who think they *might* run out of paper products.

*God is fully in control.

*I’m a stress-cleaner. While that’s not new news, I have learned that if you’re planning to stress-clean your way through a lengthy quarantine, 1400 square feet ain’t gonna cut it.

*Social media is keeping me going.

*Social media is killing me.

*God is fully in control.

*My regular life is eerily similar to being in quarantine. (Will be giving this some more thought at a later date)

*Occasionally one of my neighbors comes out on her back step to feed and water her dog(s)…wearing only a bra and shorts.

*I make a lot of little trips to the grocery store during the week.

*God is fully in control.

*Dogs around here do not get walked unless their owners are on lockdown and looking for excuses to take a break while working from home.

*Sitting around the house all day makes me “hungry”

*I am thankful I don’t own a small business. Or a big business. Or am in any way in a position of leadership that requires big decision-making during this unprecedented craziness.

*This new normal means that I know, at any given time, exactly how many rolls of toilet paper are in this house.

*When God slows us all down and removes our distractions, we are actually kind to each other and pay attention to each other’s needs. We will actually see AND help out a neighbor in need when we’re not rushing around all day, focused solely on ourselves, our kids, and our schedules.

*People are hilarious. These Coronavirus memes are STELLAR.

*And last but not least, GOD IS FULLY IN CONTROL.

Friends, I sure do not have the answers. (I am NOT one of those people who starts their posts, “I’m no expert, but…”) I waiver between feeling confident and secure in knowing God’s in charge and stressed/anxious/worried about all the what-ifs. This morning I was talking to a friend with two special-needs sons at home who don’t quite understand what’s going on, and we were talking about how overwhelming it is to think about these next few weeks. I can tell that the more I think about anything past today, the more I stress and lose sight of what I do know. I want to make sure that I focus on Jesus, not germs. I want to let Him be my Provider, my Protector. I want to give Him the reigns and do as He instructs in His Word by focusing only on today. This is FAR easier said than done for me, but with practice, I can get there. And if through all of this, I come out on the other side way stronger and better able to let God be God, what a glorious time this will have been.

I am praying for you all, and I hope you’re spending intentional, personal time with God during this upheaval. Don’t haphazardly toss out wishes; instead, go to the feet of Jesus and lay every single one of your concerns at His feet. He’s already been victorious over anything and everything that might ensnare us. He’s just waiting on us to get that through our thick skulls, as our Southern mamas used to say. Thank you for reading, and after taking a quick second to pray the following prayer with me, please don’t miss the (very short) note after it. Love you all!!!

Dear Lord, thank You that You are solidly, constantly in control. I pray, Father, boldly and confidently, that You knock out this virus just as quickly as it showed up. I declare Your sovereignty, Lord, and I recognize that You don’t need my help in meeting my family’s needs. Take control, Lord, and help me not to repeatedly attempt to take it back from You. While I wait on You to restore work and school and social interaction, God, help me to learn whatever it is You’d have me learn. Search me, Father, and point out what I can work on while life is a little more quiet. I love You, Lord, and I am so VERY grateful to be Your child, especially in a time such as this. It’s in the mighty name of Jesus that I pray this prayer. Amen.

*Reader note: If you’re not already following the blog on Facebook, please feel free to check it out. The page is The Samaritan Woman, and I’m posting some of the great devotionals (they’re quick to read, I promise!) God’s putting before me during this time. I pray it can be a place of encouragement and faith during this dark time. Please, also, feel free to email me with prayer requests: lindseydt@gmail.com. I’d be honored to pray over you guys. Big hugs!

Seed-y Faith

I recently read the story of Charles Blondin, a long-ago thrill-seeker and tightrope walker from France. A few years back in 1860, Mr. Blondin not only walked a tightrope across Niagara Falls (that’s a span of over a quarter of a mile, in case you were wondering), but he did so back-and-forth with a variety of props, so to speak: in a sack, on stilts, while blindfolded, in the dark, etc. Each time he reached the other side successfully, and the crowd roared their praise (relief?). Mr. Blondin then decided to up the ante a bit, and for one particular trek across the tightrope, he chose a wheelbarrow. He asked the crowd, “Do you believe I can walk to the other side, over the tightrope, with this wheelbarrow?” (I’m paraphrasing because I wasn’t there, you see.) Of course, he received a unanimous response of Yes! Mr. Blondin wasn’t satisfied with simply walking an empty wheelbarrow over a quarter of a mile on a tightrope, oh no! How would that be enough when he’d just done it blindfolded and in the dark and on stilts and so on and so forth?! Mr. Blondin wanted an assistant, so he asked his burgeoning crowd, who had just shown their faith in his ability to make it across with the wheelbarrow, who would volunteer to RIDE in the wheelbarrow as he pushed it across the tightrope. What did he get in response to his question? Crickets. Well, probably not the sound of crickets since Niagara Falls is super loud and all, but you get my point. Breaking News: not a single person volunteered to ride 160 feet above Niagara Falls across a tightrope in a wheelbarrow.

Isn’t this how we are with our faith oftentimes? I can’t tell you the number of times I’ve believed in God’s ability, have trusted in His might and power, only to quickly put my hand down when it came to volunteering to actually let God carry me across “the falls” of whatever I was facing. It’s like I KNOW He can, but I’m still too chicken to let Him BECAUSE WHAT IF I ACCIDENTALLY GO OVER. (Yes, you’re right, I’m very chill.)

It’s times like this, though, friends, when I’m struggling to have significant faith, that God has already prepared for (of course He has). At times when I need my Heavenly Father but I can only catch the tiniest glimpse of Him, I remember what Jesus said in Luke 17:6: “‘If you have faith even as small as a mustard seed, you could say to this mulberry tree, ‘May you be uprooted and planted in the sea,’ and it would obey you.'” Praise the Lord for that promise!

Not to get all Negative Nancy on you guys, but there’s a flip-side to this mustard-seed faith. There have been times, I fully admit, when mustering up (ya see what I did there…mustard, mustering…I’m a comedian!) big faith might be possible, but it would take work and require sacrifice on my part and it wouldn’t be immediate. So instead, I lean perversely on this promise, allowing my laziness to boast in and feel confident in small faith, because after all, didn’t Jesus Himself say that all I need is faith the size of a mustard seed? Ladies and gentlemen, let me introduce you to seed-y faith at its greatest.

Because you’re far smarter than I am, I know that you know Jesus wasn’t giving us an easy way out with this verse. He wasn’t excusing us from working on growing our faith. He wasn’t negating the necessity of going from tiny baby Christians with tiny baby faith to mature Christians with big faith. It wasn’t until I found Matthew 13:32 that God helped illuminate His plan for our faith. That Scripture says this about the mustard seed: “Of all the seeds it is the smallest, but when it has grown, it is the largest of the garden herbs and becomes a tree, so that the birds of the air come and find shelter in its branches” (emphasis mine).

Did y’all catch that? Yes, it’s okay if we start out with small faith, if the most we can conjure up in the face of fear or tribulations is faith the size of a mustard seed. But at no point, under no circumstances, should our faith remain that size. A literal mustard seed might start out as the tiniest of all the seeds, but through intentionality and nurturing, that seed grows into the largest of all the garden herbs, large enough even to be considered a tree. So, too, should our faith. Yes, it’s okay to start out small (hello, little baby Jesus) but with God’s help and by walking hand-in-hand through life’s challenges with Him, our faith should grow and grow and grow. So let me ask you this, friend: has your faith grown lately? Are you applying a new kind of faith, a bigger, more powerful faith to whatever it is you’re facing right now?

Look one more time at that Scripture from Matthew. Did you notice that it says the mustard seed grows large enough to become a tree and provide shelter for birds of the air? This, too, is a benefit, a purpose, of our growing faith; it a shelter to us, a security and place of protection and solace in the midst of those rainy and/or stormy seasons of life. Can you imagine what life for a bird would be if there were no trees in which to seek shelter? Those mustard seeds aren’t very protective, friends, but those trees, with their wide, outstretched branches, they’re a place to huddle when the storms come.

The Bible addresses our faith many, many times, and more often than you might realize it wraps it up in the expectation of growth. To better explain what I mean, I’ve collected for you a few verses, ones that help us as believers to understand the process of moving our faith from seed-sized to tree-sized. Please read these with me.

2 Peter 3:18“But grow in the grace and knowledge of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ”

2 Thessalonians 1:3“We ought always to give thanks to God…because your faith is growing”

Colossians 2:6-7“So then, just as you received Christ Jesus as Lord, continue to live your lives in Him, rooted and built up in Him, strengthened in faith as you were taught…”

So, friends, I guess this brings us (and I close with this) to the question of why. Why, we might ask, is matured faith important? Why does the Bible encourage us to cultivate our faith and grow it as we walk with God? As an answer, I give you two additional verses.

Hebrews 11:6“And without faith it is impossible to please Him

Ephesians 6:16“In all circumstances, take up the shield of faith, with which you can extinguish all the flaming darts of the evil one.”

Your faith is a weapon. Let me say that again in case you didn’t catch it. Your faith is a weapon against Satan and his schemes. And if that’s not reason enough, it is through your faith that you please the Lord. You cannot beat those two reasons. If we do nothing more with our lives, with our time on this earth, than please God and defeat the devil, I have a sneaking suspicion that upon arrival in Heaven we might get to hear something like this: Well done, my good and faithful servant (Matthew 25:21). Bless it!

Dear Lord, thank You so much for this day, for this life, and for all of the many, many blessings You bestow on me and my family daily. Father, I recognize that while it is okay for my faith to start small, it is NOT in my best interest that it stays that way. I ask for Your help, God, in growing my faith. I ask that You guide me as I choose faith over feelings, as I put my faith to work against the schemes of the enemy. Help me to hold firm, Lord, so that with each challenge I face, my faith grows a little more and a little more. Help me to be patient with myself, Lord, as I know all good things take time and effort and sacrifice. I pray that when it gets tough and I get tired, Father, I will choose faith (and pleasing You) over ease or comfort or convenience. I love you, Lord, and I want to grow my faith so that when others see how I handle the curveballs of life, it points them directly toward You. Grow me, Lord, and grow my faith so that I might, in turn, grow Your Kingdom. It’s in Jesus’s mighty name that I sincerely pray. Amen.