The Helmet of Salvation

A police officer needs his badge. A scientist needs her lab coat. A carpenter needs his toolbelt. A farmer needs her overalls.

A soldier needs his armor.

Without the proper attire and gear, we are unfit to do the jobs we set out to do. Badges give identity and authority. Lab coats separate the lab from the outside world. Toolbelts allow for handy access to hammers, nails, squares, etc. Overalls keep mud and…other things…off a person. Armor protects and preserves a soldier as he fights the enemy. All of these examples of tools and clothing bring specific images to our minds. We can picture a cop with his badge, or a farmer in her overalls, or a soldier in his armor. Paul – author of the book of Ephesians, a letter to the people in Ephesus – was counting on such visualization with his metaphor the “armor of God:”

“Finally, be strong in the Lord and in his mighty power. Put on the full armor of God, so that you can take your stand against the devil’s schemes. For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms. Therefore put on the full armor of God, so that when the day of evil comes, you may be able to stand your ground, and after you have done everything, to stand. Stand firm then, with the belt of truth buckled around your waist, with the breastplate of righteousness in place, and with your feet fitted with the readiness that comes from the gospel of peace. In addition to all this, take up the shield of faith, with which you can extinguish all the flaming arrows of the evil one. Take the helmet of salvation and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God.” (Ephesians 6:10-17, NIV)

Ephesus was included in the Roman Empire at the time Paul wrote his letter (AD 61-63). No doubt the Ephesians were familiar with Roman soldiers bedecked in their armor and holding shields nearly three and a half feet tall. Paul compares a soldier’s belt, breastplate, properly clad feet, shield, sword, and helmet to attributes a Christian should have. Every day, when Christians wake up and exchange pajamas for whatever we plan to wear physically, we should also strap on our armor, pick up our shields and swords, and brace ourselves to wage spiritual warfare.

“The Armor of God” is a lesson I’m currently teaching fourth through sixth-graders in Sunday School. In a great attempt to make class more fun, I often incorporate games, crafts, and media such as pictures and videos. While looking for a video on the effects of brain trauma to explain the importance of wearing a helmet, I came across this video with the provocative title, “Permanent Hell: Life With a Traumatic Brain Injury.” (Step Back Think, 2012).

In this video, Professor Andrew H. Kaye, Director of the Department of Neurosurgery at Royal Melbourne Hospital, describes, in rather simple terms, what happens to the brain when it is violently jarred and injured. The consequences escalate in severity to the point of irreversible damage and a body left in a vegetative state. I will not comment one way or the other about whether death would be a more merciful outcome than an existence marked only by biological signs of life. But I will comment that an existence marked only by biological signs of a life – a “living hell,” as Professor Kaye calls it – is a glorious existence compared to one in the true Hell.

I thought this video was not entirely appropriate for little eyes and ears, but I could not pass up the analogy to be made. Paul’s description of the armor of God includes the helmet of salvation. Salvation! What a wonderful thing it is to be spared the punishment for our sins because Jesus already took it upon Himself. When we tear down the thrones we have set up for ourselves and turn instead to God as our king, and when we believe that Jesus’ resurrection for the dead means a resurrection for us one day, we attain salvation:

“If you declare with your mouth, ‘Jesus is Lord,’ and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved.” (Romans 10:9, NIV)

A heavenly helmet deflects the strikes of the enemy, no matter how forcefully they bring temptations and trials against us. No matter if we sometimes stumble in our soldierly march; salvation cannot be taken from us.

“The one who is victorious will, like them, be dressed in white. I will never blot out the name of that person from the book of life, but will acknowledge that name before my Father and his angels.” (Revelation 3:5, NIV)

While on this earth, Christians must strap on our armor, pick up our shields, and grip our swords tightly as we go about their daily lives as police officers, scientists, carpenters, farmers, or whatever role God has given to us because we definitely need it. Salvation gives us the hope of Heaven while we endure the realities of earth. After all, armor is meant to risk likelihood of injury on the battlefield, but it doesn’t guarantee escape from harm.

Armor of all sorts – Kevlar vests, bump caps, seatbelts, vaccinations – is meant to protect the physical body from harm. But despite the protections these innovations provide, we all still face mortality. Do you wear the helmet of salvation? Do you have the hope of eternal life? Life may seem difficult even if one is not in a permanent vegetative state, but any life is sweeter than an eternity of Hell.  On the other hand, every life – no matter if it is filled daily with chocolate-covered rainbows – is nothing compared with an eternity of Heaven!


Step Back Think. (August 14, 2012).  Permanent Hell: Life with a Traumatic Brain Injury. Retrieved from:


Oh, I Could Write a Sonnet about Your Easter Bonnet and All the Fur Trim on It…

“Oh! precious is the flow
That makes me white as snow;
No other fount I know,
Nothing but the blood of Jesus.”

This verse from the much-beloved hymn “What Can Wash Away My Sin” was on my mind when I woke up to a freshly laid blanket of snow yesterday morning.  The scenescape was a far cry from the brilliant pastel-hued world filled with chicks and bunnies frolicking among tulips and daffodils that are featured in advertisements this time of year.  And as I donned layers of clothes – including insulated overalls and snowboots – for outdoor work, a sleeveless sundress was the last thing on my mind.  Since moving from a more southern clime to the Northland several years ago, I realized that warm weather was not guaranteed for Easter Sunday, and I have shivered in sandals or saved the cute shoes for a more appropriate time – like Independence Day.  This is Minnesota, and the only predictable thing about our weather is its unpredictability.  Still, when the ads bombard us with images of green rolling hills, brilliant blue skies, and warm yellow sunshine, we cry out, “Isn’t winter over yet?”

But a sparkling white layer of snow – what a beautiful reminder of God’s grace, and how appropriate for Easter weekend!  The dusty, dirty, dun-colored world that exists from winter’s end to the green days of Spring is hidden from view.  Though this snow will disappear eventually, while it is here we can see it and remember how Jesus, when He submitted Himself to the pain and humiliation of crucifixion, He was an offering for our sins:

“Our sins are washed away and we are made clean because Christ gave His own body as a gift to God. He did this once for all time.” (Hebrews 10:10, NLV)

While this snowfall might cancel a few outdoor Easter egg hunts or make us ladies wear thermals under our dresses, perhaps it will shift our focus from the auxiliary aspects of Easter to the main point: celebrating Jesus’ resurrection from the dead, the power He gave us over sin, and the hope we have in life everlasting.

“When this that can be destroyed has been changed into that which cannot be destroyed, and when this that does die has been changed into that which cannot die, then it will happen as the Holy Writings said it would happen. They said, “Death has no more power over life.”  O death, where is your power? O death, where are your pains? The pain in death is sin. Sin has power over those under the Law.  But God is the One Who gives us power over sin through Jesus Christ our Lord. We give thanks to Him for this.” (1 Corinthians 15:54-57, NLV)

So even though communities around our state received a blanket of 1, 5, or 10 inches of snow this weekend, the sun still


The Palm


I stand alone, a mighty palm,

In desert lands I promise balm

To weary men with dusty feet

Who rest under my shade so sweet.

My fruit I give without a thought

To whether it is sold or bought.

When victors shout their battle cry

And raise my leaves up to the sky,

My heart within – for one I hold –

Swells with pride in sunlight’s gold.

But once I saw, for I am tall,

And look over the city walls,

My branches laid on dusty ground,

By men and women swarming ‘round,

Before a man upon a colt.

The image gave this tree a jolt.

“Who is this man?” I thought as He

Rode past the throngs so joyfully

That sang out psalms and shouted praise.

“Hosanna!”, “Bless’d!”, “Ancient of Days!”

And as I watched, two men drew near

And rested in my shade so dear.

“He’s here today,” one man announced,

“I reckon soon Rome will be trounced.

For if this man can raise the dead

And out of air can conjure bread,

Then He can bring empires down

And gain for Him a kingly crown.”

“No, no, my friend,” the other said,

And with a smile shook his head.

“This man has power, that is true,

But won’t wield it like others do.

He heals the sick, strengthens the weak,

And says His kingdom we must seek.

Just like this palm,” he looked at me,

“Which gives to all – completely free –

Fruit and shade which can refresh,

He gives to souls – in earthly flesh –

The chance to be with God above

Who – while we sin – still shows us love.

This ‘Son of Man,’ is God on earth

And promises a second birth

To any who will follow Him

And leave behind his life of sin.”











He HAS the power!

“Power is the rate at which work is done” (The Physics Classroom, 2016).

“I have seen you in the sanctuary and beheld your power and your glory.” (Psalm 63:2, NIV)

When I teach Sunday School, I love to incorporate science lessons whenever I can.  These lessons stem from physics, biology, physiology, and other disciplines, and I love teaching kids how the world God made works in orderly ways that reflect His character.  Many of the children I teach are “front pew kids” like I was at their age, and they have heard the story “Jesus Walks on Water” so many times the meaning of this story has lost its depth.  They already know that when I start with, “Immediately Jesus made the disciples get into the boat…” I will tell about a storm, frightened disciples, Peter almost sinking, and end with, “…’why did you doubt?'”  But telling this story with bobbers, rocks, a tub of water, and a physics lesson on density and flotation makes them think about Jesus’ wave-walking in a different light.

Recently, I’ve been teaching on several themes that start with “Jesus has power over…”.  The lessons focus on miracles Jesus performed while He was alive – miracles that not only benefited people physically but also glorified God and revealed Jesus’ power.  So when we had a review session, I made a graphic (see above) that uses the definition of power in the field of physics (Power = work/time) that the kids could color and use as a Bible bookmark or whatever.  I explained to them that Power is directly related to “Work” (the amount of force carried over a distance) and is indirectly related to “Time” (time).

Jesus was carrying out God’s work on this earth.  He was the embodiment of God – God represented no longer as pillars of cloud and fire (Exodus 13:21), a terrifying figure within the holiest place of the Tabernacle (Exodus 25:22), or even a whispering voice (1 Kings 19:12-13).  He was a working-class man of a certain height and a certain weight that got splinters in his fingers and sawdust in his hair.  But when He performed miracles, when He taught with authority, when He called people out for what they were thinking, He was displaying His power.  He was performing extraordinary works in the blink of an eye.  According to the P = w/t equation, an enormous amount of work done in an infinitesimally short amount of time yields a ginormous amount of power.  You could even say that no time passed at all, that t=0, despite the fact that division by 0 is (for all practical purposes) impossible.  But, to quote Jesus, “Everything is possible with God.

For example…

When Jesus commanded Lazarus – a man who had been dead for four days (definitely “all dead” and in no way “mostly dead“) – to come out of his tomb, Lazarus emerged from his crypt to the astonishment of his sisters and friends (John 11:14-45).

When Jesus told a paralyzed man to stand, take his mat, and go home, the man leaped to his feet and walked out of the room to the ire of teachers of the law (Mark 2:1-12).

When Jesus thanked His Father for the two fish and five loaves brought to Him, He was able to multiply and divide the food to feed 5,000 hungry families gathered to hear Him speak (John 6:1-11).  If Jesus was able to feed a man, woman, and child with the equivalent of 6 slices of Sara Lee honey wheat bread, He produced roughly 1,364 loaves of bread in the span of one prayer.  It takes me about three hours to bake two loaves of bread at home, if I have all the ingredients on hand.

So Jesus HAS the power – gargantuan, super-colossal, humongous power – that overshadows the power of man.  True, people can do exceptional things: write operas, cure diseases, fly to the moon, give birth to a child, forgive when offended, and love when hated.  But these things take time, effort, and energy for mankind while they take a snap of the fingers to God.  They are but tiny expressions of God’s creativity, intelligence, and strength.  They are merely the results when the creatures made in God’s image explore the potential God gave them.

The Physics Classroom.  (2016).  Power. Retrieved from

Jesus was touting mercy long before Shakespeare.

Recently, I took part in a quiz meant to reveal a how a person is spiritually gifted.  The possible categories were “Prophecy/Perception, Service, Teaching, Exhortation/Encouragement, Giving, Leadership/Administration, and Mercy/Compassion.”  I scored highest for Service and Teaching, with which I completely agreed and of which – sad to admit –  I was even a little proud. (Darn right, I’m good at service and teaching.   I deserve more kudos!)  And I scored least in…Mercy/Compassion.  This was not a complete surprise.  I know I don’t perceive other people’s emotional needs very well,  I would make a terrible nurse, and I’m not going to cry with someone whose goldfish passed away from old age.  But was a roll of the eyes, a rueful shrug of the shoulders, or a dismissive “Well, mercy’s just not my thing,” the correct response to this revelation?  No.

In today’s work-centered, self-reliant, self-seeking, “Suck it up, buttercup” world, mercy is not endorsed. It might even be seen as a weakness, as Count Adhemar did in A Knight’s Tale (1).  After all, doesn’t our culture view mercy as allowance for bad or lazy behavior?  But mercy, “compassionate or kindly forbearance shown toward an offender, an enemy, or other person in one’s power” (2), is what all of us truly and deeply desire.  We want a friend to loan us a little money, even if we forgot to pay her back for a previous loan.  We want a reassuring hug in the middle of the night when we are scared.  We want a sympathetic ear when we feel overwhelmed by a diagnosis.  But herein lies the problem: while we all desire mercy,  many of us are loath to grant it.  “No, you cannot borrow five dollars; you didn’t pay me back the last time!”  “No, you cannot wake me up just because you had a bad dream!”  “No, I don’t have time to hear about your disgusting medical problems!”

In William Shakespeare’s The Merchant of Venice, mercy is described as being “twice blessed: It blesseth him that gives and him that takes” (4.1.175-176).  The orator then describes mercy as an attribute that – coming from a king –  is more impressive than his crown or scepter (4.1.178-182).  When a king can command anyone at anytime to be decapitated merely for looking at him the wrong way, forgiveness for a weighty crime is newsworthy for the public and unfathomable for the criminal.  But for most of us, our daily lives are not touched by the mercy – or lack of mercy – from kings.  We are concerned with how our neighbors treat us and how we treat our neighbors.

When Jesus preached the famous Sermon on the Mount, He said, “Blessed are the merciful, for they will be shown mercy.”  Later on, Jesus illustrated this statement with the parable of the unmerciful servant.  In this story, a king forgives one of his servants of an enormous debt after the servant begs the king not to send him and his family to debtor’s prison.  Relieved, the man goes home and – immediately forgetting the mercy shown him – demands a man repay him a meager loan.  Unable to pay back the amount, the servant mistreats the man who owes him.  When the king hears what his servant has done, he demands the man be imprisoned until the previously forgiven debt can be repaid.  Now, consider this: the servant was not initially forgiven the loan because he ran an errand for the king, served the king faithfully or years, or even saved the king’s life.  All he did was fall on his knees and sob like a baby, begging not to receive the punishment that was due him.  And the king showed mercy: he gained nothing for his kindness and expected nothing in return.

The king in the parable had power to imprison or even kill the servant if he wished, just as God has power to do with us as He wishes.  As humans, we are by nature sinners, we fall short of God’s glory (Romans 3:23), and for this we deserve death (Romans 6:23).  But while God’s sovereignty should make us tremble in fear, his mercy should make us weep in gratitude.  God gave His one and only Son to die the death we deserved out of His mercy, not for anything we did or could ever do (Titus 3:4-7).  Just as Shakespeare observed of earthly kings, God’s mercy was more remarkable than any show of His power.

So I should not be complacent with my “natural” lack of mercy.  As a Christ-follower, I should be imitating Him more and more.  Like the unmerciful servant, I have been forgiven a great and terrible debt.  Why should I not show such mercy to my neighbors?   One way I’ve worked on being more merciful is to contemplate Proverbs 12:16: “Fools show their annoyance at once, but the prudent overlook an insult”.  When I pause and think, Is this really something to get worked up about?  I can I take ten seconds and help this person?  Can I respond to this in a more gentle tone?, I can conjure up a more merciful spirit.  While I am not as gifted in mercy as I am in other areas, I can focus on growing this area of my spiritual life.  But don’t expect me to cry over goldfish anytime soon.

1. ChippyChopper.  “Showing Mercy.”  Online video clip.  YouTube.  13 October 2009.  Web.  12 March 2017.

2. “mercy”. Unabridged. Random House, Inc. 12 Mar. 2017. <>.

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Jesus loves me, even when I look like a dizzy octopus

On most mornings, I rise and shine (or rise and whine) and make my way to the living room to sweat it out to a workout video.  I like this kind of exercise: a full body workout that gets my heart pumping and evokes memories of my mother’s Richard Simmons videos.  I try not to repeat the same workout too often to work different muscle groups for different lengths of time and intensity but mostly to avoid boredom.  If I follow the same exercise day after day, the routine becomes just that: routine.  My brain switches to auto-pilot, my body goes through the motions with minimal effort, and I can lose track of which moves I’ve already done.  This is not good.

A new workout video is a good remedy to break up the routine, but on the first few days with the new video, well…I’m glad no one is watching me.  I try to follow the perky instructors as well as I can, but I’m afraid I look like a dizzy octopus with a dumbbell gripped in each tentacle.  But even though I might feel a little clumsy and look a little silly, I know the change is good for me.  My muscles feel strengthened in new ways, and I definitely feel more awake than after  “going through the motions” with an old workout.  After a few more times working out with the new video, I know the moves better and I can perform them with more confidence.

How I view my physical health can also be reflected in how I approach my spiritual health.  Am I content to follow a boring routine that fails to challenge me?  Attending church, praying throughout the day, and reading Scripture can all bring nourishment to a hungry soul.  But if the attendance, prayers, and readings feel obligatory, if they fail to stimulate the mind and touch the heart, what good are they?  They are no longer ways to deepen a relationship with Jesus Christ or to gain wisdom.  They are only characteristics of a lukewarm Christian which God detests (Revelation 3:16).  Baby Christians (that’s “Christianese” for a new believer) just crawling or toddling towards the doors of a church for the first time should be encouraged in all they do to learn more about God, no matter how seemingly small the steps.  But mature Christians should crave what the author of Hebrews referred to as “solid food”: training and teaching that leads to distinguishing good from evil (Hebrews 5:13-14).  Mature Christians should be hiking up mountains while baby Christians are learning to tie their bootlaces.

Wonderfully, growing as a Christian is easy to do – all it takes is effort.  God smiles on all His children when they glorify Him, whether they teach a Sunday School class, bring a meal to a needy family, fix a stranger’s flat tire, mentor a child, or build an orphanage.  Jesus’ life was not defined by record-breaking attendance at the Temple or showy prayers.  He loved the unlovable (John 4:1-42), touched the untouchable (Matthew 8:1-4), and forgave the unforgivable (Luke 23:34).  While it might seem like a “sacrifice” of time and effort to get the whole family dressed in their best and arrive at church right at 9:00 every Sunday morning, or praying the same prayer before dinner every night, it is all meaningless to God if the bodies that go to church and pray before meals do not genuinely show God’s love at other times.  For God desires mercy and acknowledgement more than sacrifice (Hosea 6:6).

So how will you challenge and strengthen yourself as you walk with God?  Personally, I look for ways to keep my Sunday School class fresh and fun so the kids want to come rather than feeling forced to come.  My husband and I are spearheading an initiative at our church focused on service that will honor God while helping people in our community.  And I’m following a one-year plan to read through the new Bible my husband gave me when we were married last year.  (“Ugh, I have to underline all my favorite verses again because I got a new Bible.” #FirstWorldChristianProblems)  I hope you do not think I’m bragging, reader, or suggesting you have to do these exact same things to grow.  These are just ways that fit well with my spiritual gifts, and how you choose to grow may look completely different than my ways.  What matters is that Christians honor God with their hearts, souls, minds, and strengths to the best of their abilities.  Just as an athlete trains to jump higher, run farther, swim faster, or dive deeper, we should aim to pray more fervently, work more cheerfully, give more generously, suffer more patiently, and live more faithfully.  We might look like dizzy octopuses when we start, but God will still be smiling.

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“Scrubbin’ toilets for the Lord,” as my mom likes to say.

Recently, I began listening to the sermons available on the website of my parents’ church, the church I attended in high school and whenever I was home during my college years.  Though I might otherwise choose to listen to NPR or Pandora radio, sometimes I need a break from hearing about the fight in Congress over President Trump’s nominee for Assistant Deputy Secretary for the Department of the Posterior, and, let’s face it, Pandora’s music stream isn’t as exhaustive as one might hope.

When I listened to the first sermon, I was surprised at the difference between what I remember hearing in the sanctuary on a Sunday morning and what is recorded through the sound system.  When the congregation is singing with the praise leaders, and all the voices are mixing with the band, reverberating off the ceiling and walls, you just might think the sound could lift you straight up to heaven.  But the recording, which cuts out all the congregation’s singing, well…it’s a little less inspiring.  Don’t misunderstand me: the church’s praise team members are all extremely talented (especially the bass player*), but the individual voices and instruments cannot blend as well as when a hundred or so voices are singing with them.

I realized that the watering down of a worship service – when just a few people are highlighted and the rest are removed – reflected how much every Christian matters in God’s Church.  In the small group I attend, we recently shared what we considered our “spiritual gifts.”  1 Corinthians 12:4-6 states that there are different types of gifts, service, and ways of working, but the entire spectra of all three can can be used to serve and glorify God.  I cannot drive a bus full of kids to church camp, but I can teach a Sunday School class and wash dishes after a potluck.  Of course, service for God extends beyond one’s personal church to the world-wide community of Christians.  In both places, the followers of Jesus Christ are called to teach, serve, lead, give generously, and show mercy according to their abilities for the strengthening of God’s Church (Romans 12:4-8).

“But I’m not a missionary or a pastor,” someone might say.  “I’m a plumber/salesman/flight attendant/exterminator.  My everyday business doesn’t really deal with ‘God stuff.'”  Well, fair point.  On this side of heaven, the human race is bothered with needs that must be fulfilled.  Once we reach our glorious reward, then our entire being will be devoted to “God stuff.”  But while we’re here, we still must eat by the sweat of our brow (thanks a lot, Adam).  But even if a career is not carried out in a church, it can still be used as a mighty pulpit.  When the wonderful – nay, miraculous – regeneration of a Christian occurs by the Holy Spirit entering that person, the fruit of the Spirit that person bears is evidence of God’s character.  That fruit – love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, gentleness, faithfulness, and self-control – can be exhibited by a pastor baptizing a new believer or a plumber installing a sink for a fair price and with a kind smile.  Or a salesman refusing to deal dishonestly.  Or a flight attendant patiently assisting a rude passenger.  Or an exterminator getting rid of pests in the most humane way possible (rats are God’s creatures, too).  Personally, I work in the food industry, and I can serve God by ensuring safe, wholesome food is produced to feed the people He made.

From my past years in various churches, I have too often seen too few people carry too much of the load that is an inherent part of managing the many facets of a church.  I believe God has blessed His people enough that the same person does not need to coordinate the nursery schedule, play piano for the praise band, and clean the bathrooms after Wednesday night activities in addition to working a full-time job and raising a family.  Sufficient service on the part of God’s people can keep saints from becoming broken-down and burned-out.  So consider this: what talents and gifts has God given to you?  How can you put them to use in the local and world-wide church?  Where do you see a need that you can meet?

While I enjoy hearing the sermons of a very insightful pastor and singing along with familiar voices of the praise team, listening to a podcast isn’t the same as attending God’s house on a Sunday morning.  I don’t  experience the feeling of security that comes with being surrounded by fellow Christians.  I also don’t see the ushers greeting guests and handing out bulletins, the audio-visual team hard at work in the back of the sanctuary, the frazzled but satisfied-looking Children’s Church teachers.  But I’m glad to know they are there on a Sunday morning, impacting lives in their community, and I can now use my talents at my current church according to the ways God has blessed me.

*my dad

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Not Exactly A Winter Wonderland

So, I live in Minnesota, and after two almost embarrassingly mild winters, we are definitely living up to our reputation of the land of ice and snow this year. This morning the temperature was 30 degrees BELOW zero…without the wind chill. At times like this it is tempting to long for a warmer environment, and I cannot help but think back to last year when my husband and I were in Hawaii for his brother’s wedding. I was enchanted by the sun, the beaches, the waterfalls…a tropical paradise compared to the frozen tundra in which I live.

You might not be surprised by my longing, and I imagine other people in the Northland have the same desire to escape the cold. After all, that’s why swimsuits appear in stores in February. However, I have a difficult time imagining someone tanning herself on the shores of Kauai suddenly say, “You know, I need to take a break from this land of balminess and coconuts. I need to suffer alongside people who have to shovel their sidewalks and scrape their windshields and pray every morning that their cars will start. I better book a flight to the Midwest right now.”

But if it is difficult to imagine someone wanting to trade a white sand beach for a white snow bank, at least the trade would have some benefits. Outdoor activities abound in my neck of the woods, from snowshoeing and cross country skiing to ice fishing and dogsledding. Plus, who wants to drink cocoa and enjoy a crackling fire when it’s 80o outside? Besides, I’m sure if I stayed long enough in Hawaii I’d find some reason to want to leave…in time. We humans can find comfort in most places because we know no place is perfect. We move around and make the most of the land in which we find ourselves. None of us has ever left a perfect place for an imperfect one…except for one Person.

On the first Christmas, when Jesus entered the world, He became God Incarnate in the form of a Jewish baby born to a teenage mom and a laborer dad. He left His Father’s side in Heaven, a place without fault of any kind – a world without anger, grief, despair, greed, troubles, toils, or terrors. A place without laws or material goods of any kind, a world we cannot imagine. But at the predestined time – a moment when the political and social atmosphere in the world was just right – Jesus traded splendor…for squalor. He was born to common earthly parents in a lowly abode and was destined to endure the harsh realities of this planet from infancy to adulthood.

Today Nativity scenes are often romanticized with a radiant, slightly aloof Mary, a confident Joseph, and spotless shepherds. But let’s get real. Mary was more than likely exhausted, Joseph was probably distressed, and the shepherds were probably caked in dust and sheep-generated emissions. A death warrant would soon be out for little Jesus ( Matthew 2:16) , and the family would live as refugees in Egypt for some time. As an adult, Jesus would work (perhaps as a carpenter, as is traditionally thought) to support himself and his mother, and would face everyday trials and temptations just like any other man his age. But once His ministry began, once He set Himself apart as a Teacher, as the Messiah, He faced humiliation, rejection, and, ultimately, execution.

So why would He? Why would someone leave a Paradise a thousand times more pristine and beautiful than Hawaii to live an ordinary life am ong the lowly? Because God is l ove. The oft-quote d verse John 3:16 states, “For God so loved the world, He sent His one and only Son, that whoever believes in Him should not die but have eternal life” (NIV, emphasis mine). Jesus knew what kind of life and death awaited him on this little lump of dirt, but He did not let that keep Him from obeying His Father by sacrificing Himself for us. Original sin separated us from God. Jesus came to reconcile us to Him.

So think of that when you see a Nativity, whether it is portrayed through Sunday School kids in costumes, oil paints on a canvas, or statues in a town square. That beautifully portrayed moment in time was actually dirty and smelly as the King of the Universe lay on a bed of fodder. An audience made of society’s flotsam was the first to behold this baby King, and that was just the beginning of Jesus’ mission to seek and save the lost. Jesus traded Heaven for the humdrum so He could save humanity.

VBS: If you’re not a little insane at the end, you’re not doing it right.

Okay readers, I’m back.  I had to take a hiatus due to moving, getting married, settling into married life (you know, just a few small life changes).  I am happy to report that married life is pretty wonderful so far.  Resolving to love and respect my husband in a godly manner – to go from a single life to a shared life – is challenging but rewarding.  What makes it so much easier is when I remember Jesus’ command to love each other just as He loved us (1 John 4:10).  If Jesus was willing to die a horrible death because He loved us, I can definitely then clean my husband’s laundry and make him orange juice out of love.

But I don’t want to delve too deeply into Christian marriage in this post.  Oodles of other articles on that topic, written by Ph.D.s with decades of experience, already exist.  This post is to psych up myself, and many others out there, for working at Vacation Bible School (VBS) this summer.  VBS programs can vary from church to church – morning, evening, or all-day; mixed ages or divided ages;  divided genders or mixed genders – but all programs take a great deal of dedication and hard work on behalf of the adult volunteers.  Our church will host VBS in the evening, and children will be divided into group according to age.  Now, in the summertime heat, after a long day at work, it can be difficult to show up every evening with a smile on one’s face and maintain a fervent, cheerful attitude while working with children riding high on the wave of summer vacation.  Crafts, games, music, and snacks are used to keep the children engaged, but the main point of VBS is to teach children more about God.  But kids won’t learn much of God’s love if the leaders do not show it themselves.

Thanks be to God, my husband and I came across a trio of verses that are perfect for motivating VBS workers to have the right attitude.  First Thessalonians 5:14 reads, “And we urge you, brothers and sisters, warn those who are idle and disruptive, encourage the disheartened, help the weak, be patient with everyone.”  From past experiences as a VBS and children’s ministries worker, I have encountered children who are idle and disruptive, disheartened, and weak.  And God knows I’ve needed extra helpings of patience while teaching Sunday School and working in the toddler nursery.  I just love how this verse encourages me to be a friend to the kids but not to withhold my “mom voice” if I need to use it.  First Thessalonians 5:15 continues with, “Make sure that nobody pays back wrong for wrong, but always strive to do what is good for each other and for everyone else.”  With God’s help I will see any negative behavior quickly and “nip it in the bud” as Barney Fife would say.  I will encourage the kids to learn more about each other, and cooperate, and – oh, I hope and pray – avoid tattling.

Striving for peace and harmony among the kids is a great and godly goal, but keeping a loving attitude towards other workers is just as important.  First Thessalonians 5:16 states, “Rejoice always, pray continually, give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus.”  Holding grudges or bickering is difficult when you choose to rejoice, pray, and give thanks with your fellow VBS volunteers, especially when you do so in all circumstances.  Is it raining?  Thank you, God, that the kids won’t get sunburned tonight.  Are the microphones not working?  Thank you, God, that the children will need to listen extra hard.  Are you wiping up juice that was spilled on the kitchen floor?  Thank you, God, for this awesome arm workout.  And thank you that we have safe drinking water for the kids instead.  Are you waiting by the bathroom door while a six-year-old is taking an ETERNITY in there?  Thank you, God, for indoor bathrooms.  (When my mom went to VBS as a kid, her church only had an outhouse.)

God is good to give us words of encouragement when we need them.  To summarize, these verses in First Thessalonians have motivated me to work at VBS in the following way:

  • Give equal attention to all the kids, but give particular attention in certain cases: warnings or correction for idleness or disruption; extra kind words and encouragement to shy or upset kids; respectful support to children with disabilities or other limitations.
  • Encourage cooperation and friendship among the kids.
  • Rejoice, pray, and give thanks with other workers.

If you are working at a VBS program this summer, thank you for your efforts, and God bless you as you show God’s qualities to the children that He brings your way.  When parents see you with cheerful hearts and faces despite the long hours you’ve worked and the commotion around you, hopefully they will see that you’re not insane, just strengthened by God.  (Okay, by Friday, you might be just a touch insane :).

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God is Everywhere, Part 1: Consider the Butterfly

What is a rarer find than an albino deer munching a mouthful of four-leaf clovers that grew in a spot where lightning struck twice?  A Millenial Christian scientist.  I don’t mean a Millenial Christian Scientist – a young adult who emphasizes a connection between spiritual activity and physical healing – but a young adult who believes the orderly outlay of the universe is God’s creation.  I do not believe this only because I take the Bible, which covers the creation of the world in Genesis 1, literally, but because I see the natural world as so organized and intricate that its origins and processes could not have come about by chance.

Perhaps I exaggerated about the odds of a finding a person of my generation who believes in both a Christ and Creator.  But when I was an undergraduate in the Biochemistry and Molecular Biology program at a secular university, the scientific community that surrounded me dismissed all notions of Intelligent Design – the theory that a deliberate cause is behind certain aspects of nature – and especially Creationism – essentially, Intelligent Design that gives credit to an intelligent Creator – in favor of unguided evolution driven by mutation and circumstance.

But I could not swallow that.  I did as Jesus commanded: “Consider the lilies how they grow: they toil not, they spin not; and yet I say unto you, that Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these” (Luke 12:27, KJV).  Jesus was inviting His disciples to practice the first step of the Scientific Method: to observe the natural world around them.  Jesus wants us to look at the world around us – a wonderful reminder that God is powerful enough to keep the entire universe moving, yet loving enough to care about the petals of every flower.

And so ends the preamble to a series I am starting called “Consider the lilies…and other things.”  The first “other thing” will be…butterflies.  Today is National Learn about Butterflies Day  (Seriously.  I found out on Facebook.), so it’s appropriate for me to post this today.  Butterflies are amazing for many reasons: they “taste” with their feet, some species can fly at 37 miles per hour, and the monarch butterfly can successfully migrate over a distance of 2,000 miles without the aid of Google Maps (San Diego Zoo Global, 2016).  But what I find most fascinating about butterflies is the complex metamorphosis from caterpillar to adult butterfly.

When I was younger, I would capture swallowtail caterpillars I found munching on dill plants in my parents’ garden, place them in a large plastic container lovingly furnished with sticks, grass, dill, and air holes in the container’s lid, and wait for the day the creeping caterpillar would be replaced with a conical chrysalis.  I could only imagine what was taking place inside as the ugly duckling was turning into a swan.  Thanks to modern technology, we can have a better understanding of what takes place during this transition.  Recently, the method called micro-CT was used to take cross-section images of a chrysalis at different stages of metamorphosis (Young, 2013).  These images were put together to form virtual models showing how the organs and structures of a butterfly develop (Young, 2013).

While the processes of this event can be explained, much like the formation of a baby within its mother’s womb, both still carry an aura of mystery.  For me, both are evidence of God: elements and molecules come together to make organs and membranes exactly as He designed them to, yet no one’s hands but His can touch and mold the new life.  The author of  Psalm 139:13-14 praises God for this: “For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb.  I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.”  

The transition of a crawling caterpillar into an airborne butterfly is also an illustration of the rebirth a person experiences when he is saved through Christ.  Jesus told Nicodemus (a Pharisee who was interested in Jesus’ teachings) that a man must be born again to see the kingdom of God.  Nicodemus was puzzled by these words which probably gave him a very weird mental image.  Jesus explained He was not talking about physical birth, but spiritual birth: “Flesh gives birth to flesh, but the Spirit gives birth to spirit. You should not be surprised at my saying, ‘You must be born again.’ The wind blows wherever it pleases. You hear its sound, but you cannot tell where it comes from or where it is going. So it is with everyone born of the Spirit” (John 3:6-8).  Spiritual transformation cannot be gained through physical, earthly means.  It can only be gained through the grace given to us through Jesus’ death and resurrection.  And once we are transformed, we are not just caterpillars wearing a new set of clothes; we are fluttering, soaring, unbounded butterflies no longer confined to the lowly world.  As Paul wrote to the people of Corinth, “Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, the new creation has come: The old has gone, the new is here!” (2 Corinthians 5:17).  

Even though this front pew kid is all grown up, I still am amazed by the transformation of caterpillars into butterflies, of despairing hearts into joyous ones.  Such creations as the butterfly are wonderful reminders of the new lives God wants us to enjoy to the full.  Of course, He does not want us to forget who designed the caterpillars and butterflies in the first place, so this Christian scientist will be okay with leaving a few mysteries unexplained.


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San Diego Zoo Global.  (2016).  Arthropods | Butterfly.  Retrieved from

Young, E.  (2013, May 14).  Not Exactly Rocket Science: 3-D Scans Reveal Caterpillars Turning Into Butterflies.  Retrieved from

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