Unshakeable

Twenty to five in the morning, April 18, I was awakened from
sleep by the shaking of my bed. Wind? No. Earthquake. Nothing else shakes a bed
inside a house. Just as I wondered if I should climb under the bed in case the
ceiling fan fell, the jarring stopped. I jumped up to see if my husband, in his
bedroom, felt it. We grabbed each other in the living room.

“Did you feel that?” I
said. 

“Oh, yeah. That was a big one. Turn on the radio, let’s see
where the center was.” For central Illinois, it was big. Centered 150 miles south,
it was 5.2 on the scale.

In Reno, USA Today reported yesterday, “Residents here are being shaken, literally, by an
ongoing series of earthquakes, which experts warn could be a precursor to a
major seismic event.” Sandy Jung, formerly a California resident, says, she’s used
to the ground shaking, but not “swarms of them. Not day after day after day.”
Unsettling, scary, irritating at best.

And many of us are enduring financial earthquakes. Foreclosures.
Job loss. Food and gas prices.

It is time to cling even more tightly to the unshakeable
kingdom. The writer to the Hebrews says, “ ‘Once more
I will shake not only the earth but also the heavens.’ The words ‘once more’
indicate the removing of what can be shaken—that is, created things—so that
what cannot be shaken may remain. Therefore, since we are receiving a kingdom
that cannot be shaken, let us be thankful, and so worship God acceptably with
reverence and awe, for our ‘God is a consuming fire.’” 
Hebrews 12:26-29 NIV 

To cling to the Creator-King does not mean our worst fears
won’t come true. It means, even if they do, the God who is with us will carry
us through. Jesus’ grip is unshakeable. 

Father, Jesus, Spirit, we worship you. We cling to you. You
are our hope, our faith, and our life.

Flying High

As we approached downtown on our morning walk, a Canadian
goose landed on the top of the courthouse tower. 

“There’s a goose that’s been hanging out with pigeons,” I
said to my husband. We watched it fly away as we entered the parking deck where
he works. 

He smiled. “There’s your devotional for the day.” 

“Yeah, if the ones you hang with fly high, you will too.” I kissed
him and continued on my morning exercise. 

Like the goose, who has the wings to lift himself to that
high perch, we have the ability to reach the pinnacle of God’s plan for us. Having
never seen a goose perched on the tip of the tower, I’m guessing he’s seen
pigeons on that roof. We, too, have the ability to soar, but we need to hang
with those who model the behavior for us. We need the vision that others
provide. 

If we parent, we want to learn from patient, wise parents. If
we are meant to teach, we’ll want to observe how master teachers teach. If we
sense a call to evangelism, we’ll study the lives of those who’ve led many
people into relationship with Jesus. 

No one soars alone. We need others to teach us, mentor us,
and pray for us. Only then can we reach the peak of God’s plan.

Father, please provide those who will show us how to reach
for your heights.

Content to be Discontent?

God honors
boldness. In Luke 19, when Zacchaeus ran ahead of the crowd following Jesus to
climb the sycamore tree, he expected to get a better view, not a better life. But
Jesus, seeing his audacity, walked into Zacchaeus’ house and heart. Zacchaeus
collected taxes for the Roman occupiers, keeping for himself whatever he could
extort beyond the Roman levy. Like a Frenchman collaborating with the Nazis during
WWII, he was ostracized. Jesus’ closeness convicted Zacchaeus of his separation
from the community. He vowed to make restitution, thus opening the way to
restoration. 

Zacchaeus was bold because he was discontent. He wanted
something he could not get without a risky move. Are we discontent? Are we
content to be discontent? Do we tolerate an unsatisfying job for fear of
change? Do we go through the motions of Christianity without giving our hearts?
Are we happy enough in our ministry? Is there a place where we want to see God’s
power? How can we let our discontent move from crowd-following to risky faith? 

Makes me nervous just thinking about climbing a tree, alone,
exposed. But if that boldness is what it takes for Jesus to come close… 

Father, send your bold Holy Spirit into our hearts, right
now. Whatever boldness we exert comes from you.