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Where did the peas go?

Psalm 62:1a “Truly my soul finds rest in God.” It’s been a long morning and Sue is walking to the cafeteria. Her eyes glance over all the choices on the menu. She picks up her tray, a Styrofoam compartmentalized plate which she actually enjoys. After all, the peas cannot touch my mash potatoes! She can smell the garlic potatoes and the vapors from the sweet carrots make her mouth water. She is going a little light on her lunch so she chooses the roasted lemon pepper chicken. Add some peas and she is just about done. She realizes that a little piece of cornbread never hurt anyone, so on her plate it goes. Her plate looks so good and colorful. She can’t wait to sit and begin to enjoy this feast.  Because time is limited she takes her lunch to go and covers it with the clear plastic lid. People are moving back and forth, everyone ready for their lunch likewise making choices and piling food on their plates. As she begins to walk back to her office from the cafeteria she gre

Show Kindness

Then the king summoned Ziba, Saul’s steward, and said to him, “I have given your master’s grandson everything that belonged to Saul and his family. You and your sons and your servants are to farm the land for him and bring in the crops, so that your master’s grandson may be provided for. And Mephibosheth, grandson of your master, will always eat at my table.”  (2 Samuel 9:9-10) Today I want to share a word of encouragement to the “caregiver”. In the Scriptures we read about a man named Ziba. Many may not even know who he is. Ziba was a caregiver, perhaps a manager of the affairs of Mephibosheth.  Mephibosheth was the son of Jonathan. Jonathan was the son of King Saul. When David became king he wanted to show kindness to anyone left in Saul’s lineage for the sake of Jonathan, his friend. Sometimes it seems overwhelming when we are the caregiver. Our loved ones need care and we step in.  We can get very tired, run out of energy as we try to make those we love comfortable. We want to


“I am the true vine, and my Father is the gardener.   John 15:1 If Jesus is the true vine, does that mean there is a false vine? YES! There are other stems that grip and attach themselves. They trail and creep along to see what they can attach themselves too; a means to support their destructive agenda. Not every vine is beneficial and produces well-being. Every vine seeks a place to latch itself; to fasten its grip with tendrils to anything that will allow it to live and thrive. When the vine is Christ, it causes fruit to grow with the Father himself as the Gardner. He provides nourishment from his Word; tends to his own promoting and sustaining life! When the false vine takes its place it grows quickly consuming everything in its path. It moves is a web-like format of confusion and can obscure the surface of what it’s clinging to. It strips even the very identity from its victim, overwhelming the nourishment and life from its target. It leaves an external covering that o