The Best for our Babies

 

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Then the king answered and said, Give her the living child, and in no wise slay it: she is the mother thereof. ~I Kings 3:27

In the story of King Solomon, two new moms who were prostitutes brought their babies to the king. One mom had lain on her baby in the night and smothered it. She had taken her dead baby and swapped it for the other mom's living baby. Now they argued before the king.

King Solomon sounded cruel when he asked for a sword to divide the living child in two, but in reality, he was revealing the heart of the true mother. She was willing to give up control of her child's life to save her baby. King Solomon returned the child to her because he knew only a real mother would be willing to give up her child for its life. 

As moms, we give up a lot for our children, even our own bodies. We to protect our babies, give them everything life has to offer, and hold them close, but are we willing to give them up for the sake of their lives? For the sake of their souls? We must give them up to the king, the King of kings, if we want life for our babies. 

What would that look like? 

• Are we reading a Bible story to our children each night or do we find ourselves too tired? 
• Are we praying with them and for them or just telling them to say their prayers?
• Are they involved in activities that would take them away from church, activities we feel would give them a better chance in life to be professional athletes, musicians, or performers? 
• Are we willing to have less so we can raise our children to love Jesus instead of giving them up to others to raise?  Prov 22:6
• Are we giving them our undivided attention when they want/need to talk to us? Deut. 11:19

The back-to-school ads have begun. Are you already rushing around trying to find the best buys for the upcoming school year? More importantly, have you checked out the schools and curriculum your child(ren) will be taught this year? You may think this is where my children have always attended. This is where I attended, and all my family. Schools of all sorts have changed tremendously in the last few years. It's not what we always expect. It may be time to be like the mother in Solomon's court. It may be time to sacrifice some wants to supply what our children really need. 

We may not be the best mom just as the mom in our story wasn't the perfect mom. She wasn't married. Other moms probably wrote her off as unworthy of their company.  She lived as a prostitute, but she was willing to give up her baby if it meant giving her baby life. 

Can we do better? How can we give our children to Jesus even when it means sacrificing the things we think are important to us? 

Maybe your toes feel stepped on. I know mine do. Maybe we feel like it's too late. It's never too late to give our children to the King of Kings. 

Heavenly Father, may I be willing to turn loose of control, my desires, and my dreams. Help me to be willing to let you have control of my children, knowing you want the best for them. In Jesus' name. Amen. 

Lights in the Darkness

 

Today I'd like to share a Bible story from Acts 20:7-12. I'd like to take you deeper into the story to see the sights and sounds, "the just like us" human side of the story, because the Bible is just as much about us as it is about the people who lived those stories. Enjoy.

Ye are the light of the world. A city that is set on an hill cannot be hid.

Matthew 5:14

Children chattered and played as they walked with their parents carrying baskets of food and their lamps. Tonight was the last night to hear and visit with Paul before he sailed to Assos. There was a large house, three stories high, where they had agreed to gather. Neighbors watched as the little troop grew larger the closer they came to the house. 

The ladies in the house welcomed the guests, taking the baskets and spreading the food along tables for

everyone to share. A little food, a little fellowship, a little preaching, because of the buzz of the house no one noticed how late the hour had become. 

Eutychus, a young man, sat propped in a window to catch the night breeze and make room for the older folks to sit. As Paul preached toward midnight, Eutychus’ eyes began to droop and his head to nod. Several times, he’d caught himself from falling onto the old man seated in front of him. He rearranged himself, hoping to wake up. He wanted to hear, and he didn’t want to begin to snore, but his body slumped into slumber. Suddenly, his arms flailed. He toppled out the window to the street below. 

People screamed. Lights poured into the streets. Eutychus was dead! The commotion awakened the neighbors. Paul pushed his way through the crowd and then gathered the young man in his arms. “His life is in him,” he declared as Eutychus’ eyes fluttered open. 

“Hallelujah! Praise God! Thank you, Jesus!” came the exclamations from the crowd as they lifted their hands and faces heavenward. 

"Thank you, Jesus? Who is this Jesus?" the neighbors whispered along the street. They watched as people filed back into the house, talking and praising.

Inside, people prayed, ate, listened, and asked questions until dawn, when the town began to stir again. Eutychus, the young man, was helped home as people dispersed. Neighbors watched and eyed the window where, last night, he had fallen.

Lamps through the night, a dead man raised alive, people praising Jesus. “We’ve never seen anything like this before.”

To think, it seemed to have started with lights shining in the darkness.

Heavenly Father, help us always be your shining light regardless of the hour or the circumstances. Even when we don't realize others are watching, may we still be prepared to be your witness. In Jesus' name. Amen. 

Hey Kids:

It's easy to be kind, share, and play fair when we feel good, but what about when we begin to get tired? When it's bedtime and we feel grumpy, how do we react? 

How can we let others see Jesus in us even when we don't always feel like it? 

An Enlarged Tent

Enlarge the place of thy tent, and let them stretch forth the curtains of thine habitations: spare not, lengthen thy cords, and strengthen thy stakes; Isaiah 54:2

Isaiah prophesied before Israel was taken captive into Babylon that they would return. They would be responsible for spreading the gospel to the world. At the end of the 70 years, Cyrus allowed Ezra and Nehemiah to return to Israel with funds and materials to rebuild the temple and the wall. He sent protection for them. They had an opportunity to reach the world for Christ, the Messiah. 

The next verse says they would break forth on the right hand and on the left. They would inherit the Gentiles and make the desolate cities to be inhabited. Did it happen? Not yet.

Israel secluded themselves. They wanted nothing to do with Gentiles or Samaritans. So the Greeks took over and then the Romans. Finally, Israel themselves rejected and crucified the Messiah. God allowed Titus to destroy them, but God enlarged His tent. He sent Paul to the Gentiles. The church grew in Europe and Africa and in Asia Minor. All the while Israel lay desolate until 1948.

But what about us, the church, the believers in Jesus? Are we taking a vacation? When this country was founded, they came here for religious liberty. They stretched forth their habitations. We saw great revivals in Europe and in the US. 

There was a man mentioned in I Chron 4:9,10. He prayed for God to bless him and enlarge his "coast". He wanted God to use him to reach others. Like us he was probably a little bashful in sharing the gospel with others. But he wanted God to bless him, give him a supernatural unction to be brave enough to encounter others for Christ.

The world is changing fast, like a whirlwind has hit. I wonder if I'm paying attention and asking for God's favor to expand my opportunities to reach others?

Dear Heavenly Father, please give me a desire to be used by You, to expand my tent, my outreach to spread the gospel in a rapidly changing world. In Jesus' name. Amen.