I did not see a hummingbird today.

I hope to see a hummer tomorrow.

I have a trick question for you: what was the most important event in Jesus’ life?

The virgin birth?
Leaving His parents to stay at the temple?
His baptism? “this is My Son in whom I am well pleased” – that’s pretty important.
His first miracle, turning the water into wine?
The feeding of the 5000?
The sermon on the Mount, and the Beatitudes?
The Lord’s prayer?
Maybe something more personal – the woman caught in adultery?
His triumphal entry into Jerusalem?
The last supper?
His betrayal by Judas?
His death on the cross?
His resurrection?
His ascent into heaven?
His work now, arguing for us before God the Father? Heb 7:25 says “Therefore he is able to save completely those who come to God through him, because he always lives to intercede for them.”
At the start of this, I warned you it was a trick question. There is no one “most important” event in Jesus’ life. They are all the most important. You can’t take anything away from Jesus’ life and still have Jesus. His whole life – every second of every day – was spent doing His Father’s will. And we are called to do the same. 1 Cor 6:19-20 says “You are not your own, you were bought with a price”.

That price was Jesus. His whole life went to pay for your sins, went to pay for my sins. That is why Jesus said, at the Last Supper, “As often as you do this, do it in remembrance of Me”. Not just events in His life, but the person of Jesus. The man. The friend. Let’s pray.

Lord God, we’re humans, and we can overemphasize the importance of anything.  Help us, as we take the bread and the cup, to remember that You are the most important thing, always. Every moment of every day. In Jesus’ name, amen.

I have dreams sometimes – nothing extraordinary, nothing prophetic.

Last night, though, I dreamed that Larry Niven (writing partner of Jerry Pournelle RIP) was visiting Bettie and I at her parent’s house. Not now, but the way it was back in the 80s.

Bettie, for some reason, needed some space on thumb drives, and was insistent that Larry give her some. I was trying to tell her that Larry Niven’s thumb drives have value above mere disk space, that I would give her my thumb drive but don’t format those!

Larry had tossed a couple thumb drives onto the coffee table (I heard them clatter) and then he said “the password is ‘McGarrity RabbitWhistle BugTussle'”.

Then he wanted me to book an appointment at an interesting fair in California for he and his wife Marilyn (they actually live there – she didn’t appear in the dream).

I was on the phone, he was messing with his phone (Android, in the dream).

Then I woke up, and really wanted to write down his password. Seemed important at the time.

The “don’t do this” side…

This was in my spam folder today.

The mix of “mean” and “dear” struck me funny.

I often find myself waking in the small hours of the morning, unable to get back to sleep. I suppose if I really worked at it, even for a few minutes, I would be able to return to slumber, but I have no real desire – there is a room full of books just beyond the door.

From ISBN 978-0-399-53398-3

Lazarus died. It was over for him. He was dead, in the ground, buried.  He was in the tomb for days, starting to decompose. It’s strange, but I like how the King James records his own sister talking about him: “He stinketh”. Then Jesus arrived, and raised Lazarus from the dead. A miracle.

Let’s think about Lazarus for a moment.  He knew he was going to die, he knew that he had died, and he knew that he was alive again. How do you think he felt?  Let’s take this one step farther: Lazarus isn’t still alive, so at some time later, whether days or months or years, Lazarus died again.  And I imagine that he was a lot calmer the second time he died. He had experience – he knew what it was like. And He had probably seen Jesus’ death and resurrection.

Each one of us is going to face the end of our lives some day. We are going to experience death. We aren’t exactly like Lazarus – we don’t have the personal history of dying and returning to life. But we do have the example of Jesus, who died, was in the tomb for three days, and rose to life, never to die again.

That is what we are celebrating now – the wafer represents Jesus’ body, and the juice represents His blood. And that future experience of resurrection and eternal life is ours right now, through Jesus’ perfect, sinless life, and His sacrifice on the cross.  Let’s pray.

Lord, I thank You for the gift of salvation, the gift of Jesus, the gift of eternal life. Thank You for the reminder that we should do this in remembrance of Jesus. In His name I pray, Amen.

(communion meditation 2018-06-24)

Oh, somewhere in this favored land the sun is shining bright;
The band is playing somewhere, and somewhere hearts are light,
And somewhere men are laughing, and somewhere children shout;
And there is much joy in Milford – for the tractor’s been pulled out.

My brother-in-law, kind gentleman that he is, offered to help us move some downed trees. Then his fancy tractor got stuck in our swamp. Older tractor to the rescue. Then the rains came, left, and came again. We stopped then, drenched, because discretion is the better part of valor.

1 Corinthians 11:23-26

For I received from the Lord what I also passed on to you: The Lord Jesus, on the night He was betrayed, took bread, and when He had given thanks, He broke it and said, “This is My body, which is for you; do this in remembrance of Me.”  In the same way, after supper He took the cup, saying, “This cup is the new covenant in My blood; do this, whenever you drink it, in remembrance of Me.”  For whenever you eat this bread and drink this cup, you proclaim the Lord’s death until he comes.

Let’s pray.

Lord, Thank you for the gift of Jesus, His perfect life, His perfect atoning sacrifice for our sins.  Because of that, we can approach Your throne as sons and daughters. One family, through Christ.  In His name I pray, Amen.