(Holy Thursday)
 
Although more than forty years have passed, I remember the exact day I began to recognize God’s plan for my life. I was fifteen years old and attending a youth retreat at Lake Junaluska when that plan was revealed to me in a very real way. I remember one specific moment during that week when I became overwhelmed. I couldn’t name it then like I can name it today, but at the time it could only be described as a warmth of my soul.
 
If you have been to Lake Junaluska you can probably imagine what it was like on that early summer day when the spring rains had not yet stopped. We had been flooded for a week living in tents on a muddy slippery hillside, and we were miserable. We slept with our sleeping bags over our heads so that we didn’t wake up with water dripping on our faces because the tents were soaked.
 
On this particular day, we had gathered with youth from all over the south, and hundreds of us were sitting on the floor in the meeting hall, knee-to-knee, crammed in like sardines. It was hot and humid and just yucky, and we were there for hours. But the music was good… I still sing some of those songs sometimes. And I’m sure the message was good too, although I couldn’t tell you much about it. What I can vividly remember is that the Spirit of God was there in that place. It was more than a feeling; this was a physical presence that washed over and through me.
 
As the assembly ended, we walked out onto the front porch of the meeting hall. The rain had stopped, and we stood there overlooking the lake. Along the left side of the lake was a path that was lined with rose bushes in full bloom. Just beyond the path were the mountains that rose up out of the lake and encircled us on all sides. In front of us high on the mountainside was a huge white cross. I was living inside every picture I’ve ever seen of Lake Junaluska, but this day was more than picturesque. On this day, there was the brightest most colorful double rainbow that reflected in the lake and made a huge double circle around that cross. I couldn’t breathe; I couldn’t shake the feeling from inside the assembly hall. I couldn’t explain it at the time, but I knew I wanted more of it; and deep inside of me, I heard my name being called. God had a plan.
 
My experience faded to the back of memories for a couple of years until I was eighteen and I realized that God had so much in store for me. It was God’s voice that said “work for Me and I will take care of you.”  So I worked – I volunteered here and there on special projects, singing in the choir, attending UMW meetings and never missing a Sunday. The voice never stopped calling, but I wasn’t being still enough to listen. I had convinced myself that I was following the right course, but God had a plan.
 
For years, I continued to hear “work for Me and I will take care of you.” For years I said “I’m working, I’m working.”  Music director, youth worker, UMW, choirs, handbells, children’s Sunday School teacher, VBS director, and committee after committee after committee, chair after chair – the list of jobs seemed endless, and I certainly was working. I was doing everything I was qualified to do. I just couldn’t do any more because I just didn’t know how.
 
But the Spirit of God did not wash over me when I worked. During all those years of work, the Spirit of God visited when I was alone and quiet and listening, and I began to understand little by little that there was more. My path and God’s path had crossed many times – it was time to consider leaving my path completely. God had called my name with expectation and it was time for me to listen and it was time for me to respond. It was time for me to trust that God really would provide for me because God had a plan – and that plan was to serve.
 
In the Gospel of John, we hear how Jesus took on the role of a servant when he knelt before each of the disciples and washed his feet. The men had walked the two miles from Jerusalem so they were surely dirty, smelly and sweaty. His willingness to care for them in this way paved the path they were to follow – the same path we are to follow. In that one simple gesture, Jesus modeled for us how to love. We put aside our importance and simply take care of someone else. We love with no regard for our status or reputation. God’s plan for us is to serve.
 
On this Holy Thursday and the final day of Lent, may I listen for God's voice and enter into the Great Three Days with over forty years of purpose in my heart – the purpose of serving God and others in love – for this is God’s plan.
 
Serving in love,
Pastor Beth
 
PRAYER FOR HOLY WEEK
Holy God, source and sovereign, you put all power and authority into the hands of Christ – Christ, who washes our feet in humble service. Teach us to love one another as Christ has loved us, so that everyone will know that we are his disciples; through Jesus Christ our Lord we pray. Amen.
 
For this and other prayers, visit https://re-worship.blogspot.com/
 
KEY VERSES FROM TODAY’S SCRIPTURE READINGS
Exodus 12 – This day shall be a day of remembrance for you. You shall celebrate it as a festival to the LORD; throughout your generations you shall observe it as a perpetual ordinance.
Psalm 116 – I will offer to you a thanksgiving sacrifice and call on the name of the LORD.
1 Corinthians 11 – Do this in remembrance of me.
John 13 – I give you a new commandment, that you love one another. Just as I have loved you, you also should love one another.
 
For today’s full scripture readings, click here…
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WATER
(Holy Wednesday)
 
Mom had a couple of days recently when she didn’t feel well. After a visit to the doctor and some medication, she seemed to be doing much better. She wasn’t, however, quite back to normal and was a bit unsteady on her feet. While checking in on her, I asked how she was feeling. Her response was one I’ve heard all my life. “Weak as water.”
 
I knew what she meant; she had no energy. Those who are weak as water are generally thought to be weak in the knees. A more direct understanding refers to those who are unable to stand and defend themselves. The saying actually goes back a couple thousand years to the writing of the Book of Ezekiel where that very expression is used. All these years, I never knew Mom was quoting scripture.
 
As I contemplate the saying, I find that I typically think of water as the opposite of weak. Even the trickling creek behind my house is a formidable and constant influence for change as it recreates the sand bars and eats away at the banks. Water is a force to be reckoned with and sometimes is a source of destruction.
 
Watching the news reports over the past two days and seeing my old Nashville stomping grounds flooded, I am reminded of how deadly rain water can be. Photojournalists capture the devastation as abandoned cars on Interstate 24 now show only their roofs. Homes are soaked with indoor water lines higher than the kitchen cabinets. As the waters recede, one photo reveals the top of a huge fire engine beginning to peek out above a lake-like street where it had been driven off the roadway and submerged. A vehicle in a Walmart parking lot became a boggy grave as the car owner was unable to escape the rising floods. An apartment complex was threatened by mudslide and numerous people had to be rescued from their homes.
 
Water determines its own path and goes where it will. It can move mountains and erode solid stone. An outside influence as simple as the temperature of the air can encourage swift and unpredictable change. Within minutes it can transform from a liquid to a solid – a cleansing rain might convert to a damaging hail storm. Add a concentrated heat source and water will completely alter the inside of an egg even as it reinvents itself into a vapor and floats away.
 
At the same time, water is a life-giving source. From nourishing the earth and all that grows to providing for the needs of humans, water is sustaining and necessary. Benefits span the depths of agriculture, industry and utilities. Water is needed to make paper and concrete. It can be cooled or boiled for scientific, pharmaceutical or medical use. It’s power creates electricity as it flows through dams or grinds wheat into flour by turning huge wheels and stones.
 
Most powerful, of course, is the use of water during the rite of baptism. As stated on our UM website: Water sustains life for humans, animals, and plants. We clean with warm water and relax in cool water. We find peace listening to the roar of the ocean or taking a stroll in the rain. Water is also important to our life in the church. In the Sacrament of Holy Baptism, "we are initiated into Christ's holy church, …incorporated into God's mighty acts of salvation and given new birth through water and the Spirit." (see reference below) The influence of baptismal water is heart-changing, life-changing, powerful.
 
When Jesus sat with his disciples for what would be their last supper together, he told them what was coming and then turned to Judas. “Do quickly what you are going to do.” Not long after, Judas betrayed Jesus to the legal authorities putting into motion a plan to dam off from the world the source of living water. But the living water offered by Jesus goes where he wills it and is powerful enough to move mountains. Even the outside influence of Evil is not formidable enough to effect change.
 
As I enter into the final day of Lent, may I remember the flood of sacrifice Jesus made which transforms me, and may God be glorified by the swirl of faithfulness I’ve attempted.
 
Submerged in God’s love,
Pastor Beth
 
PRAYER FOR HOLY WEEK
Almighty Father, who sent your only Son Jesus Christ to save us from our sin, show me how I can honor you and bring glory to your name, by walking in the way of Jesus. Give me grace and mercy as I try and fail, guidance when I’m not sure which way to go, and wisdom to trust you in all things. For your love brings light and life to all who seek it. May I seek you evermore as I walk with you through this Holy Week and beyond. Amen.
 
KEY VERSES FROM TODAY’S SCRIPTURE READINGS
Isaiah 50 – It is the Lord GOD who helps me; who will declare me guilty?
Psalm 70 – Let all who seek you rejoice and be glad in you. Let those who love your salvation say evermore, "God is great!"
Hebrews 12 – Therefore, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us also lay aside every weight and the sin that clings so closely, and let us run with perseverance the race that is set before us…
John 13 – Jesus said, "Now the Son of Man has been glorified, and God has been glorified in him. If God has been glorified in him, God will also glorify him in himself and will glorify him at once.
 
For today’s full scripture readings, click here…
https://www.divinestreet.org/lent-scripture.html
 
For more on baptism…
https://www.umc.org/en/content/renewing-waters-how-united-methodists-understand-baptism

(Holy Tuesday)
 
Is the Church under attack? I’ve been asked that question a lot lately. I remember no other time in this country when conspiracy theories were more apparent, but I’ve only lived a few years. I feel that the same questions on our minds today are no different than those of the 1940s, the 1860s, or the 1770s might have been. Anytime there is conflict in the world, the Church is affected.
 
Similar queries surely plagued the minds of those living around the world in the 60s. Not the 1960s – just the plain 60s, when Israel fought Rome in the Great Revolt. The church was in its infancy, and Paul was near the end of his ministry and life. When Christians were faced with cruelty as infamous as Nero, it is little wonder the voices of the past are recorded as mistrusting and suspicious. With very little effort, I can believe that very question was uttered through the generations… Is the Church under attack?
 
I know the correct response: Of course, the Church is under attack. That’s not a theory, conspiracy or otherwise; the Church has been under attack since it formed. Actually, the attack began before the church formed. Religious leaders were entangled with political leaders from the very beginning. Fights for power have always been in play. Unimaginable numbers have died because of their faith.  Jesus was targeted because he represented a new way of thinking – a thinking that would reduce the power of some in favor of equality for all. Whoever has power in any given moment is unlikely to welcome the release of that power. From national leaders to children with toys, equality is difficult to attain and even harder to maintain.
 
His entrance into the city marked quite a day for Jesus and the people in Jerusalem. When the following day begins, palm branches still clutter the streets. The excited chatter continues as the people remember the parade, ponder the tirade in the Temple, and question whether Jesus really is the expected Messiah. The anticipation in their voices betrays their dissatisfaction with the way the Jews have been led. God’s chosen people are irritated at being taxed and pushed around under the guise of protecting their religious freedom. Then, they think they see what they’ve been looking for all along.
 
Jesus has begun an eventful week which many Jews think will result in an overthrow of the oppressive Roman government. This man! Could it be this man who will lead them with a new power? Will this man help them gain equality for all? Will the worship of Almighty God be lifted up as valid in the face of tyrannical rule? They have waited for generations for Messiah to arrive. Is Jesus Messiah?
 
The truth is this week will play out very differently than their expectations. Jesus knows who is plotting against him – who is wanting to get rid of him and will ultimately have him killed. He knows what this week holds, and he knows it will result in a strong and powerful Church that worships him faithfully. He also knows that this Church will continue to face oppression, injustice and inequality. As long as there is Evil at large, the Church will be under attack.
 
This dark and dangerous week in our Church history is worth our attention for many reasons. The best is that Jesus loves these folks in spite of knowing what is coming, and nothing has stopped his passion for God’s people. Even under attack, Jesus thinks of us, prays for us, loves us.
 
Is there conflict in the world? Yes, always. Is the Church under attack? Yes, of course. Will we continue to face scary threats to our faith? Absolutely. Will I love God and others in spite of any dangers? Yes, with God’s help. Will my side win in the end? Most assuredly, yes.
 
May God powerfully lead me through this Holy Week, through my continued exploration of the cross, and through my questions. May I be empowered to praise God at every point, and may my heart passionately live in the love of Jesus as we fight back against Evil.
 
On the attack back,
Pastor Beth
 
PRAYER FOR HOLY WEEK
Almighty and Everlasting God, praise and honor to the one who raise Lazarus from the dead, as a foreshadow of the coming days. Blessings and honor to the one who marched triumphantly into Jerusalem, who turned over the tables in the temple, who taught his disciples to be the least of these. Glory and power to the one who submitted to the will of the Father, who broke bread with the one who would betray, who washed the feet of the one who would deny, who healed the ear of the one who would arrest, and in his faithfulness will win victory over sin and death. Amen.
 
For this and other prayers, visit: https://re-worship.blogspot.com/
 
KEY VERSES FROM TODAY’S SCRIPTURE READINGS
Isaiah 49 – You are my servant, Israel, in whom I will be glorified.
Psalm 71 – My mouth is filled with your praise, and with your glory all day long.
1 Corinthians 1 – For the message about the cross is foolishness to those who are perishing, but to us who are being saved it is the power of God.
John 12 – While you have the light, believe in the light, so that you may become children of light.
 
For today’s full scripture readings, click here… https://www.divinestreet.org/lent-scripture.html
 
 
 

(Holy Monday)
 
The wedding was glorious, but the reception can be described using only one word: enchanting. The entire space was brilliant with twinkle lights adding just the right amount of ambient sparkle. The linen covered round tables could easily accommodate eight guests, but because of the current world condition, social distancing was essential. Each table was set for only four people, and the two of us found ourselves at table seven with a mother and her nine-year-old-flower-girl daughter. After three minutes of chit-chat, I realized our little quartet would not remain strangers as we were kindred spirits who fell into an easy rhythm of conversation. The fellowship may have been jeopardized had our table been filled to capacity, and I was pleased to relax into the intimacy of conversation for four.
 
Adding to the warmth of the night, the air filled with the familiar music of our youth. To the delight of our youngest tablemate, the three adults hummed along, swayed to the tempos, and exchanged our trivia knowledge matching tunes to movies of our era.
 
I have often attended events where minutes masquerade as hours, but not on this occasion. On this evening, time passed quickly as we patiently awaited the arrival of the bride and groom. Even as I believed nothing could create a more delightful experience, the cocktail hour arrived with an open bar – but not in the traditional sense. During this non-alcoholic gathering, we would be drinking in the aroma of mini pancakes fresh from the griddle. We wasted no time making our way to the pancake bar filled with fresh fruits and syrups and compotes… enchanting.
 
Having spent back-to-back evenings with friends old and new, we returned home with a transformed idea of what true hospitality looks like. Attention to detail and a sincere caring for the comfort of others was evident at every turn. In my vocation, the merging of two families can become predictable and sometimes even mundane. This wedding was remarkable for its innovativeness and generosity. This was more than a simple dinner; we felt loved.
 
In the Gospel of John, we learn of the days just prior to the Passover feast when Jesus enters the home of Lazarus and his sisters. With Martha busy preparing the mini pancake bar and serving the guests, Mary turns her attention to true hospitality. She pours out her most prized possession of perfumed oil on Jesus’ feet, creates an enchanting moment, and wipes his feet with her hair. The reception may have been in Jesus’ honor, but he knew this was more than a simple dinner. With her actions, Mary had prepared Jesus for the final leg of his human journey. She had exhibited a sincere caring for him that was evident at every turn. Mary had anointed and prepared Jesus for his coming burial, and he felt loved.
 
Throughout this holiest of weeks, I pray that my Lenten journey toward the cross may be filled with enchanting moments – moments where I pay attention to details and exhibit a sincere caring for the comfort of others. May God use me as those around me are prepared for their own journeys, and may God be glorified as they feel loved.
 
Enchanted by Jesus,
Pastor Beth
 
PRAYER FOR HOLY WEEK
Holy God, you have fed us all out of your own generous and gracious hands. From them, we have received welcome, nourishment, hope, and consolation. May these things grow in us, alongside the gift of faith, so that we may plant their seeds in the world around us. Through the Holy Spirit, guide us in the days ahead to re-member our place in your great and on-going story of resurrection, redemption, and restoration through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.
 
For this and other prayers, visit: https://re-worship.blogspot.com/
 
KEY VERSES FROM TODAY’S SCRIPTURE READINGS
Isaiah 42 – I am the LORD, I have called you in righteousness, I have taken you by the hand and kept you; I have given you as a covenant to the people, a light to the nations.
Psalm 36 – How precious is your steadfast love, O God! All people may take refuge in the shadow of your wings.
Hebrews 9 – For this reason he is the mediator of a new covenant, so that those who are called may receive the promised eternal inheritance…
John 12 – Here a dinner was given in Jesus’ honor.
 
For today’s full scripture readings, click here… https://www.divinestreet.org/lent-scripture.html
 
 

(Saturday)
 
As a child, I only knew one Kermit. He was small and green, and he sang songs and danced. He was also in love with an obnoxious pink pig. I loved Kermit because he was kind and gentle. He was also wise, and I learned things when I paid attention to him. Kermit knew things I didn’t know, and he introduced me to new things and new ideas without me realizing I was learning life values. Yes, Kermit was the best frog I knew.
 
Several years ago, I received the gift of a second Kermit in my life. Not much was different. This one isn’t small or green, and I have never seen him dance. I don’t think he ever kept company with pigs. Other than that, my two Kermits have much in common. My human friend is just as kind and gentle as my frog friend. Human Kermit also knows things I don’t know, and he introduces me to new things and new ideas without me realizing I am learning life values. Yes, Kermit the Man is one of the best people I know.
 
Kermit is more than a friend to me. I look up to him as a mentor and spiritual leader. As a United Methodist pastor, Kermit is technically a retired colleague. In my heart, though, he is someone I strive to emulate – a great example of Christianity walking around on earth.
 
One of my greatest thrills in ministry would be to work alongside Kermit. Since the day I met him, I have enjoyed his company and thought that I have much to learn from this giant in Methodism. If I have a question about theology, I know he can walk me through my understanding because he’s very smart and has a way of helping me discern and develop my own insight. If I need to grasp something from our Book of Discipline, Kermit is my first phone call. (After all, he wrote a lot of it.)
 
Several months ago, I received a phone call from one of Kermit’s granddaughters. I have known several members of his family for many years so I wasn’t surprised to hear from her. I was floored to learn of her reason for calling. Lindsey and her boyfriend, Daniel, had become engaged and were inviting me to officiate at their wedding – right alongside Kermit! Weddings are always super special occasions for pastors and especially so when the couple is precious to our hearts. Loving this couple as I do, their invitation is like being handed a piece of cake. I do like cake, and sharing such a special day with such a wonderful family will be a sweet and delicious treat. I have to admit that serving with Kermit is nothing short of chocolate fudge icing on that cake!
 
Treats in this life are sometimes difficult to identify. Chocolate fudge icing kind of treats can be extremely scarce. I think Jesus faced a good deal of struggle in his human life, but I also believe he knew the sweet and delicious treat that was coming for all of us. Even when he described to his disciples his coming ridicule, torture and death, he was quick to add that he would conquer that death and offer us eternal life alongside him. Victory over death and eternal life – talk about icing on the cake! As we enter into the final week of Lent, may I praise Jesus’ sacrifice for me in sweet and delicious ways.
 
As for Lindsey and Daniel… I thank God for them, their families, and Kermit. May I serve this evening in ways that honor and glorify our Savior and make Kermit proud; and may God bless the union of this precious couple with an eternal richness far better than any chocolate-covered cake.
 
Happily ever after,
Pastor Beth
 
PRAYER FROM PSALM 118
O glorious God, please forgive our selfishness. We confess that we want to be treated favorably and be blessed for following you. We want what is sweet and delicious without considering the cost. Please give us the courage to follow you no matter the cost in this life as we reach in faith for you and the love you offer. Amen.
 
KEY VERSES FROM TODAY’S SCRIPTURE READINGS
Psalm 118 – Open the gates of righteousness for me so I can come in and give thanks to the Lord!
Jeremiah 33 – Give thanks to the Lord of heavenly forces, for the Lord is good and his kindness lasts forever.
Mark 10 – They will condemn him to death and hand him over to the Gentiles. They will ridicule him, spit on him, torture him, and kill him. After three days, he will rise up.
 
For today’s full scripture readings, click here… https://www.divinestreet.org/lent-scripture.html

(Friday)
 
Each weekday at noon, a small group of friends sit in front of their screens – computer, phone, iPad – and connect with one another in prayer. We’ve been doing this five days a week for just over five weeks, and I have come to depend on it as being the best part of my day.
 
During the few minutes we spend together, we sing a couple of verses from a familiar hymn, we share what’s on our hearts, we read a bit of scripture, and then we turn to the best part. We focus in, and we talk to God.
 
Typically in such a gathering, someone might offer a perfunctory prayer – something routine or maybe even superficial. Dear God, thanks for caring about all the things we are mentioning. Amen. Other times, we might expect the group leader to pray. Everyone is willing to pray as long as someone else is saying the words out loud. (This rings true especially when the pastor is present.)
 
Weekdays at noon, praying takes on a different flavor. Most of the time, we don’t even do this part out loud. We simply name a broad category, and we each approach our Creator silently. Often, when a topic is called out, someone will name something specific that falls under that heading. At that moment, we all quietly reign in our own thoughts and concentrate on the named need. For example: if the leader says “Together let’s pray for people who are suffering,” someone may quickly name a friend who is facing some sort of difficulty.
 
This week has been chock-full with the naming of needs. Mass shootings in two different states, the loss of a dear friend, severe illnesses, demands on our time, stresses on our minds, burdens on our hearts… all named in the past few days. We pray for ourselves, we pray for others, and we ask God to hear our prayer after each intercession.
 
Why? Why do we pray? Why do we take the time out of our busy lives every single day to stop everything and talk to God? God knows our needs before we do, and knows our ignorance in asking. Yet, we ask. We talk. We dare to come before the Ruler of the Universe with requests. Why?
 
Is it because we expect answers? If that’s not the reason we pray, I think it should be. Scripture is filled with God’s promises to answer us when we pray. From today’s scripture lessons, the psalmist is thankful that God has answered prayer. The letter to the people in Philippi states that God is at work in us enabling us to live blamelessly for God’s glory – certainly a cause for conversation with God voicing our expectation to be led. Even Jeremiah, who was once instructed by God to stop praying for the Israelites because of their bad behavior, is also repeatedly encouraged to call to God and expect answers.  
 
I remember when our daughter was a tiny little thing. She came to me one day and asked if we could pray for a family friend.  I said yes, of course, and began to pray. “Dear God….” Immediately that three-year-old child interrupted. “No, Mom, I’ll do it.”
 
She had gifted me with a beautiful reminder that God hears us when we pray. In her heart she knew that the prayer, the request, the remembrance needed to come from her, and she was willing to lift her voice in asking.
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During these last days of Lent and the upcoming days of Holy Week, may I approach the cross of Jesus with an open heart and a praying voice. May I be the one who says: “I’ll do it.”
 
Praying for all,
Pastor Beth
 
PRAYER FROM PSALM 118
Though you are God, with all the influence and status that the name implies, you refused to pull rank and parade your power among us. Instead, you chose to step down into our experience, living among us, as one of us, with all the struggle and suffering that goes with being human. More than that, you adopted the role of slave, washing feet, serving people of no reputation or social standing, and giving of yourself completely. As incredible as it sounds, you are the God who serves, and we can respond in no other way than to give ourselves to you in praise. Amen.
 
For this and other prayers, visit: https://re-worship.blogspot.com
 
KEY VERSES FROM TODAY’S SCRIPTURE READINGS
Psalm 118 – I thank you that you have answered me and have become my salvation.
Jeremiah 33 – Call to me and I will answer you, and will tell you great and hidden things that you have not known.
Philippians 2 – Do all things without murmuring and arguing, so that you may be blameless and innocent, children of God without blemish in the midst of a crooked and perverse generation, in which you shine like stars in the world …for it is God who is at work in you, enabling you both to will and to work for his good pleasure.
 
For today’s full scripture readings, click here… https://www.divinestreet.org/lent-scripture.html
 
 

(Thursday)
 
My fifth birthday had been celebrated a few weeks earlier, and each Wednesday evening since cake day had been spent learning the song. Hark how the bells, sweet silver bells. Once a week, we would be split into two groups of children rehearsing our parts. These past two weeks, we had rejoined the other group and started singing both parts at the same time. All seem to say throw cares away.
 
I liked the song. It was fast-paced, and we sounded like Christmas bells. Ding dong. Ding dong. I don’t remember how many of us there were, but it seemed like a very large group to a child of my size. I think we had three whole rows! I don’t remember any of the other songs we learned or the names of the other children. I only remember Miss Sue was our adult leader, but I’m sure there were more grown ups. What I do remember very vividly was my red bow.
 
On Sunday, just before the worship service began, all the children quickly left our Sunday School classes and gathered in a side room just off the Sanctuary. Each one of us was fitted with a cute little white choir robe that made us look like angels. I loved fresh smell of starch and the bell sleeves. I was sure Miss Sue had ironed all night long.
 
My robe didn’t quite cover the hem of my new Sunday dress, and I was excited that everyone would get to see how pretty it was. I was especially proud of my patent leather shoes and lace socks. The shoes looked like black mirrors that reflected the ceiling lights. Each one had a shiny silver buckle just under my ankle bone. The socks were striking white with long and droopy lace. I knew they were fitting for a queen or an angel – or perhaps the queen of the angels. Finally, came the piece de resistance: the red bow.
 
One by one, the adults and their helpers pulled long red sashes from a box. The right length was super important. When my turn came, I was sure to stand perfectly still while Miss Sue placed the sash around my neck and tied a big perfect bow – not too tight, with perfect loops and two exact matching tails. I looked beautiful and was ready to perform. That day, I sang my heart out for Baby Jesus. I know it was just us kids singing, but I think I might have heard a couple of lacy angels join in with a few bells off in the distance. Christmas is here bringing good cheer.
 
I learned many songs in those early years that I continue to carry with me to this day. This Is the Day that the Lord Hath Made was one of the earliest, and I love that it is featured in our current hymnal. The songs that have stuck with me the most are filled with scripture. Words straight from the Bible set to music has to be one of the sweetest sounds ever created.
 
This time of year, as we move away from Baby Jesus and begin to stare straight into the face of Crucified Jesus, the bells are eerily quiet. I don’t hear the angel hallelujahs sing out during Lent; but when I do hear their praises, the sound is less like a birthday celebration and more like awe-inspired reverence.
 
At the name of Jesus every knee shall bow, every tongue confess him King of glory now; ’tis the Father’s pleasure we should call him Lord, who from the beginning was the mighty Word. Straight from scripture, set to music and landing in our hymnal, I continue to revisit what Miss Sue taught us as children. Voices are meant to sing out the praise of Jesus, and the worship of Almighty God is our gift which ought to be adorned always with a big red bow.
 
Still singing,
Pastor Beth
 
PRAYER FROM PSALM 118
We thank you LORD God, for you alone are good, and your lovingkindness is everlasting. With the faithful of every time and place we declare, everlasting lovingkindness is yours alone. Open for me the gates of justice, so that I may enter and give thanks to the LORD. This is the gate of the LORD, where those who live justly may enter. I give thanks because you have answered me and became my rescuer. The stone which the builders scorned has become the first, the cornerstone. The LORD has brought this about, and it is astounding. This is the day the LORD has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it. LORD, save us; let us enjoy success. Blessed is the one who comes in the name of the LORD. We bless you from the house of the LORD. The LORD is God, and has given us light; join in celebratory procession up to the horns of the altar. You are my God, and I give you thanks; You are my God, and I praise you with great joy. Give thanks to the LORD, who alone is good, and whose lovingkindness is everlasting. Amen.
 
For this and other prayers, visit: https://re-worship.blogspot.com
 
KEY VERSES FROM TODAY’S SCRIPTURE READINGS
Psalm 118 – This is the day that the Lord has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it.
Deuteronomy 16 – …on the seventh day there shall be a solemn assembly for the Lord your God, when you shall do no work. 
Philippians 2 – Therefore God also highly exalted him and gave him the name that is above every name, so that at the name of Jesus every knee should bend, in heaven and on earth and under the earth, and every tongue should confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father.
 
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 (Wednesday)
 
We own a lot of stuff. We don’t need most of it; we just own it. I recently said that I will not be buying anything else for this house unless it makes me smile. My hope is that sentiment trickles down into a clean out effort as well. If it doesn’t make me smile, out it goes.
 
I like some of the things we own, but they don’t make me smile. I don’t have a good reason for keeping things I just sort of like. I have several books that I haven’t even read, and I don’t smile when I think about reading them. They need to go. I have at least 30 rabbits that I put out around the house this time of year. They make me smile so they stay. Roosters use to make me smile, but these days they don’t feel as special as they once did. Those should probably go. Things belonging to my grandmother stay. Broken things should go. Nativity sets make me smile every time. Definitely staying.
 
I do have one item that wasn’t a precious gift, didn’t belong to a special relative, and doesn’t really mean anything. I rarely use it, and it’s not really all that pretty. Yet, I smile every time I see it. Walking through a store one day, I spotted it on a shelf and just smiled. Immediately I knew I would be purchasing it, and I’ve kept in on my office shelf for years. I had never owned one before, and I’ve never wanted a second one. I don’t need a collection; I just wanted the one.
 
When I think about it, it’s just a single piece of glass blown into two distinct parts with a tiny chasm between them and some sand inside. As the glass stands on end, the sand sits quietly at the bottom. Turn it over, though, and that sand begins to move through a tiny hole, and grain-by-grain falls from one side to the other. Almost as if by magic, the sand tumbles through that little funnel shape for exactly one hour – no more, no less. One hour. Even shaking it makes no difference for you cannot rush time.
 
Sometimes when I watch the minutes advance on my clock, I feel anxious. I sense time is silently disappearing with each tick tock. Deadlines are gaining speed; pressure is building. This is different. Watching it work is somehow mesmerizing and calming, and each time I turn over my hourglass, I smile.
 
The Gospel of John divides neatly into two distinct parts. The first eleven chapters tell us about Jesus’ ministry; the remaining ten chapters detail the final week of his life. Right there in the middle, at the end of chapter 12, we have today’s Gospel reading – a tiny chasm filled with the final grains of Jesus’ public ministry. The clock is ticking, time is disappearing, and pressure is building. Movement toward the end of his life is gaining speed, and anxiety is setting in.
 
Jesus knows that each second is like a grain of sand slipping through an hourglass. He also understands that no matter how much things are shaken up, there is an end to his earthly story and that ending is approaching. God’s timeline cannot be changed, but this life deadline feels as if it’s accelerating. Time is running out – but not necessarily for Jesus!
 
Jesus says he didn’t come to this life to be a judge; he came to save through his love. However, as the hourglass of his earthly life empties, he cries out for folks to believe in his love. When his last breath passes through, there will be no more time to watch his ministry unfold. The decision to follow him has to be now.
 
Knowing that Jesus is coming again, but not knowing when, pushes my heart in the same way. Now is the time to share life with Jesus every day. Now is the time to share Jesus with others every day. During these final days of Lent, may God direct my thinking and my understanding so that I do not run out of time to respond to God’s love. Rather, may my life movements be timely, and may they make God smile.
 
One grain at a time,
Pastor Beth
 
PRAYER FROM JOHN 12
Jesus, you are the Light of the World. Shine your light in me today. Chase away the darkness of sin, the darkness of fear and doubt and despair. Fill me with the light of your truth, your Word. Produce in me the fruit of righteousness – the evidence that your Holy Spirit lives in me and works in me and works through me.  Teach me what is pleasing to you.
Make me a shining example of your amazing grace, redeeming love, and life-changing power. May others be drawn to you through me. Amen.
 
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KEY VERSES FROM TODAY’S SCRIPTURE READINGS
Psalm 119 – I will meditate on your precepts, and fix my eyes on your ways. I will delight in your statutes; I will not forget your word.
Haggai 2 – Once again, in a little while, I will shake the heavens and the earth and the sea and the dry land; and I will shake all the nations, so that the treasure of all nations shall come, and I will fill this house with splendor, says the Lord of hosts.
John 12 – I do not judge anyone who hears my words and does not keep them, for I came not to judge the world, but to save the world. The one who rejects me and does not receive my word has a judge; on the last day the word that I have spoken will serve as judge, for I have not spoken on my own, but the Father who sent me has himself given me a commandment about what to say and what to speak. And I know that his commandment is eternal life.
 
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(Tuesday)
 
Every day I hear tones coming from my phone that indicate different sorts of deadlines. Whether it’s the alarm telling me that my sleeping time is coming to an end or the notification that a meeting is about to begin, each tone means I need to pay attention to something specific. Since my phone is linked to my watch, I also feel a vibration on my wrist with each sound. While I am working at my computer, a visual reminder pops up on the screen. If I am looking at my iPad, all three occur at once… vibration, tone, reminder note. You’d think with all this technology, I would never be late to accomplish anything.
 
Unfortunately, that is not always the case. Just this morning, when my phone and watch both sounded the waking alarm, I sleepily touched the wrong spot on the screen. Rather than snooze for another eight minutes, I awoke in a panic three hours later. Three hours. How is that even possible? Rather than sleeping my typical 5-7 hours, I slept a full ten hours. Maybe I needed the rest, but I certainly couldn’t afford the time because now I have three hours worth of work backed up. My ears are filled with incessant phone tones, and my wrist has vibrated so much today that I just removed my watch and placed it on the desk. Maybe if I can’t feel the trembling, I won’t feel so pressured to accomplish everything all at once. Drat. Now the desk is buzzing. So much for that theory.
 
I keep many, many things on my electronic calendar. From times to take medication to reminders to take out the trash, the computer alerts me to the next deadline. I’ve been known to block out time and set an alarm for just about everything. I have one set as a wake up call. I have one set for each meeting throughout the days. I have alerts for doctor’s appointments, birthdays, phone calls I need to make, sermon I need to write, and sometimes even naps I need to take. At 4:00 every afternoon, my phone, watch, computer and iPad ALL go off – time to write tomorrow’s blog.  
 
My goal is to have a few paragraphs prepared every afternoon and placed on the church website set automatically to go “live” at 6:00 a.m. the next morning. In this past week, I have missed three of those deadlines and the blog writing has been a few hours later than 6 am.
 
Procrastination is not the correct word for this challenge. I’m not willfully putting off the inevitable. What I am doing is allowing distractions. Help this person, run that errand, feed this friend or that pet, return the phone calls and answer the emails – I am distracted, and distraction is often accompanied by that panicky feeling screaming out that I’m three hours behind and haven’t even left the bed yet.
 
In Isaiah 44, the prophet notes that there is only One True God and reassures God’s people that nothing can replace God, be bigger than God, or cause us to be afraid. The psalmist takes things a step forward seeking the One True God with his whole heart and begging that nothing pulls him away from the things God desires.
 
As I read the description by Dr. Luke, I understand that the God who raised Jesus from death (because it was impossible for him to be held in its power) continues to show us that same awesome power when we are distracted by the world and all its alarms. May I continue to focus my heart and cling to the power of Almighty God, and may I be attentive to the path God lays out for me.
 
Learning to focus,
Pastor Beth
 
PRAYER FROM PSALM 119
Gracious and ever-living God, you have given your promise for us to treasure in our hearts, and your justice for us to declare with our lips. You have given your commandments as a sure path for us, and your decrees for our richest delight. You have given your Covenant so that we may have life in its fullness, and the urgings of your Spirit for our attentive listening to your word. Eternal God, whose creative word brought life out of darkness, we praise you. Suffering God, whose incarnate word lived and died among us to show us your love, we adore you. Gracious and ever-living God, whose living word breathed your Holy Spirit on the church, we worship you. Amen.
 
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KEY VERSES FROM TODAY’S SCRIPTURE READINGS
Psalm 119 – With my whole heart I seek you; do not let me stray from your commandments.
Isaiah 44 – Do not fear, or be afraid; have I not told you from of old and declared it? You are my witnesses! Is there any god besides me? There is no other rock; I know not one.
Acts 2 – But God raised [Jesus], having freed him from death, because it was impossible for him to be held in its power.
 
 
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(Monday)
 
Each year around this time, as buds begin to show their sleepy heads around the neighborhood, flowery words begin to blossom in my vocabulary as well. Often I return to my previous writings for inspiration and am reminded of the effort I put into the enhancement of certain phrases and language. Terms that are endearing, uplifting, and filled with praise drive my work. Each single word forms a mental picture of my subject matter. The lines I write are carefully crafted because lives depend on what I might say, and one flippant comment might be the driving blow to someone’s future.  
 
I take my responsibility very seriously. I pray for wisdom as I gather my thoughts. My sentences must flow so that whoever receives my message will have clear information – information articulated with minimal words but maximum effect. I never want to enhance the truth, but I do want to state it honestly and confidently.
 
Occasionally, I don’t have any idea what to say. I might jot down a few ideas, but the words are slow to come. At those times, restructuring my earlier writings is tempting, but I think people deserve unique content rather than recycled comments.
 
I face the same questions each time I sit down to record my thoughts. Will this be understood? Is this eloquent enough? Am I using too much colorful language? Will anyone even pay attention to what I want them to know? Am I being faithful to my subject? I hesitate to declare absolutes. At the same time, I don’t want to water down reality in an effort to be believable.
 
Time after time, I work to find a balance because so much is at stake. The pressure, the deadlines, the expectations – all weigh heavily on me as I maneuver my thoughts into cohesive sentences. I suppose one might expect that I am talking about writing a sermon, but no. The task before me at this time of year is reference letters for students entering college.
 
Ah, the struggle is real. One unclear thought, one word taken out of context, even a misspelling or grammar error in my letter could sway an admissions officer to look at someone else with more interest. That possibility keeps me motivated to offer only my best work while discussing a student’s best qualities. The future of the world might well depend on which words I use!
 
Yes, I’m being a bit melodramatic, but I do think writing a reference for a student is undeniably important and I do want to offer my best. If I were to paint an unfavorable picture (unintentionally, of course), the path of our students could potentially be altered.
 
The paths of young people are fraught with questions and forks in the road. Writing one little reference letter may be of small consequence to an admissions office making decisions about hundreds of students. Keeping students moving on straightforward paths as they grow and learn – that is certainly more important… and more difficult. Helping teenagers maintain a healthy spiritual life is a chore that requires time and effort dedicated to words and phrases, sentences and instruction, leading and guiding.
 
“How can young people keep their paths pure?” the psalmist asks. By guarding them according to what God has said. “And who is going to teach them what God has said?” I ask although I already know the answer. The Church, the Body of Christ, the People of God, the members of Divine Street will do this. I will do this. You will do this. We will do this together.
 
I think guiding another person to know Jesus is like writing the best reference letter imaginable.
 
Ready to refer,
Pastor Beth
 
PRAYER FROM PSALM 119
O Still Speaking God, throughout history and the wide world you have gathered people around your Word to instruct and inspire.  We give thanks for all who have received your vision and shaped diverse and faithful communities to follow in your Way. Continue to open that vision to us, that we may become transformed by the renewing of your Word in our hearts. Enable us to grow in love and understanding for each other. Create in us, O God, clean hearts and minds; Let us join with you in your suffering and your triumph. We desire to be your children and we claim these blessings in your name.  Amen.
 
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KEY VERSES FROM TODAY’S SCRIPTURE READINGS
Psalm 119 – How can young people keep their paths pure?  By guarding them according to what you’ve said. I have sought you with all my heart. Don’t let me stray from any of your commandments!
Isaiah 43 – I, I am the Lord, and there is no savior besides me. I announced, I saved, I proclaimed,
not some stranger among you. You are my witnesses, says the Lord, and I am God.
2 Corinthians 3 – If the glory that fades away was glorious, how much more glorious is the one that lasts!
 
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