Artist Bob Ross made it look easy every week on TV to paint pictures (which it is not). He’s famous for painting “happy little clouds” into his scenes. With a few brush strokes he put white paint to canvas and created those happy little clouds!
I, along with countless others, have enjoyed watching Bob Ross paint and then have appreciated gazing upon the final product at the end of the show. There’s another painter whose painting I enjoy and that’s God. His artwork isn’t hung on a wall or featured in a gallery. You simply have to look up and there’s His artwork. “Happy little clouds” doesn’t do justice to His work for they aren’t clouds measured in inches on a canvas but measured in miles, “happy big clouds” on a giant canvas of blue.
God paints upon this blue canvas of sky that’s miles thick and thousands of miles wide, extending from horizon to horizon, suspended on the black easel of space. His brush is the wind. His paint is evaporated water and He mixes in pigments of various colors from the setting or rising sun’s rays piercing through miles of air. The scene He paints is ever changing, unlike the static image that an earth-bound painter like Bob Ross paints.
Sometimes God dabs His brush of the wind, using upward moving currents of air, to create puffy cumulus clouds that are often thousands of feet high. Other times He paints cirrus clouds using the broad strokes of fast moving high altitude winds so cold that the cirrus clouds are painted with tiny ice crystals, instead of the paint of water vapor, creating wispy trails of clouds that go on for miles and miles.
One has the option of viewing the cloud-filled sky from a purely materialist point of view, that it’s evaporation, condensation, wind, and light that gives us the scene. Or one can take the view that there’s a creator/artist who uses material and natural processes as His painting tools to create something beautiful to be enjoyed, worthy of giving praise to the Painter.
The first option, I would argue, is like viewing a painting while stubbornly resisting giving any thought or credit to the artist who painted it. I prefer the second view, that recognizes the natural meteorological processes but also acknowledges that those processes are skillfully used by the Painter for our delight. This same dual observation can be applied to any part of the creation, appreciating scientific explanations of how trees grow, deer run, and birds sing while at the same time acknowledging and responding to the Creator who has made it all for our pleasure.
Bob Ross could quickly paint “happy little clouds” that amazed us as we stared at his canvas. There’s opportunity for us to be even more amazed. We just have to look up at the happy big clouds and be really amazed at what we see while in worshipful awe of the Painter!
“The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands.” Psalm 19:1
“I knew you were going to say that!” It’s a statement we find ourselves making to someone who we know well, well enough that given the specific situation we knew they’d say what they said before they said it. Diann and I have celebrated our 50th wedding anniversary, so this happens quite often with us, especially her knowing what I’m going to say; I’m so predictable.
One of the attributes of God is that He knows what we will say before we say it (also, what we will think or do before we think it or do it). We humans can predict what someone close to us will say part of the time, but not all of the time. This is where God is different. He knows with 100% surety what we will say (and also what we will think or do).
This is difficult for us to comprehend. How can God know the future before it happens? In fact, there are those who believe God can’t know the future, it’s called open theism. But it doesn’t jive with the Bible at all. All of the prophecies throughout the Bible demonstrate God knows the future.
It shouldn’t surprise us that we can’t fully grasp the idea that God has foreknowledge. We don’t fully understand our own bodies and minds, so why should we expect to fully comprehend God, including His ability to know the future?
God exists outside space and time. Picture a time line; God isn’t on the time line like we are, He’s above it, and can see it all, past, present and future! That’s what King David realized. He prayed, “Before a word is on my tongue you know it completely, O Lord.” (Psalm 139:4) So why should we pray if He already knows what we will pray? Because He desires a relationship with us and wants to hear from us.
A positive aspect of His having foreknowledge of what we will pray is that we don’t have to explain all the details, unless it’s helpful to us in a cathartic way. He is not surprised or caught off guard by whatever we pray. In fact, He quite likely has already set into motion events and circumstances in answer to our prayer before we pray it!
What’s great about praying to God is that we can do so with the confidence that He’s way ahead of us and He has a plan! He’s got it covered!
“Before they call I will answer; while they are still speaking I will hear.” (God speaking through Isaiah the prophet, Isaiah 65:24)
Note: For years I had to look for a photograph of old hands folded in prayer, or find an old person so I could photograph their hands. In this case, I put my camera on the tripod, set the timer, and took a photo of my own old hands! This is the photo at the top of the post.
Let me share with you what it’s like living in Florida. I know, we Floridians are infamous for cruelly giving our friends and relatives up north the “winter” weather report from Florida while they’re experiencing a real winter of sub-zero temperatures and deep snow. I confess my own guilt in doing this.
Give this Floridian another chance, okay? So, here’s something of what living in Florida is like. What follows are some of my normal weekly activities as a Floridian.
Twice a week I pull the trash cans to the road. On Monday evening I pull the garbage can, the recycling can and up to three cans filled with yard waste to the curb for pick up on Tuesday morning. On Thursday evening I only take the trash can to the curb for pick-up on Friday morning.
The one to three filled yard waste cans require the hard work of filling them with leaves that have fallen from the live oak tree (yes, I still pick up leaves here in Florida), twigs, and Spanish moss that’s also fallen from the tree. During the summer months this means doing these tasks when the daytime temperature is never below 90 degrees for an entire month or more.
The summer rainy season requires that the lawn be mowed every week. This is also done in 90 degree heat, even if attempted in the early morning or late evening hours.
I go shopping for groceries once a week or more in groceries stores that look no more exciting than do stores up north. Then there’s the three times daily process of turning those groceries into meals and cleaning up/doing the dishes afterwards. I sometimes have to make a trip to the hardware store to buy something for a home repair, usually making two or maybe three trips to get the right items for the project.
I also dust the house every couple of weeks, sometimes every week, if company is coming over. Diann is more consistent with the task of cleaning the two bathrooms, doing them weekly. She also does several loads of wash each week. I go through a lot of shirts in the sweaty summer months.
So, this is something of what life in Florida is like, much the same as any other part of the country. It’s easy to fantasize how life would be different and better some other place, but ordinary days, with their daily tasks, are found wherever people live..
There’s something to be said about being content where you are. Wherever we find ourselves, God knew we would be where we are, and He has a plan for us to make the most of it. The Bible records how God sent His people into exile for a time. He told them, through the prophet Jeremiah, that they were to make the best of it. We’re to do the same, finding the good of being where we are, being at peace with this our place!
“Also, seek the peace and prosperity of the city to which I have carried you into exile. Pray to the Lord for it, because if it prospers, you too will prosper.” Jeremiah 29:7
There’s a kind of optical illusion where, if you look closely, you can see two different images. Usually one of the two images is obvious while it takes some concentrated viewing to see the other image. My favorite is the optical illusion of the old woman and young woman. I usually see the old woman first and have to study it a little more before I see the young woman.
When I look at creation I also see it two ways. I see it with my physical eyes (and experience it with the other four senses as well). Science helps me understand what I see and also what I can’t see with my own eyes (the microscopic and telescopic views). It’s astonishing what scientific study and research have discovered about our amazing cosmos!
But when I look at creation I also see it through the eyes of faith. I see more than what I see physically; I see a creator behind the creation. Everything had to come from something. When I view a painting I know it’s been painted. When I see a sculpture I know someone sculpted it. When I see creation I know someone created it.
Science is not the enemy of faith, the two just operate in different realms. Science describes what is. Sometimes science conjectures, hypothesizes how things got the way they are, but until it’s proven it remains conjecture, a hypothesis. Science moves beyond its realm of study when it holds an opinion about God, who is not able to be studied. When scientists don’t believe in God’s existence it is as much of a belief as it is for those scientists who do believe in God’s existence.
Some very smart scientists believe God does not exist, and some very smart scientists believe God does exist. A decision about God’s existence depends on more than just what can be observed. It’s as much a heart decision as it is a head decision. The reality is that there isn’t enough evidence to compel belief by everyone, but there is enough evidence to make belief compelling for some!
When I watch a nature program I appreciate all they’ve learned and photographed about creation. God is conspicuous by His absence in most of these presentations, but I simply overlook this absence and insert my own praise to God for His astonishing creation that science helps me to see!
Yes, I like the optical illusions where there’s two ways of seeing it. I like looking at creation in the same way!
“For since the creation of the world God’s invisible attributes – His eternal power and divine nature – have been clearly seen, being understood through what has been made, so that they are without excuse.” Romans 1:20
I was recently hiking a trail in a park when the trail split. Two signs marked the diverging paths; one read “Hike,” and “Bike” marked the other trail. Because I wasn’t riding a bike I took the trail with the “Hike” sign.
The trail marked with the “Bike” sign seemed to be an easier trail with fewer branches hanging low across the path under which I would have had to duck and fewer roots protruding up from the ground over which I would have had to step. My preference was to hike the bike path, but that would only have frustrated any bikers.
Why is it that we often look longingly at a different path other than the one we’re on? I’m not just talking about hiking, but about life in general. Sometimes we’ve chosen a path and wish later we had taken a different path. Sometimes the path we’re on has been chosen for us by others who have made poor choices that impact our lives. Sometimes circumstances beyond anyone’s control put us on our current path.
Whatever the reason, there are times we wish to be on a different path or envy others who are on a different path from us. There’s the chronic health issue path that some must navigate. The occupation path finds many who wish they were on a different path, the unemployed wishing they could just get on the path to being employed! Marital status paths vary; happily married, unhappily married, divorced, widowed, or single and not everyone likes the marital path they’re currently walking. Some are trying to navigate the path of mental health issues. Many are hiking along with hurting relationships. I could continue listing possible paths, but suffice it to say there are many.
In the terrain of a specific circumstance we can be on only one path at a time; I never heard of a cowboy getting on his horse and heading off in all four directions! Sometimes it may be the Lord’s will for us to change paths, and we’re to work toward that end. But sometimes His will is for us to be on the path we’re on, at least for the time being, and to find peace on this path.
It’s often easy to imagine how a different path would be better, though we’ve only gotten a glimpse of that other path and likely have idealized it. It’s also easy to fixate on the rough aspects of the path we’re on and overlook the beautiful scenery along the way. I know, I’ve done my share of wishing I were on a different path in one area of my life or another. The reality is that, for now, we’re on the path we’re on, and God has a plan! It’s best if we determine to follow His will for us on that path. It’s also good to know that He’s willing to help us in astounding ways along the path. He may not take us off a difficult path, but He is with us on it!
“You make known to me the path of life; you will fill me with joy in your presence, with eternal pleasures at your right hand.” Psalm 16:11
The division of domestic labor in our home includes me doing the dusting. I’m not complaining, Diann is willing to clean the bathrooms. A couple of items I dust on our bookshelf are gifts, our names, David & Diann, cut out of wood with a jigsaw years ago by Diann’s Dad. I suppose you could order similar wood crafted names on Amazon, through Etsy, or some other source, but it wouldn’t be special like the ones made for us by my father-in-law. I dust them with care!
I suspect you have similar personal items gifted to you that are irreplaceable. However, it’s not only these personal items that we’d grab first in case of a house fire that we should consider special. On a whole other level everything around us is special, for it’s all a gift from God!
When we enjoy a painting our affection goes beyond the paint-covered canvas to the artist who created it. What if we knew the artist and the artist knew us and had given us the painting to enjoy? The painting would be beyond putting a price on it! Such are all the good things which surround us, all gifts from God.
I sip my morning cup of coffee, thankful for God creating the coffee beans and providing me the means to purchase and brew them. I drive my car, grateful for the financial resources God has provided so that I have a car. I come back home after hours of going here, there, and back again, and am thankful I have a place He has provided for me to come back to. I view a sunset, believing it’s more than light’s spectrum being configured by atmosphere and clouds to create the amazing colors. I see God the artist at work, using the sky for a canvas, light as His brush, and His principles of light refraction as the pigment to create the brilliant array of colors, all to give me, and anyone else watching, delight.
God’s artistry and gifts abound all around us. Life is crowded with His gifts!
To be sure, there’s much in life that’s not good. But even in the darkest of times the light of God and His good gifts can shine upon us. William Cowper lived with debilitating depression but was a strong believer in God. In 1773 he wrote a famous hymn titled “God Moves in a Mysterious Way” in which he penned these words, “Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, but trust him for his grace; Behind a frowning providence, He hides a smiling face.”
We have a choice. We can believe that all that exists in the universe is here by mindless chance with no plan or purpose to it and that we humans are but microscopic creatures on a particle of dust floating about in the vast cosmos. Or we can believe that it’s all here, including us, by God’s plan, and that ours is a universe crowded with His gifts for us; gifts for which to be thankful, to use for His glory, for the good of others, and to personally enjoy!
“Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows.” (James 1:17)
Crossing a swinging bridge requires a level of trust and confidence that I find difficult to achieve. The bridge sways with each of my steps, even more so if there’s a maniac on the bridge who finds delight in running or jumping. I grasp the ropes or cables that act as both part of the suspension system and handrails, thinking that if the bridge gives way I’ll have a good grasp by which to hang in order to keep me from plummeting to earth. Or maybe, if one end of the bridge gives way I can run the other way, outrunning the collapsing bridge like the cartoon characters do. Neither option is very realistic. I walk as lightly as I can, an illogical effort, for no amount of walking lightly will keep my full weight from being on the bridge.
I anxiously and slowly make my way to the center of the bridge, the worse place to be, both ends equally distant, creating the dilemma of whether to continue or turn back. It’s also the location where the bridge swings the most. I push on past the midpoint, my pace cautiously quickening, anxious to reach terra firma. Sometimes the swinging bridge is part of a path that’s a dead end, meaning I have to go back from whence I came, putting myself through the whole process all over again. Am I having fun yet?
I got to thinking how the journey of crossing a swinging bridge is a lot like the journey of faith. The bridge is a whole lot more secure than I give it credit for being. Similarly, the day will come, the day after my last day here on earth, when I’ll realize God was far more trustworthy than I ever gave Him credit for while I was living my life on earth. Heaven’s hindsight will truly be 20/20!
God’s always asking us to trust Him, which is often not easy to do. If He would just make His presence, power, and love more obvious, like the big supporting pillars beneath most bridges! But the reality of God in my life frequently seems like the thin cables or ropes that hold up the suspension bridge. The steps that I take which make up my daily journey involve circumstances swinging me one way and then another, causing me to stagger, threatening the equilibrium of what I want to be a steady and confident faith in God.
The reality is that the swinging bridge is safe! Hundreds of people have crossed it before I’ve ventured to do so. The ropes and cables are strong. The swinging of the bridge is not a weakness, it’s just part of the design, that’s why it’s called a swinging bridge. I have to keep reminding myself of all of this as I navigate the swinging path of wooden slates, cables, and ropes.
The reality is that God is safe! God is safe for me to put my trust in Him. He’s made Himself known in different ways to me, not always in as obvious ways as I would prefer, like big concrete pillars beneath a bridge. Through eyes of faith I need to see His support and safe keeping as more like seemingly small but surely strong cables and ropes alongside me, like those of the swinging bridge.
Father of a boy who asks Jesus to heal his son, “I do believe; help me overcome my unbelief!” (Mark 9:24b)
I like going to garage sales. You never know what great buy you’ll come upon. As I hold the object, delighted at the low price on the sticker, I ask myself a question: “Do I need this?” “Is it useful?”
Being useful is important to me, not just when reflecting on garage sale items but also when it comes to me. Am I useful? Best selling author Robert Fulghum asks a question on his web site/blog, “Why do I continue to write?” He then answers his own question, “To be useful.”
I can relate to Fulghum. I too write to be useful. I hope you find these writings of mine useful. I’m certain that Fulghum and Claassen aren’t the only ones who want to be useful. I’m certain you want to count yourself among us.
Fulghum writes these encouraging words, “Often, without realizing it, we fill important places in other’s lives. It’s that way with the guy at the corner grocery, the mechanic at the local garage, the family doctor, teachers, co-workers, and neighbors.”
It’s a good feeling to know we’re useful. It’s a yucky feeling to feel useless. Sometimes we feel yucky!
The truth is that we all have people within our sphere of influence. When we doubt this, all we need to do is think of how many people over whom we have the power to ruin their day by being selfish, judgmental, intolerant, or just generally obnoxious. The opposite, then, is also true. We have the power to make their day!
Being useful often requires being intentional, pro-active about connecting with others in positive ways. Who can we connect with through a face-to-face encounter, a letter, a phone call, or even texting and messaging today or maybe tomorrow?
What personally motivates me to be useful to others is that first and foremost I’m under the conviction that God wants me to be useful to Him. I find that when I decide to be useful to Him it almost always involves being useful to others; it’s just the way He’s designed it.
I can recall it being said on more than one occasion by one person to another, usually by a person who’s working to a person nearby who’s not working, “Here, make yourself useful,” as they hand them a broom, shovel, or some other tool. The challenge is there for each of us, a challenge worth accepting, for it’s what makes life meaningful, “Make yourself useful!”
“Whoever brings blessing will be enriched, and one who waters will himself be watered.” (Proverbs 11:25, English Standard Version)
Diann and I are at that stage of life where we no longer have our parents with us. We, with our siblings, faced the task of sorting through our parents’ earthly possessions. Digging through drawers and storage bins we recovered letters and cards we had sent to our parents over the years. We also had to decide what to do with items we had given them as gifts.
It was strange taking back what we had lovingly given them, but it could only be theirs until they left this earth. As a pastor I stood before many a casket. Some of them had little drawers in which you could place items dear to the deceased. I get it, there may be some comfort in the practice, but I’ll admit, I found it a bit strange; we really can’t take it with us.
I knew this, that we can’t take it with us. I often preached the truth as a pastor, stating on more than one occasion, “I’ve never seen a hearse pulling a U-Haul trailer.” Still, it’s a truth that struck with greater force when we sorted through our parents’ possessions.
It’s good to be reminded of this truth while we’re in the midst of living this life. For one thing, Diann and I have been prompted to de-clutter while we’re alive so that our children will have less to dispose of when we’re gone. Although, I’m going to need my toothbrush and a few other items up until close to the end.
But it goes deeper than trying to get rid of some of our “stuff” before the kids are forced to do so. We should be living with the end in view. Not in a morbid way but in a realistic way, in a way that helps us prioritize what is really important.
It doesn’t much matter what we do with the letters, cards, and gifts we gave to our parents; these items did their job! The delight the items gave and the love they communicated is, in the end, what’s important.
That should be the purpose of life, to add value to the lives of those within our sphere of influence and also to give delight to God who gives us this life to live. The two great commandments, which Jesus identified, make this clear: to love God with all we’ve got and to love others like we so lovingly look out for ourselves. The most important things we leave our loved ones can’t be put into boxes to be sorted out later!
Jesus said, “Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moths and vermin destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moths and vermin do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.” (Matthew 6:19-21)
I like watching a television network news broadcast most evenings, which airs live at 6:30 in the eastern time zone. However, I either record it or watch it later on YouTube because I want to watch it when it’s convenient for me, which is usually not at 6:30. Our modern culture has spoiled me, offering so much on-demand, including a lot of TV shows and movies. The Cambridge on-line dictionary defines on-demand as “providing services when a customer wants or asks for them.”
Providing on-demand products or services is not only a successful business practice, it’s also an important concept in personal relationships, both with others and with God. It’s called being available.
A parent needs to be available for the child, a mate for their mate, a friend for a friend. Relationships, if they are truly loving and giving, mean that not everything happens on our schedule or when it’s most convenient for us. We have to bend, yield, make allowances, adapt, or often change our plans, adjusting our schedule to better meet the needs of the other person. We have to make ourselves available.
I recall seeing a statement on a yardstick that was a gift to a customer. The statement read something like this, “You are not an interruption to our business, you are the reason for our business.” Our business, both with others and God, is to be interruptible, to be available. Almost all of Jesus’ miracles resulted because He was interrupted by people who needed a miracle.
Much of the good we can do in life can’t be scheduled, the opportunities just show up. We can have the words of encouragement someone needs, the help someone could use, or just be the one to come alongside in a time of need, but if we don’t make ourselves available it won’t happen.
Being available isn’t only important in our human relationships, it’s also important in our relationship with God that we make ourselves available to Him. God doesn’t need us to be the smartest, most talented, or the most gifted person around. He doesn’t need the most qualified person; He will qualify the one He calls. We just have to be available!
“As Jesus went on from there, he saw a man named Matthew sitting at the tax collector’s booth. ‘Follow me,’ he told him, and Matthew got up and followed him.” (Matthew 9:9)