42?


There is a popular book/movie of which I have heard (but not read/watched) called
Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy; apparently, at some point in the story line, the answer to "life, the universe, and everything"--to life's biggest question-- is found. The answer? 42--yes, the number 42.
Well, much more about the story than that I don't know, but I believe I have found a different answer. It's very simple, like the number 42...nothing complex or hard to understand about it; in fact, we use it most every day without thinking anything of it. A common word in the English language, short, small, yet its implications can be eternal. My answer? His.
If we could grasp the deep significance of that small word every moment of every day, we would have the true answer to "life, the universe, and everything." It's all His--it all belongs to Christ. I am His, you are His, the person who cuts you off in traffic is His, the very house in which you live is His. Why should we worry, complain, or fret? Yesterday was His, today is His, and every moment of your future is His...is He not capable of taking care of His own? Shouldn't we leave it to Him, then?
If every human being on Earth is His, I should treat them with respect--they're the possessions of the King of kings; the way I react to them is, in essence, the way I am reacting to God, isn't it?

"And the King shall answer and say unto them, Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me." Matthew 25:40 KJV

If my life is His, should I really worry about my future?

"Then Jesus said to his disciples: 'Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat; or about your body, what you will wear. Life is more than food, and the body more than clothes. Consider the ravens: They do not sow or reap, they have no storeroom or barn; yet God feeds them. And how much more valuable you are than birds! Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life? Since you cannot do this very little thing, why do you worry about the rest?

'Consider how the lilies grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you, not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today, and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, how much more will he clothe you, O you of little faith! And do not set your heart on what you will eat or drink; do not worry about it. For the pagan world runs after all such things, and your Father knows that you need them. But seek his kingdom, and these things will be given to you as well.

'Do not be afraid, little flock, for your Father has been pleased to give you the kingdom.'" Luke 12:22-32 NIV


You see? If God is truly in control--if everything is really His, then all of life's problems solve themselves, because we don't need to solve them! That's not to say we should be apathetic--God works through our lives day in and day out--but we should rest in joy and peace, knowing that it is all His, and not ours. We are not asked to fix the world, to understand all that He does, but to merely follow His path as we can, and let Him carry us when we cannot, knowing that this is His world that He created--His perfect plan is in place, and all we have to do is allow Him to work through us in whatever way He sees fit. Much easier said than done often times, no? Trust me, I know. Too often we want to pull back the jacket and reveal a superhero, ready to fly in and save the day once again--look out to anyone who stands in our way!--but God's ways are higher than our ways, and His thoughts higher than our thoughts (Isaiah 55:9). To those who don't look for it, God's plan and His works often go passed by, unseen; and sometimes, far from being popular, those who follow that path are ridiculed. But His plan is perfect--for every one of us. Perfect. Without defect. My life is His. Your life is His. All part of His world, His plan, and His unfailing, far-seeing, passionate, and self-sacrificing love.
One little word, encompassing all of time and creation.
His.

"You made me mad; you offended me!"


by Michael Wells
(From Life Lines, Volume 112, newsletter of Abiding Life Ministries, International)

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Proverbs 18: 19, "A brother offended is harder to be won than a strong city, And contentions are like the bars of a citadel."

"You offended me!" It is always said in the form of an accusation and in a manner indicating the need to change the offensive behavior. After all, the most important thing is that people tiptoe around and never offend self. Heaven forbid, if self were offended. Pastors hear it all the time. The statement is actually said with a tone of spirituality. However, the statement reveals a pathetic, others-controlled person, not a spirit-controlled person.
A man was taking a shortcut, found himself in the
, middle of a soccer game, hurried to get out of the way, and as he was running accidentally kicked the ball and made a point. This man had not made a planned offense; it was all by accident. However, the team that was on defense started screaming, "You have ruined the game and given our opponents a point!" The man just stood in amazement. Why blame him? He was just running through, and the defense was terrible. If a stranger who doesn't know the game can score, then the defense is in need of being fixed.
If you keep getting offended by
this person and that person--who are only stumbling and bumbling in front of you—fix your own defense. You are the one with the problem, not them. Oh, it sounds better to say they have the problem, but if they really do have an obvious problem and you allow them to offend, you are even in worse shape. You are surrendering your peace to a contentious person. You should be fit enough,spiritually that no one can offend you. One fellow said to me, "I don't really care if they like me or not. I like them!"
Another statement that goes right along with what we are talking about is, "You made me mad." What exactly does that mean: That I am your god and your happiness rests in my hands? Amazing! I didn’t know I had that kind of power over you! The fact is this. You surrendered your joy to my behavior and your misery is completely and utterly consented to by your will. You allowed yourself to get mad, and instead of wearing your weakness, it sounds better to your flesh to indicate that I did it. I didn’t do it. You did it, and you are the failure. Men say that their wives make them mad. No one can MAKE them anything. They choose to allow themselves to be mad. Stop being deceived, take the blame, and take charge of your own happiness. Well, Amen!


Cody

For Mrs. Ezzo, who (I am told) has requested photos of our new golden retriever, Cody, and for any others who care to risk turning green from envy! ;)








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