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My paternal grandmother, “Granny Ruth” as we called her, was a woman of great faith. She had a diligent daily devotional practice, taught Sunday School classes, and played the organ at the small Baptist church where she and my grandfather attended until she was in her 80s. When you called their home telephone and they weren’t there to answer, the voicemail message that greeted you began with the line from Psalms 118, This is the day that the Lord has made, let us rejoice and be glad in it.

A few weeks ago, I was having of a particularly challenging weekend morning. My toddler-aged son was upset, my energy levels were zapped due to pregnancy, and I had a list of chores that needed to be completed to set my family up for a successful week ahead. As I began to feel sorry for myself…

Then Jesus went with them to a place called Gethsem′ane, and he said to his disciples, “Sit here, while I go yonder and pray.” And taking with him Peter and the two sons of Zeb′edee, he began to be sorrowful and troubled. Then he said to them, “My soul is very sorrowful, even to death; remain here, and watch with me.”  And going a little farther he fell on his face and prayed, “My Father, if it be possible, let this cup pass from me; nevertheless, not as I will, but as thou wilt.” And he came to the disciples and found them sleeping; and he said to Peter, “So, could you not watch with me one hour? Watch and pray that you may not enter into temptation; the spirit indeed is willing, but the flesh is weak.” Again, for the second time, he went away and prayed, “My Father, if this cannot pass unless I drink it, thy will be done.” And again he came and found them sleeping, for their eyes were heavy. So, leaving them again, he went away and prayed for the third time, saying the same words. Then he came to the disciples and said to them, “Are you still sleeping and taking your rest? Behold, the hour is at hand, and the Son of man is betrayed into the hands of sinners.  Rise, let us be going; see, my betrayer is at hand.”

“God is light, and will give Himself to every awakened sinner that waiteth for Him; and thou shalt then be a temple of the living God, and Christ shall ‘dwell in thy heart by faith’: and, ‘being rooted and grounded in love, thou shalt be able to comprehend with all saints, what is the breadth, and length, and depth, and height of that love of Christ which passeth knowledge,’ that thou mayest be filled with all the fullness of God.”

I have always felt like I am one of the lucky ones. I’ve gone to all the camps and events I could. I’ve always felt like God and I were best buds. I had difficult times but I always knew that God was there and I didn’t have to be afraid.

That was until I faced my darkest moment. A time when I felt guilt, pain, and darkness all around. It made me so confused and scared that I might not know what light was anymore. I could relate well to King David as well as the Disciples…

“A work in progress!” Those are the only words I can use to describe myself at this time in my life. I’ve lived long enough and had enough experiences to mature in some ways, but I still say and do cringe-worthy things. When will I ever learn? I believe the answer is found in 1 John 4:12: No one has ever seen God; if we love one another, God abides in us, and His love is perfected in us.

What a great scripture! So, how do we love one another? When I think of loving others, I always think of my grandkids. I love them unconditionally. When they say or do something they shouldn’t do, I forgive them.

I always give them the benefit of the doubt by thinking about their intentions instead of their actions. I love watching them learn new things and can see the numerous ways God has blessed them with intelligence, talent, beauty, and wonderful personalities… ok, I’ll stop!  You get the idea. I need to see everyone through this same lens of love, through the eyes of God.

But what do we do about those who are difficult to love?…

When I was in college, I had a hard time coping with college life and being an “adult.” I chose to skip some of my college classes, especially those scheduled at 8 a.m.  I know I am not the first college student to do this, and I doubt I will be the last.  I had a tough time figuring out what I wanted to do with my life.  At 18 years old, I thought I was meant to be a performer by dancing my way through life.  My dreams were quickly crushed and, as a dramatic young adult, I thought my life was over.  My parents were my cheerleaders during this time. They told me to continue my college education at Oklahoma City University and encouraged me to enjoy my passion of dancing as a hobby.  They lifted me up and reminded me that I needed to keep my mind and heart open to new possibilities.

Little did I realize that God was helping me through this difficult time in my life…

I love each of the gospel stories that tell of Jesus’ death and resurrection.  However, my favorite might be found in the Gospel of John: Jesus has been taken down from the cross, and placed in a borrowed grave. Mary and the disciples returned to the tomb, early that morning, expecting to find the body of Jesus; only to discover an empty tomb. Make no mistake about it, the women and disciples were disappointed; they were afraid; they trembled in fear wondering what had gone wrong; what would happen now to them. Peter and the other disciples left the tomb, heartbroken and confused, wondering how things could have gone so wrong.

But Mary Magdalene remained: devastated, weeping, wondering how people could be so cruel? Mary had seen and been through a lot of tough times, but never anything as heart-wrenching as what she witnessed on what we call “Good Friday.” For the One who was the first to treat her like a human being; the One who had touched and changed her life, the One she had watched do so many wondrous things, the One on whom she had pinned such hopes… was dead!  Crucified!

Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid or terrified because of them, for the Lord your God goes with you;He will never leave you or forsake you. – Deuteronomy 31:6

Change is an inevitable part of life. We grow and evolve, and with each new season, we face challenges and opportunities for growth. It can be difficult to let go of the familiar and embrace the unknown, but sometimes change becomes our greatest blessing.

In 2020, I started singing with the LifeLight worship team in Edmond while attending the University of Central Oklahoma. I was searching for a church home, having grown up singing in the worship band at the United Methodist Church in Muskogee, Oklahoma…

And while he was at Bethany in the house of Simon the leper, as he sat at table, a woman came with an alabaster flask of ointment of pure nard, very costly, and she broke the flask and poured it over his head. But there were some who said to themselves indignantly, “Why was the ointment thus wasted? For this ointment might have been sold for more than three hundred denarii, and given to the poor.” And they reproached her. But Jesus said, “Let her alone; why do you trouble her? She has done a beautiful thing to me. For you always have the poor with you, and whenever you will, you can do good to them; but you will not always have me. She has done what she could; she has anointed my body beforehand for burying. And truly, I say to you, wherever the gospel is preached in the whole world, what she has done will be told in memory of her.”

“The necessary fruit of this love of God is the love of our neighbor, of every sould which God hath made… a love whereby we love every man as ourselves – as we love our own souls. Nay, our Lord has expressed it still more strongly, teaching us to ‘love one another even as he hath loved us.’ Accordingly the commandment written in the hearts of ll those that love God is no other than this, ‘As I have loved you, so love ye one another.’ Now ‘herein perceive we the love of God, in that he laid down his life for us. We ought’, then, as the Apostle justly infers, ‘to lay down our lives for our brethren’ (1 John 3:16).