I write about Jesus.

I'm no pastor, but I do the best I can with what He's given me: a Bible, a pen, and Himself. Plus the occasional donut. Donuts are yum.

Maybe you go to church or maybe you don't, but I have two goals: I want to you to consider Jesus Christ, and I want you to laugh. Nobody likes a boring sermon. Nobody likes a boring essay. So I figure if I combine sermons and essays and add the occasional llama, somebody will be entertained, or at least leave me a kind-hearted comment to ease my anguish.

My previous project was Forty Days of Jesus Christ, where I spent Lent 2009 writing essays, stories, songs, poems and plays about Him. That was just the beginning. God has called me again; He's given me more to say, and luckily, the Internet is a great place to set up a soapbox.

Warning: Christianity abounds. All who continue reading from this point on will receive internet cookies and my love, mostly my love because cookies are expensive.

What's to come?


Joshua and the Old People

We all know the same Bible stories. Jonah and the Whale. Noah and the Ark. David and Goliath. Bobby and Whitney. Jonas and the Brothers. Disney and the Channel.

Who knows the story of Joshua? When Moses died, a dude named Joshua took over as leader of the Israelites and total Top Dog commander of the Israelite army. When the Israelites entered the Promised Land, there was one problem: Other people were living there. Big, mean people, with weapons and carnivorous tendacies and evil pagan gods.

So the Lord said, "Joshua, go in and kick pagan butt."

And Joshua said, "Okay!"

And he went in and did exactly that, because God was with the Israelite army--God gave them crazy strength and performed miracles right and left. They fought for years. Finally, one day, Joshua looked around and realized he was old.

--When Joshua was old and well advanced in years, the LORD said to him, "You are very old, and there are still very large areas of land to be taken over.--(Joshua 13:1, NIV)

I love that! God doesn't say, "Joshua, your hair looks a touch gray today," or, "Joshua, don't you think it's time you started thinking about life insurance?" No. No beating around the bush. God just says, "Dude, you're OLD."

But it's nothing. God doesn't care. He just keeps right on saying, "AND there are still very large areas of land to be taken over."

First order of business: You're old. Second order of business: You need to keep fighting. Age doesn't matter to God! When Moses died, he was 120 and every bit as strong as he'd ever been (Deuteronomy 34:7). When a warrior called Caleb came to Joshua, he was eighty five and still as on fire for God as he'd been when he was young (Joshua 14:11).

Why? Because when God is our strength, we have more than enough. We're not weak because we're too old or even too young. We're strong because everything we do comes from Him--He'll keep us going when we're too tired, or too busy, or too hungry, or too thirsty, or too exhausted. It's nothing to God!

GOD! I have a huge term paper due tomorrow!

And God says, "Okay, you're tired!"

It's worth like 89% of my grade!

"And you still have lots more to write!"

So He gives His strength, and we make it through. God's strength is more powerful in our weakness (2 Corinthians 12:9); His light shines brighter when we fumble in darkness.

Don't feel hopeless when you think you can't--God's promises to fulfill every need. When we can't, He CAN.