Developing Discernment with God’s Wisdom
I had a favorite necklace in high school that I never took off. I got it on a school field trip to the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York City. It was a gold necklace with a small camera charm. In my junior and senior years, one of my favorite classes was photography; between learning to develop film using chemicals and being in the darkroom, the camera was a big symbol to me back then.
But because I never took the thing off, and the fact that it was costume jewelry, the gold layer rubbed off, revealing a cheaper-looking, coppery metal underneath. For a long time, I still wore it because I loved it, but eventually let it go, as it looked super beat up and other things grabbed my interest.
The Unteachable Fool and God's Nature
My husband is friends with an older gentleman, Bill, from our old church in North Carolina. When we first met Bill, he brought Sam a homemade slingshot he made at home. He explained that he played with them when he was younger, and wanted to teach Sam how to do it.
Now, this was not a Y-shaped slingshot that you tend to see in cartoons and toy stores. This slingshot was the real deal. It was essentially one long cord with a cradle in the middle of the length for a stone. When it was loaded and you were holding both ends, it was easily an arms length long. He taught Sam how to hold it and demonstrated how it worked– slinging the rock like a lasso above his head before whipping it away. With a slingshot like this, a rock could easily launch the length of a football field. This thing was no toy. You could easily understand how a young King David could use it as a weapon with the velocity and distance Sam and Bill could shoot these rocks.
Making an Effort to Memorize
I went to preschool at a Christian school, so woven into the curriculum was Gospel truth and scripture. When I learned my alphabet, I learned the letter in sign language, the sound it made, and a scripture verse along with each letter.
“A, All have sinned and fall short of the glory of God,” “B, Believe in the Lord Jesus Christ and thou shalt be saved…” and so on.
The Strong Tower We Run To
The church I grew up in had several worship teams throughout the decades I spend there. One worship leader’s name was Dolores. She only lead very occasionally, when there was a rare gap in worship leaders’ schedules, but when she did, she was always on an acoustic guitar.
Dolores is a genuine flower child, saved after her wild days in the 60s, but her style of worship was still very “Stevie Nicks found the joy of the Lord.” She always sang songs that no one else did. One of them was this exact scripture, and there weren’t too many other words than that. But I cannot hear that scripture without hearing her singing it with that strummy guitar behind her.
So what does it mean? It’s obviously metaphorical about the strength and protection of the Lord towards His people, but how is it practically applied?
Seeking Spiritual Food that Endures
Almost a couple years ago, Sam and I went to Arizona for him to interview for an opportunity to work with a church planting organization. We went into the long weekend with high hopes and were praying that God would provide– Sam was looking for a job at the time.
Long story short, they didn’t offer Sam the opportunity, but they wanted us to see their “innovative” way of doing church so that we could experience God in the way their quickly growing congregation was. We went in, sat down, and worshiped through a carefully curated worship, a neatly-packaged sermon with four, easy bulletpoints, in an auditorium of people that were in and out within an hour and twenty minutes.
Christ’s Witnesses, P4: Scripture
In John 5, Jesus calls upon one more witness to His Godship and His deity. After using a physical testimony like John the Baptist, the miraculous testimony of the works in His ministry, and the spiritual testimony of God the Father, Jesus finally calls upon the scriptural testimony of God’s Word.
Of course, at that time, He would have been talking about the Old Testament. But this Jewish law is something that the religious leaders were well versed in. The Old Testament was something that they knew backwards and forwards; knowledge that they used on a daily basis.
Christ’s Witnesses, P3: God the Father
Calling your father to the stand might seem like a weak defense. In most cases where a father is involved in their son’s life, they love him and see the best in him. We’ve all grown up and had a parent gas us up when we’re down. They say we’re smart, or beautiful, or creative, or awesome, and the common response is, “You HAVE to say that. You’re the parent.”
And yes, our parents can have rose-colored glasses when it comes to our abilities or aptitudes. But they also know us better than most people. A good parent has been there for it all. They’ve seen every report card, every dance recital and soccer game; they’re there for every skinned knee, birthday, and hard knock. So a good parent would know your character, your history, and be an advocate for you.
Walking in a Manner Worthy of Him
There are many things people try to prepare you for when you’re becoming a parent for the first time. There are big things and small things; from warnings about the looming sleepless nights and allowing yourself to get rest where you can to the savoring of every moment. Between bottles, diapering, feeding, sleep schedules, and keeping up with baby’s milestones, there’s a lot to learn and focus on– and that’s just the first stage of a child’s life!
Going Deeper in the Currents of Wisdom
A river runs through our town, and at this time of year, it’s partially frozen. The thing about a river is that for it to be totally frozen is rare. The temperature has to be way below freezing for an extended period of time in order to overcome the constant flow of water and freeze it solid. If you look at a river that is starting to freeze though, you’ll notice that the ice is primarily on the banks, where the current is the slowest.
Letting God’s Wisdom Lead Us Down the Good Path
I’ve lived in some interesting places with some cool history.
I’ve lived on Long Island, where the Revolutionary War was fought and lots of that history is still being preserved. I’ve lived on the coast of North Carolina, where Civil War and pirate history is kept, including the wreck site of the Queen Anne’s Revenge, which was infamously captained by Blackbeard. I’ve lived and studied in Cape Town, South Africa, which still remembers Apartheid and is a melting pot of many different cultures.
Studying the Word like Searching for Treasure
What makes something valuable?
My mother would say it has something to do with what something is made of. When I was younger, I wanted a pair of boots. I was so set on the look and style of the boots, that I wasn’t paying attention to what it was made of. My mother, helping me shop for this pair of boots, was focused on what they were made out of. I might think I found the perfect pair because they were exactly what I wanted in my head, but my mom would say, “They’re synthetic leather. They’ll start falling apart after a few wears. You’re better off spending more money to get real leather boots that will take years to fall apart.”
When It’s Time to Throw the Stool
This year, I gifted Sam a rather unusual gift. It was a framed illustration I drew of a three-legged stool. Without context, it’s a little bit of a head-scratcher, so let me clue you in. Recently, we heard a story from medieval church history. In 1625, King Charles I ascended to the British throne. Being of the Anglican church and a staunch believer that he had a divine right to rule the church as king, he was not a popular figure in Northern Scotland where the people were largely reformed protestant. Together with his archbishop, the king introduced a book of prayer throughout the kingdom that was much more in line with the Church of England.
Fighting Temptation with Truth
When we’re little kids, temptation looks innocent. Maybe it’s the late afternoon, dinner is in the oven and the table is set, but your mind just can’t get off of that jar of cookies on the counter. You try to resist temptation, thinking of how your mother would tell you no, but then you think to yourself that just one won’t ruin your appetite. Maybe you can just sneak one and no one will ever know. So you reach your hand in and grab it, but then think to yourself that you’ll probably want more– because just one won’t be enough when you could have three– and you swipe two more. Maybe you get away with it. Maybe your mom doesn’t find out.
Where is Our Passion for God?
Where is your treasure? Think about it. Take a pause and think about your life. Where is your time most spent? What are the things you absolutely cannot live without? What are your non-negotiables? Family? Friends? Career? Your home? Your lifestyle? Your politics? Jesus? Your list is completely valid, whatever it is you put on it. Your treasure is exactly that: yours. You may put value on something that I don’t, and that’s just the beauty of different perspectives.

