Trying Times, Glorious Triumph

 

Trying Times Glorious Triumphs by Karen Jurgen

These are the times that try men’s souls. The summer soldier and the sunshine patriot will, in this crisis, shrink from the service of their country; but he that stands by it now, deserves the love and thanks of man and woman. Tyranny, like hell, is not easily conquered; yet we have this consolation with us, that the harder the conflict, the more glorious the triumph.[i]

 

Trying Times Glorious Triumphs by Karen Jurgens

Thomas Paine’s words burn hot emotion into our souls as he remarked about this historical day in history. Perhaps no other general led his bedraggled men to victory like George Washington. Without his leadership, defeat would have been certain.

Don’t we all need a General Washington in our lives? When our souls toil through bitter cold and we have no hope of waking alive in the morning, such a leader pushes us forward and on to victory.

An impossible battle is all the sweeter after it’s won.

Are you facing a personal battle in your soul? Every one of us shares that common denominator of life, whether it’s in the past, present, or future.

 If you have run with footmen and they have tired you out, then how can you compete with horses? If you fall down in a land of peace, how will you do in the thicket of the Jordan? ~ Jeremiah 12:5 NASB.

The Lord will lift us up in the battle and will fight for us. We must never stop trying, never give in, no matter how difficult.

How do we go to battle?

When you go out to battle against your enemies and see horses and chariots and people more numerous than you, do not be afraid of them; for the Lord your God, who brought you up from the land of Egypt, is with you.  When you are approaching the battle, the priest shall come near and speak to the people.  He shall say to them, ‘Hear, O Israel, you are approaching the battle against your enemies today. Do not be fainthearted. Do not be afraid, or panic, or tremble before them, for the Lord your God is the one who goes with you, to fight for you against your enemies, to save you’ ~ Deuteronomy 20:1-4 NASB.

Go with God and be more than a conqueror. Remember, the harder the conflict, the more glorious the triumph.

[i] “Washington leads troops on raid at Trenton, New Jersey.” History.com. http://www.history.com/this-day-in-history/washington-leads-troops-on-raid-at-trenton-new-jersey (accessed September 2, 2016).

Cricket Symphony

 

Cricket Symphony by Karen Jurgens

Have you ever heard the recording of crickets? Their chirping is slowed down, revealing an amazing song. Click on the link below to listen:

LINK TO CRICKET SYMPHONY

Pretty amazing, don’t you think? Now whenever I hear their chirping in the trees, I rejoice with them in praising God.

As the verse says, “Let everything that hath breath praise the Lord” ~ Psalm 150:6, NASB.

Wishing you a day full of the praises of the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit.

How to Get Rid of Stains

How to Get Rid of Stains by Karen Jurgens

This is pure and undefiled religion in the sight of our God and Father … to keep oneself unstained by the world ~ James 1:27, NASB.

Do you like organic beets? Those deep-red purplish ones. Occasionally, I used to bring some home to cook, but I had to bribe my daughters to eat them. As the saying goes, necessity is the mother of invention.

Why the need for culinary creativity? When the girls were small, vegetables weren’t on their menu, unless French fries counted. Cait, the younger one, had taste buds that could laser-out any veggie, no matter how cleverly I tried to disguise it.

One evening my mother joined us for dinner, and I served a new creation: beets in a lovely orange sauce. After one bite, Cait screwed up her mouth as though she had just tasted poison and refused to eat it. Meg wasn’t sure about the new combination, but my mother adored it. Having already cautioned them not to splash beets on their clothes, I turned to admire Mother’s appreciation for all my careful work. To my dismay, a big red spot glared at me from her white, dry clean-only blouse.

No, that red circle would not come out completely, even after the cleaners had tried every available remedy. The shirt was ruined.

Have you ever had a stain that refused to wash out? In the Word, sin is also described as a stain. Try as we might, this kind can’t be washed out with worldly products. We might think that attending church, doing good deeds, and volunteering, for example, can remove those stains, but instead, they set more deeply. We don blinders and refuse to look, convincing ourselves that we are clean and white. Although invisible on the outside, how do our hearts appear in God’s eyes? He alone can see into the depths of our souls, and try as we might, we can’t hide from His scrutiny.

Have you ever accidentally fallen or cut yourself? Whenever I’m injured, I can never look. I grasp the wound and squeeze while I grimace and look away. The sight of blood nauseates me and makes my ears buzz. But when I finally get enough courage to peek and am convinced that I won’t die, then I can deal with cleaning and bandaging it. (No, I could never have become a nurse. Obviously.)

But, can we take off our blinders and examine our souls? We can cover up our sins with all kinds of excuses and home-remedies, but we have to open our wounds to God’s scrutiny. He is the One who cleans, sterilizes, and bandages so it can heal. He cleans out all the sin from our hearts and makes us whole, erasing the stain so completely that it is as though we had never sinned.

King David cried out to God when confronted by Nathan the prophet regarding his sin with Bathsheba:

Be gracious to me, O God, according to Your lovingkindness;
According to the greatness of Your compassion blot out my transgressions.
Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity
And cleanse me from my sin.
[g]Purify me with hyssop, and I shall be clean;
[h]Wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.
Hide Your face from my sins
And blot out all my iniquities. ~ Psalm 51:1-2, 7, 9, NASB.

We all have sinned and fallen short of the glory of God, but the Good News is that our sins can be washed away in the blood of the Lamb. May our salvation give us joy and be a testimony to bring others to the cross of Christ.

10 Create [j]in me a clean heart, O God,
And renew [k]a steadfast spirit within me.
11 Do not cast me away from Your presence
And do not take Your Holy Spirit from me.
12 Restore to me the joy of Your salvation
And sustain me with a willing spirit.
13 Then I will teach transgressors Your ways,
And sinners will [l]be converted to You. ~ Psalm 51:10-13, NASB.

 

 

 

Got Faith?

Got Faith? by Karen Jurgens

             Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen ~ Hebrews 11:1, KJV.

 As a child, I used to hope for all kinds of things, especially at Christmas or my birthday. Sometimes books or board games or tea party sets. But what I hoped for most were dolls.

When I would go shopping downtown with my mother, I always sweet-talked her into visiting the toy department where beautiful dolls were displayed. Perched on wall shelves and inside sparkling glass cases were Shirley Temple dolls with different outfits and hats. Jenny dolls dressed in tutus and ballet slippers. Betsy-wetsy dolls with bottles, blankets, and diapers. Dolls dressed in bridal dresses with veils and high heels. And Barbie dolls with her dream home, sports car, and wardrobe along with must-haves Ken and Midge.

Got Faith? by Karen Jurgens

I had complete faith in my parents that they would fulfill my childhood wishes on those special days. Looking back, I can’t ever remember being disappointed.

I had put my faith in God at a young age. But childhood turned into teen years and then adulthood. As the season of dating began at sweet sixteen, I had faith that my life would continue as it always had, with few disappointments. I would meet a wonderful man someday, and by the time I graduated from college, a wedding would follow, and I would live happily ever after.

But those dreams didn’t come true for me. Instead, I lived through two heartbreaking divorces. Although I’ve been single for twenty-two years, I have two precious daughters whom I wouldn’t trade for the world. They are part of my dreams that DID come true.

Have you lived through disappointment at times in your life? Sometimes it comes unexpectedly, as it did for me. But instead of throwing away my faith and agreeing with the expression, Happily ever after? That fairy tale? —I hold onto my dreams and continue to hope. Trusting the Lord for a good future where my dreams will still come true have prevented me from falling into an attitude of bitterness, depression, and despair.

For I know the plans I have for you,’ declares the Lord, ‘plans for welfare and not for calamity to give you a future and a hope’ ~ Jeremiah 29:11, NASB.

I can hear some laughter across the virtual meadows–sounds way too Pollyanna-ish?

Let’s consider Mary, the mother of Jesus. Her dream of a wedding and a happily-ever-after life with her betrothed, Joseph, took a different turn. In fact, as a respected young woman in Nazareth, her entire life turned upside-down when the angel Gabriel appeared to her, announcing that she had been chosen by God to carry and give birth to His Son. She believed the message of the angel and rejoiced that God was trusting her for the sacred role of bringing the Savior into the world.

Got Faith? by Karen Jurgens

On the other hand, think of the difficulties confronting her. In those days, a woman was stoned to death if she were pregnant without a husband.

After Joseph had found out the news, he wanted to rid himself of his obligation to Mary without doing her harm. He believed she was guilty of adultery (well, wouldn’t you?) until an angel of the Lord appeared to him in a dream, reassuring him that Mary’s word was true.

Joseph, son of David, do not be afraid to take Mary as your wife; for that which has been conceived in her is of the Holy Spirit ~ Matthew 1:20, NASB.

So, out of faith, this couple began their adventure. You’d think it would have been an easy road, seeing as how they were to be the parents of the Son of God, but just the opposite occurred.

  • Right before the baby was due, they had to travel to Bethlehem for a census. Mary had to leave her family and ride uncomfortably all the way on a donkey.
  • Upon arrival, Mary went into labor.
  • The town had no rooms available where they could stay, so a barn full of animals became Jesus’s delivery room.
  • Months later, the Lord warned Joseph in a dream that Herod was searching for the Child to kill Him. The family arose that night and fled to Egypt.
  • Years later after Herod died, the family again uprooted to resettle in Nazareth.

Got Faith? by Karen Jurgens

Mary and Joseph had to boldly live out their faith, but rumors swirled about the true parentage of Jesus. What did the people of Nazareth think of Him, even after He had begun His ministry and was working great miracles?

And they took offense at Him. But Jesus said to them, ‘A prophet is not without honor except in his hometown and in his own household.’ And He did not do many miracles there because of their unbelief ~ Matthew 13:57, NASB.

Got Faith? by Karen Jurgens

It’s hard to imagine the Son of God growing up in the shadow of wagging tongues and disbelief in the midst of those amazing miracles—and ultimately, His crucifixion and death, based on jealousy, betrayal, and lies.

But through it all, Mary chose faith. She believed God’s word to her from the first proclamation uttered by Gabriel. No matter the trials she had to endure, she clung to hope, trusting God no matter the circumstances—even watching her Son suffer and die on a cross.

Got Faith? by Karen Jurgens

God didn’t disappoint her. Fifty days after Jesus’s resurrection and ascension, she received the baptism of the Holy Spirit along with others waiting in the Upper Room.

As we walk down our individual paths of life, we must cling to hope and live by our faith, in spite of the hardships thrown at us along the way. Sometimes God doesn’t permit us to fully understand, but He expects us to be obedient and trust Him. With His strength, we can endure through it all.

 

And let endurance have its perfect result, that you may be perfect and complete, lacking in nothing ~ James 1:4, NASB.

How important is our faith in God?

And without faith it is impossible to please Him, for He who comes to God must believe that He is and that He is a rewarder of those who seek Him ~ Hebrews 11:6, NASB.

I will say YES to trusting God. I will place all my faith in Him today and every day.

Will you?

Got Faith? by Karen Jurgens

 

 

 

 

 

 

An Appetite for Righteousness

An Appetite for Righteousness by Karen Jurgens

First published on Heart”wings” Blog.

Have you ever thought of sin as having an appetite? Even in Genesis, God appeals to Cain: “If you do not do what is right, sin is crouching at your door; it desires to have you, but you must rule over it” ~ Genesis 4:7.

What’s your weakness? Mine involves food and always has. Once I get the taste for sweets, I find that I can’t stop my cravings for them. On the other hand, when I fast sweets, I find that a mere taste of sugar repulses my taste buds. Now I cultivate my appetite for healthy foods so I don’t fall back into those bad habits. Just as sin places an appetite in us to do wrong, so God gives us an appetite for righteousness. Look at these scriptures:

“O taste and see that the Lord is good; How blessed is the man who takes refuge in Him!” ~ Psalms 34:8.

“How sweet are Your words to my taste! Yes, sweeter than honey to my mouth!” ~ Psalms 119:103.

“Blessed are those who hunger and thirst after righteousness, for they shall be satisfied” ~ Matthew 5:6.

“The Lord will not allow the righteous to hunger, But He will reject the craving of the wicked” ~ Proverbs 10:3.

“Blessed are you who hunger now, for you will be satisfied” ~ Luke 6:21.

Appetite for Righteousness

“Jesus said to them, ‘I am the bread of life; he who comes to Me will not hunger, and he who believes in Me will never thirst” ~ John 6:35.

“Why do you spend money for what is not bread, And your wages for what does not satisfy? Listen carefully to Me, and eat what is good, And delight yourself in abundance” ~Isaiah 55:2.

“Like newborn babies, long for the pure milk of the word, so that by it you may grow in respect to salvation” ~ 1 Peter 2:2.

“But I would feed you with the finest of the wheat, And with honey from the rock I would satisfy you” ~ Psalms 81:16.

Where do we begin? Proverbs 9:10 sets our feet on the first step of our journey:

“The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom, And the knowledge of the Holy One is understanding.”

Did you know that wisdom seeks us out?

“Wisdom has built her house, She has hewn out her seven pillars; She has prepared her food, she has mixed her wine; She has also set her table; She has sent out her maidens, she calls from the tops of the heights of the city; ‘Whoever is naïve, let him turn in here!’ To him who lacks understanding she says, ‘Come, eat of my food And drink of the wine I have mixed. Forsake your folly and live, And proceed in the way of understanding’” ~ Proverbs 9:1-6

An Appetite for Righteousness by Karen Jurgens

Today you’re invited to the Lord’s table. Fill yourself up with His word. Drink of His water that never runs dry.

“And the Lord will continually guide you, And satisfy your desire in scorched places, And give strength to your bones; And you will be like a watered garden, And like a spring of water whose waters do not fail” ~ Isaiah 58:11.

Dear Lord, You tell us in Matthew 4:4, “Man shall not live on bread alone, but on every word that proceeds from the mouth of God.” May You give each of us today an appetite that drives us to satisfy our hunger and thirst for Your righteousness. In Jesus’s name, Amen.

~ All scripture is from the New American Standard Version.

Final Grains of Sand

First published in 2015, I want to again share my thoughts with you this Father’s Day. Wishing everyone a blessed day of celebration or blessed memories of  your father.
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During my regular run in a nearby park, I slowed to a walk in the midst of the growing afternoon heat, mopping away the perspiration dripping down my face. Close behind me, a father and his little girl held hands as they went along. Proximity provided me an ear to their conversation.

“I love you, Daddy, on Father’s Day.” Her excited voice bubbled up to him.

“I love you, sweetheart, every day!” His tone promised forever, unconditional love.

The exchange was precious, and a smile spread across my face, reminding me of my own father. The only thing I have of him now are my sweet memories since he went to heaven twenty years ago. How I yearn to have him on earth again, to walk hand in hand, and tell him that I love him. Even though that’s not possible, I still have the rich legacy he left behind.

Growing up, he shared his love of baseball with me. In summer, he taught me how to play softball by practicing batting and playing catch in the backyard after dinner. He took my mother and me to practically every Reds game, beginning at the old Crosley Field and continuing years later in Riverfront Stadium. We had great seats in the section where visiting VIPs would watch Opening Day, the Playoffs or the World Series, and I have lots of famous signatures on my scorecard books tucked away for permanent safe-keeping.

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Although I still have his valuable collection of autographed baseballs and bats, my most precious possession is my memory of sitting next to him at the games, sharing a bag of fresh roasted peanuts, and asking all those annoying questions–whether foul tips count as balls or strikes, and who the players were—all which he patiently answered. Whether quoting RBI or home run averages, he lit up and was at his happiest when discussing the sport he loved most.IMG_1824IMG_1480

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Around the house, cutting the grass was one of his favorite jobs. Anyone who knew him would remember that because his lawn was always perfect. When I was a kid, our lawn’s size was an acre, and I used to sit on the front steps for hours and watch him mow. After he finished, we would sit together for a while and admire the fruit of his labor. Afterward, he would invite me to go with him to a nearby fast food restaurant, Henry’s, for a celebratory orange soda. Each week during grass season we followed the same routine, and that memory of sharing those times with him is still a comfort today.

Skelton_dood_it_1942My dad was also a big tease with a great sense of humor. I can remember his laughter at comedy shows back in the ‘60’s like Red Skelton, Lucille Ball, and Carol Burnette. But he also played jokes on his own family. When I was about five or so, he convinced me that if I could sprinkle salt on a bunny’s tail, then I could catch it. That entire summer I ran around the backyard with a salt shaker, but never could catch a single rabbit. I didn’t learn the truth until school began that fall. I thought that he must have had a good laugh watching me zigzag around the lawn with that salt shaker as he encouraged me to keep trying.

He also passed on important lessons of character through his own example for which I am eternally grateful. I learned about developing a good work ethic as I witnessed him work tirelessly as he provided well for his family. He is a true example of how to attain the American Dream.

He taught me to be honest and never lie (the few times I tried, I always got caught).

I learned to be obedient to his rules and respectful to others in authority (he only had to take me over his knee once, never twice).

He always instructed me, “If you can’t say something good about someone, don’t say anything at all.” (I’m always working on that one.)

His example of keeping everything clean, neat, and in its place made a huge impression on me. Order and peace reigned in our home and, to this day, is an important priority.

IMG_1829 (2)Most of all, his love of Jesus Christ and public profession of his Christian faith spoke volumes to me, teaching me to always be an active church member, study the Word of God, and tithe the first ten percent of my income to the church. His courage and fearlessness to stand up and speak up for what’s right have been my bedrock over the years. Even though he is not physically here, the Christian convictions that he modeled live within me as a rich heritage.

In November, 1994, a time arrived when he could no longer play his role as protector, and our roles reversed. On a day when he had routine prostate surgery, the doctor gave my mother the bad news. She wrote a note on the back of a dry cleaning receipt she found in her purse and handed it to me when I walked into his hospital recovery room. It’s bladder cancer. The doctor says it’s hopeless. At that point, my mother and I became his caregivers until his death on June 13, 1995—just a few days shy of Father’s Day.

Amid the sadness of that time, two specific occasions are picture-framed in my memory’s gallery. The first was after he was diagnosed with cancer and my mother had just told him the bad news. I entered their bedroom where he was standing and hugged him, saying, “I love you, Daddy.” We both shed tears. The last grains of sand in his life’s hourglass were swiftly slipping away.

The second was after he had been admitted to a nursing care facility for Hospice patients. His memory would come and go as he slipped into dementia, due to big doses of experimental chemo. One afternoon when he was lucid, I was guiding his wheelchair through the outdoor gardens where we stopped to admire the beautiful flowers. I took that opportunity to thank him for being such a wonderful father and told him how much I loved and appreciated him. That was one of the final days that he recognized me, and I am eternally thankful to God that I was given a window to tell him one last time. Such a priceless gift.

So, as I look into the sky this Father’s Day, I breathe out these words toward heaven. “I love you, Daddy. On Father’s Day and every day.

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Pentecost Sunday

Pentecost Sunday by Karen Jurgens

On the fiftieth day after Jesus’s resurrection, the Holy Spirit descended on those gathered in the Upper Room in Jerusalem, as Messiah promised. Here’s the story from the Scriptures:

A Memorial to Freedom

A Memorial to Freedom by Karen Jurgens

Recently President Trump reminded us that freedom is a gift from God, not a gift from government.

How very true.

On Memorial Day, we honor those who have made the ultimate sacrifice for freedom in the United States: courageous men and women who have answered the call to defend our nation by the power of God. This verse summarizes it well:

“Greater love has no one than this, that one lay down his life for his friends” ~John 15:13.

Memorial Day, a sacred day, is the proof of victory for all Americans. We honor those who gave the ultimate sacrifice to purchase our national freedom with their blood.

A Memorial to Freedom by Karen Jurgens

Is it a coincidence that we celebrate the memory of our brave men and women the day following Ascension Sunday? No, for these days have much in common.

Just as the president is our military’s Commander-in-Chief, Jesus is our spiritual Commander-in-Chief.

He proved His rank by living a sinless life and obeying the authority of God the Father.

He fought and won spiritual battles against Satan, such as after fasting forty days in the wilderness.

Obedient even to death on a cross, He purchased our salvation by laying down His life for our freedom from death, hell, and the grave.

Through His death and resurrection, He gave us power to overcome the enemy, Satan, through the blood of the Lamb and the word of our testimony.

The Word of God, the sword of the Spirit, is our weapon of warfare.

Forty days after His resurrection, He ascended into heaven and took His seat at the right hand of God the Father—the ultimate victory, the battle won.

How do we value freedom? Its cost is priceless—God’s precious gift to us.

As we honor our military today, thankful for the priceless sacrifice of each life, let’s also honor Jesus Christ who gave the ultimate sacrifice for all mankind.

A Memorial to Freedom by Karen Jurgens

Ascension Sunday

Ascension Sunday by Karen Jurgens

Let’s rejoice together this Sunday as we celebrate the day Jesus ascended into heaven and sat down at the right hand of God.

Conviction versus Condemnation

conviction v condemnation by Karen Jurgens

What is the difference between conviction and condemnation?

Conviction is a positive thing. God uses it to prod us when we’re tempted and fall into sin. It’s like Jiminy Cricket sitting on Pinocchio’s shoulder, whispering, “Don’t do that! Turn away.”

In a Christian’s life, the whisperer is the Holy Spirit. He pierces our hearts unto salvation with discipline wrapped in love and moves us from disobedience back to the cross. Through the blood of the Lamb, grace awaits to cover and cleanse us from our sins.

“If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness” ~ 1 John 1:9 NASB.

Receiving God’s forgiveness is an uplifting, positive experience that provides freedom from guilt and shame. It’s like a caged bird flying through an open door, soaring through blue skies to rejoice in infinite freedom.

Forgiveness. There’s truly nothing like it.

Conviction v Condemnation by Karen Jurgens

Condemnation, however, is a horse of a different color, as the saying goes. Society uses the term many ways, such as a courtroom where a criminal faces imprisonment or death for a crime, according to the law.

Condemnation is depression at its blackest. The absence of hope. Termination. Utter despair. Guilt and shame.

Who condemns us? God?

“For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but that the world through Him might be saved” ~ John 3:17.

Remember the bible story of the woman caught in adultery? According to their laws, she was condemned, caught in the very act. Before stoning her, the men asked Jesus his opinion—only for the purpose of bringing accusation against Him. But Jesus replied:

“‘He who is without sin among you, let him be the first to throw a stone at her’” ~ John 8:7.

As the men left, one by one, only Jesus remained.

“Straightening up, Jesus said to her, ‘Woman, where are they? Did no one condemn you?’ She said, ‘No one, Lord.’ And Jesus said, ‘I do not condemn you, either. Go. From now on sin no more’” ~ John 8:10-11.

If not God, then who condemn us?

Think back to the bible story of Job. Satan was permitted by God to test His righteous servant to prove his loyalty to God. Satan accused Job:

“But put forth Your hand now and touch all that he has; he will surely curse You to your face” ~ Job 1:11.

What about Adam and Eve in the garden? And Jesus during His forty-day fast in the wilderness? You know the answer.

Satan, the author of sin and death, condemns.

After all, sin is separation from God, and separation from God is death. Spiritual death now, while we are physically alive. But after we die,  physical and spiritual death for eternity. The only chance we have to escape eternal damnation is to confess our sins while we’re alive.  After we die, it’s too late. Truly, we sentence ourselves because God gave us the power to choose our eternal destination through our free will.

conviction v condemnation by Karen Jurgens

Will you be condemned and sentenced to hell?

Or will you be convicted, saved, and go to heaven?

If the Holy Spirit is convicting you, here is an example of a prayer you can pray:

Dear Lord, I confess I’m a sinner. I’m sorry from my sins and repent at the cross. Wash away the stains with your precious blood and make me righteous through Jesus Christ. Thank you for forgiving me and writing my name in the Lamb’s Book of Life. In Jesus’s name, Amen.

Conviction v Condemnation by Karen Jurgens