In 1843, John C. Fremont, an explorer (and the namesake for the junior high school I attended), set off to explore the unknown once again. He had just returned from an expedition to Wyoming but was driven to see what was then called Oregon Country. He ended up exploring what is now known as Portland, Oregon, but his journey took him through the Sierra Nevada mountains then south and east to the desolate deserts and the Great Salt Lake in what is now known as Utah. However, this passion for exploring almost cost him his life in the Sierra’s where he and his mate, Kit Carson (who would gain fame in Nevada and whose capital city is named after him), were forced to eat their horses to survive. With Kit’s instincts and keen sense of direction, he would be Fremont’s saving guide. Without him, things would have turned out much different. (more…)
The culture today is full of complainers — Christians and non-Christians both. It’s hard not to whine about the constant disruptions affecting our lives. We are creatures of continuous unhappiness and traumatic events. A recent Barna research reveals that 82% of teens (13 to 18 years of age) admit to having a traumatic experience in their life, an experience which can continue to haunt them throughout the rest of their lives. Even in the best of situations, complaining seems to be the only way to vent our emotions after a life-changing event. Overcoming it, however, involves more. It means confronting the painful experience, changing our thinking, and waiting on God’s final return to repair our broken world that caused it in the first place. After a year of pandemic disruptions, can we prepare our thoughts for Good Friday and Easter 2021 with a posture of lamenting and not complaining?
Can we think differently? What if we purposefully practice lamenting instead of complaining?
In a recent Wall Street Journal article, What Women Artists Knew About Work, Mason Currey cites Harriet Beecher Stowe’s (“Uncle Tom’s Cabin”) letter to her sister-in-law with these words…
“Since I began this note, I have been called off at least a dozen times – once for the fish-man to buy a codfish – once to see a man who had brought me some baskets of apples – once to see a bookman… then to nurse the baby – then into the kitchen to make a chowder for dinner and now I am at it again, for nothing but deadly determination enables me to ever write – it is rowing against wind and tide.”
As I sit at my desk and computer hashing it out with a multitude of to-do’s nipping at my feet, I feel very close to Harriet. It requires determination and sheer work to find the time to read, think, research and write but I am compelled to do so by the pounding drum within me.
Finding time to create was difficult for many women throughout history. In many ways we have it easier today but media distractions can be one of our fiercest opponents. Technological advancements have disrupted and loaded our lives with interruptions and the one highest on the list is the smartphone in our hands. Its unrelenting grasp hooks us. We often get blindly swept away following social media, watching YouTube or are mesmerized by video games. (more…)
At a recent University of California San Diego lecture, students were told by their professor that a human fetus is comparable to cancer. That it is like a parasite invading the body and reshaping blood vessels in much the same way cancer does. (See the picture above taken at the seminar.)
Our culture today is fraught with manipulating words and bending thoughts. Comparisons are subtly used to change meanings and push social and political agendas. Young student minds and busy media-bombarded consumers are being manipulated without noticing. This nonchalant example in an educational setting allows young minds to be introduced to thinking that an unborn fetus is like a cancer cell. That it is an unwanted enemy of the body and allows women to justify walking into an abortion clinic and disposing of the growth inside them with a clear conscience.
They were taught in a university lecture that the unborn was just an unwanted mass of cells – a parasite.
When former U.S. President Bill Clinton said in 1998 that he “didn’t have sexual relations with that woman” it disrupted cultural and moral thought. Our present-day millennial generation were kids and were watching, as we all were, that apparently, oral sex wasn’t part of having a “sexual relationship.” Young minds saw a high-ranking influential man twist and change the meaning of words to justify his actions. Those young minds at the time are now young adults and his words have infected the thinking of our present-day culture.
It’s why we need to be paying attention to what is being communicated more than ever.
And it’s essential that we take the time to inoculate our kids and grandkids with wisdom. We need to teach them how to use discernment and help them build strong moral foundations that pay off. Our choices matter because words can’t be trusted today. If we believe in marriage we better be committed. If we believe that truth matters then we better stop lying on our taxes, and if an unborn child matters then we better be willing to support women who birth them.
Our media driven culture distracts and overwhelms us from what is significant in our lives.
One can’t go to the grocery store, put gas in a car, or even stand in an elevator without a video screen or advertisement telling us what to do and think. We check our cell phone over a hundred times daily, check them within minutes of getting out of bed and panic when we lose them. Being disconnected is the number one fear teens worry about today. In New York this past spring, a nine-year-old-girl hung herself when her mom told her to go back to bed and then took her cell phone away. And futurists are predicting it’s only going to get worse.
Today we still have the ability to shut off our screens, but our upcoming generations won’t be able to.
Even today factories are testing chips being implanted into employees’ wrists. They can open security doors, buy their lunch in vending machines and clock in and out with the swipe of their wrist. The technology has been used on dogs and cats for years and our Fitbits and iWatches are presently getting us all ready to accept this new technology quickly, without thinking about it.
How shall we then live? How do we keep from mind-bending thought?
We stay savvy and control the noise and engage with God and scripture. Isaiah 26:3 says, “You will keep in perfect peace those whose minds are steadfast, because they trust in you.” We learn to be mindful of how and when these subtle word changes can manipulate our thoughts and affect our choices. We put on protective gear or as the Bible calls it, “the whole armor of God,” so that culture and word pollution doesn’t destroy our choices in life.
What’s interesting is that Jesus also taught us that we are to be responsible for what we say and how we use words to manipulate.
Jesus said: “Listen and understand, It’s not what goes into your mouth that defiles you; you are defiled by the words that come out of your mouth.” (Matthew 15:10-11) Or, another interesting interpretation from the Message Bible says, “Listen and take heart, It’s not what you swallow that pollutes your life, but what you vomit up.” In other words, it’s what you allow yourself to take in and believe and then spew out that corrupts and taints yourself and others. It’s why so many today are resisting the Church. We need to purge ourselves first and take the “plank out of our eye” so that the truth of Jesus can be heard clearly.
Neurologists today are showing that media usage is changing the growth and actual shape of children’s physical brains. Words coupled with the use of visuals are powerful. When a slide pops up in a college lecture of a fetus side by side with a cancerous growth the comparison is damaging and manipulating.
Teach your children well, modern-day parental units. Teach them as Jesus did with words that still are true today: “Train up a child in the way he should go, even when he is old he will not depart from it.” (Proverbs 22:6)
November is the month that Americans pause to give thanks for our abundance. We have much in this country to be thankful for and our freedom to pray and read the Bible is our most important one. For many people, this year has been a year of tragedy and uncertainty as never before. Hurricanes, fires, earthquakes, shootings and health issues to name a few have left us with unspeakable sorrow and suffering. But God’s guiding light can shine through it all if we choose to trust Him. He is always just and righteous even when tragedies and injustices strike and it is hard to understand and trust Him. Our faith can’t be in the answers or results we always want to see or hear; our faith must always be in the great I am. The one who is the beginning and the end – Abba Father.
As this season of Thanksgiving approaches I’m especially grateful for God’s abundance of love, provision, and being able to suffer a while on earth for eternity with Him. Please allow me to give you a gift from my heart – an entry from my new devotional Hope 4 Today: Staying Connected to God in a Distracted Culture. My prayer is that this Thanksgiving you’ll have an extra heaping of God’s abundant love and peace whatever or wherever your circumstances.
Thanks be to God who always causes us to triumph in Christ… II Corinthians 2:14
Mom’s Abundant Life
The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I have come that they may have life, and have it abundantly. John 10:10
It must have been well over one hundred degrees in the Nevada desert that day in August 1960. My family’s banana yellow station wagon lurched and sputtered as the engine failed, and my dad guided it to the side of the road. We were miles from the next gas station. Dad soon hitched a ride with a passing truck leaving me and my two older brothers in my mother’s care. My older brother, Richard was out of the car immediately throwing rocks as we began to hear Robbie, a miracle baby, gasping for breath in the back seat. Born without a valve in his heart, doctors had done experimental surgery replacing this vital part with a pigs valve hoping he would live. The heat of the day was making it difficult for him to breathe.
What seemed like hours began to wear on my fearful five-year-old patience and I started to cry. Mom had to have been worried too, but she didn’t show it. Her peace that day is something I’ll never forget, as she held me close and said, “Kathy, God’s taken us this far. He’s going to take us all the way home.” Her faith was undaunting.
Life can hold unfathomable challenges, but God hasn’t lost sight of us. He’s with us on what seems like abandoned desert roads or hospital rooms. He’ll continue to be there to take us all the way home.
What is one thing you fear? How can God’s peace and provision comfort you today?