Evil, Birthdays, and FOMO

FOMO. The word is not in the old dictionary that’s still hanging out on my shelf after my college years. It has only appeared in our English language in the lifetime of my grandchildren. Yet this word has already found a place in respected online dictionaries like Merriam-Webster, although I think Mr. Webster would have absolutely no grasp of the culture that created this word.

I thought about this word as my life, speeding along this year of 2019, rounded the curve of a milestone birthday this past weekend.

And FOMO has infected me as I keep pondering three verses that the Spirit highlighted for me when I recently read again one of my favorite books—1 Peter. These verses have been on my mind every day for almost a month, so it’s high time to be sharing these thoughts with you.

So get rid of all evil behavior. Be done with all deceit, hypocrisy, jealousy, and all unkind speech. Like newborn babies, you must crave pure spiritual milk so that you will grow into a full experience of salvation. Cry out for this nourishment now that you have had a taste of the Lord’s kindness.
(1 Peter 2:1-3)

Did your mind shut off after reading Get rid of evil behavior? Or did something snap awake as you went on to the next sentence? That’s what happened to me. Evil behavior—yes, I’m done with that. At least, I want to be. But look again at the examples Peter then lists. Those things keep nudging their way into my life, often in the most subtle ways. As I write this, I’ve been awake less than an hour of this new day, and already I’ve battled one—no, two—of those things Peter links with the word evil.

How stealthy and cunning our enemy is, as he works to lure us off God’s path! So stay alert today, sisters and brothers.

The second thought about this passage is that Peter writes of having a “taste” of the Lord’s kindness. To understand this, go back to the preceding paragraphs. Peter has just written about God’s wonderful salvation—that long ago, the Creator already had a plan to rescue us from the evil that infected the world, save us from an empty life, cleanse us, and re-birth us into a new life that will last forever.

Oh! To my soul, that seems much more than a “taste.” That’s life-giving food and water to me.

Yet Peter calls this only a taste of all God has for us. There’s more, so much more. There’s a “full experience of salvation.”

Now, are you feeling tremors of FOMO rising in your heart and head?

FOMO is the new word—acronym, buzz word, or slang, whatever you want to call it—for the Fear Of Missing Out. In these days dominated by the internet and social media, we are bombarded by all kinds of information about the world and other people’s lives. And for some people, FOMO sets in: a fear that something exciting or wonderful is happening somewhere, and I am missing out.

What Peter wrote centuries ago has triggered a case of FOMO in me. Another birthday has come and gone. (For those of you who haven’t discovered it yet, here’s the law of earthly birthdays: The higher the number, the more quickly the year evaporates.)

Yes, I am living a life that will not end. But in this season of my life—in this earthly season—I don’t want to miss out on the full experience God has for me.

God’s “plan of salvation.” We hear those words and think of Jesus Christ dying for us, forgiving our sins, and promising us eternal life. Yet through Peter’s words here, God is telling us that’s only the beginning, only a taste of everything He has planned for those who come to Him. He says, There’s a whole lot more, my children!

Do you want the full experience of your salvation? I do.

Peter writes, “Cry out for this nourishment.” That’s what I’ll be doing in the following weeks. Come along with me. No matter where each of us is on the salvation journey, God has so much more planned.

This week, cry out for the Spirit to cleanse your life of evil behavior, and ask that He guides and nourishes us as we grow up into the full experience of our salvation. God’s Word reassures us that He rewards those who seek Him and draws near to those who draw near to Him. He’ll be here with us.


Growing up and being discipled

“What do you want to be when you grow up?” How many times do you suppose you, as a child, were confronted with that question?

Surely sensible adults know that a child of five or six or even ten does not have a clear idea of what it means to be “grown up,” much less of “what” he or she wants to be as an adult. Yet the question keeps popping up, perhaps because it opens a window into a child’s mind. From the answers, we learn what lights the imagination, dreams, and excitement of that child.

Child of God, what do you want to be when you grow up? What image are you holding as your ideal? To what do you aspire? What attracts and excites and inspires you?

We know that for anyone to grow up and become the person of their childhood (or adult!) dreams, training is involved. To be a doctor, that five-year-old will need to persevere through rigorous years of study and hands-on training. To be a gardener, hands must meet dirt, and secrets of growing things must somehow be absorbed through work of one’s own and study of others’ work. To be an Olympian, utter devotion to coaching, hard work, and discipline must prevail. To be a mommy or a daddy, a person must grow up in practical nurturing and love. No matter what dream a child holds, there’s growing up to be done—through knowledge, guidance, and experience.

And most of us have discovered that no matter our age, there’s still a little more growing up to be done.

For us, brothers and sisters in God’s family, there’s also growing up to be done. Whether we’re two years in the family or fifty-two years in the family, we still have growing up to do.

And here is where the analogy breaks down.

Because as children of God, we can answer the question of “what” we want to be when we’re grown up with an answer you’ve probably never heard from a child:

“I want to be perfect. I want to be complete.”

The children of God can say this? Yes, the children of God can say this. We can hold this hope as our ambition and our ultimate goal.

It’s radical. But we base this on our Father’s promise: He is daily growing us toward that perfection. This dream of ours is in the works. We hold the hope that someday this process will be complete and perfect, but God has already started the process! He is carefully fashioning His masterpiece in whatever happens in your life today!

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A question has been prowling around my days for some time now: Under whose tutelage have I been studying?

These thoughts were prompted by Keith Ferrin’s quote of Michayla White, Executive Director of International Network of Children’s Ministry. She said: “If you’re reading it regularly, looking at it regularly, and listening to it regularly, you’re being discipled by it.”

I am becoming every day, growing into, moving toward, being discipled. The question is, Who am I following?

What am I reading regularly?

What am I looking at regularly?

What am I listening to regularly?

Who is discipling me?

God lives with His children, here to help us grow up into the plan He’s had for His people from the very beginning. His Spirit is within us to teach us, guide us, and produce His wisdom and fruit.

(That’s amazing, isn’t it? God doesn’t stand off in heaven somewhere, issuing edicts and then observing, keeping record of how we’re doing, and judging… No, He is living right here with us, working on His new creation and masterpiece—the new you and the new me.)

But we know that the enemy of our souls always works against what the Spirit wants to do within us. We can expect that. And he works in some of the most sinister and cunning ways. None of us would claim to be disciples of Satan, but what things in our lives is Satan using to disciple us in ways opposing God’s plan—and we’re allowing it?

God has given us a choice in who we follow. And the one who disciples us is the one who is guiding our “growing up.”

I am still growing up as God’s child. But I know “what” I want to be:

Letting the Spirit control your mind leads to life and peace.
Romans 8:6

The Holy Spirit produces this kind of fruit in our lives:
love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control.
Galatians 5:22-23



PROMISE: The LORD says, “I will guide you along the best pathway for your life. I will advise you and watch over you.” (Psalm 32:8)

MORE: Romans 8:5-13; Galatians 5:16-26;





My friend!

Something has happened.

I’m writing this with my thoughts tumbling, one over another. So far, I only know bits and pieces, but the news has flooded my heart and mind with great expectation and hope.

Yesterday the grapevine sizzled with rumors that the teacher from Nazareth is alive. Again!

I know, I know. It sounds like something only a fool would believe. I could not believe it either, until I talked with one man who actually walked and talked with him. And I tell you, that man is changed in a way I’ve never seen before.

You see what this means? If the teacher has really beaten death, if the power of God can defeat our most relentless enemy, and if that power is in this world and working for those who follow this man…

That changes everything!

I wanted you to know.



Dear Friend,

Yesterday was a long, dark Sabbath. I confess I felt as though there was no point at all in observing the Sabbath. God seems to have abandoned us.

If this teacher truly was sent from God, why would God allow such an awful ending to his life? Why cut him off before he had accomplished his mission? What about all those promises God made us?

Or perhaps this wasn’t the one we have been waiting for. Or perhaps… perhaps God has changed his mind.

I was just beginning to hope this man could change the world. Could change our lives. MY life. We couldn’t help but hope, as we listened to his words. He was introducing us to God in a completely new way. At least, I thought I was beginning to see God in all this.

But where was God on Friday?

My friend, I think you’ll understand the dark places my mind is going to. Any hope that had begun to flicker in me was snuffed out on Friday.



Dear Friend,

I hardly know what to write. Yesterday was such a terrible, black day.

You remember the man I’ve been telling you about? The teacher who claimed to be from God? He’s been executed. He’s dead.

Everything happened so fast. He was arrested sometime during the night, and apparently there was a mob and a sham of a trial, and the next thing we knew, he was hanging on a cross out there on Golgotha.

Strange things happened yesterday–and just at the time he died. Unusual darkness. An earthquake. Some trouble at the Temple (the details I’ve heard are unbelievable, impossible, so I still need to find out what the truth is about that incident). And some people are telling wild tales about ghosts walking the streets of the city.

Whoever or whatever he really was, his death seemed to shake heaven and earth.

But all that’s left now is this heavy, hopeless sadness. Evil wins. Again.