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You know how you stumble around in the dark until your hand finds the light?  When you flip that switch, you can clearly see where you’re going.  Then when you go to bed, you flip that very same switch and immediately love the darkness that surrounds you as you climb into bed.

Are there ever times when you wish you could flip some kind of switch in your brain?

Wildly waving my hand over here.  Me!  Me!  Me!  I want to climb into bed and flip a brain switch.  No more worrying, no more planning, no more making mental lists, no more thinking.  Please!

I know I’m not alone in my wish.

off switch

Sleep does not come naturally to me.  I envy my husband who falls into bed and is off to slumberland in ten minutes.  Unless I have run myself ragged until midnight, I can never just crawl in bed and go to sleep.

But it’s not that my body isn’t tired that is the problem.  It’s what runs through my mind.  If only *that* would go away, I could sleep!  My body is worn out and my muscles ache.  If it weren’t for my racing thoughts, I’d be out like that light!

When I was a young mom, I thought when I got older my nightly lists and worries would be gone.  WRONG!

And you’d think I would have learned the trick of turning everything over to God for at least 8 hours.

I’m not trying to discourage you from thinking things don’t get better as you get farther along in your Christian life; I’m trying to let you know that we all share similar frustrations.  And growing older in age does not guarantee volumes of answers to our problems and cares.

What I have learned, however, is that I don’t know how I would’ve contended in this world without God, my Father, to talk with each night.  What do people do who have no Abiding Spirit, no Comforter, no Healer and Creator to cry out to?

Each night as I begin to unwind in bed and turn things over to God, I try to remember to apologize to Him for searching for ways to work things out on my own.

And I tell God I’m sorry for just plain not knowing how to ask Him for the right things or even knowing *what* to ask for.  Turning over my frustrations about my own prayers and rambling thoughts and whirling brain often lets me relax enough to simply thank God for the simple things.  Simple things which I’ve been given all day long by Him, and which I’ve taken for granted.

Beginning to thank Him most often leads to that switch in my brain which turns into sleep.

Knowing that God is always “on” with no “OFF” switch is a great comfort, too.  If I wake in the middle of the night, I can turn to His forever glowing Glory and seek His “light” and see my way into his presence without stumbling.

I think that is God’s plan.

by Cindy Best


We are faced with another passing.  Another friend.  Another family.  Another loss.

Is your heart heavy?  Come to Jesus.  His burden is light.  He gives us a Comforter and a promise of God’s kind of peace.

As Pastor Clegg said at the time of Gina Higbee’s death, we do not grieve as those without hope.  Thank God alone for that!  This world is a world without hope.  Except for the grace of God through Jesus Christ, we would grieve as the world grieves.  But He gives us a forever-life with our forever-family and friends.  Gina and Jim Brown are experiencing that.  Tina believes that.

God GIVES it.  He GAVE it.  Before the earth was even made.  Before you and I and all our loved ones existed.

Cross on a hill

Think of that!

It means you have nothing to do with the salvation God planned.  There is nothing you could do to change His plans for you to be in heaven with Him, because you have no part in the arrangements He has made.  Christ provided your way to God and once you know that, you can be assured He is engaged in preparing His house for you.

How awesome is our God!  How worthy to be praised!  How deserving of our love and thanksgiving.

His promise is done.  Completed.  If you ever had a doubt that He loves you, look at the Cross of Christ.  Where is it in history?  Behind you.

“It is finished,” Jesus said.  God is the God of all time…past, present and future.  And because of that, what He says ‘about’ time stands forever.  When Christ spoke on that cross, his words agreed with what God had already proclaimed.  That once, and for all time, the price of sin was paid.

Jesus paid it all.

All to Him I owe.

Sin had left a crimson stain.

He washed it white as snow.

Let us all say, “Amen and Amen!”

And remember to pray for all who grieve losses, including Margaret’s loss of her sister-in-law.

by Cindy Best

Most everyone knows it is best to lock the doors of a house and car while away.  The possibility of thieves is just too great to ignore.  In fact, today there are whole businesses built around the protection of our “things.”  And, of course, if our children are around we always warn them to keep doors locked at all times to keep any danger away from them.  Nothing good can be said about people who only want to hurt others.

On the other hand, someone who can be classified as a “helper” brings praise to our lips.  Think of those who bring meals when someone is sick, or send cards to encourage, or offer to drive us somewhere when we’re without a car.  Help comes in many ways.  We can hire our own help: for lawn care, painting our homes, cleaning our homes.  And the usual things we may not even think of as being “help:”  dry cleaners, restaurants, doctors and hospitals.

Jesus even talked about thieves.  He pointed out that the thief comes around only to steal and take away and destroy.  In John 10:10, Christ likened the spiritual thief to a literal thief.  Yet, we so often fail to think about the spiritual thievery going on in our lives each day.  Could it be because we have failed to place “value” on spiritual possessions?

For insurance purposes, we might video catalog or list those possessions we want covered under our policies.  Of how much more value are the blessings we possess from God?  Do we let the master Thief take them from us without even thinking?  Without locking our hearts and minds against the lies of Satan?  Without protecting ourselves and our children with prayer each day?  Without teaching our youth the many ways they will be deceived by the words of this world and failing to give them the words of God to throw at the Enemy?

God has given us the Ultimate Helper to be with us at all times, available at our momentary call.  The Spirit has access to all of God and therefore is able to give us all the strength, guidance and protection God offers.  I pray we remember to protect ourselves from the thieves of this world.  Thieves who would steal our joy in Christ, steal our time with our families, steal our rest and reliance on God.  The Destroyer of our soul wishes to only do harm.

Remember God sent Christ to give us the help we need to have an abundant life.  Not less, but more!  What a priceless possession!  Thinking on Christ will bless you.  If you feel anything other than blessing in Christ’s presence, you can be sure it is the Destroyer of Peace who is breaking into your heart to steal.

Lock yourselves into God’s Word and receive His peace!

by Cindy Best

One night during a particularly terrible thunderstorm, my then-six-year-old daughter came into our bedroom and asked, “May I sleep with you?”  Her voice quivered with fear.

Yes,” I said, “until the storm is over.”

With tenacity and emphasis in her tone, she told me, “I want to stay here until it’s all gone.”  Then she snuggled peacefully into the space between her father and me.

While she lay there, the intensity of the storm grew worse and worse.  Lightning flashed, and the thunder rolled in reverberating rumbles all around our house; but my little one never murmured or moved.  She felt safe with us.  We were not making the storm any less violent, but she knew she was secure because of her trust in us.

As I gently stroked her back, some God-thoughts went through my mind.  Why can’t I trust God like thatWhy can’t I rest in His love?  I know God loves me, so why can’t I give over my fears to Him?

The next day, I went to the book of Psalms and found many verses to ponder.  King David is one of my favorite Bible heroes, and I think he is so awesome because he writes both about his great and wonderful thoughts and about his most intimate fears and failures.  It didn’t take long to read Psalm 23 and meditate on the provision of the Lord.

But Psalm 4:8 also spoke to my heart: “I will lay me down in peace, and sleep: for you, Lord, make me dwell in safety.”

With the storm of the previous evening in mind, I was reassured that though the storms of life threaten and are scary, if I go to God and trust Him, and rest in the space between His arms, I will be safe.  The storms may not lessen in intensity or duration—in fact, they may well get worse—but I will be protected.

Since I, as a parent, have protected my children and comforted them during their frightening experiences, I’ve learned to become as a little child to God.  I cry out and run to Him, asking Him to help me firmly stand in His love for me…often pleading to feel His love in a very real way during frightening times.

From my experience as a parent who responds to whatever fears and trials my children might have, I know without doubt that God will be my comfort and strength.  He is my shelter, my Rock, my tower of safety.  Nothing can harm me.

There is a beautiful painting depicting this peaceful feeling:  a little bird sits calmly in its swaying nest amidst a fierce storm.  Complete trust in God our Father—Creator of us and of the storms.  That is peace!

by Cindy Best

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