Proverbs 12:24
Work hard, and you will be a leader; be lazy, and you will end up a slave.
Scripture taken from the Contemporary English Version © 1991,1992, 1995 by American Bible Society, Used by Permission.
Recently, I heard someone being interviewed on television about her success, and she said, “All of my life, everything centered on work. My parents got up and went to work every day. That was just what you did… this was how we got ahead… this is what I know.” I thought about my own parents and grandparents… especially my dad’s parents – my Mam-ma Polly and grandfather, Truman. Both worked very hard. They went to bed each night right after supper so they could get up around 3:00 a.m. My grandmother cooked a big breakfast, so that my grandfather would have the energy and strength to work hard all day, and she packed his lunch bucket with a healthy lunch.
While Mam-ma cooked breakfast, my Pap-pa tended to his cattle and fed them. Often, my grandmother would also do some household chores … wash a load of laundry, clean the kitchen, iron some clothes. Shortly before 7:00 a.m., she started up the big old yellow school bus that sat in the front yard. If it was winter, she let it warm up a bit before she started her morning route. Then she worked all day as a chairside assistant for a local dentist, while my grandfather operated heavy construction equipment as part of a road crew for our county.
My grandmother picked up her bus riders after school, made the route back to her home, and then she started dinner (and it was never Hamburger Helper!) She worked in her garden, sewed and made hand-pieced quilts, handled household chores, and played with my sister, brother and me when we visited (which was at least once a week).
From the time my grandmother was a little girl of about ten years old, she worked… gathering potatoes for a local farmer, picking strawberries in the spring, carrying firewood for a neighbor, and more. I learned a lot about hard work from my grandparents. And as I have said before…while they virtually scratched out a living all of their lives, I thought they were incredibly rich and successful.
This scripture is about more than working hard for a paycheck. In truth, if you want anything in life, you have to work hard for it. Laziness will make you a slave – and not just to other people upon whom you may depend for the basics of survival… food, clothing and shelter. If you are lazy in how you handle your health and fitness, you will become a slave to doctors, obesity and the troubles it brings, and more. If you are lazy in your relationships, you will become the slave of loneliness and sorrow. If you are lazy in your Christian faith, you will become a slave to the devil. You will give him room – and license – to create frustration and havoc in your life.
Hard work may sound like no fun… but slavery is the real enemy. The key to success and joy is to be responsible and dependable… to work hard… to show up to class or work on time (or early!) and give 100% of your effort… to put determination into your diet and exercise regime…to cultivate your relationships with others… and especially to nurture your relationship with our Heavenly Father.
If you want to follow the ultimate role model for a hard worker, look no further than Jesus Christ. The KING of KINGS was busy every day, traveling and teaching, healing, loving others and demonstrating grace and mercy. Surely His example should demonstrate how important these traits are! If hard work was considered vital to Jesus, shouldn’t it be doubly so for us? How hard are you working these days… in all areas of your life? Where have you become lazy and a bit of a slacker? Isn’t it time to renew your efforts and determination to be free from the slavery of the devil… to live like a leader for the LORD? There is no time like the present… what are you waiting for?
©2012 Debbie Robus
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Daily Devotional for August 10, 2011
John 5:1-9
Soon another Feast came around and Jesus was back in Jerusalem.
Near the Sheep Gate in Jerusalem there was a pool, in Hebrew called Bethesda, with five alcoves. Hundreds of sick people—blind, crippled, paralyzed—were in these alcoves. One man had been an invalid there for thirty-eight years. When Jesus saw him stretched out by the pool and knew how long he had been there, he said, "Do you want to get well?"
The sick man said, "Sir, when the water is stirred, I don't have anybody to put me in the pool. By the time I get there, somebody else is already in."
Jesus said, "Get up, take your bedroll, start walking." The man was healed on the spot. He picked up his bedroll and walked off.
That day happened to be the Sabbath. The Jews stopped the healed man and said, "It's the Sabbath. You can't carry your bedroll around. It's against the rules."
Scripture quotations from The Message. ©1993, 1994, 1995, 1996, 2000, 2001, 2002 by Eugene Peterson. Used by permission of NavPress, Colorado Springs, CO. All rights reserved.
You may remember seeing this scripture passage recently. I used it for a devo on July 29th. However, I recently heard Joyce Meyer preach from this passage, and her “take-away” from the scriptures was so good that I wanted to share it. See, I think God can use the same passage in scripture to speak to us in one way one day – and in another the next… according to what we need. It’s not that one “interpretation” is right and another is wrong... God uses His word to meet our needs for each day in a truly unique manner. This is why the Bible is such a rich and vital resource in successful daily living for each of us!
As Joyce Meyer explained it, this sick man had come to the pool at Bethesda every day for 38 years. Each time the water was stirred by the angels, one person was able to dip his/her foot and be healed. Apparently this man was so sick or crippled that he had never made it to the pool ahead of the others who gathered. Joyce’s comment was something to the effect of… “Surely in 38 years this man could have scooted close enough to be the first in line to dip a toe!” What she heard in this scripture was Jesus rather impatiently saying to the man, “Don’t you want to be well?” In other words, “What have you been waiting on? Get up and get going!”
Where my message a few days ago was “be patient,” Joyce’s message was “get up and get on with it!” And both are appropriate messages. There may be a lot of us who are stuck in a rut of some sort… often of our own making… and God is telling us to get up and get going! We have all sorts of excuses… I’m too young – or too old… I need to lose 10 pounds first – or I’m not strong enough… I need to get my own life in order before I can help someone else… I don’t have enough money… I’m not smart enough or brave enough – or holy enough!
To all of these excuses… and many others… Jesus says, “Don’t you want to be well?” In other words, “Get up and get going!” Patience is a great virtue… one most of us could use more of in a healthy dose! But there is also something to be said for picking ourselves up and putting one foot in front of the other… being proactive… stepping up and out on faith in Jesus Christ – and letting Him handle the details.
So my question today for each of us is, “Don’t we want to be well? Isn’t it time we scooted closer to the pool and stuck in our toe?”
©2011 Debbie Robus
Soon another Feast came around and Jesus was back in Jerusalem.
Near the Sheep Gate in Jerusalem there was a pool, in Hebrew called Bethesda, with five alcoves. Hundreds of sick people—blind, crippled, paralyzed—were in these alcoves. One man had been an invalid there for thirty-eight years. When Jesus saw him stretched out by the pool and knew how long he had been there, he said, "Do you want to get well?"
The sick man said, "Sir, when the water is stirred, I don't have anybody to put me in the pool. By the time I get there, somebody else is already in."
Jesus said, "Get up, take your bedroll, start walking." The man was healed on the spot. He picked up his bedroll and walked off.
That day happened to be the Sabbath. The Jews stopped the healed man and said, "It's the Sabbath. You can't carry your bedroll around. It's against the rules."
Scripture quotations from The Message. ©1993, 1994, 1995, 1996, 2000, 2001, 2002 by Eugene Peterson. Used by permission of NavPress, Colorado Springs, CO. All rights reserved.
You may remember seeing this scripture passage recently. I used it for a devo on July 29th. However, I recently heard Joyce Meyer preach from this passage, and her “take-away” from the scriptures was so good that I wanted to share it. See, I think God can use the same passage in scripture to speak to us in one way one day – and in another the next… according to what we need. It’s not that one “interpretation” is right and another is wrong... God uses His word to meet our needs for each day in a truly unique manner. This is why the Bible is such a rich and vital resource in successful daily living for each of us!
As Joyce Meyer explained it, this sick man had come to the pool at Bethesda every day for 38 years. Each time the water was stirred by the angels, one person was able to dip his/her foot and be healed. Apparently this man was so sick or crippled that he had never made it to the pool ahead of the others who gathered. Joyce’s comment was something to the effect of… “Surely in 38 years this man could have scooted close enough to be the first in line to dip a toe!” What she heard in this scripture was Jesus rather impatiently saying to the man, “Don’t you want to be well?” In other words, “What have you been waiting on? Get up and get going!”
Where my message a few days ago was “be patient,” Joyce’s message was “get up and get on with it!” And both are appropriate messages. There may be a lot of us who are stuck in a rut of some sort… often of our own making… and God is telling us to get up and get going! We have all sorts of excuses… I’m too young – or too old… I need to lose 10 pounds first – or I’m not strong enough… I need to get my own life in order before I can help someone else… I don’t have enough money… I’m not smart enough or brave enough – or holy enough!
To all of these excuses… and many others… Jesus says, “Don’t you want to be well?” In other words, “Get up and get going!” Patience is a great virtue… one most of us could use more of in a healthy dose! But there is also something to be said for picking ourselves up and putting one foot in front of the other… being proactive… stepping up and out on faith in Jesus Christ – and letting Him handle the details.
So my question today for each of us is, “Don’t we want to be well? Isn’t it time we scooted closer to the pool and stuck in our toe?”
©2011 Debbie Robus
Daily Devotional for December 16, 2010
Isaiah 38:16-19
Your words and your deeds bring life to everyone, including me. Please make me healthy and strong again. It was for my own good that I had such hard times. But your love protected me from doom in the deep pit, and you turned your eyes none of those in the deep pit can hope for you to show them how faithful you are. Only the living can thank you, as I am doing today. Each generation tells the next about your faithfulness...
Scripture taken from the Contemporary English Version © 1991,1992, 1995 by American Bible Society, Used by Permission.
I started following the story of Job McCully from Bigelow, Arkansas, (his name is pronounced “JOBE” – like the man whose story is recorded in the Bible) in 2006. Job was diagnosed with leukemia and received a bone marrow transplant in 2002, at the age of four. He went into remission until the following year, but then he developed RSV pneumonia and other lung issues, and subsequently, his lungs deteriorated to the point that the only hope was a lung transplant. In 2006, Job was treated in children’s hospitals from Little Rock to Houston to St. Louis, logging more than 365 consecutive days in the hospital.
More than once during this time, doctors told Job’s parents, “He won’t make it. Sign papers to remove life support if needed. This is it.” Every time, Job’s parents walked away. Job’s mother would politely say something to the effect of, “When God tells me to sign, I will… but He has not told me to do so.” Job suffered so much and was so weary and weak… his little body was poked and prodded, and I have to tell you, I began to wonder if it wouldn’t be better to let him go to heaven and be with Jesus. The faith of this child never wavered, unlike mine.
On December 11, 2007, Job received new lungs. Truly, the “eleventh hour” had come, and this was his only hope of survival. Job’s mother Tina kept a journal throughout his ordeal on a website called CaringBridge, and she often wrote such notes as this: Dear Lord, please have mercy and compassion on Job and heal his little body. Restore him to perfect health. In Jesus’ name I ask. AMEN. I have to believe that every person who read Tina’s posts – and those of Job’s grandmother (who was enduring her own battle with breast cancer) – were lifted and given renewed hope and faith in God’s promises. And I know that I was humbled by their steadfast belief that God would heal this little boy.
Since the transplant, Job has survived Histoplasmosis (a lung disease the doctors didn’t know was in his transplanted organs), CMV, Adenovirus… and now he is diabetic. He is taking treatments for bone density… his bones are so weak that a knee gave out as he walked down the hall at school, and his foot broke in three places. The ABC Extreme Home Makeover team built Job’s family a new, safe, mold-free house in 2008.
Job is twelve now and in the seventh grade. His family is recovering from their ordeal, and they continue to be a source of inspiration to others as they share their story – and their faith. I am moved to tears as I read the journal entries and remember all that this family has endured… and how their faith remained steadfast. If you want to read this remarkable story for yourself, go to www.caringbridge.org/ar/job. And the next time you decide that your problems are too big, think of Job. Remember that the God who delivered this precious boy… gave him new lungs and new hopes and dreams… the God who pulled him from the pit of death and despair… can deliver you, too. Nothing is too big for God. Until He says it’s finished, there’s always hope and a fight worth continuing.
Think of Job this December… thank God for using a now-12-year-old boy to show us how to escape the deep pits of our lives…and for continuing to use him as he lives out his faithfulness and shares the message of hope in Jesus for generations to come.
©2010 Debbie Robus
Your words and your deeds bring life to everyone, including me. Please make me healthy and strong again. It was for my own good that I had such hard times. But your love protected me from doom in the deep pit, and you turned your eyes none of those in the deep pit can hope for you to show them how faithful you are. Only the living can thank you, as I am doing today. Each generation tells the next about your faithfulness...
Scripture taken from the Contemporary English Version © 1991,1992, 1995 by American Bible Society, Used by Permission.
I started following the story of Job McCully from Bigelow, Arkansas, (his name is pronounced “JOBE” – like the man whose story is recorded in the Bible) in 2006. Job was diagnosed with leukemia and received a bone marrow transplant in 2002, at the age of four. He went into remission until the following year, but then he developed RSV pneumonia and other lung issues, and subsequently, his lungs deteriorated to the point that the only hope was a lung transplant. In 2006, Job was treated in children’s hospitals from Little Rock to Houston to St. Louis, logging more than 365 consecutive days in the hospital.
More than once during this time, doctors told Job’s parents, “He won’t make it. Sign papers to remove life support if needed. This is it.” Every time, Job’s parents walked away. Job’s mother would politely say something to the effect of, “When God tells me to sign, I will… but He has not told me to do so.” Job suffered so much and was so weary and weak… his little body was poked and prodded, and I have to tell you, I began to wonder if it wouldn’t be better to let him go to heaven and be with Jesus. The faith of this child never wavered, unlike mine.
On December 11, 2007, Job received new lungs. Truly, the “eleventh hour” had come, and this was his only hope of survival. Job’s mother Tina kept a journal throughout his ordeal on a website called CaringBridge, and she often wrote such notes as this: Dear Lord, please have mercy and compassion on Job and heal his little body. Restore him to perfect health. In Jesus’ name I ask. AMEN. I have to believe that every person who read Tina’s posts – and those of Job’s grandmother (who was enduring her own battle with breast cancer) – were lifted and given renewed hope and faith in God’s promises. And I know that I was humbled by their steadfast belief that God would heal this little boy.
Since the transplant, Job has survived Histoplasmosis (a lung disease the doctors didn’t know was in his transplanted organs), CMV, Adenovirus… and now he is diabetic. He is taking treatments for bone density… his bones are so weak that a knee gave out as he walked down the hall at school, and his foot broke in three places. The ABC Extreme Home Makeover team built Job’s family a new, safe, mold-free house in 2008.
Job is twelve now and in the seventh grade. His family is recovering from their ordeal, and they continue to be a source of inspiration to others as they share their story – and their faith. I am moved to tears as I read the journal entries and remember all that this family has endured… and how their faith remained steadfast. If you want to read this remarkable story for yourself, go to www.caringbridge.org/ar/job. And the next time you decide that your problems are too big, think of Job. Remember that the God who delivered this precious boy… gave him new lungs and new hopes and dreams… the God who pulled him from the pit of death and despair… can deliver you, too. Nothing is too big for God. Until He says it’s finished, there’s always hope and a fight worth continuing.
Think of Job this December… thank God for using a now-12-year-old boy to show us how to escape the deep pits of our lives…and for continuing to use him as he lives out his faithfulness and shares the message of hope in Jesus for generations to come.
©2010 Debbie Robus
Daily Devotional for July 14, 2010
Acts 26:16
“Now stand up. I have appeared to you, because I have chosen you to be my servant. You are to tell others what you have learned about me and what I will show you later."
Scripture taken from the Contemporary English Version © 1991,1992, 1995 by American Bible Society, Used by Permission.
If you saw my house, you might not believe this, but I’m something of a stickler for neatness and cleanliness. And when it comes to Timothy, some would probably say I’m obsessive. If I know he is coming to visit, I vacuum the floors, disinfect his toys, change the linens in his crib, and make sure everything is in order. I consider it a great honor that my niece trusts us to care for her child, and I want to be sure I do everything necessary to ensure he is safe, loved, and nurtured when he is with us.
We all give attention to what is important to us. For some, it may be a prized vehicle. Maybe you wash your car several times a week and make sure it stays in tip-top running condition. Others may have a special collection… a sport they devote time and attention to… or even a gadget, such as an iPhone, laptop, or home theater. Whatever we value, we give care and attention.
Do we give this much care and attention to our relationship with God? Shouldn’t we? If God loves us so much that He chose us to be His servants, doesn’t this indicate how important we are to Him? Doesn’t this merit the care, attention, and nurturing of our relationship with Him? While you may feel you take pretty good care of your relationship with God, I assure you, none of us does enough. Ask Him to show you where you could step it up a level… then get busy doing so. We’ve been chosen to be Christ’s servants… it’s time to stand up and act like it!
©2010 Debbie Robus
“Now stand up. I have appeared to you, because I have chosen you to be my servant. You are to tell others what you have learned about me and what I will show you later."
Scripture taken from the Contemporary English Version © 1991,1992, 1995 by American Bible Society, Used by Permission.
If you saw my house, you might not believe this, but I’m something of a stickler for neatness and cleanliness. And when it comes to Timothy, some would probably say I’m obsessive. If I know he is coming to visit, I vacuum the floors, disinfect his toys, change the linens in his crib, and make sure everything is in order. I consider it a great honor that my niece trusts us to care for her child, and I want to be sure I do everything necessary to ensure he is safe, loved, and nurtured when he is with us.
We all give attention to what is important to us. For some, it may be a prized vehicle. Maybe you wash your car several times a week and make sure it stays in tip-top running condition. Others may have a special collection… a sport they devote time and attention to… or even a gadget, such as an iPhone, laptop, or home theater. Whatever we value, we give care and attention.
Do we give this much care and attention to our relationship with God? Shouldn’t we? If God loves us so much that He chose us to be His servants, doesn’t this indicate how important we are to Him? Doesn’t this merit the care, attention, and nurturing of our relationship with Him? While you may feel you take pretty good care of your relationship with God, I assure you, none of us does enough. Ask Him to show you where you could step it up a level… then get busy doing so. We’ve been chosen to be Christ’s servants… it’s time to stand up and act like it!
©2010 Debbie Robus
Daily Devotional for July 3, 2010
Psalm 31:24
All who trust the LORD, be cheerful and strong.
Scripture taken from the Contemporary English Version © 1991,1992, 1995 by American Bible Society, Used by Permission.
Is life getting you down these days? Do you feel like you don’t have what it takes to keep going? Then you need to hear about Charlsie Baldridge Little, a woman who had plenty of reasons to give up and let life get her down. Mrs. Little died on June 30, at the age of 102. She was a single mother and a "career woman" long before either of those terms was commonly applied to women. On “Pearl Harbor Day” – December 7, 1941 - her husband James was helping fight a fire at the GEM theater in Heber Springs, when a wall collapsed. James was critically injured and died, leaving Charlsie with two young sons to rear alone. She was a school teacher, and her salary was only $100 a month.
Mrs. Little managed to save enough money from her meager salary to take the boys on summer vacations and to attend cultural events, such as operas and plays. Her son Jack tells of traveling by bus to Little Rock to hear his first opera at the Robinson Auditorium when he was a small boy. In the summers, Mrs. Little left her boys with their grandparents, while she attended Peabody College in Nashville, Tennessee, and obtained a Master’s Degree in education. She taught in schools throughout the state of Arkansas and ultimately became an elementary principal and college supervisor of teachers before she retired in 1973. But Mrs. Little did not retire from education completely. She helped to establish the Cleburne County Historical Society and served as the editor of its member publication. Later, she wrote a book, Upon this Rock, chronicling the history of the First Baptist Church of Heber Springs. For this she traveled to Ouachita Baptist University in Arkadelphia to gather information.
Throughout all of her life, Mrs. Little was pragmatic – always sensible and strong. She trusted God to see her through every trial and difficulty, and she met them head-on. Her daughter-in-law, Barbara, described her as “a force to be reckoned with” – and indeed, she was, in her matter-of-fact, no-nonsense manner. In recent years, she buried her son, Jim, who died suddenly of a heart attack, and after that, grandson Aaron, who had cancer. She endured the loss of brothers and other family members. And anyone who lives 102 years just sees a lot of challenges and hardships along the way. But Mrs. Little met them with dignity and courage, and she served as a tremendous influence and role model for countless people, particularly women. At her funeral, the pastor said, “Charlsie showed young women that they can have a career and be successful.” She also modeled strength and faith in God for each person she encountered.
Hardships and struggles are nothing new. Ours just seem worse because they are our own! But the God who met Charlsie Little’s needs is the same God who can carry our burdens and give us new joys. With God, all things are possible – even those that seem so very hard. Trust Him… be strong and of good cheer. Take a good look at faithful men and women like Charlsie Little, and be encouraged and inspired… and keep trying. At Mrs. Charlsie’s funeral, we sang “Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing,” and “Great is Thy Faithfulness.” In the latter hymn, the chorus says in part, “Morning by morning new mercies I see… All I have needed Thy hand hath provided… Great is Thy Faithfulness, Lord unto me.” This is a good “mantra” for all of us… all that we need God HAS provided… and his faithfulness toward us is indeed great.
©2010 Debbie Robus
All who trust the LORD, be cheerful and strong.
Scripture taken from the Contemporary English Version © 1991,1992, 1995 by American Bible Society, Used by Permission.
Is life getting you down these days? Do you feel like you don’t have what it takes to keep going? Then you need to hear about Charlsie Baldridge Little, a woman who had plenty of reasons to give up and let life get her down. Mrs. Little died on June 30, at the age of 102. She was a single mother and a "career woman" long before either of those terms was commonly applied to women. On “Pearl Harbor Day” – December 7, 1941 - her husband James was helping fight a fire at the GEM theater in Heber Springs, when a wall collapsed. James was critically injured and died, leaving Charlsie with two young sons to rear alone. She was a school teacher, and her salary was only $100 a month.
Mrs. Little managed to save enough money from her meager salary to take the boys on summer vacations and to attend cultural events, such as operas and plays. Her son Jack tells of traveling by bus to Little Rock to hear his first opera at the Robinson Auditorium when he was a small boy. In the summers, Mrs. Little left her boys with their grandparents, while she attended Peabody College in Nashville, Tennessee, and obtained a Master’s Degree in education. She taught in schools throughout the state of Arkansas and ultimately became an elementary principal and college supervisor of teachers before she retired in 1973. But Mrs. Little did not retire from education completely. She helped to establish the Cleburne County Historical Society and served as the editor of its member publication. Later, she wrote a book, Upon this Rock, chronicling the history of the First Baptist Church of Heber Springs. For this she traveled to Ouachita Baptist University in Arkadelphia to gather information.
Throughout all of her life, Mrs. Little was pragmatic – always sensible and strong. She trusted God to see her through every trial and difficulty, and she met them head-on. Her daughter-in-law, Barbara, described her as “a force to be reckoned with” – and indeed, she was, in her matter-of-fact, no-nonsense manner. In recent years, she buried her son, Jim, who died suddenly of a heart attack, and after that, grandson Aaron, who had cancer. She endured the loss of brothers and other family members. And anyone who lives 102 years just sees a lot of challenges and hardships along the way. But Mrs. Little met them with dignity and courage, and she served as a tremendous influence and role model for countless people, particularly women. At her funeral, the pastor said, “Charlsie showed young women that they can have a career and be successful.” She also modeled strength and faith in God for each person she encountered.
Hardships and struggles are nothing new. Ours just seem worse because they are our own! But the God who met Charlsie Little’s needs is the same God who can carry our burdens and give us new joys. With God, all things are possible – even those that seem so very hard. Trust Him… be strong and of good cheer. Take a good look at faithful men and women like Charlsie Little, and be encouraged and inspired… and keep trying. At Mrs. Charlsie’s funeral, we sang “Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing,” and “Great is Thy Faithfulness.” In the latter hymn, the chorus says in part, “Morning by morning new mercies I see… All I have needed Thy hand hath provided… Great is Thy Faithfulness, Lord unto me.” This is a good “mantra” for all of us… all that we need God HAS provided… and his faithfulness toward us is indeed great.
©2010 Debbie Robus
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