Bible Passages
Read Psalm 145:1-6.
4Rejoice in the Lord always; again I will say, rejoice! 5Let your gentle spirit be known to all men. The Lord is near.6Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God. 7And the peace of God, which surpasses all comprehension, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.
8Finally, brethren, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is of good repute, if there is any excellence and if anything worthy of praise, dwell on these things. 9The things you have learned and received and heard and seen in me, practice these things, and the God of peace will be with you. – Philipians 4:4-9 (NASB1995)
Devotion
I grew up in a life of privilege. I am proud, looking back, of the childhood I had. At the time, I took it all for granted. As a child, however, I didn’t fully appreciate how rich we were. Many times, I resented our circumstances. I just didn’t understand. I truly believed we were dirt poor.
My father was a country preacher. His assignments were primarily small churches struggling to keep the lights on and the bills paid. Attendance was dwindling. There were times we were given chickens, eggs, fruits, vegetables, and other food items to supplement, and sometimes instead of, pay. My mother often worked, usually as a teacher or an office assistant, to help ends meet. At times, my dad took another job so we could afford to serve God through his ministry. I often received hand-me-downs from relatives, church members, and friends of my parents. I resented the used clothing and toys. I didn’t realize then how blessed we were, and hated having to leave my friends (and once even my dog) behind as we moved on to the next church in need.
I thought we were paupers. Through faith in God, we always had enough money and resources to get by. I didn’t really appreciate it then. Looking back as an adult, I realize what a privileged life I had. I got to see first-hand how God takes care of his flock, and not just my immediate family. I got to witness miracles and blessings on a regular basis. I realize now how full my childhood was.
My father had the gift of faith healing. I took for granted that people were healed by faith. My parents were true believers in God’s miracles, and made believers out of me and my brother. I don’t remember a time we didn’t believe in miracles.
Early in my father’s ministry, a man’s arm was caught in a thrasher and severely mangled. It was so bad, they were planning to remove the arm once he was stable enough for surgery. Through prayer, the man regained full use of that arm, without surgery! Another man, a dear friend of his, was healed of cancer the day before he was scheduled to go for surgery. He visited my dad and they prayed about it. Later that afternoon, he called my dad and told him about the sudden sense of peace he felt. My dad told him to make them do another test for the cancer before they operated. No sign of cancer was found! To my knowledge, that was my dad’s final act of faith healing before he left this earth.
I had a sideline look at so many aspects of the human condition: birth, death, sickness of the body and sickness of the spirit, youth and old age, righteous and those on the wrong side of the law. I don’t know a lot of details, but I know my father and mother both prayed with people over the phone. I also know of the many times these situations were later followed up by a private “Praise God!” session, usually at the parsonage, which often included a cake or pie of gratitude. Now that I could appreciate!
I had regular injections of the teachings in the Bible. My brother reminded me recently that our parents rewarded us for learning the Bible. How many parents do that?
Both parents sang beautifully. We sang often and gladly, mostly hymns, as we traveled. I sang my first church solo sometime around age 2. As a member of the choir, I had built-in voice lessons. Piano and organ lessons would wait until my teen years, provided by the church organist.
While in elementary school, my father was called to further his education. We prayed hard as a family about it many times, then loaded the car with the bare essentials and moved to Colorado, the location of the seminary. This was the first time I witnessed a true and giant leap of faith. As it turns out, my father’s letter of acceptance was sitting on the Registrar’s desk, having just been signed by him mere moments before my dad showed up in his office. The Registrar was shocked and amazed. My dad simply told him God told him when and where to go. As I begin my own leap of faith, I think about their example of great courage, conviction and faith. I hope to live up to their example and to honor them in this way.
Although we never had many earthly riches, we were blessed by God so many times. Every time I hear the song, “Count Your Blessings,” I ask God if He wants me stop what I’m doing to count all my blessings, or does He want me to actually accomplish something today toward building His kingdom on Earth. Counting all my blessings would take up every second of every minute of every day of my life, and beyond. [I think even God is getting tired of that old joke.]
As I look back on my life, I now appreciate all the blessings and privileges He has brought into my life and the lives around me. I had so many extraordinary chances to witness what faith can do. Is it any wonder I am always amazed to meet someone who does not believe in miracles? In blessings? In Holy guidance? In God?
If we Christians truly understand what it means to be privileged, and give thanks and praise and trust to God, we begin to realize what a life of privilege we are all living, AND we will continue to live a life of privilege on this earth, until we move into a magnificent palace in heaven.
Prayer Focus
Families
Prayer
God of heaven, the Earth, and the universe, please be with those who need you most. Let me be an agent of hope and blessings for someone. Help me realize how blessed I am. Thank you for showing me Your love and compassion. Please give me the chance to show Your love and compassion to others. Amen.
Final Thought
Through Christ, we live a life of privilege.
Spread the Love 