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It’s Not The End

It’s not the end of the story! Have you ever come to the end of a book, where the inevitable conflicts have been resolved, and you were reading the last chapter, and yet, you felt a little unsatisfied with how the story ended?
Then, at that moment, just when you were trying to come to grips with your feelings, you turned the page and found another chapter?
What a relief!
That’s what happens in the gospel of Matthew when Jesus is crucified. He’s dead. The body’s in the grave. The disciples have been grieving for three days. His enemies are happy. At last, He’s gone. End of Matthew chapter 27.
But it’s not the end.
Turn the page. There’s another chapter. Chapter 28. A big chapter. A significant chapter. A life-changing chapter.
Jesus isn’t dead. Yes, He died. There was no doubt about that—the Roman soldiers thrust a sword through His side just to make sure He was dead.
But, because He lived a sinless life, the breath of life, God’s breath, returned, and He walked out of that grave to a new life, a different life, a resurrected life.
Now, here’s one of the best parts about this very true story: this immortal life, this eternal life, is available to anyone who’s willing who put their trust in Him.
John 11:25-26: “Jesus said to her, “I am the resurrection and the life. The one who believes in me will live, even though they die; and whoever lives by believing in me will never die.”
Believe me, the life story of anyone who does that will end well.
In fact, their story will continue for all eternity.
A Place To Hide

As a child, I loved playing hide and seek—yes, I suppose even back then I loved a good mystery!
What I enjoyed most about playing this game, though, was finding the perfect hiding place.
My perfect hiding place was usually somewhere unexpected, a place where no one would ever think to look for me, like the backseat of our neighbor’s car that was conveniently sitting in her driveway.
However, I only used this place once, because after I settled into the floorboard, the neighbor decided to go somewhere, and when I suddenly popped up, I nearly gave her a heart attack.
Did my parents hear about this? Oh, yeah!
There are also moments in our adult life when we need a hiding place—a place to go when things get overwhelming, when no one understands, when we need a refuge.
Our Heavenly Father understands this about His children, so naturally, He makes provision for us—He provides us with the perfect hiding place.
That perfect hiding place is in Him.
He gives us this promise in Psalm 5:11-12:
“But let all who take refuge in you rejoice;
let them ever sing for joy,
and spread your protection over them,
that those who love your name may exult in you.
For you bless the righteous, O Lord;
you cover him with favor as with a shield.“
Do you need a hiding place? He’s there waiting for you. Run to Him. Settle into His arms. Enjoy His comforting embrace.
One other note: Have you decided on a plan for reading your Bible this year? Yes, I know it’s January 12, but it’s never too late to start if you want the greatest blessing you’ll ever experience, except for your gift of salvation. Check out this link for all kinds of plans. Bible Reading Plans for you for 2026.
It Doesn’t Make Sense

A newly remodeled house burns to the ground. A long-awaited child is stillborn. A businessman dies on the day he retires.
It doesn’t make sense.
Abraham waiting twenty-five years before his promised child is born. A chosen people suffering in slavery 400 years before freedom comes.
It doesn’t make sense.
The son of God becomes a man and lives among His creation. His creation despises and rejects Him.
It doesn’t make sense.
The One who never sinned takes on the sin of all mankind. Their punishment becomes his punishment.
It doesn’t make sense.
No, God’s ways don’t always make sense, and neither should our response.
Habakkuk, an Old Testament prophet, didn’t understand what God was doing, but after voicing his confusion, this was his response. “Though the fig tree should not blossom, nor fruit be on the vines, the produce of the olive fail, and the fields yield no food, the flock be cut off from the fold, and there be no herd in the stalls, yet I will rejoice in the Lord; I will take joy in the God of my salvation.” Habakkuk 3:17-18.
When God doesn’t make sense, we are to rejoice in the Lord.
No, it doesn’t make sense, but as Paul said, “What is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.”
2 Corinthians 4:18.
Eternity, when all will make sense.
A Most Unusual Christmas

No matter what age you are, you probably have a Christmas tale about a sad Christmas, one that didn’t go exactly as planned, one that was disappointing, one that was so sorrowful you can’t think about it without the tears flowing.
Or you may have a Christmas tale about a happy Christmas, one where someone surprised you with an unexpected gift, one where you reconciled with a loved one, one where everyone loved the gifts you bought them, or one where you had enough money to buy someone the gift they wanted but didn’t think they’d get.
Some of you may even have a Christmas tale about an unusual Christmas, one where events unfolded in a non-traditional way, so much so that you can remember the circumstances as if they happened yesterday.
I’ve had all of the above, and although space—and my introverted personality—doesn’t lend itself to reciting the details of each situation, here’s a partial list of my most unusual Christmases.
- A Christmas morning when a family member had a kidney stone, and we had to spend the entire day in the ER.
- A Christmas when an ice storm struck so no family members were able to make it to our house to participate in our gift-giving and holiday meal together.
- A Christmas Day when my husband, young daughter, and I had to travel to a foreign country where we would be living for the next three years—a frightening and very lonely day.
- A Christmas Eve when I had to call an ambulance for my husband, who thought he was having a heart attack. In the ER, we learned it was acute pancreatitis, and he ended up spending the next three months hooked up to an IV.
Although it may be hard to believe, I could list several more unusual Christmases during my lifetime. But strangely enough, in all of these circumstances, I found peace by focusing on the most unusual day in all of human history—the First Christmas Day—the day God arrived on planet Earth in a human body.
It was a day like no other day, an unusual day, a unique day, a day we should celebrate even if our Christmas Day ends up being sad, happy, or unusual.
Jesus tells us why in His own words. “I have come into the world as light, so that whoever believes in me may not remain in darkness.” John 12:46.
Choose to Chuckle

During our college days, my husband and I befriended Benjamin, a student from Lagos, Nigeria, who traveled halfway around the world to attend a Baptist college in East Texas after becoming a believer through the witness of some Baptist missionaries.
Benjamin, who was the son of a tribal witch doctor, was at least fifteen years older than we were, and he seemed much wiser. His wisdom came from years of lived experiences, and he wasn’t shy about sharing those stories with us, something we encouraged him to do whenever we invited him to have a meal with us.
Decades later, many of his stories still have an impact on my life, primarily because the culture he grew up in was so different from my own, so consequently, his perspective caused me to look at the world and my faith through a different lens.
One of my favorite stories was the one he told us about the time he and his best friend were on their way to another village and were attempting to cross a flooded river. He described the difficulty he had in making it across, and then he told us how anxious he felt when he saw his friend fighting the current, eventually going under, but then emerging a little later and grabbing a tree branch along the riverbank.
Benjamin began laughing as he got to this part of the story, so we assumed it had a happy ending, but then he said, “But as God would have it, the branch broke off, and my friend drowned.”
When we questioned him about why he laughed even though he must have felt sad at the loss of his friend, he said, “In my culture, when something is so sad that you can’t cry about it, then we choose to laugh. Choosing to laugh will eventually overcome your sadness.”
I’ve often remembered Benjamin’s advice during difficult periods in my life, and each time I’ve followed his advice and chosen laughter to get me through the rough patch, I’ve always found it made the situation better.
I was reminded of this as I was reading some verses from the Bible this week about joy, and I came across some similar advice from the writer of Proverbs.
Proverbs 17:22 says, “A joyful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones.”
Are you going through a hard time?
Choose to chuckle.
I believe you’ll find it’s good medicine.































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