A Missing Day by Catherine Hershberger

“Faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen.” (Hebrews 11:1 ESV)

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A few years back I came across this article on the internet. I found it the other day while searching through my computer files. Unfortunately I didn’t keep the website URL. Knowing that I found it on the internet a bunch of years ago, please read this article with a grain of salt and a skeptical mindset, because many internet stories are not based in truth.

“For all the scientists out there, and for all the students who have a hard time convincing these people regarding the truth of the Bible, here’s something that shows God’s awesome creation, and that He is still in control.

Did you know that the space program is busy proving that what has been called ‘myth’ in the Bible is true? Mr. Harold Hill, President of the Curtis Engine Company in Baltimore, Maryland, and a consultant in the space program, relates the following development.

I think one of the most amazing things that God has done for us today happened recently to our astronauts and space scientists at Green Belt, Maryland. They were checking out where the positions of the sun, moon, and planets would be 100 years and 1,000 years from now. We have to know this so we won’t send up a satellite and have it bump into something later on in its orbits. We have to lay out the orbits in terms of the life of the satellite and where the planets will be so the whole thing will not bog down. They ran the computer measurement back and forth over the centuries, and it came to a halt. The computer stopped and put up a red signal, which meant that there was something wrong with either the information fed into it or with the results as compared to the standards.

They called in the service department to check it out, and they said, ‘What’s wrong?’

Well, they found there is a day missing in space in elapsed time.

They scratched their heads and tore their hair out. There was no answer. Finally a Christian man on the team said, ‘You know, one time I was in Sunday School and they talked about the sun standing still.’ While they didn’t believe him, they didn’t have an answer either, so they said, ‘Show us,’

He got a Bible and went to the book of Joshua where they found a pretty ridiculous statement for any one with ‘common sense.’ There they found the Lord saying to Joshua, ‘Fear them not, I have delivered them into thy hand; there shall not a man of them stand before Thee.’ Joshua was concerned because he was surrounded by the enemy! And if darkness fell, they would overpower them. So Joshua asked the Lord to make the sun stand still! That’s right… ‘The sun stood still and the moon stayed and lasted not to go down about a whole day!’ (Joshua 10:12-13)

The astronauts and scientists said, ‘There is the missing day!’

They checked the computers going back into the time it was written and found it was close but not close enough. The elapsed time that was missing back in Joshua’s day was 23 hours and 20 minutes, not a whole day. They read the Bible, and there it was about [approximately] a day. These little words in the Bible are important, but they were still in trouble because if you cannot account for 40 minutes, you’ll still be in trouble 1000 years from now. Forty minutes had to be found because it can be multiplied many times over in orbits.

As the Christian employee thought about it, he remembered somewhere in the Bible where it said the sun went BACKWARD. The scientists told him he was out of his mind, but they got out the Book and read these words in 2 Kings that told of the following story: Hezekiah, on his death bed, was visited by the prophet Isaiah who told him that he was not going to die. Hezekiah asked for a sign as proof. Isaiah said ‘Do you want the sun to go ahead 10 degrees ?’ Hezekiah said, ‘It is nothing for the sun to go ahead 10 degrees, but let the shadow return backward 10 degrees.’ Isaiah spoke to the Lord, and the Lord brought the shadow ten degrees BACKWARD!

Ten degrees is exactly 40 minutes! Twenty-three hours and 20 minutes in Joshua, plus 40 minutes in Second Kings make the missing day in the universe! Isn’t it amazing? (References: Joshua 10:8 and 12, 13 and 2 Kings 20:9-11)”

After rereading the article I thought, Wow! This would make a great devotion, if it’s true! So I did some research. This story originated on the internet in the 70s and spread quickly through chain emails. (Personally, I hate chain emails and chain letters. But that’s a story for another day.) What I found indicates this account is an Urban Legend. In other words, this story about scientists discovering a missing day,  is not true. Multiple arguments on the internet agree with the story’s falseness, as does Answers in Genesis.

Would it be wonderful if this Urban Legend did substantiate the Bible? Of course it would. Backing up the scriptures with science would be great. A true story like this might cause persons who would never consider God to think about Him in a different way.

But does it really matter to believers if the account of finding lost time in space is an Urban Legend? Not really, other than the spreading of a false story to substantiate a truth Christians believe. That’s something we as Christians wouldn’t want to do.

Why do I say it doesn’t matter if we can’t scientifically prove the sun stood still? It doesn’t matter because of our faith.  As Christians we believe a lot of things the rest of the world laughs at. I wasn’t there when God created the world out of nothingness. Nor was I there when God stopped the sun from moving in the sky or when He turned back the sun at Hezekiah’s request. I didn’t hear Balaam’s donkey talk, or see Jesus walk on water or calm the raging sea. I didn’t watch Jesus heal the lame and the blind, or drive demons from the possessed. I didn’t see Christ after he rose from the dead, and I’ve certainly never seen Heaven or Hell. But do I believe in all those things? Absolutely!  After all, “Is anything too hard for the Lord?…” (Genesis 18:14 ESV)

And if we believe in the things the world doesn’t believe in, or won’t believe in because they can’t substantiate them through science, then we are completely in line with what God’s Word teaches, for “Faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen.”(Hebrews 11:1 ESV) And our faith in things we can’t see, but believe in anyway, leaves us in a special position in God’s eyes. For Jesus said, “Blessed are those that have not seen and yet have believed.” (John 20:29 ESV)

While it would be great to have science back up every miracle in God’s Word, it really doesn’t matter to me. I know God’s power, and I believe in what He can do. And I rest assured that my belief in things I can’t see makes me blessed. That’s enough for me.

What about you? Do you believe in things of faith that are unseen?

Prayer: Father, thank you for all we can see that proves your existence, and thank you for blessing us even more when we believe in what you’ve done that we can’t see. Amen.

A Missing Day (© Catherine Hershberger 1/30/21)

About the Author:

Catherine is a member of Greendale First Church of Christ. She is also an award-winning author of sweet and inspirational romance under the pen name of Catherine Castle. Many of her devotions have appeared on various places on the internet. You can find her books on her Amazon Author page or at Barnes and Noble.

Mmm, Mmm, Good! By Barb Wit

‘For we are to God the pleasing aroma of Christ among those who are being saved and those who are perishing.” (2 Corinthians 2:15)

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As you’re walking through the mall, the aroma of fresh bread baking hits you right in the nose. You find yourself following the aroma and you just can’t stop. It smells soooo good. And you wind up in front of a bakery. The aroma is strong and so irresistible. So, you buy a donut. You munch on your donut as you walk along, savoring the aroma and now the taste. Mmm, mmm, good!

And so it is with Christ. We who are in Christ give off an aroma. An aroma of Christ. The Holy Spirit lives in us and His aroma drifts around us. Others notice you are a little different. Sometimes they will make a comment to you about how different you seem to be. You can’t see it. You just are who you are and do what you do. You smile. You open doors. You hold elevators. You buy someone’s lunch. You are polite and kind. And people notice. They are drawn to you as you are drawn to the bakery. The aroma is irresistible. And you are given the opportunity to share Jesus.

So, go ahead and let the aroma of Christ surround you, and spread His love everywhere you go. Teach others how to taste the scriptures, the word of God, so they can also say,“Mmm, mmm, Good!”

And now we pray…

Father, we thank You for the aroma You surround us with. Allow us to spread Your love everywhere we go. Help us to know what to say and what to do. We thank You for all You have done for us and given us

In Jesus’ name we pray.AMEN!

Mmm, Mmm, Good! (© Barb Witt 8/5/2019)

About the Author:

Barb Witt is a Christian wife, mother and grandmother who loves gardening, quilting, crafting, writing poetry and devotions, and is working on a children’s book. She has created an email devotional and prayer warrior ministry that she sends out daily. If you’re interested in being added to her email list let us know.

Age Doesn’t Matter by Catherine Hershberger

“For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven…” (Ecclesiastes 3:1 ESV)

Laura Ingalls Wilder at age 18, circa 1885 courtesy of Wikimedia Commons

I got a text from my daughter a while back. It read, “You’re kind of like Laura Ingalls Wilder. She didn’t get published until 65.”

I took a bit of umbrage to that statement, and pulled a bit of pride from it as well. I’d love to be an internationally well-known writer like Laura Ingalls Wilder, who was one of my favorite authors – as well as my daughter’s favorite author, now and when she was young. Laura’s first book, Little House in the Big Woods, was published in 1932.

I wasn’t so crazy about the 65 bit, however. I was under 65 when my first book was published, and well under 65 in how-young-you-feel-and-look years. (And isn’t that what really counts?)

However, my daughter’s statement got me to thinking about how our accomplishments aren’t limited to age. I was actually in my early 40s when I began writing professionally as a stringer for our local town newspaper. I’d always loved to write and had filled a notebook full of poems, written dozens of short stories that never made it past the Mom-thinks-it’s-wonderful stage, and composed countless school essays that always made great marks. The writing assignments that other students groaned about, I relished. I loved everything about them, from the research, to the actual writing, and even the editing—things that serve me well now as a published author.

Writing and reading have always been my passions, along with singing and acting. As a teenager I wanted to be a rock-and-roll singer or act on stage. At the time, writing never even entered my realm of careers. It was only a hobby I loved. I never made it to the limelight of center stage, in spite of the many times I tried out for school plays or musicals. I got chorus parts, but never the starring roles.

Ahh, but never give up. As the scriptures say, “For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven…” (Ecclesiastes 3:1 ESV)

There is a time and a place for everything and, for some of us, that time comes later in life. Today, I’m a published author—both as a solo author and co-authoring with my husband. I sing onstage at church, praising the Lord who gave me my voice. I’m also co-writing plays for our church (with my husband), acting and co-directing in plays for our church. In spite of not making my youthful goals, I have achieved them in a different fashion, at a different time in my life and I’m doing what I’ve always wanted to. Along the way, I’ve discovered doing what you love, at any age, is satisfying beyond belief. When you do it with the Lord in mind it’s even better.

Here’s the interesting thing about how everything turned out: I believe I’m right where God wants me to be, at the time of my life he wanted me to be there. After all, if he could give Sarah and Abraham a child in their old age, at just the right time to begin His plan of salvation for the world, who am I to question why my life is where it is at this particular time?

Mine is not to wonder why, but just to do and be satisfied. So, if you’re bemoaning the fact that you haven’t “made it” yet in your chosen field, or with any other goal you’ve set for yourself, don’t. Just keep working toward that goal and relish the success, no matter how big or small, whenever it comes. For “…we know that for those who love God, all things work together for good, for those who are called according to his purpose.” (Romans 8:28 ESV)

What about you? Are you right where God wants you in your life, no matter your age?

Age Doesn’t Matter (© Catherine Hershberger  3/8/2018)

About the Author:

Catherine is a member of Greendale First Church of Christ. She is also an award-winning author of sweet and inspirational romance under the pen name of Catherine Castle. Many of her devotions have appeared on various places on the internet. You can find her books on her Amazon Author page or at Barnes and Noble.

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Be Courageous by Barb Witt

Be on your guard; stand firm in the faith; be courageous; be strong. Do everything in love. (1 Corinthians 16:13-14 NIV)

Edna was nervous. It had been a long time since she was in front of an audience. She had been practicing but was still a bit rusty. She didn’t want to disappoint anyone. These were her friends. She sighed deeply and got up to finish getting ready. This was the big day. One she had looked forward to and dreaded at the same time.

Just then, a knock sounded on her door and Bonnie and Caroline bellowed, “Ready or not, here we come!” as they burst into Edna’s room. She smiled. She loved these two. They filled her days with joy and she never knew what would come out of their mouths.

Bonnie stared at her friend. “Wow! Don’t you look nice.”

“Yeah, you got a hot date or something?” Caroline asked as she grinned at Edna.

Of course not, silly.” Edna giggled nervously under her breath.

“Oh, I know,” said Bonnie, “It’s your ‘debut’ at the Chapel today.”

Caroline chimed in.  “I had forgotten about that. You’re playing the piano for church service today. That’s why you’ve been practicing all week, right?”

Edna’s cheeks warmed. “Yes, that’s right. I’m really nervous about it. I used to play all the time, but it’s been a few years. Maybe I should just be sick today and not go.”

“Oh, no you don’t,” Bonnie and Caroline said at the same time.

“Now Edna,” Bonnie said, “Your God given talent is needed today. You don’t want to let everyone down, do you?”

Caroline got Edna’s sweater and shoes from the closet and held them out. “Time to put on the sweater of courage, and the shoes of strength,”

As Edna slipped her arms in the sweater and her feet in the shoes, she smiled at her friends. “You two keep me going. I thank God for you every day. You help me do things I haven’t done in many years because I was afraid. Through you, God has shown me that I can still share His love and do what He wants me to do.” A tear rolled down her cheek, and Bonnie and Caroline looked at her and smiled their beautiful smiles.

Then Bonnie said, “Ok, do you have everything you need? Music, a water bottle? Anything else you need?”

“Well, I do need my walker. And I have my two best friends. And I know God is walking beside me, too. What else could I need?”

As they reached the door, Caroline exclaimed, “How about your glasses? You might want to read the music, unless you have it all memorized.”

Edna stopped mid-step, looked at Caroline and burst out laughing, “My glasses would indeed be an important item. Can you please get them off my bedside table?”

Caroline zipped back into the room, procured the glasses, and they all headed to chapel, chatting excitedly as they went.

And now, we pray…

Lord, sometimes we need encouragement from others. We get nervous and afraid and doubt ourselves a lot. Please help us to help others find their courage and know that anything done for You and Your glory is worth the knot in the belly we sometimes feel. Thank You for everything.

In Jesus’ name we pray, AMEN!

Be Courageous (© Barb Witt 2/18/2020)

About the Author:

Barb Witt is a Christian wife, mother and grandmother who loves gardening, quilting, crafting, writing poetry and devotions, and is working on a children’s book. She has created an email devotional and prayer warrior ministry that she sends out daily. If you’re interested in being added to her email list let us know.

A Sunrise Song by Catherine Hershberger

“Awake, awake, break out in song.” (Judges 5:12 ESV)

I heard my first robin of spring last week. After the cold weather we’ve had in southern Ohio, his song was welcome. He was singing outside the front window. Click on the following link to hear the robin’s songs. http://www.allaboutbirds.org/guide/american_robin/sounds When I looked out, there he was on the porch railing, his red breast a welcome spot of color against the dull concrete driveway.

I always thought robins were migratory birds, but when I did a Google search I discovered while some migrate, many remain in the same place year round. In winter they form nomadic flocks that travel to where there are fruits and berries left on trees and shrubs. When spring comes, the flocks break up and the robins choose a territory, often where they were the previous year, and begin defending it in preparation for courting and raising chicks.

While researching the migratory habits of robins I also discovered some else I never knew. Male robins sing upon reaching the territory they’ve chosen as their new home. They don’t usually sing when they are in the winter flocks, because hearing other male birds sing stresses them. Birds sing and call for a number of reasons: to attract a mate, defend a territory, keep in touch with family and flock members, warn each other of predators, announce they have found food, and to welcome the dawn. In fact, near sunrise birds often sing more loudly and vigorously than they do at any other time of day.

I found this last tidbit of information very interesting. I’m not usually up at dawn, but I have been awakened on several occasions in the summer by the birds singing outside my window. In my opinion, it’s a hundred times better than the alarm clock.

As a vocalist, I can imagine no greater way to express myself than through song. I wonder how much better our day would go if we, like the robin, started it with a song. Breaking out in a joyful melody to greet the day might lift our hearts, soothe our souls, and would, I’m sure, be appreciated by the Lord.

When we get to the place God’s preparing as our new home—heaven—I know we’ll be singing as joyfully as the robin greeting the sunrise. After, all we’ll be experiencing our own Son Rise. We won’t have to endure long cold winters. There will be no more sorrow, no more pain, and our lives will be filled with peace and praises sung to the King of Kings.

Are you singing a sunrise song to the Son? If not, try starting your day with a song of praise.

A Sunrise Song (© Catherine Hershberger 3/16/15)

About the Author:

Catherine is a member of Greendale First Church of Christ. She is also an award-winning author of sweet and inspirational romance under the pen name of Catherine Castle. Many of her devotions have appeared on various places on the internet. You can find her books on her Amazon Author page or at Barnes and Noble. Sunrise Song is a devotion from Catherine’s unpublished book Lessons From Nature—A Gardener’s Devotional by Catherine Castle

Baby, It’s Cold Outside! By Barb Witt

He says to the snow, ‘Fall on the earth,’ and to the rain shower, ‘Be a mighty downpour.’”(Job 37:6 NIV)

Picture courtesy of Pixabay

It was a very cold, snowy, wintery day. The school bus couldn’t make it up the hill to my house. So, I began the five-mile walk with a friend of mine. As we walked, the snow fell more heavily. My feet were frozen in my boots. I huddled deeper into my coat and pulled the hood  tighter around my head. Up and down the hills we trudged, the wind blowing the snow into our faces, causing noses to turn red. I didn’t think we were ever going to make it, but we did.

When we got to the school we peeled off our wet coats and boots and warmed ourselves by the radiators in the classroom. We had a feeling of triumph as we held our hands close to the warmth. We had made it to school, in spite of the snow and cold!

Isn’t it amazing that God created the different seasons and how they work together? The snow falls in the winter on the sleeping earth, soaking the ground so the trees and flowers will still receive the much-needed moisture. The rain falls softly in the fall and the winds blow the beautiful, multi-colored leaves off the trees so they can nestle in for their winter nap. In the spring there are gentle rains and breezes and warm sunshine to wake up all the sleeping vegetation so they can pop out their leaves and catch the life-giving rays of sunshine. And the summer is time for swimming and sunbathing and resting up for the fall harvest.

God has given us an amazing world. It works well. Our Creator-God certainly knew what He was doing when He put it all together. And I can’t wait to get to heaven and thank Him for being so very amazing.

And now we pray…

Lord, thank You for this earth. Thank You for the seasons, and yes, even the snow. We look around and everywhere we see the wonder of You, and we thank You from the bottom of our hearts for all You have done.

In Jesus’ name we pray. AMEN!

Baby, It’s Cold Outside! (© Barb Witt 9/17/2019)

About the Author:

Barb Witt is a Christian wife, mother and grandmother who loves gardening, quilting, crafting, writing poetry and devotions, and is working on a children’s book. She has created an email devotional and prayer warrior ministry that she sends out daily. If you’re interested in being added to her email list let us know.

Whiter Than Snow by Catherine Hershberger

Purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean: wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.” (Psalms 51:7 ESV)

When I lookout my breakfast nook window after a snow I see a snow-covered hillside garden. (pictured above) The scene always puts an old hymn into my mind—“Whiter Than Snow” (circa 1872). As I admire the snowy beauty, glad that I don’t have to get out in it, I find myself  humming the tune and marveling at its words.

If you aren’t familiar with the song, whose lyrics were written by James L. Nicholson, you can hear it on YouTube. Online,  I found six verses to this hymn, but my favorites verses are 1 and 6, and, of course, the chorus. These two verses, in my opinion, sum up a Christian’s assurance of heaven—our confession of faith in the Lord, our baptism, and God’s response to our surrender.

Lord Jesus, I long to be perfectly whole; I want Thee forever to live in my soul;

Break down every idol, cast out every foe—Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.

The blessing by faith, I receive from above; Oh, glory! my soul is made perfect in love;

My prayer has prevailed, and this moment I know, The blood is applied, I am whiter than snow

Whiter than snow, yes, whiter than snow,
Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.

The song’s inspiration was most likely Psalms 51:7: “Purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean: wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.” (ESV)

As much as I love the beauty of a fresh snowfall, its glory will diminish as time goes by. Children will roll snowmen in the front yards, exposing the brown grass and mud beneath the snowflakes. Cars will splatter gray mush onto the pure white edges of the road. And eventually the sun will come out and melt away winter’s glory. The picture perfect moments that have drifted from the sky aren’t permanent. 

But when God washes us and makes us whiter than snow, that purity won’t fade as long as we are His.  In the book of Revelation, Jesus said, “..and they will walk with me in white, for they are worthy. The one who conquers will be clothed thus in white garments, and I will never blot his name out of the book of Life.(Revelation 3:4-5 ESV)

I don’t know about you, but I take great comfort in knowing that my walk with the Lord has made my soul whiter than snow.

So, the next time a winter storm comes your way, remember this old hymn and celebrate the storm’s beauty—even if you have to shovel ten inches of snow. Because as the song says, The blood is applied, I am whiter than snow. Oh, glory! my soul is made perfect in love. And that’s something to celebrate.

Whiter Than Snow (© Catherine Hershberger 2/17/2020)

About the Author:

Catherine is a member of Greendale First Church of Christ. She is also an award-winning author of sweet and inspirational romance under the pen name of Catherine Castle. Many of her devotions have appeared on various places on the internet. You can find her books on her Amazon Author page or at Barnes and Noble.

Fancy-Schmancy Walkers © by Barb Witt

Therefore we do not lose heart, but though our outer man is decaying, yet our inner man is being renewed day by day. (2 Corinthians 4:16 NASB)

Oh, how she hated this walker.

“Fancy-schmancy my foot,” Edna muttered as she scooted down the hall pushing her wheeled walker embellished with a seat and a horn. “I’d rather have my own two legs without any help. I hate getting older.” She continued to mutter as she headed to the cafeteria for breakfast and then to morning Bible Study with a group of her friends.

As she walked into the room for Bible Study, Edna waved at her friends Bonnie and Caroline. Edna looked around the room saw someone she hadn’t seen in quite a while. Josie had come to Bible Study. Oh, it was so nice to see her again. But Josie was in a wheelchair. And she had an oxygen tank attached to her chair. She seemed to be having trouble breathing.

When Josie turned, she lit up like a Christmas tree. She smiled the biggest smile and said, “Hello, my friend. I’m so happy to see you.”

Edna toddled over as fast as she could and gave her friend a hug. “Oh, Josie! What happened to you?” she asked with a tear in her eye.

“Well, you know, we’re all getting older, aren’t we?” Josie answered, a tear in her own eye.

“I hate it, don’t you?” Edna inquired.

“Well now, these bodies are frail. They only last so long. But my mind is clear and I’m here to praise my Lord above. If it weren’t for Him, I’d have no hope. I can fill my mind with His praises and He fills my heart and soul with amazing joy. So, no, I don’t mind getting older, because I know I’m that much closer to going to my eternal home, and I can’t wait. ” She smiled, and her eyes sparkled like Edna had never seen.

“I’ve never thought about it like that before,” Edna said, wrapping her mind around what Josie had said. “You’re right. This body is only temporary. My true home is in heaven.” Edna smiled as it finally sank in and she hugged her friend as tight as she dared and said, “Thank you, my friend, for opening my eyes to the truth. This world is not my home, I’m just passing through, as the old hymn says.” They sat together through the Bible Study and praised their Lord above with joy in their hearts.

And now we pray…

Dear Lord, thank You for the hope You give us. This world is truly not our home, our home is with You in Your kingdom. Help us get through this life as best we can and praise You along the way. Help us to spread Your hope to all we know. Thank you Lord, for everything.

In Jesus’ name we pray, AMEN!

About the Author:

Barb Witt is a Christian wife, mother and grandmother who loves gardening, quilting, crafting, writing poetry and devotions, and is working on a children’s book. She has created an email devotional and prayer warrior ministry that she sends out daily. If you’re interested in being added to her email list let us know.

We’re a Team, Me and God by Catherine Hershberger

“You are my friends, if you do what I command you. No longer do I call you servants, for the servant does not know what his master is doing…”  (John 15:14-15a ESV)

Picture courtesy of Pixabay

My husband and I often sing duets at our church. One of the songs we’ve sung was Josh Turner’s gospel song “Me and God.” You can click on the following link to hear Josh sing the song after the YouTube commercial. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eGZV2Sr1sTg

The song is a fun sing, upbeat and catchy. The whole week we practiced, I was reminded daily that God and I are teammates. Sure, God could work here on earth without me, or you, but that’s not the way He wants things to be.  He wants to work with us.

  • He made us to be His friend and teammate: “You are my friends, if you do what I command you. No longer do I call you servants, for the servant does not know what his master is doing…”  (John 15:14-15a ESV)
  • He made us for good works: “For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God has prepared beforehand that we should walk in them.”  (Ephesians 2:10 ESV)
  • He made us to do His will: “And the world is passing away, along with its desires, but whoever does the will of God abides forever.” (1 John 2:17 ESV)
  • And His strength complements our weaknesses: “I can do all things through him who strengthens me.” (Philippians 4: 13 ESV)

There’s a saying in our house: Work like everything depends on you and pray like everything depends on God.  It’s a great tenet that showcases teamwork with God, just like Josh Turner’s song. But sometimes I don’t work as if God and I are a team. I run ahead of Him. I lag behind Him, ignoring the Holy Spirit’s nudge. I forget to call on Him. And sometimes I just flat out say, “I’m not going to do that!”  

Perhaps you do the same thing. So, the next time life’s day-to-day challenges or hard-hitting trials come your way, remember the words to “Me and God.”  Take comfort in knowing the Lord who rules all is part of your team—the most important part that you’ll ever need.

We’re a Team, Me and God (© Catherine Hershberger 9/17/ 2018)

About the Author:

Catherine is a member of Greendale First Church of Christ. She is also an award-winning author of sweet and inspirational romance under the pen name of Catherine Castle.  Many of her devotions have appeared on various places on the internet. You can find her books on her Amazon Author page or at Barnes and Noble.

Code Blue by Barb Witt

“I lift up my eyes to the hills. From where does my help come? My help comes from the LORD,

who made heaven and earth.” (Psalm 121:1-2 ESV)

photo courtesy of Pixabay

I was nineteen years old. I was in a new city. No friends. No family. I had just been hired on at a

local hospital. It was small but seemed large to my nervous eyes. I was a Nurse’s Aide assigned to the OB-GYN floor. I knew absolutely nothing about OB-GYN. But there I stood, being introduced to the RNs on the floor, my new bosses.

I said a little prayer, “Father, help me in this new place. Help me to learn and grow in this position. Help me find some friends and not feel so alone, please.”

I did learn and I loved my job.  I learned a lot. And I got to know people. Lucy was my favorite RN. She was from Cuba. She always had a ready smile. She taught me many things about more than just nursing. And she believed in my instincts.

One afternoon I had a patient brought back to her room from surgery. I was doing vitals, and one of the things we were to look for was patient response. She wasn’t responding the way I thought she should. I went to one of the nurses and explained, and she didn’t pay much attention to me, said I was over-reacting.

I knew something was wrong, and I said a little prayer, “God, please tell me what to do.”

So, I found Lucy. She went straight away to the patient’s room and the next thing I knew she had

pulled the “Code Blue” cord attached to the wall near the bed. The patient had stopped breathing.

Lucy trusted my instincts and acted on them, and the patient survived.

And so, when we find ourselves in a place where we know we need help, to whom do we turn?

“My help comes from the LORD, who made heaven and earth.” (Psalm 121:1-2 ESV)

Tell Him when you’re not sure what to do. He will guide you. Tell Him when you’re afraid. He will send help. Tell Him when you’re lonely, He will send angels in the guise of friends to comfort you.

The Lord “who made the heavens and the earth” loves you with an unfathomable love, and He is there for you always.

And now we pray…

Father, we thank You for always being there. We sometimes find ourselves in situations where we don’t know what to do. And You are there to guide us, to comfort us, to love us. Thank You, Lord for everything.

In Jesus’ name we pray. AMEN!

Code Blue (© Barb Witt 8/23/2019)

About the Author:

Barb Witt is a Christian wife, mother and grandmother who loves gardening, quilting, crafting, writing poetry and devotions, and is working on a children’s book. She has created an email devotional and prayer warrior ministry that she sends out daily. If you’re interested in being added to her email list let us know.