When Jesus taught his disciples to pray, he began with “Our Father which art in heaven.” He taught that this Father can’t be seen with material eyes or heard, felt, or tasted, with material senses, but He still exists. Jesus showed that we all have a spiritual sense that knows God and can be developed by cultivating it. One way I do this is to listen for quiet messages from God, the Father, that tell me about His nature. Even though many of us have had imperfect fathers, and some have had no father at all, I have come to see that God can be to us everything we
ever hoped a Father would be.
Martin Luther King Jr. said, “I’m concerned about a better world; I’m concerned about justice; I’m concerned about brotherhood and sisterhood; I’m concerned about truth. And when one is concerned about that, he can never advocate violence. For through violence you may murder a murderer, but you can’t murder murder… Darkness cannot put out darkness; only light can do that.
“I am always behind!” “I never get everything done!” “There is too much to do!” “I don’t have enough time!”
I hear stuff like this often. Time is a way that people measure events, thoughts, actions, expectations, memories. As such it can be useful. A friend of mine said that if we didn’t have time, everything would happen all at once. So time is a sorting method. According to physicists it is a malleable sorting method, a man-made measurement. I like to think of time as a servant. But when I let it move into the slavemaster role, my life loses some of its sparkle.
Consider Moses’ mother.
Pregnant, she has hanging over her Pharaoh’s edict: if it’s a boy, you must throw him in the river. Can you imagine such a threat? Pregnancy involves all kinds of feelings, thoughts, hopes, fears, dreams. But on top of these normal influences, you have a death sentence to contend with. Mother love is powerful. Can it find a way out?