Sprint or Marathon

Do you not know that in a race all the runners run, but only one gets the prize? Run in such a way as to get the prize. Everyone who competes in the games goes into strict training. They do it to get a crown that will not last, but we do it to get a crown that will last forever. Therefore I do not run like someone running aimlessly; I do not fight like a boxer beating the air. No, I strike a blow to my body and make it my slave so that after I have preached to others, I myself will not be disqualified for the prize.

1 Corinthians 9:24-27

In this race of life, what are you – a sprinter or a marathoner?

This thought was triggered by something I was reading recently. I’d never really considered that the attitudes of the two were different. (I’m not a runner, could you have guessed that?) I started comparing and contrasting the two and how that applied to life. It’s interesting, If you google “sprinters habits” and marathoners habits” you get some thought provoking info.

A sprint is a short race you run at full speed. You go all out and give it everything you got. A marathon, on the other hand, being a footrace of over 26 miles, requires exceptional endurance rather than a short burst of speed. These two types of races require different training, different amounts of time, different settings, and a different mental focus.

According to speedendurance.com, the sprinter’s motto is “If you don’t have to run, walk. I you don’t have to walk, sit. If you don’t have to sit, then lie down.” This sounds like a good motto to me! But let’s examine how that works in life. It really sets up a life of doing only what you must do – the urgent. You may wake up, sprint to get ready for work, then get to the office and sit thinking “What’s next?” A sprinting-through-life mindset is full of stops and starts, short races to get one task at a time done throughout our day. Sprinting takes short bouts of focused attention. Sprinters may run many, many miles if you add up all their short races put together, but their races are round and round the track, and they end up at the same place at the end of the day.

Marathoners, by the nature of the race, have to be just the opposite of this. Their race takes endurance and perseverance. They also need periods of rest after a race allowing the body time to recover and repair, but theirs mindset is one of being in it for the long haul. They must exercise great mental self-control to keep their focus throughout the hours of a race. No stops and starts and resting every few minutes for them. When the going gets long, tough, and painful, marathoners must exercise not only their muscles, but their minds in order to power through to the end, which is miles away and takes them to whole new places.

So how does running races apply to the average person, to you and me? You’ve probably already picked up on some ideas you can apply to your life, but here are mine.

  1. Goals and focus are important. Years ago a study by a major college found that students who wrote down their goals out-performed those who did not. Baseball legend, Yogi Berra, once said “If you don’t know where you are going, you’ll end up someplace else.” As we run this race of life that the apostle Paul talks about, are we running toward the right goal? A marathon runner can run his 26 miles in wrong directions and never finish his race. A sprinter can give it all he’s got and be the fastest one on the track but loose the race if He runs toward the wrong goal. So I ask you today, what goal are your eyes fixed upon? Is it getting that new house? Nothing wrong with a new house, but should that be the ultimate goal we are running toward in life? Is it beauty? Or wealth? Or physical health? Or friendships? Or jobs? All these things have a place in life if they do to capture our sole focus in this race.
  2. Focus on the right things. So what are the right things to focus our attention on? We turn to God’s Word to find those things. Salvation. Faith. A relationship with the Father. Love of God and our fellow man. Family. The Body of Christ. Obedience to God’s commands. … And I’m sure the list is longer than I can develop here. Stay in God’s Word and seek the things He would have your life be focused upon. “But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well.” (Matthew 6:33)
  3. Exercise mental self-discipline. Often we are sidetracked in our life by faulty thinking. The arrows of the enemy shoot lies into our minds. Our prideful heart deceives us with good-sounding thoughts that when examined are contrary to what scripture teaches. Our own inner self-doubt makes us distracted and undermines our confidence in the Father that He will empower us to accomplish all He has called us to do. Let’s exercise self-control not only in body by in our mindset too. Let’s throw off the negative, untrue, prideful, doubting thinking that weighs us down so that we can really run this race. Hebrews 12:1-2 tells us “Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles. And let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us, fixing our eyes on Jesus, the pioneer and perfecter of faith. For the joy set before him he endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.”
  4. Pace yourself. Americans in general have a I-can-do-it-all attitude. Add one more thing to your already full plate? Sure! why not? One thing we need to learn is how to say “no.” We spend so much energy doing good things, that we have depleted energy for accomplishing the goal of our life. We must learn to pace ourselves – to weed out those good distractions and time-wasters in order to fulfill God’s purposes and calling on our lives. A marathoner doesn’t stop to eat lunch or text their boyfriend; they put distractions aside in order to finish the race even though it is long an arduous. Let’s “run with perseverance the race marked out for us.” (Hebrews 12:1)
  5. Life is not a race to win or lose. You’ve probably heard the phrase, “The one who dies with the most toys, still dies.” But how often do we operate in life as if we have to have the most, go to the best vacations, achieve the highest goals, and be the best? We’re not on this earth to compete or to win, we are here to “glorify God and enjoy Him forever.” (The Shorter Catechism) THE highest goal we can ever achieve is to live our lives in a way that pleases God, whatever He calls us to do. In Galatians 2:2 Paul makes a comment that shows us even he evaluated his motives in this race of life. He said, “I wanted to be sure I was not running and had not been running my race in vain.” Are you running your race in vain? Let’s get alone with God and do a little self-evaluation.
  6. Be faithful – commit to your life race. In 2 Timothy 4:7-8 Paul presents the attitude we need to embrace to stay committed to the race and finish strong. He states that when he dies he wants to be able to say with confidence, “I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith. Now there is in store for me the crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous Judge, will award to me on that day—and not only to me, but also to all who have longed for his appearing.”

A marathon is long and difficult and takes more than just physical strength. Let’s start living like marathon runners, running our lives for a single goal that takes all our time, energy, focus, and patience to achieve. While we may have short sprints within our marathon, let’s make sure our long-team purpose is to finish this race well and be able to echo Paul’s words – “I have finished the race – I have kept the faith.” Persevere ladies! And encourage others to do the same. Get your running shoes on, let’s run for the prize!

What’s for supper?

She made her way to my house she had a meal for someone riding shotgun and she was picking up goody bags to deliver to the co-laborers in Christ who were still at the mercy of quarantine. I apologized for my rushed goodbye and sausage residue in my hands.

 “I’m in the middle of cooking supper.” She’d made a casserole for the ones she was delivering dinner.

“What’s for supper?” She asked me.

“Shrimp boil. I make it a lot on Wednesdays. So easy to just dump it all in and go.”

That was the abbreviated explanation. There really is more to it than that, but I didn’t have to explain. She knew. She understood without me offering much more in the way of explanation. 

“Ooh that sounds good.” 

She has seafood allergic people at her house; shrimp boil isn’t a good option for them, unless they want anaphylaxis and an epi-pen for dessert. I felt a pang of sadness for my friend that Wednesday night seafood boil isn’t a part of her regular supper rotation. We said our goodbyes and see you laters. I told her to be careful and I headed back inside to finishing the dumping of the items. The aroma filled my house and the lost-to-other-things teenagers began to make their way into the kitchen. 

“Is supper almost ready?”

“Did you put lots of nekka sausage in this time?”

“Mama, I’ll start making drinks, whatcha want?” 

“I’ll get the table ready, where’s that plastic throwaway table cloth?” 

I answered the questions, not necessarily in the order they’d been presented, but answered nonetheless. 

“About 5 more minutes, top drawer of the China cabinet, don’t forget to add newspaper and paper towels. I did 2 pounds tonight of nekka (“nekka” is Martin for Conecuh sausage made in Conecuh County Alabama, it’s a Martin favorite and hits our dinner rotation in some form no less than 2 times a month.) I’ll take ice water.” 

The teenage boy, the bottomless sausage pit, he towers above me now. It’s hard to believe I was just carrying him on my hip, naming him, nurturing him, teaching him sign language and begging Jesus to make him talk. Another pang of sadness. He came and stood beside me as I stirred, and I inadvertently said out loud what it was I was thinking. 

“I love to cook seafood. It always tells you when it’s done. I don’t have to guess or pull out a meat thermometer to know.” 

His deep baritone stated, “It floats to the top?” 

I chuckled, “Yeah, I reckon so, but it also tells you by,…“

The oldest teen interjected, “It changes color. Right Mama? Fish does and shrimp do too.” 

“Yes ma’am. It does indeed.” 

They’d just uncovered my Wednesday night supper choice secret in the middle of the conversation.

On Wednesdays I work for the King, it’s been nearly a decade now that Wednesday is my Bible study day. My co-laborers and I spend our Wednesdays pouring out and investing in the people of God. I ain’t even gonna lie, it wears me out sometimes. Well most times, even in the age of technology where everything is a zoom call or an internet dependent action, Wednesdays wipe me out. By pouring out I’m filled back up again that is just how the King’s economy works. That pouring out comes at a cost, everything does really, but it’s a price I’m willing to pay to know my peeps and I are being transformed by the Word of God. 

Years ago shrimp boil was reserved for special occasions and to some degree I guess it still is. We have minimal in way of clean up as I literally dump the meal out on a lined table, there’s no request to eat separately or in front of the TV on those supper nights, clean up is a breeze, one big pot to wash and very few utensils in general. When we are finished, on the rare occasion there are leftovers we pack those up for lunches and such the following days, we roll up that paper lined disposable tablecloth and with the remaining trash and toss it in the can. 

Thursday is garbage day so it is a perfect opportunity for me to remind the garbage chore person to gather trash and drag the can to the street. 

We don’t shrimp boil every Wednesday, sometimes I am just too tired, or haven’t planned that far ahead and we have something else for supper, something less exciting or not as easy, something that doesn’t let me know when it’s cooked fully thereby taking the guesswork out of my supper rotation routine. 

Those shrimp boil suppers have taught me a valuable lesson about the King’s economy. Very often our motives don’t match the actual consequences of our actions. His economy takes ashes, burnt ruins, and transforms them to beauty. His economy trades death for life, conquers death by death, opposes the proud and uplifts the humble. 

“For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways,” declares the Lord. “As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts.” Isaiah 55:8-9

But Seek First

This post could actually be called “Becoming a Mary in a Martha world”! Now if you have devotions every morning with a nice hot cup of coffee and your children are quiet, your house is clean, and your laundry is caught up, get off this post now!!! However, if your devotion is sometimes hurried or perhaps happens in the car on the way to school, the house is just short of disaster mode and your laundry looks like you are playing a game of king of the hill, you are my people keep reading!! I have been giving a great deal of thought to Mary and Martha lately and I have to say I think Marth gets a bit of a bad wrap!! (Stay with me!! I am in no way disagreeing with scripture, just bringing some thoughts about how we today could find ourselves as moms in this same boat.) Yes Mary was at the feet of Jesus doing what she needed to do, but Martha… sweet Martha was cooking, cleaning and preparing for THE LORD. You surely cannot serve the King of the World anything less than perfection.

I picture Martha always working around the house and cooking and preparing for folks to come in, and this guest was something special!! I thought about my own little corner of the world and maybe you too can relate. I kind of feel like things are never quite complete. The sink never seems to be completely empty (someone is always thirsty) and the laundry is never all the way done (there are six of us and gracious sometimes I think we have an extra family living in the shadows with all the laundry there is to do!!). For us moms, home seems to be a reflection of us, or at least we view it that way and mercy sakes if you are like me and you like to have company it just never seems “finished.” There is much condemnation that we put on ourselves that is in no way from the Father. Maybe this was Martha too.

So how do we fix it? In our daily lives with everything that we “have” to do, how do we get to the “need” to do like Mary. How do we train ourselves to put down the sponge or the laundry basket and meet the King of Kings everyday? How do we get from the “have to do” space to the “need to do” space? I kind of see Martha as the “have to do” and Mary as the “need to do.” We could look at it like we “have” to do laundry but we “need” to read the Word.

I would love to tell you that the “have to’s” will go away, but reality is that there will always be more to do, always things that try to pull us away from God’s word, but when we choose to just stop and read and pray and listen, He speaks. He speaks and says that you are enough, you are chosen, you are worth dying for. The cross was and is redemption and friend HE did that for you and for me. He paid a price we could not pay to wipe away sin. Please don’t let that get lost in the everyday. I thinks sometimes we lose the gravity of sin and the space that would have seperated us had it not been for the cross. He covered that space with grace and mercy just like He can cover that space between “have to” and “need to.” He is a mere whisper away. The mention of His name stills waters and calms fears and can restore a soul. The Christian walk is meant to be just that, a walk. We are called to “live” out the gospel. The Bible says “go and make disciples.” God filled the Bible with promises, enough for every day. I think He knew we would have struggles.

Seeking His kingdom first is where we miss the mark sometimes. We try to handle everything ourselves without His power. He is our source of power and joy and strength. His word is where we find direction for our everyday. He speaks and covers the space between “have to” and “need to,” we need only to seek Him. Seeking Him in our daily lives may look different for each of you reading this post, but the point is to seek. I hope this encourages someone reading it to know that God hears you, He sees you in your struggles. He is ready to speak and He can be found, if we just seek!!!

But seek first His kingdom and His righteousness, and all these things will be provided to you.” Matthew 6:33

The Love of God

See what great love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God! And that is what we are! 1 John 3:1

Grandkids fill my home with laughter and shouts and rowdy fun this week! My normally empty nest is infused with watermelon juice dripping down bare bellies, skinned knees, and lots more laundry than my average days accumulate.

As I picked the little guys up from school Friday, I was overcome with a deep sense of love. They hopped in the car bubbling over with details about their day. Within minutes a hidden agenda surfaced as one of them proclaimed he had a friend going to the park at 4:00.

I’m normally a way-too-structured-to be-spontaneously-fun kind of grandmom, but today my love poured out in accommodation, so off to the park we went. Before we even got into the parking lot, the guys realized that the Splash Pad was already open this mid-May afternoon, much to their surprise.

“Can we play in the water?”

“No, I’m sorry, I don’t have any towels with me,” my structured personality piped up. “We’ll come back another day.”

They were satisfied, so we parked and tumbled out of the car to run and climb and play on the “dry” playground while eagerly awaiting the arrival of the friend.

It was a gorgeous spring day. I sat enjoying the sunshine and gleeful kids running around. And as I sat there I began to think of how very much God loves me. How much more He loves me than I can ever dream of loving my grandkids. I was overcome with the beauty of the afternoon.

When the friend had not arrived by precisely 4:05, my eldest grandchild came to me with a proposition – could we run the half mile down the road and grab towels and come aback and get wet? Once again that deep awareness of how much I loved these little guys kicked in to override my plan, and I said, “Of course!”

We made the quick trek and returned to play until the park shut the water off for the day. It was great fun! I was reminded by those simple pleasures how many times God goes out of His way to show His love for me. I thought of how often His answers to my prayers are “Yes! Of course! I love you!” I was overcome with the awareness that He gives good things to His children just because we are His.

I know not all days are sunshine and rainbows. You may be experiencing a low time in life right now. But never forget how much God loves you. Never forget to look for those little “Yesses” and small blessings that He gives even in our dark days.

Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows. James 1:17


An old song form generations past sings out proudly: “V-A-C-A-T-I-O-N in the summer sun!” Sounds like exactly what most all of us would love to be doing – vacationing somewhere in the sun. Whether you’re a beach person or mountain person wouldn’t you just love to take a little getaway right now? I sure would.

Why is it when we get busy and stressed and overwhelmed with life, we just want to escape? Perhaps we feel like we can run away from the problems and hope they will all solve themselves. Or maybe we’re searching for something to fill that emptiness deep inside us. If we aren’t careful we waste the days of our lives by wishing them away in half-hearted living, doing the mundane and longing for the thrill of the getaway to somewhere exotic.

As I’ve read more Christian writers from decades past, I hear in their messages a challenge to make the mundane moments holy, to live every moment with purpose and passion, to seek God wholeheartedly amid the everyday. I struggle with this, but I have found a few things that help. Maybe they will help you too.

  1. Spend 20 minutes a day, alone, doing nothing but listening. Sounds impossible, right? The first day I tried this I knew my attention span was so short that there was no way I could do 20 minutes, so I set my timer for 5 minutes, and you know what? Even that was a struggle. To just sit quietly outside, no phone, no agenda, willing myself not to mull over my issues or To Do list, but to just listen to God’s world and, more importantly, for Him to speak into my heart. From that day I’m developing the habit of listening. And it’s a good thing. My blood pressure is bound to drop, because of the calm that comes to me. God is faithful during these times and stirs my heart with whispers of encouragement and hope.
  2. Fill the emptiness of your soul with scripture. Reading, listening to, writing, or memorizing bits and longer passages of God’s Word brings His peace to my heart. Isaiah 55:11 tells us that God’s Word “will not return to [Him] empty, but will accomplish what [He] desires and achieve the purpose for which [He] sent it.” Holy scripture has a power we cannot comprehend because it is God’s very words breathed out onto paper. We can rest in the fact that anytime we take in scripture it is doing something active in our lives to fill in the empty, broken places and accomplish God’s plans in us.
  3. Have conversations with God. Many of us feel uncomfortable with the “thees” and “thous” of old-timey prayers. Or we feel we don’t know how to pray. So we end up just worrying and not even attempting to pray. I am still learning to pray continually. (1 Thessalonians 5:17) It’s a discipline of the mind to do it because we so easily jump out of prayer back into the what-ifs and worries of life. But 1 Peter 3:12 tells us “For the eyes of the Lord are on the righteous and his ears are attentive to their prayer.” So how do we maintain a spirit of prayer throughout our day? K.I.S.S. – Keep It Simple Silly! Just talk. Talk like you are talking to your girlfriends. If you feel silly, tell Him so. Nothing is too big or too small. “Hey God, I was just thinking…”
  4. Live each moment with purpose. There are no spare moments in life. The ones we don’t use well are lost forever. How many moments have we wasted dwelling on something that never even happened? Wasted moments. How many thoughts do we waste on jealously, bitterness, or anger? Wasted moments. How many moments do we let slip by with our thoughts elsewhere, on a future or past issue, not truly living that moment in time? Wasted moments. I have made it a goal to live in the moment. If my grandson is prattling on about a video game I care nothing about, I try to look intently into his eyes and truly listen. I might not really understand, but he comes away from the moment feeling heard and cared for and loved. I purposefully set my mind to listen to others, to engage, to try to understand. And I set my heart to savor, celebrate, and get every last drop of life out of any moment, even the sad ones. Because to fully live life, we must fully embrace even the sadness, shock, grief or fear.
  5. Make joy where you are. Laugh. Sing. Dance. Play pranks on people. Drink in the sweet aromas around you. Buy the fresh flowers. See the sunset. Get up for the sunrise.

Let’s not seek escape from life. Let’s live it. We have a limited number of days on this earth. Why waste them waiting for a vacation?!

Blessing for Mothers

The Lord bless you and all your little tribe.

Bless your babies and your grown ones, whether gone or by your side.

May your Mama’s heart take courage knowing Jesus is nearby,

And may your memories be filled with joys of days gone by.


May God bless your perfect angels and your little rascals too.

And when one goes astray, may He hold and comfort you.

May your rest in knowing He has a plan, and it’s a good one too.

So never give in to those fiery darts sent to frighten and worry you.


God bless you with holy insight not to judge yourself too hard,

And rightly see perceived failures, so your heart will not be scarred.

Humbly realize that your successes are not your doing either,

But God Himself, in giving grace, has given you a breather.


O little mother, young or old, trust God and God alone,

To get you through those challenging times, you can’t do it on your own.

Receive His blessings with open hands and know He’s watching over

All the good times and the bad, and let His peace and joy take over.

Broken Dreams

Ask a group of 4-year-olds what they want to be when they grow up and you’ll most likely hear things like: a fireman, teacher, doctor, veterinarian, or a giraffe! Even at that early age little people have a picture of what they think their life will look like. Granted, these dreams change over the years.

At 10 they want to be a Youtuber, professional baseball player, ballerina or such. By the time they’re a college freshman they either have a definitive answer or no clue as to what they want to do and be. Four short years later, as they walk across that stage at graduation the blank canvas of life is wide open, yet the beginning of adulting seems a bit overwhelming – the wonder if they can be all they long to be. The plans of life seem at the same time exciting and daunting.

We’ve all had dreams. Some came to be. Some didn’t. The ones that come to be usually bring a sense of accomplishment and reward, they are positive experiences. No trouble there. The tough things to handle are those dreams that didn’t work out the way we had always planned that they would.

In scripture, Joseph had dreams that worked out. They were given to him by God, so of course they did. But his older brothers’ dreams didn’t. They dreamed of being in charge because they were older and higher in the pecking order. Some little rugrat brother was not going to rule over them, and they would certainly never bow down to him. But our plans don’t always pan out. And theirs didn’t. They one day found themselves bowing down to that little brother all grown up and in charge, because their life depended on his help, his authority, his position above them.

Have you found yourself in an I-never-dreamed-it-would-end-up-like-this-life? Perhaps it was youthful dreams of a Cinderella romance that didn’t pan out. Maybe it was a career that went off track and left you floundering. Possibly it was unexpected health or financial issues. It could have even been a derailing of your dreams caused by your own bad choices.

What do we do when that happens, when life takes a detour that wasn’t in our play book? Does it devastate us and stall us out on living? Do we become untrue to our principles and convictions? Bitter and resentful? Or do we find a way to rise above?

I want to encourage you today, that whatever path you find yourself treading, the Lord will bring about His purposes in your life. In Proverbs 19:21 God’s Word tells us, “Many are the plans in a person’s heart, but it is the Lord’s purpose that prevails.”

We need to lean on Him, to trust Him. But what we often do is try to manipulate and figure it all out with our own fallible wisdom. Or we “phone a friend” and get their answer (human & fallible) to our situation. The book of Proverbs tells us what we should do.

Proverbs 3:5-6 “Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways submit to him, and he will make your paths straight.”

Proverbs 16:3-4 “Commit to the Lord whatever you do, and he will establish your plans. The Lord works out everything to its proper end…”

The book of Psalms reminds us where to look for guidance when our life goals seem squashed and our hearts are saddened because things just aren’t working out.

Psalm 119:105 “Your word is a lamp for my feet, a light on my path.”

Psalm 119:130 “The unfolding of your words gives light; it gives understanding to the simple.”

So, if today things seem like you’re at a dead end or you really wish you were in a different place, turn to the Father. Go to His Word. Seek Him in prayer. Pour out your heart’s deepest desires and trust Him to be the one to accomplish all that and so much more in your life. Then lay down your plans and look forward to the fertile pasture He will bring you to. You may not get to be the giraffe you had dreamed of being as a 4-year-old, but I guarantee, God is good, He does good, and He has good plans for your life. Sit back and enjoy the adventure. And don’t say “No” if He says he’s taking you to a new place.

Praying on Cruise Control

It had been an unusually busy Sunday afternoon and my time got away from me. I had a meeting at church at 5:45 for a project some of us were working on. I had updated my notes for this meeting but had not printed them. It was time to leave but I had to print my notes. I turned to my computer and clicked print. I heard the printer start up so I ran (walked quickly) for my shoes. The printer was still printing. Ok, purse, folder, phone, keys. What was that? Beep! Beep! Beep! Printer problems. No paper. Ok. I can handle that. I looked at the time. I was really trying to be on time today.

Finally, the pages were printed. I opened the basement door to call to my husband to tell him I was leaving. He called back that he had turned my car around and it was ready to go. How nice. It had been parked in an unusual place that day because of what was going on in the basement. As I pulled out of the driveway, I checked the time. I really don’t like being late.

I hurriedly zipped around the curves on the main road and was making up for lost time when I realized I had not prayed for this meeting before I left home. As I said, “Dear Heavenly Father” I noticed the speed limit sign. Then I glanced at my speed. I can not pray and speed at the same time. God convicted me of that a long time ago. Why did God give me such a lead foot? I began to slow my pace. It took a while but I got my speed back to the speed limit and pressed cruise control. Ah! Now I can pray. “Please forgive me once again for speeding. Thank you for your loving, merciful forgiveness.”

Oooops, There was another speed limit sign. 35 miles per hour. I have trouble driving 35 miles per hour on this road. I know all of the curves and could drive it with my eyes closed. Then the speed dropped to 30 miles per hour. Where did that sign come from? 30 miles per hour? You have got to be kidding me! There was no way I could do that. The cars were already backing up behind me. Nobody drives 30 miles per hour on this road. But I need to pray.

I was almost to the church by now. As I stepped out of my car and grabbed my notes, I thanked God for a safe drive to the church. I have frequently been told that the angels jump off when you go over the speed limit. I cannot find a biblical reference for that but a pastor told me that so it has to be true. As I hurried into the church, I asked God to remind me to pray before I left home the next time.

James 4:17 If anyone, then, knows the good they ought to do and doesn’t do it, it is sin for them.

Romans 6:23 For the wages of sin is death; but the gift of God is eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord.

“If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.” [1 John 1:9]

Romans 3:23 For everyone has sinned; we all fall short of God’s glorious standard.

1 John 1:7 But if we walk in the light, as he is in the light, we have fellowship with one another, and the blood of Jesus his Son cleanses us from all sin.