Archive for January, 2013


Who thought a worm could almost make my strong husband cry?

Read about it in my latest how-not-to-farm blog:

Recite Romans 3:27-31


I’m still persevering in Romans. How about you? Think about a time when we may not be allowed to have God’s Word. Would you know it? Are you storing it up as the treasure that it is?

Join us as we Recite Romans and explore the riches of the great salvation God has provided for us through Christ.

Who is the Real Heir?

The third cousin, Matthew is contacted to inherit Downton Abbey.

A deformed Patrick shows up during wartime, claiming to be the heir.

Cora is pregnant with a boy and then miscarries.

Robert loses their fortune during the war and must sell the estate.

Just when we are sure about something, the plot twists. We are left on the proverbial cliff until the next episode.

Of course, we look at the estate and are amazed at such wealth.

Yet, as believers, our inheritance makes Downton look like Barbie’s plastic fold-up house.

Do we really understand our wealth? Our inheritance?

Theologians have camped on this for years. I’d like to give you a cake-pop taste of our inheritance.

Most of us are familiar with Romans 3:23, but what about the verses surrounding it.

But now the righteousness of God has been manifested apart from the law, although the Law and the Prophets bear witness to it—the righteousness of God through faith in Jesus Christ for all who believe. For there is no distinction: for all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God, and are justified by his grace as a gift, through the redemption that is in Christ Jesus, whom God put forward as a propitiation by his blood, to be received by faith. This was to show God’s righteousness, because in his divine forbearance he had passed over former sins. It was to show his righteousness at the present time, so that he might be just and the justifier of the one who has faith in Jesus.
(Romans 3:21-26 ESV)

We’ve all sinned, there is no distinction. God’s just wrath faces and condemns us. To satisfy His deserved wrath, He sent His Son to be the blood sacrifice for our sins. The propitiation to turn away the wrath of God.

After the perfect sacrifice of Christ, God justified us. He declared us innocent since Christ paid for our sins. We were not innocent, we were declared innocent. The above verses state that we are justified by His grace as a gift.

After that, Christ redeemed us from the bondage of our sin. He paid the price to bring us off the slave-block. Not only that, but he made us heirs.


Those of you who aren’t followers of Jesus will think I’m crazy. But think about this: you do wrong things, have wrong thoughts and motives. If you’re honest, you know you do. In fact, you can’t help it.

Someone must pay for those sins.

Christ did. When in faith, a person trusts Christ’s death and resurrection alone for forgiveness, they become heirs with Christ.

I don’t mean being a Christian will make you wealthy.


Remember the disciples of Christ? They died horrific deaths with the exception of John. No health and wealth for them. How about the Apostle Paul. He traveled from town to town preaching, getting beat up, stoned, imprisoned. Not a life of ease. Yet, listen to what he says in 2 Corinthians 8:9, “For you know the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, that though he was rich, yet for your sake he became poor, so that you by his poverty might become rich.”

What kind of riches? I’ll tell you what they aren’t. Not stuff you can purchase. I category 2 hurricane could blow that all away. Not health. Cancer affects all ages and nationalities. A wrong turn on the highway could end it for you or for me.

No. Eternal riches. The kind you can sink your teeth into. The kind men and women of faith banked their lives on. Abraham. King David. Peter.

An eternal inheritance. Look at what Jesus said in Matthew 6:19-21, “Do not lay up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy and where thieves break in and steal,  but lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust destroys and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.”

Too many words today. But one last thought.

I watched as my father died. He lost both legs to diabetes. The day I moved him into a nursing home was the hardest day of my life. When I got him ready to go, he only needed one armload of stuff. That day changed my life.

What are you investing in?

I’m investing in an eternal inheritance. I’m a child of the King of Kings.

I don’t have to guess about my inheritance or think someone could take it away.

How about you?

Downton Abbey is a great show. But it’s just a show. The plot will change with the writers’ whims.

Why not bank on the God of the universe? There are no edits or rewrites with Him.

Just heaven.





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Speeding on the Farm

The attendant at the farm store stared awkwardly at us. “We don’t carry harry vetch here.”


“How about winter rye?”


“No sir. But we do have rye and a few other seeds you could use.”


We exited the seed store with three different kinds of seeds. The next question: how do we mix and spread them?


We pulled out the handbook.


“The manual says I’m supposed to go 10mph to spread the seeds evenly.”


We both nodded. It sounded fast, but it was a lot slower than we drove in Florida.


Taking a big stick, we stirred the seeds like cake batter in a plastic container.


After months of research and days of clearing the field, it came down to this: the day we would actually move from the noun farm to the verb farm


Tom climbed aboard the tractor and as I prayed. He leaned back, put the tractor in gear, and took off.


Who knew 10mph on a tractor compared to driving on the autobahn? Tom flew across the field bouncing up and down like a cartoon character.


Stated like a children’s book, “Tom farmed.”


The next line would read, “But nothing grew.”


We’re still moving to the noun farm and going to do the verb farm.


We need better batter.