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A Sheep’s Journey Through Psalms -66

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Come and See: A Journey Through Psalm 66

Oh, friend, have you ever had one of those moments where God’s goodness just overwhelms you? Maybe it’s watching a sunrise paint the sky in hues of pink and gold, or feeling a quiet peace settle over your heart after a storm of worries. That’s the kind of joy that bubbles up in Psalm 66—a heartfelt song of praise that invites us all to join in. As we walk through this psalm together, let’s let its words warm our souls and draw us closer to the One who deserves all our shouts of glory.

The psalm opens with a vibrant call to worship: “Shout for joy to God, all the earth! Sing the glory of his name; make his praise glorious” (verses 1-2). Imagine the psalmist—likely David or another worshipper—standing before a crowd, arms wide, urging everyone to lift their voices. It’s not just a polite suggestion; it’s an exuberant invitation for the whole world to recognize God’s majesty. Why? Because His deeds are “awesome,” as verse 3 puts it. Think about the power that turns enemies into allies, the kind of authority that makes the impossible happen. In our lives, this reminds me of how God turns our messes into messages. When was the last time you paused to shout—maybe literally or just in your heart—about His faithfulness? It’s a personal nudge to make praise a daily habit, not just a Sunday thing.

As we move deeper, verses 5-7 paint a picture of God’s mighty acts in history: “Come and see what God has done, how awesome his works in man’s behalf!” Here, the psalmist recalls the Exodus—the sea turning into dry land, the people crossing on foot. It’s like flipping through a family photo album of miracles, from the Red Sea parting to the Jordan River standing still. These aren’t distant tales; they’re proofs of God’s ongoing rule over creation. “He rules forever by his power, his eyes watch the nations” (verse 7). Friend, in a world that feels chaotic, this is our anchor. When trials come—and they do—remembering what God has done in the past builds our trust for the future. I’ve found that journaling my own “come and see” moments—times when God provided unexpectedly or healed a broken relationship—strengthens my faith like nothing else.

But Psalm 66 doesn’t shy away from the hard stuff. Verses 8-12 shift to a more intimate tone: “Praise our God, O peoples, let the sound of his praise be heard; he has preserved our lives and kept our feet from slipping.” The psalmist acknowledges testing: “For you, O God, tested us; you refined us like silver.” Picture silver in a refiner’s fire—hot, purifying, sometimes painful. We’ve all been there, haven’t we? Those seasons of burden, like being “imprisoned” or carrying heavy loads (verse 11). Yet, through it all, God brings us to a “place of abundance” (verse 12). This is such a tender truth: Our trials aren’t random; they’re part of God’s loving process to make us shine brighter. If you’re in the fire right now, hold on—He’s not abandoning you; He’s preparing you. Lean into that promise with me.

The psalm closes on a deeply personal note in verses 13-20, like a one-on-one chat with God. The writer fulfills vows made in distress, offering sacrifices and sharing testimony: “Come and listen, all you who fear God; let me tell you what he has done for me.” It’s raw and real—crying out in trouble, God listening because “he has not rejected my prayer or withheld his love from me” (verse 20). Oh, how this warms my heart! It shows that praise isn’t just corporate; it’s profoundly individual. God hears your cries, sees your struggles, and responds with unfailing love. If sin had been cherished, prayers might go unanswered (verse 18), but in Christ, we have forgiveness and open access to the Father.

As we wrap up this stroll through Psalm 66, let’s make it our own. Today, why not take a moment to “come and see” what God is doing in your life? Shout His praise, remember His deeds, embrace the refining, and share your story. Heavenly Father, thank You for being the God who acts mightily on our behalf. Help us to praise You with joy, even in trials, knowing Your love never fails. Amen. May this psalm linger in your heart, friend, like a warm embrace from above.

A Sheep’s Reason to Embrace Advent

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Embracing the Gift of Advent: A Time to Draw Near

Dear friend, as the days grow shorter and the world around us twinkles with holiday lights, I want to invite you into something truly special—observing Advent. It’s more than just a countdown to Christmas; it’s a gentle whisper from God, calling us to pause, reflect, and prepare our hearts for the miracle of Jesus’ birth. In my own life, Advent has become a cherished rhythm, a way to step out of the hustle and find that quiet space where God’s presence feels so close. Let me share with you why I believe we should embrace this season, not out of obligation, but out of love for the One who came to us as a baby in a manger.

First, Advent reminds us of the profound story of God’s love breaking into our world. Think about it: over 2,000 years ago, the prophets foretold a Savior, and in the fullness of time, Jesus arrived. As Isaiah 9:6 says, “For to us a child is born, to us a son is given; and the government shall be upon his shoulder, and his name shall be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.” Observing Advent helps us relive that anticipation, much like Mary and Joseph did on their journey to Bethlehem. It’s a chance to meditate on Scripture, light candles each week, and let the wonder of the Incarnation sink deep into our souls. In a world that rushes straight to the festivities, Advent says, “Slow down, my child—savor the promise fulfilled.”

But it’s not just about looking back; Advent also turns our eyes forward to Christ’s return. Jesus promised He’d come again, and this season stirs that holy longing in us. It’s like waiting for a dear friend to arrive after a long absence—our hearts ache with hope. The four weeks of Advent, themed around hope, peace, joy, and love, guide us to cultivate these virtues in our daily lives. Maybe you’ve felt the weight of uncertainty this year; Advent offers a balm, reminding us that Jesus is the Light who pierces every darkness. As we light the Advent wreath or read devotional passages, we’re not just marking time—we’re aligning our spirits with God’s eternal plan, preparing room in our hearts for Him anew.

On a personal note, I did not grow up in a religious tradition that celebrated Advent. I found it here in my later years. The Christmas season my favorite season for preaching and teaching God’s Word, sometimes felt overwhelming. Work deadlines, family stresses, the usual chaos. But committing to using Advent with my family, lighting a candle each week as we looked at Bible verses together, both about Christ’s first Incarnation and His coming return brought such peace with it that I was hooked. It wasn’t about perfection; it was about presence. It helped us to center our lives, reflecting on the true reason for the season. Observing Advent helped me see Christmas not as an event, but as an encounter with the living God. And friend, that’s available to you too. Whether you’re new to this or returning after years away, it’s never too late to start. Perhaps begin with a small step: find an Advent calendar with Scriptures, or join an online community sharing reflections. Let it be a warm embrace from the Father, drawing you closer.

As we journey through these weeks, may your heart overflow with the joy of expectation. Let’s pray together: Heavenly Father, thank You for the gift of Advent, a season to remember Your Son’s humble arrival and to yearn for His glorious return. Help us to observe it with open hearts, finding hope in Your promises, peace in Your presence, joy in Your salvation, and love in Your endless grace. Draw us nearer to You, Lord, and let this time transform us. In Jesus’ name, Amen.

With warmth and blessings,
Your friend in Christ

A Sheep’s Journey Through Psalms -47

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Worship Even Through Tough Times: A Devotion on Psalm 47

As I sit with Psalm 47, I’m struck by its call to exuberant praise. “Clap your hands, all you nations; shout to God with cries of joy” (v. 1). It’s a vivid picture of unrestrained worship, and it hits me personally. There are days when life feels heavy—bills pile up, work stresses mount, and the world’s chaos seems relentless. Yet, this psalm reminds me that God is still on His throne, reigning as the “great King over all the earth” (v. 2). That truth pulls me out of my own head and into His presence.

From a Christian perspective, Psalm 47 is a powerful declaration of God’s sovereignty. The psalmist exalts God not just as a local deity but as the ruler over all nations (v. 8). This speaks to me deeply in a world that often feels like it’s spinning out of control. Political divisions, moral decline, and global unrest can make it seem like no one’s in charge. But God is. He “reigns over the nations; God is seated on his holy throne” (v. 8). This isn’t just poetic—it’s a bedrock truth. God’s authority doesn’t bend to human systems or cultural shifts. He is unchanging, and His rule is absolute.

I find verse 5 particularly moving: “God has ascended amid shouts of joy, the Lord amid the sounding of trumpets.” It makes me think of Jesus’ ascension, returning to the Father after His victory over sin and death. As a believer, I’m reminded that my Savior isn’t just a historical figure—He’s the exalted King, reigning now and forever. This fuels my hope. No matter what I face, I belong to a kingdom that cannot be shaken.

The psalm also calls me to action. Worship isn’t passive; it’s clapping, shouting, singing (v. 6). It’s a choice to lift my eyes above my circumstances and praise God for who He is. I’ve found that when I do this—whether through a hymn in church or a quiet moment of gratitude at home—my perspective shifts. The problems don’t always disappear, but they lose their grip on my heart.

For us as Christians, Psalm 47 is a reminder to live with confidence in God’s sovereignty. In a culture that often mocks faith or pressures us to compromise, we can stand firm, knowing our God is over all. Let’s worship Him boldly, trust His rule, and share His truth with a world that desperately needs it.

Prayer: Heavenly Father, You are the great King over all the earth. Help me to praise You with joy, even in tough times. Anchor my heart in Your unchanging rule, and give me courage to live for You. In Jesus’ name, Amen.

A Sheep’s Journey Through Psalm -43

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A Devotion on Psalm 43: Seeking God’s Light in the Shadows

Oh, how often I’ve found myself in the depths of discouragement, feeling oppressed by the world’s injustices and my own inner turmoil. It’s in those moments that I turn to the Psalms, where David’s raw cries mirror my own heart. Psalm 43 speaks directly to that longing for God’s presence amid adversity. Let’s read it together:

Vindicate me, O God, and plead my cause against an ungodly nation; rescue me from deceitful and wicked men. For you are God my stronghold. Why have you rejected me? Why must I go about mourning, oppressed by the enemy? Send forth your light and your truth, let them guide me; let them bring me to your holy hill, to your dwelling! Then will I go to the altar of God, to God, my joy and my delight. I will praise you with the harp, O God, my God. Why are you downcast, O my soul? Why so disturbed within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise him, my Savior and my God. (Psalm 43, NIV)

In this short but powerful psalm, I see David pouring out his soul to God, much like I do when life feels overwhelming. He’s not afraid to question why God seems distant—”Why have you rejected me?“—yet he anchors himself in the truth that God is his stronghold. I’ve been there, wondering why the Lord allows oppression from deceitful people or circumstances that weigh me down. But as I reflect, I remember that our strength comes not from our own efforts, but from the sovereign God who never truly abandons His children.

Charles Spurgeon, in his Treasury of David, captures this beautifully when he notes on verse 1: “One good word from God outweighs ten thousand railing speeches of men.” It’s a reminder that in the face of an ungodly world, I can appeal to God’s justice, trusting Him to vindicate me rather than seeking revenge myself. Spurgeon further explains that deceit and injustice are close companions, but God’s deliverance is sure for those who cry out to Him.

Matthew Henry echoes this in his commentary, urging us to remember God’s mercies amid misery. On the psalm as a whole, he writes: “The way to forget our miseries, is to remember the God of our mercies.” David saw troubles as potentially coming from God’s wrath, which discouraged him, but Henry points out that if trials combine against us, they are still appointed and overruled by the Lord. This encourages me to shift my focus from my problems to the God who orchestrates all things for my good.

John Calvin highlights the depth of David’s sorrow, not just from enemies, but from being cut off from worship. Commenting on verse 3, he says: “The chief cause of his sorrow consisted in his being banished from the congregation of the godly, so he places the height of all his enjoyments in this, that he might be at liberty to take part in the exercises of religion.” Oh, how true this rings for me! When I feel distant from God, it’s often because I’ve neglected gathering with His people or approaching His altar in prayer. David prays for God’s light and truth to lead him back to the holy hill—symbolizing the temple, but for us today, pointing to intimate communion through Christ. Calvin reminds us that God’s favor dispels sorrow, and His promises are the foundation of our faith.

In a sermon on the elements of joy, John MacArthur connects Psalms 42 and 43, describing the psalmist’s distress as an unsatisfied longing for God. He quotes verse 4: “Then I will go to the altar of God, To God my exceeding joy,” emphasizing that true joy is found in God’s presence, not circumstances. MacArthur teaches that spiritual joy is a gift from the Holy Spirit, produced in us as we believe the gospel, obey God’s Word, and endure trials with an eternal perspective. Even in despair, the psalmist interrogates his soul—”Why are you downcast?“—and resolves to hope in God, knowing praise will follow.

Reflection:

As I meditate on this, I challenge myself: Why let my soul stay disturbed when God is my exceeding joy? In my daily life, this means turning to Scripture and prayer when enemies—whether people, doubts, or sins—oppress me. It means seeking the light of Christ to guide me back to worship, perhaps by attending church faithfully or praising Him in my quiet times. Like David, I can resolve to praise God with whatever “harp” I have—my voice, my actions, my trust.

Prayer:

Lord, my God, send out Your light and truth to lead me today. Deliver me from deceit and oppression, and draw me near to Your altar. You are my exceeding joy, the health of my countenance. Help me hope in You alone, that I may yet praise You. Amen.

A Sheep’s Journey Through Psalms -33

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A Devotion on Psalm 33: A Song of the Heart

Imagine standing on a windswept hill at dawn, the sky ablaze with hues of amber and rose, as if God Himself is painting the heavens with a brush dipped in glory. The world feels alive—grasses swaying like a choir, birds weaving melodies into the air, and the distant rumble of the sea echoing like a heartbeat. This is the scene Psalm 33 invites us into: a vibrant call to worship, a reminder that the Creator’s handiwork surrounds us, and His steadfast love fills every corner of our lives.

“Sing joyfully to the Lord, you righteous; it is fitting for the upright to praise him” (Psalm 33:1). I picture myself here, not just reading these words but feeling them. My heart, sometimes heavy with worries—bills piling up, relationships fraying, or the quiet ache of uncertainty—finds a spark of joy in this command. It’s as if God is saying, “Lift your eyes, my child. Look at the world I’ve made. Let it teach you to sing.” So, I imagine picking up a guitar, my fingers fumbling over the strings, offering a shaky but earnest song to the One who never falters.

The psalmist goes on: “By the word of the Lord the heavens were made, their starry host by the breath of his mouth” (v. 6). I think of the nights I’ve stood under a canopy of stars, each one a pinpoint of light, like a promise God whispered into the dark. Those stars weren’t just flung into place; they were spoken into being. And if God’s word can craft galaxies, surely it can speak peace into my chaos. I recall a moment last year when anxiety gripped me—my job felt unsteady, my plans unclear. Yet, reading this, I’m reminded that the same God who breathed out constellations knows my name and holds my future.

“For he spoke, and it came to be; he commanded, and it stood firm” (v. 9). This verse feels like a rock under my feet. I see a stormy sea, waves crashing like doubts, threatening to pull me under. But God’s command is stronger than the storm. I think of times I’ve felt unsteady—when a friend’s betrayal stung or when grief left me hollow. Yet, God’s word stands firm, a lighthouse cutting through the fog, guiding me back to hope.

The psalm shifts to God’s sovereignty: “The Lord foils the plans of the nations; he thwarts the purposes of the peoples. But the plans of the Lord stand firm forever” (vv. 10–11). I imagine a grand chessboard, where human schemes move like pawns, ambitious but fragile. God, the master player, sees every move before it’s made. I confess, I’ve made my own plans—career goals, dreams of a perfect life—only to watch them unravel. Yet, I’m learning to trust His plans instead. His plans, unlike mine, don’t waver.

And then, the heartbeat of the psalm: “But the eyes of the Lord are on those who fear him, on those whose hope is in his unfailing love” (v. 18). I picture God’s eyes, warm and steady, like a father watching his child take their first steps. He sees me—not just my successes but my stumbles, my quiet tears, my unspoken fears. His unfailing love feels like a river, steady and deep, carrying me through dry seasons. I remember a night of prayer, feeling alone, yet sensing His presence like a warm hand on my shoulder, whispering, “I’m here.”

As the psalm closes, it’s a prayer: “May your unfailing love be with us, Lord, even as we put our hope in you” (v. 22). I make this my prayer today, standing on that hill in my mind, the wind carrying my words heavenward. I see my life—imperfect, messy, but held by a God who paints skies and calms seas. I choose to hope, to sing, to trust.

Reflection:

Take a moment to step outside or look out a window. Notice one piece of creation—a tree, a cloud, a star. Let it remind you of God’s power and love. Write or speak a one-sentence prayer, offering your own song of trust to Him.

A Sheep’s Journey Through Psalms -32

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A Devotion on Psalm 32: The Joy of Forgiveness

“Blessed is the one whose transgressions are forgiven, whose sins are covered.” (Psalm 32:1, NIV)

Psalm 32, penned by David, is a radiant testimony to the transformative power of God’s forgiveness. It invites us into the heart of a soul set free from the weight of sin, basking in the joy of divine grace. This psalm is both a personal confession and a universal call to trust in God’s mercy, offering hope to every believer who seeks His face.

The Weight of Unconfessed Sin
David begins by describing the blessedness of forgiveness, but he quickly contrasts it with the agony of unconfessed sin: “When I kept silent, my bones wasted away through my groaning all day long” (v. 3). Sin, when hidden, festers like a wound, draining our strength and stealing our peace. C.S. Lewis, in his reflections on sin, noted, “We are not merely imperfect creatures who need to grow: we are rebels who must lay down our arms.” Silence before God is a refusal to surrender, and it leaves us languishing under guilt’s heavy yoke.Yet, David’s experience is not the end of the story. The turning point comes in verse 5: “Then I acknowledged my sin to you and did not cover up my iniquity… and you forgave the guilt of my sin.” Confession is the key that unlocks the door to freedom. It’s an act of humility, a laying down of our pride, and an invitation for God’s grace to flood our souls. As the great Christian thinker Augustine wrote, “The confession of evil works is the first beginning of good works.” When we bring our sins into the light, God’s mercy meets us there, covering us not with shame but with His righteousness.

The Shelter of God’s Grace
David goes on to proclaim God as a “hiding place” (v. 7), a refuge for those who trust in Him. This imagery evokes the safety of a child running to a parent’s embrace. In Christ, we find the ultimate hiding place—His cross becomes our shelter, His blood our covering. As Charles Spurgeon beautifully said, “The Lord’s mercy is a fortress impregnable to the assaults of the enemy.” No matter the storm of guilt or fear, God surrounds us with “songs of deliverance” (v. 7), reminding us that we are His.

A Call to Rejoice
The psalm closes with an exuberant call: “Rejoice in the Lord and be glad, you righteous; sing, all you who are upright in heart!” (v. 11). Forgiveness is not merely a transaction; it’s an invitation to joy. When we experience God’s grace, our hearts are stirred to worship, to sing, to live with renewed purpose. Dietrich Bonhoeffer, reflecting on the psalms, wrote, “The Psalms teach us to pray as a community, to sing as those who know the God who forgives.” This joy is contagious, drawing others to the One who redeems.

Application for Today
Psalm 32 challenges us to examine our hearts. Are we carrying the weight of unconfessed sin, groaning under its burden? God invites us to come boldly to Him, confessing our faults, trusting in His mercy. As 1 John 1:9 assures us, “If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just and will forgive us our sins and purify us from all unrighteousness.” Let us run to our hiding place, rest in His forgiveness, and let our lives resound with the joy of being made new.

Prayer
Heavenly Father, thank You for the gift of forgiveness that lifts the weight of our sin and restores our souls. Give us the courage to confess, the faith to trust in Your mercy, and the joy to sing of Your deliverance. May our lives reflect the freedom found in Your grace, drawing others to Your love. In Jesus’ name, Amen.

Reflections on a Tuesday evening

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One of my favorite quotes that is attributed to Martin Luther King, Jr, is “We must accept finite disappointments but never lose infinite hope.” It reminds me of Psalm 30:5b “Weeping may endure for a night but joy comes in the morning.” Whatever troubles are happening now, for the Christian they are only temporary. Whatever hardship we are enduring in the present will fade in the future as out Lord comes for us, vindicates us, and takes us home with Him to live a life of unending joy. Here in this world we will have trouble, as Scripture plainly teaches, but we are not to be dismayed for we serve the One who overcomes all. What a great promise for all eternity — we serve a Risen Savior who is coming again and this is what gives us infinite hope. As we head into Easter, let us lift our eyes from the finite disappointments that so easily beset us and lift our eyes to the One who is hope incarnate, the Lord Jesus Christ.

What it Means to be a Pastor

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                Being a pastor in Montana means many different things to me. Since arriving in 1995, I have served churches in Red Lodge, Columbus and Havre. Being a pastor in Montana means unloading trucks outside at work at 4:30 in the morning in  -40°F weather so that the church can still afford to have a pastor.  It means reaching out to people who have never heard basic Bible stories such as Noah and the Ark, David and Goliath or the real Christmas story.

Pastoring in Montana means enduring weeks of loneliness, isolated by geography and finances from family, friends and even other pastors. It means driving hours to conferences for the fellowship with friends and the opportunity to sharpen ones skills. It means penetrating reclusive lives and investing time into communities. It means sharing your home with people from all walks of life and all kinds of backgrounds. It means being vulnerable and authentic and living a transformed life in front of a watching world.

Pastoring in Montana means that you start laying the foundation for future works to take place.  Very quickly you learn that there is no prestige, no glory, no “bigger” church to aspire to. What there is, is plenty of is hard work, years of discipleship, mentoring, teaching and engaging. There is the joy of seeing a second generation come to know and serve the Lord. There is the joy of seeing families and marriages being put back together. There is the satisfaction of establishing stability and credibility in a community that is constantly watching to see if your Christianity is real. There is the awesome exhilaration that comes from seeing new believers mature and go out in service for the kingdom, taking the gospel to yet another place that needs to hear it.

Being a pastor in Montana is a tale of two extremes. It is a tale of hardships and frustration and of rapture and joy. It will cause you to grow closer to God than you thought possible because there is no one else around for you to turn to. It will drive you to your knees over and over seeking strength, guidance and wisdom. It will also lead you to give God all the credit because only He could possibly penetrate the darkness and hardened hearts of those who do not know Him.

Jeff Iorg, President of Golden Gate Seminary, sums up what I think being a pastor in Montana is all about when he says in his book, The Painful Side of Leadership, “Most leaders easily forget their primary reason for being placed in their leadership role. The primary reason isn’t for you to do things for God. It’s so God can use your leadership setting as a laboratory for shaping the image of Jesus in you.[1]

I pray that the image that is being shaped in me, as I pastor in Montana, is that of Jesus Christ.

[1] Iorg, Jeff. The Painful Side of Leadership. P12. B&H Publishing Group 2009