A prayer for these days:

Our Father, you are seated now as you were those thousands of years ago when you peeled back the curtain to give your servant Isaiah a glimpse of you.  Your Son is seated at your right hand, reigning, ruling, holding all things together by the word of his power.  Your Spirit has made His home is in the most unlikely place, the temple of human hearts. It is in your presence that there is fullness of joy.  We pause and marvel, our hearts bowed low as we approach you in prayer.  

How can it be that you welcome us to come to you in this way, that we do not have to slink into your presence, but run to you in boldness?  It can ONLY be because your Son Jesus Christ came to save sinners — US — and through him we can be called the children of God, heirs to a kingdom that we cannot yet fully grasp.  So we come to you as children, needy and humble in heart and know that you hear and respond to us.  

As we shuffle around in these strange days, we feel the frustration and weight of not knowing what to do.  Practical clarity feels out of reach and as soon as we may be about to grasp it, it slips out of our hand.  We hear the voices of many shouting words and more words, plans and ideas and fears and predictions until our heads and hearts spin like a top.  Help us, our Father, to fix our eyes on things above where Jesus is seated at your right hand.  Help us remember that you are not spinning like a top, that you are not fretting and seeking counsel from mere men.  Help us remember that while no one can fully grasp your mind and your inscrutable ways, still you desire for us to know you.  You do not hide yourself from us.  You are the one who gives counsel, who says, “This is the way, walk in it.”    We desire to know your will as it is perfect and for our good and your glory.  We ask that through the power of your spirit and the grace given to us through Jesus our Savior, you would align our hearts with yours.  

Father, the giver of every good and perfect gift, we thank you for the another day.  For many these days are filled with turmoil and trepidation.  Help us to taste and see your goodness, the promised manna, as you provide and sustain us.   It is so difficult for us to truly believe that in you, we truly have everything that we need.  Give us eyes to see your faithfulness and open hands to receive bread — even when to us it may look like a stone.  Settle fretful hearts.  Enlarge our faith.  Increase our trust in you.  We cannot do it on our own.  You are faithful, help us to remind ourselves of this.  

As the wind shifts in the current days and the temperature of our culture continues to rise, cause our hearts to be soft and not hard.  Forgive us for being quick to anger, quick to sling words of accusation and judgment, for grumbling,  for lacking compassion for others.  We can’t make it through one day without our flesh vying for its own way.  Forgive us for giving in to temptation, for failing to turn our hearts from wicked ways and sinning in our thoughts as well as our deeds.  

Stir up the wind of grace that forgives us into our hearts so that we might exhale it towards others.  Loosen our grip on our own rights and opinions and demands.  Teach us humility as we look to and remember our humble Christ.  He did not revile in return those who insulted him, he did not threaten when he suffered.   Indeed, he bled for those who hated him, and apart from grace we would not love him either.  Increase our understanding of the forgiveness that you have poured out on us so we may forgive in the same way.  Help us to know, like Jesus did, that our case is safe in your hands Father, that justice is yours and not ours.  We trust you with our wounds.  

And finally, we know that we have a true enemy, one that hates your glory and desires to steal and kill and destroy.  Guard us from his schemes.  Give us sharp minds and keen eyes and wise hearts that are alert and sober minded.  We gather your armor onto us and ask for your protection to forces seen and unseen.  May we remember that victory is already yours.  Help us not to be afraid, but to stand firm with the armor of God covering us.  

Father in heaven, the winds of change are upon us and we want to stand on the waters with our eyes fixed on you.  Save us, hear our prayers, strengthen your weary children.  Bind us together by your steadfast love and through the peace that Jesus brought to us.  

And all your people said, 


What does real love look like in the Body of Christ?

“A new commandment I give to you, that you love one another: just as I have loved you, you also are to love one another. By this all people will know that you are my disciples; if you have love for one another.”

John 13:34-35

Jesus makes it very clear that we are to love one another. But what does that look like exactly? How do we love one another in tangible ways? Thankfully, the Lord didn’t leave us guessing on those questions. In this blog, I’d like to let Scripture guide our thoughts on what loving each other during this time might look like. There are numerous passages like Romans 12:9-10, I Cor. 13, 16:14; Galatians 5:13-14, etc. that we could look at. But for this blog we’ll just look at one.

“So if there is any encouragement in Christ, any comfort from love, any participation in the Spirit, any affection and sympathy, complete my joy by being of the same mind, having the same love, being in full accord and of one mind. Do nothing from selfish ambition or conceit, but in humility count others more significant than yourselves. Let each of you look not only to his own interests, but also to the interests of others. Have this mind among yourselves, which is yours in Christ Jesus.”

Philippians 2:1-5

Notice that Paul uses the words, encouragement, comfort, love, affection, sympathy, joy, humility . . . all of these words make me think of family, or at least what we would want in a family. Right? All of this, of course, is based on God’s love for us in Christ. In verses 3-4 Paul puts a spotlight on what love and humility doesn’t look like. The opposite of love is selfishness, thinking of our own preferences, ambitions, desires, as well as conceitedness. Paul strongly exhorts us to not only “think of our own interests” but “also the interests of others”. He tells us how to think, not just act toward each other. We prove that we have the mind of Christ (I Cor. 2:16) when we are Christlike to others. We reveal that we truly love one another when our behavior is genuinely other focused. When we put others first in our thinking and actions Christ’s love is coming out of us! It is being expressed.

So, during this crazy time that we are in let’s consider a few questions:

  • How might this affect what I write and before I press “send” in a social media post?
  • How might this affect my thoughts to those who do or don’t wear a mask?
  • How might this impact how I pray for leaders across the spectrum? In fact, am I praying for my leaders?

How might this impact my interactions with those I differ in opinion on? Brothers and sisters, let all we do, say and think be marked by love.  Remember, the world will only know that we are Christ’s disciples IF we have love for one another! Let’s guard our hearts and mouths in these days in such a way that we truly speak the truth in love.

A Letter to Students

Dear Students,

This letter is for you. I realize that this is published in a medium you aren’t likely to see- a blog.  What teen reads a blog? My hope is that your parents will read these words and get them in front of you.  I’m writing this letter because I know that there is a lot you are dealing with during this season. You feel it, yet might not know how to express it. Or you may feel it and want to express it, but don’t know if you have permission to express it. I mean, “Why talk about the loss of a sports season when your parents are dealing with the loss of a job?”

Your grief may seem small in comparison to others or to the adults in your life. They are dealing with “real problems”, you are dealing with problems of privilege. We adults might not say it that way, but that’s the way we can make it feel.

Let me first say that I don’t see your losses and suffering that way, and I don’t think Jesus does either. They are real to you. They are big to you. So they deserve space to be recognized. They need space to be talked about. You need an opportunity to lament- not complain- but lament. Confession: We don’t always know how to lament well. We adults, don’t always know how to create space for lament.  We sometimes think, because Jesus was raised from the dead, we, Christians, have no “right” to lament. That is simply not true. We should lament.

Lament is a passionate expression of grief or sorrow. It is Christian to lament. Complaining tends to be the expression of dissatisfaction about something to someone. Lamenting is sorrow or grief about the reality of something.  Complaining is sorrow or annoyance about something I deem unjust. Lamenting is sorrow that your vacation was canceled.  Complaining is sorrow that the vacation, I deserve, is cancelled. Lamenting is sorrow because of brokenness. Complaining is sorrow that the universe doesn’t bend its will to ours.

What happens, and what has probably happened in this season, is that your heart is feeling sorrow and grief and what comes out is complaining.  We, adults, aren’t always good at recognizing lament hidden behind a complaint. Or maybe you do lament, but we don’t have a theology of lament.  We don’t see it as a recognition of a fallen, sinful world.  Too often we jump to the “Good News” without talking about the reality of the bad news. Sin, brokenness, and a fallen world are a reality.  A reality that isn’t just hypothetical or general.  It is real.  It shows up in big and small ways. And good news can only be good to the degree we recognize the bad in a real way, not just hypothetically. So, I want you to know that I understand there is a lot to lament about right now.

Your sport’s seasons are cancelled.  Your summer plans are likely to change, if they haven’t already. No overseas GO trips or overnight summer youth camps.  Vacations are cancelled, changed, or delayed. No end of the school year activities. Crisis-schooling has been, very likely, frustrating and daunting.  Hours on the computer, assignments minus instruction, grades, but they don’t count, but can count if you want them to. That’s frustrating and confusing all at once.

To our Seniors, no cap and gown ceremonies.  This thing you’ve been expecting since kindergarten will not happen. Do you cry or complain? Is it a big deal or not so important? You still graduate, right? It’s hard to know how to feel.  A weird sense of emptiness, of not being able to orient yourself to what’s going hangs in the air.  It’s like a fog. It has a form, but you can’t hold it. It’s tangible and not tangible. Something more has been lost than just a ceremony, a trip, or time together with friends.  It’s a peculiar feeling. Not like a death, but exactly like a death.  And that doesn’t make much sense.

And the cancellations keep coming in waves.  It would have been one thing to cancel everything up front, but it’s been a slow trickle of disappointment. You’re  probably apprehensive to even hope in summer plans. And you carry the hidden stress of your parents’ job situation as well. You feel it even if they try to hide it from you.  You hear the hushed conversations and see the forced smiles. You know there is stress. You carry that weight too.

I’m sure there is more you could add to my list. It’s not comprehensive, just a sample.  I wish I could read this letter to each of you individually, sit with you, and hear what sorrow you have to share. This isn’t a “But Jesus” letter, where I turn everything on a dime. Redemption, reconciliation, and maturity of faith rarely “turn on a dime”. I will say this though- this season will either leave you bitter or more hopeful in Jesus.  There is no other option.  If you think there is a third way, you are kidding yourself.  There is a way that seems like an alternative to bitterness or hope in Jesus, but it is a lie. The false third way, is to pretend you’re not sad, have that sorrow turn into bitterness deep down and hide it, and then have that bitterness spill out next time suffering calls your name.  Bitterness or hope in Jesus, there are only two roads.

I do think the Bible speaks to you in this moment.  In many ways actually, but in one way I’d like to address in particular. It’s not just about what the Bible says, but more about the process God wants you to walk through.  A process, not a “turn on a dime” moment.

“We rejoice in our suffering, knowing that suffering produces endurance, and endurance produces character, and character produces hope, and hope does not put us to shame, because God’s love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit.” (Romans 5:3-5)

Paul can speak about rejoicing in suffering because he knows something about suffering with faith in Jesus.  He knows, not just because of what he has learned through study, but what he has learned through the process of experiencing life. Suffering is a process that produces endurance, then character, then hope.  Not always at the same time. It doesn’t mean Paul gets used to the pain of suffering. No, pain is pain. But he looks and knows that suffering with a posture of faith in Jesus, produces hope, because he has experienced it. 

I’d like to think, as Paul lay blind after meeting Jesus, he wasn’t thinking first about how excited he was that Jesus had come to meet Him.  He was probably confused, disoriented, and trying to come to terms with the new reality that he had just witnessed. Sound familiar? It was a process for him, I believe. Paul is not just telling the Romans to rejoice, he is inviting them to experience it too.

How about an analogy? Imagine you were forced to run 10 miles.  For most of you, it would be painful. It would hurt. You would suffer. Not only that, but the next day, you might actually be hurting more. You may have residual suffering (sore muscles) from the initial suffering.  But let’s say you kept at it. You kept running.  Eventually, you would gain endurance, a sustained ability to keep at it. After awhile, you might even begin to see yourself as a “runner”. Eventually, you might even have enough confidence to enter a race, knowing that you could trust your abilities. Now I would say, if you want to get better at running, it will never get easier.  You will always have to push yourself, thus you will never outgrow that feeling of suffering.  But you might endure the suffering because you now know (you have record of experience) that the process is producing something positive in yourself. 

The point of the analogy is that what started off as an act that only seemed to produced suffering and pain, now produces endurance, confidence, and trust, even though it is still painful. Now the analogy falls short, in that, our suffering with a posture of faith in Jesus, shouldn’t produce confidence in our ability, but a hope and confidence in Jesus.

Paul says “We can rejoice in our suffering, knowing…”. That’s the key. You need to know that your suffering- this loss- is not in vain. The hard part about that knowing, is that this COVID-19 season might be like that first day after your 10 mile run. It was painful then and even more painful now.  Nothing good has “seemed” to be produced from it, yet.

There are two truths you need to hear. You aren’t getting these sports seasons back.  You won’t get 2 weeks of vacation where you’ve lost 1. You may never get to walk across a stage and get your diploma.  The may just mail it to you. The other truth you need to hear: You will suffer again.  This is a loss and its big to you.  That much I’ve tried to validate, but its not the last one.  We can’t even promise you that this quarantine won’t happen again. That’s not comforting. But if we are to be comforted we must start with the reality of our lament. A real savior can handle the reality of our sorrow.

The comfort is this- Your hope in Jesus will never be wasted! “Hope doesn’t put us to shame, because God’s love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit.” God’s love is everlasting.  “But the steadfast love of the Lord is from everlasting to everlasting”. (Psalm 103:17)  If you were secure in His love 6 months ago, be secure now.  His love hasn’t changed.

But as Paul alludes to in Romans, this isn’t a comfort you can only hear about.  This is a process you must experience.  Your suffering, with a posture of faith towards Jesus (that’s paramount) will produce endurance.  That endurance, character, and that character hope in the goodness and greatness of Jesus. God has promised that to us. You will get bitter or you will see Jesus better.

Maybe you are a young Christian, maybe Jesus is making you a Christian with endurance.  Maybe you have faithful endurance and Jesus is weathering you, giving you deep roots to be able to produce fruit even in a storm.  Or maybe Jesus is setting your hope on that eternal weight of glory in Christ Jesus! (2 Cor. 4:17) Either way, it is a process. And here is the beauty of the process. 2 Corinthians 1:3-7 also talks about another process of suffering. Read it will you.  I’ll sum it up, you suffer, the God of all comfort, comforts you, this allows you to comfort those that are suffering, thus giving others love and grace.  Your suffering produces opportunities to show the love of Christ to others who are suffering.  This process isn’t just for you.  It’s for future people and situations you will find yourself in.  You will get bitter or you will love Jesus better and that will have an effect on others eventually.

I can speak from some experience.  I love Jesus.  I’ve loved Jesus and failed and continued to love Jesus more.  I’ve loved Jesus and had opportunities unjustly ripped from me.  I endured and loved Jesus more.  I’ve experience loss and barrenness and hoped in Jesus through tears.  Talk to older people in our congregation.  Their testimonies will speak of a real Jesus that walked them through-not above- their suffering. 

I’m on the same road as many of you. A few steps ahead maybe, but the same road.  I’ve known a little about the rejoicing Paul speaks about. Maybe more than you, but not as much as some. I really wish there was a different way to mature in Jesus Christ, but God in is His divine wisdom knows what we need more then we do. I’d like to think that I can rejoice because I’ve developed, by the Spirit, some endurance, character, and hope. 

My prayer is that the same would be true for you.  It’s a process. As John Piper might say, “Don’t waste your pandemic.” This may be your first brush with suffering and loss.  It won’t be you last.  Endurance doesn’t feel like rejoicing.  But keep beholding Jesus.  In the end it will, you will see.  Don’t take my word for it. Take His Word and experience it. Hold these truths together and press on: You have experienced real loss and that produces suffering and grief, but no suffering will be wasted if our hearts are postured towards our King Jesus in faith.  “Taste and see that the Lord is good. Blessed is the [teen] who takes refuge in Him.” (Psalm 34:8)

Your pastor and fellow traveler,

Todd Van Dyke

Party for Patty

So. Two weeks ago we threw a party for our cat. Yes. A party for our cat. I know. It’s as insane as it sounds. But when you have a six-year-old daughter that loves her cat and you’ve been cooped up for 6 weeks {at the present time} due to the COVID-19 virus, you do crazy things, right?

It all started with our daughter acknowledging that it was in fact the month of April and that Patty’s- said cat- birthday was in the month of April. Now, none of us really know when Patty was born. We adopted her three days before Christmas two years ago and the Animal Shelter estimated that she was 8 months old when we picked her out. So, being put on the spot with my daughter pressuring me on an *exact* date for Patty’s birthday, I simply took December 22nd and subtracted 8 months which put us at April 22nd- Patty’s birthday… of course.

Well, it came time for her party, and we had the cupcakes and streamers all set. Yes, to my husband’s dismay, I spent THREE whole dollars on streamers for our cat’s birthday party… anyhow… we sang happy birthday and blew out the candles and then, my daughter got her feelings hurt. Even now, two weeks later, I still don’t know what got her upset, but all I know was that I was trying to be patient in the moment and sensitive to her hurt feelings. There were quite a bit of unsolicited tears and crying. And in the midst of the noise… and chaos… and commotion of the party and her hurt feelings, her older brother shouts out in her direction, “IT’S NOT ALL ABOUT YOU!”

I, of course, shot back in some form or fashion and not so many words, “Son, have some compassion!” Right? But his frustrated explosion of “IT’S NOT ALL ABOUT YOU” has stuck with me. It keeps ringing in my head… and really in my heart. It’s been on repeat for me the last two weeks- IT’S. NOT. ALL. ABOUT. YOU.

Audrey & Miss Patty

I’ve been reading through the Old Testament since January- thank you to my 2020 New Year’s Resolutions {wink face}- and I’m going through some incredible stories of men {and women} who were living their lives… going through the day-to-day of life… sometimes aware of the reality and consequences of their actions and choices, but often times, not so much. They didn’t always understand their circumstances and I can imagine wondered “why” a few times in between.

I have read the story of Abraham again- one of my favorites- and here is a man that packed up his home and family and all that he knew to travel to a land that God would show him. He didn’t know what lay a head or what exactly the Lord was doing when he was asked to go, but he just did the next obedient thing in front of him.

Then, there’s Joseph- another favorite of mine- who was beaten up by his brothers, sold into slavery and endured crazy hardship. He had no clue that when his brother’s sold him into slavery, that God Himself was at work and would use all the hurt and pain and frustration to save His people during a famine.

And Moses. Oh, I love Moses. A man who despite a stubborn and stiff-necked people, continued to lead and bring the Lord’s people up out of slavery. He continued to contend on their behalf despite the wilderness and wondering. Continued to keep the Lord Most High at the forefront of their questions and uncertainty.

Skipping ahead, there’s Ruth- yet again… another favorite- who after losing her husband refused to leave her mother-in-law. She was determined to stay by her side even though it meant that she may never marry again, that she would potentially face severe hardship. However, the Lord was at work and provided. God isn’t really even mentioned in the text YET His fingerprints are all over her story.

These are only a select few stories out of SO many- and NOT that any of them were perfect or had it all figured out- YET through their stories, we get a *small* glimpse of our Mighty God at work. Each of these men… and women… were doing the next thing in front of them that God was leading them to do. Even in the midst of HARD. Even in the midst of UNknowing. Even in the midst of questions… and most likely some doubt. They kept putting one foot in front of the other and trusting in their God.

God was working in their very personal lives to achieve something so much bigger than who they were.

And these stories have brought such comfort to my own heart in the midst of COVID-19, as I have faced my own uncertain and hard… as I have asked my own questions and allowed doubt and fear to creep in. There are many days that I have to remind myself that everything that is going on really IS our reality. That our world really has been turned upside down and inside out. I really am doing school at home with my three {little} kids while continuing to fulfill my responsibilities at work. There really are restrictions on my interactions with the people around me. There really are people dying of a virus that is so pervasive.

Yet through these stories of those that have gone before us- I am reminded that our God is alive and active and on the move. Right now. Present day. I don’t fully understand what He is up to, but one thing I know… He is using all that we are facing- in our current day, personal lives- to do a mighty work not just in my own life, BUT ALSO, in our world at large. IT’S NOT ALL ABOUT YOU rings out, loud and clear in my heart. God, You are up to something. And it’s not just about me.

Then, the cry of my heart comes from Galatians 6:9, “let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up.”

The weeks are wearing on. The weariness is setting in. The grief and loss is *at times* overwhelming and suffocating. There may be light at the end of the tunnel, but we still don’t know what we are facing on the other side of all this. But. Let us not grow weary in doing good. Let us not grow weary in clinging to Christ. Let us not grow weary in soaking in the Word. Let us not grow weary in crying out to the Lord in prayer. Let us not grow weary in anchoring our hearts to Jesus. Let us not grow weary in doing the next, right thing that He has placed in front of us. For at the proper time, we will reap a harvest. We will see what all the hard and uncertain and questioning was really about.

Our God IS in the business of making His name great and drawing all men {and women} to Himself. He’s been doing it SINCE THE BEGINNING. And now, present day, He has stripped away security and comfort. He is pruning and cutting back. But He continues to draw us in and draw us close to Him.

At the end of the day, He IS doing a work in each of us. BUT. It’s not ALL about us. He is on a mission that is bigger than any of us. We are just a small, small part of His bigger story.

Jesus, have your way in each of us and remind us that we are part of something SO much bigger than who we are… that what is happening in our very personal lives is part of Your much, much bigger plan.