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DECEMBER 21, 2025 WHAT’S SO IMPORTANT ABOUT BLOOD? #32 SOMETIMES WE MUST ALLOW GOD TO USE US, EVEN IF IT MAKES US APPEAR RIDICULOUS

December 21, 2025

Luke 1:5-7 During the rule of Herod, King of Judea, there was a priest assigned service in the regiment of Abijah. His name was Zachariah. His wife was descended from the daughters of Aaron. Her name was Elizabeth. Together they lived honorably before God, careful in keeping to the ways of the commandments and enjoying a clear conscience before God. But they were childless because Elizabeth could never conceive, and now they were quite old.

How old is “quite old?” Despite this description, Zachariah is still serving as a priest, indicating that he is less than 50 years of age, the age at which priests must stop serving. The main point here is that both Zachariah and Elizabeth “live honorably before God, keeping the commandments, and enjoying a clear conscience before God.” Elizabeth might be post-menopausal, which would definitely render any pregnancy miraculous.

8-12 It so happened that as Zachariah was carrying out his priestly duties before God, working the shift assigned to his regiment, it came his one turn in life to enter the sanctuary of God and burn incense. The congregation was gathered and praying outside the Temple at the hour of the incense offering. Unannounced, an angel of God appeared just to the right of the altar of incense. Zachariah was paralyzed in fear.

13-15 But the angel reassured him, “Don’t fear, Zachariah. Your prayer has been heard. Elizabeth, your wife, will bear a son by you. You are to name him John. You’re going to leap like a gazelle for joy, and not only you—many will delight in his birth. He’ll achieve great stature with God.

15-17 “He’ll drink neither wine nor beer. He’ll be filled with the Holy Spirit from the moment he leaves his mother’s womb. He will turn many sons and daughters of Israel back to their God. He will herald God’s arrival in the style and strength of Elijah, soften the hearts of parents to children, and kindle devout understanding among hardened skeptics—he’ll get the people ready for God.”

18 Zachariah said to the angel, “Do you expect me to believe this? I’m an old man and my wife is an old woman.”

19-20 But the angel said, “I am Gabriel, the sentinel of God, sent especially to bring you this glad news. But because you won’t believe me, you’ll be unable to say a word until the day of your son’s birth. Every word I’ve spoken to you will come true on time—God’s time.”

21-22 Meanwhile, the congregation waiting for Zachariah was getting restless, wondering what was keeping him so long in the sanctuary. When he came out and couldn’t speak, they knew he had seen a vision. He continued speechless and had to use sign language with the people.

23-25 When the course of his priestly assignment was completed, he went back home. It wasn’t long before his wife, Elizabeth, conceived. She went off by herself for five months, relishing her pregnancy. “So, this is how God acts to remedy my unfortunate condition!” she said.

When an angel appears to Zachariah while he’s serving in the temple, Zachariah is terrified and then astounded. The angel Gabriel announces that Zachariah and Elizabeth will have a son that will “herald God’s arrival in the style and strength of Elijah, soften the hearts of parents to children, and kindle devout understanding among hardened skeptics—he’ll get the people ready for God.”

Zachariah returns home to tell Elizabeth, who undoubtedly laughs quietly to herself. But when Elizabeth becomes pregnant, she withdraws for five months, partially to be sure she won’t miscarry.

Why is this story an example of someone yielding their bodies to God as living sacrifices? Consider the response of Zachariah and Elizabeth’s friends and family. While Elizabeth is thrilled, she might also be embarrassed. After all, Elizabeth must be in her 40’s and has responsibilities as a matron. Now where will Elizabeth go for comfort or fellowship? Many of the other mothers are so young that they could be Elizabeth’s daughters; what does she have in common with them? Will people make fun of Elizabeth? At least, Zachariah can bask in the admiration of his fellow priests. After years of shame for not fathering a child, now Zachariah can strut a bit. Of course, there is one small problem: Zachariah has been struck mute until the baby is born and receives the name of John.

Notice something: When the Angel Gabriel meets the Virgin Mary, Mary is given a chance to agree or to refuse. But with Zachariah and Elizabeth, God doesn’t give them a choice but simply a prediction. Why the difference?

 Zachariah and Elizabeth are one or two generations older than Mary, and are secure in their faith. God knows that if He orders something, this couple will obey promptly without arguing or questioning. Not only will this couple obey promptly, but they will also obey completely, raising John as a Nazarite, a rather unusual choice for a priestly family and one that might leave John’s parents open to criticism.

As we approach Christmas, we must ask ourselves this: How much of ourselves are we willing to give to God? If God asks us to do something, will we agree and obey swiftly and completely, particularly if we might wind up looking ridiculous?  May God help us to be obedient at all times!

PRAYER:  Father God, thank You for loving us and caring for us. Lord, help us to be open to Your leading, sensitive to Your Will, and obedient under all circumstances. In the mighty and precious Name of King Jesus. Amen.

DECEMBER 19, 2025 WHAT’S SO IMPORTANT ABOUT BLOOD? #30 SOME THINGS ARE SO PRECIOUS WE MUST OFFER THEM TO THE LORD

December 20, 2025

2 Samuel 23:8-17 This is the listing of David’s top men. Josheb-Basshebeth, the Tahkemonite. He was chief of the Three. He once put his spear to work against eight hundred—killed them all in a day.

9-10 Eleazar son of Dodai the Ahohite was the next of the elite Three. He was with David when the Philistines poked fun at them at Pas Dammim. When the Philistines drew up for battle, Israel retreated. But Eleazar stood his ground and killed Philistines right and left until he was exhausted—but he never let go of his sword! A big win for God that day. The army then rejoined Eleazar, but all there was left to do was the cleanup.

11-12 Shammah son of Agee the Hararite was the third of the Three. The Philistines had mustered for battle at Lehi, where there was a field full of lentils. Israel fled before the Philistines, but Shammah took his stand at the center of the field, successfully defended it, and routed the Philistines. Another great victory for God!

One day during harvest, the Three parted from the Thirty and joined David at the Cave of Adullam. A squad of Philistines had set up camp in the Valley of Rephaim. While David was holed up in the Cave, the Philistines had their base camp in Bethlehem. David had a sudden craving and said, “Would I ever like a drink of water from the well at the gate of Bethlehem!” So the Three penetrated the Philistine lines, drew water from the well at the gate of Bethlehem, and brought it back to David. But David wouldn’t drink it; he poured it out as an offering to God, saying, “There is no way, God, that I’ll drink this! This isn’t mere water, it’s their life-blood—they risked their very lives to bring it!” So David refused to drink it.

This story comes towards the end of David’s life when the writer of 2 Samuel is reflecting on David’s life and describing David’s mighty men. David’s top three soldiers are battle-hardened, as tough as the rocks, and ready for any challenge. These men also passionately love David as their fearless commander-in-chief and will do anything to protect or please him. Countless times, David has risked his life for the lives of his followers, and these men want to return the favor.

David is holed up in the Cave of Adullam, about 13 miles, or 25 kilometers southwest of his home town of Bethlehem. But the Philistines are headquartered in Bethlehem. After years of running, fighting, and hiding to fight again, David is sad, frustrated, and homesick. When are things going to get better? Will there ever be a time when David will not be fighting for his life? One of David’s top three hears David murmuring to himself about how much he would like a drink of water from the well at the gate of Bethlehem. Without waiting or debating, these three soldiers walk and run for three hours to reach Bethlehem. Then these men penetrate the Philistine lines, draw water from the well at the city gate, pouring it into a goat skin container, and run back to the Cave of Adullam.

When the three commanders present David with the water they have secured, David is both astounded and humbled. Never in David’s wildest dreams has he expected anyone to risk their lives in this fashion. Looking at the bright faces of his friends and brothers in battle, David begins to weep silently. This water is a gift beyond price, for these men have risked their lives to get it.

“Well, David,” one of the soldiers says, “go ahead! We’ve gotten this just for you. Is it true that this water tastes unusually good?” David looks at his friends through his tears. “Truly, I have always thought so. But this water is too precious to drink.”

“What do you mean?” the soldier asks.

“This water represents your life-blood,” David replies. “You’ve risked your very lives to bring it. For me to drink it would be sacrilege.” David embraces each of the three men and then returns to the water container. Opening the goatskin, David tips it so that the water begins to flow onto the ground. “The only fitting thing to do with this water is to pour it out as a drink offering,” David says. “For you have risked your lives to bring this water.”

When we consider the life of King David, we might think of his later failing with Bathsheba. But long before the Bathsheba incident, David was a leader who sincerely loved those serving with him, engendering deep loyalty. This story illustrates one of the reasons for that loyalty. At this point in David’s life, he possesses little apart from his weapons, his harp, and the clothes he is wearing. Sometimes feeding and watering an army presents severe challenges; yet, David doesn’t hesitate when offered the chance to satisfy a craving. Pouring that water out onto the ground is just as valid a sacrifice as if David had built an altar, slaughtered prime beasts, and had made a burnt offering.

This Christmas, are we giving ourselves or simply handing out meaningless tokens? Are we giving our time and our love? Most people are far more interested in time spent with them than they are fancy presents. And what are we giving God for Christmas? It’s easy to become so focused on getting things that we fail to understand what God wants from us. God wants our hearts, our minds, our total devotion to Him. God isn’t concerned about our financial status, our level of education, or any of the trappings of our lives.

When David poured out that water from the well at Bethlehem’s gate, he was sacrificing the most precious thing he owned. Are we so in love with God that we will willingly offer our most precious possessions? May God help us to realize that when we give Him something, we will receive far more than we have ever given. We cannot out-give God.

PRAYER: Father God, thank You for loving us and caring for us. Lord, here are our hearts. Please take our hearts and our lives and use us for Your glory. In the mighty and precious Name of King Jesus. Amen.

DECEMBER 19, 2025 WHAT’S SO IMPORTANT ABOUT BLOOD? #30 MINISTRY IS NOT A HALLMARK MOVIE! WOULD YOU DIE FOR YOUR FAITH?

December 19, 2025

1 Samuel 6:13 Now the people of Beth-shemesh were gathering in their wheat harvest in the valley, and they raised their eyes and saw the ark, and rejoiced at seeing it. 14 And the cart came into the field of Joshua the Beth-shemite and stopped there where there was a large stone; and they split the wood of the cart and offered the cows as a burnt offering to the Lord. 15 And the Levites took down the ark of the Lord and the saddlebag that was with it, in which were the articles of gold, and put them on the large stone; and the men of Beth-shemesh offered burnt offerings and sacrificed sacrifices that day to the Lord. 16 When the five governors of the Philistines saw it, they returned to Ekron that day.

These verses are a conclusion to a much larger story. When the prophet Samuel was a boy, the Israelites fought the Philistines. Thinking that bringing the Ark of the Covenant to the battle would bring victory, the Israelites insisted on removing it from the tabernacle. Thus, treating a holy object as if it were a fetish. The Philistines captured the Ark of the Covenant and defeated the Israelites. But the Philistines rapidly learned that the God of the Israelites was furious, for when the Philistines brought the Ark into the temple of Dagon, the statue of Dagon fell before the Ark, breaking off its head and the palms of its hands. Then bubonic plague broke out wherever the Ark was lodged.

In an attempt to rid themselves of curses from the Israelite God, the Philistines fabricated gold copies of the rats and the buboes from the plague, placing them in a bag, and putting the Ark on a cart along with the gold images. Because the Philistines weren’t completely sure if these problems were from God, they hitched two milk cows to the cart. The cows didn’t want to leave their calves; however, under the urging of God, the cows immediately began pulling the cart back towards the Israelite community of Beth-shemesh. As the cows pulled the cart, they lowed for their calves, but they continued to move toward Beth-shemesh.

When the Israelites saw the Ark approaching, they were thrilled! The Israelites immediately called the Levite priests who removed the Ark from the cart, placing it on a large rock. But what happened next? Did the Israelites make pets of the cows? Did they try to reunite the cows with their calves? No. The Israelites broke up the cart, placing the wood on a large stone, and then slaughtered the cows as a burnt offering to the Lord. The cows had done nothing wrong, but they were sacrificed anyway.

“OUCH!” you might say. “This is Christmastime and you are trying to depress us!” No. I am describing this scene of sacrifice because it’s Christmastime, and in many parts of the world, Christians are dying for their faith or are being thrown into prison and tortured. Persecution of Christians worldwide is increasing. In Africa, particularly northern Nigeria and Mozambique, Christians are being slaughtered in their churches as they worship. Some towns in northern Burkina Faso are turning into ghost towns because of Islamic terrorists.

Worldwide, more than 380 million Christians are facing persecution for their faith. Not only are believers being slaughtered in their churches, but others are being imprisoned and tortured, forced to watch as family members are tortured and killed. This link brings up a video: https://vimeo.com/1047127684?fl=pl&fe=cm

This link brings up the main page for Open Doors: https://www.opendoors.org/en-US/persecution/countries/

Many Americans are familiar with Hallmark Christmas movies. The general plot is that some man/woman with a high-powered job in the city is stranded in a small town over Christmas and winds up finding faith/love/family/true meaning of Christmas. What makes these movies so satisfying is that they have happy endings in which people are joyful and at peace. I know people who will binge-watch Hallmark movies for hours, and I say, “God bless ‘em!” There are also Christian novelists who write whole series of books with similar stories, and I am addicted to those stories. (I’m more a book person than a movie person.) Why do we find these movies and books so fulfilling? Much of the time, our lives do not resemble Hallmark movies. We love these stories because they give us hope, and hope is precious.

We work in a deprived area where many families depend on farming land with decreasing fertility and a worsening rainfall pattern. Children can come in with cerebral malaria and anemia and die as we are trying to treat them. Malnutrition is increasing. So far, things are peaceful in our area. But we are conscious that innocent believers are dying for their faith in neighboring countries.


In an earlier age, Tertullian wrote, “The blood of martyrs is the seed of the church.” “The second-century church father Tertullian lived in Carthage, North Africa, when persecution of Christians was at its apex. In those days, the blood of martyrs soaked the earth as believers were fed to the lions, beaten, whipped, sawed in half, put to death by sword, burned in the fire, and chained in prisons. Tertullian maintained that the more Christians were persecuted and “mown down,” the more they would multiply because “the blood of Christians is seed” (“The Apology,” Latin Christianity: Its Founder, Tertullian, Roberts, A., Donaldson, J., and Coxe, A. C., ed., Thelwall, S., trans., vol. 3, The Ante-Nicene Fathers, Christian Literature Company, 1885, p. 55).” https://www.gotquestions.org/blood-martyrs-seed-church.html

Writing to Timothy, Paul says, “For I am already being poured out like a drink offering, and the time for my departure is near.” (2 Timothy 4:6) Paul knew he was going to die at the hands of the Romans; it was only a question of the means by which he would die.

While there are charitable groups trying to minister to those under persecution, there are many faceless millions with no access to such groups. What can we do? We can PRAY!!! Pray to the God who keeps all His children in His heart! Pray for the safety of other believers! Pray for their health and well-being! Pray for God to keep and protect them! And pray that if martyrdom comes, they will stand firm.

There are all kinds of prayer guides for persecuted Christians available on the internet. Let us pray right now.

PRAYER: Father God, thank You for loving us and caring for us. Lord, we lift up believers throughout the world who are undergoing persecution. Please strengthen them, keep them safe, help them to remain faithful, and give them holy boldness so that they will be able to speak Your Word, even when facing death. Help those of us living in safer areas to pray fervently and faithfully, not fitfully. And guide us so that we will pray the prayers You want us to pray. In the mighty and precious Name of King Jesus. Amen.

DECEMBER 18, 2025 WHAT’S SO IMPORTANT ABOUT BLOOD? #29 PARTIAL OBEDIENCE IS FULL REBELLION AND SUCH SACRIFICES ARE WORTHLESS!  

December 18, 2025

1 Samuel 15:15 1-2 Samuel said to Saul, “God sent me to anoint you king over his people, Israel. Now, listen again to what God says. This is the God-of-the-Angel-Armies speaking:

2-3 “‘I’m about to get even with Amalek for ambushing Israel when Israel came up out of Egypt. Here’s what you are to do: Go to war against Amalek. Put everything connected with Amalek under a holy ban. And no exceptions! This is to be total destruction—men and women, children and infants, cattle and sheep, camels and donkeys—the works.’”

7-9 Then Saul went after Amalek, from the canyon all the way to Shur near the Egyptian border. He captured Agag, king of Amalek, alive. Everyone else was killed under the terms of the holy ban. Saul and the army made an exception for Agag, and for the choice sheep and cattle. They didn’t include them under the terms of the holy ban. But all the rest, which nobody wanted anyway, they destroyed as decreed by the holy ban.

10-11 Then God spoke to Samuel: “I’m sorry I ever made Saul king. He’s turned his back on me. He refuses to do what I tell him.”

11-12 Samuel was angry when he heard this. He prayed his anger and disappointment all through the night. He got up early in the morning to confront Saul but was told, “Saul’s gone. He went to Carmel to set up a victory monument in his own honor, and then was headed for Gilgal.”

By the time Samuel caught up with him, Saul had just finished an act of worship, having used Amalekite plunder for the burnt offerings sacrificed to God.

13 As Samuel came close, Saul called out, “God’s blessings on you! I accomplished God’s plan to the letter!”

14 Samuel said, “So what’s this I’m hearing—this bleating of sheep, this mooing of cattle?”

15 “Only some Amalekite loot,” said Saul. “The soldiers saved back a few of the choice cattle and sheep to offer up in sacrifice to God. But everything else we destroyed under the holy ban.”

16 “Enough!” interrupted Samuel. “Let me tell you what God told me last night.”

Saul said, “Go ahead. Tell me.”

17-19 And Samuel told him. “When you started out in this, you were nothing—and you knew it. Then God put you at the head of Israel—made you king over Israel. Then God sent you off to do a job for him, ordering you, ‘Go and put those sinners, the Amalekites, under a holy ban. Go to war against them until you have totally wiped them out.’ So why did you not obey God? Why did you grab all this loot? Why, with God’s eyes on you all the time, did you brazenly carry out this evil?”

20-21 Saul defended himself. “What are you talking about? I did obey God. I did the job God set for me. I brought in King Agag and destroyed the Amalekites under the terms of the holy ban. So the soldiers saved back a few choice sheep and cattle from the holy ban for sacrifice to God at Gilgal—what’s wrong with that?”

22-23 Then Samuel said, “Do you think all God wants are sacrifices—empty rituals just for show? He wants you to listen to him! Plain listening is the thing, not staging a lavish religious production. Not doing what God tells you is far worse than fooling around in the occult. Getting self-important around God is far worse than making deals with your dead ancestors. Because you said No to God’s command, he says No to your kingship.”

24-25 Saul gave in and confessed, “I’ve sinned. I’ve trampled roughshod over God’s Word and your instructions. I cared more about pleasing the people. I let them tell me what to do. Oh, absolve me of my sin! Take my hand and lead me to the altar so I can worship God!”

26 But Samuel refused: “No, I can’t come alongside you in this. You rejected God’s command. Now God has rejected you as king over Israel.”

27-29 As Samuel turned to leave, Saul grabbed at his priestly robe and a piece tore off. Samuel said, “God has just now torn the kingdom from you, and handed it over to your neighbor, a better man than you are. Israel’s God-of-Glory doesn’t deceive and he doesn’t dither. He says what he means and means what he says.”

30 Saul tried again, “I have sinned. But don’t abandon me! Support me with your presence before the leaders and the people. Come alongside me as I go back to worship God.”

31 Samuel did. He went back with him. And Saul dropped to his knees before God and worshiped.

32 Then Samuel said, “Present King Agag of Amalek to me.” Agag came, dragging his feet, muttering that he’d be better off dead.

33 Samuel said, “Just as your sword made many a woman childless, so your mother will be childless among those women!” And Samuel cut Agag down in the presence of God right there in Gilgal.

34-35 Samuel left immediately for Ramah and Saul went home to Gibeah. Samuel had nothing to do with Saul from then on, though he grieved long and deeply over him. But God was sorry he had ever made Saul king in the first place.

After the disastrous pseudo-sacrifice at Gilgal, God-and Samuel-are giving Saul one last chance to prove himself. Sadly, Saul is blowing it! God through Samuel orders Saul to completely wipe out the Amalekites. This fight is to be a scorched earth destruction with nothing left, no people, no animals, no loot, period. But Saul hasn’t learned anything from his last failure. Saul chooses to save the best animals and King Agag. Saul’s excuse is that he’s saving the best animals for sacrifices to God; surely Samuel can’t argue with that. And as for King Agag, perhaps Agag has confided in Saul that he has treasure hidden somewhere and Saul is hoping for a rich payday. Not only does Saul save some of the animals-and possibly some of the other loot as well-but he sets up a victory monument celebrating himself on Mount Carmel before heading east to Gilgal.

Samuel blasts Saul! 22-23 Then Samuel said, “Do you think all God wants are sacrifices—empty rituals just for show? He wants you to listen to him! Plain listening is the thing, not staging a lavish religious production. Not doing what God tells you is far worse than fooling around in the occult. Getting self-important around God is far worse than making deals with your dead ancestors. Because you said No to God’s command, he says No to your kingship.”

Even now, Saul still believes that if he can just get Samuel to pray over him, the situation will be saved. Saul begs Samuel to absolve him of his sin and lead him to worship God. But Saul isn’t really repenting; he’s simply hoping that Samuel can get him out of this mess. Eventually, Samuel does worship God with Saul, but Samuel is truly worshiping while Saul is simply going through the motions.

At the end of the story, both God and Samuel are grieving for having ever made Saul king. Samuel is grieving because he has obeyed God and has prayed for Saul; yet, Saul has failed miserably. God is grieving because Saul has had many opportunities to obey and has continued to make wrong choices. God might also be grieving because He knows what will happen to Saul’s son Jonathan, who is a better man than his father.  

Saul thinks he’s getting away with partial obedience by saving the choicest animals to sacrifice to the Lord. But those animals may have already been dedicated to the demons the Amalekites worship. Once more, we see that total obedience is the best gift we can give God. Partial obedience is rebellion, and rebellion amounts to witchcraft because when we rebel, we are trying to control things ourselves. Saul wants to believe that if the animals are handsome enough, God will overlook his disobedience. But Saul is trying to play games with the Creator of the universe, the One who has spoken everything into existence. God can create better animals than Saul has rescued from the Amalekites.

This Christmas, rather than staging lavish parties, or giving expensive gifts to people who might not care in the first place, why not do those things we know will please God? Feed the hungry. Clothe the poor. Embrace the outcasts. Care for the sick. Love your enemies.

PRAYER: Father God, thank You for loving us and caring for us. Lord, help us to obey instantly and completely. In the mighty and precious Name of King Jesus. Amen.

DECEMBER 17, 2025 WHAT’S SO IMPORTANT ABOUT BLOOD? #28 NO SACRIFICE COUNTS IF YOUR HEART ISN’T RIGHT

December 17, 2025

1 Samuel 13:13 Saul was a young man when he began as king. He was king over Israel for many years.

2 Saul conscripted enough men for three companies of soldiers. He kept two companies under his command at Micmash and in the Bethel hills. The other company was under Jonathan at Gibeah in Benjamin. He sent the rest of the men home.

3-4 Jonathan attacked and killed the Philistine governor stationed at Geba (Gibeah). When the Philistines heard the news, they raised the alarm: “The Hebrews are in revolt!” Saul ordered the reveille trumpets blown throughout the land. The word went out all over Israel, “Saul has killed the Philistine governor—drawn first blood! The Philistines are stirred up and mad as hornets!” Summoned, the army came to Saul at Gilgal.

5 The Philistines rallied their forces to fight Israel: three companies of chariots, six companies of cavalry, and so many infantry they looked like sand on the seashore. They went up into the hills and set up camp at Micmash, east of Beth Aven.

6-7 When the Israelites saw that they were way outnumbered and in deep trouble, they ran for cover, hiding in caves and pits, ravines and brambles and cisterns—wherever. They retreated across the Jordan River, refugees fleeing to the country of Gad and Gilead. But Saul held his ground in Gilgal, his soldiers still with him but scared to death.

8 He waited seven days, the time set by Samuel. Samuel failed to show up at Gilgal, and the soldiers were slipping away, right and left.

9-10 So Saul took charge: “Bring me the burnt offering and the peace offerings!” He went ahead and sacrificed the burnt offering. No sooner had he done it than Samuel showed up! Saul greeted him.

11-12 Samuel said, “What on earth are you doing?”

Saul answered, “When I saw I was losing my army from under me, and that you hadn’t come when you said you would, and that the Philistines were poised at Micmash, I said, ‘The Philistines are about to come down on me in Gilgal, and I haven’t yet come before God asking for his help.’ So I took things into my own hands, and sacrificed the burnt offering.”

13-14 “That was a fool thing to do,” Samuel said to Saul. “If you had kept the appointment that your God commanded, by now God would have set a firm and lasting foundation under your kingly rule over Israel. As it is, your kingly rule is already falling to pieces. God is out looking for your replacement right now. This time he’ll do the choosing. When he finds him, he’ll appoint him leader of his people. And all because you didn’t keep your appointment with God!”

King Saul is in trouble! The prophet Samuel has ordered Saul to wait at Gilgal for seven days so that Samuel will come and they will make sacrifices together. But Samuel is not appearing and Saul’s soldiers are slipping away as they look at the Philistine forces and become intimidated. Saul is frustrated and frightened. Besides, if Saul is king, why can’t he offer a sacrifice by himself? Why wait for Samuel? What makes Samuel so important? Why hasn’t Samuel come as he has promised?

Saul has never been noted for faith, restraint, or self-control, and today is no exception. In a panic, Saul proceeds to make the sacrifices himself. As soon as the last animal has been placed on the altar, Samuel walks up. Eugene Peterson’s Message translation likely describes the scene as it really takes place.

11-12 Samuel said, “What on earth are you doing?”

Saul answered, “When I saw I was losing my army from under me, and that you hadn’t come when you said you would, and that the Philistines were poised at Micmash, I said, ‘The Philistines are about to come down on me in Gilgal, and I haven’t yet come before God asking for his help.’ So I took things into my own hands, and sacrificed the burnt offering.”

13-14 “That was a fool thing to do,” Samuel said to Saul. “If you had kept the appointment that your God commanded, by now God would have set a firm and lasting foundation under your kingly rule over Israel. As it is, your kingly rule is already falling to pieces. God is out looking for your replacement right now. This time he’ll do the choosing. When he finds him, he’ll appoint him leader of his people. And all because you didn’t keep your appointment with God!”

Notice how Saul tries to guilt Samuel. “‘The Philistines are about to come down on me in Gilgal, and I haven’t yet come before God asking for his help.’ So I took things into my own hands, and sacrificed the burnt offering.” The unstated message here is simple: It’s all Samuel’s fault that Saul has had to make these sacrifices. Why hasn’t Samuel sent a messenger to indicate he’s coming?

What Saul fails to realize is that Samuel’s delay has been a test of Saul’s faith, and Saul has failed spectacularly. Had Saul waited until Samuel arrived, he would have proven himself suitable for remaining king, founding a dynasty, and leading the Israelites into a glorious future. But Saul has proven to be faithless and impulsive. Now God is already looking for Saul’s replacement.

Saul’s problem resembles that of Balak and Balaam: he views sacrifices as a form of sorcery, manipulating God to get desired results. Saul neither knows God nor respects Him. Samuel makes sacrifices to worship God because he loves, respects, and fears God. Until now, Samuel has had his doubts about Saul, and now those doubts are confirmed. Samuel must be grieving, for he can already see Saul’s eventual fall.

The tragedy of King Saul is simple: Saul’s heart is wrong, and no sacrifice will make up for that. As we continue through Advent, buying presents and possibly making donations to appeals such as the Salvation Army, we must examine our hearts. Are we doing these things as acts of worship or are we acting out of guilt or the desire to placate our consciences? May God help us so that we will worship Him no matter what we are doing.

PRAYER: Father God, thank You for loving us and caring for us. Lord, as Christmas approaches, let everything we do become an act of worship. In the mighty and precious Name of King Jesus. Amen.

IN PRAISE OF BARN CATS December 15, 2025

December 16, 2025

Recently, on Facebook, someone posted a short video of their father’s barn cat twining itself around his legs in a show of affection. The writer expressed amazement that a barn cat would behave in this fashion, amply demonstrating that a) this person knows next to nothing about barns and b) this person equally knows next to nothing about barn cats.

I was raised on an “Old McDonald” type farm in the 1950’s and 60’s. We had hogs, chickens, beef cattle, sheep, and milk cows. Whenever a farm had milk cows, there would be plenty of cats because they knew they could get a free meal twice a day.

Barn cats are a particular group all on their very own. There are cats who begin as barn cats and then move inside to become house cats, which is fine. Personally, I am an animal lover and as a child, I regularly smuggled kittens into my bed. But there are some cats that are pure barn cats, creatures that enjoy affection and being fed but for whom hunting and prowling are necessary for their well-being. These cats need to walk on the wild side.

The most outstanding of our barn cats was a calico named Mrs. Oliver, after Mrs. Oliver Nelson, the lady from whom we had gotten her as a kitten. Mrs. Oliver was a phenomenal huntress who thought nothing of attacking large rats. Mrs. Oliver had a wonderful disposition, as did many of her children, and we thoroughly enjoyed playing with them and petting them. We fed our cats table scraps and milk straight from the cow.

Once we sold most of our milk cows, we retained Elsie and Whiteface, milking them in a small byre that had an opening in the ceiling leading to the hayloft. When we finished milking a cow, we would always tip the bucket, pouring some milk into a pan sitting by for that purpose. Although the cats might sleep outside in the summer, in the wintertime, you could find them curled up in a bunch close to the opening to the haymow to catch the warm air coming from the cows. Cats have an incredible ability to find the most comfortable spot in which to sleep.

I have written about it somewhere else, but Elsie was the cow that didn’t panic when an orange tomcat attached himself to her left hind leg in an effort to get milk earlier than scheduled. I was milking Elsie by hand at the time, and Elsie looked at me as if to say, “Get that thing off me, why don’t you?” I obliged and the orange tomcat went sailing across the stall.

I loved all the kitties deeply, and I was heart-broken when my parents broke the news of Mrs. Oliver’s death while I was in college. It seemed Mrs. Oliver was up in our corncrib and brought down a rat nearly as big as she was. The rat died; however, Mrs. Oliver also died in the process, demonstrating the fierce spirit of a true barn cat.

The milk cows are gone, and so are the barn cats. But I am certain that wherever there are dairy cows, the cats are still keeping watch over the farm.

So, barn cats represent some of the best of their species-affectionate but also wild, soft and cuddly at times, but ferocious hunters when necessary. In an age when many people are adopting cats as fur babies, dressing them I am particularly drawn to barn cats, who might tolerate domestication but who will revert to the wild and the unpredictable.  

I firmly believe that God will redeem the creation and that we will see our beloved animals in heaven. And I look forward to that day when I hear a plaintive “Meow!” and Mrs. Oliver comes racing to me and I catch her up in my arms.

DECEMBER 16, 2025 WHAT’S SO IMPORTANT ABOUT BLOOD? #27 WHAT ABOUT LIVING SACRIFICES?

December 16, 2025

Numbers 27:Joshua

12-14 God said to Moses, “Climb up into the Abarim Mountains and look over at the land that I am giving to the People of Israel. When you’ve had a good look you’ll be joined to your ancestors in the grave—yes, you also along with Aaron your brother. This goes back to the day when the congregation quarreled in the Wilderness of Zin and you didn’t honor me in holy reverence before them in the matter of the waters, the Waters of Meribah (Quarreling) at Kadesh in the Wilderness of Zin.”

15-17 Moses responded to God: “Let God, the God of the spirits of everyone living, set a man over this community to lead them, to show the way ahead and bring them back home so God’s community will not be like sheep without a shepherd.”

18-21 God said to Moses, “Take Joshua the son of Nun—the Spirit is in him!—and place your hand on him. Stand him before Eleazar the priest in front of the entire congregation and commission him with everyone watching. Pass your magisterial authority over to him so that the whole congregation of the People of Israel will listen obediently to him. He is to consult with Eleazar the priest who, using the oracle-Urim, will prayerfully advise him in the presence of God. He will command the People of Israel, the entire community, in all their comings and goings.”

22-23 Moses followed God’s orders. He took Joshua and stood him before Eleazar the priest in front of the entire community. He laid his hands on him and commissioned him, following the procedures God had given Moses.

For 40 years, Joshua has followed Moses from Egypt, throughout the wilderness, and now to the edge of the Promised Land. Many times, when Moses has spent time with God in the tabernacle, Joshua has remained in the presence of God, even after Moses has returned to the camp. Joshua was one of the spies Moses sent to report on the Promised Land shortly after the Israelites had left Egypt. Moses has known for a long time that Joshua is the one who will lead the Israelites into Canaan.

You might ask why include Joshua in this study of blood sacrifices? After all, no blood is spilled during this ordination, unlike the ordination of priests where sacrificial blood is used to anoint the new priest’s right ear, thumb, and right big toe. But there are all kinds of sacrifices, many of which do not involve slaughtering animals. Here, Joshua is offering himself as a living sacrifice. What does that mean?

Romans 12:1-2 12 So here’s what I want you to do, God helping you: Take your everyday, ordinary life—your sleeping, eating, going-to-work, and walking-around life—and place it before God as an offering. Embracing what God does for you is the best thing you can do for him. Don’t become so well-adjusted to your culture that you fit into it without even thinking. Instead, fix your attention on God. You’ll be changed from the inside out. Readily recognize what he wants from you, and quickly respond to it. Unlike the culture around you, always dragging you down to its level of immaturity, God brings the best out of you, develops well-formed maturity in you.”

Once Moses lays hands on Joshua, Joshua will begin assuming increasing amounts of leadership. Forget family life, friendships, or even free time; Joshua must place God’s Will above everything else in his life. And this commitment will last for the rest of Joshua’s life.

While we generally focus all our attention on Joshua, think about what this commitment means for Joshua’s family. By now, Joshua must be at least 60 years old. It’s likely that Joshua has several children, some of whom might already be married. Joshua’s wife or wives must share him with all the Israelites, especially the leaders. Joshua must respond to crises at any time. Meals, sleep, other family activities-everything can be interrupted at any moment. In such circumstances, it’s easy to become emotionally and physically exhausted.

I have spent at least 15 years as the only doctor at rural mission hospitals in northern Ghana. After years on constant call, I have felt as if I am not really sleeping but that my body is hovering six inches above the bed. The perpetual stress is wearing. After such experiences, I can definitely sympathize with Joshua and Moses!

As we go through this Advent season, many of us may be struggling with financial constraints. There’s a meme that says, “The first Christmas was simple. Yours can be also.” Many families are finding that the most important gifts anyone can give are time and presence. In essence, we should make living sacrifices of ourselves to those around us. Elderly parents, distracted and stressed kids, friends facing holidays after bereavements-all these people need time and presence, and those things are priceless. May God help us to see the needs of those around us, so that we will respond to those needs, blessing them as we do so.

PRAYER: Father God, thank You for loving us and caring for us. Lord, please open our eyes, our minds, and our hearts so we will serve those around us with our time and our presence. In the mighty and precious Name of King Jesus. Amen.

IN PRAISE OF BARN CATS December 15, 2025

December 15, 2025

Recently, on Facebook, someone posted a short video of their father’s barn cat twining itself around his legs in a show of affection. The writer expressed amazement that a barn cat would behave in this fashion, amply demonstrating that a) this person knows next to nothing about barns and b) this person equally knows next to nothing about barn cats.

I was raised on an “Old McDonald” type farm in the 1950’s and 60’s. We had hogs, chickens, beef cattle, sheep, and milk cows. Whenever a farm had milk cows, there would be plenty of cats because they knew they could get a free meal twice a day.

Barn cats are a particular group all on their very own. There are cats who begin as barn cats and then move inside to become house cats, which is fine. Personally, I am an animal lover and as a child, I regularly smuggled kittens into my bed. But there are some cats that are pure barn cats, creatures that enjoy affection and being fed but for whom hunting and prowling are necessary for their well-being. These cats need to walk on the wild side to be happy.

The most outstanding of our barn cats was a calico named Mrs. Oliver, after Mrs. Oliver Nelson, the lady from whom we had gotten her as a kitten. Mrs. Oliver was a phenomenal huntress who thought nothing of attacking large rats. Mrs. Oliver had a wonderful disposition, as did many of her children, and we thoroughly enjoyed playing with them and petting them. We fed our cats table scraps and milk straight from the cow.

Once we sold most of our milk cows, we retained Elsie and Whiteface, milking them in a small byre that had an opening in the ceiling leading to the hayloft. When we finished milking a cow, we would always tip the bucket, pouring some milk into a pan sitting by for that purpose. Although the cats might sleep outside in the summer, in the wintertime, you could find them curled up in a bunch close to the opening to the haymow to catch the warm air coming from the cows. Cats have an incredible ability to find the most comfortable spot in which to sleep.

I have written about it somewhere else, but Elsie was the cow that didn’t panic when an orange tomcat attached himself to her left hind leg in an effort to get milk earlier than scheduled. I was milking Elsie by hand at the time, and Elsie looked at me as if to say, “Get that thing off me, why don’t you?” I obliged and the orange tomcat went sailing across the stall.

I loved all the kitties deeply, and I was heart-broken when my parents broke the news of Mrs. Oliver’s death while I was in college. It seemed Mrs. Oliver was up in our corncrib and brought down a rat nearly as big as she was. The rat died; however, Mrs. Oliver also died in the process, demonstrating the fierce spirit of a true barn cat.

The milk cows are gone, and so are the barn cats. But I am certain that wherever there are dairy cows, the cats are still keeping watch over the farm. I firmly believe that God will redeem the creation and that we will see our beloved animals in heaven. And I look forward to that day when I hear a plaintive “Meow!” and Mrs. Oliver comes racing to me and I catch her up in my arms

PICKING CORN AT CHRISTMAS TIME December 15, 2025

December 15, 2025

When I was growing up on an Illinois farm in the 1950’s and ‘60’s, we had mounted corn pickers without cabs. If a farmer was fortunate, he might have a “heat houser,” a canvas frame with a clear section to see through that would break the wind. But heat housers had no roofs, and if it was raining, sleeting, or snowing, things could be miserable.

I don’t remember what year it was, but I remember that the weather was bad that fall, forcing us to pick corn nearly until Christmas. By early December, the fields were a muddy icy mess and driving became even more of a challenge than usual. It was quite common to break through ice into a mud hole and then struggle to get out to continue picking corn. Those old tractors had “Armstrong” steering-your arms had better be strong because the only power steering available was whatever muscle you had in your arms.

Dressing for such an ordeal was a production. First, the tractor operator might don long underwear and heavy woolen socks, followed by blue jeans and then by coveralls. When insulated coveralls and hooded sweatshirts became available, those of us forced to work in the cold rejoiced. The tractor operator would also wear work boots or the knee-high rubber boots the Brits call Wellingtons. There were no such things as insertable foot warmers. Frost bitten toes were a real possibility. The last piece of clothing would be heavy fuzzy yellow work gloves. These gloves were far thicker than the ones worn in the summer for baling hay or straw. The tractor driver might also have a scarf wrapped around his neck; that scarf could be pulled up to cover one’s mouth when necessary.

How cold could it get? On the Illinois prairie, wind chill is a major force to be reckoned with. With the wind whipping out of the northwest at 40 miles per hour and the temperature dropping well below freezing, those farmers likely suffered the same exposure to cold as Antarctic expeditions.  

When my dad was little, corn was picked by hand, with pickers walking through the field and throwing the ears into narrow wagons that were designed to fit between rows. Those wagons had side boards or “bang boards,” so-called because the ears of corn would strike those boards and then fall into the wagon. Even up through the late 1930’s, one of the local farm boys won a national hand corn picking contest. Some of the great baseball pitchers in the early part of the twentieth century were supposed to have developed strong wrists by the combination of picking corn by hand and milking cows by hand. I can only imagine how truly wretched it would be to be slogging through a muddy icy corn field while picking corn by hand in the middle of a December sleet storm. But somehow, those old-time farmers managed.

I watch videos of entire families sitting comfortably in enclosed cabs with GPS, wireless, and sound systems, and I feel as if I am an alien from another planet. I am happy for those families, that they don’t have to suffer as did their grandparents or great-grandparents. I rejoice that parents are sharing the joy of the land with their children. But it’s not bad to remember that we are able to enjoy the land because someone who came before us was willing to do the tough things, like picking corn at Christmastime.

DECEMBER 15, 2025 ARCHIBALD THE ANKLE UPDATE

December 15, 2025

It’s been a little while since Archibald has weighed in. After 6 weeks post injury and 5 weeks in an ankle brace, Archibald now has an orthopedic walking boot. The X-Ray this week indicates there is some healing; however, when I move wrong, I have mild pain. Is there any motion in the fracture if I accidentally put weight on the foot? That’s tough to say. Hopefully, the walking boot is going to stabilize things further; however, it remains to be seen whether I will be able to return to work before Christmas.

Guaging healing by the lack of pain is quite difficult for two reasons: first, I naturally tolerate a great deal of pain; second, I have suffered with fibromyalgia for more than 22 years, resulting in a baseline of pain before adding any pain from an injury. My natural response to pain is blunted.

As I continue to whirl around the house in a wheelchair or hop around on one leg, grasping the furniture, I also continue to make new observations. It’s shocking how many parts of our household are not handicapped-accessible. I continue to have to move things down to a level where I can grasp them from a wheelchair. I have learned to use the rubber chairs in our dining room to scoot around by resting my left knee on the chair while I propel myself with my good foot. I am also becoming an expert at bathing in one of those chairs with a towel under the chair to catch the rinse water. Having a chair with a back on it is much more stable than the shower chairs sometimes used in America.

When we went into our regional capital of Tamale on Thursday, I quickly learned that most public buildings are not handicapped-accessible. Even places that have wheelchair ramps have short ramps too steep for the average wheelchair operator.

The wheelchair I am using is made of light metal, and I doubt it would stand up to long-term use. I continue to wonder why someone in Ghana does not take up the production of simple sturdy wheelchairs as well as bicycle wheelchairs. I am certain there is a big need for such things, particularly in villages. Yet another item that should be produced locally is elbow crutches with molded fittings, rather than fittings that pivot. Those pivoting fittings can constitute a hazard when trying to take the crutches off or put them on.

For now, Archibald and I are continuing to use the wheelchair with limited use of the crutches. I just wish fractures came with gauges indicating healing-25%, 50 %, 75 %, etc.

Despite remaining in the house, I am still working, still taking calls from Kids Ward and NICU. Bob is still handing out breakfast biscuits to the kids on the ward. And we are still helping settle bills for medicine, hospital stays, and transfusions for indigent patients.