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I’m Thinking

Luke 3.

Did you know Pontius Pilate was governor of Judea before Yeshua ever preached His first sermon?

1 It was now the fifteenth year of the reign of Tiberius Caesar—when Pontius Pilate was governor of Judea, and Herod was tetrarch of the Galilee, and his brother Philip was tetrarch of the region of Ituraea and Trachonitis, and Lysanias was tetrarch of Abilene. 2 During the high priesthood of Annas and Caiaphas, the word of God came upon John, the son of Zechariah, in the wilderness.  source

Do you remember what his wife said to him on that fateful day when Jesus was before him?

Matthew 27: 1 When it was morning, all the chief priests and the elders of the people (Sanhedrin, Jewish High Court) conferred together against Jesus, [plotting how] to put Him to death [since under Roman rule they had no power to execute anyone]; 2 so they bound Him, and led Him away and handed Him over to Pilate the governor [of Judea, who had the authority to condemn prisoners to death].

 13 Then Pilate said to Him, “Do You not hear how many things they are testifying against You?” 14 But Jesus did not reply to him, not even to a single accusation, so that the governor was greatly astonished.

19 While he was seated on the judgment seat, his wife sent him a message, saying, “Have nothing to do with that righteous and innocent Man; for last night I suffered greatly in a dream because of Him.”   source

Perhaps Pilate didn’t make it out and about amongst the people for that 3 and 1/2 years that Yeshua was preaching and healing and saving every honest soul who asked Him; but, I am thinking his wife heard plenty. I am thinking she was moved by what she heard. I am thinking she struggled with what she heard. I am thinking she wanted to believe; perhaps she even wanted to follow Him. I am thinking Pilate a long time before now wishes he had listened to his wife.

What do you think?

A Taste

I am writing from recall from early morning – 3:00 ish.  The Little One had stirred hungry. So, I fetched him from his crib, and while he gulped down eight ounces of formula snug between us, love and blessings caressed my thoughts.

Thoughts of the difference from now and then. Thoughts of how I didn’t know. Thoughts I wasn’t then but now am grateful. Thank You, LORD GOD. Not that I got to but I get to.

I get to be free. I get to be kind. I get to be patient. I get to be grateful. I get to be happy. I get to overcome me! I get to love you!

Nothing about this Jesus Life is I GOT TO.
It’s all I GET TO!
It’s Freedom.
This is what freedom in Christ in this moment feels like.
I get to love this baby.
I get to hear him drink in nourishment.
I get to desire the sincere milk of the Word. 
See 1 Peter 2:2-4.
I get to snuggle with this little package of love.
I get to!
A life of I get to. It’s a taste of Heaven on earth!

I GET TO!
Got it?
Good. :)