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Paul Reed, Associate Pastor and Minister of Music, shares weekly thoughts and inspiration.

 
 
 

30 Years Ago

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30 Years Ago

 

Can you think back thirty years ago? The year was 1991. That spring was my final semester of college. In April of that year, I sang my senior voice recital. In May, I graduated from Ouachita Baptist University. Then in June, on the fifteenth day of that month, I married my beautiful wife, Debbie. The Bible tells us that God created a helpmate for Adam because it was not good for him to be alone. He made a woman that was just the perfect mate for him. He did that for me when He created Debbie and brought us together. I love her so much and am so grateful for God making her for me. There is no doubt in my mind that we were meant to be husband and wife. On June 15, 1991, we said our vows to God and one another that we would love one another and stay together for the rest of our lives. We made that commitment and have stuck with it even though some difficult times have come our way. We know we are committed to one another and committed to this marriage. God brought us together and through His strength and help, we have stayed together. He has blessed us with two wonderful, healthy boys and blessed us with a daughter-in-law and a granddaughter now. He has blessed us in allowing us to serve in several churches and live in four different states together. And even though we have faced and gone through many trials and difficult times, we always have known we had each other, and we had the Lord with us.

 

A strong marriage commitment is such a wonderful blessing. But there is an even stronger commitment that we can experience. When we commit our lives to Jesus, that relationship with Him is even stronger. Not always from our side, but on God’s side of the commitment. We don’t always follow Him in the correct ways and many times we even act against Him. We don’t always hold up our side of the relationship. God, however, always holds up His side of the commitment. He never lets us down, never disappoints, and never breaks a promise. Paul writes in 2 Timothy 2:11-13, “This is a trustworthy saying: ‘If we die with Him, we will also live with Him. If we endure hardship, we will reign with Him. If we deny Him, He will deny us. If we are unfaithful, He remains faithful, for He cannot deny who He is.’” Even when we sin against God and are unfaithful to keep our walk clean, God remains faithful to us and continues to hold us in His hands. He will never fail us and will always keep us as His children. His incredible commitment to us is overwhelming because His great love for us is overwhelming. That’s why Paul writes in Ephesians 5:25, “For husbands, this means love your wives, just as Christ loved the church. He gave up His life for her.” We are to love our wives with the same sacrificial, unselfish, agape love that Jesus has shown to us. We can’t be perfect like Jesus, but we can strive to be.

 

I’ve made a lot of mistakes, but thankfully, there has been a lot of forgiveness. My marriage is far from perfect, but it is strong because our commitment is first to God and then to each other. He gives us the example and we strive to follow it. I’m grateful for the thirty years He has blessed me with my beautiful, loving wife, and I pray she can handle another thirty or more with me. And as far as the other, I’m grateful for the forty-seven years of being held in my Savior’s hand after committing my life to Him.

 

Bro. Paul Reed

 

Tuesday, June 15, 2021

 

 



Sickness, Illness, I Don’t Like It-ness

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Sickness, Illness, I Don’t Like It-ness

 

This past Sunday I was unable attend church due to illness. I can’t remember having to miss a service for that reason since I’ve been here at Frederica. I started feeling bad late Saturday afternoon after working outside all day. I knew as I sat in my chair that evening that the body aches, headache, maybe some fever, coughing, and extreme fatigue were not good signs that I’d feel much better the next morning. Sure enough, after a restless night, I was still wiped out and felt terrible as I began letting Pastor Mike and Pastor Cameron know I couldn’t make it for services. It greatly bothered me to have to admit that. I hated the fact that my body wasn’t feeling well enough for me to fulfill my responsibilities. But I knew I couldn’t do it. I simply did not have the energy. This was more than just soreness from overworked muscles. My body was telling me I needed rest and I was being made to listen. Thankfully, after sleeping most of Sunday and resting most of Monday, I was back to normal this morning. I don’t know exactly what to call the “illness”. The more I’ve thought about it, I think I may have just overdone it on Saturday. Too much dust from mowing and moving some old lumber I had stored, building some supports on the outside of my wood shop, combined with the heat of the day and the heat of the fire burning most of that old lumber, plus the smoke from that fire, all amounted to taking a toll on me that I didn’t expect. But, I’ve had days like this before and I didn’t feel this bad afterward. Why now? Yes, I know I’m getting older. And I hear what Aunt Bee heard from ol’ doc Andrews, “We’re no spring chickens anymore.” (A little Andy Griffith humor)

 

We don’t always know why we get sick. We can be feeling fine one day and then totally rotten the next with no explanation. We can get checked out by doctors and they may can tell us what we have, but not how we got it. We may know someone else we were around that has the same symptoms, the same illness, and know where or from whom we got it, but we don’t really know how. We were just around them. But how one little germ got from them to us is still a mystery. However it happens, we all get sick at times. Be it serious or not, it’s always a nuisance. We can’t do what we want or need to do until the sickness passes and, if you’re like me, we don’t like it. Since sin entered the world, everything that harms us entered the world, and it all ultimately leads to death. Our mortal bodies cannot last forever. We must endure this life in the flesh and its frailties, both spiritually and physically, while striving to live our lives in the Spirit. Paul says in Romans 8:10, “If Christ is in you, though the body is dead because of sin, yet the spirit is alive because of righteousness.” And that righteousness is not our own. “He [God] saved us, not on the basis of deeds which we have done in righteousness, but according to His mercy, by the washing of regeneration and renewing by the Holy Spirit, whom He poured out upon us richly through Jesus Christ our Savior.” (Titus 3:5-6) Our physical frailties can bring us down just like our fleshly, spiritual frailties. Satan will use whatever he can to discourage us and distract us from staying strong in our walk with the Lord. But we must remember that even though we physically are dying, our spirits are alive in Christ, and we can rejoice in knowing we have everlasting life through our Savior.

 

There are times in our lives that we will be sick. Hopefully, we can physically rest and allow our bodies to heal. And when we suffer through the physical pain, we can find strength in knowing this physical life is only for a moment compared to the eternal life we have in Jesus.

 

“That is why we never give up. Though our bodies are dying, our spirits are being renewed every day. For our present troubles are small and won’t last very long. Yet they produce for us a glory that vastly outweighs them and will last forever! So we don’t look at the troubles we can see now; rather, we fix our gaze on things that cannot be seen. For the things we see now will soon be gone, but the things we cannot see will last forever.”  2 Corinthians 4:16-18 NLT

 

Bro. Paul Reed

 

Tuesday, June 8, 2021

 



Unfinished

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Unfinished

 

Today, I needed to go out and see how the new church building was coming along. I made my way up Frederica Road through all the beginning of summer traffic without too much trouble. There were no workers present as it was lunchtime, so I was alone with God as I strolled through the building. It was quiet with just the sounds of songbirds, the breeze blowing through the trees rustling the leaves, and my footsteps. I was thanking God for all the work that had been done and prayed for the continued protection of the workers as they constructed the building. I looked around with amazement as excitement filled me once again. The exposed framework was quite intriguing as it all fit together to define space and give structure and support. I thought about how so much of what I saw would soon be covered with sheetrock and other finishing materials and never be seen again. Yet, it would still be there accomplishing what it was meant to do. I envisioned how things would look once everything was done. It will look beautiful and function as designed. It will be just what we need and provide space to meet for Bible study, worship, fellowship, and equipping for us to go out and share the gospel, the love of Christ, and minister to the needs of our Jerusalem and beyond. It will be finished. But for now, it is unfinished.

 

It made me think about people. All of us are unfinished. As Christians, we are all on that journey of sanctification, becoming more and more like Christ. It reminds me of a song from an old children’s musical. The lyrics are,

“He’s still working on me,

To make me what I need to be.

It took Him just a week to make the moon and the stars,

The sun and the earth and Jupiter and Mars.

How loving and patient He must be

‘Cause He’s still workin’ on me.”

The “still working” is a great comfort. None of us are perfect. Some are closer to perfect than others, but we are all still a work in progress. And none of us will be finished until God completes everything in us. As we look around, we must remember that when ministering with other people. We want people to be patient with us as we are still growing in our faith and in our walk with Jesus, so we must be patient with others. Like our new church building, we may look good now, but we’ve still got a way to go before we are done. There are a lot of things that still need to be done on that building as we have a lot of areas where we individually need to grow. The wonderful blessing is we know there will come a time when the building is finished. And, God will continue to work in and through us until He has accomplished and finished His desire for our lives. Philippians 1:6 says, “And I am certain that God, who began the good work within you, will continue His work until it is finally finished on the day when Christ Jesus returns.” NLT

 

That new building is already doing great things for God even though it is unfinished. It is creating excitement among us and this community. It is providing work for multiple people. And it is already a testimony of God’s faithfulness, power, and love for His people as well as people who are lost. May each of us be an unfinished masterpiece for Him.

 

Bro. Paul Reed

 

Tuesday, June 1, 2021

 

 



FORE!

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FORE!

 

I had the opportunity to play golf today. I first learned how to play golf when we had an exchange student from Sweden come live with us the year I turned twelve years old. His name was Jonas and he was an excellent golfer. He actually won state medalist for high school golf in Arkansas that school year. My father had played golf before I was old enough to remember, but it had been some time since he had. Dad decided to pick it back up so he could play with Jonas and taught my brother and I how to play. I’ve enjoyed playing ever since and even played on our high school golf team. I never made it so far as to even compete in the state medalist tournament, let alone win it, but I still had fun. Today was no different. I didn’t have a great round with a low score, but I enjoyed being out on the course and playing. Sometimes the ball went where I wanted it to go and sometimes it didn’t. Sometimes it went in the right direction, but was too long or too short. Other times it went too far to the right or to the left, and even was lost in the trees, bushes, or marsh grass occasionally. (Okay, so I lost five or six, but I found three.) Like a lot of things, to be good at golf you need to play frequently. Today was the first time I’ve played since February, so I really wasn’t expecting to play too well. I was happy to have had some good shots and tried not to get upset over the bad ones. What I had learned in the past when I played a lot helped me to do well, but since I don’t play frequently, my muscle memory wasn’t at its best and the consistency of my shots was lacking.

 

Our spiritual life needs good frequency. That daily time reading God’s Word and spending time with Him in prayer and meditation cannot be beat. That consistent communication with God helps us more than I think we can ever realize. When we have that consistent walk, we seem to have so much strength and confidence as we strive to live our lives for God. We may face difficult challenges, but because we are in closer fellowship with the Lord, our minds are focused more on the Word and how God would have us react to those situations in ways that please Him. But, when we slack off for a few days or weeks, our reliance on our past times with the Lord only go so far. Our strength is quickly zapped because it isn’t being recharged. Before we realize, we are losing battles and struggling because we aren’t plugged into the power source anymore. We become weak trying to hold it together on our own. When we stop just trying on our own, the wonderful thing is all we have to do is plug back in – simply turn to God and ask Him for help. We can open the Word and read, and His Spirit will begin to fill us with His strength. We can talk with God in prayer and let Him revive our spirits. Our strength can be restored and then we can tap back into God’s strength and let Him fight our battles and guide our steps and use us in accomplishing His will. Jesus speaks to His disciples and says in John 15:4-5 NLT, “Remain in Me, and I will remain in you. For a branch cannot produce fruit if it is severed from the vine, and you cannot be fruitful unless you remain in Me. Yes, I am the vine; you are the branches. Those who remain in Me, and I in them, will produce much fruit. For apart from Me you can do nothing.” We need to stay connected with the Lord and walk with Him daily. Our daily, consistent walk with God in His Word and in prayer is essential nourishment for our spiritual lives.

 

Hitting a golf ball long and straight requires a lot of practice with good techniques. Consistently hitting a golf ball long and straight requires a lot of frequent practice with good techniques. Otherwise, it’s difficult to keep the ball in the fairway. We need daily time with the Lord to keep on the straight and narrow. And spending time reading the Word and praying is a whole lot easier than keeping your golf swing in order.

 

Bro. Paul Reed

 

Tuesday, May 25, 2021

 



Swing, batter, batter, batter, swing!

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Swing, batter, batter, batter, swing!

 

When I was a boy, I loved playing baseball. I played for the DeQueen Lions team sponsored by the local Lions Club where my father was a member, so it was kind of automatic that my brother and I would play for that team. Our uniforms were purple with gold pinstripes and I wore number three. In the five years with the team, I played every position except first baseman. My final year, I was the starting shortstop and batted fourth, which, as many of you know, is “clean-up”. I never hit any homeruns, but I had a high batting average. We usually won first or second place in the league for the season, and the opposite first or second place in the end of season tournament. I don’t know why we couldn’t win both in the same year, but we never did. I had a good last year with the team. Four times during that season I came up to bat with the bases loaded and hit a double into left center field that cleared the bases and allowed me to get to third base. That was so fun. The only thing better was to have hit a homerun for a grand slam. But, there was one game, late in the season, where we were playing a team that we had beaten earlier that year. Our records were the same, so this game would decide the season champs. They had a pretty good pitcher, but I had hit off him before. This game, however, I was struggling. I had struck out my first three times up, and now, it was my fourth time to bat. There were two outs, and the game was tied in the top of the last inning. We had two guys on base that could score if I simply got a base hit. I stepped up to the plate and – swing and a miss – strike one. Next pitch – swing and a miss – strike two. My third base coach called a time out and came over to me and told me to relax. He knew I was mad and frustrated and trying too hard. I stepped back into the batter’s box determined to hit the ball. Here came the pitch – I swung – miss – strike three. I couldn’t believe it! I just knew I was going to hit that ball! I had already seen in my mind a base hit that scored at least one run. But no, I had struck out for the fourth time in one game! I was devastated. We went back out onto the field to try and hold the other team from scoring so the game would go into extra innings. The first batter stepped up to the plate and hit a homerun, winning the game, winning the season for the other team. We lost. Second place that year really felt bad.

 

Disappointments in life can come at any age. Sometimes they come because we are not perfect. Sometimes they come because the world is not perfect. Whatever the reason and whatever the circumstance, how we respond to those disappointments reveals who we are and where our trust lies. If we let disappointment bring us down and send us into depression, our perspective and trust has been misplaced. If we are able to move on from that disappointment with our head held high, that can show either strong positive thinking on our part, but with a bigger difficulty our own positive thinking may not be enough. If our confidence and trust are placed in God, then we will be able to move on and even face greater disappointment through strength from the Lord. Psalm 125:1-2 says, “Those who trust in the Lord are as secure as Mount Zion; they will not be defeated but will endure forever. Just as the mountains surround Jerusalem, so the Lord surrounds His people, both now and forever.” As we grow older, the disappointments can be much worse than a twelve-year-old boy losing a baseball game. But, no matter what it is – a teenage girl being stood up on a date, an adult losing a job, a salesman losing a big sale, a marriage that falls apart, or a friend that turns on you – if our trust is in the Lord, we know He will see us through that difficult time. We may face disappointment, but we are still secure in our Savior.

 

I have faced many more disappointments in life with most of them being a lot worse than striking out four times in a game. Many of them have had much greater spiritual ramifications as well. But I am grateful that God has helped me understand that even though my own failures have caused some of them, I am able to move forward and grow through them because of His strength working in and through me.

 

“We can rejoice, too, when we run into problems and trials, for we know that they help us develop endurance. And endurance develops strength of character, and character strengthens our confident hope of salvation. And this hope will not lead to disappointment. For we know how dearly God loves us, because He has given us the Holy Spirit to fill our hearts with His love.”  Romans 5:3-5

 

Bro. Paul Reed

 

Tuesday, May 18, 2021

 

 



If This Old Fort Could Talk

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If This Old Fort Could Talk

 

This past weekend I did some more work around the outside of the house. It’s just like the inside, the work is never done and there’s always something else that needs doing. Mowing the yard is the same as sweeping or vacuuming the floor – it has to be done regularly. Trimming is the same as dusting – it has to be done frequently. One of the things in my yard that I don’t tend to regularly is a play fort. I built it for Cameron for his 5th birthday. That was 22 years ago. I used good pressure treated wood and the best bolts, screws, and nails I could find. It still holds me up to this day. But there was one place that Connor pointed out to me just last week that definitely was showing its age. The steps that lead up to the top level were not too secure or trustworthy. So, as I was trimming around the fort, I decided I needed to inspect it. I put my foot on the bottom step and crack! The step was quickly broken off the rails and on the ground. I tried the next step and crack! I determined that all the steps would give me the same result, so I quit stepping on them. I could see that the screws holding the rails of the steps to the fort itself were badly rusted and the rails themselves were quite weathered, so I decided the easiest thing was to get my ax and knock it off with the blunt end. That quickly did the trick. As I was inspecting all the pieces of wood, I determined the rails were not in good enough condition to reuse and put them in the burn pile. The steps, however, still seemed to be good. After pressure washing them, I could see that wood was still good and strong and could be used again with different rails. Ultimately, I realized the wood didn’t fail, it was the screws. Those small pieces of metal that held the boards together had done their job for 22 years. But over time, they got weaker and weaker as the rust had eaten away at the integrity of the metal. Even though the wood was still good and strong, what held those steps together was not strong anymore.

 

We sometimes hear people say, “I’m just falling apart.” It’s usually not serious and we know what they mean, but sometimes a person may really be struggling in their life. They may be overwhelmed with difficult things that are happening in and around them. What is holding you together? In Matthew 6:19-20, Jesus is speaking of where our true treasure should be. He says, “Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust destroys, and where thieves do not break in or steal.” I’m not wanting to talk about our treasures, but more about the principle of spiritual stability. That security of moth and rust not destroying our treasures in heaven is the same security that holds us together in the Lord. The things on this earth, from this world, from our enemy cannot destroy or remove us from the strong hands of God that are holding us and holding us together. There is no moth or rust that can eat away at the integrity of the Lord. As His children, He forever will be holding us, securing us, and keeping us with Him. And as we face and go through the difficulties of this life, we don’t need to trust in money, our possessions, or even ourselves to hold us together. Those earthly treasures and earthly security will fail us. We simply need to trust in our strong Savior who never leaves us or forsakes us. His strength created this world. He’s definitely strong enough and loving enough to hold us together.

 

I have some boards left over from another project just waiting to be used as the new rails for a new set of steps. Using a stronger design, I’ll be able to build that set where my granddaughter and maybe future grandchildren can play on it without the fear of it breaking. And then, maybe I can use the old fort to help me teach them about our great God who holds the world in His hands, also holds us and keeps us.

 

Bro. Paul Reed

 

Tuesday, May 11, 2021

 

 



Gussie

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Gussie

 

You may remember my quick trip to my mother’s old house that I told you about last week. While still there, I was able to go through a few things and actually stop to read some of them before they were packed away in a box. One of those things were some old senior adult newsletters from my former church in Florida that I had sent to my mother and she had kept. I told her I didn’t know she had kept them. She told me she didn’t know she had either. Be that as it may, there were several of them filed together and I read one that struck me. I decided to go back into my “‘REED’ This” files and find it so I could share it with you. As you’ll see, it was written over twenty years ago, but it is still very relevant. Here it is:

 

Before I was old enough to go to school, I remember waking up, usually after everyone else had gone, and going into the den to watch Kaptin Kangaroo. There would be my baby-sitter, Gussie, waiting with my breakfast and my purple cow. For those of you who don’t know what a purple cow is, it’s milk and grape juice mixed together. I still don’t know why I liked it. It sounds terrible to me now. Anyway, Gussie was an elderly lady who was a great baby-sitter. I remember her letting me watch whatever TV program I wanted to and when I was ready to go outside, she was ready to go outside and play with me. I remember going over to her house and playing with all of her cats. She had at least 50, and she was always kind to let me take one home with me. Sometimes we would take a walk down to her pasture and to the little bridge for the train. After I was old enough for school, she would still sit with me on occasions. And going to school each morning we would pass by her big house up on the hill. Even when I was in high school I would look over and say to myself, “I need to go visit with Gussie.” But, I never got around to it.

 

I was talking on the phone with my mother the other day and she informed me that Gussie had died. The news saddened me as I had lost a friend. We talked a bit and my mother said it was sad reading her obituary. She was not a member of a church and she had no family of her own. My mother told me she never knew if Gussie was a Christian. That upset us more than anything. All these years had passed and we had never talked to her about her salvation. Those times I needed to stop and sit with her when I was in high school could have been times of sharing my faith. Now, it was too late. I won’t know about Gussie until I go to heaven. I hope to see her there.

 

I ask you, “Do you have a Gussie in your life?” With what special person do you need to share your faith? Do it now, before your chance is gone.

 

Paul C. Reed

April 16, 1997

 

 

“But my life is worth nothing to me unless I use it for finishing the work assigned me by the Lord Jesus – the work of telling others the Good News about the wonderful grace of God.” Acts 20:24 NLT

 

Bro. Paul Reed

 

Tuesday, May 4, 2021

 



Count Your Blessings

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Count Your Blessings

 

Last week I made a whirlwind trip to collect some things from my mother’s house in northern Arkansas. I then delivered some to my brother’s house and mother’s assisted living apartment, both in the Dallas, Texas area before bringing the things I kept for myself back home. I drove a total of 2,441 miles in 41 hours, being on the road Monday, Wednesday, and Friday with packing/loading/unloading on Tuesday and Thursday. Like I said, it was a whirlwind trip. Since my siblings all elected me as “Family Historian”, I came home with all the old pictures and documents to go through. Sunday night I came across a letter my father had written that my siblings and I had never seen. I would like to share it with you. As you read it, you’ll understand why I am so blessed to have had the earthly father I was given. From the wording, he wrote this in late 1985 or early 1986.

 

“Late last summer, I began a journey, a journey that brought me very near the valley of death. After months of mysterious abdominal symptoms that progressively grew worse, I was hospitalized in Texarkana for comprehensive tests. A CAT scan of my abdomen revealed massive tumors, the source of my ever-increasing pain. Surgery was scheduled and my wife and I hoped for the best, not knowing the extent of the tumors or the type involved. There was hope that they might not be malignant and much of the mass could be removed, even though the scan indicated a possible metastasis to the liver.

You can imagine my disappointment and anger when I awoke in the surgical intensive care unit to find that it definitely was a malignance and none of it could be removed. It had completely blocked my left kidney and was expanding to place great pressure on my right kidney, bladder, abdominal aorta and vena cava (large blood vessels of the abdomen). The metastasis to the liver was about an inch in diameter. Other metastases were to be found, in the ensuing days, in the lymph nodes between my lungs, in my neck and under my scalp. Other than a small section for a biopsy, no tumor tissue was removed due to the probability of massive bleeding. At that moment, dying on the surgeon’s table from excessive hemorrhage was a very attractive alternative to the slow deterioration and subsequent death of the usual cancer patient. I knew there would be no cessation of the pain, which required heavy narcotics to relieve.

Sensing my bitter reaction to my situation, my wife left me to call my pastor for his help in calming my spirit. Left to myself, I began examining my life. I was 46 years old, the father of five beautiful children and two grandchildren. I had suffered very little illness and my wife and children had all been very healthy. I had known Jesus as my Savior since I was nine years old, and had been active in Baptist churches all my life. All my children were Christians. I was a well-respected Chiropractor in my community. I had really enjoyed life and had many more reasons to be thankful. If this was to be the end of my life, I certainly had no reason to complain! I began to praise God for each of the blessings He brought to mind. My spirit calmed and all bitterness, anger and disappointment subsided. The pastor and a friend arrived to find that God had changed my attitude and gently led me to praise Him!”

[Dr. Jack Allen Reed]

 

The hymn “Count Your Blessings” quickly came to my mind as I read the last part of this letter. This change of attitude and calming of his spirit gave my father the strength and fortitude to endure the chemotherapy he would take for the final months of his life. Because of his faith in Jesus, he knew his pain would not last forever. Early on the morning of February 28, 1987 he was pain free and saw Jesus face to face and began experiencing the greatest blessing ever – eternal life in heaven with his Savior.

 

“All praise to God, the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who has blessed us with every spiritual blessing in the heavenly realms because we are united with Christ.” Ephesians 1:3 NLT

“Let them praise the Lord for His great love and for the wonderful things He has done for them.” Psalm 107:31 NLT

“Let all that I am praise the Lord; may I never forget the good things He does for me.” Psalm 103:2

 

May we each heed the hymnist’s: “Count your blessings, name them one by one.”

 

Bro. Paul Reed

 

Tuesday, April 27, 2021

 



April 20

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This.

 

Bro. Paul Reed

 

Tuesday, April 20, 2021

 

(Be back next week.)



You Know?

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You Know?

 

I need to admit something to all of you. I know this may come as a shock to some, but it is probably known by many of you, and even understood by all of you. Are you ready? Here it is. I don’t know everything. There, I’ve said it and whole heartedly admit – I don’t know everything. I have been asked many questions where people expect that I should know the answer, but I don’t know the answer. They think I should know, but I don’t know. To them, I should know, but to me it’s perfectly fine that I don’t know. I know most of you know that I don’t know everything. That’s not new to many of you, I know, but to some who didn’t know that I know that you know that I don’t know everything it is something that wasn’t known. There are many people who like to act like they know everything, but I am not one of those people. I do know quite a lot, but I may not know what you think I should know even though you think I should know it. And I don’t want to act like I know something that I don’t really know just to try and impress someone else into thinking I know something when I don’t know it at all. I know some people like to act like they know what you are talking about when they don’t really know so that you may think that they know it, but I want you to know that I’m not someone that thinks they know everything. I know a good bit about the Bible, but I certainly don’t know everything. I know some things about ministry, but I don’t know everything. I know a lot about music, but I don’t know everything. I know how to play several instruments, but I don’t know how to play them all. We all know what we know comes from our experiences in life and what we come to know from them as well as reading and studying to know different things, whether in school or just wanting to know things on our own. Some things we know because we’ve seen them and we know what our eyes saw therefore we know what we’ve seen. But even when we know we’ve seen things doesn’t always mean we know what we’ve seen, you know?

 

There are a lot of things I want to know but don’t always know how to know them. The knowledge of how to know is not known to me so that I can know what I am wanting to know. And I know that you are wanting to know why I’m writing in this annoying way, and I want you to know why I am doing this so that you will know what I’m trying to get across. I know this may seem strange, but I had this thought a few days ago, you know, to dwell on the word ‘know’. I know we all know this word and how good it is to know it, but do you really know why it is important to know ‘know’? The most important thing about ‘know’ is not what you know but who you know. We’ve heard that about a lot of things in life: “It’s not what you know, but who you know to get … the right job, the big promotion, the break you need, to get ahead, etc., etc.” It seems to work that way for a lot of things. But the most important thing I want you to know, the greatest thing I want you to know, is that you can know that you know that you know that you know that you know Jesus as your Savior and Lord. I know most of you know that and know Him, but I want you to be sure you know Him and know that that is the most important person you can know. And if you know Jesus, that’s all you really need to know, you know? Jesus said in John 10:14-15, “I am the good shepherd, and I know My own and My own know Me, even as the Father knows Me and I know the Father; and I lay down My life for the sheep.” Not only is it great to know Jesus, but it is so much more comforting to know that He knows me, and all those who have called upon Him for salvation. I know that brings comfort and reassurance to you. To know Jesus is to know life and joy and peace. “These things I have written to you who believe in the name of the Son of God, so that you may know that you have eternal life.” 1 John 5:13

 

If you were able to read all the way through, you have successfully read the word ‘know’, or a form of ‘know’, 111 times in 38 sentences, oh, and in the title. And please know I am grateful you bore with me through it all, you know?

 

Bro. Paul Reed

 

Tuesday, April 13, 2021