Fully Satisfied


And when I awake in heaven, I will be fully satisfied, for I will see You face-to-face.

~Psalm 17:15, TLB


Lower your expectations of earth. This isn’t heaven, so don’t expect it to be.

~Max Lucado

No one on earth is fully content or perfect satisfied: we all have longings that are unmet. It’s not anyone’s fault, no need to blame others; it is simply the way of things. You can’t convince me that Jesus was not looking forward to His exit from this world, more so than any of us because He knew exactly what heaven was like. David said in Psalm 55:6, “Oh, for the wings of a dove to fly away and be at rest.” David said, “I would fly far away and stay there till the storm passes over.” I think of Augustine’s quote, “Thou hast made us for thyself, O Lord, and our heart is restless until it finds its rest in thee.” Job, Noah, Abraham, Moses, David, Daniel, Jeremiah all had longings for something better. Abraham searched for a city, a culture where God was loved and worshiped but he didn’t find it on this earth. We all have stress and strain. There is always someone battling cancer; St. Jude’s is always filled and so are the nursing homes. The violence, upheaval, rioting, looting and devilish anarchy is just another reminder that his world is living in rebellion against it’s CREATOR. We may have the best president of my life time {never thought I would say such} and yet governors and mayors across the country have conspired against him. Their hate for our president is so strong, they would destroy the REPUBLIC to get to him.

When are we going to get those wings we long for so we can rise above this foolish none sense, this heartache and animosity toward God’s Anointed? I had a wonderful thought as I meditated on this verse the other day: we are going to get those wings. We are not going to be earthbound forever. We all know that bird eggs don’t fly but they have the potential. In the egg stage they are bound to the nest and vulnerable to the predictors but after the egg hatches the bird emerges with wings that can soar through the heavens. I know most of you see death as a bad thing and probably think I am being morbid but that is when we get our wings. Physical death is our way out and up. No, I am not suicidal but if the LORD takes me, you should grieve for yourself and not me because I am out of here.

I wear caps all the time but they can be dangerous. I had to get off the tractor last Monday to pull a limb out of the front axle and I walked right into the front end loader, bamb, knocked me to the ground, staggered me. It put a goose egg right in the top of my head and I’ve had a headache every day since. The bad thing is: it is not the first time this has happened. Jack is slower but he needs to slow down just a tad more.

I preached on Psalm 46 last night and when I am in Psalm 46 I tell the story of June and I going on one of our first trips together after the kids were grown. We both forgot our DAILY BREAD devotional. We spent the night is some motel in Kentucky off I-75 and when we got up, we realized what we had done. I had been studying Psalm 46 so when we got in the car, I read it and make some expository remarks. I got to verse 10, “Be still and know that I am God,” and I said, “Today, we are going to slow the pace, we are not going try to see how far or fast we can go; we are going to relax and experience God.” Faster than a cat can blink an eye, June shoot back, “Who can relax with you under the wheel.” {Christy, I know you will like this story} It was all down hill from there. I made up my mind that I would make her laugh before we got back home. Guess what, it didn’t happen. I did get her to laugh not more than a week ago and dog gone if I have not forgot what it was that caused her to laugh. She will remember.

Leaving early today. Loading up Johnny and headed to GRACE POINT to do a little earth work. Our bridge between the parking lot and the GROVE washed out over the winter and I am going to repair it. My big work truck which I have named Jerry after Jeremy’s dad does not have air so I want to leave before it gets so hot. It is getting toasty these days. I hope the heat destroys the virus. June and I are asking for our money back on our DOLLYWOOD season passes. You have to wear a mask if you go and I’m not wearing one. Tried to email grand maw Ivy twice yesterday and couldn’t get through. She needs to resign and give the job to someone younger and more competent.

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