The Power is in His Name Alone.

God has been desiring relationship with us since the beginning of time.  He knows us by name and knows the gifts He’s given us.  He knows what we will be best at, and would love to plant our feet and bring us purpose and peace.  But let’s face it, we have our own ideas.  Besides, He just isn’t trendy enough to hang out with for today’s trend setters.  We crave knowledge and long to be smart and have something amazing to say, but we ignore Life’s manual.  We want to write the books.  The Bible just isn’t on Amazon’s best seller list.

We ache for attention and success. News flash, we have His attention, does anyone remember Christmas?  Yah, that was for us!  What about Easter, the cross?  That was for us!  And success?  Well, I would say having Him go to prepare a place for us where we can spend eternity together is success.  I know, it’s hard to recognize success when it gets dumbed down here on our temporary planet.  Without His name, It is difficult to understand relationship and eternity, and keep an eternal mindset, especially with ourselves at the center.

We recognize seasonal celebrations, only for “cover our butt” confessions.  What we really ache for, is to leave a legacy with OUR name written all over it.  But even after that is said and done, we wonder if “that” was our “it” and we go on rejecting the ONE NAME who has promised us purpose.

Most everyone has been taught not to take the Lord’s name in vain.  Not that many take it seriously, but deep down we know.  BUT What about calling on HIS NAME?  I hear everything from higher power to mother nature, but no one is saying His name.  I know, it goes without saying.  If you say JESUS NAME, you are limiting yourself.  You are not going to meld with the group down the street who worships mother nature or the group that works up a sweat reciting a myriad of religious eastern terms while flapping their wings.  Or, if you say His name, you’re going to be labeled a “Jesus Freak”.  You might be asked to take sides, to choose between wrong and right.  It is far safer and more politically correct to use some generic term for our Creator and Savior, or just throw that idea out all together.

Did you know, if you say His name, your spirit will know immediately who to bow down to? Oh right, we want a super hero – but who said anything about bowing down to anyone.  We’re in control, right?  We’re mini gods, right?  Isn’t that the latest lie permeating every molecule of the air lately?  And I’m sick of it. I have to share what I know to be true, even if it means rejection.

Ephesians 6:19 – 20.  “….Pray also for me, that whenever I speak, words may be given me so that I will fearlessly make known the mystery of the gospel….”

There is no power in any other name but the name of Jesus.  Go ahead, mediate and move your lips, talk to the air, nod your head, turn in circles, play the game.  But life isn’t a game.  We get one shot at it, one try, one turn.  If you want to experience life to the fullest, stop playing dangerous games and say the name of Jesus.

There is no magic prayer, although Jesus does give us a prayer to follow if we need one, beginning in Matthew 6:9.  “Our Father in heaven, hallowed be your NAME…..”  Yes, pray that prayer and call Jesus, and ask him to reveal himself to you.

“Jesus, come and speak to me, and show me who you are.”

Then why not get yourself a Bible and find out what happened when other people throughout history called on His name.

Below are a few verses that emphasize His name:

Acts 4:12  Neither is there salvation in any other: for there is none other name under heaven given among men, whereby we must be saved.

Philippians 2:9  Wherefore God also hath highly exalted him, and given him a name which is above every name:

Colossians 3:17  And whatsoever ye do in word or deed, do all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God and the Father by him.

Acts 2:21  And it shall come to pass, that whosoever shall call on the name of the Lord shall be saved.

Not Just Any Red Tree

I saw a tree today, but not just any tree. It was dwarfed by a forest of evergreen towers.  The image caused me to reflect on how I have felt now and then, small and insignificant, surrounded by towering titles and powerful positions.

Normally I wouldn’t even have noticed that tree, for the six-foot fence that blocks most of our neighbor’s yard from view, but – for its vibrant red foliage.  I’ve often wondered why God has designed certain leaves to turn colors in the autumn of their lives before winter strips them bare.

I couldn’t take my eyes off the red tree for a long while.  The crisp air  tried to chase me inside, but not even the lonely grey sky could suppress my spirit.  The red tree had a message for me and I wasn’t moving until I heard it.  The blue jays fell silent, and the wind stood still.  Even the sleeping stars were getting out of bed  to listen.

Of course it wasn’t the red tree speaking, it was God.  God uses his creation all the time to speak to me, and He knows how to get my attention.  I’ve come to understand that sometimes even the real worth while issues in life are nothing but distractions, glorified rabbit trails, steeped in conviction, but ending so far away from Him.  The red tree’s magnetic field held my gaze.  God was pushing back the curtains of distraction, and taking center stage.

Many analogies and object lessons related to trees and faith, bubbled to the surface of my mind, but God pushed them aside as well.  I get in the way so easily.  I think I know, I jump to conclusions, I assume – it’s all about how clever I am…..

OK God, I get it – tell me what it is You want to say…

In one magnificent, mysterious second I knew. The red tree was a symbol for my faith relationship with God.  In the midst of a dark kingdom rising, standing at the edge of winter in the autumn of my days I could pulse neon red, alive and in love with Christ, brighter than when I first believed, if I stayed close to Him.

I would need His strength more than ever before to stay close to Him.