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Pastor John

Pastor John

J. Wallace Hamilton (a famous preacher from the mid-20th century) used to tell about a mother cat with a baby kitten in her mouth, trying unsuccessfully to get across a busy New York City intersection. She would meander timidly out into the traffic and then dart back to the curb when she was nearly hit by a passing car. An NYPD traffic officer in the center of the intersection seeing her plight, thrust up his hands to stop traffic in both directions. The anxious cat immediately scampered across to the other side and disappeared down an alley.

Hamilton pointed out that the cat had no idea that the authority of the New York City Police Department had been called upon to enable her to get safely across the street. Then he added, “I wonder how many times the mighty hand of God goes up to get us safely to where He wants us to be and we’re not even aware of it.”

This week in our Turning Trauma Into Triumph series, as Joseph and his brothers at last meet again, it’s a little like watching the cat from Hamilton’s story actually recognize the presence of the cop and all he has made possible. Joseph sees something that no one else in the story sees or appreciates like he does. He has a unique perspective unlike anyone around him at the time or in the history to follow.

Perspective is the difference between what happened and how we interpret what happened.

The following quotes represent two imaginary journal entries as a wife and her husband reflect on the same day’s events:

Her Journal:
Tonight, my husband was acting weird. We had made plans to meet at a nice restaurant for dinner. Conversation wasn’t flowing, so I suggested that we go somewhere quiet so we could talk. He agreed, but he didn’t say much. I asked him what was wrong. He said, “Nothing.” I asked him if it was my fault that he was upset. He said he wasn’t upset, that it had nothing to do with me, and not to worry about it. On the way home, I told him that I loved him. He smiled slightly and kept driving. When we got home, he just sat there quietly and watched TV. He continued to seem distant and absent. Finally, with silence all around us, I decided to go to bed. About 15 minutes later he came to bed. But I still felt that he was distracted and his thoughts were somewhere else. He fell asleep. I don’t know what to do.

His Journal:
Rough day. Boat wouldn’t start, can’t figure out why.

Perspective is the difference between what happened and how we interpret what happened.

The greatest perspective of how something meant to harm us can actually be meant by God to heal us is the focus of this week’s final message on the life of this most remarkable man named Joseph…and I can’t wait to share it with you. Whatever you do, don’t miss this Sunday’s climactic conclusion of Turning Trauma Into Triumph.

Loving the Journey,

Pastor John

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