I have a memory of my sisters and me enjoying the light breeze out by the street in front of our house, gazing at the beautiful sky. We were surrounded, far out in the distance, by a great wall of dark and stormy clouds. We were standing in the eye of Hurricane Cleo. Soon the wind began to get stronger, and our father called us in. The eye of the hurricane is a deceptively beautiful place—sunny, quiet and peaceful. It is the calm place in the middle of the storm.

My family told the story of the time both sets of my mother’s grandparents witnessed the horrors of the Great Miami Hurricane. When it was over, more than one thousand people were declared dead or missing just in Miami. My great-grandmother told me of waist-high water in the streets and knee-high sand everywhere left behind. One very costly lesson learned that day in 1926 was about the eye of the hurricane. When the eye passed overhead, hundreds of people went outside thinking the storm was over. Recorded winds of 145 mph were swirling in the eye wall, the most dangerous part of the hurricane. Hundreds of people died when they could not take shelter fast enough as the destructive eye of the storm moved up through Florida.

We are recent witnesses to the vast destruction of Helene, from north Florida through Appalachia, and the heroic efforts of recovery that will be underway for months now, if not longer. As I write this, the massive hurricane Milton is targeting central and south Florida. Even hurricane-experienced survivors know better than to shelter in place for this one. Enjoy the calm places of your days; storms are always swirling nearby. My dad drilled bolts into the concrete blocks of the outside walls of our house when we moved in, so it would be easier to attach the plywood boards over the windows and some doors. We were always prepared as well as possible from whatever storm would come our way. We knew the story of Jesus, who calmed a fearful storm one day. Where is your calm place? How are you preparing for the swirling storms of life?  

Keep healthy. Pray mightily. Enjoy your life today. Peace, be still. And let’s experience the love and power of God together.

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Today, October 1, is former president Jimmy Carter’s 100^th birthday. A remarkable milestone for a remarkable man.  Following the death of his wife Rosalyn last November, Dorothy and I began discussing the time we attended a luncheon with the former president. We had each taken a picture with him using our little digital camera. We needed to get those pictures framed. Back in 2009 I was serving as the Moderator of the Cooperating Baptist Fellowship of Oklahoma. Jimmy Carter had launched an effort to help bridge the racial divide in our land starting with Baptist churches. He called it a New Baptist Covenant. An organizing meeting of all the various Baptist denominations and organizations in our state was formed to invite Mr. Carter to share his vision. The actual meeting included the most diverse representatives of Baptist leadership I have ever witnessed.

We gathered in the convention meeting hall of the Embassy Suites in Norman, Oklahoma, with hundreds of others for an evening of worship followed by smaller breakout sessions and discussions across August 7 that year. Dorothy and I were invited to a small luncheon beforehand  to hear his testimony of faith in the Lord and God’s people. Because the luncheon was limited to the steering committee, there were about 60 people present. Following his remarks, he invited us to come and meet him and have our pictures taken. There was no professional photographer, so we were on our own to take the pictures. We finally got those pictures matted and framed this spring. The back of the picture has a pocket for other pictures and materials from the event.

When the Carters left office in 1981, he was 56 years old. He told of their family discussions on how to best use the platform they had been given as a former president. They felt a call to be “missionaries” to the world, promoting peace, healing, and human rights. They developed the Carter Center, which is both a presidental library and a mission headquarters for their world-wide activities. He has shown us how to treat others and how to serve Jesus through his work with Habitat for Humanity well into his 90’s.  Now he is also showing us how to die with faith. Since 2015 he has been living with liver cancer, which metastasized to his brain, and since February 2023, in home hospice care.  Happy 100^th Birthday, President Carter.

Keep healthy. Pray mightily. Enjoy your life today. Help change the world. And let’s experience the love and power of God together.  

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Over the course of the past couple of weeks, a small RV town has formed on the north and west sides of the county fairgrounds. The Tulsa State Fair opens this week. About six weeks ago dump trucks loaded with dirt started unloading the massive amounts needed for the animal barns and temporary parking lots and staging areas. Bulldozers and shovels are valued tools these days. It has been a little quieter on the Yale Avenue side. Since company is coming, city crews have been repairing broken sidewalks and redoing the curbs and ramps along Yale between 11^th and 15^th streets. Trucks with trailers filled with large animals have been rumbling past the church headed for the fairgrounds, only to have to weave around the barriers on Yale. Carnival rides have been assembled and are still being tested and inspected, new signs have been added, and those RVs filled with people, supplies and merchandise have assembled, followed closely by the young Future Farmers and their prize-winning livestock. Corn Dog and Cotton Candy trailers are escorted down the streets like honored guests arriving at the ball. All that is left is for about a million people to show up, discovering along the way that it costs real money to go to the State Fair. Last year’s Tulsa Fair attendance was 1,075,000, by the way.

There is a widely held belief that 80 percent of every successful project is careful planning, 10% is in having a Plan B and Plan C, and the last 10% is found in the enjoyment of seeing it all come together. The unexpected will always happen—that is what makes it memorable.

I enjoy the Fair. I enjoy watching the people, eating the “food” and discovering the latest, greatest miracle-working gadget ever seen on the face of the earth. There is nothing quite like a state fair. But it would never happen at all without detailed preparations, hardworking people, and a common goal to hold the best fair ever. So when you see the 4H-ers with their creative robots and future technologies, the FFA-ers’  prize cow or pig, the blue-ribbon cakes or quilts, the hot tubs or the glasses cleaner, remember the effort and sacrifice that is behind it all. Any worthy endeavor takes preparation, commitment, and sacrifice. That includes your family, your church, and your daily life.

Keep healthy. Pray mightily. Enjoy your life today. Prepare for the best. And let’s experience the love and power of God together.

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How well do you sleep each night? As a child I was taught the bedtime prayer:

Now I lay me down to sleep.

I pray the Lord my soul to keep,

If I should die before I wake,

I pray the Lord my soul to take.

You may have prayed this prayer as a child. Apparently children have been praying this bedtime rhyme for a few centuries. As a youngster, the “if I should die” part of the prayer did not bother me as much as the keeping and taking of my soul. What is my soul? Where do I keep it? And why would the Lord want to take it somewhere? That was heavy theology to ponder before going to sleep at night. Later I assumed this prayer was probably born out of the anguish of high infant and child mortality during times of plagues and smallpox. One day I discovered the full version, based on a German poem from the 1600’s, has much more to say. It also could have been based on a sermon from Psalm 4.  Where we finished praying with, I pray the Lord my soul to take,  fuller versions continued with: If I should live for other days, I pray the Lord to guide my ways. Amen. Why didn’t we learn this part before we said, Amen! 

How well do you sleep at night? What are the things you think about as you drift off (or not) for the night? I read an article this week with the headline, Why Everyone Is Waking Up at 3 a.m. A quick search will reveal several widespread reports about the reasons many people wake up in the middle of the night, and the struggle to go back to sleep. It is a popular subject in the field of mental health these days. 

I have my share of wakeful nights. A couple of Bible verses help me at the end of a stressful day: Come to me, all who are weary and heavy burdened, and I will give you rest. (Matthew 11:27) Cast all of your anxiety on Him, for He cares for you. (1 Peter 5:7) Try letting God hold all your stress, fears, to-do’s, etc. as you go to sleep. You will find them soon enough in the morning.

Keep healthy. Pray mightily. Enjoy your life today. Sleep well. And let’s experience the love and power of God together.

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This year we have been getting our backyard ready to attract more butterflies. Our beautiful old October Glory maple tree was showing the repeated years of storm damage. We had the tree specialists mend and thin out the broken sections year after year. But the damage had become too great. We were concerned the old tree might topple on our neighbors’ fences, or our house, with the next ferocious storm. Reluctantly, we had the tree removed this spring. It was time to rework the backyard with a little landscaping project. I have since learned there is no such thing as a little landscaping project.

We gathered some ideas and found a landscaper that was reasonable and affordable. I do not enjoy weeding flower beds, ever, so we had the bed along the back fence filled with rock. We added some Juniper trees, three lilacs and three rose bushes. At the far end we planted a Butterfly Tree (Chaste tree). It is somewhat like a crepe myrtle, yet softer and wider.  That one tree alone provides most of our backyard enjoyment. That and the roses, which have been continuously in bloom since late June. Pollinating bees, bugs and butterflies attract the best birds. All these little creatures and insects tend our part of the earth with professionalism and diligence. No pesticides are allowed in our backyard, for the monarchs are headed to my house, and yours also, in a couple of weeks.

The majestic monarchs are making their journey from Canada to winter in Mexico, a place they have never seen, yet long for. When the winter passes, they will send forth the next generation back to Canada. The journey is one of transformation from a sluggish caterpillar into an international traveling butterfly. If God does that for butterflies, imagine what is in store for us. Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; the old has gone, the new has come (2 Corinthians 5:17).

When I went out to inspect the roses and the trees today, the bees and bugs were faithfully working. The backyard is starting to settle in. The weeds seem easier to pull up. Creation is amazing. God is so good. 

Keep healthy. Pray mightily. Enjoy your life today. Tendyour garden. And let’s experience the love and power of God together.

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