Highways To Zion - Judy Nichols
Highways to Zion is a weekly devotional message written by Judy Nichols and aired on WVMC FM.
One of my children recently said that one of the worst things they ever heard from their fatherÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s lips was, "You made your mom cry today." Somehow, to him, and hence to them, their grieving me to the point of tears was a terrible thing. I will admit to being one who cries easily; my husband is that way, too. But there is something to be said for knowing that something you did caused someone you love and who loves you to hurt very badly: Love is the best motivator of good behavior.
When I think of what it means to be steadfast, I think of my house. It was built in 1853. The foundation is made of huge blocks of sandstone and the outer walls are three bricks thick. It has stood firm for a century and a half, and then some. I have always felt very secure here.
Revelation from God is a curious thing. We can and should be seeking it, as I do when I study to understand the Scriptures or pray or write. But often revelation comes in odd places and at odd times.
There are times when we see God blessing others but nothing is happening with us. I remember two such times in my own life. Many of my high school and college chums were getting married. I rarely had any dates, let alone a steady boyfriend. At one point I forlornly told my mother that I didnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t want to go to any more bridal showers because it was too depressing. The same thing happened again when all our friends were having babies and we were infertile. It was so hard to be happy for these new parents, though I knew I should be. Many years later a friend asked me why God wasnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t blessing her. She said she loved God and tried to obey Him the best she could; she participated in various ministries; she tithed; yet GodÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s blessing seemed to her to be absent from her life. IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢m not sure what kind of blessing she was looking for, but IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢m afraid my answer was woefully inadequate, something about not measuring GodÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s blessings in material terms but seeing the prosperity of the soul and the goodness of her relationships.
We visited our daughter and her family last week. She started fixing supper and her 15-month-old son started melting down. Late afternoons are never easy for toddlers. So I was holding him as we watched her preparing the spaghetti. I asked her if Micah liked it and she said no, he didnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t. Soon the pot of water was boiling and she dumped the box of spaghetti into it. At first they stuck up out of the water every which way, so I said, "Micah, look! Sticks! We get to have sticks for dinner!" He took that in and said what he always says about things on the stove: "Hot!"