Author: Ian Bothwell

In my child development class tonight we were discussing that blank memoryless time in our lives between birth and approximately 36 months.  We went around the room and each person shared their very first memory.  Most of the 28 students’ first memory was somehow connected to trauma.  They remembered the deaths of grandparents, falling down and seriously being injured or moving to a different home, a father going off to Viet Nam.  Two of them remembered a baby brother or sister joining the family.  Those last two were the only pleasant memories.

While listening to them I thought of God’s first memory of us and remembered Him saying to Jeremiah in chapter one, “Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, before you were born I set you apart; I appointed you as a prophet to the nations.”   That must have been a pretty heady experience for Jeremiah to hear that from God.  But he shouldn’t have been to taken with his own importance because what God said about Jeremiah to Jeremiah, He can say the same for you and me.

We were not a surprise to God.  We are not the product of accidental collisions between sperms and eggs.  Each of us is a part of a huge cosmic plan.  We are designed to fit, like a piece of a puzzle into a massive panoramic universal mural depicting the final conquest of righteousness over evil.  Romans 11:29 is so exciting.  Paul wrote, “God’s gifts and his call are irrevocable.”  So just in case you think you have drifted away and God can no longer use you, think again.  He is like a relentless puzzle-putter-togetherer.  I love that last word because your space in the puzzle is so unique no one else can fit in.   If you aren’t in yet you will be.  He’s waiting.

Written by Roger Bothwell on October 6, 2016

PO Box 124, St. Helena, CA 94574

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Just now we had a hair-raising experience.  I mean one of those Yikes moments.  We were just finishing an evening walk in the forest when a siren went off down in our little city.  Almost instantly to our immediate right, a pack of coyotes, which we had not seen, responded to the siren with one of the loudest eeriest choruses I have ever heard.  Don’t ask me how many there were.  We did not stop to count.  Arriving at the car our lab did not have to be coaxed inside.

If it had not been for the siren from the city we never would have known they were there.  So how many other times have they followed us?  Is that why sometimes our dog stops and stares into the trees?  There is so much that goes on around us without our knowledge.  We are conceited creatures and we think highly of our own intelligence, but really, we don’t know what we don’t know.

I Peter 5:8 says, “Be sober-minded and alert. Your adversary the devil prowls around like a roaring lion, seeking someone to devour.”  Daily an unseen drama unfolds about us.  A war is waged over our souls.  Each victory for Satan is an eternal loss for our heavenly Father who has made each of us a one of a kind child.  Satan doesn’t care about us other than the fact that he can use us to rip out God’s heart.  Once done we will be discarded on his trash heap.  Just compare that with what we are offered in Ephesians 2.  He saves us “in order that in the coming ages he might show the incomparable riches of his grace, expressed in his kindness to us in Christ.”

Written by Roger Bothwell on October 5, 2016

PO Box 124, St. Helena, CA 94574

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Presidential elections are intense times.  After the election one candidate goes on to be a picture on the walls of classrooms in our schools.  The other candidates become footnotes in history.  One of the candidates will for a time be the most powerful man in the world.  The others will sit at home wondering what to do with the rest of their lives.

Do you ever wonder what you should do with the rest of your life?  Do you ever think of quitting your job and sitting on a sandy beach for a long, long time?  Or perhaps you think of creative ways to be of service in your community.  Maybe you think of helping at a food bank or volunteering to teach an adult how to read.  Maybe you think of selling your home, putting things in storage and joining the Peace Corps.  They do take people of all ages.

Maybe you could become a crossing guard and help children get safely to and from school each day.  Maybe you could take a meal to an elderly person each day.  Maybe your life is already filled with meaningful purpose.  However you plan to spend the rest of your life, you should think of a way to be of service to someone other than yourself.  The law of Jesus’ kingdom is the law of service. (Matt. 25:35 ff)

Written by Roger Bothwell on October 5, 2000

PO Box 124, St. Helena, CA 94574

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It would be difficult to find a greater transformation than Paul’s.  He was Jesus’ arch enemy and became Jesus’ greatest advocate.  Despite the extremes of who he was and what he became, it is doubtful that the change was personality.  Paul was Paul before and after being knocked off his horse. He was always super zealous for his cause, whether to stamp out Christianity or to be the world’s greatest definer and defender of Christianity.  He goes from organizing executions to himself being beheaded after various botched attempts to kill him.  No other wrote so eloquently regarding Jesus’ heavenly position.  Ephesians 1 and Colossians 1 are vivid portrayals of just who it was who died for us.  Brilliantly he uses his pharisaical background to explain what Jesus is now doing for us in the heavenly sanctuary.  Hebrews is a masterpiece extolling Jesus’ vulnerability to human weaknesses and the majestic perfection of Jesus as our high priest.

Paul was special.  But so are you.  Just as there was only one Paul there is in the entire universe only one you.  Just as God had a special task for Paul that only he could do, so God has prepared for each of us a special task.  If we don’t do it God will raise another to do it, but the problem for God is, no one can do it as well as you.  “For we are God’s handiwork, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do.”  Ephesians 2.   This very day might be the day your special task arises.  Pray earnestly to be ready.  You might never know until heaven what it was.  But what joy you will have when you know you did it.

Written by Roger Bothwell on October 4, 2016

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 On September 19, 2000 in Ashford, New York it was election day.  The polls opened at 6:30 a.m. and closed at 8:30 p.m.  The number of voters who came to the polls was zero.  They had an election and no one came.

Now if someone were running for something, it seems as though that person should have come to vote for himself.  Could it be he was so sure of winning he need not have bothered?  If no one votes, does anyone win? Or maybe none of the candidates wanted to win.

In 2 Peter 1:10 we read, “…give diligence to make your calling and election sure….”  Peter is, of course, speaking of the great election held for each soul.  God is voting for you.  Satan is voting against you.  You better vote for yourself.  This is an election of eternal consequences, and you better cast your vote.  We are not talking about a temporary political office but about where you will spend eternity.  So don’t be a “no-show.”

And just how does one vote?  Tell Jesus you want to be on his side.  Tell Him you accept His gift of grace.  Invite the Holy Spirit into your life and you win.

Written by Roger Bothwell on October 3, 2000

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In the fall as the days grow shorter and the midnight frost starts to nip the flowers, squirrels become most industrious.  They scurry around burying acorns everywhere carefully patting the dirt down on top of each acorn making it secure for future nourishment.

We are somewhat like those squirrels when reading our Bibles.  Not always is a passage exactly relevant to what is happening in our current lives.  But when reading we are burying seeds of truth and comfort for later times when we might need them.  Just as those squirrels do not need the acorns in the fall, later during a very cold winter the acorns will be there waiting for them.  If we hide God’s Word deeply in our minds, it will be there for us to use when difficult times come.

The Psalmist wrote in Ps. 119:19, “Thy word have I hid in mine heart, that I might not sin against thee.”  If we store up God’s wisdom, the Holy Spirit can make good use of it when the need arises.

Written by Roger Bothwell on Oct. 3, 2000

PO Box 124, St. Helena, CA 94574

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He craved a piece of chocolate, but to his great despair the house was chocolateless.  There was no chocolate syrup in the fridge.  There were no leftover spoonfuls of chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream in the back of the freezer.  Despondent, he searched the bedroom knowing that his wife, not a chocolate lover, often put boxes of chocolates away until they turned white.  What a waste!

Next he went to the china closet thinking by chance there might be a forgotten box of after dinner mints there, but to no avail.  Next he toyed with the idea of driving to the store, but his town was not a big city and most everything was shut down for the night.  Then it came to him.  In a drawer with some herb tea bags there just might be a packet of hot chocolate powder.  Swooping down he found it.  Nestled among the apple orchard, mint medley, fruit and almond, orange and spice was his reward.  He had found some chocolate.

There are times when God seems remote and we are in need of His presence.  The writer of Psalm 42:1,2 put it so well.  “As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, O God.  My soul thirsts for God, for the living God.  When can I go and meet with God?”

Jesus once told us if we will seek we shall find.  The real quest will be rewarded as we discover it was God who was seeking us.

Written by Roger Bothwell on July 27, 2000

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For a weight loss commercial Oprah looks into the camera and says, “I love bread!”   Well Oprah, I love Cheerios.  Ever since I have been a really little guy, Cheerios have been my favorite.  Not only did they nourish me, they were fun to play with.  I could scoop some out of my cereal bowl and make all manner of patterns with them.  I even learned to spell my name using Cheerios to form the letters.  This morning I had a bowl of Pumpkin Spice Cheerios.  I could have had Honey Nut Cheerios or Protein Cheerios.  Presently, there are sixteen different kinds from which we can choose.

I can easily image our Heavenly Father sitting on His throne saying, “I love people.”  “I love red ones, black ones, brown ones, white ones, yellow ones, little ones, really big ones, tattooed ones, bald ones and hairy ones.”  He loves us so much He actually wants to live in us.  Check out I Corinthians 6, “Do you not know that your bodies are temples of the Holy Spirit, who is in you, whom you have received from God? You are not your own;” Did you catch that last phrase?  “You are not your own.”  Neither are we on our own.   His abiding presence in our lives means we have a continued source of intellectual and spiritual power to help us make wise decisions.

We make thousands of small decisions each day.  Over the course of sixteen waking hours those decisions form patterns of speech and behavior.  With His help we design daily patterns creating a person He not only loves but one of which He is proud.  This very day God looks at you and says, “I love …..”  Insert YOUR name in the blank.

Written by Roger Bothwell on September 30. 2016

PO Box 124, St. Helena, CA 94574

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Sometimes I wish Emily Post was still alive.  I have unanswered questions regarding being polite.  I was at the supermarket and while going down aisle one I met a man coming toward me.  We greeted.  A few moments later, because we were going through the aisles in opposite directions, we met again in aisle two and then in aisle three and again through twelve aisles.  How many times did I have to greet this man without being a cold snob?  Did the first greeting count for all the encounters that followed?

I had a church member once who tried to take Paul’s counsel in I Thessalonians 5:16 literally.  Paul wrote, “Pray without ceasing.”  I had a difficult time explaining that Paul meant that we should live with God as a companion and not that we should be constantly forming and articulating actual sentences.  I’m sure, unless the person was extremely creative, there was a lot of repetition going on.  One would become a human prayer wheel.

When one lives with another person one does not, unless you want to drive the other insane, talk all the time.  Often times silence is wonderful.  We live in such a noisy world that having some quiet time is to be desired and is very beneficial.  There is something healing about being able to hear the blood circulating through one’s ears.  That’s as much quiet as we can achieve.   Praying without ceasing is living with God, who understands our preferences.  Some people are very quiet upon awakening.  Others are bright and verbal.  You don’t have to articulate anything for Him to know you love Him.

Now, if only someone could resolve my supermarket dilemma.

Written by Roger Bothwell on September 29, 2016

PO Box 124, St. Helena, CA 94574

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If you are going to lie you better know who you are lying to.  They might very easily catch you in your perfidy.  This weekend we stopped at a large nursery that was having a fall celebration with pumpkins, horses, cider doughnuts and other such items.  I found myself standing beside an elderly (anyone older than I, but not the same as I) lady who said to me, “And who are you.”   With the straightest face I could muster I said, “I’m the owner of this establishment.”  (Please don’t ask me why I did that.  My mouth was just running without any mental engagement.)  “Well,” she said, “you can’t be because I am.”  I was nailed.  Other people assured me she really was the owner.  A lovely conversation ensued and I was careful to truthfully answer all her questions.

So I ask you her question.  “Who are you?”   Hoards of people have no idea how to answer that question after they tell us their name.  My wife would tell me I’m her most special person in the world.  My sons call me Dad.  My grandchildren call me Papa.  One of them calls me Poppyseed.  I have absolutely no idea why.  Perhaps the most important answer is I am a son of the Most High God of the Universe.  That comes with all manner of rights and privileges.  I’m not the only person who can say that.   You also can answer with that exciting response.

A child of God, though still a sinner, is a forgiven sinner and a prince or princess of the universe. We have been lavished with mercy which is aggressive forgiveness and promised to be rewarded far beyond what we can possibly imagine.  And when I tell you this I absolutely am not lying.  See Ephesians 3:20.

Written by Roger Bothwell on September 28, 2016

PO Box 124, St. Helena, CA 94574

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