Constantly Beginning Again

Maybe you remember that 80’s TV show “The A-Team”. It depicted the antics of a wrongly-accused special forces squad who escaped military prison to become a team of do-good vigilantes. Every week, when victory was in sight, their fearless leader Hannibal would find the time to smile and declare, “I love it when a plan comes together.”

My past few days seemed to carry a planned theme I feel I should pay closer attention to. It all began the end of last week when Ron and I took a short overnight trip for his birthday. This was the same benchmark birthday that I celebrated two months ago. (Yes, he married an older woman!) Now, more than ever, we’ve been reminded in a variety of ways that none of us are getting any younger. We are rethinking how we spend our days. 

Last Saturday night, we enjoyed listening to the Black Jacket Symphony perform Fleetwood Mac’s music, and we felt young again. Sunday afternoon, I attended the funeral for the son of a sweet and precious friend and was reminded that none of us are guaranteed tomorrow. Then Monday, we took grandson #3 on his “birthday date”. (That’s why this post is a tad late.) Being with my grandchildren reminds me that the influence I have on them will play just as an important part in their lives as my grandparents’ influence played in mine. I need to keep the main thing the main thing!

Ron and I want to live lives that matter. Though it is a cliché, we do want to keep the main thing the main thing. Loving God and accomplishing His will for us is our greatest desire. However, becoming more intentional with friends and family is not always easy. Yet, we have learned that our greatest victories have always come after our greatest struggles. God works ALL THINGS out for our good when we put His agenda ahead of our own.

I planned to write something different this week, but it will have to wait. I do, however, believe that today’s post fits in perfectly with this series on “Beginnings”. God began a good work in each one of us, and He is not finished yet. (Philippians 1:6) He has graciously given mankind many opportunities to begin again and again. He loved each of us enough to provide a way back to Him even when we didn’t keep the main thing the main thing. Because of the grace Jesus offers, we get to start over every single day. We look forward to what is in store for us here on earth and, most especially, when we finally join Him in Heaven. I had planned to write about Heaven this week, but maybe I needed a few more reminders of how the things of this world just keep us longing for that heavenly home. 

I sincerely hope and pray that the reader who sent me several comments last week will someday come to know that God is NOT an “imaginary sky-daddy with an imaginary sky-son”. I hope she gets the chance to begin again, so that she can experience all the love, joy, mercy, and peace all believers get to enjoy. I hope she gets a glimpse of victory in the life of someone close to her and suddenly realizes that she wants and needs what they have. 

I’m holding these words closer now because I know I am constantly beginning again: “Finally, brothers and sisters, aim for restoration, comfort one another, agree with one another, live in peace; and the God of love and peace will be with you. Greet one another with a holy kiss. All the saints greet you.The grace of the Lord Jesus Christ and the love of God and the fellowship of the Holy Spirit be with you all.” (2 Corinthians 13:11-14 ESV) THAT’S  how to constantly begin again! Life is changeable, because God is good – and real – and powerful. His love sustains, Jesus’ grace motivates, and friendship with the Spirit empowers us to live our best lives.

I love it when a plan comes together!

“I know the plans I have for you, 
declares the Lord, plans for welfare and not for evil, 
to give you a future and a hope. Then you will call upon me and come and pray to me, 
and I will hear you. You will seek me and find me, when you seek me with all your heart. 
I will be found by you, declares the Lord, and I will restore your fortunes and 
gather you from all the nations and all the places where I have driven you, 
declares the Lord, and I will bring you back 
to the place from which I sent you into exile.” 
(Jeremiah 29:11-14 ESV)

754EBC0E-C49F-48B3-8F75-D596C0CCB139

Slow Somedays

By Donna Jackson | July 30, 2024

John Fogerty wrote Credence Clearwater Revival’s hit song, “Someday Never Comes.” The 70s song begins with:  “First thing I remember was asking Papa, ‘Why?’ For there were many things I didn’t know. And Daddy always smiled, took me by the hand, saying, ‘Someday, you’ll understand.’” Fogerty’s impatient longing for “Someday” continues throughout the song’s verses, but…

Experiencing Grace

By Donna Jackson | July 23, 2024

Ever tried to peel one of those tough onions? You know, the kind that takes the very tip of the knife to pierce through that outer layer of skin? Tough exteriors always make me wonder what conditions must have been present for that outer layer to become so thick.  Saul the Pharisee needed the sharp, pointed rays…

God Made a Husband

By Donna Jackson | July 16, 2024

Last month, Ron and I celebrated 45 years of marriage. Several years ago, I wrote this to honor the man who loves me so well. Celebrating those we love again and again is a good thing. **************************** God, knowing His complete plan for bringing mankind into an intimate relationship with Himself, smiled as he looked…

Perpetual Peace

By Donna Jackson | July 9, 2024

Red flags whipped wildly in the leftover winds of Tropical Storm Ida. Beach authorities posted warning signs: “No swimming! Rip Currents!” A few adventurous souls combed the beach with hands on their hats while shorts flapped and jackets snapped. But NO ONE dared dip a toe into the ocean’s fury. Her once-peaceful waters had grown…

Just As I Am

By Donna Jackson | July 2, 2024

The waitress poured us another cup of coffee. Not seeing the bottom of our cups for a couple of hours would earn her a nice tip. Measly morsels from breakfast lingered on empty plates as we slowly revealed our crumbs of angst. Realizing we’d both had similar frustrating weeks, my friend sighed, “I started to…

Saving Nicodemus and Me

By Donna Jackson | June 25, 2024

Whenever I feel the urge to splurge for dinner, my craving often shoves me toward a hefty hunk of pot roast. My only problem is that I can’t just whip it up in a jiffy. It takes some time and patience – even in the instant pot. I’m a bit persnickety about fat, so I…

Sweet Grace

By Donna Jackson | June 18, 2024

I shouldn’t have tried it, but I did—no need to bother my grandmother when I could do it all alone. My young little eyes barely could see over the kitchen table, but all I needed to do was pour milk from a carton into a glass, add a little Ovaltine (chocolate syrup), and stir it…

The Greater Miracle

By Donna Jackson | June 11, 2024

I am taking a page out of Network TV’s playbook this summer. Since I will be working on a special writing project for the next few months, I’ll be rerunning a few of my past blog posts here on Perfection Road. I hope you won’t wander away. I’m excited about this new project and anxious…

Wearing the Dust of Surrender

By Donna Jackson | May 14, 2024

Many of us have difficulty believing how much God loves us because of unhappy circumstances and thoughtless people who made us feel unlovable. Feeling unloved shoots holes into our complete surrender, causing our souls to become weary and restless. That’s when we painstakingly fashion idols of unbelief by taking our eyes off God’s love and…

Change Your Water to Wine

By Donna Jackson | May 7, 2024

A friend recently asked me which of my blogs is my favorite. Without hesitation, I named two of them. The one you are about to read is one of them.  I enjoyed looking at Jesus’ first miracle from an unexpected angle. Perhaps you, too, can identify with being filled with the traditions of men only…