When Life Has No Chance

Moments happen, often unplanned. That’s called spontaneous when we at least do some crafting. It’s called serendipitous when we are the receiver…the total receiver.

One of the challenges—and it’s a challenge more than a gift or skill—is to discern how God functions in the moment. For us? Within us? With us? Through us? One of my dearest professors, Doug Meeks at Eden Theological Seminary, who taught me how stewardship can be considered—that is, what we do with our resources, each of which no matter our contrary opinion, are gifts of God, said in all religious living we have one word factored in: discernment.

Okay. Tuesday after Christmas Day. Some theological pondering. What this leads to is I’ve been touched by God. I’ve heard God’s voice. And I know. Even though I will conclude my Lexington ministry on Epiphany Sunday, my life and ministry and next steps will happen. What are they? Only some ingredients I know. It will be to and with those for whom life’s a great struggle. It won’t be to those who believe in Fake News, to be political. It won’t be…well, let me sift and sort.

Where this is prompted is in this link. I wept. Tears of “Oh No! How can people live in such deplorable conditions?” Tears of joy and triumph, “This is incredible…how very incredible, how someone who had no chance, made chances because of a dream and a resolve and a wish to do nothing less.”

Please. Take some time. For YOU. And listen to this link. It’s powerful and poignant and tells us to not lose a perspective…that biblically and in life, Mary [not the name of the girl/woman/ballerina in the link] was so very common…and it is in the common where God comes to life. Just ask Jesus.


About Mark H Miller

Diane and I live in Leander, Texas. This past June 17, 2015 I celebrated the 49th anniversary of my ordination. We returned to Texas after three years in Washington, during which I served as interim minister in Bellevue/Eastgate and Mercer Island. Am planning to begin a 5th novel that will have my protagonist, Tricia Gleason, serve a year in licensed ministry in Snoqualmie, Washington. The novel, "The Lemon Drop Didn't Melt," will find Tricia wrestling with ministry challenges. None of which more daunting than someone wanting her breathing to stop. All the published novels are available on Amazon and Amazon Kindle under Mark Henry Miller. A primary goal in our return to Texas is to make sure grandchildren get lots of attention--here and in Chicago and Washington, D.C. Traveling is definitely an activity that will not slow down. With that, of course, fishing will happen. To that the t-shirt is apt, "I fish; therefore I am." In addition to novels, the book of Blogs, "Voice Of My Heart," is also available on Amazon.
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