Pastor's Devotions by Tim Harris

Each night before Kim and I go to bed, like many of you, we check to make sure we have locked the doors to our home. After all, we don’t want to allow an intruder to enter in the middle of the night. We don’t want to give access to someone who ought not be entering our home and who may even want to cause us harm. On the other hand, if we are expecting someone that we want to enter—e.g., a friend, our kids—we may leave the door unlocked. After all, locked doors are meant to keep out the “bad guys” not the “good guys!”  As I read the biblical accounts of the first Palm Sunday, I can’t help but notice that there were those there that day who had, we might say, left the doors to their hearts and lives unlocked for Jesus, while others had closed and locked them. Some were glad for his arrival; others not so much.  As Jesus enters Jerusalem riding on a donkey, his disciples are waving palm branches and crying out, “Hosanna! Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord!”  The...

I’m feeling quite disappointed this morning. Since my recovery from my back surgery was going so well, Kim and I had planned to visit our grandsons this weekend—along with their parents! Earlier this week, however, my back muscles went into spasms (which the doctor’s office says can happen as the muscles heal) and I’ve been in pain since. Such being the case, I knew I couldn’t make the four hour drive or function all that well away from home. Thus, we had to cancel our trip.    Thankfully, I’m beginning to feel better. But it has felt like a major step backwards in my healing process. After all, I felt like I was making really good progress. I was able to get in and out of bed normally, go for walks without any pain, and in general feel like my overall mobility was coming back. This week, however, has set me back. Thus, I knew I couldn’t make the trip. Again, I’m feeling quite disappointed; I was so looking forward to seeing “the boys.”  This is not the first time in my l...

Here in the Northeast, we’ve experienced some drastic changes in our weather this week. For a couple of days it was sunny and warm, up to almost 80 degrees, giving us a taste of what is to come. Yesterday however, the temperatures plunged throughout the day by almost 40 degrees, taking us down into the low 30’s. Not only that, but for a couple of hours it was snowing! Thankfully the snow didn’t stick. But this morning, in spite of the sun shining, the temperatures were once again below freezing. I guess, that’s the month of March for you!  I think we would all agree, the weather is not the only thing within our lives that can quickly change.  One day life feels warm and sunny, everything seems to be going so well; the next day the clouds roll in and a chill takes over our bodies and souls. We move through various seasons within our lives that bring about all kinds of change—some that may be expected, some that catches us off guard. And as life changes, we reach for those thing...

After my spinal surgery three weeks ago, I was emphatically told “NO BLT’s!”  I know what you’re thinking: Why can’t you eat a BLT after spinal surgery? Well that’s not what it means. Rather the instruction is, “No bending, lifting, or twisting.” And that is easier said than done.  Think of all the times during your day when you have to bend down or lift something or twist your body.  There’s something on the floor that you need to pick up so you just naturally bend down to get it. You want to move that bag of bird seed or dog food, so you lift it and carry it to where you need it to be. You hear something or someone behind you so you twist your body to see what or whom it is. Probably hundreds of times a day we bend, lift, and twist!  So as you can imagine, it has been quite a challenge for me to follow the doctor’s orders. I need to constantly remind myself to use the “grabber” as I call it, to pick up what I just dropped. I have to tell myself, “Don’t lift that ba...

I think you would agree that we live in a culture that wants it—i.e., just about everything—NOW! Whether we are waiting on line for our “fast food” meal, ordering from Amazon, or streaming a movie, everything is geared towards giving us want we want as quickly as possible. We’re not very good at slowing down and patiently waiting. I would propose that in our culture, we have a “patience crisis.”  That is very much my problem at this point in my life. Although it’s only been about two and a half weeks since my spinal surgery (I’ve been home two weeks as of today), I’m already getting a bit antsy to get back into life.  I know I have to give my body time to heal, but I’m already getting tired of the process. It’s all feeling so very slow! The doctor says I can begin physical therapy at week six, but I want to start it today. I think you get my point: I’m beginning to lose patience with the process. I’m having a personal patience crisis!  The Bible teaches us much about the ...

On Tuesday February 10, I had a second spinal surgery/fusion. I was in the hospital until Friday afternoon. Thankfully, I’ve been getting stronger each day and better able to get around the house, albeit with a walker. The pain has been slowly subsiding. Right now the healing process seems slow, but I know I need to be patient and allow my body to heal properly that I might get back into the normal routines of my life.  It's during times like these that I am reminded of just how dependent I am on those around me. When in the hospital I was totally dependent on the care of the nurses and aides. I needed all the help I could get to control the pain, get to the bathroom, and get in and out of bed. Once home, I’ve been dependent on my wife and daughter, son and son-in-law, to get a glass of water, prepare my meals, and help me with some of the basic tasks I would normally do myself. I’ve even been dependent on a walker to keep me steady and keep extra stress off my back as I move aroun...