We need to ask God to give us eyes to see the kingdom.

 That was the subject of my message at a church last Sunday.  Just before the pastor introduced me, a member of the congregation got up to give a brief testimony.  He finished it by saying this: we need to ask God to give us eyes to see the kingdom.

 At that moment, if I didn’t realize it before, I knew I was on the right track.

I remember running my guts out on the football field on those brisk late September nights a very long time ago.  We had a small school with a small team, and I had to play both offence and defence. Sometimes I never came off the field. On top of that, I was given the ball for 11 other players to chase and tackle me. I can remember as a very young player years laying on the bottom of a pile with the opposing team pinching me while I was down. Then in high school I remember our opponents hitting hard to tackle me and then putting their whole body weight on my chest as they pushed themselves up,  saying in a mocking voice “How do you like that, Rookie?”  “Rookie” was the nickname they gave me because I was the youngest player on the team. They thought it was a slam, but for me it was a badge of honour. 

“Land for sale - 120 acres”

 The sign just went up on the other side of the road where we are currently staying in south-western Michigan.

 To the urban eye, it’s just a bunch of flat open fields you’d drive past without even thinking about it. But to the shrewd farmer (and I’ve rarely met a farmer was wasn’t shrewd) it’s a potential goldmine - depending, of course, on the commodity prices. You’d be amazed at how much money people will pay for 120 acres of land.

 Opportunity knocks. Or does it?

We had a lot of sickness in our house this week. There’s nothing much you can do except press on, and hope you don’t come down with it yourself!

People say life throws a lot of curveballs at us. And curveballs do come our way, no doubt about it. As Christians, we believe two things. First, God is sovereign and merciful. He is all-powerful, and he loves us. Second, we are in an invisible battle with the forces of a supernatural enemy, who is out to destroy us. He too is powerful, though not as powerful as God, and he hates us.

We had an interesting drive home from Michigan the other night.  The weather had been terrible, but the radar predicted an improvement later in the day.  We decided to make a run for it while we could, as another storm was in the forecast.  The first 230 or so miles were fine, but the last 50 were a hard slog.  The wind was blowing, there was still a bit of snow in the air, and the ploughs just could not keep up.  But I knew we’d get home fine.  I had faith!  Enough, at least, to tide both of us over our anxiety till we got in our front door.