No Reason to be Alarmed

by Sandy Kirby Quandt

Last week our son, Pie, emailed to let me know Army Black Hawk helicopters with the 1st Air Cavalry Brigade from Fort Hood, Texas would land on Johnson Space Center property in about an hour.

The communique Pie received and forwarded stated, “There’s no need to be alarmed…”

Pilot, Pie, and I, along with countless others, stood in the 90 degree shadeless afternoon heat, stared into the sky, and awaited the helicopters arrival.

What a thrill it was to see those birds when they appeared on the horizon. Pilot spotted them first, but soon after he pointed them out others turned their cameras to the north.

The Black Hawks flew in perfect formation and landed with precision. As the crew secured the helicopters to the ground, we spectators waited for the signal to approach the three closest helicopters.

While wandering around, I noticed one of the helicopter pilots taking a picture of a JSC building behind me.

I offered to take a picture of him with the Saturn V building in the background and we struck up a very nice conversation. As we stood there talking, Pilot and Pie joined us.

After 30 minutes or so, the crowds dispersed, the 1st Air Cavalry Brigade personnel  loaded a bus for a tour of the Johnson Space Center facility and Pilot, Pie and I headed our different directions.

Staring into the sky and waiting for the Black Hawks to land got me thinking about a future event.

An event that will have people’s eyes fixed on the sky.

The day the One True King, Jesus Christ, returns to earth.

On that day the book of Matthew tells us people will be going about their everyday business. No one except God knows the hour of Christ’s return. But when Jesus does return, every eye will see him. A trumpet blast will announce his arrival.

We won’t need anyone to point him out. And there definitely will be no reason to be alarmed if we belong to Jesus and claim him as our Lord and Savior.

We shall behold Him one day. And at the name of Jesus, every knee shall bow in heaven, on earth, and under the earth.

For He is LORD and is coming from the clouds to take us home.

Our time talking with Jesus won’t end after 30 minutes, or even an hour. We’ll have all eternity to talk and tour heaven.

Won’t that be grand?

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 “And then at last the signal of my coming will appear in the heavens, and there will be deep mourning all around the earth. And the nations of the world will see me arrive in the clouds of heaven, with power and great glory. And I shall send forth my angels with the sound of a mighty trumpet blast, and they shall gather my chosen ones from the farthest ends of the earth and heaven.” Matthew 24:30-31 (TLB)

I wish you well.


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Feel Like a Smashed Tomato?

By Sandy Kirby Quandt

Besides writing his Code of Silence novels and newly released Super Husband, Super Dad, my writer-friend, Tim Shoemaker, wrote a book entitled, Smashed Tomatoes, Bottle Rockets and Other Outdoor Devotionals You Can Do With Your Kids.

Several years ago, at the Colorado Christian Writers Conference, Tim gave a devotional talk based on smashed tomatoes.

Now, you need to understand, Tim doesn’t just speak his devotions. He demonstrates them, as well. Dry ice and hot dogs? Toilet paper and leaf blower?

So…if he is speaking about smashed tomatoes, you can bet there will be some ripe tomatoes that meet up with a mallet of some sort. 🙂

I’m going to loosely interpret Tim’s devotional in this post. It won’t be word for word, so you should check out his wonderful books to hear straight from him!

Tim compares our lives to smashed tomatoes. He points out that even though God is in control and has a plan for our lives, we mess up sometimes. That’s when we might feel like a smashed tomato.

Not good for a whole lot.

But even when we do mess up, God isn’t finished with us. He doesn’t throw us away like…well…a smashed tomato.

During his devotion, Tim challenged us to think of the different things we could make out of smashed tomatoes.

People mentioned salsa, tomato sauce, tomato juice…I’m sure you can come up with your own list of delicious things created from a few smashed tomatoes.

Those things require the tomatoes be rearranged. Broken. Re-purposed. Changed. Transformed.

You getting a picture here?

Tim pointed out that things such as salsa, don’t come ready-made. Lots of things had to fit into place before those ripe tomatoes become the salsa on our chips.

Same with our lives. In God’s hands, our smashed tomatoes can become something good.

Speaking as Sandy here, when we get smacked with the mallet of life, and our dreams are crushed, we make decisions we should never have made, our bodies are broken or our strength is almost gone, we would do well to reconsider our situation. We need to never lose sight of the fact God’s still in the middle of our muddle.

Despite what we may believe, in his loving, gracious eyes, to God we are worthy.

If we let him, Jesus can take the broken pieces and rearrange them. He can re-purpose them.

If we let him, Jesus can take our mess and make something useful out of it.

If we let him, he can transform us into someone he can use to complete his work here on this earth.

Feeling like a smashed tomato? Might I make a suggestion? Hand the pieces over to Jesus.

What are your thoughts on the subject?

For we are God’s handiwork, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do. Ephesians 2:10 (NIV)

I wish you well.


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