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Devotional

Good News Bears

About a week ago, I was thinking about the 1976 movie The Bad News Bears starring Walter Matthau. The screenwriter wrote an offensive line coming out of the mouth of an 11-year-old. The fruit of his mouth reflected what he was taught by those close to him.

And I’m sure you’ve also heard the phrase, “(S)he is bad news!” That’s the kind of person you stay away from because they’ll likely bring trouble into your life.

Well, the reverse is also true—good news bears.

The Greek word for “gospel” is euangelion, which is made up of eû (good) and ángelos (messenger). The good news (gospel) of Jesus Christ produces good fruit through those willing to allow its seed to penetrate deeply into the soil of their hearts. (See Luke 8:5-8)

Eternal life, which is supernatural life, is the fruit of intimacy. The scriptures teach us that knowing God and His Son Jesus is eternal life (John 17:3). From that union with God, like a branch connected to the vine, good and lasting fruit is produced.

Good fruit is born from a good tree. John the Baptist exhorted us to “produce fruit in keeping with repentance” (Matt 3:8). When you turn away from anything that produces spiritual and physical death and cultivate an intimate relationship with God through Jesus, you will bear good fruit.

Cultivating intimacy with God and remaining in his presence through His word and prayer, will produce supernatural fruit in your life through His power.

Let’s be mindful of who we align ourselves with, what news we receive in our hearts, and what fruit we are producing.

I am the vine, you are the branches; the one who remains in Me, and I in him bears much fruit, for apart from Me you can do nothing. If anyone does not remain in Me, he is thrown away like a branch and dries up; and they gather them and throw them into the fire, and they are burned. If you remain in Me, and My words remain in you, ask whatever you wish, and it will be done for you. My Father is glorified by this, that you bear much fruit, and so prove to be My disciples. —‭‭John‬ ‭15‬:‭5‬-‭8‬ ‭NASB

A good tree cannot bear bad fruit, nor can a bad tree bear good fruit. —‭‭Matthew‬ ‭7‬:‭18‬ ‭NASB

What a beautiful sight to behold— the precious feet of the messenger coming over the mountains to announce good news! He comes to refresh us with wonderful news, announcing salvation to Zion and saying, “Your Mighty God reigns!” —‭‭Isaiah‬ ‭52‬:‭7‬ ‭TPT‬‬

Hace una semana, estaba pensando en la película de 1976 The Bad News Bears (Los Osos de Malas Noticias), protagonizada por Walter Matthau. El guionista escribió una frase ofensiva que salió de la boca de un niño de 11 años. El fruto de su boca reflejaba lo que le habían enseñado sus allegados.

Y estoy seguro de que también has oído la frase: “¡(Ella) es una mala noticia!”. Ese es el tipo de persona de la que te alejas porque es probable que traiga problemas a tu vida.

Bueno, lo contrario también es cierto: las buenas noticias también traen fruto.

La palabra griega para “evangelio” es euangelion, que se compone de eû (bueno) y ángelos (mensajero). Las buenas noticias (evangelio) de Jesucristo producen buenos frutos a través de aquellos que están dispuestos a permitir que su semilla penetre profundamente en la tierra de sus corazones. (Véase Lucas 8:5-8)

La vida eterna, que es vida sobrenatural, es el fruto de la intimidad. Las Escrituras nos enseñan que conocer a Dios y a su Hijo Jesús es vida eterna (Juan 17:3). De esa unión con Dios, como una rama conectada a la vid, se produce fruto bueno y duradero.

De un buen árbol nace buen fruto. Juan el Bautista nos exhortó a “producir frutos dignos de arrepentimiento” (Mateo 3:8). Cuando te alejas de todo lo que produce muerte espiritual y física y cultivas una relación íntima con Dios a través de Jesús, darás buen fruto.

Cultivar la intimidad con Dios y permanecer en su presencia a través de su palabra y oración, producirá fruto sobrenatural en tu vida a través de su poder.

Seamos conscientes de con quién nos alineamos, qué noticias recibimos en nuestro corazón y qué fruto estamos produciendo.

Yo soy la vid, vosotros los sarmientos; el que permanece en mí, y yo en él, ése da mucho fruto; porque separados de mí nada podéis hacer. El que no permanece en mí, es desechado como sarmiento, y se seca; los recogen, los echan al fuego y arden. Si permanecéis en mí, y mis palabras permanecen en vosotros, pedid todo lo que queráis, y os será hecho. Mi Padre es glorificado en esto, en que llevéis mucho fruto, y seáis así mis discípulos. —Juan 15:5-8 NVI

No puede un árbol bueno dar frutos malos, ni un árbol malo dar frutos buenos. —Mateo 7:18 NVI

¡Qué hermoso espectáculo es ver los preciosos pies del mensajero que viene por las montañas a anunciar buenas noticias! Viene a refrescarnos con noticias maravillosas, anunciando la salvación a Sión y diciendo: “¡Tu Dios Poderoso reina!” —Isaías 52:7 TPT

Devotional

Leaves of Stone

I decided to get a little exercise in by raking a trillion leaves that we clearly didn’t make time for. They were still rather damp from the rains from a few days back, so the raking was more difficult with the added weight.

As I began raking the hoarded autumn leaves from our back stairs, I noticed how they covered the water drain, not allowing the rain to fall through. The rain just seeped into the leaves themselves, and slowly made its way down.

I began to rake the yard. It was too much to gather all the leaves in one area so I made three mounds and added leaves nearby to each mound.

And then it hit me. Hard. I began to think about all the layers I’ve allowed to cover my heart. Layers of burdens – shame, regret, pain, fear, anxiety. They laid on the soil of my heart and it was heavy.

As I raked the leaves and added them to the mounds, it was as if I was placing my layers at the altar before the Lord. I couldn’t see all the layers and layers, year after year, anxiety upon fear, fear upon regret, regret upon pain, and pain upon shame. As I kept raking, I kept uncovering the truth.

One mound for the Father.

One mound for the Son.

One mound for the Holy Spirit.

As I raked the leaves, I also found broken branches.

I made a heap for the sticks and mounds for the leaves. Leaves that became heavy, burdensome stones. Stones that covered my heart – making it cold and inaccessible. So now I had sticks and I had stones and a bunch of hurts I needed to name.

Oh Lord! Dig through the layers of these leaves of stones on my weary heart and heal me. Show me the hope you have for me. I know that there’s life underneath all these layers of dying – with your love, through your blood, by your power.

Death was gripping my heart, not allowing me to live – to breathe.

There it was for me to see. The layers I’d accumulated over my life that covered my heart. Clear as day.

But deep inside, under the layers, is a heart of flesh.

God will make it right.

And as I write, the wind outside is strong enough to lift the dry, lifeless, falling leaves, enabling a few of them to knock at my window looking for a home.

But I won’t let them in.

It’s time for the northerly winds to scatter them away.

But the leaves will continue to fall and I vow to catch them before they get too comfortable with me.

And so I wait, grasping at hope. Expecting to see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living.

And I lift my hand and give them to God one by one.