January 26. Edward Law. Ed had had a hard life, and it kept getting worse. The day came when Ed got desperate for his life to change. He found a way out. Here’s his story. 

Be brave enough to ask for help and caring enough to give it. 

Ed sat with a loaded rifle pointed at himself. His finger was on the trigger. His self-described “crazy, stupid, wild” life was about to end. He was finally going to escape. This was the only way—right? 

He felt out of breath, as if he had been running—not just slumped in a chair drinking. Running … running away like a scared kid. 

He had been scared all his childhood. He called it “growing up hard,” but really it was growing up scared. 

Now he was scared again—scared and embarrassed and ashamed. Asking anyone for help with his stupid life would expose him for the failure he was. 

But he was starting to wonder if giving up on his life hurt his pride just as much as admitting he needed help. What if there was a better way than running away from the shame and the problems his wild life had caused? What if there was a better way he was missing out on? 

The words “a better way” still running through his mind, Ed reached for another drink. The words seemed familiar. He tried to think of what the rest of the words were. Something about Jesus having a better way of life. 

An old lady used to take Ed to church and give him Bible verses to memorize in exchange for prizes. Ed suddenly remembered that the man he was buying a house from was some sort of Bible preacher. A guy like that might be able to help him. Ed took a deep breath and put the gun aside. He stood up shakily. He was going to give this a try. 

It was a little past three in the morning when Ed pounded on Joe Thomas’s front door. (Joe had met Ed a few days earlier when Ed submitted an offer to buy Joe’s house. Joe had accepted Ed’s offer.) 

Now, Joe peeked out the door, and he looked a little bit scared. “Mr. Law?” Joe said. 

“Yeah. You know me; I’m buying this house!” Ed knew his words were slurred. “You gotta help me. What’s the rest of the verse?” Ed leaned in. “You must know; you’re a preacher!” 

Joe said, “Well, I’m not exactly—” 

Ed kept talking, “It’s something like ‘ … a better way. … He is the life. … ’ I’m done with my life! I’m gonna end it, or I’m getting a new one.” 

Now Joe heard the panic in the man’s voice. Despite his own nervousness, Joe opened the door and asked Ed to sit at the kitchen table. Joe opened a Bible to John 14:6. “I’m pretty sure you’re talking about this verse, ‘Jesus answered, “I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me’”” (NIV). 

Joe read some other verses to help explain the new life that Jesus offers. 

Completely sober, Ed looked at Joe. “I want this. I’m ready for the life Jesus can give me.” 

Years later, Ed told that story and shook his head. He had almost missed out on that better way. But he had found hope, forgiveness, and new life because he had made the decision to go find Joe. 

Ed’s new life is not free of problems, but now he has God’s strength and the support of other believers to help him face the problems. 

And Ed has helped many other strugglers just like Joe helped him. Ed’s advice is always the same: “Stop running. Get help! Talk to somebody, and get Jesus in your life! He is the better way.” 

“O LORD, I have come to you for protection; don’t let me be disgraced. Save me and rescue me, for you do what is right. Turn your ear to listen to me, and set me free. … My life is an example to many, because you have been my strength and protection” (Psalm 71:1–2, 7 NLT). 

What problems or habits are overwhelming your life? Talk to someone. Is someone asking you for help? How can you be available to them? Be brave enough to ask for help and caring enough to give it. 

This story is based on an interview with Edward Law on June 25, 2019. 

January 25. Jim Shoemaker. Jim is a plumber. A man with a skill. 

The official line is that plumbers typically work a regular eight-to-ten-hour shift, but there are always emergencies and urgencies that make weekend and evening work necessary. Jim is a busy plumber, but he has a skill, and he knows how to use it to serve Christ. Listen to this. 

When opportunity knocks, step up. 

Jim was one of two plumbers in the area, and as usual, he was swamped with work. But when he heard an elderly couple were hauling water from the church, he decided it was time for a visit. 

Jim had met the couple; the man had severe COPD, and his wife spent her days taking care of him. Their only income was a small disability check. 

When he sat with them in their living room, Jim said, “We’ve missed you at Sunday services. I wanted to come by and check on you and let you know you’ve been missed.” Jim continued, “I couldn’t help but see water jugs on the counter. Are you having water problems?” 

The man explained that a winter storm had frozen their water pipes. They burst, and the water-heater elements had burned out. 

The elderly man told Jim they had hired a plumber to do the work, and he promised a good deal on the labor, but he had asked for the money in advance. They gave him their last penny, but he skipped town the same day. The elderly man said he knew better than to pay the repair man in advance, but they were in such a desperate situation, he had ignored his better judgment. 

Jim’s anger burned. How could anyone be so heartless as to take advantage of an elderly couple struggling to make ends meet? Jim said, “I would like to check out the pipes and see exactly what’s needed to make the repairs. I already know where I can get a good deal on a water heater.” 

The man began to shake his head. 

But Jim said, “I’ll not take no for an answer. The Lord has blessed me so I can be a blessing to others.” 

“What will your wife say? We don’t want to cause you all any trouble.” 

Jim knew from similar situations his wife Pat would support whatever they needed to do to help the couple. Jim was so adamant the man and his wife realized it was pointless to argue with him. 

Jim worked four twelve-hour days and finished the job. He salvaged what he could of the old pipes and was able to get a used water heater for three-hundred dollars. 

When Jim was done, he praised God for giving him the ability and financial means to help others who weren’t as fortunate as he. He then told the man’s wife the job was finished, and she could turn the water on. 

Her eyes filled with tears, but this time they were tears of joy. As Jim got into his car to leave, the man hollered, “Brother Jim, we will see you in church this Sunday.” 

Jim waved and drove off. 

Later, the pastor phoned and said the church would pay the bill. 

That didn’t sit right. The bill would have to go to some committee and be voted on by the congregation. The whole church would know Jim’s friends’ business. Jim let the pastor know he wouldn’t be delivering a bill. This was a private matter, and it was done. 

“If anyone has material possessions and sees a brother or sister in need but has no pity on them, how can the love of God be in that person?” (1 John 3:17 NIV). 

Your skill is a God-given resource; be ready to use it. When opportunity knocks, step up. 

Story based on an interview with Jim Shoemaker, 2019. 

January 24. Patrick Morley. In 1973, Patrick founded Morley Properties, which for several years was one of Florida’s 100 largest privately held companies. At the same time, he was the president or managing partner of 59 other companies and partnerships. 

In 1986, Patrick started The Man in the Mirror Bible Study, which has grown to include approximately 10,000 men, and Man in the Mirror Ministries has helped 35,000 churches impact the lives of 12 million men worldwide. 

In the middle of all this work, Patrick came to believe “that 90 percent of Christian men lead lukewarm, stagnant, defeated lives—and they hate it.” So he wrote a book for them: Man Alive, which shows men how they can “experience a powerful life transformed by Christ.” On this date in 2012, Patrick released the audio version of his book Man Alive

“The ministry of Man in the Mirror exists,” says Patrick, “in answer to the prayers of all those wives, mothers, and grandmothers who have for decades been praying for the men in their lives.” Today’s story is partly about one of those wives. 

A man’s life can only be satisfied by the Giver of life. 

Patrick didn’t know he had a problem until the day his wife Patsy—tears flowing down her face—asked him if there was anything he liked about her. Unable to put what he was feeling into words, he just left the house and went to work. 

As far as things like success and money went, Patrick had it all. But he was as miserable as he had been in high school. And now he was taking it out on his beautiful wife. Her tears made him feel like a selfish fool. 

The truth was for years Patrick had been waging a personal battle against meaninglessness. Though he didn’t know how to spell it out, truth was that school, work, and life in general had left him feeling hollow. 

After Patrick quit high school as a senior, his dad sensed the lack of direction in his son’s life and pushed him to join the army. 

And the army was a perfect fit. It gave Patrick a sense of purpose and identity, and he thrived in the disciplined atmosphere. He also obtained his GED and later graduated from college and earned a PhD. 

But the thrill of being in the army didn’t last forever, and soon the gnawing sense of dissatisfaction returned. After his discharge, Patrick was back to staring at himself in the mirror and wondering: what’s the point? 

Patrick had to find something newsome new purpose that could ward off the meaninglessness he felt—and he wouldn’t settle for mediocre. It had to be something big

Financial success would solve all his problems—he told himself. 

So, Patrick got into the real-estate business. He set big goals and achieved them. In six years, money was piling up faster than he knew how to spend it. He accumulated everything a man of stature could want: beautiful wife, lovely home, luxury car, tailored-for-him suits, and a Rolex watch. 

But Patrick felt empty. Every goal conquered brought a temporary fix, but then he needed an even grander goal to accomplish. After all this, he was sitting at his fancy desk with beautiful Patsy in his lovely home—and she was wondering if there was even one thing that he liked about her. 

Driving home from church, with all the grace of a charging grizzly, Patrick had complained to Patsy about something she had done that had embarrassed him. 

Patsy cried. 

The Spirit of God touched Patrick’s heart, and the mean grizzly cried, too. 

Patrick waved his white handkerchief before the Lord. He surrendered. A broken man, he prayed that God would make his life worthwhile. He couldn’t manage anymore without Jesus. 

“‘Meaningless! Meaningless!’ says the Teacher. ‘Utterly meaningless! Everything is meaningless. What do people gain from all their labors at which they toil under the sun?’” (Ecclesiastes 1:2–3 NIV). 

What purpose does the Lord have for your life? A man’s life can only be satisfied by the Giver of life. 

Morley, Patrick. Man Alive. Colorado Springs: Multnomah Books, 2012. 

Morley, Patrick. Seven Seasons of the Man in the Mirror. Grand Rapids: Zondervan, 2002. 

Story written by: Toni M Babcock, https://www.facebook.com/toni.babcock.1 

January 23. Telemachus. By the year 404, bloody gladiatorial battles had been going on for 140 years. 

On this date in 393, Honorius became Emperor of Rome. Five years before today’s story starts, the Emperor had decreed the violent games should stop, but they went right on—until Telemachus showed up. 

Sizewise, he was a little man, but he has an important story. In 1984, President Ronald Reagan “told the story of ‘the little monk’” at the Annual National Prayer Breakfast. Here it is for you now. 

When a godly man stands, evil falls. 

In shiny armor and distinctive helmets crowned with ostrich and peacock feathers, the gladiators strode into the packed arena, some carrying swords and others holding spears or nets. They were professional warriors who fought to the death—supposedly for the glory of Caesar. 

Some gladiators were slaves, and some were criminals condemned to the arena. They marched around the arena crowded with 87,000 spectators, who—anticipating the carnage to come—cheered. 

These spectators loved to see bloodshed. 

In front of the Emperor’s box, the combatants stopped, raised their arms in salute, and in one voice they shouted, “Hail, Caesar, those who are about to die salute thee!” 

The crowd cheered again. 

On the first day of January in 404, a monk named Telemachus happened to be walking past the coliseum. He was from Asia and on a pilgrimage to visit the churches and encourage the Christians in Rome. Dressed in his simple monk’s mantle, which reflected his holy life of prayer and self-denial, Telemachus stood in sharp contrast to all the spectators flocking into the coliseum. What he saw overwhelmed him. 

Drawn by the noise, Telemachus got sucked into a crowd, and the crowd pressed him forward into the coliseum. There before him were the gladiators, engaged in combat. 

The crowd loved long and skillful battles, but when one fighter was obviously overmatched, the spectators voted on whether the loser would live or die. 

With each thumbs-down, the superior fighter thrust his weapon into the loser, and another person entered the arena and clubbed him on the head with a mallet. His corpse was dragged away, and Rome’s death-roar intensified. They called it entertainment and paid heavy purses to the winners. 

The brutality of the crowd stunned Telemachus. The greedy acceptance of violence and death opposed the vow he had taken as a monk. His life was about structure that allowed him to live a life of prayer and work. The sight and sound of tens of thousands of screaming people rejoicing in this slaughter grieved his spirit. 

He raced down to the arena floor and pushed his way through the rabid crowd until he reached the wall, jumped over it, and strode out onto the field of battle. He went unnoticed by the crowd until he got close to two gladiators engaged in a life-and-death struggle. Telemachus stepped between the two battling gladiators and cried out, “In the name of Christ, stop. In the name of Christ, stop.” 

Enraged, the gladiators turned their anger on Telemachus. They stabbed him to death. The crowd joined in and rained rocks down upon him, and his lifeless body lay at the gladiators’ feet. 

When the news of what Telemachus had done reached Emperor Honorius, who had been taught by the Church, he was so affected that he immediately counted Telemachus among the victorious martyrs. Within three days, he proclaimed an end to the gladiator games that had been going on in Rome since 264 BC There was never another battle between gladiators. 

“Do not be overcome by evil, but overcome evil with good” (Romans 12:21 ESV). 

What ongoing evil has God shown you that calls for you to speak out in love and overcome it with good? When a godly man stands, evil falls. 

Cartwright, Mark. “Roman Gladiator.” Published May 3, 2018. ANCIENT HISTORY ENCYCLOPEDIA. https://​www.ancient.eu/​gladiator/

Foxe, John. “The Last Roman Triumph.” Foxe’s Book of Martyrs. New Kensington, PA: Whitaker House, 1981. 

Theodoret, Bishop of Cyrrhus, “Honorius the Emperor, and the Monk Telemachus” Ecclesiastical History: A history of the church in 5 books from A.D.322 to the death of Theodore of MopsuestiaA.D.427. Book 5. London: Samuel Bagster and Sons, 1843. 

Matthews, Rupert. “The end of the gladiators.” From The Age of the Gladiators by Rupert Matthews. Accessed September 10, 2020. The History Notes. http://​www.historynotes.info/​the-end-of-the-gladiators-3180/? __cf_​chl_​jschl_​tk__=6f957a7c75faa6c7a815f848f0432137cc1553a2–1582664923–0-AQbYgcqFAIMmFJFf14hPExlDRxB_​lyiu0C4D6GZmMIx1lfK7K3rkmY61q_​6ktapxvaViZAdMUqzQMt1P_​ht1a04m4xiJQMEve_​MuyWNTH4vx-e41M_​nEinsQMkoE0Pdptej3JBW3eItbf9ei8UCIsUgnyoqWTWqqgHgRXKaBlxXHPgZDaYzsFEqfwZFlJXmIuai1NeBMUCpHxnefGAFOIRT10Xij0F-WExNXD43WVUg-I7dvfEht9WBdmUPcug6I5–6YVaKjzoxN6G6WPK9XDeku3ZfnQyjsOknEoIJ6XvQMc9UUFrhxKXr-fzewXJZWUA

Preston, Monk. “Favorite Monks: Telemachus: The Monk Who Ended the Coliseum Games.” Prayer Foundation. Published 2002. https://​www.prayerfoundation.org/​favoritemonks/​favorite_​monks_​telemachus_​coliseum.htm

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First century philosopher and lawyer Seneca wrote about the gladiatorial games: “Man is a thing which is sacred to humanity, but nowadays he is killed in play or for fun. It was once a sin to teach how to inflict wounds, but now a man is led out naked and defenseless and provides a good show by his death.” 

At another time, Seneca wrote: “It is pure murder. The men have no armour. They are exposed to blows at all points, and no one ever strikes in vain. Many prefer this event to the usual pairs (of gladiators) and to the bouts by request. Of course they do, there is no helmet or shield to deflect the weapon. What is the need of defensive armour or of skill? All these mean delaying death. In the morning they throw men to the lions and the bears: at noon they throw them to the spectators. The crowd demands that the slayer shall face the man who is to slay him in his turn; and they always reserve the latest killer for another killing.”  

Story written by: Thomas Mitchell, http://www.walkwithgod.org/ 

January 22. Horst Schulze. Schulze is a man whose biblical beliefs aren’t pasted on. He lives according to the Word of God at home and at work. He believes employees are “ladies and gentlemen serving ladies and gentlemen.” Employees are not mere functional warm-bodies. They are valued, gifted, worthy creations of a living God. 

Schulze established this core value, and upon it he built success. In 1991, HOTELS magazine named Schulze “corporate hotelier of the world.” He was co-founder of Ritz-Carlton Hotels and managed their worldwide $2 billion operations. On this date in 2014, Schulze was awarded the Forbes 5-Star Award for the Naples Hotel and Resort. 

In 2020, Schulze spearheaded a new luxury hotel project based on serving customers. Today’s story starts at the beginning of a similar great project in Schulze’s life. 

With influence comes power; with power comes responsibility. Handle with care. 

Pittsburgh’s dilapidated Howard Johnson was on a death vigil. Its nightly occupancy rate was dismal. But Hyatt hired Schulze to resuscitate the place, breathe some life into it, and make it profitable again. 

On a sticky Monday in June of 1976, Schulze arrived. To experience the hotel as paying customers did, he ignored the door marked “private” and strode toward the front entrance used by guests. 

“Hey.” A uniformed doorman said, “Come here.” 

How unprofessionalRude even

“You know what I do here?” The nametag read Jim

“You greet the guests,” Schulze said. 

Jim showed Schulze a roll of pennies. “I keep this here inside my hand. If I need to crack somebody in the face, I’ll break their jaw.” 

Schulze’s mouth went dry. But Jim’s uniform—supplied by the previous owner—had holes in it. If management treated Jim with such little respect, it made sense that Jim would treat others disrespectfully. 

“Look,” Jim said. “If you play ball with us, you’ll be okay.” 

Us. The Union. Schultz replied, “Let’s play ball together by doing a good job for the owners, the guests, and you the employees.” 

Schulze wasn’t in his office long when he heard shouting, “Where’s that—” 

The vulgar name-calling was an emotional slap

His secretary rushed in, afraid. “The Union’s here.” 

Six Union leaders marched in. Five sat in chairs facing him, and the sixth gave Schulze his back. He spoke to his cronies. “Ask him if he ever saw a car blown up.” Then the rude man faced Schulze, “I mean with someone in it.” 

Schulze denied the gulp rising in his throat. 

After that, each day at one o’clock Schulze heard profane name-calling. The Union man started yelling before he reached Schulze’s door. Once in the office, the man complained. Knit-picked. Threatened. 

Schulze clung to his belief in his own worth and the worth of others. He refused to be intimidated and fought for culture change. 

Winter descended. His relationship with the Union seemed more balanced. For a holiday gift, the hotel gave each employee a turkey.  

But Union leaders called the gift bribery. Within minutes, they called a strike. Out in the snow in front of the hotel, the employees picketed. As they chanted in the frigid air, their breath puffed into white clouds. Scrawled signs read, “Unfair to Labor.” 

Schulze gathered kitchen-and-restaurant supervisors and asked them to make hot cider and to collect sweet rolls and coffee. Then Schulze and his team rushed into the cold with the treats. Everyone’s noses were red. 

News crews arrived. Schulze handed a cup of steaming cider to one of his picketing employees. 

A confused TV reporter shoved a microphone into Schulze’s face. “What are you doing?” 

“These are still our employees,” he said. “The fact that there’s been a misunderstanding so that they’re missing a little work has nothing to do with the fact that they’re a vital part of this hotel, and I love them. It’s cold out here. I just thought they should have something hot to drink and sweet to eat.” 

From that day on, the Union became more civil. 

Over time the once-faltering hotel became the place to stay in Pittsburgh. The mayor even honored it. And Schulze gained Jim the doorman’s respect. 

“Love your neighbor as yourself,” Schulze said. “I have a responsibility for those neighbors. To work for them and fight for them … The values of the Word [of God] do not change because it is work.” 

For Schulze, each employee was a neighbor and a valued person God had created. “When we identify an operational function and then go looking for a warm body to fill that function, we are being short-sighted,” Schulze said. “We’re treating people as just another category of things. this is not only bad practice, but even immoral. It ignores the God-given talent and worth of the human being. It depersonalizes them, reducing them to the level of office supplies.” 

“Yes indeed, it is good when you obey the royal law as found in the Scriptures: ‘Love your neighbor as yourself’” (James 2:8 NLT). 

Do you depersonalize others or treat them with dignityWith influence comes power; with power comes responsibility. Handle with care. 

Based on an interview with Horst Schulze, October 28, 2019 and on his book, Excellence Wins, Zondervan, 2019. 

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“Do not let your light go out,” Schulze said. “You are a light to everyone that you come in contact with, so make sure that you do not dim your light and make sure you value everyone.” 

~Horst Schulze 

Story written by: Paula Moldenhauerhttp://paulamoldenhauer.com/ 

January 21. Peter Muhlenberg. When Peter was in his early twenties and a mere deacon, a family friend suggested Peter might make a good missionary to Native Americans. But Peter’s father vetoed the idea and said Peter might ‘turn Indian sooner than turn the Indians Christian.’” 

But Peter knew how to work hard. When he was assigned a job, he did it. He could be counted on. He became a real pastor. On this date in 1776, Peter preached his farewell sermon, recruited a battalion, and led them into the war. 

By the time his life story was done, Peter had been promoted to brigadier general and assigned to George Washington’s army in Pennsylvania. 

But today’s story starts in Peter’s early days, when he first arrived in North America to preach. 

There’s a time to talk and a time to fight. Be like those who don’t shrink back. 

Lutheran minister Peter Muhlenberg was only twenty-nine years old, but this young man could work. He spoke German and English, and anytime the Lord called him to a task, Peter was right there. 

Preaching, baptizing, marrying, and burying, he pastored two English-speaking churches and six German-speaking churches—all at the same time. The congregations were spread far apart, even up to a hundred miles, and the previous rector had only managed to see some of them twice a year. 

But Peter managed it and fished and hunted with his parishioners and gained their friendship, their respect, and their trust. 

Because of his education and his ability to speak both German and English, he got pressured to become magistrate for the newly formed region. 

But Peter wrestled with the idea of political service. Should he, a preacher, participate in government? Some of his fellow spiritual leaders said no. He wasn’t sure, so a few months later he resigned his post as magistrate. However, the people voted him Chairman of the Committee of Correspondence, a phantom government created in the shadows by the Colonies. They spread the colonial interpretation of British actions among the colonies and to foreign governments. 

This time, he accepted that serving his congregation meant seeing to both their spiritual and civic needs. He wrote to his brother: “I am again chosen chairman, so that, whether I choose or not, I am to be a politician.” Holding this post automatically made him Dunmore County’s representative to Virginia’s Convention. 

And that is how the political leadership learned about the extraordinary qualities of Peter Muhlenberg. 

Early in 1776, Virginia’s Revolutionary leaders formed eight new battalions, one of them to be German speaking. And—of course—they chose Peter to lead this unit. 

Peter continued to work in church and government, but the new call to serve his community required an even greater step of faith—to resign his spiritual and civic leadership posts and step into a role of military authority. 

He knew God had called him to serve the people of Virginia—especially the German-speaking population. So he saw this military appointment to be God’s invitation to use his leadership skills in a new way. He accepted the commission of colonel. 

On January 21, 1776, Peter donned his ministerial robes one last time and preached a rousing farewell sermon. He told his congregation that the time for preaching and praying had passed; now was the time to fight. After the congregation sang “A Mighty Fortress is Our God,” Peter spoke the benediction and pulled off his ministerial robes. 

He was dressed in his military uniform. 

Stepping down from the pulpit, he strapped his sword to his side and recruited an entire battalion from his congregation. Several hundred men answered his call. And Peter led them. 

“Therefore, do not throw away your confidence, which has a great reward. For you have need of endurance, so that when you have done the will of God, you may receive what was promised.… But we are not of those who shrink back to destruction, but of those who have faith to the preserving of the soul” (Hebrews 10:35–36, 39 NASB). 

Is there a strength God has given you that He is asking you to use? There’s a time to talk and a time to fight. Be like those who don’t shrink back. 

Hocker, Edward W. The Fighting Parson of the American Revolution: a Biography of GENERAL PETER MUHLENBERG, Lutheran Clergyman, Military Chieftain, and Political Leader. (Philadelphia: Published by the author, 1936) p 59. Accessed September 9, 2020. https://‌babel.hathitrust.org/‌cgi/‌pt?id=mdp.39015027039075&view=1up&seq=7

Smith, George M. “THE REVEREND PETER MUHLENBERG: A SYMBIOTIC ADVENTURE IN VIRGINIA, 1772–1783.” p 55, 56. Accessed September 9, 2020. https://‌loyolanotredamelib.org/‌php/report05/‌articles/‌pdfs/‌Report36Smithp51-65.pdf

January 20. Hiram Rhodes Revels. Revels was a US citizen, never a slave, not the son of slaves. In fact, there was no history of slavery in his family. Still, some history books refer to him as a freedman—an emancipated slave. It just wasn’t true. 

Today’s story takes place immediately after the Civil War, when—for many people—prejudice and slavery were life-and-death issues. 

Revels stepped into history at this point to represent the people of the State of Mississippi. On this date in 1870, the US Senate chose Revels to fill a Mississippi seat. But it turned out, in effect, Revels represented all the African Americans in the country. Here’s how that happened. 

When we drop old grievances, we gain powerful voices. 

Before the Civil War, Revels had been an ordained minister and a high-school principal. And during the Civil War, he was a US Army Chaplain. 

Then, after the Civil War—with the United States in the middle of reconstruction—Revels helped Mississippi settle “on a basis of justice and political-and-legal equality.” In a state where, before the war, fewer than 1,000 African Americans could get a basic education, Mississippi needed this articulate, principled man of education. 

But Revels was reluctant to take a political office. It might interfere with his work of spreading the gospel. That was a serious obstacle, but Revels saw the need. African Americans needed to be represented, and they certainly needed change. 

Revels also saw the opportunity to serve, and he earned a seat in the state’s reconstructive government as an alderman. His political stance was moderate and compassionate, so he gained the respect of a wide spectrum of voters. 

On opening day, Revel prayed with passion, and that took him from a little-known politician to the one everyone noticed. The top responsibility of the new state legislature was to fill Mississippi’s empty seats in the US Senate—seats vacated by Jefferson Davis and Albert Brown when Mississippi seceded from the Union in 1861. 

Mississippi chose Revels. 

On February 23rd, 1870, when Mississippi was readmitted to the Union, Revels was waiting in Washington. 

But controversy flared. Senate Republicans fought to swear Revels in immediately, but Democrats tried to block it. 

Some Democrats argued Mississippi was under military rule and lacked the civil government necessary to confirm Revel’s appointment. Others said that Revels wasn’t a US Citizen until the 14th Amendment passed in 1868, so he was disqualified to serve because he had only been a US citizen for two years—even though, before the war, he had voted in Ohio. 

The Republicans rallied for Revels. 

“All men are created equal, says the great Declaration,” Republican Senator Charles Sumner roared, “and now a great act attests this verity. Today we make the Declaration a reality.” The US Senate voted for Revels’s appointment 48 to 8. And Revels proved himself as “a representative of the State, irrespective of color.” 

Revels’s Christian beliefs played out in his politics. He staunchly advocated for amnesty for former Confederates who were willing to swear allegiance to the Union. He also promoted peace and strove to allay fear as he promoted the rights of his race. He said that African Americans “can be built up and assisted … in acquiring property, in becoming intelligent, valuable, useful citizens, without one hair upon the head of any white man being harmed.” 

Congress required Georgia to reinstate its African American legislators—those forced from office when the state seceded—before it could re-enter the Union, but other Georgians did not want to comply, and the African American legislators appealed for help to the federal government. 

Revels’s first speech was to fight for their reinstatement. That day the gallery was full of freedmen and women. He “rose to plead for protection for the defenseless race that now sends their delegation … to sue for that which this Congress alone can secure to them.” He said that the people of the North owed a deep obligation to their African American citizens. 

Revels’s stand against segregation hinged on the favor of God. “I find that the prejudice in this country to color is very great, and I sometimes fear that it is on the increase. … If the nation should take a step for the encouragement of this prejudice … can they have any ground upon which to predicate a hope that Heaven will smile upon them and prosper them?” 

Jesus said: “And when you stand praying, if you hold anything against anyone, forgive them, so that your Father in heaven may forgive you your sins” (Mark 11:25 NIV). 

Is there a situation in your life that you could speak healing intoWhen we drop old grievances, we gain powerful voices. 

Lawson, Elizabeth. The Gentleman From Mississippi: Our First Negro Representative, Hiram R. Revels. New York: privately printed, 1960. 

“REVELS, Hiram Rhodes.” Accessed September 1, 2020. HISTORY, ART & ARCHIVES: UNITED STATES HOUSE OF REPRESENTATIVES. https://​history.house.gov/​People/​Listing/​R/REVELS, -Hiram-Rhodes-(R000166)/

Congressional Globe, Senate, 41st Cong. , 2nd sess. February 25, 1870: 1567. 

Congressional Globe, Senate, 41st Cong. , 2nd sess. March 16, 1870: 1986–1988. 

Congressional Globe, Senate, 41st Cong. , 3rd sess. February 8, 1871: 1059–1060. 

Congressional Globe, Senate, 41st Cong. , 2nd sess. May 17, 1870: 3520. 

Story written by: Paula Moldenhauer 

January 19. James Tour. James was already brilliant when he entered college. But he didn’t know everything. He didn’t know Christ, and the language of the Christians around him started out confusing, but he soon became intrigued.  

James is still brilliant. He is now a nanotechnologist and a Professor of Materials Science and NanoEngineering, and Professor of Computer Science.  

In 2008, James won the Feynman Prize in Experimental Nanotechnology and the NASA Space Act Award. In fact, if you type up his list of awards in 12-point type, the list is six-inches wide and a foot long. Today’s story begins with James in his first year in college—when he was still confused about those Christians. 

The heart of the problem is a problem of the heart.  

Having grown up in a Jewish community outside of New York City, James Tour was unfamiliar with some of the catchwords he kept hearing in his first year at college. One was: was “born-again.”  

Born-again—what’s that?  

One day, in the dorm’s laundry room, he asked a football player, “What are your plans after school?”  

“I want to do lay ministry,” the guy said. 

Lay ministryHe didn’t know what that meant either, but he figured this guy must be ‘born-again.’ 

The football jock asked if he could draw James an illustration showing how to have a right relationship with God, and James agreed. 

The football player whipped out a sheet of paper and quickly sketched a tall cliff on the left side of the paper and a stick-figure MAN standing on top of the cliff.  

On the right side of the paper, football guy drew another tall cliff and labeled it: GOD. 

Between the cliffs, a chasm stretched from the base of one cliff to the base of the other. And he labeled the chasm: SIN.  

“Sin separates man from God,” he said. 

“But I’m not a sinner,” James said. “I haven’t murdered anyone or robbed any banks, so how can I be a sinner?” 

The guy pulled out his bible and showed James a verse. “For all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God” (Romans 3:23). “All” meant everybody—everywhere—anytime. 

In that steamy room full of spinning washers and dryers, God was exposing sin—a kind of dirty that didn’t come clean with soap and water. 

The jock showed James another verse where Jesus said, “You have heard that it was said, do not commit adultery. But I tell you, everyone who looks at a woman with lust has already committed adultery with her in his heart” (Matthew 5:27-28, NRSV). 

The words hit James like a punch in the face. How did he know? How could this man Jesus know about James’s addiction to pornography? 

The trouble had started when James was fourteen and worked at a gas-station. When his co-workers ended their shifts on Fridays, he fished for the magazines they’d thrown away so he could look through them.  

Now, in the laundry room and listening to the football player, James heard how Jesus died for his sins and rose again to make a way for him to find peace with God and eternal life.  

Jesus bridged the gap between God and man. Jesus was the bridge from one clifftop to the other. And it wasn’t a toll bridge. A man could trust that bridge and walk right across.  

But James didn’t accept all the guy had said right then. He studied the Bible himself. He discovered that the prophet Isaiah foretold how the Messiah would be whipped and executed.  

“All of us like sheep have gone astray, each of us has turned to his own way; but the LORD has caused the iniquity of us all to fall on Him. …Therefore, I will allot Him a portion with the great, And He will divide the booty with the strong; because He poured out Himself to death, and was numbered with the transgressors; yet He Himself bore the sin of many, and interceded for the transgressors” (Isaiah 53:6, 12, NASB). 

Gradually James became convinced Jesus was who he said he was—the Son of God.  

He got down on his knees in his dorm room and prayed, “Lord, forgive me. I’m a sinner. Come into my life.” 

Later, he described it. “All of a sudden Someone was in my room…I opened my eyes. Who was in my room? That man Jesus Christ, he stood in my room. This amazing sense of God …” 

The sheer kindness of God’s forgiveness washed over James. And he no longer felt compelled to mess with pornography.  

Today James is an acclaimed scientist, researcher, and professor, but his passion is sharing his faith. God uses James to help people know about the man on the cliff separated by SIN from the God who loves him—and Jesus, the bridge, the way for the two to connect.  

Have you realized we are all sinners? Have you discovered the remedy who is Jesus Christ? The heart of the problem is problem of the heart.  

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=szbli4m11Lk Video program published by Shalom World December 26, 2018, Dr. James Tour, Star of the World 

https://billygraham.org/decision-magazine/march-2019/renowned-chemist-bold-witness-for-christ/ article by Richard Greene, Renowned Chemist is a Bold Witness for Christ, March 4, 2019, Billy Graham Evangelistic Association website 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QNGLZvtRoiU youtube video, One for Israel.org 

Would You Like to Learn More About This Man? 

In an article in Scientific American “Better Killing Through Chemistry,” which appeared a few months after the September 11, 2001 attacks on the Towers, Tour highlights how easy it is to get what’s needed to create chemical weapons.  

Story written by: Toni M Babcock, https://www.facebook.com/toni.babcock.1 

January 18. Eric Protzman. Eric knew God—in a way, loved his family, and thought life would be fair. How do you think that worked out? 

Life is unfair; God can turn your pain into his purpose. 

After Eric watched his grandfather suffer eight long years of the degradation of dementia, Eric told God, “I’m out.” 

His grandfather, Dr. Weston, had been a surgeon who had restored—to many other people—lives of dignity. But for the doctor, there was no dignity. Dementia had scraped away his dignity. Eric’s grandfather was humiliated. And Eric resented God for his grandfather’s loss. 

For Eric, it was easy to shut faith out, and it was easy to lock his heart “stone cold.” He simply narrowed his focus to Christians like TV evangelists—ones who manipulated and preyed upon people. There. That proved it: religion was a scam. 

After his grandfather’s death, Eric and Nancy, his fiancée, moved ahead with wedding plans. But things didn’t really improve. 

They asked Eric’s grandmother to sing for the wedding ceremony, but when the time came, she was too ill. And while Eric and Nancy honeymooned in Europe, his grandmother died. 

When they got home, the newlyweds visited Nancy’s parents, Bob and Bonnie, and grief overcame Eric. He fled to their basement, sobbing. 

After some time, Bob came downstairs to offer comfort. 

“I do not believe in your God, and I will never believe in your God,” Eric said. 

“Eric, the good news is—this is not up to you.” Bob’s voice was tender. 

Eric knew he had been disrespectful, but all he could see was his own anger. 

For Bob, it should have been a “get out of my house moment,” but Bob responded with grace. 

No berating. No lecture. Just come-on-upstairs-when-you’re-ready. 

Over the years, Eric earned more opportunities to get a “finger-wagging” from his father-in-law, but it never came. Not once. 

Every day, Bob and Bonnie prayed for Eric’s return to faith. Bob never confronted, lectured, or pushed the issue. He left it to Jesus to convince Eric God was real, and Bob stuck to the part of the job that was his—loving Eric as Jesus did. 

Eric put Christians down. But never Bob and Bonnie. Eric didn’t believe what they believed, but they were too respectful to raise his ire. 

As months turned into years, Eric did life. Bought a home. Had children. Established a successful career. 

Nancy’s faith grew, too. She demonstrated the grit, infinite justice, and grace of Jesus. 

Of course, Eric noticed, but he kept his heart on lockdown. When Nancy got up, dressed the children, and took them to church, he respected her choice. He just didn’t join her. 

But Bob, Bonnie, and Nancy kept praying—for fifteen years. Eric climbed the success ladder with no desire to return to faith. But stirrings deep inside him started chipping away at his stony heart. They nourished him. Drew him. Called to him. 

One day, as he sat at the desk where he worked for a Fortune 500 company, he heard the Holy Spirit so clearly it was practically audible. “Welcome back,” God said. “You didn’t get a glove on Me. I’m much stronger than you think I am.” 

Time stopped. 

“You will work for me for the rest of your life,” the Voice added. The words were spoken with such kindness—gentle and matter-of-factly—so that Eric experienced them as a gift, not a command, warning, or threat. Eric welcomed the message. It felt completely true. 

That was in 1991. Eric, now sixty-five, has enjoyed twenty-eight years of working for God. “It’s our job to open eyes and ears,” Eric said. “You don’t do that by prying them open. You whisper.” You love. Listen. Treat others with dignity. The same way Bob—and Jesus—treated Eric. 

“The LORD appeared to us in the past, saying, ‘I have loved you with an everlasting love; I have drawn you with unfailing kindness’” (Jeremiah 31:3 NIV). 

What wound has challenged your faith? Where do you sense God drawing you out of pain and into faith? Life is unfair; God can turn your pain into his purpose. 

Based on an interview with Eric Protzman, 2019.

January 17. Antony the Great. According to theologian Athanasius, when Antony was about 20, the devil afflicted him with boredom, laziness, and phantoms of women, which Antony overcame by waging a war of prayer. 

After fifteen years of this battle, at 35, Anthony withdrew from public life and lived in absolute solitude in an abandoned Roman fortress, where people tossed food to him over the wall. Still people found him. Over the years, many people had flocked to the hermit Antony and returned healed of their ailments. The man was gifted with discernment and steadfast faith. 

Some people asked the monk to pray, and some simply slept outside his door, believing that they could be healed just by being in his presence. It was never Antony himself who healed them, but God, who was working through Antony. Yet Antony’s faith meant life-changing rescue to everyone who sought him. 

The way you live out your faith may be another man’s lifeline. 

There was an honorable military officer named Martinian, who was raising a family, and he believed in God. But one day he found his sweet daughter afflicted with an evil spirit. 

Horrified, Martinian would have done anything to see his daughter in her right mind again. Antony was the man for the job. 

So Martinian hiked into the desert, where Antony lived alone on a mountain near the east bank of the Nile River. Martinian walked and kept walking and eventually came upon the abandoned Roman fort where Antony had lived for nearly twenty years. 

Martinian knocked on the door and waited. He listened for any sign of movement from inside, but he heard nothing. 

Again, he knocked—longer—and he yelled for the hermit. 

Still, there was no answer. Desperate, Martinian resolved to knock until the hermit answered, and he kept knocking and pleading for Antony to come out and pray to God for his little girl. 

Finally, though he would not open the door, Antony’s voice rose above the noise of the officer’s pounding. 

Martinian stopped and listened. 

“Man, why do you call on me?” Antony said. “I also am a man even as you. But if you believe on Christ whom I serve, go, and according as you believe, pray to God, and it shall come to pass.” 

Martinian did not protest, as other pilgrims had, but he left immediately. Believing Antony’s instruction, he called out to God and asked Him to heal his daughter. 

When Martinian got home, he saw his daughter free from the evil spirit, and he was so happy. 

Antony had never seen the girl but found confirming joy in his heart. 

“When Jesus had entered Capernaum, a centurion came to him, asking for help. ‘Lord,’ he said, ‘my servant lies at home paralyzed, suffering terribly.’ 

“Jesus said to him, ‘Shall I come and heal him?’ 

“The centurion replied, ‘Lord, I do not deserve to have you come under my roof. But just say the word, and my servant will be healed. For I myself am a man under authority, with soldiers under me. I tell this one, “Go,” and he goes; and that one, “Come,” and he comes. I say to my servant, “Do this,” and he does it.’ 

“When Jesus heard this, he was amazed and said to those following him, ‘Truly I tell you, I have not found anyone in Israel with such great faith.…’ Then Jesus said to the centurion, ‘Go! Let it be done just as you believed it would.’ And his servant was healed at that moment” (Matthew 8:5–10, 13 NIV). 

How can you use your own gifts in faith to strengthen someone else today? The way you live out your faith may be another man’s lifeline. 

Servants’ Preparation Program. Nashville: Coptic Orthodox Diocese of the Southern United States, 2002. http://docshare01.docshare.tips/files/2097/20971251.pdf

“St. Anthony of Egypt: Egyptian Monk.” Encyclopaedia Britannica, Jan. 12, 2000, https://‌www.britannica.com/‌biography/‌Saint-Anthony-of-Egypt

St. Athanasius. “Life of St. Antony.” St. Athanasius: Select Works and Letters, edited by Philip Schaff and Henry Wace. New York: Christian Literature Publishing Co., 1892. pp. 188–221.