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“Jesus loved us too much to leave us alone.”

A thought by Max Lucado (2011-05-02) from his book, Cure for the Common Life   (p. 65). Thomas Nelson. Kindle Edition. (Click on the title to go to Amazon.com to buy the book.) Are you someone who hurts because you are lonely? Max says, “Lonely people fight feelings of insignificance. What do you do with such thoughts? No one knows me. No one’s near me. No one needs me. How do you cope with such cries for significance? Some stay busy; others stay drunk. Some buy pets; others buy lovers. Some seek therapy. And a few seek God.” He continues, “He invites us all to. God’s treatment for insignificance won’t lead you to a bar or dating service, a spouse or social club. God’s ultimate cure for the common life takes you to a manger. The babe of Bethlehem. Immanuel. Remember the promise of the angel? ‘Behold, the virgin shall be with child, and bear a Son, and they shall call His name Immanuel, ’  which is translated,  ‘ God with us.’ (Matt. 1:23).” He goes on, “For thousands

“She taught us to paint Jesus with our own colors.”

A thought by Max Lucado (2011-05-02) from his book, Cure for the Common Life  (p. 51). Thomas Nelson. Kindle Edition. (Click on the title to go to Amazon.com to buy the book.) Max starts this chapter with, “Tucked away in the cedar chest of my memory is the image of a robust and rather rotund children’s Bible class teacher in a small West Texas church.” He continues, “Here is why I tell you about her. She enjoyed giving us each a can of crayons and a sketch of Jesus torn from a coloring book. We each had our own can, mind you, reassigned from cupboard duty to classroom. What had held peaches or spinach now held a dozen or so Crayolas. ‘Take the crayons I gave you,’ she would instruct, ‘and color Jesus.’ And so we would. We didn’t illustrate pictures of ourselves; we colored the Son of God. We didn’t pirate crayons from other cans; we used what she gave us. This was the fun of it. ‘Do the best you can with the can you get.’ No blue for the sky? Make it purple. If Jesus’s hai

“I’m rich enough—a phrase on the verge of extinction.”

A thought by Max Lucado (2011-05-02) from his book, Cure for the Common Life   (p. 42). Thomas Nelson. Kindle Edition. (Click on the title to go to Amazon.com to buy the book.) I know, that thought probably won’t stop a lot of people to see what it means as much as the thought, I’m not rich enough – I need more but it is a very good thought.   Max says, “We love to super-size our french fries, television screens, and closets—and I’ve wondered what my dad would say about my penchant for $3.45 lattes.” He goes on, “A businessman bought popcorn from an old street vendor each day after lunch. He once arrived to find the peddler closing up his stand at noon. ‘Is something wrong?’ he asked. A smile wrinkled the seller’s leathery face. ‘By no means. All is well.’ ‘Then why are you closing your popcorn stand?’   ‘So I can go to my house, sit on my porch, and sip tea with my wife.’ The man of commerce objected. ‘But the day is still young. You can still sell.’   ‘No need to,’ the