10-25-14 A Cacophony of Compassionlessness


“Man, I sliced my hand with the box cutter,” I complained as I checked in freight at the auto parts store.

“So, wrap a paper towel around it and keep going,” my coworker responded.

“Not paying attention, huh?” another coworker shouted.

“You’re a real cutup,” still another coworker chimed in.

“You guys are full of compassion!” I complained while nursing my wound. “I could be bleeding to death, what would you do then?”

“We would get some floor dry.” Then the entire cacophony of coworkers laughed at their self-proclaimed wit.

God allows hardship to come into my life, Parkinson’s disease, for example. Regardless of what it is, He has a purpose for it.  He grieves when I grieve.  He hurts when I hurt.  He does not like to bring hardship to my world, but does so to accomplish something.  He may be punishing me for a sin or He may be molding and shaping me into a more useful vessel for Him. While doing this He has compassion for me.  He is not out to crush me under His feet. He cares and comforts me.

“But though he cause grief, yet will he have compassion according to the multitude of his mercies.” Lamentations 3:32.

© copyright Kevin T Boekhoff


10-24-14 Pop Fizz


“What are you doing?” my pastor asked his secretary, with astonishment in his voice, when he saw her shaking up her two liter bottle of Mountain Dew.

“This keeps the remaining pop from going flat.” She matter of factually replied.

“Shaking it makes it go flat faster.  You are shaking the fizz out of it.  I should know I have a degree in fizziology.”  She stood by her opinion despite my pastor’s impressive credentials.

I have my opinion on the matter, too. But I won’t tell you that I agreed with my pastor on this matter of supreme insignificance. I hold to the theory that one gently squeezes as much air out of the bottle, screws the lid on tightly and returns it to the fridge. This keeps the fizz in the pop.  I like to think that I am right on this matter.

I have opinions on things that don’t really matter much, really.  However, if my opinion disagrees with God, then I have a problem. Then I have to rethink the situation, and change my opinion to agree with God.  Doing right in my own eyes doesn’t work here.

“The way of a fool is right in his own eyes: but he that hearkeneth unto counsel is wise.” Proverbs 12:15.

© copyright Kevin T Boekhoff



Stinkin' Suit!


I watched a video on TV of a photographer that wanted to capture an event rarely recorded on camera.  He wanted a photo of the exact moment a skunk sprayed. 

Since this guy’s nose worked perfectly well, he decided to don some protective wear.  He found a yellow rubber suit of some kind that covered him from head to toe.  Confident it would work, he searched a wooded area until he spotted a skunk.  He pulled on the suit, slid the head piece over his head and shoulders.  Then he began walking toward the skunk, all the time recording the event.  The skunk turned his backside toward the perceived danger, raised his tail and stomped his back feet.  The photographer had been warned.

Since the man in the yellow suit didn’t stop, the skunk let him have it.  He captured it on video.  The yellowish liquid made a direct hit.  About then the guy started coughing, gagging, sputtering and fussing that the suit didn’t work. He couldn’t breathe and he couldn’t see. The video camera recorded nothing but blur as he ran away from the skunk, peeling off the suit and jumping in a creek.  Then the video stopped.

His protective gear proved inadequate. It was not sealed properly to protect him from the skunk’s spray.  Thus, it did no good.  He needed a better suit or someone to seal all the openings, and seams with duct tape. 

When the devil attacks, I am not always prepared.  I might think I am protected good enough, but the devil’s arrows get through.  This verse reminds me to wear the whole (entire) armor of God mentioned in this passage. 

“Wherefore take unto you the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to withstand in the evil day, and having done all, to stand.” Ephesians 6:13.

© copyright Kevin T Boekhoff


10-22-14 The Ripple Effect


I find a peaceful existence is much less stressful.  I discovered laughing is much more fun than complaining.  I have learned that others seem to enjoy peace as much as I do. In fact, when the workplace is peaceful, the job is easier to do.  When siblings are bickering, peace and tranquility disappear.  Life is better when peace reigns. 

Thus, I don’t understand why everyone doesn’t seek peace.  Seeking peace helps me and helps those around me.  When those around me seek peace, it benefits those in their circle of contacts.  It can create a ripple effect. 

Mordecai had been promoted to a place of power and influence.  He could have been oppressive and mean. Instead, he was kind and spoke of peace. He sought to benefit his people, which benefited the kingdom.  He spoke peace to his family, which spread the message to their friends and throughout the country.  When Haman was in charge stress and persecution was the norm. However, things had changed for the better.

I may be one person, but I can seek to bring peace around me. Plus, it brings credibility to my Christianity. I must admit that I need God to help me seek peace when things go wrong.

“For Mordecai the Jew was next unto king Ahasuerus, and great among the Jews, and accepted of the multitude of his brethren, seeking the wealth of his people, and speaking peace to all his seed.” Esther 10:3.

© copyright Kevin T Boekhoff