When people ask me how I am doing, I usually smile and say, "The Lord has been good to me. I am blessed."
Some may wonder how I can say that after all the health problems I have faced. The answer is simple. I learned many years ago that if I spend my time counting my problems, I will become discouraged. But if I spend my time counting my blessings, my heart fills with gratitude.
For more than fifteen years, I have made it a daily habit to begin my day with an appreciative heart. Before I think about the doctor's appointments, the medications, or the aches and pains, I stop and thank the Lord.
I thank Him for another sunrise.
I thank Him for another opportunity to serve Him.
I thank Him for another day with my wife and family.
I thank Him for fifty-eight years of ministry that He has entrusted to me.
I thank Him because He has never failed me.
Looking back over my life, I can see the hand of God in every chapter.
In August of 1967, as a young man, I surrendered my life to the call of God. I had no idea where that journey would lead. I knew that if the Lord wanted me, I was willing to go.
Since that day, He has allowed me to serve as a missionary, evangelist, Bible teacher, pastor, songwriter, educator, and writer. He gave me the privilege of spending thirty-eight years in education, helping young people prepare not only for careers but for life itself. He opened doors for me to preach His Word to countless congregations.
For more than four decades, He has allowed me to pastor Sugar Plain Friends Church. Every sermon preached, every hospital visit, every funeral, every wedding, every revival meeting, and every soul who came to Christ has been another reminder that God uses ordinary people who make themselves available.
I deserve none of the credit.
God deserves all of the glory.
Along the way, He blessed me with a wonderful wife, children, grandchildren, and now great-grandchildren. They have become one of the greatest pieces of evidence of God's goodness in my life.
Has life been easy?
Not at all.
Like everyone else, I have walked through valleys.
There have been disappointments, burdens, and unanswered questions. There have been nights when I prayed for direction and days when I wondered what tomorrow would bring.
Then came the health problems.
Diabetes slowly took its toll. Eventually, I lost two toes and much of the feeling in my feet. There were times when walking became difficult.
Then my kidneys began to fail.
When I was told my kidney function had declined to Stage 5, I knew what that could mean. Dialysis was becoming a real possibility. Yet through careful treatment and God's mercy, my kidneys improved enough to return to Stage 4. I still have kidney disease, but I also have hope because every day I continue without dialysis is another gift from God.
More recently, I was diagnosed with Parkinson's disease. The tremors remind me every day that my body is changing. There are things I once did without thinking that now require patience.
I have congestive heart failure.
I have arthritis.
I have undergone hip replacement surgery.
There are mornings when my body reminds me that I am no longer a young man.
Yet my heart reminds me that my God has not changed.
The older I become, the more precious the promises of Scripture become.
Isaiah wrote:
"Even to your old age I am he; and even to hoar hairs will I carry you: I have made, and I will bear; even I will carry, and will deliver you." (Isaiah 46:4, KJV)
That verse is no longer just something I preach.
It has become something I live.
People sometimes ask if I am afraid.
The truth is, I am not.
I do not spend my days worrying about how much longer I have to live.
I spend my days thanking God that I have lived.
I thank Him that I can still preach.
I thank Him that I can still write.
I thank Him that I can still sing.
I thank Him that I can still encourage someone who may be carrying a burden much heavier than my own.
The Apostle Paul wrote:
"In every thing give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you." (1 Thessalonians 5:18, KJV)
Notice he did not say, "Give thanks when life is easy."
He said, "In every thing."
That has become one of the guiding principles of my life.
The Lord has taught me something over these years.
An appreciative heart does not deny reality.
It simply chooses to see God's faithfulness amid reality.
It does not ignore pain.
It simply refuses to let pain exceed God's grace.
I have also discovered something else.
When I preach on Sunday morning, the people in the pews are watching far more than they are listening.
They want to know whether the faith I have preached for nearly six decades is strong enough to carry me through my own trials.
By God's grace, I can honestly tell them that it is.
The same Lord who saved me as a young man has never left me.
The same Lord who called me into the ministry has never abandoned me.
The same Lord who carried me through every burden has never once failed to keep His promises.
As I look toward retirement from the pastorate, I do not see the end of my ministry.
I see another chapter that God is writing.
There are still sermons to preach.
There are still books to write.
There are still songs to sing.
There are still souls to point toward Jesus Christ.
One day, my body will finally wear out.
That does not trouble me.
This old body has served me well for seventy-eight years, but it was never intended to last forever.
The day is coming when faith will become sight.
The tremors will cease.
The heart will never fail again.
The kidneys will no longer struggle.
There will be no more pain, no more tears, and no more death.
Until that glorious day arrives, I have made my decision.
I will not spend my remaining years complaining about what I have lost.
I will spend them thanking God for what He has given me.
If you are reading this while carrying your own burden of sickness, loneliness, grief, or disappointment, let me encourage you to begin where I begin each morning.
Take a few moments to thank the Lord.
Count your blessings before you count your burdens.
You may discover what I have learned over the past fifteen years.
An appreciative heart will not remove every trial, but it will remind you that God's faithfulness is greater than every trial you will ever face.
The Lord has been faithful to me for fifty-eight years of ministry.
I have every confidence He will remain faithful until He calls me home.
"And my tongue shall speak of thy righteousness and of thy praise all the day long." (Psalm 35:28, KJV)