Pop Pop Epistle #101 – What A Blessing!

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Dear Grandkids,

This epistle may come across as fatalistic but I’m willing to take that chance in these unprecedented days. As I write, the coronavirus is running rampant around the world. It has not yet reached it’s peak but it has found it’s way into our home. Scott was not feeling well on Friday, went and got tested, and the test came back positive. He is officially quarantined in our house. He doesn’t seem to feel all that bad at this point but this has made a surreal situation all of a sudden seem incredibly real.

There is no guarantee that the virus will stay contained in his room. There is no guarantee that I or anyone else in our home won’t get it. There is no guarantee that “this too shall pass” without grave consequences. Pun intended!

For that reason I did not want to leave things unsaid. I have always been better at communicating on paper than verbally because it gives me a chance to process what I want to say before I say it – and then review it and make sure I said it the way I meant to say it. So bear with me if this gets a bit lengthy. My hope is certainly that we can read this together 10 years from now and rejoice together that we all dodged a bullet.

No matter what happens always know this: God is my refuge and my strength, a VERY present help in times of trouble. (Psalm 46:1)

I am a blessed man and have had an incredibly blessed life.

What a blessing to be born into a Jewish family that was full of love. Even though my parents split up early in my life, both my dad’s family and my mom’s family were some of the most caring, generous, fun-loving people that I know. And to grow up in a home with my mom and my brother – during the tumultuous ’60’s – and not just survive, but thrive in so many ways was more than I could ask for.

What a blessing to grow up in Aiken, SC and have so many great friends – many of whom were instrumental in my faith journey. (I could name lots of names but I would no doubt leave someone out. Let me just say that I am grateful for the influence of so many good friends over the years.) The eyes of my heart were opened to faith in Christ late in my high school days and it changed the trajectory of my life forever. What a blessing to know beyond a shadow of a doubt that I have been “rescued from the dominion of darkness and brought into the kingdom of the Son, in whom we have redemption, the forgiveness of sins.” (Colossians 1:13-14)

What a blessing to meet your Nona in the summer of ’79, in Galveston, Texas of all places, and begin an awesome adventure of love that has now lasted 41 years (almost 39 of those being married). She is an astonishing wife, ministry partner, co-laborer in our parenting adventures, and now Nona. When I think back to the days when I was a student pastor and we had 3 young kids and when I ponder the sacrifices she made on my behalf so I could pursue God’s calling on my life, I am beyond amazed. There were many years when I would be gone 4-5 weeks for camps, mission trips, conferences, etc and she would parent solo without grumbling or complaining. Even now I am awed by her work ethic, her desire to pursue God, her generosity, and her constant and creative investment in all of you. I am hopeful for about 35 more years of sojourning this life together – but I also know that if this virus (or anything else in these next few years) were to take me away that she would continue to find her strength and joy in God’s steadfast love and would continue to exude a robust faith always knowing that she is blessed “in the Beloved.” (Ephesians 1:6)

What a blessing to be a dad. My legacy is already being lived out through your parents as I watch them carry on in the faith and diligently raise all of you to do the same. Make sure that they are reminded often of these dad-words.

  • Christy – It is truly a delight to be your dad. And a joy to watch you be such a creative mom, wife, and disciple-maker. You are a gift! May you abide deeply and find nourishment for your soul daily in the Lord.
  • Chad – I am grateful that the Lord brought you into our family and it is fun to watch you grow as a pastor and leader. N.F.T.P.A.A.W and N.F.T.P.W.A.T. May your boldness be used to transform the city of Charlotte and to infuse your kids with courage.
  • Scott – I am amazed everyday as I watch you with your kids. You are an incredible father. The Lord is going to use you in ways that neither of us can even imagine right now. May you be fueled each day by the joy of the Lord and find your strength in Him.
  • Mary – You are such a blessing to our family. You are amazingly resilient and demonstrate a tenaciousness as you wait upon the Lord. May your heart overflow with gladness as your hope is rooted in Christ.
  • Tucker – You display a fearlessness and a willingness to try anything. The Lord will greatly use your daunting spirit as you submit yourself to God. May the fear of the Lord drive your pursuits as you seek Him and His righteousness.
  • Danielle – It is challenging to me as I watch you treasure friendships and invest in relationships. You are incredibly authentic and real. May God’s grace and peace fill you each day and cause you to hunger to know Him better and better.

What a blessing to be your Pop Pop. Eight of you young-uns in the last eight years and who knows how many more. I have every intention of watching all of you, graduate, get married, and have kids of your own. But just in case that does not happen I hope these Pop Pop Epistles will help you to navigate your way through all the challenges that you will face in this life – and there will be many. Always remember that it is as true for you as it is for me… God is your refuge and your strength, a VERY present help in times of trouble.

Never forget that you are very loved!

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Pop Pop Epistle #100 – About Covid-19

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Dear Grandkids,

I’ve been trying to decide what my 100th post should be – seems like a significant number. Finally decided to go with the obvious since we have NEVER experienced anything like what we are experiencing now in our country. So I am going to give you some of my reflections on this coronavirus pandemic that is presently re-designing what the culture of the United States will look like.

1) Even though I am an introvert (I am energized by my alone time) I am finding that I miss being around people. My three primary places to find community are church, Chick-fil-A, and family – all of these are compromised right now.

2) I tend to be a glass half full kind of guy, meaning that I have a very optimistic outlook about things. Regarding Covid-19, this means I think everyone else will get the virus before I do. I am learning that I need to be less of a risk-taker in terms of my social distancing practices.

3) The stock market has lost one third of it’s value over the last few weeks. As I approach my retirement years you would think this might give me cause to worry. Interestingly, I have no concerns about this. I haven’t even looked at my accounts. As I read on a placard this past summer, “Worry is just a waste of imagination.” This encourages me as it affirms my trust in a God who is sovereign and has everything under control.

4) I miss sports. Especially this time of year. Specifically I am missing the NCAA tournament, the start of baseball season, and golf. I have come to love the word “postponed” – as in “The Masters has been postponed, not cancelled!”

5) This pandemic has reminded me just how creative people are. Lots of stuff is popping up on social media everyday that is humorous, inspiring, and outrageous. People have lots more time on their hands and it is spurring creativity. Here’s one that I thought was really good.

We don’t know how long this is going to last. We do know that the world is changing right before our very eyes in short order. We don’t know what the long term ramifications are going to be. We do know that there will be a new normal once this is all over. We don’t know what the Lord is doing as He allows this pandemic to run it’s course. We do know that He is in  control…

For my thoughts are not your thoughts,
    neither are your ways my ways, declares the Lord.
For as the heavens are higher than the earth,
    so are my ways higher than your ways
    and my thoughts than your thoughts.
(Isaiah 55:8-9)

Never forget that you are very loved!

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Pop Pop Epistle #99 – Happy Birthday Ezra

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Dear Ezra,

Screen Shot 2020-03-22 at 6.56.06 PMHappy birthday. What a wild and weird time to celebrate your FIRST birthday. Perhaps when you are older and reading this for the first time the Covid-19 (Coronavirus) world-wide crisis will be ancient history. But for now we are right in the middle of it and it is effecting EVERYTHING – which is why you did not have a birthday party to speak of. We are learning a new term – social distancing and we don’t like it much at all. Nona and I are glad that we at least get to come over and celebrate with you, Asher, and your parents.

It just doesn’t seem all that long ago when we were celebrating your dad’s 1st birthday.

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This is going to sound strange to you but back in 1991 no one had cell phones. Few had personal computers. There was no internet. There was no such thing as Facebook or Amazon or Google or Spotify. Blogging was not a thing. People got their news from something called newspapers. No one had ever heard of Harry Potter or Tiger Woods or Ariana Grande.  The Batchelor was the single guy down the street not a long running reality TV show. Donald Trump was a real estate developer not the president of the U.S.

A lot has changed in 29 years. And a lot will change in the next 29 years. But one of the great truths of Scripture that we can hold on to is this…

“Jesus Christ is the same yesterday and today and forever.” (Hebrews 13:8)

“Before the mountains were brought forth, or ever you had formed the earth and the world, from everlasting to everlasting you are God.” (Psalms 90:2)

As you grow up this will be a truth to cling to when the whole world seems like it is topsy-turvy like it is now. And I promise there will be times when your world (if not the whole world) will seem topsy -turvy. You can always count on Jesus and trust that He will be with you through whatever comes your way.

Never forget that you are very loved!

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Pop Pop Epistle #98 – About Defining Moments

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Dear Grandkids,

Defining moments would be defined as those moments in time that give shape to a person, or country, or group, etc.

You will experience many defining moments in your life. History will one day tell us if our country is in the middle of a defining moment right now as we deal with the declared national emergency known as COVID-19 or the Corona Virus. I am writing this on a Sunday morning instead of being at church because our governor has mandated that groups of 100+ should not gather. The term “social distancing” is new to us in 2020 but may be commonplace in your lifetime. We shall see.

In my lifetime I have lived through quite a few defining moments for our country:

  • The assassination of JFK
  • The 1964 Civil Rights Act
  • The assassination of Martin Luther King
  • The first moon landing
  • The 1969 New York Mets World Championship
  • Watergate
  • Vietnam
  • The fall of the Berlin Wall
  • September 11, 2001
  • 2008 economic recession
  • The election of Donald Trump as president in 2016

No doubt others could be added and these could be debated (certainly the 5th one but as a Mets fan I had to stick it on the list) but they are certainly significant “moments” that dramatically shaped our country.

About 10 years ago (in 2010) I wrote a series of blog posts that talked about defining moments in my life. You can read them as you have interest and time:

Here’s the thing about defining moments. Certainly there are moments that can and will shape the future and trajectory of your life. But they cannot and should not define who you are. Your life should be defined primarily by what the Lord says about you. Here are a few verses from Scripture to ponder often and deeply – especially when the world around you is going crazy and trying to shape you into it’s mold…

For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand, that we should walk in them. (Ephesians 2:10)

I appeal to you therefore, brothers, by the mercies of God, to present your bodies as a living sacrifice, holy and acceptable to God, which is your spiritual worship. Do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewal of your mind, that by testing you may discern what is the will of God, what is good and acceptable and perfect.(Romans 12:1-2)

 I have been crucified with Christ. It is no longer I who live, but Christ who lives in me. And the life I now live in the flesh I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me. (Galatians 2:20)

The Lord your God is in your midst, a mighty one who will save; he will rejoice over you with gladness; he will quiet you by his love; he will exult over you with loud singing. (Zephaniah 3:17)

Never forget that you are very loved!

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Pop Pop Epistle # 97 – About Metamorphosis

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Dear Grandkids,

Metamorphosis is a big word. It means transformation. Which is another big word. Both words have to do with change.

You probably already know that I was a Student Pastor for 25 years – 10 years in Raleigh at Providence Baptist Church and 15 years in Durham at Ridgecrest Baptist Church. Back around 1987 I initiated a weekend retreat for our students at Providence which is commonly known as a D-Now Retreat but which we called Metamorphosis. We wanted God to use the weekend to bring about change in the lives of our students.

Little did I know how enduring the weekend would be. This past weekend we had our 25th Metamorphosis weekend at Ridgecrest – Meta2020. It involved about 70 students from our church plus about 12 other student groups. All total we gathered about 400 students from the Durham area for 3 awesome times of worship. Besides these large group times, students met in small groups at the homes where they were staying for the weekend to discuss God’s Word and have conversations about what the Lord was doing in their lives.

Your parents were a part of Metamorphosis weekends probably longer than any other students. They were involved because they were my kids even before they were old enough to participate and then they were involved as leaders for many years after they graduated from high school.They can probably tell you a lot of Metamorphosis stories.

Here are a few pictures from both the Providence and Ridgecrest events. See if you can spot your parents in any of these pictures.

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And here is a pic from this years Metamorphosis at Ridgecrest.

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I hope that as you grow up you have lots of opportunities to make fun memories with friends and that God also uses to create life-change. It has been fun for me to help create these kinds of Metamorphosis memories for about 33 years.

Never forget that you are very loved!

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Pop Pop Epistle #96 – Happy BIRTHday Haddon

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Dear Grandkids,

And we have yet another g’kid to add to our tribe so I guess I will have to update the  picture up above pretty soon! But in the mean time…

Welcome to the world Haddon Thomas Reyner.

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Name: Haddon Thomas Reyner
Parents: Scott and Mary Reyner
Siblings: Keller and Audrey
BIRTHday: February 24, 2020 at 8:44 AM
Specs: 9 lbs, 2 oz. 22 inches long

Here is my prayer for Haddon:

Father, yet again I come to you with a grateful heart. And yet again I stand in awe of Your blessings. “Blessed in the Beloved” as Ephesians 1:6 says.

I pray for this little guy and ask that he would grow up knowing the great love with which You have loved him – this love that goes beyond our understanding and which You demonstrated so beautifully at the Cross.

I ask that even now You begin a great work in his life: drawing him to Yourself, opening his eyes to recognize Your holiness, giving him a keen awareness of his own sinful nature, and fueling him with a desperate longing to be reconciled to You.

I ask that he would grow up in Christ and experience bountifully Your life-giving joy, Your sustaining peace even in the midst of hard times, Your power to enable him to do great and mighty acts on behalf of the kingdom.

I pray that You will develop in him the mind of Christ and that You will establish and root him in the Truth of Your Word; that You will teach him to abide deeply and that he will find nourishment for his soul in and through You.

I thank you for the parents You have given him, along with his brother and sister, and ask that You would use Scott and Mary and Keller and Audrey to model for him a contagious walk that irresistibly draws him to faithfully follow You.

And lastly I ask that You would use Haddon to courageously teach and proclaim the Scriptures even as the prince of  preachers did many years ago – Charles Haddon Spurgeon -that You will use him to influence many generations for the sake of the gospel.

I pray all this in and through the great name of Jesus.


Never forget that you are very loved!

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Pop Pop Epistle #95 – About The Staff Infection

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Dear Grandkids,

For about the last 20 years the staff at our church has provided the entertainment for our annual Valentine’s Banquet. We call ourselves The Staff Infection. There are usually 250-300 people in attendance and always a good time. We have a great meal, there are lots of giveaways, some comedy, some table games, and it always culminates with our “act.”

Last night was the 2020 version of the banquet. The theme was Elvis. Each of our five pastors made a grand entrance as Elvis, his brother Elvis, his other brother Elvis, and his two other brothers named Elvis. So there were five of us Elvis’ on stage and we each “sang” an Elvis song. My song was Love Me Tender.

We have had some really great performances over the years, a few very forgettable, but all of them memorable.

At the bottom of this post you will see a few of the characters that I have played. Perhaps my favorite was when I was awarded the Gnomie Award for best impersonation of a movie role – in my case it was the priest from the movie The Princess Bride. Remind me someday to share with you my “mawwaige” line – which is pretty good if I do say so myself. It has even made it into a few weddings that I have officiated.

One of the things that I hope you will always remember about me is that I like to have fun. In fact sometimes I have a hard time getting serious. But just for the fun of it I will share a few really silly riddles with you that I shared at the banquet last night. Perhaps you can use them with your friends. Enjoy.

Q: Why can’t you trust an atom?
A: Because they make up everything.

Q: If you have 13 apples in one hand and 10 oranges in the other, what do you have?
A: Big hands.

Q. Why aren’t Koalas actual bears?
A. They don’t meet the koalifications.

Q: Why couldn’t Cinderella play soccer?
A: She kept running away from the ball.

Q: What do you call a boomerang that won’t come back?
A: A stick.

Q. What is the resemblance between a green apple and a red apple?
A. They’re both red except for the green one.


Never forget that you are very loved!

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Pop Pop Epistle # 94 – About Rattlesnakes

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Dear Grandkids,

Have I ever told you my rattlesnake story?

So as far as I know I have only come across one rattlesnake out in the wild. It was way back in the last century. Somewhere around 1985. I was a student pastor at Providence Baptist Church in Raleigh, NC. I took about 10 folks on a backpacking trip to Linville Gorge in western NC. Mostly high school teenagers.

We got to the Gorge mid afternoon and our goal was to hike into the wilderness about 2-3 hours and then set up camp before it got dark. We were on a trail that dropped off into the Gorge on the right and had a steep rock face on the left. In other words, there was no way to veer off the trail even a little bit.

It was a sunny day but there was a briskness up in the mountains. One of the young guys was leading the way and I was pulling up the rear when all of a sudden everyone seemed to be backing up into me. The lead hiker pointer over his shoulder and said “snake!”  One of the other adults on the trip looked that way and said “rattlesnake!”

Turns out Mr. Rattlesnake had found himself a nice warm place in the middle of our trail to take a nap. So at this point we had to make a decision. Here were the options that we considered: 1) We could turn around and go back and find a different trail; 2) We could stealthily try to step over Mr. Rattlesnake and hope that he did not wake up; or 3) We could throw things at him until he removed himself and got out of our way.

We chose #3 and all that did was was tick him off. This was when we had incontrovertible proof that the snake was a rattlesnake because he did his best Taylor Swift impression and started to “shake, shake, shake, shake, shake.” We were just hoping he didn’t “charge, charge, charge, charge, charge.” At this point I was glad that I was in the back. But that scenario changed quickly when our efforts finally encouraged him to move off into some brambles that led into the Gorge.

We gave him just a minute and then we hustled down the trail. It was at this point that I started looking over my shoulder because I know if I had been Mr. Rattlesnake I would have been looking for sweet revenge – because there is nothing that makes me more ornery than getting woken up from a good nap.

So here is the life lesson that I learned from the experience as I have reflected back on it over the years. There are always going to be rattlesnakes in your life that you will have to deal with. They will usually manifest themselves as people or problems that are standing in your way – keeping you from getting where you want to go. And there are generally three ways that you can deal with them: 1) You can allow them to discourage you and make you turn around from going in the direction that you want to go; 2) You can do something stupid (like try to step over a rattlesnake) that will only create more problems and cause much emotional, professional, or relational pain; or 3) You can do all that you can do to deal with the problem in a healthy, constructive manner and create a way to keep going.

There will always be rattlesnakes. The way that you handle them makes all the difference in the world. Psalm 119:105 says, “Your Word is a lamp to my feet and a light to my path.” Scripture is always a good place to start when dealing with rattlesnakes.

Never forget that you are very loved!

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Pop Pop Epistle #93 – About My Story

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Dear Grandkids,

I don’t think I’ve ever told you my story of how I came to be a Christian. Since my story is a defining part of your story  let me tell you a bit about how I became a part of God’s story.

I was born into an awesome family. Both my mom (you know her as Bett) and my dad (who died when I was 13) had been raised in Jewish families. I would not say that either of them were devoutly Jewish but it was very much a part of their upbringing and heritage. I was born in Columbia SC, where my dad’s family lived and my mom and dad met. They loved each other a lot – until they didn’t. And as happens to many families, my brother and I became children of divorce when my folks split up when I was about 6 years old. My mom and dad turned out to be really good friends – they were just not good at being married to each other.

At this point my mom, my brother, and I moved to Aiken, SC which proved to be a very significant life event for me. This was primarily because it removed me from any Jewish influence upon my young life. Really from any religious influence upon my life as we spent many a weekend playing tennis rather than attending any kind of religious service.

When I was 10 years old we moved across town into a house next door to the England family. Chuck and Byron were about my age and we would become really good friends. They were very involved at First Presbyterian Church in downtown Aiken. When I was 14 they invited me to go with them to their youth group. So I started going pretty regularly for two reasons: 1) they made it sound fun, which it was, and 2) there were girls there that I was hoping to get to know better. Admittedly my motives were not spiritual but God has used worst motives to get a person’s attention.

The pastor of the church was a man named Jerry Robinson. His son, Tim, would also become one of my best friends and I would spend a lot of time at their house. In many ways Mr. Robinson was like the dad I’d never grown up with (and remember, by this time my dad had already died). It was at First Presbyterian that I began to be exposed to the gospel. Up until this time I really knew nothing about Jesus and who He was and what He had done.

Now during high school I had a lot of things going for me – at least by worldly standards. My family life was good. My mom did a great job of raising us as a single mom. I had a lot of good friends. I lettered in 3 different sports. I was a straight A student for the most part (graduated #3 out of over 600 students). And even though this was a culturally crazy time for our nation (it was the early 70’s) I was a fairly well balanced kid. And yet I knew that there was a level of discontent that I couldn’t quite put my finger on.

As I hung around 1st Pres over the next few years I began to hear things that resonated with my soul:

  • There was a God and He was holy. The idea of God made perfect sense to me. My analytical mind reasoned that there had to be a beginning to creation and therefore there had to be a Creator. And the way the Bible explained this seemed perfectly plausible.
  • The world was broken because of sin and a refusal to live according to God’s blueprint. This also made perfect sense not only because of what I saw happening in the world around me but also, and especially, because of what I knew was going on in my own heart.
  • There was nothing that we could do to fix the mess of our own making – but because of the immeasurable love that God had for the people He created, He sent His Son to bear the weight of our sin and to reconcile the broken relationship between us and the Father. The mystery of the cross still amazes and astounds me but to me it is undeniable proof of that great verse in John 3:16 that begins “For God so loved the world.”
  • The only “requirement” that God has for us to experience and enjoy this new life of fellowship with God is to trust that His ways are indeed right and good, to turn our backs to sin and our faces toward God, to trust that His Son has indeed brokered this new life for us through His life, death, and resurrection, and to trust that everyday is a new day to demonstrate our love for Him – for as the Scripture says, “we love Him because He first loved us.”

Screen Shot 2020-01-24 at 7.32.08 AMSo sometime during my junior year in high school I intentionally placed my trust in Him. I did not fully understand all that this meant at the time but it seemed like the prudent thing to do. And while I experienced many bumps and bruises and ups and downs over the next few years as I was getting my “faith legs” under me, I knew that I had made a decision that would change my life forever. I have never regretted that decision in the 44 years now that I have been a Christian and know unequivocally that my life would be much much worse for the wear had I not become a follower of Jesus.

There are more stories to tell of how God shaped my life in the years following my conversion but I will save those for other Pop Pop epistles.

Never forget that you are very loved!

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Pop Pop Epistle #92 – How Much More

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Dear Grandkids,

I think you already know this but one of the ways that I have found to express myself to God over the years has been through poetry and songs. Every now and then I come across a phrase in Scripture that captures my attention and I will often ponder the implications of that phrase by writing a song. Or at least the words of a song. Someone much more musically inclined that I will have to write the music. I am just a lyricist. Perhaps it is one of you that will one day put my lyrics to music. That would be pretty cool.

Anyway, I came across Luke 12:24 one day… “Consider the ravens: they neither sow nor reap, they have neither storehouse nor barn, and yet God feeds them. Of how much more value are you than the birds.” The phrase “how much more” caught my attention and I turned it into a song. So here it is – for you to begin thinking what the music behind the words should be.


How much more could Christ have done than what He did so long ago?
And yet today He fills my heart with  joy that overflows.

How much more could He have done than when He set this captive free?
And yet today I taste the fruit of His awesome victory.

How much more could He have done that when He rescued me from sin?
And yet today He gives me hope and helps me find my strength in Him.

How much more could He have done than save my soul eternally?
And yet I find that in this world I live with joy and power and peace.

How much more, O how much more could He do in you and I 
If Christ alone became the greatest treasure in our lives.
How much more, O how much more could He really do in us
If our hearts could fully grasp the mighty power of His love. (Refrain)

How much more could He have done than break the chains of doubt and fear?
And yet today when I despair I find that He is always near.

How much more could He have done than to create new life in me?
And yet He fills my soul with songs that I cannot help but sing.

How much more could He have done than make things right with God again?
And yet today He walks with me as if I am His greatest friend.

How much more could He have done than prove His love at Calvary?
And yet today I am reminded of His faithful love for me.

How much more, O how much more could He do in you and I 
If Christ alone became the greatest treasure in our lives.
How much more, O how much more could He really do in us
If our hearts could fully grasp the mighty power of His love.

Never forget that you are very loved!

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