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a matter of the heart — October 23, 2024

a matter of the heart

A week ago, they checked me into the ER and I had to answer a barrage of questions.  I found out later, when reading my chart, that they mistakenly listed my race as Native Hawaiian or other Pacific Islander.

Hmm!  The last time I looked in the mirror I was Caucasian.  I didn’t know that they could medically change your race – not that I wouldn’t mind being a Native Hawaiian with their beautiful bronzed skin and superb surfing skills

But there I was in the ER with telltale chest pain.  The cardiologist found that my enzymes were up, and they needed to quickly perform a heart cath. 

Two stents later I woke up to a nurse asking me, “What is your name?”  I groggily replied her, “James Johnson.”  She asked, “Do you know where you are at?”  I said, “Yeah – the Whitehouse?”    She looked at my wife Sharie with alarm who assured her I was kidding.

Yep, I had me a heart attack.  It was quite a surprise!   Each year I would get a physical exam and my numbers were always good.  Cholesterol was in check and blood pressure good. My primary doc told me “Whatever you are doing keep it up!”   I replied, “You mean not eating right or exercising?”  (I really said that.) 

As I lay in the ER room groaning with pain, I was glad to have my sweet wife by my side as well as my wonderful daughter.  They laid hands on me and prayed. 

I was also comforted knowing that my Jesus was with me.  I was not afraid – in pain yes, but not afraid.  In fact, that verse from Philippians kept skipping through my mind, “For to me, to live is Christ and to die is gain” – Phil 1:21. NIV

I have preached to others the significance of that verse.  I have quoted it and explained it at many funeral services.   I wanted folks to know that the most fearful thing is not death, but a prolonged life on this planet locked into a degrading body.  Death is God’s merciful way of releasing us of that burden and ushering us into a much sweeter and better existence with Him. 

Ah, but of course it is easy to talk about such a transition, another to travel it.  So, there I was, not sure where the next few hours would take me.  But, in looking back, I am pleased that my thoughts were on my Lord. 

And He sovereignly decided that I needed to stay on for a bit longer and experience the words, “to live is Christ.” 

Thanks to Jesus and my daily dose of baby aspirin my heart sustained no permanent damage.  This was truly welcome news. 

But the episode was certainly an inconvenience.  I am semi-retired, but I am busy with ministry.  I care for folks as Hospice chaplain; I still preach and teach some; Sharie, Brenda Waskowiak and I are busy singing the praises of Jesus 3-4 times a month.  So, I wondered why the Lord would put all that in jeopardy. 

He had His reasons.  I suppose it was something like this, “Jim I still have a good deal of work that I want you to do.  You need to take care of your body so that you’ll be around to do it.” 

I was released from the hospital the day after the stents – and the day after that, I went for a brisk 30-minute walk.   I may also have to reduce my intake of Bluebell. 

Thanks to those of you who found out through the grapevine of my heart attack and inquired and prayed.  Thanks also to the excellent team of health care professionals at Longview Regional Hospital.  

Oh, and by the way – if a week goes by, and I have not posted another installment of pickleheavenpress, either I had a senior moment or I have moved on to that place of gain – and you can be happy for me.

A PRAYER: God I am thankful for an extended opportunity to serve You.

This has been Jim Johnson and pickleheavenpress.com

May the grace of our Lord be with you always.

an encouraging word — May 1, 2024

an encouraging word

My wife has taken up the palette and easel to become a painter.   She is doing pretty well!  In fact, I encouraged her to send her finished art to our adult children to hang on their refrigerators.

I’m funnin’ ya’ of course, but that is certainly one way they could encourage her artistic endeavors.

Encouragement can come in the form of pictures on the ice box and other helpful activities, but let’s focus on verbal encouragement for now. 

Hebrews 3:13 tells us we all need a daily dose of it.  It says, “But encourage one another daily, as long as it is called today, so that none of you may be hardened by sin’s deceitfulness.”

This is a command directed to us and it is something that we should offer to those around us on a daily basis.

Most encouragement is kind of like milk.  It has a short shelf life.  It expires and then we have to run to the store to get more.  So, we need to encourage each other regularly.

The author tells us why.  He says, “so that none of you may be hardened by sin’s deceitfulness.”   There is a sin principle which is at work in this world.  Think of it as the sun at work on your skin.  The UV rays penetrate and damage your skin.  Get enough of it over time and you’ll end up with a leathery look.

Likewise, we are bombarded by the destructive lies and the lusts of this world.  It erodes our ego.  Over time it harms our souls and causes us to become insensitive and indifferent to spiritual things.

Encouragement is like sun block.  It keeps the UV rays of sin from penetrating and protects us from damage.

To experience encouragement, we need to be together.  Hebrews 10:25 says, “Let us not give up meeting together, as some are in the habit of doing, but let us encourage one another…”

The author spoke of people who gave up the habit of church.  He pleads – don’t do that because being with other Christians is where encouragement is found.   

Sunday worship lifts us up, the message challenges us, the classes provide personal interaction and the casual conversation at the coffee table is sweet (especially if your church serves donuts as mine does). 

But Sunday worship is not enough. We need to be in relationship with people whom we know, love and trust. I have a friend who was chronically depressed.  He told me that he would often go to small group discouraged but leave feeling great.

So how do we speak encouragement to one another?

– Make it positive.  Sarcasm and encouragement do not get along.  A compliment bathed in sarcasm, is like a chocolate covered olive.

– Make sure what you say is true.  Flattery falls flat.  Don’t tell her she looks like a model when she doesn’t.  When we lie, we imply that the truth may be painful for them to handle – and they sense it.

– Our words should have substance.  To say you look nice – is nice, but insufficient.   Focus on issues of character and virtue and service.   Tell her that you are proud of the way she handled her surly boss.  Tell him that he did well when he shared his faith with his uncle.

It would be nice if we all lived home on the range where seldom is heard a discouraging word.  Ah, but we do not.

But we can change that.  We can start by being the first and most frequent to encourage others.  It’s crazy how the encouraged, will reciprocate.

My grandson was in the midst of potty training.  He would occassionally fail to succeed, but he always ended those sessions by saying out loud, “Good try.” 

I suppose that we could encourage ourselves, as he did – but it is so much more meaningful and powerful when it comes from someone else.

A PRAYER: Lord my own soul feels a little leathery, help me to create an encouraging community.

This has been Jim Johnson and pickleheavenpress.com

May the grace of our Lord Jesus be with you!

Scripture references are from the New International Version.