Roger Bothwell

Roger Bothwell
Roger Bothwell's Devotionals

You're Welcome

I’m sure you have noticed by now that the common response to “Thank you” has become “No problem” instead of “You’re welcome.”  It’s an interesting morphing of language indicating that your request did not inconvenience me.  But sometimes it doesn’t work.  When I think about thanking God for my salvation I cannot imagine Him saying, “No problem.”  My sins are a problem.  Mankind’s sins have been, are, and will continue to be a HUGE problem.  It was so big the only solution was the death of the Creator Himself.  Death is the wage for sin.  But if we had had to pay the price for our sins and died then we would have ceased to be forever.  That was a huge problem for God because He loves us.  He made us to be His companions; if we paid for our sins God would eternally miss us.  The problem was immense.
 
The solution to God’s problem required a huge response.  Someone without sin had to pay the price so we could be resurrected. If the One dying thought He was paying the price of eternal death then justice would be accomplished.  Thus it was that Jesus cried out on the cross, “My God, why have you forsaken me?”   There was a separation of contact.  The Father had to withdraw so Jesus could experience the price for sin – eternal death.  However, if He were sinless then death had no moral right to hold Him.
 
Talk about a problem.  This was huge. The Godhead figured out a solution for us and themselves and they did it.  “On a hill faraway stood an old rugged cross.”   So the next time you thank God for your salvation listen carefully and you will not hear “No problem” instead you will hear “You’re welcome.”

The Holy Grail of Coloring

It was Friday before Labor Day 1948.  We went to Kresge’s Five and Dime. Tuesday I was going to first grade and I needed a pencil box.  Every scholar needed a pencil box.  We found one with a wooden ruler, an eraser, a little square pencil sharpener and of course, two (not one, but two) pencils. I was so proud because we also got a Roy Roger’s lunch bucket with a picture of Trigger on one side.
 
It was when we were headed for the cash register that I saw it.  I had never seen anything so wonderful.  At home I had a box of eight crayons but this beauty was beyond all dreams.  It had 48 crayons.  I could never have imagined there were so many different colors in all the world. This was the Holy Grail of coloring. If I could go to school with that box of crayons I would be the king of art.  (Today you can get a box with 150 colors.  What child could have known?)
 
All the “pleases” in the world were not enough.  My mom told me my box of eight was more than sufficient.  She assured me I would never use the other 40.  She was right because in all my years in elementary school I never did get a picture on the wall.  It was always a picture by some girl who could stay inside the lines.
 
When I was a pastor I used to beg God for the power to heal people.  I used lots of “pleases” in my prayers.  God was like my mother.  I guess He knew I would never use it properly and safely.  I would never have stayed inside the lines of propriety and humility and unselfishness.  I would have wanted my picture on the cover of Time magazine.

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