Month: February 2026

Posted in communication, life, priorities, Scripture, sovereignty of God, wisdom

The View from Above

Posted on by Dewayne Taylor

 “The Lord is watching everywhere, keeping His eye on both the evil and the good.” Proverbs 15:3

It was a view from above. I have always been a guy who loves techno stuff. Over the past twenty-five years or so, the technological gadgets in our world have multiplied over and over. So things that used to be science fiction are now fact. When I was growing up I was amazed when I read about Dick Tracy and the wrist watch that he wore. He could actually talk to and through his watch. I know I never dreamed that could become reality. It has. I wear an Apple Watch on my wrist and trust me it does a whole lost more than just allow me to talk. It is an amazing mini-computer strapped to my wrist. I love it.

Another thing that simply blows my mind are drones. These amazing flying wizards allow us to see the world from hundreds of feet above us. What used to take a helicopter now can be done with a drone no more than ten or twelve inches across. And, depending on the skill of the pilot, they are simply amazing. My son-in-law flies one of these gizmos and trust me–he is a skilled pilot. The other day he launched his drone from my living room floor, flew out the front door and was soon flying far about my house. Now all that is done as he sits on the couch in my living room. Soon, we open the front door and in comes the drone and lands at his feet. It is somewhere beyond amazing.

The drone under his control and skill can do amazing things. Every time he flies it I am amazed as he zooms here and there, showing me a view of my world that I could only imagine. Because of his skill and the drone, he shows me the big picture…and I am amazed. It didn’t take me long to make the connection between his skills and the view from the drone and how that is a whole lot like God. Let me explain.

You see, God is, well, God. While Blake is a great pilot of drones, his skill is swallowed by the perfection of our God. Blake occasionally makes a mistake…God never does. Blake masterfully guides his drone but God perfectly guides our lives. And, of course, like Blake can see from above, God has a view, the big view, the perfect view, and is never, ever, could off guard. It has been said if we knew all God knows and could see all that He sees, well, we would never question His decisions.

I am grateful to get to watch Blake fly but I am infinitely more grateful to watch as God guides my life. Sometimes He says, “Watch and see” and I get to see the big picture. Sometimes, though, He asks me to trust Him and I’m slowly learning to do exactly that. It is probably easier than I make it because He never makes a mistake and always chooses what is best.  It is just great to know that no matter what, “He’s got this.”  Bro. Dewayne

Posted in friends, Grace, life, missions, Scripture, travel

Miracle (or not) of the Bag

Posted on by Dewayne Taylor

 “For nothing will be impossible with God.” Luke 1:37

There was no way.  We were once again on our way to West Africa.  This particular trip was a medical trip and they were always the most fulfilling.  The needs in the Sub-Saharan region of West Africa are always mammoth.  Since water is always a problem that means food is too.  But second to that is the need for medical care.  Though health care is very reasonable compared to here in America…the bottom line is the people are just extremely poor and often the care they need is simply not available.  That is particularly true in the fringe desert regions of Niger.

This wasn’t a large team but is was a great one. We were all friends and several of us were Africa mission trip veterans.  For one this was her first trip and she handled it like a real trooper. On the morning we were to fly out, Judy and I went by to pick up newbie  team team member. She attended our church and was a good friend.  She has one of the most merciful and loving hearts of anyone I know.  If she has any capacity to help…she will.  Now we had had a couple of team meetings to go over the general expectations including customs, the number of bags you could carry, and very specifically, the weight allowance for each bag…which is fifty pounds.  Not fifty-two or fifty-one—fifty pounds.

When we arrived at her house, the air was electric with excitement.  Since I was the only guy from Harrisburg, I was quickly assigned the role of “pack horse.”  In other words—I got to carry the luggage to the car and load it.  Well, I went into our novice member’s house and picked up the first bag.  I’ve done this enough that I can tell just about how much a bag weighs.  This one was just about on the money.  I went to the car and chucked it in the trunk.  I went back to get bag number two and as I went to get it—it seemed to be nailed to the floor.  With some effort, however, I was able to lift it off the floor—barely.

It was about that time that the newbie walked into the room.  I asked her, “Did you weigh this bag?  It feels a “little” heavy” (I was being extremely generous.)  She assured me that the bag was ok and so with some grunting and groaning, I kinda lifted and kinda slid the bag out the door, down the sidewalk and to the car.  Again, with considerable effort I managed to hoist the bag into the trunk.  All this while I’m going, “Man, this bag feels heavy…but hey…she said…” So, with the luggage on board and people seat-belted in, off we went to the airport where we met our final team member. When we arrived, we got one of those carts to help with the luggage.  We needed it.

Again, with considerable effort, I soon had the bags on the cart, and we headed inside to get checked in.  Judy and I went first.  We checked our luggage—fifty pounds each thank you—got our boarding passes and we were set.  Our newbie was next.  Her first bag was right at fifty pounds.  Go, girl, Go.  I lifted the suspicious bag on the scale and watch with amazement (I think that is the right word) as the scale zinged up toward the sky and stopped at…sixty-five pounds…fifteen pounds over the limit.  Well, you can probably imagine my expression and question.  I said, “What in the world?  I thought you said the bag was ok?”  “Well, pastor,” she explained, “I was praying for a miracle.”  

I don’t remember if we laughed, cried, or both but two things were sure.  First this was one miracle that God chose not to give us. Second, the clerk wasn’t a fan of grace—at least not fifteen pounds worth, anyway.  We took the bag off the scale and placed it on the floor to lighten it up.  Fortunately, some friends had hung around and they were going to be able to help us with the excess stuff.  And here is the picture of a beautiful, beautiful heart. People had donated and she had gone to Bath and Body and bought those West African ladies… bottles and bottles and tubes and tubes …of all kinds of lotions and creams.  She knew they needed it for their dried-out desert skin and wanted to bless them.

Well, we had to remove fifteen pounds of Bath and Body and leave it with our friends.  But don’t worry—there were still fifty pounds of blessings left.  Almost the entire bag wasn’t for her—it was for her new friends in West Africa.  And do you know what?  The whole trip was just one big blessing.  We were able to provide free medical care to so many people and shared stories from the Bible with many others.  When it was all said and done—we were blessed and humbled and God was made big.  We didn’t get the miracle of the bag with the Bath and Body items, but we did get the miracle of changed hearts—ours.

The Bible tells us that nothing is impossible with God and I believe that to my core.  That doesn’t mean that we always get exactly what we want or the way we want it.  It does mean that in the end—it will all work out for His glory.  As we journey thought life, we have learned, or are learning, that if we will just leave it to Him…He will handle it, in His way and His time. Always, always—He’s got this.  Bro. Dewayne