By: Darrelyn L. Tutt

    And He looked up, and saw the rich men casting their gifts into the treasury. And He also saw a certain poor widow casting in thither two mites. And He said,
    “Of a truth I say unto you, that this poor widow hath cast in more than they all: For all these have of their abundance cast in unto the offerings of God: but she of her penury hath cast in all that living that she had.”
    Luke 21:1-4
    Christ’s eye is drawn to the different one:
    The vulnerable,
    Left-over one.
    Looking beyond the blindness of the religious, powerful, and wealthy,
    His eye remains steady and transfixed on the beautiful silent widow.
    That is what she is to him …
    She is a beautiful captivator.
    “She” is the participant in the crowded audience that garners Christ’s attention.
    She is the giver who identifies best with His mission,
    She is the woman who, with deliberate intention, knows how to give in intimate expression.
    With a single drop of the coin she says nothing and everything all at once …
    And she is rewarded by the commendation of her Savior.
    Did she feel Christ’s presence that day so near?
    I think so.
    Did she experience the watchful care of the Holy One upon her?
    I’m guessing she experienced a presence of Christ that the others had never even come close to.
    Quietly and deliberately she slips away from the milling masses congregating around Jesus and she turns and walks toward home.
    It’s been a good day.
    In giving herself to Christ;
    He gave Himself to her …
    And there are some things that money just can't buy.

    “He hath put down the mighty from their seats, and exalted them of low degree. He hath filled the hungry with good things; and the rich He hath sent away empty."
    Luke 1:52-53


    By: Darrelyn L. Tutt

    At the end of all regrets is a Sea of Grace ready to swallow us up with a hope we cannot understand.
    God’s mysterious ways;
    Submerging us simultaneously in truth and grace:
    Sealing the soul with the supernatural.
    We are not made new through our own efforts;
    But through empty souls extended ...
    This is the place we receive.
    The Sea of Grace.

    “Not by works of righteousness which we have done, but according to His mercy He saved us, by the washing of regeneration, and renewing of the Holy Ghost.”
    Titus 3:5


    By: Darrelyn L. Tutt

    The greater the odds stacked against me,
    The higher my heart seems to soar;
    The stronger becomes the resistance,
    The strength that is only … the more.

    Surely the woes of affliction,
    The strain of adversity great;
    Is merely the sign of a pruning,
    A marking and sealing of fate.

    Look on the man with the sorrow,
    Not with a pity or strain;
    But see how his pathway is straightened,
    Thrust by the springboard of pain.

    O for the heights that do tower,
    That teach us the lessons we learn;
    And O, for the heart cultivating,
    The wisdom to rightly discern.

    Joy shall be mine in the morning,
    Sweetest the rays of the sun;
    On he who has walked through the darkness,
    And waits … for the morning to come.

    “Now no chastening for the present seemeth to be joyous, but grievous;
    nevertheless afterward it yieldeth the peacable fruit of righteousness
    unto them which are exercised thereby.”
    Hebrews 12:11
    Beautiful and Amen.


    By: Darrelyn L. Tutt

     One man sins and his heart grows cold and he walks away from God.
    One man sins and he calls it sin yet continues in sin before God.
    One man sins and his heart is broke and he holds the hand of God.
    None of us is immune to sin and temptation but we are each given a free will as to how we choose to deal with it.
    So far as I can see we have two choices:
    We can walk toward it or we can walk away from it;
    We can deny it or we can confess it,
    We can enjoy a fleeting moment of pleasure or we can experience a satisfying presence of peace.
    But we will never experience both simultaneously.
    When Christ convicts the heart of sin … and the weight and depth of its depravity is felt within the soul,
    be assured that God is at work;
    that something powerful and supernatural is taking place.
    A miracle is occurring and transformation is being witnessed at its earliest stage:
    An embryo in the womb,
    The sign of life.
    The confession of sin,
    The “seed” of Christ at work within.
    Exposure of sin bears witness to light and life ... and the heart begins to beat again.
    One man sins and his heart is broke and he holds the hand of God.
    Be “that” man and live again.
    “Create in me a clean heart, O God; and renew a right spirit within me …
    Then will I teach transgressors Thy ways, and sinners shall be converted unto Thee.”
    Psalm 51:10&13


    By: Darrelyn L. Tutt

     Crucifying the flesh is a regular, uncomfortable, unnatural, holy business;
    It must be done daily and deliberately.
    It must be done with earnest resolve and an intensive appeal to the Spirit for a supernatural impartation of strength.
    The glory of resisting the flesh lies in the desire to give glory to God;
    He is worth the battle every time.

    Do not grow disheartened in the heat of the battle by all that wars within you,
    by all that must be resisted and refused.
    It is only a display of Christ at work ...
    A sure witness that what you leave behind will be superseded by what you receive within.
    Drive a stake into the reality that a great grace and an immeasurable peace awaits you at the end of the battle.
    Drive a stake into the flesh;
    And God will drive a stake into your soul.
    You are His and He is yours …
    Give glory to Him.
    "I am crucified with Christ; nevertheless I live; yet not I but Christ liveth in me: and the life which I now live in the flesh I live by the faith of the Son of God, who loved me and gave Himself for me."
    Galatians 2:20


    By: Darrelyn L. Tutt

    “And Jesus entered and passed through Jericho. And behold, there was a man named Zacchaeus, which was the chief among the publicans, and he was rich. And he sought to see Jesus who He was, and could not for the press, because he was of little stature. And he ran before, and climbed up into a sycamore tree to see him; for he was to pass that way. And when Jesus came to the place, he looked up and saw him and said unto him,
    ‘Zacchaeus, make haste and come down; for today I must abide at thy house.’
    And he made haste and came down, and received him joyfully.
    And when they saw it, they all murmured saying, That He is gone to be a guest with a man that is a sinner.
    And Zacchaeus stood and said to the Lord;
    ‘ Behold, Lord, the half of my goods I give to the poor; and if I have taken anything from any man by false accusation, I restore him fourfold.’
    And Jesus said unto him,
    ‘This day is salvation come to this house, forsomuch as he also is a son of Abraham. For the Son of man is come to seek and to save that which was lost.’”
    Luke 19:1-10
    Unorthodox in his approach,
    Unconventional in his style,
    Unpopular with the people,
    Zacchaeus was a man of “little stature” in a great many respects;
    But a man of very great stature in other respects:
    Zacchaeus knew he needed help …
    and so he sought it.
    He knew it couldn’t be bought …
    or he would’ve bought it.
    He knew he needed grace …
    and thus he got it.
    So compelled was he to Jesus,
    So magnetized, mesmerized, and wanting of Christ’s presence …
    He climbed a tree.
    Don’t you just love him and want to be as him, my friend?
    He's just so unorthodox and originally beautiful in his approach to be near Jesus.
    When men come to Jesus and realize their little stature;
    Jesus comes to them and shows them His big stature.
    And that’s how it is with God.
    You don’t have to present anything big ...
    You just come and present your “little self” and it’s enough.
    The smaller you see yourself the better off you are;
    It makes Jesus look explosively big.

    In the presence of everyone,
    Jesus chooses to highlight the little one.
    In an extension of public amazing grace, Jesus invites Himself as a guest to Zacchaeus’s house … and He chooses to openly abide with him.
    Jesus is defining the act of redemption:
    The act of applying His big stature to our little stature and doing a whole host of beautiful things in our lives in the wake of it.

    For Zacchaeus it translated into financial application.
    But for you and me … it might translate into another arena.
    Doesn’t matter what it is, my friend,
    It just matters that there’s a change and there’s a “Jesus” at work.
    Individuals of little stature will witness a God of very great stature;
    Be encouraged, climb your tree ...
     And get to Jesus.


    By: Darrelyn L. Tutt

    God loves in little inches,
    See the tender yellow finches.

    We watch together, my friend and I, the world outside her window.
    Little finches congregate and huddle together in small yellow groups around the feeder;
    Busy wings fluttering, flying,
    Still for only seconds at a time.
    My friend suggests to me that it is every bit like watching … me.
    We laugh,
    She studies me for a moment,
    Feels the squeeze on her hand tighten,
    and allows her eyes to wander back to our colorful little friends.
    The presence of the little finches suggests life, vitality, and color in motion.
    Indiscriminant and unaware of an audience they fly about unhampered by our presence.
    God’s tender creation;
    He loves so greatly and so gently all at once.
    It overwhelms me … this single thought.
    The hand that I’m holding is strengthened by my touch …
    and I am strengthened by hers.
    The presence that attends me I already love so much …
    and that love is reciprocated.
    How we arrived at this moment together is a providence and mystery too great to fathom,
    but that we arrived at this moment is powerfully suggestive of God’s tender and merciful care.
    I wouldn’t have wanted to miss “this” hand for all the world;
    In holding it I feel the life, vitality, and movement of the Father.
    For this hand I hold … I give thanks,
    For this peace untold … I give thanks.
    For a Father who loves so greatly and gently all at once,
    I give thanks.
    He overwhelms me.
    God loves in little inches,
    See the tender yellow finches.

    Give Him praise.


    By: Darrelyn L. Tutt

    I've seen the "faces of lions" in men,

    And courage has been afforded;
    I've seen the face of God in a Lamb,
    And O how I simply adore Him.
    "My God hath sent His angel, and hath shut the lion's mouths, 
    that they have not hurt me ..."
    Daniel 6:22a

    There is nothing more debilitating than the fear of man;
    And nothing more exhilarating than breaking free of it.


    By: Darrelyn L. Tutt

    Black Velvet is a Canadian whiskey known for its smooth taste and its black labeling.
    Whether the “taste” analysis is correct remains unknown but the appeal of the labeling I will vouch for.
    My daily speed walk is a manifestation of my thought life: intense, driven, focused ... and
    frequently, it is the behind the scenes “voice” which provides me with fodder and fuel with which to write.
    It is a coveted sacred time.
    God was asked by me, on one such walk, to display an object that would speak to me.
    Hmmm …
    Shortly thereafter my eye was drawn to a classy little bottle with a black and red label. Almost immediately I could see, in my mind, a lovely little vase with flowers on my writing desk. Scooping it up, I examined it, and was met with the amusing prospect that my “miniature eye-appealing vase” was a little whiskey flask labeled,
    Black Velvet.
    I carried it tightly to myself for some little while, engrossed in deep thought and earnest wonderment …
    And then the same cars idled by and looked at the bottle and me simultaneously with windows rolled down and the whole “look” of it so thoroughly amused me that I almost didn’t want to let the “bottle” go.
    But I did because I thought it was right and my “gate” still appeared to be stable.
    Begrudgingly, it was set down … but not in my mind;
    I wish I would’ve saved the bottle.
    A brief education, on my return home, of Black Velvet Whiskey was supplied me by Google in an effort to garner all I could from the bottle.
    If my information is incorrect feel free to inform me.
    Deep thoughts and reflections were afforded me by that bottle and my expression of thankfulness to God is sincere.
    Here’s the message from the bottle:
    Sometimes we hold things that aren’t right or helpful for our growth.
    Engrossed in emotion, curiosity, and attractive labeling, we hold a “Black Velvet” tightly to ourselves, not realizing that the bottle may translate into a habit, tendency, or even an addiction if held with time.
    The ingredients found in the bottle are not sufficient to sustain or satisfy thirst and possess nothing of substance or nutritional quality.
    They may appeal to the tongue but they don’t appeal to the Spirit.
    The effects of the “Black Velvet” linger.
    One more taste please …
    How destructive and hell-bent Satan is on appealing to us through our earthly senses and
    how earnest and honest we must be with ourselves and with others in our “sampling taste” of something so destructive.
    Because over time, that “bottle” gets hidden ... but all the while it's playing havoc with us and we know it’s doing something very destructive inside.
    Praise God for His Spirit which works overtime to overshadow the compromise of the “Black Velvet.”
    Praise God for an internal supernatural voice that speaks louder than any “bottle” and exerts its power over any taste and presence that suggests it has hold of us.
    Praise God for a mind that is shown deception and brought into confession.
    Do I believe in miracles?
    Yes …
    Every time a bottle is let go,
    God is supernaturally at work ... and He ought to be praised.
    It is my belief, my friend, that when we live in the “raw” and choose to be real, that we each have a “Black Velvet” to deal with and expose in our lives.
    Be it gambling, smoking, drinking, doping, carousing, pornography, infidelity, alcohol, eating, indulging, cutting, sniffing, gossiping, idleness, and all the rest … you get it.
    In a most gentle but pressing way I urge you, my friend, to deal honestly with the “Black Velvet” in your personal life and lay the bottle down once and for all.
    For the soul that acknowledges its deception through confession,
    God be praised and grace be yours in true abundance.
    A new chapter begins ...
    “But you were as sheep going astray; but are now returned unto the Shepherd and Bishop of your souls.”
    1 Peter 2:25


    By: Darrelyn Tutt

    I have a very quiet friend,
    Her name is solitude;
    She fills the busy world of talk,
    With silent interlude.

    She speaks a tranquil language true,
    Yet never fills the air,
    With simple talk or idle chat
    And yet I know she’s there.

    For solitude communicates,
    A message of her own;
    Her presence simply speaking,
    “Come away and come alone.”

    In conduct so becoming,
    And an invitation free;
    She offers timely friendship
    And she wisely counsels me.

    I have a very quiet friend,
    Her name is solitude;
    No other friend so faithful been,
    As silent ... interlude.

    For thus says the Lord God, the Holy One of Israel;
    “In returning and rest you shall be saved,
    In quietness and confidence shall be your strength.”
    Isaiah 30:15a

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