Three women teach us everything we need to know about serving Jesus despite the obstacles.

Picture this: It’s the first Sunday after the cross. Mary Magdalene, Mary the mother of James, and Salome are walking toward Jesus’ tomb, carrying spices. Their hearts are heavy, their mission clear—they must anoint their Lord’s body. But there’s a problem. A big one.

“Who will roll the stone away?” they wonder aloud.

This wasn’t a pebble blocking their path. This was a massive boulder, sealed tight, guarded by soldiers. Any sensible person would have turned around. Any logical thinker would have made better plans. But these women? They kept walking.

They went anyway.

You see, God specializes in “anyway” moments. When the Israelites left Egypt, their sandals weren’t guaranteed to last forty years in the desert. But God said, “Go anyway.” And for four decades, their shoes never wore out.

The women at the tomb didn’t have all their ducks in a row. They didn’t have a stone-rolling strategy or soldier-negotiating skills. But they had something better—they had faith in the God who makes a way.

Maybe you’re facing your own immovable stone today. Perhaps you feel called to serve Jesus, but the obstacles seem insurmountable. Take a lesson from these faithful women: Start walking anyway. God is the “Anyway God,” and He will make a way.

I’m Lonnie Davis, and these are thoughts worth thinking.

Not that kind of deviled ham, but rather the story of the pigs that got devils sent into them. In Mark 5, we meet a man who knew the feeling of hopelessness all too well. He lived among the tombs. It pushed him to the edges of humanity, isolating him to a place of death and despair. It is a testament to how sin dehumanizes and strips away dignity and hope.

People tried to help by binding him with chains. Their efforts were futile. Human strength and physical chains couldn’t break the hold. He was too strong, or perhaps, the evil within was stronger still. But then, Jesus arrived. Not with a struggle, not with a battle, but with a word. “Come out of him, you impure spirit!” And just like that, the chains of darkness shattered and the demons were sent into a herd of pigs.

What an amazing contrast! All the strength of humanity couldn’t hold him for even a moment, yet a single word from Christ shattered his chains and set him completely free. It reminds us that our fiercest battles—the ones that drive us into our own dark “tombs”—are powerless against the voice of Jesus. No matter how alone or diminished you feel, His word still brings us life.

I’m Lonnie Davis, and these are thoughts worth thinking.

In the treasury of Scripture lies a gem of wisdom from Jesus: “It is more blessed to give than to receive” (Acts 20:35). Simple words. Profound truth.

The world whispers differently. Get more, it says. Accumulate. Acquire. Our hearts echo the chant. We hunger for possessions, position, praise. But Jesus? He charts a different course entirely.

Give, He says. Give freely.

What happens when we do? Something wonderful. Something unexpected. In the very act of opening our hands, our hearts expand. When we serve the hungry, comfort the lonely, encourage the weary—we taste a joy that no purchase can provide. We become what we were meant to be: conduits of heaven’s love.

Giving freely is worship in work clothes. When we give, we mirror our generous God who gave His Son. We become walking demonstrations of God’s heart.

The world says happiness comes from having more. Jesus says blessedness comes from giving more. 

The world promises fulfillment through accumulation. Jesus promises joy through giving away.

Which voice will you heed? The culture that builds bigger barns or the Christ who empties His hands? Choose His way. Choose the blessed way. Choose giving.

You’ll discover what millions before you have learned: it truly is more blessed to give than to receive.

I’m Lonnie Davis, and these are thoughts worth thinking.

Some stories are so well-known that we want to hear the whole story. In Mark chapter 4, we find one of these treasured accounts, Jesus calming the stormy sea.

When that evening came, He said to His disciples, “Let us cross to the other side.” After they had dismissed the crowd, they took Jesus with them, since He was already in the boat. And there were other boats with Him.

Soon a violent windstorm came up, and the waves were breaking over the boat, so that it was being swamped. But Jesus was in the stern, sleeping on the cushion. So they woke Him and said, “Teacher, don’t You care that we are perishing?”

Then Jesus got up and rebuked the wind and the sea. “Silence!” He commanded. “Be still!” And the wind died down, and it was perfectly calm.

From this story, I call your attention to three lessons for your heart.

First: In life we are all in a boat with someone.

Second: A storm always comes. To live without knowing this will lead you into an unhappy life. Expect the storm. “To be forewarned is to be forearmed.”

Third: When you find yourself in a storm, make sure you have Jesus in your boat. 

True faith doesn’t show itself in easy times but in the middle of the storm. The strength to stand firm comes from trusting that Jesus is in your boat.

I’m Lonnie Davis, and these are thoughts worth thinking.

Our verse today is Luke 7:38

“As she stood behind Him at His feet weeping, she began to wet His feet with her tears and wipe them with her hair. Then she kissed His feet and anointed them with the perfume.”

As she came up behind Jesus, she took at his feet. She carried more than perfume that day. She carried a heart so heavy with sin, so burdened with shame, that when she saw Jesus reclining at dinner, the floodgates opened.

Her tears fell like rain on dusty feet. Not a sprinkle, but a downpour. Tears of recognition. Tears of relief. The kind of tears that come when you realize someone sees all your mess and loves you anyway.

Watch her worship. No songs, no speeches. Just tears and tender touches. She dried his feet with her hair—her glory, her crown—making it a towel for her Savior. Social rules? Forgotten. Personal dignity? Surrendered. 

This is love and worship. Her great sin had been met by even greater grace, and her heart couldn’t contain it. The deeper the forgiveness, the higher the gratitude.

Perhaps that’s the secret to worship: remembering how much we’ve been forgiven. When we truly grasp the weight of our sin and the wonder of his grace, like her, our hearts, and our worship will overflow.

I’m Lonnie Davis, and these are thoughts worth thinking.

Loss Piles Upon Loss

Picture her walking behind the wooden stretcher. Her world has collapsed—not once, but twice. First, her husband died leaving her a widow. Now, her son follows him to the grave and she is left alone in the world. She is more than bereaved; she is erased. In her culture, a woman without husband or son is voiceless, powerless, and vulnerable.

But here’s what she didn’t know: Someone was watching.

As the funeral procession wound through Nain’s narrow streets, another procession approached—this one pulsing with life. At its center walked Jesus, and when He saw her tears, His heart broke. “Don’t cry,” He whispered, stepping toward the impossible (Luke 7:13). She did not yet know that though her hope was being carried to the grave, Jesus specializes in resurrection appointments.”

One touch. One command. One breath from heaven, and death released its grip.

Sometimes our losses pile up like winter storms—relentless, numbing, seemingly endless. We walk behind our own stretchers, that carry our dreams that have died. We feel forgotten, overlooked, abandoned.

But we’re not. The same Jesus who stopped a funeral procession is walking toward your sorrow today. He sees your tears. He knows your name. When life has stripped away everything you thought you needed to survive, that’s often when God shows up to remind you that He is everything you actually need to live.”

I’m Lonnie Davis, and these are thoughts worth thinking.

Our text today is Matthew 8:5-6

When Jesus entered Capernaum, a centurion came and pleaded with Him, “Lord, my servant lies at home, paralyzed and in terrible agony.”

Ever noticed how love pushes us? Not just a gentle nudge, but a full-on shove into uncomfortable places? Take the Roman centurion in Capernaum. A big shot, a man of authority, yet his heart was wrapped around a sick servant. Not just any servant, mind you, but one he deeply valued.

He was a Roman, a Gentile, humbling himself to seek out Jesus, a Jew. Think about that, a Roman big-wig, seeking the help of Jewish preacher! Yet, his love for his servant’s suffering bridged that gap. He didn’t send a note or a friend, he went himself, pleading for a miracle. His urgency, his willingness to cross social and religious lines, screamed one thing: “I care!”

Jesus saw it. He marveled at such faith. A faith born from such profound compassion. The depth of our love isn’t measured by our words, but by our willingness to step out, to go the extra mile, to swallow our pride, all for the sake of another. That centurion’s effort wasn’t just a request; it was a testament to a love that wouldn’t quit. How far you are willing to go to help another shows how much you care.

That is a love that moves mountains… and heals servants. It still does.

I’m Lonnie Davis, and these are thoughts worth thinking.

When we think of anger, we often picture Jesus, whip in hand, overturning tables in the temple, and label it “anger.” But wait! Did He “lose it”? Did He “blow His stack”? No. With purposeful resolve, He cleansed what was holy. His actions were deliberate, not a fit of rage.

Yet, there is a place, a singular moment, where the Bible uses the word anger and Jesus together.

It is in Mark 3:5.

“Jesus looked around at them with anger and sorrow at their hardness of heart. Then He said to the man, ‘Stretch out your hand.’ So he stretched it out, and it was restored.”

Imagine Jesus, His gaze sweeping across the faces of the religious leaders. He sees their rigid hearts, more concerned with rules than with righteousness. He sees their indifference to a man’s withered hand. In that moment, His eyes reflect both anger and sorrow.

He didn’t lash out; He healed! He said, “Stretch out your hand.” Instantly, the man was healed. Jesus’s anger was not rage.

So what should we learn from this? The answer: When anger stirs within you, remember this scene, then ask, “What did Jesus do?” He controlled the anger and used it for good. His example reminds us that even in our anger, we can choose to do God’s will, and bring healing, not harm.

I’m Lonnie Davis, and these are thoughts worth thinking.

Our verse for today is Luke 6:12.

“In those days Jesus went out to the mountain to pray, and He spent the night in prayer to God.”

Think about it! Before Jesus chose His twelve apostles, He spent the entire night in prayer. The Son of God, who could have simply decided with a word, still climbed a lonely hillside and poured out His heart to the Father until dawn. This moment shows us how seriously Jesus took His decisions. He didn’t rush or guess. He waited, listened, and prayed.

Yet, even with that perfect preparation, Judas was among the twelve. The one who would later betray Him with a kiss. It’s a sobering thought. You can pray, plan, and walk faithfully, but sometimes people will still disappoint you. Sometimes the outcome you prayed for falls apart.

But Jesus teaches us something deeper. His prayers weren’t about avoiding all pain or betrayal. They were about aligning His heart with God’s will. Even Judas had a place in the story God was writing.

Maybe today you’re facing disappointment or betrayal despite your best efforts. Don’t lose heart. If Jesus could endure the sorrow of Judas, He will help you walk through your own hard places.

I’m Lonnie Davis, and these are thoughts worth thinking.

In John 5, we meet a man who had been sick for 38 years. When Jesus asked if he wanted to get well, the man didn’t say yes or no. Instead, he explained why he couldn’t be healed. The reason? Because he had no one to help him into the pool. He believed his suffering continued because no one cared enough to lend a hand. Over time, he accepted that this was simply his life, that nothing would ever change.

This sense of helplessness isn’t unique to him. Blaming others starts early in life. A school kid may explain that his poor grades are because he has “the meanest teacher in school.” As long as the student can blame the teacher, then the student is not the problem. Fifty-nine years ago, cigarette packages began carrying warnings about the dangers of smoking. Yet year after year, thousands of lawsuits are filed by people who say it’s someone else’s fault that they are sick.

Blame can be a comfortable place to rest when we’ve suffered a long time. But it also keeps us stuck. Jesus didn’t argue with the man’s excuses. He simply told him to get up and walk. Sometimes, the healing begins when we stop waiting for others to fix us and respond to the voice that calls us to rise.

I’m Lonnie Davis, and these are thoughts worth thinking.