Fiery Ordeals

Dear friends, do not be surprised at the fiery ordeal that has come on you to test you, as though something strange were happening to you.
1 Peter 4:12 (NIV)

Wendy and I have been reading a growing number of articles in the morning that chronicle individuals who have been singled-out and persecuted for failing to march lock-step with the prevailing dogma of whatever group is in control. In one article we read this week, a woman and her husband moved their entire family from one part of the country to another because of the way they’d been blackballed by entire social groups to which they’d been blissfully a part of for decades.

This is not a one-sided phenomenon. It’s happening on both sides of the political spectrum. It’s happening in politics, religion, business, and academia. What I am observing — and at times personally experiencing — in our current social landscape is a return of social ostracism as a form of punishment.

None of this is new. It is as old as human empire itself. If Peter were to pay us a visit, he would say, “Welcome to the club.”

In the Roman Empire of Peter’s day, social standing was everything. It was an adult version of high school on steroids. If you accepted Roman culture and went with the flow every little thing was going to be alright. If you failed to participate, if you hinted at not accepting the prevailing Roman rites, religions, and cultural norms – you would quickly find yourself on the outs in all sorts of ways.

It is exactly what Peter’s audience was experiencing. When a person, or an entire household became followers of Jesus, they no longer joined the drunken, sexually permissive festival culture. They stopped participating in sacrifices to local gods. They refused to honor the imperial cult (e.g. the Emperor is a god). They withdrew from trade guild feasts that involved offerings to idols.

Believers were therefore seen as suspicious, held in contempt. Colleagues unfollowed them on Roman LinkedIn. Their membership at Roman Rotary was revoked. The neighborhood moms’ club made it obvious they were not welcome.

Not only that, but suddenly believers were held with suspicion and became the subject of outrageous rumors in their neighborhood and social circles. They were labeled atheists (because they rejected visible gods). They were accused of cannibalism (the sacrament of Communion misunderstood). They were suspected of sedition (refusal to call Caesar “Lord”).

It gets even more intimate. If a member of a Roman household became a believer, the ostracism and suffering began in the home. A wife, a child, a servant, or a slave who became a believer in a socially entrenched Roman household could expect domestic violence, expulsion from the household, loss of inheritance, and social severing.

This is the situation that Peter is addressing in his letter. When Peter writes of a “fiery ordeal,” he is not reaching for poetic flourish. Fire is already licking at the edges of their world.

On the surface, Peter is speaking directly to the social suffering I’ve just described.

He is also prophetic. Because in a short time the city of Rome will experience a tragic and catastrophic fire. Emperor Nero will scapegoat and blame the fire on Christians.

The types of suffering Peter’s audience are experiencing is only going to get worse. Rome will unleash a brutal campaign against the Jesus Movement. Believers will be tossed into arenas to be torn apart by wild animals for Roman entertainment. Christians will be impaled alive, covered in pitch, and become living torches at the Emperor’s garden parties. They will be rounded up and executed in mass crucifixions.

It is likely that Peter himself was crucified in the “fiery” persecution he prophetically foreshadows in today’s chapter.

I find my heart focused on two things as I meditate on these things in the quiet this morning.

The first focus is placing the current realities I experience and read about in proper historical context. The rising pressures, sufferings, and persecutions that Peter’s audience was experiencing was personally more devastating. The physical threat far greater. One of the reasons that I love history is that it provides a necessary contextual mirror. If I think I have truly experienced suffering, I need to slip my feet into the sandals of a first-century Roman slave who informs his owner that he is now a follower of Jesus and will no longer swear that the Emperor is a god and bow down in loyalty to him.

Imagine the quiet in that room. The oil lamp flickering. The master staring. The slave’s voice steady but trembling.

The second focus of my meditations is that context alone does not alleviate the sting of what some have experienced and suffered of late. Peter’s counsel still lands:

  • Don’t be surprised.
  • Don’t retaliate.
  • Don’t be ashamed.
  • Entrust myself to Jesus who is faithful, and who suffered for me.

As I head into the weekend, I find myself deeply grateful for the relatively safe, free, and peaceful life I enjoy each day. It is more safe, free, and peaceful than the vast majority of human beings experienced in all of human history.

I am also mindful of Peter’s prophetic foreshadowing. There’s no guarantee things on this earth will get better. The Great Story, and Jesus Himself, made clear that things will get worse in the final chapters.

But we’re not there yet. And so, I will enjoy my weekend with gratitude — and open with hands.

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Without Words

Wives, in the same way submit yourselves to your own husbands so that, if any of them do not believe the word, they may be won over without words by the behavior of their wives…

Always be prepared to give an answer to everyone who asks you to give the reason for the hope that you have….
1 Peter 3:1, 15 (NIV)

In my upcoming book I share the story of how as a young man I believed with certainty that I was supposed to become a pastor, and how God made clear that He had purposed for me a quirky career analyzing business phone calls (a la “This Call May Be Monitored”).

My mother was greatly disappointed by the abrupt change in my vocational trajectory. My mother was a sweet lady. She was never given to overt confrontation. She was, however, an expert at letting her concerns made known through what she thought were subtle messages that we as her children could see coming a mile away.

As least once a year, sometimes more often, my mother would wait for us to be having an enjoyable casual conversation.

“Are you ever going to go back to ministry?” she would ask quietly.

Only, it really wasn’t that quiet. She asked the question repeatedly. It was always the same question. She never heard my answers above the din of her own internal fear.

I know my mother loved me. I know she was proud of me. I also know she had her heart set on me spending my career in vocational ministry. I don’t think she ever shook her angst that perhaps I was outside of God’s will. I think she loved having a son who was a preacher.

And boy, did she remind me. Again. And again.

My mother was not alone. Along my life journey, I have observed many well-intentioned parents perpetually express their spiritual concern for their adult children to their adult children. It comes in many different forms.

The annual Christmas gift of a Bible or the latest, bestselling devotional, testimonial biography, or that popular Christian movie.

[cue: Children’s eye roll]

The letter (or email) of concern because “you just have to know how I feel” or, “What we believe.”

Children: “Seriously, do you actually think I don’t know how you feel?”

The passive aggressive comments, questions, and not-so-casual asides that get slipped into almost every conversation.

Followed by hurt and wonder when the adult children, inexplicably, don’t seem to want to hang out all the time.

Today’s chapter begins with a statement that creates such surface angst and outrage in modern culture that the principle of what Peter is getting at is easily lost. He starts by telling wives who are followers of Jesus to submit to their husbands “so that they may be won over without words.”

“Without words…”
Behaviors that speak louder than words.
Life example that shows the way like metaphorical bread crumbs.
Trusting God with the soul of my loved one — and recognizing that my fear may say more about my faith than about their future.

What’s often lost in the cultural outcry of Peter’s encouragement is that Peter isn’t singling out women or wives. He is calling on everyone who is a follower of Jesus to be an example of Jesus to those in their circle of influence “without words.”

Slaves (2:18)
Husbands (3:7)
All of you (3:8)

Peter then goes on to write what is a well-known and well-worn instruction:

“Always be prepared to give an answer to everyone who asks you to give the reason for the hope that you have…”

But the context that Peter has established is that a person is asking me the reason for the hope that I have ibecause my life, my behavior, my relationships, and my example have made them curious…

…without using words.

The wise teacher of Ecclesiastes said, “there is a time to speak, and a time to be silent.” (Ecclesiastes 3:7)

When our daughters were young, it was time for me to speak. I taught. I answered. I guided.

When they became adults, it was time for me to learn silence.

They know what I believe. They grew up in my home.
They know desire for them to believe. I made my heart known long ago.
They know they can always talk to me. They bring it up when they’re ready.

In the meantime, I continue to walk my own journey. I pray for them. To Peter’s instruction, I remain ready and available to assist and provide as needed. To answer when asked. To speak when spoken to. Otherwise, I do my best to continue to model the spiritual life and relationship with Jesus that I would love for them to experience…without words.

And then, in the quiet, I surrender to Jesus any notion I have that their relationship with Him has to look exactly like the relationship I have with Him. I surrender my desire for their relationship with Him to be exactly what I desire for it to be. I let go of my desire to think that their stories should look like my story, or the story I would write for them if I was God…if I was in control.

And, that’s the point Peter is getting at.

I’m not in control of others whether it’s a boss, spouse, parent, friend, or child. I don’t write their stories. I don’t know the story God is authoring in their stories, nor has God ever asked me to be a co-author.

He asks me to love.
He asks me to pray.
He asks me to live as such an example that he can leverage that as a theme as He writes their own personal, individual stories.
He asks me to be ready with words —
but to live so faithfully that the question comes before the speech.

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1 & 2 Peter (February 2026)

Each photo below corresponds to the chapter-a-day post for the books of 1 & 2 Peter published by Tom Vander Well in February of 2026. Click on the photo linked to each chapter to read the post.

An elderly man in a light jacket smiles and laughs while talking to a younger man, seated in a cozy cafe setting. A cup of coffee and a book are on the table.
1 Peter 1: Wise Investments
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1 Peter 2: An Open Invitation
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1 Peter 3: Without Words
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1 Peter 4: Fiery Ordeals
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An Open Invitation

Submit yourselves for the Lord’s sake to every human authority: whether to the emperor, as the supreme authority, or to governors, who are sent by him to punish those who do wrong and to commend those who do right.

 Show proper respect to everyone, love the family of believers, fear God, honor the emperor.
1 Peter 2:13-14, 17 (NIV)

I have for many years had a recurring brainstorm that returns every four years or so like the spring rains on the fields of Iowa. Every four years potential Presidential candidates from all political persuasions pass through Iowa for months in anticipation of the Iowa caucuses.

What if we invited them for dinner? We’d extend an invite to every one of them who passes through town. Just the candidate (and perhaps spouse) breaking bread and sharing a meal with just me and Wendy here in our dining room. Nothing fancy. No press. Just a meal and a private chat.

I think we’d learn a lot, not just about the candidate’s views, but the candidates themselves. Wendy and I have long held the position that we may not agree with a candidate’s politics, but we’d be willing to host any candidate – no matter their party or lack thereof – for a nice meal and respectful conversation. (For the record, I am not affiliated with any political party)

Today’s chapter is a head-on collision of Kingdom of God posture in human empire territory where the kingdoms of this world rule. Jesus’ counter-cultural kingdom ethic is on full display through the very man He once called ‘the rock..

First we have to understand the context of Peter’s letter which was written sometime around 60-64 A.D. Peter also references being in “Babylon” in his personal greetings (5:13). ‘Babylon’ was code for Rome.

Why does Peter use code? It is a time of rising hostility toward Christians. The storm clouds are gathering, and within a few short years Nero will unleash brutal persecution. It’s one of the reasons that the letter is being written in the first place. Referencing Rome as “Babylon” served multiple metaphorical purposes:

  • It protects believers if the letter is intercepted.
  • It frames Rome theologically: not merely a city, but an empire embodying exile and oppression.
  • It reminds Jewish believers of the first exile under literal Babylon.

And who is on the throne? Nero. That Nero. Corrupt. The one who will famously fiddle while Rome burns, then blame who? Christians.

Nero was volatile, self-indulgent, increasingly paranoid—and within a few years would unleash brutal violence against Christians.

Peter is not naïve. He knows who sits on the throne.

Which makes his instruction feel less like polite civic advice and more like defiant kingdom theology. Peter doesn’t tell believers to “burn it down.” He says, “honor (literally choose in your hearts to attach worth to him) the Emperor.”

Peter’s logic runs like this:

  • You are aliens and strangers (2:11).
  • Your loyalty is to Christ.
  • Therefore you are free.
  • Therefore you do not need to grasp for power.
  • Therefore you can show honor—even to flawed rulers.

This isn’t endorsement.
It’s witness.

The early Christians were not passive. They were faithful. And faithfulness sometimes meant suffering rather than seizing power.

Peter is not baptizing Nero.
He’s refusing to let Nero define conduct for followers of Jesus.

For me as a disciple of Jesus, this lands like a dagger in the heart of modern outrage culture: God through Peter commands honor in a world where the emperor will kill him. And Nero will have Peter crucified just a few years after this letter is written, the words of the risen Jesus echoing in his soul…

“Very truly I tell you, when you were younger you dressed yourself and went where you wanted; but when you are old you will stretch out your hands, and someone else will dress you and lead you where you do not want to go.”
John 21:18 (NIV)

As I meditate on these things in the quiet this morning, I find that God’s demand that I honor governing authorities is not a demand that I agree with them, approve of them, sanctify them, or remain silent about injustice. The demand is that I refuse to dehumanize them. In a culture that delights in contempt, Peter commands dignity.

That was radical under Nero.

It may be more radical now.

Which brings me back to my recurrent brewing brainstorm. If any candidates thinking about a run in 2028 find themselves coming through Pella on their Iowa Caucus tour, let Wendy and me know. You have an open invitation for dinner and a chat.

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Wise Investments

Since you call on a Father who judges each person’s work impartially, live out your time as foreigners here in reverent fear.
1 Peter 1:17 (NIV)

I’m always amazed how much you learn about someone simply by listening.

The old man at the retirement center had a lot on his mind. His brain worked at a feverish pace despite being advanced in years. I was impressed. I could almost see it spinning inside his silver pated cranium as the stream of his consciousness flowed from his lips.

Money.
Finance.
Business.
Debts.
Investments.
Real Estate.
Savings.

The future.

When my new acquaintance learned that I was once a pastor there a definite shift in the course of his stream of consciousness. The questions started flowing directly at me.

Along the journey, I’ve had a number of people want to pick my brain about prophecy and the end times. Some chase theories. Others chase reassurance.

What’s going to happen to me?
How afraid should I be?
How can I insulate myself from what’s coming?

For the sharp old man, I sensed there was a hope of leveraging insider knowledge for personal gain. In every market crash there are always a few who make a fortune. I could see his brain calculating the possibilities.

It was a fascinating conversation, even though I think I may have disappointed him. The greatest religious scholars of Jesus’ day were completely wrong in their theories regarding who the Messiah would be. They didn’t even recognize Him when He was standing among them. The only ones who correctly interpreted His arrival were Zoroastrian priests from Persia who arrived with gifts of gold, frankincense, and myrrh.

If all of those religious scholars got it wrong with Jesus first coming, I suspect we’ll all get it wrong with Jesus’ second coming. Even Jesus shrugged and said He didn’t know when it would be. I think trying to predict anything is a fool’s errand. I was sorry to disappoint my new friend looking for an edge.

I dusted off one of my favorite old jokes for him and told him I when it came to Revelation I consider myself a “pan-tribulationist.” It’s all going to pan-out in the end.

[cue: rimshot]

As I left the retirement center that day I thought about my new friend. What struck me most about our conversation was how invested he was in this earthly life. He had been retired for who knows how many years. Who knows how many days he has left on this earthly journey but it doesn’t take a prophet to know there’s a precariously small amount of sand left in his hourglass. Even if he reads the tea leaves and escapes the coming Tribulation as the one who made the right financial play, what will it profit him?

I felt a pang of sadness as Jesus’ words echoed in my soul.

“Don’t hoard treasure down here where it gets eaten by moths and corroded by rust or—worse!—stolen by burglars. Stockpile treasure in heaven, where it’s safe from moth and rust and burglars. It’s obvious, isn’t it? The place where your treasure is, is the place you will most want to be, and end up being.
Matthew 6:19-21 (MSG)

Peter’s letter was written to a largely non-Jewish audience of Jesus followers. Like the recipients of James’ letter, these believers had been scattered by persecution. Interestingly, Peter begins his letter to non-Jewish believers by referencing a deeply Jewish paradigm: exile.

Exile is one of the overarching themes of the entire Great Story. Some scholars consider it the primary theme. As these believers live scattered abroad living in strange places far from the homes they knew Peter is saying to his Gentile brothers and sisters, “Welcome to the club!”

Later in the chapter, Peter takes the paradigm a step further. He tells his audience to consider themselves permanent “foreigners.” As the old song says, “This earth is not our home, we’re just passing through,” or the other old song I personally favor, “I’m just a poor wayfaring stranger travelin’ through this world of woe.”

Peter was urging his fellow believers to embrace the very words Jesus spoke to him. Consider your investment strategy.

Eighty-years or so on this earth – I leave everything behind.
Eternity waits beyond, and I can begin investing today.

I don’t know. If I really believe what I say I believe, then the portfolio I really want to invest in seems pretty clear.

I never saw my friend again. By now, I suspect his earthly journey is finished.

I hope he made some deposits in his eternal accounts.

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The View from James’ Sandals

Now listen, you rich people, weep and wail because of the misery that is coming on you.
James 5:1 (NIV)

What do you remember from 25 years ago?

I remember a great deal. It doesn’t seem so long ago. The turn of the century. The Y2K hoopla. Life and air travel before 9/11. I remember the townhouse we lived in. Taylor and Madison in their preteen years crazy about boy bands and Spice Girls.

As James writes his letter, it has been roughly 20-30 years since Jesus’ crucifixion and resurrection. James is the specified leader of the followers of Jesus in the city of Jerusalem, which remains the center of the Jesus Movement. It is the same Jerusalem and Temple system in which Jesus taught and performed miracles just a few decades before. Those who saw Him, heard him teach, saw Him hanging on the cross, and witnessed Him risen from the dead were still alive to bear witness.

In Jerusalem, the same corrupt kingdoms of government, economics, commerce, and religion that illegally arrested Jesus, forced Him through a kangaroo court set of trials, and then had him executed remain staunchly in place. The power brokers remain the same even if a few faces have changed: the Roman Governor, the Herods, and the family of Annas the high-priest.

This menagerie of wealth and human power not only killed Jesus, but the corrupt Jewish leaders under Annas’ influence had stoned Stephen to death. The Herods had seen to it that James, the Son of Zebedee, was killed by the sword. They’ve arrested countless followers of Jesus, stolen believers’ property through corrupt legal means, imprisoned many, and executed others. It’s so bad that many believers have fled to live in other towns, cities, and regions. That is why James is even writing this letter “to the twelve tribes scattered among the nations.”

Meanwhile, James is trying to hold things together in Jerusalem. The followers of Jesus are doing their best to maintain Jesus’ teaching. They are caring for the poor, the sick, the leprous, widows, and orphans. They are sharing what they have with one another to survive. As the undisputed leader of the believers in Jerusalem, James is the one who must stand before the Romans, the Herods, and the corrupt Temple leaders—absorbing the pressure, the threats, and the consequences on behalf of Jesus’ followers.

If you’ve not read the chapter, I encourage you to do so with this context in mind as you read. Suddenly, the words take on a new layer of meaning.

The “rich” oppressors he describes at the beginning of the chapter have names and faces. They are part of a social-economic system in which the rich and powerful get even more rich and powerful at the expense of the poor and weak. James has to stand before these rich authority figures to defend Jesus’ followers, and he’s experienced the futility of standing against their corrupt power.

Those whom James urges to be “patient in suffering” also have names and faces. They are James’ friends. They were part of his local gathering of Jesus’ followers. He’s writing this letter to precious friends and loved ones who’ve lost everything because of their faith and are now surviving life in exile one day at a time.

James final pleas also feel far more poignant when I place my feet in the sandals of one of the letters’ original recipients.

Pray.
Don’t stop praising God, even in your present circumstances.
Pray for one another in sickness and sin.
Live life with other believers.
Stick together in such intimacy that you confess to one another.
Have faith.
Assist one another in keeping that faith.

Two things surfaced in my heart as I meditated on James’ words in context to the circumstances in which they were written.

The first is that I can’t imagine the daily reality that both James and the recipients of his letter were experiencing. Yes, it’s Monday morning at the beginning of a new work week, but I can honestly count my many blessings and praise God for the relatively wonderful life I’ve been gifted.

The second is that there are those in this world who painfully know these realities today. Nigerian believers are in fear for their lives, some live in hiding. Tens of thousands have been persecuted and slaughtered in recent years. In China believers are imprisoned, persecuted, and live under constant threat from the State. Throughout the Muslim world are communities of believers who trace their faith back to the earliest days of the Jesus Movement, but live under constant threat of the very types of persecution James and the early believers.

They are brothers and sisters in Christ.

As I enter my day, Wendy and I will pray — and trust James words that our prayers might be “powerful and effective” for those who need it far more that we do given the realities they stare down this day.

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Grace, Served Neat

What causes fights and quarrels among you? Don’t they come from your desires that battle within you?
James 4:1 (NIV)

After yesterday’s post, I spent some time yesterday in introspection. Wendy and I met downstairs in the Vander Well Pub for a happy hour chat. We bellied-up to the bar and discussed some of the things that came out of my prayer and reflection. It was good.

Today’s chapter continues the flow from yesterday. There, streaming beneath the surface text, is the notion of God as intimate partner in relationship. It’s the same heart that God weaves through the entire Great Story. It’s a love story in the deepest sense; God as bridegroom initiating, courting, and pursuing intimate relationship with me.

So, what gets in the way of that intimacy?

I do.

James urges me to continue my honest introspection. What is it I desire? What motives are at work? As I did some spiritual cardio evaluation yesterday, I had to come clean with the fact that I sometimes allow my self-righteous desires and pride free rein when it comes to my attitudes towards certain individuals. Wendy gave me a great example during happy hour last night, that I hadn’t even considered. A person that she has noticed I love to hate. She didn’t need to make a case. The truth was sitting there in plain site. Ugh!

What did James point out earlier? A little bit of sin taints the whole loaf. My well-cloaked hatred toward one individual makes me no different, in essence, from someone spewing anonymous venom across the internet. It’s the same heart condition.

Pride, hatred, judgment, self-righteousness. That’s the way the world operates. It flies in the face of the person I want to be. It’s not the person Jesus asks me to be. And, that has relational consequences.

I can wallow in guilt and shame, but that’s not healthy for me either. It doesn’t accomplish anything but a perpetuation of spiritual dysfunction. I want to be better. I want to move the ball forward. I want positive change that will create more intimacy with God and others.

Here’s where it gets good.

James reminds me that God is not standing at a distance in condemnation of me. He “jealously longs” for me in spirit. He is leaning in towards me with more grace.

“Draw near to God, and He will draw near to you.”

The reality is that Wendy was Jesus at happy hour last night—even as she held up a mirror so I could reflect on what I didn’t really want to see.

She didn’t scoot her bar stool further away from me.
There was no relational stiff-arming.

She leaned in.
She drew close.
She was tender and gracious.

That’s what Jesus does.

He invites me to come a little closer so He can whisper into my soul. The wars in my life—external and internal—are not solved by winning. They’re healed by yielding.

Then Jesus, through James, reminds me in today’s chapter to:

  • Name my desires honestly (even the embarrassing ones).
  • Release the illusion of control (that tight grip is killing the mood anyway).
  • Kneel without theatrics—no performance, just presence.
  • Return to God not as a failure, but as a lover who wandered and came home.

Humility is not humiliation.
It is intimacy without pretense.

And grace?
Grace is Jesus lifting my chin, meeting my eyes, and smiling and saying…

“I love you. Come on — let’s move forward.”

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Diagnosis I Didn’t Ask For

With the tongue we praise our Lord and Father, and with it we curse human beings, who have been made in God’s likeness. Out of the same mouth come praise and cursing. My brothers and sisters, this should not be.
James 3:9-10 (NIV)

Wendy and I were on our way to worship this past Sunday morning. We were having a conversation about an individual who had made some major mistakes in leadership which led to many painful and widespread consequences.

“They were worthless at the job,” I said as I drove.

“Let’s say they were ‘incapable’ at the job,” Wendy said softly but directly. “No one is ‘worthless.’”

She was so, so correct.

“I’m trying to be more careful about the words I use when speaking of others,” she then added.

I immediately apologized and accepted my error. I need to be more careful with my words.

This episode in the car with Wendy happened amidst the final editing process of my upcoming book. In the process of editing my original manuscript, my editor pointed out a similarly painful observation. She noticed that I at times used harsh language when I wrote about certain individuals I had encountered along my career. She felt it was important enough that she point it out to me.

“I know your heart, Tom,” she said to me. “And, this is not the person you want to be. I knew you’d want me to be honest about what I’m seeing.”

Ugh. I have a blind spot.

Lord, have mercy on me, a sinner.

Some mornings as I read and meditate on the chapter I have to dig deep to mine what God has for me in the text. Other mornings, it simply jumps off the page and slaps me across the face.

That was this morning.

Most of today’s chapter James focuses on the power of the tongue. It’s such a small part of our physical whole yet it has disproportionate affect. James likens it to the rudder of a ship as it can steer me in the wrong direction. He likens it to a spark that can unleash a wildfire of conflict and controversy I didn’t intend.

As I meditated on it this morning I likened it to a living cardiogram — my words revealing symptoms of heart trouble. Harsh, rash words about others are indicators that bitterness, anger, and contempt have been building up inside like plaque in my spiritual arteries.

And so, I find myself sitting here in the quiet knowing there are some things I need to do.

First, I need to take some time for introspection. I need to ask God to help me take an honest look inside at where some ugly thoughts and feelings about others have been building up inside me.

Next comes confession. As I discover where that build-up of bitterness is hiding and with whom I’m harboring ill-will, I need to use my tongue to honestly speak it out loud to God and members of my inner-circle with whom I know I am safe and am surrounded by love and grace.

Finally, I need to be accountable. A diabetic constantly monitors their blood-sugar to watch for signs of a problem. I need to better monitor my words, especially when I’m speaking about others. Once again, my inner-circle are my best source for that assistance.

I have discovered a problem.
I have been given a prescription.
Now — by grace — I must take the medicine.

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Of Yeast and Fruit

For whoever keeps the whole law and yet stumbles at just one point is guilty of breaking all of it.
James 2:10 (NIV)

Monday was one of my favorite days. Wendy made fresh, homemade Italian bread. The aroma wafting up the stairs into my home office was intoxicating. Whenever Wendy makes Italian bread she always cuts off a slice while the loaf is still warm from the oven, bathes it in butter, and brings it to me.

A little slice of heaven on earth.

The last couple of times Wendy made her Italian bread things didn’t go as planned. She’s not sure what happened. Fresh bread can be finicky, especially in the rising.

From ancient of days, yeast was used as a metaphor for sin. The Law of Moses prescribed that the Hebrews should eat bread without yeast. Jesus warned His followers to “beware the yeast of the pharisees,” meaning that for all their self-righteous pomp and religiosity, their hearts were full of corruption. Jesus didn’t want His followers following a similar path.

Back in the days when everyone made bread fresh at home, yeast was a meaningful metaphor. Everyone knew that a teensy-tiny pinch of yeast will spread through the entire lump of dough, causing the whole thing to rise. In the same way, one tiny sin infects my entire being.

In God’s economy, there is no more-or-less sinful. Sin is a binary measurement. It’s all-or-nothing. If you’re sinful the whole person is infected. No one “has just a touch” of the Bubonic plague.

And, that’s James’ point in today’s chapter as he continues to argue that God’s ways are not our ways. The world loves to play favorites. The wealthy and famous get maximum screen time and VIP treatment. When it comes to the poor and homeless we look the other way and quickly scurry past them on the street. In God’s economy, everyone is measured by the yeast standard. As Bob Dylan sang it, “Ain’t No Man Righteous — No Not One.”

But then James does something amazing. He applies the reverse logic to faith. If sin is like yeast that spreads to the whole lump of dough and causes unrighteousness of all kinds to rise within me, then faith is like a tiny mustard seed that germinates, takes root, grows and bears the fruit of the Spirit. And what fruit does the faith-fueled seed produce?

Works. Deeds. Tangible acts of love towards other human beings that reveal…

Joy.
Peace.
Patience.
Kindness.
Goodness.
Gentleness.
Faithfulness.
Self-control.

James is poking at the very principle he’d heard his big brother preach on many occasions. If a tree isn’t producing fruit that you can see, pick, and taste, then it tells you something about the tree.

A teensy pinch of yeast? The whole dough is tainted.
No fruit on the branches? No faith in the root system.

And this, in the quiet of this morning, leaves me meditating on how desperately I want the measurement of God’s economy to be different. I want sin to be a sprained ankle not a deadly infection coursing through my entire being. I want faith to be measured by the appearance of healthy leaves on the branches. Pay no attention to the fact that there’s no decent fruit to be found.

I can’t do that, and James knows it. I can’t take an honest look at myself in the mirror and pretend that I don’t see the honest truth staring back at me.

I am hopelessly infected by sin.

Jesus’ love-fueled grace and mercy is the only cure.

If I have faith to believe and receive the cure.

It will be evidenced in the tangible outpouring of that love to everyone around me.

Paul told the Corinthian believers that when Jesus’ Love gets inside you and then starts pouring out it creates a spiritual aroma.

I’d like to think it’s like the aroma of fresh baked Italian bread.

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James (February 2026)

Each photo below corresponds to the chapter-a-day post for the book of James published by Tom Vander Well in February of 2026. Click on the photo linked to each chapter to read the post.

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James 1: Not Our Ways
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James 2: Of Yeast and Fruit
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James 3: Diagnosis I Didn’t Ask For
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James 4: Grace, Served Neat
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James 5: The View from James’ Sandals
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