Patrick Day

The Melody of the Holy Spirit

Saturday, December 9th, 2017


During my God Time this morning, I was convicted by Revelation 2:4&5

Yet I hold this against you: You have forsaken your first love. Remember the height from which you have fallen. Repent and do the things you did at first.

I have been too careful of late, not wanting to wear my religion on my sleeve, as if there were anywhere else to wear it. I have not given God my best between Thanksgiving and the upcoming Christmas. I have been too busy. My agenda has been too full with other things.

I grow cold…I grow cold…
I keep my spiritual life in my pocket rolled.

Do I dare to speak of God?
Will others think me oh so odd?

Where’s the flame I had of old?
Where’s the witness once so bold?

Help me, Lord, to show Your flame;
Make Your life and mine the same.

Tuesday, December 5th, 2017


Now, here’s a new one for me. I’m letting the Holy Spirit write this blog. Pardon me as I quiet my mind and listen for what He has to say to y’all, and to me as well.

You hurry and scurry all over the place buying Christmas presents and getting cards out to all your friends. You are busy, busy, busy. Where is Jesus in all this? Have you waved to Him as you drive by on the highways and byways? He should be in the driver’s seat of your car and of your life. Change places with him now and have a jolly, merry Christmas.

Friday, December 1st, 2017


Tyler called me yesterday morning with the news that he’s been asked to help out the Metro Hope Center in Minneapolis, the rehab facility where he lived for 14 months. The staff member who was a counselor on call for the Friday and Saturday and sometimes Sunday night shifts left for some reason or another. They called Tyler and wondered if he could fill in on a temporary basis, or even on a permanent basis if he so felt the call. He said he’d need to talk to his mentor first – namely me.

I thought out loud as I worked through the matter with Tyler. “I’m not sure it’s a good idea, Tyler. You already have a full-time job, and I’m afraid you’ll get burned out with two jobs, especially one that requires you to be up all night for two nights. Also, it will impact your church activities on Sunday (he goes to two or three services in various places), and you’ll have no social life.” Then I sat back and waited for Tyler to agree with me. He didn’t.

“Pat, I feel called by the Holy Spirit to do this. They have a need I can fill, and I want to give back to the place that restored my life. They said I could try it out. If it doesn’t work out, they’ll get someone else.” Then he told me his high-speed fiber optics installer job will be less than full time during the winter months and this will give him a chance to earn some money to be able to pay back court costs and restitution for his burglary and theft. As to his social life, he’s willing to put that on hold for the time being. This opportunity, he felt, was more important in God’s kingdom.

I took all my natural logic and tossed it in the waste basket by the side of my desk and responded to Tyler. “Who am I, Tyler, to argue against the call of the Holy Spirit. Let’s see what God has in store for you with this. There may be something He has in mind that neither of us can figure out right now. That’s His way.” That’s His way indeed. Tyler will start next weekend. Stay tuned to find out what God has up His sleeve. You just never know with Him, for He is the master of the unexpected.

Tuesday, November 28th, 2017


The man, in his natural self, looked into his own soul first, then to the world around him, and finally to his God. In his spiritual self, he saw God first, then the world around him as a reflection of God, and finally the soul God had created.

It was the difference between darkness and light. It wasn’t an easy exchange, you know, changing his life for His life, but it was something he had been open to since the day of his salvation.

Try as he might, there was nothing he could do to achieve the exchange. There was everything the Holy Spirit could do. It was a matter of submission.

Friday, November 24th, 2017


Last Tuesday, I visited Kennis  in the Wright County Jail. I wrote a blog about him on November 11. He’s the one who said he’d rather go to Adult and Teen Challenge for 13 months than go free with no strings attached. He knows he needs a solid foundation of Christian living or he’ll go back to the same environment he came from, and get in trouble with drugs again.

The problem with his getting his wish is that he had a warrant out for his arrest in Hennepin County and that had to be quashed (set aside) before he could be paroled out to the Christian treatment facility in Minneapolis. I tried to be encouraging to Kennis, but the Hennepin County court system is not generous to the criminals coming through. I doubted that he’d make it and would spend a couple of years in jail.

I didn’t give the Holy Spirit enough credit, I guess. It was a miracle that happened a week ago today when Kennis went to Hennepin County to appear before the judge. Amazingly, it was the prosecutor who recommended to the judge that the warrant be quashed and that Kennis be allowed to go to Adult and Teen Challenge. He smiled at Kennis when he said that. I couldn’t believe it. Kennis and I whooped and hollered, as much as you can in the library of a county jail, and praised the Lord who is infinite in mercy and compassion. Kennis was praising God all over the place, and is now waiting for a bed to open up in Minneapolis for him to leave jail – and I think I can put a forever after that. Praise God indeed. The Holy Spirit strikes again.

Tuesday, November 21st, 2017


  • God is all-powerful.
  • God is all-good.
  • Terrible things happen.

YOU CAN RECONCILE any two of these propositions with each other, but you can’t reconcile all three. The problem of evil is perhaps the greatest single problem for religious faith. There have been numerous theological and philosophical attempts to solve it, but when it comes down to the reality of evil itself, they are none of them worth much. When a child is raped and murdered, the parents are not apt to take much comfort from the explanation (better than most) that since God wants us to love him, we must be free to love or not to love and thus free to rape and murder a child if we take a notion to.

Christian Science solves the problem of evil by saying that it does not exist except as an illusion of mortal mind. Buddhism solves it in terms of reincarnation and an inexorable law of cause and effect whereby the raped child is merely reaping the consequences of evil deeds it committed in another life.

Christianity, on the other hand, ultimately offers no theoretical solution at all. It merely points to the cross and says that, practically speaking, there is no evil so dark and so obscene—not even this—but that God can turn it to good.

– Frederick Buechner

Thursday, November 16th, 2017


I received a call yesterday from Tyler, the ex-inmate I’m mentoring. He was as excited as excited could be. I’ll let him tell the story.

I reconnected with a guy named Dillon who I’d been good friends with in grade school until I started doing drugs and he didn’t. We’ve been talking a lot for the past few weeks.

He said to me, “I’ve seen you’re a different person. Why?”

I answered, “Because I have Jesus within me.” He was going through a rough time in his life and asked what my resources were for learning about Jesus. I told him, “The Bible. Do you have one?” He didn’t so I gave him one and recommended he also read about Jesus on a couple of online addresses I gave him. I suggested he put his heart in a place of surrender and share his brokenness with Jesus and ask Him into his life.

He made a commitment yesterday to do just that, and he’s going to church with me this Sunday.

I’ve left out a few pieces or this blog would be too long. When he finished his story, I said, “Score one for the Holy Spirit.” Tyler laughed.

Saturday, November 11th, 2017


The Holy Spirit shoved me out the door early this afternoon and hauled me off to jail to visit with two inmates. I say it that way because that’s out of the comfort zone for my natural self. If you would have told me two years ago that I’d be going to jail to talk to drug addicts, thieves, and other criminals, I’d have said you’re crazy.

Anyway, the first inmate I talked to in the library was Jake. He’s so depressed he doesn’t care whether he lives or dies. One of the things that brings him down is that he has no money in his account to buy soap to wash with, shampoo, or detergent to clean his clothes. That leaves him with stuff bought out of an indigent fund that smells bad and makes his skin dry and his clothes scratchy. Not real high quality stuff. I told him I’d use the $20 in my God pocket to put into his account in the kiosk in the lobby when I left. He bowed his head and said, “Thank you God.” It moved me that he knew God had given him the gift, not me. I think he had a little more hope when he left than when he came in. I first met Jake when he came to the Lord during a Gideon session. Then he got out of jail, and now right back in again.

The next person I talked to was Kennis. He is facing more time than Jake, but he’s at peace because he trusts that God will take care of him no matter the outcome. He wants to be furloughed to Adult and Teen Challenge because he can’t kick his drug habit on his own. I asked him the following question: “Kennis, if I were a judge and offered to set you free with no probation and no other strings attached or furlough you to Adult and Teen Challenge, what would you do?”

He didn’t hesitate for even a second. “I’d say send me to Adult and Teen Challenge tomorrow. I need thirteen months of God and being around godly people. If I got out of jail, I’d be going back to the environment I came from, where all my friends were doing stuff that’s illegal. He told me about men who sell $500 worth of food stamps for $250 so they can go out and buy drugs. And those are the nicer guys. “I need to separate myself from my previous life so I can start anew when I get done with my thirteen months. I feel like a new person now and don’t want to get back into the same place I came from.”

Pray for these two guys – that Jake can learn to lean only on God and that Kennis is furloughed into a drug rehab facility. I may have been dragged there, but I came back joyful that God had seen fit to entrust me with the rabble of His kingdom. You might call me a somewhat reluctant servant.

Tuesday, November 7th, 2017


Where does the power to pray come from? Where does the power to do anything of significance in the kingdom of heaven come from?

As with electricity, power comes from a source, and the source of spiritual power is the Holy Spirit.

Friday, November 3rd, 2017


The Holy Spirit gave away seven Bibles on my recent trip to Dublin, Ireland. The first one went to Craig, a cardiologist on his way to Toronto from Minneapolis, the first leg of my journey. After some small talk of why he was in Minnesota (research meetings at the Mayo clinic), I asked him what church he went to, and he said, “I only go on Christmas and Easter to placate my wife’s parents.” Then he gave a nervous laugh.

More small talk about churches, and then I asked, “Craig, how do you think anyone gets to heaven?”

“Oh, by being a good person and helping others, I guess,” he said, without much conviction.

I answered, “If you can earn your way into heaven, why did Jesus come to earth to die on the cross for our sins?”

“You have me there,” Craig said. “I’ve never thought about that.

“Would you like a pocket Bible to find out why Jesus came?” I asked.

“I guess so,” he said, this time with a little more conviction.

My parting suggestion to Craig was this: “Read the gospel of John and you’ll find out exactly who Jesus is and why He came.”

“I will,” he said, this time with definite conviction.

And off I went. Score one for the Holy Spirit.