I am sure that many of you have watched, as I have, the recent events unfold in our country. It is with a sick feeling I watch and listen to reports of healthcare overhaul that would make abortion a guaranteed healthcare option that tax payers would foot the bill for. It is with a sad heart I see the office of president lowered by the man who occupies it announcing he has no knowledge of an event and then in the next sentence says the police acted stupidly in that situation. The final straw was yesterday’s ‘beer summit’. Our nation is running headlong and full speed into disaster and our president makes a photo-op out of a racial situation he fanned the flames on with the ‘beer summit’. Besides being, in my opinion, an embarrassment to the office of president and the nation, it is not Biblical (Pro. 31:4).
We are the furthest away from the ideals the founding fathers set out for this nation we have ever been. And we are on a fast track to get even farther away very, very fast. A cursory glance at the Constitution will show that this nation was founded on Biblical principles, yet today many would have us to throw them right out with the trash. Contrary to most folk’s idea, this nation wasn’t founded for relief from oppressive taxation but to have the freedom of religion that we are slowly having stripped from us now.
As Christians, we must come together and pray for our nation, its leaders and people. We have to get back to the Instruction Book and Its precepts. And we have to stand up for the godly ways we believe in and let our voices be heard to those that would silence us. If we don’t, I believe it is a only matter of time before we can insert “America” in place of other lands in passages such as today’s:
Amo 2:4 Thus saith the LORD; For three transgressions of Judah, and for four, I will not turn away the punishment thereof; because they have despised the law of the LORD, and have not kept his commandments, and their lies caused them to err, after the which their fathers have walked:
I pray that You will be patient a little while longer with our wretched behavior as a nation. I pray that Your children will stand strong for Your Word and that we will see a revival across this land of people turning from their wickedness and to the Savior.
I received this yesterday shortly after sending out A Stale Reply. It seemed to me that they went kind of hand-in-hand and, therefore, ought to follow it.
After a forest fire in YellowstoneNational Park, forest rangers began their trek up a mountain to assess the inferno’s damage.
One ranger found a bird literally petrified in ashes, perched statuesquely on the ground at the base of a tree. Somewhat sickened by the eerie sight, he knocked over the bird with a stick. When he gently struck it, three tiny chicks scurried from under their dead mother’s wings. The loving mother, keenly aware of impending disaster, had carried her offspring to the base of the tree and had gathered them under her wings, instinctively knowing
that the toxic smoke would rise.
She could have flown to safety but had refused to abandon her babies. Then the blaze had arrived and the heat had scorched her small body, the mother had remained steadfast ..because she had been willing to die, so those under the cover of her wings would live.
Psalm 91:4 He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust: his truth shall be thy shield and buckler.
Being loved this much should make a difference in your life.
Remember the One who loves you, and then be different because of it.
It is rainy and overcast today. This kind of weather makes my bones ache and my mobility even more limited than normal. It would be easy to see today as gray, gross and a waste to me. And in the past that has often been exactly my perception of these types of days. Today I see it differently though.
The Creator of all things is giving His creation the water it needs for life and to thrive. The rainfall will bring greener trees and grass, healthier plants, fruits and vegetables, and provide for animals and men water to drink.
The sight of the rain coming down is pure beauty. Watching the flow of water on the street and from the rooftops is beautiful to behold. To say nothing of seeing it fall from the sky itself.
The sound of the rain falling is music to my ears. The tapping sound the drops make as it hits on the roof and pours down the gutter is like a symphony. The rhythm soothing and calming to my very soul.
What I see today is a loving God making provision for His creation. I see the ultimate Artist showing His amazing work. And I hear the Master Composer playing another of His wonderful masterpieces.
Almost a year ago I posted a question about a tool on the leather guild board that I belong to. Yesterday I received an answer to that question from a lady. It was a pretty lengthy and very informative answer at end of which she wrote that she hoped that the reply hadn’t come too late to help me, “far past the stale date.” She began the email with explaining that the lateness of her reply was due to the death of her daughter about a year ago. After her daughter’s passing, she had dropped most everything, being to her unimportant then, and was now working her way back through old emails and such. I could feel the pain in her response as I read it. I have two children and can not imagine what it would be like to loose one.
This got me to thinking about how God must have felt when He sent His Son to this earth. In His providence, He knew full well when Jesus came to the world what He had in store for Him. And I am made to believe that Jesus from the start also knew what He would go through, the pain, suffering, mocking and death He would die. Jesus suffered and died in our stead, not because He had to but because He wanted to out of His love for us. God sent Him to do this, not because He had to but because He loved us and desired to provide us a way to be reconciled to Himself through the blood of His Son (John 3:16-17, Rev 1:5).
And their sins and iniquities will I remember no more. (Hebrews 10:17)
According to this gracious covenant the Lord treats His people as if they had never sinned. Practically, He forgets all their trespasses. Sins of all kinds He treats as if they had never been, as if they were quite erased from His memory. O miracle of grace! God here doth that which in certain aspects is impossible to Him. His mercy worketh miracles which far transcend all other miracles.
Our God ignores our sin now that the sacrifice of Jesus has ratified the covenant. We may rejoice in Him without fear that He will be provoked to anger against us because of our iniquities. See! He puts us among the children; He accepts us as righteous; He takes delight in us as if we were perfectly holy. He even puts us into places of trust; makes us guardians of His honor, trustees of the crown jewels, stewards of the gospel. He counts us worthy and gives us a ministry; this is the highest and most special proof that He does not remember our sins. Even when we forgive an enemy, we are very slow to trust him; we judge it to be imprudent so to do. But the Lord forgets our sins and treats us as if we had never erred. O my soul, what a promise is this! Believe it and be happy.
Wednesday night is Prayer Service and or Bible Study night at our church. We have some wonderful teachers that give some great lessons on Wednesday nights. I thank God for the teachers and the lessons we are given by Him. But last night turned into something a little different. It was what I’d call a ‘Praise Service’.
The Lord was lifted up in song and word by each one that made it out on that rainy night. The size of the crowd might have been small but the presence of the Spirit was anything but small. The goodness and love of God filled the building and each one present I think, though I can speak only for certain of myself.
The testimonies of God’s wonderful gifts and love He has so graciously blessed us with were so uplifting. He was truly praised and worshipped in spirit and in truth at Gethsemane United Baptist Church last night.
When I speak of the ‘gifts’ He’s given us, I want to be clear: I am not referring to material things. I mean the important things like His guidance, protection, and mostly His Son for the payment of our sin debt to save our wretched souls.
Oh how good and loving and merciful our God is to His own. I feel pity for those that weren’t at the church house last night for what ever reason. I feel badly for those that for one reason or another would have been there if it weren’t for sickness or jobs or the like. And I feel sorry for the ones that chose to miss out on such a blessing that we had last night.
When we truly lift up the Lord in praise and worship Him as we ought to He seems to really make His Holy Spirit felt and known, ever notice that? My God, what a wonderful God you are.
I was studying for the VBS lesson I’ll be giving next week to the adult class at church. During my study time I had a thought on something, a verse I’d read so many times. But today that verse stood out like it never has before, as did the concept that came with it. (No I’m not telling just yet what it was. After all, the class isn’t until next week.)
The point I guess I’m trying to make is this: Though you might have read something many times, I’ve read this a dozen times in the last month probably, you never know when the Holy Spirit will open your heart and mind to something new. So listen up as you read and study, He might have something new for you at any time, any study session.
Today I awoke, just like everyday, to my usual morning routine. I’ll not bore you with the details of it though. It is another ordinary day. But is it really?
I woke up today. I was able to go about doing the things I normally do. I got to enjoy the sounds and sights and smells of God’s wonderful creation from my deck as I do most mornings. I was able to pray and read the Bible a little while. And I am able to write this blog post. All of these things are pretty unextraordinary, or are they?
I am able to do each thing because God, in His mercy, love and generosities, saw fit to allow me to do them. Each day, each action, everything we do are gifts from the Almighty Himself. How often do we take the time to consider that? Probably not often enough.