Well, I've gone and done it. I've joined twitter...or however you say it. Subscribed? Followed? Who knows. I sure don't. My children will surely be horrified...but isn't that part of the job of a parent--to humiliate your children?
But they need not fear, as I don't plan to do much, if any, "tweeting." (Is tweet a verb?) Here's why I've decided to jump--in an extremely limited way--on the bandwagon--
Because, as John Piper, says, "I leak."
Yes, yes, me too. Boy, do I leak! Let me explain.
Very early, almost every morning, I have a wonderful, life-infusing, God-fueled encouragement/conviction/worship/perspective-altering/joy-filling/provision-providing time alone with the Lord. (Let me hasten to add here--this has nothing to do with anything I do or deserve in the mornings. Nope, it's all--pure and simple--due to the fact that I have the privilege of meeting the awesome, holy, omnipotent, omniscient, sovereign, all-loving God of the universe in the mornings. Just Him and me. How about that? So, who'd you talk to this morning over coffee? But just want to get one thing straight--it's 100% Him and 0% me.)
But the strange thing is, it never seems to take long before I start leaking all that goodness and grace and glory. I somehow or other forget who I am and Whose I am. By 9:00 in the morning, I can forget to forgive someone...because I've obviously forgotten that my Savior has forgiven me of so much infinitely more and worse than I'm ever called to forgive. By 11:00 in the morning, I find myself fretting and worrying about this or that...because I tend to leak. Forgetful child that I am, I find myself leaking trust and gratitude.
By 1:00 in the afternoon, well mercy, I've leaked and leaked and slowly lost all the patience and wise perspective He'd so lovingly poured into me that very morning. And the result? The littlest thing can cause me to complain and fuss. And by 5:00 p.m., well, just forget about it! How on earth can I love others with full, joyful, and unselfish abandon if I've been slowly forgetting Him and leaking out His love--drip, drip, drip--all day long.
And you know what? That's just our frail, human condition. We leak. Every single one of us. So we need Him; we need His Holy Spirit--hour by hour, moment by moment--reminding us, guiding us, encouraging us in the way we should go and in the way we should think and respond.
The 17th century British author and pastor, William Gurnall, put it this way: "If the provisions were left in our own hands, we would soon be bankrupt merchants. God knows we are weak, like cracked pitchers--if filled to the brim and set aside, the contents would soon leak out. So He puts us under a flowing fountain of His strength and constantly refills us...The Christian ought to rely on divine strength because this plan results in the greatest advancement of God's own glory (Eph.1:4,12) If God had given you a lifetime supply of His grace to begin with and left you to handle your own account, you would have thought Him generous indeed. But He is magnified even more by the open account He sets up in your name. Now you must acknowledge not only that your strength comes from God in the first place, but that you are continually in debt for every withdrawal of strength you make throughout your Christian course."
Amen! I leak, you leak, all God's children leak...but God has given us the priceless gift of His Holy Spirit and His infinite supply of grace and strength sufficient for our every need...moment by moment. We just have to remember to call upon Him. To seek Him. To focus upon Him and draw upon Him and His supernatural power and not our own measly, ever-dwindling efforts.
So back to the beginning--that's where twitter comes in. Just another little means of reminding me. Reminding me of the God of Glory who is fully in control of our every moment, who knows our every tear, and who will provide for our every need. Because He is always, always, always enough.
Yes, we know that...but sometimes during long, hard days, we need to remind one another, don't we? Sometimes a short little sentence here or there from C.S.Lewis or John Piper or Andy Stanley or our pastor or our friend or even our child--that God is there and that He is enough. It's just one leaky, but loving, child of God speaking truth to another leaky one...because we need to encourage one another to go to "the fountain of His strength" and be filled again!
Maybe you needed to hear that good word today? If so, can I be the one to encourage you--His fountain of grace is ever-flowing, ever-sufficient, ever-available. Come and be refilled now. Right now. He's waiting and ready to stop up those leaks and fill you with Himself and the limitless fountain of His grace.
Just thought you might need a little reminding. I know I did. "Come thou Fount of every blessing, tune my heart to sing Thy grace. Streams of mercy, never ceasing, call for songs of loudest praise..."
Thank You, Lord Jesus, for Your ever-flowing Fount of grace and mercy and love and strength. Thank You for reminding us. Thank You for refilling us...again and again. Do it again, Lord.
To God be the glory.
Friday, January 31, 2014
Wednesday, January 29, 2014
The choice to rejoice...and feast
What a treasure, this little book of Philippians, that we are enjoying in Bible study! And a reminder on this fine day in January, with the world about us blanketed by God's remarkable gift of snow, that we daily have the choice--the choice--to rejoice in the Lord...or not.
Isn't there always room for complaining? Isn't fussing and fretting easily our default mode? Go to the store--folks complaining about the snow...or earlier yesterday, the lack of it. Fussing about the cold or the long lines or the school closings or the interruptions and inconveniences of snow or.... You get the drift.
Sadly, so do I. It's all to easy to fall into grumbling or fretting rather than choosing, consciously choosing, to rejoice in the Lord in all things.
Funny, Paul's words here: it's "safe for you" to hear again the admonition to rejoice in the Lord. Why safe? Well, I think it's "safe" because rejoicing guards us against irritability and ingratitude, against discontentment and discouragement. Try worrying and worshipping at the same time. Try ruminating over your woes and rejoicing over your Savior at the same time. Can't be done. Never. It's one or the other.
Rehearse your worries or rejoice in your Worthy Lord. You choose. Only choose well--for one leads to despair and the other to joy.
So a couple of visual reminders of the goodness of God in our lives just the past week or so--
I was reminded of a print we have hanging in our kitchen that some dear friends, the Lestinis, gave us many, many years ago--
Proverbs 15:15--"...he who hath a merry heart hath a continual feast." Or as the ESV puts it "the cheerful of heart has a continual feast." If we choose to have a cheerful heart, then we choose to enjoy a continual feast. And a continually cheerful heart emanates from only One never-failing Source: the Lord Jesus. Choosing to rejoice in Him and His goodness.
And making the choice to rejoice not based on our circumstances, good or bad. Making the choice to rejoice not based upon our health, good or bad. Making the choice to rejoice not based upon our emotions, good or bad.
Nope. Simply choosing to rejoice because our God is infinitely good. Infinitely gracious. Infinitely forgiving. Infinitely powerful. Infinitely holy. Infinitely worthy. And the remarkable thing is--when we choose to rejoice, we choose to feast continually. No matter where. No matter what. Who doesn't love to feast?!
So today, might we all make the choice to rejoice in the Lord...no matter what....and be prepared for the feast!
To God be the glory.
And making the choice to rejoice not based on our circumstances, good or bad. Making the choice to rejoice not based upon our health, good or bad. Making the choice to rejoice not based upon our emotions, good or bad.
Nope. Simply choosing to rejoice because our God is infinitely good. Infinitely gracious. Infinitely forgiving. Infinitely powerful. Infinitely holy. Infinitely worthy. And the remarkable thing is--when we choose to rejoice, we choose to feast continually. No matter where. No matter what. Who doesn't love to feast?!
So today, might we all make the choice to rejoice in the Lord...no matter what....and be prepared for the feast!
To God be the glory.
Monday, January 27, 2014
Waging war alongside our Burden-Bearer
Just this morning, I'm aware of several dear friends who are struggling, facing titanic battles with disease. And there are other dear friends fighting unseen, unrecognized, but just as fiercesome, enemies of discouragement and fear. Father, I know the war they wage is hard...so hard. So arduous, so wearisome. How I wish that we, all those who love them, could bear their burdens--their pain and weakness and worry--and carry it for them for a while.
Lord, we cannot...but You can. Right this moment, would You--our Burden-Bearer, our Sustainer, and our Redeemer--give them Your strength in the midst of their battles. We ask that You provide each of them a vision of You this day; might they know and see You fighting alongside them, with them, and for them in this long siege.
In my Daily Light, I've saved an index card with some verses from Ps.55 that was given to me by my dear friend, Holly, when Janie was in the midst of her own battle with traumatic brain injury. I keep that card not just as reminder of God's forever faithfulness and His priceless gift of the body of Christ, but also as a call to arms. A daily call to arms to wage war in prayer for those we know and love as they fight their own battles against disease or despair. O Lord, might they know that they are not alone! That not only will You never ever leave them nor forsake them (Dt.31:6), but also that they have an army even now who love them and are praying unceasingly for them.
"But we call to God, and the Lord saves Rebecca and Kyle and Bill and____; Evening, morning, and noon we cry out in distress, and He hears our voice. He ransoms Rebecca and Kyle and Bill and ______ unharmed from the battle waged against them." (Ps.55:16-18)
Thank You, Father, for the unutterable privilege of prayer...and for the gift of praying for those we love...knowing that You hear our every sigh, see our every tear, and understand our every fear. And thank You, Abba, for the joyous promise that one day, one glorious day, all this sighing and struggling and crying will all be behind us. "But our citizenship is in heaven, and from it we await a Savior, the Lord Jesus Christ, who will transform our lowly body to be like His glorious body, by the power that enables Him even to subject all things to Himself."
Thank You thank You thank You, Lord Jesus, that even now You are in the transformation, redemption, and resurrection business...with our weak, lowly, disease-prone bodies and with our hearts and minds as well. We place our trust in You, for You have promised that though we will have trouble in this world, You have overcome the world (John 16:33)...and because You have, we will too.
To God--our Burden-Bearer, Redeemer, and Restorer--be all the glory.
Lord, we cannot...but You can. Right this moment, would You--our Burden-Bearer, our Sustainer, and our Redeemer--give them Your strength in the midst of their battles. We ask that You provide each of them a vision of You this day; might they know and see You fighting alongside them, with them, and for them in this long siege.
In my Daily Light, I've saved an index card with some verses from Ps.55 that was given to me by my dear friend, Holly, when Janie was in the midst of her own battle with traumatic brain injury. I keep that card not just as reminder of God's forever faithfulness and His priceless gift of the body of Christ, but also as a call to arms. A daily call to arms to wage war in prayer for those we know and love as they fight their own battles against disease or despair. O Lord, might they know that they are not alone! That not only will You never ever leave them nor forsake them (Dt.31:6), but also that they have an army even now who love them and are praying unceasingly for them.
"But we call to God, and the Lord saves Rebecca and Kyle and Bill and____; Evening, morning, and noon we cry out in distress, and He hears our voice. He ransoms Rebecca and Kyle and Bill and ______ unharmed from the battle waged against them." (Ps.55:16-18)
Thank You, Father, for the unutterable privilege of prayer...and for the gift of praying for those we love...knowing that You hear our every sigh, see our every tear, and understand our every fear. And thank You, Abba, for the joyous promise that one day, one glorious day, all this sighing and struggling and crying will all be behind us. "But our citizenship is in heaven, and from it we await a Savior, the Lord Jesus Christ, who will transform our lowly body to be like His glorious body, by the power that enables Him even to subject all things to Himself."
Thank You thank You thank You, Lord Jesus, that even now You are in the transformation, redemption, and resurrection business...with our weak, lowly, disease-prone bodies and with our hearts and minds as well. We place our trust in You, for You have promised that though we will have trouble in this world, You have overcome the world (John 16:33)...and because You have, we will too.
To God--our Burden-Bearer, Redeemer, and Restorer--be all the glory.
Saturday, January 25, 2014
Watching our weekend thoughts
A view from the greenway bridge early this morning on a cold walk with Bingley--
Gee whiz.
Funny, as Bingley and I began our walk, yours truly was in a bit of a grumpy mood...dreading the frigid air and wishing I were sitting in front of a hot fire with a good book. Unfortunately, that program doesn't work with an active puppy. Sigh.
So out we trudged...or at least I trudged. Bingley fairly danced with delight as he seems to relish the cold weather.
But when we arrived at the greenway, the dawn greeted us with a spectacular sunrise--hot pinks gradually transformed into neon oranges and eventually faded to warm yellows. As we crossed the bridge, I stood slack-jawed at the beauty and had to take a quick picture. Who would have thought such a foreboding winter's dawn could yield such beauty, such wonder? And how many people were awake early enough to witness God's light show? Probably not all that many--yet our relentlessly gracious Lord seems to simply enjoy creating glory for glory's sake. Thank You, Father.
And forgive me for my initially crummy attitude! Before setting even one foot outside this morning, I had allowed my mind to be filled with dread and negative thoughts about yet another day of frigid cold. "Where are we living--Siberia?" I griped to myself. Not a great way to begin your day.
Our thoughts are so important, aren't they? Wherever we allow our thoughts to run--positive or negative--our attitudes and actions will inevitably follow. As Marcus Aurelius declared "Such as are your habitual thoughts, such also will be the character of your mind; for the soul is dyed by the thoughts."
That's why God's Word admonishes to think rightly. Because the content of our thinking determines the character of our living. And we have the choice as to what we will dwell upon in our thoughts. Here's what God urges us to think about--
"Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is commendable, if there is any excellence, if there is anything worthy of praise, think about these things." (Phil.4:8)
If we think about the mistakes or failures of others (or of ourselves), if we dwell upon what we lack or dislike, if we focus upon the debris of gossip or greed or guilt...we will find our characters stained by irritability, discontentment, worry, ingratitude...and sin. But if we will choose to dwell upon those things that God prompts--that which is pure or honorable or true or excellent--well, we'll discover contentment, peace, hope, and joy welling up from within...even on frigid January days!
So on this cold weekend, might we remember to guard our thoughts and choose to focus upon that which the Lord encourages--the good, the lovely, the praiseworthy. And who knows...in the process we might just get to see a touch of God's glory!
To God be the glory.
Funny, as Bingley and I began our walk, yours truly was in a bit of a grumpy mood...dreading the frigid air and wishing I were sitting in front of a hot fire with a good book. Unfortunately, that program doesn't work with an active puppy. Sigh.
So out we trudged...or at least I trudged. Bingley fairly danced with delight as he seems to relish the cold weather.
But when we arrived at the greenway, the dawn greeted us with a spectacular sunrise--hot pinks gradually transformed into neon oranges and eventually faded to warm yellows. As we crossed the bridge, I stood slack-jawed at the beauty and had to take a quick picture. Who would have thought such a foreboding winter's dawn could yield such beauty, such wonder? And how many people were awake early enough to witness God's light show? Probably not all that many--yet our relentlessly gracious Lord seems to simply enjoy creating glory for glory's sake. Thank You, Father.
And forgive me for my initially crummy attitude! Before setting even one foot outside this morning, I had allowed my mind to be filled with dread and negative thoughts about yet another day of frigid cold. "Where are we living--Siberia?" I griped to myself. Not a great way to begin your day.
Our thoughts are so important, aren't they? Wherever we allow our thoughts to run--positive or negative--our attitudes and actions will inevitably follow. As Marcus Aurelius declared "Such as are your habitual thoughts, such also will be the character of your mind; for the soul is dyed by the thoughts."
That's why God's Word admonishes to think rightly. Because the content of our thinking determines the character of our living. And we have the choice as to what we will dwell upon in our thoughts. Here's what God urges us to think about--
"Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is commendable, if there is any excellence, if there is anything worthy of praise, think about these things." (Phil.4:8)
If we think about the mistakes or failures of others (or of ourselves), if we dwell upon what we lack or dislike, if we focus upon the debris of gossip or greed or guilt...we will find our characters stained by irritability, discontentment, worry, ingratitude...and sin. But if we will choose to dwell upon those things that God prompts--that which is pure or honorable or true or excellent--well, we'll discover contentment, peace, hope, and joy welling up from within...even on frigid January days!
So on this cold weekend, might we remember to guard our thoughts and choose to focus upon that which the Lord encourages--the good, the lovely, the praiseworthy. And who knows...in the process we might just get to see a touch of God's glory!
To God be the glory.
Friday, January 24, 2014
Out-rejoiced by a dog?
And you know what? I think the apostle Paul would like Bingley a lot too. You see, Mr. Bingley's got "Rejoice in the Lord, always; again, I will say rejoice!" (Phil.4:4) down pat....especially when food, another dog, or any member of the human species is involved.
Boy, how many times have I said it, but there's nothing like a dog--always so happy to see you, always thrilled to simply be with you, and always grateful for whatever you give them--whether time, toys, attention, or anything edible. Clearly, God put Bingley--with his enormous appreciation for a good meal--in the right family.
Okay, I know, I know. Dogs can't rejoice "in the Lord." God only gives that privilege to us humans. But dogs sure can teach us something about thankfulness and rejoicing, can't they?
You leave the house for 10 minutes to run to Target, and when you return, it's time for a happy dance! "Oh," you can almost hear your dog saying, "I've missed you soooooo much! I'm so glad you're home! I love it when you're home! And I love those shoes...maybe I can chew on them a little later and loosen them up for you. Or we could get something to eat--wouldn't that be fun?! Oh, you're home...I'm so happy, happy, happy!"
Yep, dogs know a little something about rejoicing and gratitude, and here's what I'm thinking: Heavenly Father, don't let a puppy out-rejoice us!
Seriously, might we be quick to rejoice in all things and in all ways for we know that come what may, our Lord reigns and His love for us has no limitations or no conditions. Surely we're not going to allow a bunch of dogs to outdo us when it comes to rejoicing and thanking?!
This day, just this day, Father, You have graciously given us so much! You've provided us with another day of breathing lungs to speak of Your goodness. Walking feet to go where You tell us. Tasting tongues to enjoy the delicious bounty of foods You've provided. Hearing ears to listen to and enjoy the voices of those we love. Seeing eyes to behold this wondrous creation all about us. Thinking minds to consider all You are and all You have done. Beating hearts to expend in love, love, and more love for those You've placed in our lives and for You, our Heavenly Daddy.
And most of all, we have You, Lord Jesus...and Your gift of eternal life for all who believe in You by faith.
No, our lives might not be perfect, not this side of heaven..but Lord, You are perfect. We rejoice not in our ideal circumstances but in our ever-faithful, ever-loving, ever-forgiving, and everlasting God. In Him, we can rest...and rise up rejoicing. For in Him, we always have infinite reason for rejoicing.
So it's about time for Bingley and me to get going...but by the grace of God, we'll be rejoicing throughout this day. And we're trusting that if God gives us tomorrow, He'll give us the grace to rejoice in Him tomorrow as well.
To God be the glory.
Wednesday, January 22, 2014
When not much snow falls...
I awoke this early this morning anticipating several inches of snow--and a day full of happy sledding, snowman building, snowcream making, and fire building...at least for the kids. I was trying not to think about all the wet floors, wet puppy, and wet clothes...with our old dryer hopefully holding out for several days of active duty. We were ready--lots of the obligatory bread and milk from the grocery store. Not sure why we always have to have those two items--it's not like we plan to eat mild-soaked bread all day--but thankfully we do have a good store of chocolate as well, so we're good.
"Unfortunately" (of course, that all depends on your point of view here), there's just a light dusting of snow. Now, our children will surely be mighty disappointed--and truth be told, I am too...at least a teeny, tiny little bit--but still, I can't hide my relief that we didn't get socked with a heavy snow that would necessitate days and days of mess and muck and make-up days for school over spring break. Sorry to be such a curmudgeon, but there you have it.
But I was just reading Paul's words in Philippians 3: "Not that I have already obtained this or am already perfect, but I press on to make it my own, because Christ Jesus has made me His own. Brothers, I do not consider that I have made it my own. But one thing I do: forgetting what lies behind and straining forward to what lies ahead, I press on toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus." (Phil.3:12-14)
I couldn't help but think of how many of us are paralyzed by our past--by our past failures, our past shame, our past guilt...or sometimes even our past successes that we fear we can never again match. And then there's all those past disappointed expectations--we think or hope that we (or someone we love, perhaps) will do or be better tomorrow. But when tomorrow comes...there's nothing but a light dusting of snow and all those expectations are shattered yet again.
That's simply no way to live! No, not with Christ!
For in Him, we are to forget what lies behind and strain toward what lies ahead. Paul tells us to keep pressing forward in Christ. I love something I read recently that said we need to cultivate the discplines of focus, forgetting, and following. The discipline of focusing on that one goal--that "one thing I do"--and that's focusing upon Christ and upon our ultimate destiny of heaven. Focusing upon Him in His Word and seeking to keep our focus fixed upon Him like a laser.
And then cultivating the discipline of forgetting--refusing to allow our minds to dwell upon either past failures or successes. Sure, we choose to remember God's faithfulness to us in the past and rejoice in His goodness, but we refuse to dwell upon our failures. Focus on God and not ourselves. Remember--and rejoice in--God and not ourselves and our mess-ups. The past can paralyze us and rob us of all the joy God has for us in the present.
Forget the past--it's done. "This is the day that the Lord has made. Let us rejoice and be glad in it!" (Ps.118:24) God's given us today--rejoice and be glad in it...even if there's just a dusting of snow!
And finally the discipline of following. Follow hard after the Lord Jesus. The only way we can follow is to daily--no matter what--delve into His Word. Think of it--we get to listen to whatever the God of the universe has for us today! The Almighty Lord wants to have breakfast with us and feed us from His supernatural supply so we can follow Him and live this day with joy and hope and power. We have the choice today whether or not to eat of His nourishing manna...and if we do, He will sustain and strengthen us as we follow Him through whatever this day brings--snow or no snow. Wet floors and boots and puppies or not.
So Lord, we're ready. Focusing on the goal, forgetting the past, and following hard after You. Bring it on! To God be the glory.
"Unfortunately" (of course, that all depends on your point of view here), there's just a light dusting of snow. Now, our children will surely be mighty disappointed--and truth be told, I am too...at least a teeny, tiny little bit--but still, I can't hide my relief that we didn't get socked with a heavy snow that would necessitate days and days of mess and muck and make-up days for school over spring break. Sorry to be such a curmudgeon, but there you have it.
But I was just reading Paul's words in Philippians 3: "Not that I have already obtained this or am already perfect, but I press on to make it my own, because Christ Jesus has made me His own. Brothers, I do not consider that I have made it my own. But one thing I do: forgetting what lies behind and straining forward to what lies ahead, I press on toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus." (Phil.3:12-14)
I couldn't help but think of how many of us are paralyzed by our past--by our past failures, our past shame, our past guilt...or sometimes even our past successes that we fear we can never again match. And then there's all those past disappointed expectations--we think or hope that we (or someone we love, perhaps) will do or be better tomorrow. But when tomorrow comes...there's nothing but a light dusting of snow and all those expectations are shattered yet again.
That's simply no way to live! No, not with Christ!
For in Him, we are to forget what lies behind and strain toward what lies ahead. Paul tells us to keep pressing forward in Christ. I love something I read recently that said we need to cultivate the discplines of focus, forgetting, and following. The discipline of focusing on that one goal--that "one thing I do"--and that's focusing upon Christ and upon our ultimate destiny of heaven. Focusing upon Him in His Word and seeking to keep our focus fixed upon Him like a laser.
And then cultivating the discipline of forgetting--refusing to allow our minds to dwell upon either past failures or successes. Sure, we choose to remember God's faithfulness to us in the past and rejoice in His goodness, but we refuse to dwell upon our failures. Focus on God and not ourselves. Remember--and rejoice in--God and not ourselves and our mess-ups. The past can paralyze us and rob us of all the joy God has for us in the present.
Forget the past--it's done. "This is the day that the Lord has made. Let us rejoice and be glad in it!" (Ps.118:24) God's given us today--rejoice and be glad in it...even if there's just a dusting of snow!
And finally the discipline of following. Follow hard after the Lord Jesus. The only way we can follow is to daily--no matter what--delve into His Word. Think of it--we get to listen to whatever the God of the universe has for us today! The Almighty Lord wants to have breakfast with us and feed us from His supernatural supply so we can follow Him and live this day with joy and hope and power. We have the choice today whether or not to eat of His nourishing manna...and if we do, He will sustain and strengthen us as we follow Him through whatever this day brings--snow or no snow. Wet floors and boots and puppies or not.
So Lord, we're ready. Focusing on the goal, forgetting the past, and following hard after You. Bring it on! To God be the glory.
Monday, January 20, 2014
Always and forever faithful!
There's a mountain of laundry--and I mean that literally--that needs folding. Sigh. But somehow I know that laundry can wait for just a few minutes while I reminiscence about the goodness and greatness of our Lord this past weekend. Every prayer answered immeasurably more than all we could ask or imagine! (Ephesians 3:20)
Folks have sent me a number of photos, so this is just a tiny smattering...but wanted to remember and rejoice in God's faithfulness--
The girls getting ready before the wedding. What wonderful young women--O Lord, there's nothing like dear friends!
"Oh, taste and see that the Lord is good! Blessed is the man who takes refuge in Him." Ps.34:8
After the ceremony, all the wedding party having a blast--even though it was coooooold outside--
Just a few little reminders of God's faithfulness and goodness...to one little couple and their family and friends...on one little night in January...in one little city. God's faithfulness to just one...
But consider--God does this over and over and over again to countless millions and millions of folks...in countless places...and in countless ages...all over this globe. He knows the names, understands the hearts, and sees the hopes and dreams of every single one of His beloved children...and God loves each one of His own individually, infinitely, and perfectly. He plays no favorites--we are all the apple of His eye, and He is always and forever faithful; always and forever good and gracious. What a Lord! What a Daddy!
Thank You, Father. To God be the glory.
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