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"I will worship toward thy holy
temple,
and praise thy name for thy
loving-kindness
and for thy truth:
for thou hast magnified thy word above all
thy name."
Psalm
138:2
Enter In With Thanksgiving
I
live out in the country. Adjacent to our
property, there is an old, old barn. Some
might call it "picturesque," but with its
rusty hinges eroded by time and its weathered
leaning door, it is only a sad reminder of how
temporary things of life really are.
Whoever built this old barn will not pass this
way again. The things which were important to
them are now only memories. The days of work
and worry around that old barn are long past.
Life does not wait, and in its passing,
"things" are left to rust and decay.
God has given us the means to correct this
mistake of human weakness if we would only
recognize it. He has given us "Sunday" in
which to gather with those who share the dream
of eternity with us ~ a time for reminding one
another of things which do not ever swing on
rusty hinges nor erode with time. He has
offered us a constant audience with Him in
prayer ~ a moment-by-moment opportunity to
leave the temporary for the eternal.
Won't you enter His house with "thanksgiving"
and "praise" this morning, for the doors which
open for us to things which "moth and rust"
cannot corrupt?
"Lord Dictated
Them"
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