Is there anything quite as thrilling as the sight of a good harvest?!!
Imagine if the harvest was ready and no one came to gather it
but let it perish in the field!!
Yesterday, we gathered to pay final respects to a dear aunt.
Don't you agree there is no place on earth as solemn as the graveyard
where we come face to face with the end of all (brevity of) life.
and surely are compelled to evaluate our own lives
...and souls?!
Between each of us and God is a reconciliation that needs to happen
before our best lives can be lived;
Our lives surrendered to He who gave His life for us!
We are all given a free will!
What we do with that free will
determines the rest.
Yesterday's powerful devotion re-challenged my own
(and how is it possible that being a living sacrifice
bears the best life of true joy and peace?!)
This is a very sacred between God-and-each-soul discovery!
It seems so very small; invisible to sight
But it can set an obstacle twixt me and God's delight
It masquerades as wise, but is foolish and vile
It rules a fickle roost with eyes and unrepentant guile
It lurks beneath the part that appears commonplace
The habiliment of the heart; scrubbed hands and polished face
It goes from here to there, clad in desire's veneer
It mimics the motions of prayer, but without ears to hear
It strains toward a goad that pleaseth mortal plan
It takes the 'reliable road' that 'seemeth right to man'
It forfeits faith for fear, and God for human skill
It is the sad and sorry sphere of my unbroken will
Lord, because You forgive each sin that I confess
I do, once more renewed to live a life of faithfulness
...because at Calvary You suffered pardon's price
Lord, with redeemed love help me be a living sacrifice
And should some stubborn streak seek to resist Your Will
Lord, grant me ears to hear You speak, until my voice is still
Until my true delight is in Your perfect law
And what/Who I fought with all my might turns desire to awe
Ah, holy tug-of-war, till body and soul yield
To He who alone fits us for the mission in His field
Janet Martin
All a man’s ways seem right to him,
but the LORD weighs the heart.
to abstain from the desires of the flesh,
which war against your soul.
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