My life is lived by faith…not blind faith, but supernatural faith. It works for me. Faith means much to many people and means nothing to others.
There are many examples of faith throughout the Bible and chapter one of Hebrews is a great example.
This came to me from the book, Hinds’ Feet on High Places by Hannah Hurnard:
“Faith has nothing to do with intellectual belief. Faith is obedience. Faith and abandonment to God’s will and power are inseparable. Faith is willingness to do God’s will. Unwillingness to abandon one’s own will and to obey God is unbelief.”
Because I believe, my life is lived by faith.
It came up in a Bible study…”What does the word ‘glory’ mean to you? I wasn’t there, but when told about the question my mind immediately went into overdrive about this word ‘glory’.
My first thought was that glory is a word of profound beauty…as in the morning glory flowers that adorn so many garden arbors. That led me to think of the term, “Give God the glory”. It is a phrase used when something wonderful and beautiful takes place and in Christian parlance we refer it back to God.
When I think of God and blooming morning glories, adoration comes to mind. I adore them both…God more so.
I’ll leave you to ponder this word and the glory it brings to mind. Have a glorious day. Happy Sunday.
For the last three Sundays, our church, St. Andrew’s Scarborough, has had the privilege of meeting Biblical folk practically face to face.
First it was Peter. He stepped out of the pages of the Bible and spoke to us through Pastor Duncan. He told of his life as a disciple of Jesus and what it was like to be in the company of this amazing man for the three years of his ministry on earth.
The following Sunday we met Mary Magdalene, speaking to us through Pastor Monica. She also told us about how much she had learned and profited from knowing Jesus.
Then, we met Lazarus. What a story he had to tell…what it was like to die and then be called back to life by his best friend, this very same Jesus.
Today we meet the High Priest, Caiaphas. Caiaphas presided over the Sanhedrin, the highest court of the Jewish people, and organized the plot to kill Jesus. I’m looking forward to hearing what he has to say for himself. Happy Sunday
These insights come from different issues of Our Daily Bread magazines and make good pondering.
The actual words and thoughts of God are revealed in the Bible. Don’t just read them and repeat them; think them, feel them, ask the Lord to clarify them, to make them a part of your experience and teach you.
Second Timothy 3:16 and Peter 1:19-21 are two key passages that tell us the Bible is the inspired Word of God. The human writers of the Bible were not afraid to acknowledge that what they spoke or wrote was given to them by God (Ex. 34:27; Acts 3:18; Heb. 1:1) through the Holy Spirit (2 Peter 1:21). The Lord Jesus affirmed that it is the Spirit who is the author of Scripture (Matt.22:43; Mark 12:36).
It is evening time on August 13th and I am looking at a beautiful rainbow as I write this. It reminds me of a time when I gave a book of children’s Bible stories to a little girl many years ago.
The child saw the story of Noah’s Ark and the accompanying picture of people, including children, drowning in the great flood of Genesis 7. This story had a devastating effect on the little girl and I’m sure turned her mind totally away from anything to do with God.
Unfortunately, the story was never satisfactorily explained to her nor the meaning of the rainbow that followed in Genesis 9:13, I have set my rainbow in the clouds, and it will be the sign of the covenant between me and the earth.
This was God’s promise to Noah, and all of us, that He would never again do such a destructive thing to His people.
I’ve never been sure whether the flood story is allegory or not, but one thing I am sure of is that it’s effect on one little girl has haunted me since the day I was made aware of her great fear and apprehension.
Just as the rainbow of thousands of years ago was meant to be an apology from God to His people, this evening’s rainbow reminds me that because of a cruelly depicted story, a young child may have grown up to be an unbeliever…and for this I am truly sorry.
I pray that there has been enough evidence over the years of a God who loves her unconditionally and will continue to do so for the rest of her life.
This is my rainbow apology to that little girl.
I know a lady whose husband often spoke those words to her, “I love spending time with you.”
It made me think of how God longs to hear those words from us.
Can we bring ourselves to not only say those words to Him and mean them, but also spend some time with Him every day? Happy Sunday.
Isaiah 30:18 New Living Translation (NLT)
Blessings for the Lord’s People
18 So the Lord must wait for you to come to him
so he can show you his love and compassion.
For the Lord is a faithful God.
Blessed are those who wait for his help.
This is a tribute to yet another of our St. Andrew’s members who took up residence in Heaven a week ago today.
Barbara was a quiet, unassuming lady in her early seventies who loved to praise the Lord and ride her bike. Winter, Spring, Summer or Fall would see her pedaling away whether to Church, Bible study, supermarket, or wherever a need would take her.
Barbara loved her Lord with all her heart and would never let an opportunity go by without striking up a conversation about Him with someone, stranger or not. She was not eloquent by any means but humbly shared the Gospel with whoever would take time to lend her an ear…and many did. And she knew her stuff. Her Bible was a well-worn Gideon of years gone by and I’m sure she knew most of it by heart.
What we’ll miss mostly about Barbara is her fervent, “Praise The Lord” whenever our choir closed the final chords of a Sunday anthem. Some were not in favor of her outbursts but most of us considered where they came from…a heart filled with passion for her Jesus. I for one was happy that our anthems could move her to render outspoken praise. But perhaps she was moved even more by Psalm 134:2 – Lift up your hands in the sanctuary and praise the LORD.
Whether or not Barbara is pedaling away on Heaven’s gold-paved streets or resting in the arms of her dearly departed husband, George, I just want to say, “Barbara, continue to Praise the Lord and ride your bike.” And have a happy Saturday.