This is from the book Celebration of Discipline by Richard J. Foster
Human beings seem to have a perpetual tendency to have somebody else talk to God for them. We are content to have the message second hand. One of Israel’s fatal mistakes was their insistence upon having a human king rather than resting in the theocratic rule of God over them. We can detect a note of sadness in the word of the Lord, “They have rejected me from being king over them” (1 Sam. 8:7). The history of history of religion is the story of an almost desperate scramble to have a king, a mediator, a priest, a pastor, a go-between. In this way we do not need to go to God ourselves. Such an approach saves us from the need to change, for to be in the presence of God is to change.
Right now there is someone who is fighting going to the Lord. They are in fear. They fear the answer, they fear no answer. They fear how they will look when they approach the Lord. If only that person could see the love of God. If that person understood the truth of the word that says I will never leave you or forsake you. I pray for that person. I pray.
Proverbs 17:22
A joyful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones.
I have become a little older since I saw you last, and a few changes have come into my life since then. Frankly, I become quite a frivolous old gal. I am seeing five gentleman every day.
As soon as I wake up, Will Power helps me get out of bed. Then I go to see John. Then Charlie Horse comes along, and when he is here he takes a lot of my time and attention. When he leaves Arthur Ritis shows up and stays the rest of the day. He doesn’t like to stay in one place very long, so he takes me from joint to joint. After such a busy day I’m really tired and glad to go to bed with Ben Gay. What a life!
P.S. The preacher came to call the other day. He said at my age I should be thinking about the hearafter. I told him, “Oh, I do all the time. No matter where I am–in the parlor, upstairs, in the kitchen, or down in the basement–I ask myself what am I here after?”
Micah 6:1
Hear ye now what the LORD saith; Arise, contend thou before the mountains, and let the hills hear thy voice.
Prodigal: It is one of the reasons, but there are many more.
This is from The Magnificent Defeat by Frederick Buechner
The love for equals is a human thing–of friend for friend, brother for brother. It is to love what is loving and lovely. The world smiles. The love for the less fortunate is a beautiful thing–the love for those who suffer, for those who are poor, the sick, the failures, the unlovely. This is compassion, and it touches the heart of the world. The love for the more fortunate is a rare thing–to love those who succeed were we fail, to rejoice without envy with those who rejoice, the love of the poor for the rich, of the black man for the white man. The world is always bewildered by its saints. And then there is the love for the enemy–love for the one who does not love you but mocks, threatens, and inflicts pain. The tortured’s love for the torturer. This is God’s love. It conquers the world.
By faith Enoch was translated that he should not see death; and was not found, because God had translated him: for before his translation he had this testimony, that he pleased God. Hebrews 11:5 (KJV)
Prodigal: It is getting closer to Christmas and a time to share love.
This is from the book No Man Is an Island by Thomas Merton
True happiness is found in unselfish love, a love which increases in proportion as it is shared. There is no end to the sharing of love, and, therefore, the potential happiness of such love is without limit. Infinite sharing is the law of God’s inner life. He has made the sharing of ourselves the law of our own being, so that it is in loving others that we best love ourselves.
He made a way to his anger; he spared not their soul from death, but gave their life over to the pestilence; Psalm 78:50 (KJV)
This is from The Strong Family by Charles Swindoll
When family members maintain a sincere fear of God, something wonderful occurs within the ranks. Self-made pride and presumption continue to decrease as a fear of God increases. Don’t misunderstand. By “fear of God” I do not mean fright….feeling uneasy and afraid in His presence. The right kind of fear is reverence for His holy name, a wholesome respect for His sovereign will, holding Him in highest regard. It is ever present realization that God is the Almighty, Holy God. It is remembering (in today’s terms) that He doesn’t mess around. He means what He says. We respect Him too much to disregard His ways or disobey His will.
Be ye not as the horse, or as the mule, which have no understanding: whose mouth must be held in with bit and bridle, lest they come near unto thee. Psalm 32:9 (KJV)