Month: August 2024

From the Rising of the Sun

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From the rising of the sun to the place where it sets, the name of the Lord is to be praised. Psalm 113:3

Years ago, we had a chorus that used this Psalm. I never stopped to think much about what this meant when we sang the words. I had always just thought that we simply needed to praise God all day long, every day. Then the Holy Spirit began to show me a picture of my life. God has given each of us an amazing chance in life, no matter how long or how short it is to be. From our earliest days when we just begin to speak, we can begin to praise the name of the Lord. He can be precious to us, or we can choose to neglect him. Jesus continues calling us, as our sun rises and strengthens to noonday and even to the evening shadows. Some of us come in the morning; some come in the early afternoon and some not until our sun is starting to set. God is always looking for the opportunity to enter into our life. He wants to come and give us life for however many moments we have.His name is still to be praised wherever we are. God is delighted with early morning praise formed on the lips of children. God is honored by praise that rises from excited young people and God is lovingly receives quieter praise from the hearts of runners with tired legs, who are nearing the end of the race. God’s name is always to be praised. From the rising of the sun to the place where it sets, the Name of the Lord is to be praised!

Stopping in our Tracks

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 And he fell on his face at Jesus' feet, giving him thanks. Now he was a Samaritan.  Luke 17:16 ESV

On our recent trip, one morning, I noticed that, instead of being thankful, I was doing a lot of complaining. My bed was too hard, (but it was clean): the air conditioner was too loud (But it worked well), the breakfast served at the hotel was skimpy, (But someone had come in at 5 AM to prepare it for me). I asked God to forgive my ungrateful attitude and began recalling the many times when Jesus gave thanks. He thanked God, for the five loaves and two fish, before they were multiplied. He thanked God for always hearing His prayers before Lazarus was raised from the dead. Even on, “The night when He was betrayed,” Jesus took bread and gave thanks. So ashamed of my own petty griping, I wondered how I could become grateful like Him. But as asked for forgiveness, God began to show me that “Giving thanks” was not something He was asking me to feel, rather it was an action that He expected me to do.

God wants us to have the thankfulness of the man in today’s verse. This guy was nobody special. He was simply just one of ten lepers, who came to Jesus for healing. All ten of them looked to God for help. All of them, prayed, asking for mercy, all of them obeyed what Jesus told them to do, and all of them were joyful when they saw that they had been healed. But the Samaritan was unique because he stopped in his tracks and returned to give thanks. If we are to learn gratitude, we need to do the same. Instead of trying hard to work up a grateful feeling, we need to just stop in the tracks of our fussing and moaning, come back to Jesus, and simply give Him thanks!

His Plans

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The last two weeks as we traveled North for the memorial service for our daughter -in-law have passed with a blur of hotels, phone calls, long days on the road and exhaustion. But the last several days we were blessed to be invited to rest at the lake house of our friends. I had visions of sitting out on the water, just thinking and being alone, but God surprised us with a 100-year flood, and we ended up in the house doing puzzles and just talking, drinking tea and sharing memories. Those moments I tried to capture with the words of a short poem, that I hoped might be a blessing to somebody today. 

His Plans / My Plans

 For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Jeremiah 29:11 NIV

My plan was for quiet walks
To think long thoughts of sorrows
His was for me to be with friends
To talk about tomorrows

I planned for fishing on the lake
With quiet sunny weather
But He sent thunderstorms and floods
That shut us in together

He planned for me to stand and trust
Though I tried to run and hide
 And while I wrestled in the dark
He drew me to His side.

His Plans / My Plans
by Peter Caligiuri
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