The Sound of the Shofar!

Praise Him with the sound of the trumpet…  Psalm 150:3

In Bible days what they called trumpets were actually made of ram’s horns which they called a shofar. Specially chosen priests blew the shofars during the reading of certain Psalms. Priests blew their shofars before Jericho’s walls fell down. Shofars blew when the priests called the people to a meeting. The prophets were told to warn the people about sin by blowing a shofar.

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There was a shofar of praise, a shofar of meeting, a shofar of battle and a shofar of warning. God links all these with the sound that one day every man, woman and child will hear.

The Lord Himself will come down from heaven with a commanding shout, with the voice of the arch angel and with the trumpet call of God. 1 Thessalonians 5:17

Imagine when not a priest or even an angel will blow the shofar. The day is coming when God takes Heaven’s shofar, puts it to His lips and blows. The clouds will tear apart, Jesus will come down and we will be caught up to meet Him. That resounding note will be played. In the blink of an eye God’s final shofar will sound and we will meet Him and be with Him forever!

What day is it?

I often ask my friends in the Alzheimer’s Unit. Do you know what day it is today? Then I tell them. “If anybody asks you tell them that This is the day the Lord has made; We will rejoice and be glad in it!” Psalm 118:24

We cannot choose what the day may bring but we can choose to rejoice that God will make of it what is good. Have a blessed day!

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For I Shall Again Praise Him!

Soon the last colors around here will be the blue of the sky and the gray of the bare trees. But today I had to stop the car and run out into a field to capture this bit of blue and green with just a few dabs of the creator’s paintbrush left on our mountains.

Ahead lie months of slush covered roads, gray snow clouds and chilly winds. As if to say, we will be back in full leaf and beautiful again next season, the trees wave good-bye. Maybe King David was feeling down and a little sorry for himself on the day he left us these words. But just as He was headed on that downward spiral of despair and depression he caught a vision of what praise was still to be! For I shall again praise Him!

Why are you cast down, O my soul,
    and why are you in turmoil within me?
Hope in God; for I shall again praise him,
    my salvation and my God  Psalm 42:11 ESV

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