March 6
"From everyone who has been given much, much will be demanded; and from the one
who has been entrusted with much, much more will be asked" Luke 12:48; "So then,
each of us will give an account of himself to God" Romans 14:12.
We weren't born to fritter away these grand lives. One of the most beautiful narratives in
the Bible is the poignant story of Mary and the alabaster box (John 12:3). Jesus gave Mary
a new life; she was born again to The Way of love and sacrifice and devotion, and what
better way to show it than by anointing her Savior. Jesus took a consumed life and
conserved it. He charted a new reality for Mary, His reality wherein is Truth and Life.
For this she anointed Him with gratitude and submission.
And shouldn't we all? Has He done any less for us? We have been given much, much more,
too, for He has charted our reality, as well. What He has given us in talents and
possessions isn't important. What we do with what we have is crucial. God doesn't waste
His irreplaceable time on worthless materials. "Before I formed you in the womb I
knew you, before you were born I set you apart..." Jeremiah 1:5. Knowing this should
encourage us to be humble and it should help motivate us to live worthier lives.
Contrary to common opinion, privilege doesn't have ranks, whether it is physical, mental,
or spiritual privilege; rather, it has responsibilities. Above all, we are responsible for
and to each other. "Our world at the present time is largely directed by criminally
irresponsible adventurers and cynical and complacent men who have grown old in the ways of
self interest. Unless their place is taken by men of understanding and humility, whose
guiding principle is love, the world of man is doomed. The life of every human being is a
part of our own, for we are involved in mankind. Each one of us is responsible for the
other. It was Dostoyevski who said, `Each of us is responsible for everything to everyone
else.' That is what we now know. It is up to us to do something with that knowledge."
Ashley Montagu, On Being Human. "Where is [our] brother...?" Genesis 4:9.
Pat Nordman ©
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"Before destruction the heart of man is haughty." - Proverbs 18:12
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"Ye must be born again." - John 3:7 |
Pride is as safely the sign of destruction as the change of mercury in the weather-glass is the sign of rain; and far more infallibly so than that. |
This great work is supernatural. It is not an operation which a man performs for himself: a new principle is infused, which works in the heart, renews the soul, and affects the entire man. |
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As yet I do not have enough pages finished for each day of this wonderful season of lent. Pages will appear here sporadically through the Lenten season.
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Grandma's Shoes
When I was very little
All the Grandmas that I knew
Were wearing the same kind
Of ugly grandma shoes..
You know the kind I mean..
Clunky heeled, black, lace-up kind,
They just looked so very awful,
That it weighed upon my mind,
For I knew, when I grew old .
I'd have to wear those shoes,
I'd think of that, from time to time
It seemed like such bad news.
I never was a rebel,
I wore saddle shoes to school,
And next came ballerinas
Then the sandals, pretty cool.
And then came spikes with pointed toes
Then platforms, very tall,
As each new fashion came along
I wore them, one and all.
But always, in the distance,
Looming in my future, there,
Was that awful pair of ugly shoes,
The kind that Grandmas wear.
I eventually got married
And then I became a Mom
Our kids grew up and left,
And when their children came along,
I knew I was a Grandma A
nd the time was drawing near
When those chunky, black, old lace up shoes
Was what I'd have to wear.
How would I do my gardening
Or take my morning hike?
I couldn't even think about
How I would ride my bike!
But fashions kept evolving
And one day I realized
That the shape of things to come
Was changing, right before my eyes.
And now, when I go shopping
What I see, fills me with glee
For, in my jeans and Reeboks
I'm as comfy as can be.
And I look at all these little girls
And there, upon their feet
Are chunky, black, old Grandma shoes,
And I really think that's neat.
Kit http://www.flash.net/~kitski
Mrs. B http://www.ori.net/wes
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Don't Worry
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Yesterday is like a cancelled check. Tomorrow is a promissory note. Today is like ready cash. Use it wisely, for today is the most precious possession you can have." Anonymous. "Worry is a thin stream of fear trickling through the mind. If encouraged, it cuts a channel into which all other thoughts are drained." A.S. Roche. Some wag has said that worry is the interest we pay on trouble before it falls due. There is a joke about a patient in the mental hospital who had his ear to the wall, listening intently. He beckoned the attendant to listen. The attendant pressed his ear against the wall and finally said, "I don't hear anything." "No," replied the patient, "it's been like that all day!" So it is with us at times. We cling to an invisible wall waiting for something drastic to happen and it never does. If we have high blood pressure, we just might worry ourselves into another world. Poor people worry because they never seem to have enough and certain rich people worry because they can't get enough. The man whose greed exceeded room to store his grain is an example of futile worry: "What shall I do? I have no place to store my crops" Luke 12:17. God took care of it for him: "You fool! This very night your life will be demanded from you" Luke 12:20. His hours were up and his apprehension about his wealth useless. "Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God" Philippians 4:6. The cure for worry seems to be the attitude of gratitude which covers a multitude of vicissitudes!
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