March 20
"...When he saw the carts Joseph had sent to carry him back, the spirit of their
father Jacob revived." Genesis 45:27b.
What a thrill Jacob must have experienced when his sons told him that his beloved Joseph
was alive and when he saw the wagon that was to take him to this longlost and cherished
son! Kindness such as Joseph's becomes the very food and medicine to initiate strength and
action.
"When he saw the carts," his faith was renewed and his heart recovered. Even his
old character is revived: "And Israel said, `I am convinced!'"
V.28. When his son had died, so he thought, Israel died, as well. Now the anguish of those
years since Joseph's disappearance and its purpose is to be made clear. God's objective is
accomplished, and it is merciful. How many of us are discouraged and waiting for our
wagonload of graces? One of the greatest lessons in the story of Joseph out of a multitude
of illustrations is his perseverance in his own sorrows, and his graciousness to others in
the midst of his own cartload of cares. If we are troubled, it might help us to send
another a carta card, a word of love, a hand that liftsfor their cares.
Yet another joy here is knowing that God does not leave us in our burning desert alone
without provision and protection. We would starve to death if it were not for God's
graces: His wagonloads of promises to transport us beyond our meager selves to His land of
the best. Faith in the probability gives us the ability to go on. Sense sees the reality
of the vehicle of faith, and the faith propels us forward to grasp the cartload of mercies
that our Father so willingly tenders to us. Ah! we thank You, Father, with full hearts!
Pat Nordman ©
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"Husbands, love your wives, even as Christ also loved the church." - Ephesians 5:25
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"My beloved." - Song of Solomon 2:8 |
As a husband, the Christian is to look upon the portrait of Christ Jesus, and he is to paint according to that copy. The true Christian is to be such a husband as Christ was to his church. The love of a husband is special. |
This was a golden name which the ancient Church in her most joyous moments was wont to give to the Anointed of the Lord. When the time of the singing of birds was come, and the voice of the turtle was heard in her land, her love-note was sweeter than either, as she sang, "My beloved is mine and I am his: he feedeth among the lilies." |
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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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Flowering Fast
A man once bought a home with a tree in the backyard. It was winter, and nothing marked this tree as different from any other tree. When spring came, the tree grew leaves and tiny pink buds. "How wonderful," thought the man. "A flower tree! I will enjoy its beauty all summer." But before he had time to enjoy the flowers, the wind began to blow and soon all the petals were strewn in the yard. "What a mess," he thought "This tree isn't any use after all."
The summer passed, and one day the man noticed the tree was full of green fruit the size of large nuts. He picked a large one and took a bite, "Bleagh!" he cried and threw it to the ground. "What a horrible taste! This tree is worthless. Its flowers are so fragile the wind blows them away, and its fruit is terrible and bitter. When winter comes, I'm cutting it down." But the tree took no notice of the man and continued to draw water from the ground and warmth from the sun and in late fall produced crisp red apples.
Some of us see Christians with their early blossoms of happiness and think they should be that way forever. Or we see bitterness in their lives, and we're sure they will never bear the better fruit of joy. Could it be that we forget some of the best fruit ripens late?
-- Misty Mowrey, Roseville, Minnesota. Leadership, Vol. 6, no. 2.
The righteous man will flourish like the palm tree, He will grow like a cedar in Lebanon. Psalm 92:12
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New Leaves
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I'm I like to think of the serendipities of life as new leaves. Imagine the surprise and
relief, the joy and wonder, Noah felt when the dove came back with a new leaf. It meant
new life for Noah and his family. Many wonderful things happen to us in the course of a
day, too, if we recognize them. Each day itself is a new leaf. An exciting idea is a new
leaf that grows into many leaves of an article or book. A delicious meal, a visit from a
friend, an unexpected letter with good news, a compliment, an unusually beautiful sunrise
or sunset, an affecting cantata: these are leaves of hope and love. It's an appealing
thought.
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