Thankful for a Grandson’s birthday today. Thankful for another Grandson who loves to cuddle, read stories, play pretend, do puzzles, and a Granddaughter who can’t wait to call me after school to tell me what she wants me to sew on her Christmas stocking.
Thankful for our little neighbor who loves to play with our dogs, make up silly songs to sing to them and play with my 50+ year old plastic horses. Thankful for a toe that – while still swollen – doesn’t shout unless a silly puppy walks on it, or I doing something really stupid. Thankful for a Father God who swore never to be angry again.
“To me this is like the days of Noah,
when I swore that the waters of Noah
would never again cover the earth.
So now I have sworn not to be angry with you,
never to rebuke you again.”~Isaiah 54:9
Daily – as this ugly election draws to a close – I remind myself that God’s got this. He sees the tapestry on the finished side, and I – silly me – only see it on the reverse side. I see the tangled threads, the mistakes, the knots – dull colors that seem jumbled.
However – when I strain my eyes and my wobbly faith – I can almost see what the finished tapestry might hold – until I blink. Tears cloud my eyes, and I sigh. One day, I will no longer see through the glass darkly. I will see the finished tapestry in all of its glory.
Now that is a lot to be thankful for today.
1942 Daily Rations: ” ‘I bear branded on my boy the owner’s stamp of Jesus.’~Gal 6:17, Moffatt’s translation
“St. Paul had no doubt often stood in the midst of the Roman slave markets. Among other never-to-be-forgotten sights he had noted how the slaves were branded with the owner’ tamp so that they could always be identified. Perhaps Onesimus was one of those- – – Onesimus, the runaway slave who was led to Christ by Paul in Rome and sent back to make amends to his master, Philemon. His story is told in the letter in the New Testament which bears the name of Philemon.
“The devotion of St. Paul to his Master and Lord is so complete that he speaks of himself as the slave of Christ, not by compulsion but by free surrender. So for himself he says: ‘To me to live is Christ,’ and to all Christians he cries out: ‘Ye are not your own. . .ye are bought with a price.’ The only way a Christian may be identified is by the owner’s name indelibly impressed upon his life.
“Prayer: O Christ, we thank thee for the last full measure of devotion given by St. Paul to his Master. May we too so yield to thy mastery that there may be no reserves or withholdings in our devotion. We make this prayer in thy name. Amen.” [google images]