Author: Kenneth

God’s Guidance

Psalm 48[a]

A song. A psalm of the Sons of Korah.

Great is the Lord, and most worthy of praise,
    in the city of our God, his holy mountain.

Beautiful in its loftiness,
    the joy of the whole earth,
like the heights of Zaphon[b] is Mount Zion,
    the city of the Great King.
God is in her citadels;
    he has shown himself to be her fortress.

When the kings joined forces,
    when they advanced together,
they saw her and were astounded;
    they fled in terror.
Trembling seized them there,
    pain like that of a woman in labour.
You destroyed them like ships of Tarshish
    shattered by an east wind.

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    so we have seen
in the city of the Lord Almighty,
    in the city of our God:
God makes her secure
    forever.[c]

Within your temple, O God,
    we meditate on your unfailing love.
10 Like your name, O God,
    your praise reaches to the ends of the earth;
    your right hand is filled with righteousness.
11 Mount Zion rejoices,
    the villages of Judah are glad
    because of your judgments.

12 Walk about Zion, go around her,
    count her towers,
13 consider well her ramparts,
    view her citadels,
that you may tell of them
    to the next generation.

1For this God is our God for ever and ever;
    he will be our guide even to the end.

 

Sinners can be saved!

Luke 19:1-10 New International Version (NIV)

The Tax Collector
19 Jesus entered Jericho and was passing through. 2 A man was there by the name of Zacchaeus; he was a chief tax collector and was wealthy. 3 He wanted to see who Jesus was, but because he was short he could not see over the crowd. 4 So he ran ahead and climbed a sycamore-fig tree to see him, since Jesus was coming that way.
5 When Jesus reached the spot, he looked up and said to him, “Zacchaeus, come down immediately. I mustSee the source image stay at your house today.” 6 So he came down at once and welcomed him gladly.
7 All the people saw this and began to mutter, “He has gone to be the guest of a sinner.”
8 But Zacchaeus stood up and said to the Lord, “Look, Lord! Here and now I give half of my possessions to the poor, and if I have cheated anybody out of anything, I will pay back four times the amount.”
9 Jesus said to him, “Today salvation has come to this house, because this man, too, is a son of Abraham. 10 For the Son of Man came to seek and to save the lost.”

A popular story about Zacchaeus that we all get taught in Sunday School. Because Zacchaeus promised to give half of his possessions to the poor and pay back anyone he had cheated four times the amount Jesus forgave him

I Wish you Peace

Don't Lose Hope's avatarDon't Lose Hope

Where the sun is setting, and silence fills the world, when you feel dog-tired and weary from the day, may you know that there is grace for everything you have to face.

May you experience inner peace as you let go of the stress. Of all that’s still unfinished. The pressures of the day. The questions still unanswered. The fear that is still there.

May you know that – for this night – you can put it all on hold. You can leave it all behind. Let the heaviness slip off.

Forget about the problems, the burdens that you bear. Forget about the heartaches, the worries and the cares.

Instead, you can just breathe. Let the silence fill your mind.

Let go of everything. Welcome sweet oblivion.

For no matter what’s occurred – it is gone; it’s in the past.

Tomorrow isn’t here. We don’t know what that will bring.

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First Sight

When was it that we first glimpsed God?

Was it in the red, wrinkled smallness

in the half light?

Or later in the strong feet

striding across the hills

which a few aeons ago he had called into being?

Or with a strange thrill

in the hand which reached out to touch some

and make it whole?

Or in a sudden contact

with those searching eyes,

Splitting men’s heart’s like pea pod’s to pour in?

Or was it yesterday

When in a moment of forgetfulness

we lost ourselves

and came across him

unexpectedly, everywhere?

A poem from the Lithurgy of Life Book

by Donald Hilton

I ask you to reflect back to the time you first glimpsed God

Ten Minutes of Panic

nananoyz's avatarPraying for Eyebrowz

Yesterday I was pretty sure my car had been stolen from the Target parking lot near the Florida State University campus. I’d gone into the store for one item, and as most Target runs go, I ended up buying a shopping cart full of stuff.

When I finally checked out to the tune of more money than I should have spent on a random Thursday and went to load my purchases into my little Chrysler 200 my car was nowhere to be found. I knew exactly where it was supposed to be, but clearly it had been stolen.

I wandered around the parking lot for a few minutes before remembering to hit the panic button on my key fob. In vain I listened for the annoying alarm sound. I turned this way and that to no avail.

My heart dropped into my stomach. As I returned my key to my…

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