For the flow?
Sunday, September 15, 2024
Welcome to Paradise,
or
is it the Wilderness?
Deuteronomy 6:10-12
When the Lord your God has brought you into the land that he swore to your ancestors, to Abraham, to Isaac, and to Jacob, to give you—a land with fine, large cities that you did not build, houses filled with all sorts of goods that you did not fill, hewn cisterns that you did not hew, vineyards and olive groves that you did not plant—and when you have eaten your fill, take care that you do not forget the Lord, who brought you out of the land of Egypt, out of the house of slavery.
John 6:32
Then Jesus said to them, ‘Very truly, I tell you, it was not Moses who gave you the bread from heaven, but it is my Father who gives you the true bread from heaven.
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Words of Grace For Today
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Poverty is a wonderful lesson in humility,
or so they say,
Those who are not poor.
Thankfully the food bank is a steady and good supply of most basic foods and some others,
actually some very odd food that I’d never try or eat if I didn’t get them there.
Take Cookies and Cream Oatmeal.
A treat in a breakfast food.
Well I suppose they’ve made and sold lots of sugar cereals for decades, so why not this, too?
With
all
this
food
I easily forget
how hard it was
before
the food bank.
Not that I forget (life is too hard) how much God provides.
Every morning I thank God for everything that keeps me alive, and it’s more than just enough.
Lately there’s been so much meaningful labour
it’s hard to keep up
as winter is coming
and autumn is not that long
And there’s still wood to start collecting.
But,
little by little
a thing here and a thing there gets done
and
I start to think
I may even be ready, for winter,
‘God willing and the creek nor rising’.
So today
first the thanks,
then the celebration,
then the meal
then
flat out work
if the rain is not too much or
the smoke too thick.
And how is your day shaped? With thanks, remembering who supplies all that keeps you alive, celebration, meal, and work?
Or is it something else.
Whatever, may it be blessed,
and may you remember who blesses it,
even if you live in the land ‘flowing with milk and honey.’