from Pearls of Wisdom (Agel and Glanze)
Worship should be the desire of every believer's heart and the duty of every believer's mind. I've long thought of the importance of worship - how it is not something we switch on and switch off on one day a week, but how it is something that should be as natural and as responsive as breathing or eating.
And it is a response, as this quote says. It is not just an occasion or an event that one attends. It is what we do when the Spirit impresses upon our spirit the beauty, the wonder, and the richness of the person of God and the reminders of what we have and who we are which are the result of God's love and care.
Thoughts of His strength and His might - worship.
Thoughts of His concern and His willingness to guide us - worship.
Thoughts of His majesty in the beauty of a sunrise, or the tapestry of His making as the sun sets - worship.
Every sigh we make, every tear that falls, every song that is sung in response to His presence in our lives - worship.
Oh heavenly Father - may your people love You and live for you in an attitude of worship. An attitude that is a natural response and a desired response with every breath we take, every thought we have, every act we perform. As your Word proclaims: "Therefore, whether you eat or drink, or whatever you do, do all to the glory of God." (1 Corinthians 10:31)
Maybe just a little early for me, but it still gives a good idea of life in the day when family values were radically different than they are today.
For much of my childhood, thanksgiving meant butchering time at my grandparents' house. It was only as I got older, and my grandparents decided they would no longer raise pigs and mess with butchering that Mom would go all out on thanksgiving... I miss those days.
Yes - it's Friday, and this weekend we remember our fallen men and women who died defending our country. Here is an emotional clip from one of Ronald Reagan's speeches reminding us that our brave soldiers gave up two lives - "...the one they were living, and the one they would have lived."
How can I possibly celebrate Mother’s Day, when it’s a day that reminds me of all that I have lost?
And yet, it’s also a reminder of all that I was given. With every memory of her, You reminded me that she’s as close as You are. I can be close to her only when I draw close to You.