Thoughts of Grace

We’ll be eating broccoli and cabbage.

Good Morning

Matthew 24:35
Heaven and earth shall pass away,
but my words shall not pass away.

Generation follow generations –yet it lives.
Nations rise and fall–yet it lives.
Kings, dictators, presidents come and go–
yet it lives.
Torn, condemned, burned–yet it lives.
Hated, despised, cursed–yet it lives.
Doubted, suspected, criticized–yet it lives.
Damned by atheists–yet it lives
Exaggerated by fanatics–yet it lives.
Misconstrued and misstated–yet it lives.
Ranted and raved about–yet it lives.
Its inspiration denied–yet it lives.

Yet it lives–as a lamp unto our feet.
Yet it lives–as a light to our paths.
Yet it lives–as a standard for childhood.
Yet it lives–as a guide for youth.
Yet it lives–as an inspiration for the matured.
Yet it lives–as a comfort for the aged.
Yet it lives–as food for the hungry.
Yet it lives–as water for the thirsty.
Yet it lives–as light for the heathen.
Yet it lives–as salvation for the sinner.
Yet it lives–as grace for the Christian.

To know it is to live it.
To love it is to accept it.
To accept it means Live eternal. Unknown

A young man went home from a theological school to visit his aged grandmother. To have a bit of fun at her expense he said:
“Grandmother, you know that the Bible you say you believe was written in the Hewrew and Greek. It had to be translated by great acholars into your laguage. How do you know those who translated it got it right?”
“Ah, Jamie, lad,” she answered “never mind the great men; I have translated a few of them promises myself.”
Selected.

Standing on the promises of God . . . Today
With my prayers, desiring yours, Leslie