Never Miss a Day

 

 

4th of July... 

We took the boat out all morning...

Photo shoot... 

Laife 13... Toria 11... Shaunti 7...

 

 

Today I am reminded that missing my time in scripture is a sure way to lose my footing in practical living. I just finished studying for the Sunday School lesson and am praising the Lord, so to speak, with what I found after my first initial glance at the scripture. Thank God for commentaries and others who have gone before paving the way to understand more complicated scriptures such as Rom. 10.

What I found today was encouragement. Encouraged that Paul cared enough for his own people to plead, beg, & cry to his people that they truly understand salvation. That his heart was full of love for them and that he was burdened enough to pray to God for them.

I was convicted by his message to them that their zeal alone to obey the law was not enough. God wants more than my zeal. HE wants me. All of me. My aches, my desires, my whims. Do I seek to establish my own righteousness above what God says is righteousness for me?

The final verse of the chapter shows a visual picture of God’s patience, longsuffering, and grace. He describes it this way. All day long, I stretched out my hands. The open arms of God never giving up or tired. All day long. That is deep love that last; even though I can be disobedient or contrary.

I often lose my footing in practical living because I miss getting deep into the word. A verse or two a day is better than nothing but how much more encouragement for life in letting it cut into your soul. A dear cousin once told me the secret for her positive smile was never missing a day in the word. If anyone had reason to feel anger, frustration, or discouragement; it would be her, but no, I have never heard her complain and almost always she has a genuine smile on her face. I want to be just like her when I grow up.