It's
all beautiful and glorious this morning. The Lord blessed with a warm and
wonderful day yesterday, followed in the evening by some severe
thunderstorms, lightning and torrential rains. Alice and I
managed to get in a very long walk before the storms, which caused
havoc and disruptions all around us. It is written, "weeping may
tarry for the night but joy comes in the morning". . Praise
the Lord for the torrential rains of last evening. The ground is
drenched abundantly. The farmers , gardeners, and ranchers are ploughing
the fields and harrowing the ridges, getting ready plant for another
season. I planted some ginger root the other day, and I was just checking
the strawberry patch yesterday. It is all blooming. The
flowers are beautiful. The forsythia has been gorgeous this season, and
its neighbor, the crabapple tree, is about to burst into full bloom, dispensing
its sweet fragrance. Many of the village residents are taking great
pleasure in beautifying their lawns and gardens. When we spoke
with little Lindy a couple of days ago she told us about the colors of the
flowers. While she is able to identify most colors, her favorite
color is yellow.
Sunita
called me yesterday and shared that she had a very full and blessed day
of celebration for her birthday. She and Andy went out for her
birthday celebration dinner, and she ordered wild boar for dinner. I love
wild boar. My dad used hunt wild boars back in the area where I was
born. Wild boars are found most parts of the world including Siberia
and, in fact, one of my young friends goes hunting for wild boars,
nicknamed Razorbacks in Georgia. He shared some of the meat with
me. Praise the Lord for He made all creatures both great small .
In
Disney's The Lion King Simba had run away; he
was trying to run away from his past and a very scary future, so he decided to
live it up, do his own thing, and just enjoy life, "hakuna
matata," until Rafiki, the baboon, showed Simba his father Mufasa, who
appeared to him in the sky to say, "Simba, you have forgotten
me." Simba replied, "No, how could I?" Mufasa
persisted, "You have forgotten who you are and thus have forgotten
me. You are my son. Remember who you are." He repeats the
phrase again and again, "Remember, Simba, remember." This
is the pivotal point of the movie, in which Simba finally woke up and
remembered all that his father had done for him, that his father had
sacrificed his life for him, and that Simba was part of the royal family with a
responsibility to live out the family name.
Jesus
came, He saw, and He conquered death and grave. He is Risen. He is
the victor. In Him we live, move, and have our being. He is the
Alpha and Omega. He holds everything together. We are called to
wake up to the magnificent and glorious reality of Jesus and His Resurrection
from the dead. The Lord beckons us tenderly and gently to turn to Him,
to acknowledge all that He has done. He has paid for all our sins,
He gave his life to pay our debt, and He's alive. When we see his
love, we realize we don't have to run from our past. We
can run to Him with your past and, when we trust in him, he'll not only pardon
us, but he'll empower us. A new power will come into our lives for change
and transformation.
One
thing that excites me is I know God's Word does not return void. The
Resurrection happened. The Resurrection matters. In fact, it's the
key to living a meaningful life. Praise the Lord for Jesus's Resurrection
Event. It is the bedrock and the unshakable foundation of Gospel.
On Christ, the solid Rock, we stand; all other ground is sinking sand.
In
Christ,
Brown
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