Today is Monday, March 19, 2018. Back to work. Day 21,921.
TEN days until Opening Day!
13 days until Resurrection Sunday!
It’s the birthday of Wyatt Earp (1848-1929). He said, “Fast if fine, but accuracy is everything.” (BrainyQuote)
The word for today is dornick, a noun which means, “a small stone that is easy to throw.”
As mentioned above, I’m returning to work today, after my week long hiatus. It’s been a nice week, although somewhat strange, as C was working for half of it. But we got the pool heater working again, and I was able to get to the doctor for my med refills. I’m supposed to go back in six months for a followup. My A1C is still high, but it’s better than last time.
Band practice resumes tonight, and we only have four weeks until our next concert, which is the annual Southlake Art in the Square event. I’ll play that one, but I’ll sit out the July 3 concert. I decided that I would stick by what I said last year, and not play that event again. It’s too hot, anyway, and after what the Town Square did to us last year, I don’t feel like walking that far, carrying all my gear.
TODAY’S DEVOTIONAL AND PRAYERS
All Scriptures are from the ESV unless otherwise noted
To the choirmaster: with stringed instruments. Of David.
Hear my cry, O God, listen to my prayer;
from the end of the earth I call to you when my heart is faint. Lead me to the rock that is higher than I,
for you have been my refuge, a strong tower against the enemy.
Let me dwell in your tent forever! Let me take refuge under the shelter of your wings! Selah.
For you, O God, have heard my vows; you have given me the heritage of those who fear your name.
Prolong the life of the king; may his years endure to all generations!
May he be enthroned forever before God; appoint steadfast love and faithfulness to watch over him!
So will I ever sing praises to your name, as I perform my vows day after day.
What a beautiful prayer in the first five verses of this Psalm. “Hear my cry, O God, listen to my prayer,” and so on. Who among us has not had a faint heart? The best thing to do when my heart is faint is so cry out to God, and ask him to “lead me to the rock that is higher than I.”
(From Daily Guideposts 2018)
And these words that I command you today shall be on your heart. You shall teach them diligently to your children, and shall talk of them when you sit in your house, and when you walk by the way, and when you lie down, and when you rise.
In today’s reading, Logan Eliasen shares a time when he was taking his mother to go shopping. She was waiting for him on the “sunporch,” with her Bible propped open on her lap. This Bible, he describes, “had only half a cover. The margins overflowed with her looping handwriting. The text was highlighted and underlined and highlighted again.” Here’s a saint who took her Bible with her everywhere; doctor’s offices, soccer practices, swimming pool. “She didn’t want to waste a second,” says Eliasen.
What would we look like if we all had that same motivation for God’s word? How many of us have used our Bible so much that half of the cover is gone? I’d probably get a new Bible if that happened. But why? What does it matter if it looks new? What if I pulled out my Bible when I had a moment, instead of checking Facebook on my phone?
God commanded his people to know his commands, to learn his word, to teach it to their children and their children’s children. How can we teach people what we don’t know? I’m convicted by this reading today. Oh, sure, I read portions of Scripture every day. But I bet I look at Facebook more.
You shall therefore lay up these words of mine in your heart and in your soul, and you shall bind them as a sign on your hand, and they shall be as frontlets between your eyes.
This Book of the Law shall not depart from your mouth, but you shall meditate on it day and night, so that you may be careful to do according to all that is written in it. For then you will make your way prosperous, and then you will have good success.
And just a quickie from Charles Swindoll’s The Finishing Touch. Obviously a baseball fan, today’s reading centered on the imminent beginning of that wonderful spring/summer thing; baseball season. What he admonishes us, though, is (hide your toes) to be kind and courteous to . . . the umpires. After all, they do have the hardest job in baseball.
I won’t go into detail as to the entire reading, but I will share the scripture at the end, which convicts me, as I have a history of yelling at umps. This passage is good for more than just how we treat umpires, too.
Let no corrupting talk come out of your mouths, but only such as is good for building up, as fits the occasion, that it may give grace to those who hear. And do not grieve the Holy Spirit of God, by whom you were sealed for the day of redemption. Let all bitterness and wrath and anger and clamor and slander be put away from you, along with all malice. Be kind to one another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, as God in Christ forgave you.
Father, I pray that you give me even more love for your word. May I look to it more than I look to Facebook or the Internet or email. May I cherish it and wear it out. And may I learn it well enough that, if called upon, I could teach it to someone younger. I also pray that the truth of Ephesians 4:29-32 would be ingrained in my heart. Teach me to be courteous and kind to all people. Even umpires.
Even so, come, Lord Jesus!
Let your steadfast love, O LORD, be upon us, even as we hope in you. Psalm 33:22
Grace and peace, friends.