Jesus, Oh How We Love You!

Today is Tuesday, August 8, 2017. Day 21,698. Only 11 days until S’s and J’s birthday!!

“I do not understand how anyone can live without some small place of enchantment to turn to.” ― Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings

The word of the day is mussitation, a noun which means, “muttering; mumbling; murmuring.” It can also mean, “silent movement of the lips in simulation of the movements made in audible speech.”

Today is Bowling Day! Unfortunately, I won’t be able to participate in that sport today. But we try to get in some bowling every week. We have had a renewed interest in the sport since C began working for the United States Bowling Congress.

The floor is looking nice. They finished the dining room and front living room, as well as part of the hallway running by the kitchen. I believe the plan is to finish that hallway, the hallway to the two front bedrooms, and the family room today. S’s bedroom and R’s old bedroom will probably be tomorrow.

All Scriptures are from the ESV unless otherwise noted

(From The Divine Hours)

Let the heavens be glad, and let the earth rejoice; let the sea roar, and all that fills it; 
let the field exult, and everything in it! Then shall all the trees of the forest sing for joy 
before the LORD, for he comes, for he comes to judge the earth. He will judge the world in righteousness, and the peoples in his faithfulness.

Psalm 96:11-13
Let me hear in the morning of your steadfast love, for in you I trust. Make me know the way I should go, for to you I lift up my soul.
Psalm 143:8
Blessed be the LORD, the God of Israel, from everlasting to everlasting! And let all the people say, “Amen!” Praise the LORD!
Psalm 106:48
The LORD is my strength and my song; he has become my salvation. 
Psalm 118:14
And all the crowd sought to touch him, for power came out from him and healed them all. 
And he lifted up his eyes on his disciples, and said: “Blessed are you who are poor, for yours is the kingdom of God. 
“Blessed are you who are hungry now, for you shall be satisfied. “Blessed are you who weep now, for you shall laugh. 
“Blessed are you when people hate you and when they exclude you and revile you and spurn your name as evil, on account of the Son of Man! Rejoice in that day, and leap for joy, for behold, your reward is great in heaven; for so their fathers did to the prophets.
“But woe to you who are rich, for you have received your consolation. 
“Woe to you who are full now, for you shall be hungry.
“Woe to you who laugh now, for you shall mourn and weep. 
“Woe to you, when all people speak well of you, for so their fathers did to the false prophets.

Luke 6:19-26
Blessed is the man
who walks not in the counsel of the wicked,
nor stands in the way of sinners,
nor sits in the seat of scoffers; 
but his delight is in the law of the LORD,
and on his law he meditates day and night. 
He is like a tree
planted by streams of water
that yields its fruit in its season,
and its leaf does not wither.
In all that he does, he prospers. 
The wicked are not so,
but are like chaff that the wind drives away. 
Therefore the wicked will not stand in the judgment,
nor sinners in the congregation of the righteous; 
for the LORD knows the way of the righteous,
but the way of the wicked will perish.

Psalm 1

(From The President’s Devotional)

In a reading called, “We Love You,” the author quotes St. Augustine’s Confessions.

“And yet, I love a certain light, a certain voice–some scent, some flesh, some morsel–when I love my god.
A light, a sound, a smell, a taste . . .
The embrace of some inner lover.
A splendor that cannot be contained anywhere.
A sound that the passage of time can’t ravage.
A fragrance that the wind can’t disperse.
A craving that can’t be appeased by gorging.
A lust that clings to the senses well after it’s fulfilled.
That is what I love, when I love you. My God.”

“God–we love you. We love that you shaped this form so long ago, in our mother’s womb.
We love that you ordered our tentative first steps into the world, the early barrage of living that shaped our ascent.
We love the valleys–cold and long–that have toughened our skin.
And we love the overcoming. The surpassing. The triumph of a life lived fully, in your embrace.
We love you, dear God. Amen.”
(Joshua DuBois)

Oh, Father, how we love you! Thank you for our lives, for what you have given us since the day we were born. I echo the prayer of Joshua, love for you from the beginning of our lives, through all the trials and triumphs. Jesus! Oh, how we love you!
Even so, come, Lord Jesus!

Grace and peace, friends.