Today is Sunday, February 11, 2018. Day 21,885.
Three days until Ash Wednesday.
Will Rogers (1879-1935, not his birthday) said, “The more you read and observe about this Politics thing, you got to admit that each party is worse than the other. The one that’s out always looks the best.”
The Quotations Page
The word for today, from Dictionary.com, is berceuse, a noun which means, “a cradlesong; lullaby.”
As suspected yesterday, neither one of us made it to church this morning. It’s hard to tell if C feels better. She said her coughing hurts more, this morning, and her temp was 98.8, which is not high, but not normal, either. As for me, I woke up with snorting and coughing, but am breathing a little better now. I still have not experienced any fever. In fact, my temp has not even reached 98.6. I’m not sure what is up with that.
Hopefully, C will feel like going to work tomorrow, but, at this point, it’s impossible to tell. I just talked to her again. She says she feels worse than she did, yesterday. Ugh.
TODAY’S DEVOTIONAL AND PRAYERS
All Scriptures are from the ESV unless otherwise noted
The wicked plots against the righteous and gnashes his teeth at him,
but the Lord laughs at the wicked, for he sees that his day is coming.
The wicked draw the sword and bend their bows to bring down the poor and needy, to slay those whose way is upright;
their sword shall enter their own heart, and their bows shall be broken.
Better is the little that the righteous has than the abundance of many wicked.
For the arms of the wicked shall be broken, but the LORD upholds the righteous.
The LORD knows the days of the blameless, and their heritage will remain forever;
they are not put to shame in evil times; in the days of famine they have abundance.
But the wicked will perish; the enemies of the LORD are like the glory of the pastures; they vanish—like smoke they vanish away.
The wicked borrows but does not pay back, but the righteous is generous and gives;
for those blessed by the LORD shall inherit the land, but those cursed by him shall be cut off.
“Better is the little that the righteous has than the abundance of many wicked.” (Verse 16) Too often, we look at the wrong things. We see the prosperity of the wicked, and we complain. But the complaint comes because we have our eyes on the “stuff of earth.” Where is our treasure? Where your treasure is, there will your heart be, also. (See Matthew 6:21)
(From The Business of Heaven, C.S. Lewis)God’s Love Has no Limits
“The doctrine of the Incarnation would conflict with what we know of this vast universe only if we knew also that there were other rational species in it who had, like us, fallen, and who needed redemption in the same mode, and that they had not been vouchsafed it. But we know none of these things. it may be full of life that needs no redemption. It may be full of life that has been redeemed. It may be full of things quite other than life which satisfy the Divine Wisdom in fashions one cannot conceive. We are in no position to draw up maps of God’s psychology, and prescribe limits to His interests. We would not do so even for a man whom we knew to be greater than ourselves. The doctrines that God is Love and that He delights in men, are positive doctrines, not limiting doctrines. He is not less than this. What more He may be, we do not know; we know only that He must be more than we can conceive. it is to be expected that His creation should be, in the main, unintelligible to us.” (From Dogma and the Universe)
This is quite a ponderous reading. But I agree with what I see as the main thrust. We cannot pretend to know things about God that are unknowable. Oddly, this reading reminded me of a Larry Norman song. In his song, “U.F.O,” he wrote these lyrics:
and if there’s life on other planets
then i’m sure that He must know
and He’s been there once already
and has died to save their souls
You see, we just don’t know, do we? And if we make declarations that we can’t know, we’re rather foolish, don’t you think? It’s okay to speculate. It’s one reason I have loved Science Fiction and Fantasy ever since my father first introduced me to the writings of Arthur C. Clark, Isaac Asimov, and so on. We very well may be on the only planet in the universe that has any form of life on it. But we don’t know that, and we won’t know that until we see Him face to face. And then? It won’t matter at all, will it?
Father, I praise you for the mystery of your creation. There is much that we know, and it is beautiful and wonderful. There is even more, though, that we do not know, and besides being beautiful and wonderful, it is so very mysterious. And I love that. I love that there is mystery, things that we will not and cannot ever know, both about you and your creation. At least not until we cross that veil and, as Paul says, “I shall know fully, even as I have been fully known” (1 Corinthians 13:12). For now, I am satisfied to “see in a mirror dimly,” as long as, in that mirror, I can get at least a partial glimpse of you. I long for the day when that glimpse becomes face to face beauty and wonder, and all mysteries are made clear.
Even so, come, Lord Jesus!
The LORD bless you and keep you; the LORD make his face to shine upon you and be gracious to you; the LORD lift up his countenance upon you and give you peace.
Grace and peace, friends.