This morning was entirely conducive to reading my Bible, praying, and journaling. I am an early riser [very early!] and always feel cheated if I sleep past 5:00. I so rely on that time of quiet...but I wonder...
What if my life as a Christian were lived in the midst of real persecution; bombings, hunger, thirst, and filth due to lack of water? What if the only Bible I had access to was the Scripture submitted to memory? What if the only "quiet" time I had was found huddled in a dark corner where bombs and bullets had not yet found me? Would I praise Him? Would I seek His face? Would I trust and hope in Him?
This morning I looked out over a lush green meadow bathed in a soft, thirst-quenching fog with not so much as a whispering breeze to stir the blooms. I am grateful for what I have, but pray I would not rely on my physical surroundings to create in me a spirit of worship to my Heavenly Father.
Saturday, June 11, 2011
What if...
Posted by Cherry at 6:19 AM
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3 comments:
Profoundly put~~~So very blessed with peace here in the states even though we are involved else where in violence. I have thought of this, too. May we be found faithful.
Praising God for His creation for us to enjoy!
This is very true. I think I often forget how much God has blessed me with...how many Bibles do I have? How many peaceful evenings and pleasure-filled days? The Lord is so good to us!
Most sincerely,
Miss aMandalin
P.S.
I believe I have the same Bible as you in your picture on your side bar! Is it published by Zondervan?
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