Would you believe it? Could you find a way to hope for that promise to be fulfilled? How did they keep the hope?
I think it was through remembering and reminding. It was through often remembering the Word of the Lord. By remembering regularly that the same God who split the sea and led Israel out of slavery in Egypt, would do it again. It was through father reminding son, mother reminding daughter, prophet reminding a people. The Way Maker was making a way.
Would you believe it? Could you find a way to hope for that promise to be fulfilled? How did they keep the hope?
I think it was through remembering and reminding. It was through often remembering the Word of the Lord. By remembering regularly that the same God who split the sea and led Israel out of slavery in Egypt, would do it again. It was through father reminding son, mother reminding daughter, prophet reminding a people. The Way Maker was making a way.
Would you believe it? Could you find a way to hope for that promise to be fulfilled? How did they keep the hope?
I think it was through remembering and reminding. It was through often remembering the Word of the Lord. By remembering regularly that the same God who split the sea and led Israel out of slavery in Egypt, would do it again. It was through father reminding son, mother reminding daughter, prophet reminding a people. The Way Maker was making a way.
You will be his witness to all people of what you have seen and heard. Acts 22:15 (NIV) What have you to tell? Words often fade from our strong voices in the daily grind of life. We no longer speak of the events that once made our faces light up with great joy. We unfortunately often tell of the current struggle,…
And the shepherds returned, glorifying and praising God for all they had heard and seen, as it had been told them. (Luke 2:20 ESV) I have been cooking some wonderful family soups and meals of late. I had an extraction of tooth 19 and with it came a change of pace. I have had to rest my way into December, talk less, attend less. It made me realize how full our lives can become, without room. We find our schedules crammed to the brink akin to the inns of Bethlehem. You’ve heard it before, bear with me as I…
