Friday, April 6, 2012
Josh 7:5 and Luke 9:62 "Put Your Hands & Tears to the Plow" (April 7)
Oh, my fickle soul. I cannot talk myself out of this one. Holidays are family days but not yet for me. I try to make things work and what happens when they don't work out for me? Will I break faith? Everytime I live for this world, I do. God forgive me on this Easter Saturday as we move forward, O Dolorous Procession. Joshua 7:1, 5 - The Israelites broke faith...their hearts melted and became as water. I don't want a heart with little substance. Luke 9:58 - He knows. Just read that verse a few days ago and something moved in me. He knows. He had nowhere to lay His Head. Nowhere. No bosom buddies through thick and thin. His closest friends were both hot and cold. Betrayers and beloved. Yet, our Friend will alway treat us like beloved. Luke 9:62 - So, put your hand to the plow and don't look back. With tears streaming down my face, my hand is on this plow and I'm moving forward. Alone.