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Saturday, April 19, 2014

April 20 "The Cloth is Folded" Psalm 21, 23-25, 28-30

Where does my help come from, really?
From men & temples?
David has just spared Saul's life twice.
Samuel has just died.
Saul still bemoans David's popularity.
David's friends revolt.
And David lifts up his eyes to the hills.
His Help comes now.
God will never let his foot be moved.
He does not slumber.
He, Who keeps Israel, also keeps you.
  Psalm 121:  1 - 3.
Those who trust are like Mount Zion.
Can't ever be moved.
  Psalm 125:  1 - 2.

And the folded cloth lying in an empty grave tells it all. It is a finished work. Though I sin again, my life is covered because of Calvary. This Resurrection Sunday. It is what our whole faith rests on.

COME BOLDLY:  Timeless Prayers
Father, may the Holy Spirit raise utterances too deep for words as we contemplate on this Easter Sunday what the Resurrection means to our very lives this moment in history. The trembling rolls on to this very day. Alleluia! HE IS RISEN, INDEED!

PHOTO:  Standing next door to Richmond's relatives in the little town of Eatonville, I snap this shot of Mount Rainier.  Where does my help come from?  Not from the mighty mountains; not from strong men in my life; not from success in whatever I touch; not from herald reputations.  My help comes from the LORD.  The cloth is folded.

2 comments:

  1. He folded the napkin that covered His face to say :"It is finished but I am coming back". Oh, so true Bev...our whole faith rests on Resurrection Sunday. For without it we have no hope and oh, what a blessed Hope we have. He is risen! He is risen indeed! There is NO one else who can help us or rescue us. Only Him!

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  2. To you I lift up my eyes, O you who are enthroned in the heavens! Thank You Father for the gift of Your most precious Son. I thank You for His life, death and resurrection. The sting of death is gone. I look to the day we are before Your throne worshiping You in our eternal bodies. In Jesus' Name I pray.

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