Good morning! I didn’t wake up until 0600 this morning and still did some shrub cleanup, a trip to the dump, had breakfast, and am sitting down to write. Ain’t Saturday mornings great! Oops, sorry, we don’t have dumps anymore; it’s the composting site at the landfill. I am old enough to remember when every town had a dump, and brother, they were some nasty places. Of course to a kid, they were the height of adventure and we wanted to drag a bunch of stuff home with us. If the parents were not firm, it was quite possible to haul as much back from the dump as we had just taken there. As children we didn’t fully realize how bad those places were and to some degree still are. We didn’t stay after dark to see the rats come out and the snakes they attracted. Where are we going with this? Oh yeah, the world is just like that, glittery and bright on the surface, but underneath the rats are gnawing away at the foundation.
One day that foundation will crumble into the fires of hell. However, is that all there is to our faith, a fear of punishment and a desire to avoid it? No, I think not. We want to belong to Jesus, to love him as he loves us. Here we may not be comfortable, even afraid, in a crowd of millions or billions; there we want to see the uncounted numbers of saints and hear the choir of heaven praise our Lord.
By the way, don’t look now but at the end of today ¼ of this year will have passed into history. Yes, spring is here, although yesterday didn’t really feel like it. The bush outside the window is ready to bloom and the pond is in need of cleaning. I am thinking of planting a garden this year, but the sequence of work is threatening to halt my efforts. I shall pray for strength and endurance in this.
God bless!
Bucky
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