HERE COMES THE JUDGE
Suggested Reading: 2 Samuel 14
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Key Verse: 2 Samuel 14:14
For we will surely die and become like water spilled on the ground, which cannot be gathered up again. Yet God does not take away a life; but He devises means, so that His banished ones are not expelled from Him.
PRAYER FOR TODAY:
Lord Jesus, Your Apostle Paul tells me that if I judge myself, I will not be judged. I can read that in 1 Corinthians 11:31. In that chapter the “Lord’s Supper” is presented. When I partake of the bread and the fruit of the vine, I seek to review my conduct and judge myself. You show me areas of my life where I need to repent. I pray for ongoing grace to live in that attitude of repentance. In Your strong Name I pray, Amen!
100 PERSONAL WORDS:
I’ve been asked by the Crossroads leadership to write my personal stories in a book to be published this June. It is proposed that this book will be the offer on television, to be sent out to all who support the ministry. I’ve already used shorter versions of some of these stories here in my blog over the past year. There are lots more that I haven’t used yet. I realize that judging myself, my motives and my actions, has been an ongoing process. A working title for the book is “What I’ve learned.” When I had just turned 5, my sister Elaine came running across the field from the one room schoolhouse where she was in Grade 5, and my sister, Willa, was in Grade 7. She informed me that the teacher said I could start in Grade 1. What excitement! My sisters and mother had taught me to read (Dad was away as a result of WW II). I felt ready to take on the world. However, that confidence level was lowered somewhat when one of the students in an older grade, named Beth Ramsay, decided to give me a nickname. For some reason, no doubt deserved, it was “Mess.” She would tease me, calling me “Mess” whenever she had the chance. My mother and sisters told me to forgive her and try to laugh with her. Sometimes that worked and sometimes it didn’t. I have to admit that I was embarrassed and my feelings were hurt. I was thankful when Beth graduated from Grade 8, because when she left for high school, the name left too. Actually, I have to admit that I liked Beth. I thought she was pretty. We all want to be liked. Well, the reason I’ve told this story here is that anothert title for the new book of stories that I’ve been toying with is “From Mess to Maturity.” If I haven’t reached a decent level of maturity by now, I’ll be in big trouble at the believer’s judgement before the Lord. I turn 77 this August 13th, God willing! Let’s see, Beth would be in her 80’s if she’s still with us. I’ll try to find out about her.
Yours for learning to judge ourselves,