At times it is time to stop hiding. You have all the Word that you have read, and read stacked up in your heart, until it is overflowing. Do you have anyone to talk with who will listen to what you received from God today?
We aren’t preachers, but we are in the fellowship, when we meet Christ, and those who have just come to Christ need fellowship, and tutoring for a while before they are let go to walk by themselves.
It is time for them to listen, and talk to the person who led them to Christ, and to fellowship, share, and stay humble. There is a season of learning, and part of the learning is praying with others, and praying aloud with others.
God grows us, but the Word should always be in our life, and so should be the praying. Reading the Word of God, and Praying, are vital for growth. You may sing all you want, but you must talk to people, and share what God had for you. I do believe fellowship is important, but I worry when the crowd leaves quickly to go eat.
Personal, Bible study, and praying is vital. Today I only read one chapter. We are praying. Ed had our same two egg on the menu today, and I frankly never tire of his fried eggs. I don’t eat bread with them, and as long as I stay off four things I will be losing what I have gained, that now I must get off.
Today I read in Ecclesiastes 5: I didn’t have verse19 marked, so I marked it. Here it is: God gives people wealth, possessions to enjoy, and accept. They should accept it as God’s giving to them, his gift.
He won’t remember all the days of his life, because God occupies His mind, with the joy that comes from His heart. True, joy is pure, unbroken, and always there to bring before God, our Creator. You know, the joy of the Lord is your strength.
He knows where His children are, and when they run away from God. He is still there, grieving that they are not talking to Him, and working things out with Him. God wants us to talk to Him fluently, without getting religious, and pious.
God loved first. He gave up Jesus, His son, so He could become our Savior, and come as a baby like everyone else, and grow up, have a wonderful ministry, and then die an ugly, death on the cross, because it takes the blood of the Lamb to meet God’s requirements. His blood wasn’t shed to no, avail. We know Jesus rose again from the dead, because He is God. We make our requests in His name, but my point is that we have life, because Jesus died on the cross, shed his own blood, for you, and me. He was buried, and He arose the third day. He is in Heaven now interceding for you, and me.
My sister was gone. She married someone who had all the traits that Mom, and dad didn’t want in her husband to be. He drank, partied, was not saved, and the list went on, and on. She found the very one she was sure Dad wouldn’t like. She kept this a secret, but Mom wasn’t shy about hiring a detective to find out what was going on with her daughter. Sure enough, we found out she was married, and faced her with it.
This Mom taught me to pray. One day were were crying, and praying, and the next day she was telling me, “Ruby, give it to God. I did, and I knew if I didn’t give up this burden, I would be in a wheel chair. I gave it to God. You must do the same.”
I was ready to cry with her, and here was Mom saying she gave her burden to God. “He is carrying my burden, and Ruby, He needs to carry your burden.”
I prayed, and cried. I went to my room and cried, and cried. Would my sister ever return? She did after she was married to this man for seven, long, years. I was afraid to go to sleep in their home, because he was not a Christian, and his hands were all over other women. He had no, morals, and plenty of good men who don’t know Christ have morals. Some don’t. I don’t expect a non-Christian to behave like Christ.
He knew of him, but his intellect was telling him to “Live life, there is no, Hell.”
Demons lie. This man was not a Christian, and when we witnessed, he had a sassy, answer. He knew better than to make a pass at me. The night I arrived, I stayed awake in their home all night, and my sister, and I left him together the next day when she finally left him. It took 7 years, and Mom, and Dad saying they would give her a place in their home.
I learned to pray with Mom, and I am still shocked that she told me to stop worrying, and turn my sister over to God. Let Him carry my burden. I did. I still give my burdens to Jesus, because I know who Cares for Me.