“Sin is not ended by multiplying words, but the prudent hold their tongues. The tongue of the righteous is choice silver, but the heart of the wicked is of little value. The lips of the righteous nourish many, but fools die for lack of sense.” Proverbs 10:19-21
Of my 24,368 days of life on this planet close to 1,025 of them have been spent living in Haiti. If all of the refineries in Houston were to go down and the power grid in our country collapsed Americans would soon really know what daily life is like in Haiti; and that is not a good thing for our culture. Sadly, we have come to rely upon the many comforts we have enjoyed for most of our lives and if just two, electricity and gasoline were to suddenly disappear our ‘world’ as we are accustomed to knowing would come to a crashing halt. We would be living like the majority of Haiti lives placing all our trust upon God; seeking His hand to provide for our daily existence. Our school children would not be smiling like these Haitian school children. School is supposed to begin early next month in Haiti and all schools but a handful have no electricity or plumbing and the children are joyfully returning to school to learn more about their Savior, reading, writing, language and of course getting an awesome mouth-watering meal from Trinity/HOPE. Give thanks today for all of your blessings and for the children starting school in Haiti and if you can, please prayerfully consider joining the Matthew 25 Project while you are able. I’m closing today with the words from the hymn ‘All Depends on Our Possessing’ that were written by an unknown author in 1673 and found later and translated by Catherine Winkworth in 1858.
“All depends on our possessing God's abundant grace and blessing, though all earthly wealth depart. He who trusts with faith unshaken in His God is not forsaken and e'er keeps a dauntless heart. He who hitherto hath fed me and to many joys hath led me, is and ever shall be mine. He who did so gently school me, He who still doth guide and rule me, will remain my Help divine. Many spend their lives in fretting over trifles and in getting things that have no solid ground. I shall strive to win a treasure that will bring me lasting pleasure and that now is seldom found. When with sorrow I am stricken, hope my heart anew will quicken, all my longing shall be stilled. To His loving-kindness tender soul and body I surrender; for in Him alone I build. Well He knows what best to grant me; all the longing hopes that haunt me, joy and sorrow, have their day. I shall doubt His wisdom never, as God wills, so be it ever, I to Him commit my way. If on earth my days He lengthen, He my weary soul will strengthen; all my trust in Him I place. Earthly wealth is not abiding, like a stream away is gliding; safe I anchor in His grace.”
Dear Heavenly Father, you have called your servants to ventures of which we cannot see the ending, by paths as yet untrodden, through perils unknown. Give us faith to go out with good courage, not knowing where we go but only that your hand is leading us and your love supporting us through Jesus Christ our Lord and Savior. Amen.
May God be with you…Jay