Thoughts on Pain, God's Creation and Servant's Heart
by Marijo Phelps 9/10/2009 / Devotionals
Love plants seeds, some seeds don't grow,
But if all seeds did, love wouldn't show.
If we had no black, then one might say
That black was white and night was day.
Having no grief or pain to bear,
We'd have no joy, no happiness to share.
If all were good and nothing bad,
We'd never know the good we had!
Then I would still have this consolation— my joy in unrelenting pain— that I had not denied the words of the Holy One. (NIV)
He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away." (NIV)
Cutting the horizon
Cold crystals caught
On all their pointy peaks
Alive azure skies
Broken only by
Wind waved bristlecone branches
As we hike higher and higher
Lord, Your hand
Is upon this wilderness
And resting on us
Your mightily blessed
May we never forget
What you have
Brought us from
And released us to.
And we praise You
As we lift Your name
Higher than jagged peaks
Up unto the heavens.
Do you not know? Have you not heard? The LORD is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth. He will not grow tired or weary, and his understanding no one can fathom. (NIV)
Having a Servant’s Heart
Having a Servant's Heart means:
Willingness to do the unlovely, joyfully
Obedient and making others successful
Submitted, goes the extra mile
Gives up rights
Considers and acts on other's needs above his own
Has a positive effect to the Master.
Lord, we need a saving and a serving knowledge of Jesus Christ.
When you see this, your heart will rejoice and you will flourish like grass; the hand of the LORD will be made known to his servants, but his fury will be shown to his foes. (NIV)
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Saved by His grace in 1974, from 9 years of professing atheism into His loving arms. RN for 23 years, missionary with YWAM then statistical analyst for Every Home for Christ over 9 years. Living with my husband in the middle of a mountain meadow. GRIN! Wanting to spread the good news