For all our days pass away under your wrath;
we bring our years to an end like a sigh.
The years of our life are seventy,
or even by reason of strength eighty;
yet their span[a] is but toil and trouble;
they are soon gone, and we fly away.
Who considers the power of your anger,
and your wrath according to the fear of you?
So teach us to number our days
that we may get a heart of wisdom.
I had already written a piece about Psalm 90:10-12 but after reading these verses again I felt like I had a bit more to say. Forgive me if I repeat myself. Continue reading
I will give thanks to the Lord with my whole heart;
I will recount all of your wonderful deeds.
This is just a short piece for Thanksgiving.
Perhaps every day should be a day of thanksgiving. Every day you open your eyes and draw a breath is another day of a gift we were given. Every day you can wake up and have a thought and a feeling is more precious than any other thing on earth.
Yet we set aside one day a year to appreciate all that we have every day. Continue reading
2nd Corinthians 1:9
Indeed, we felt that we had received the sentence of death. But that was to make us rely not on ourselves but on God who raises the dead.
When I read this verse I knew I wanted to write about it. It wasn’t clear on my thoughts or how to explain them. I knew this verse meant something to me.
I turned to reading the commentary written about this verse by John Gill. Continue reading
Here’s a little more from the Gospel of Matthew.
It’s one of the many parables of Christ written in the four Gospels of the New Testament. It’s from Matthew 25:14-30. Continue reading
This is a follow up piece to my post “So Much Hokum”.
In that post I stated my beliefs on the modern day necromancers. I likened them to sideshow carnival hucksters. My reasoning was simple.
They use their so called “gift” for only one thing, and it’s not the betterment of all mankind. It’s for profit, plain and simple. It’s to make money off of emotional and vulnerable people.
In the previous post I cited a passage from the Old Testament, Daniel 2:27-30.
These verses tell the story of how Daniel had a gift from God yet never asked for a fee.
Daniel wasn’t one of the professional wizards, soothsayers, or necromancers that King Nebuchadnezzar employed in his court. Those guys were the successful carnies of their day.
After posting “So Much Hokum” someone very close to me read the post and then asked me this question: “Do you consider your ability, your talent to play drums a gift?”
I answered yes. Continue reading