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
“Cursed is he who does the work of the Lord with slackness, and cursed is he who keeps back his sword from bloodshed.
“Moab has been at ease from his youth
and has settled on his dregs;
he has not been emptied from vessel to vessel,
nor has he gone into exile;
so his taste remains in him,
and his scent is not changed.
“Therefore, behold, the days are coming, declares the Lord, when I shall send to him pourers who will pour him, and empty his vessels and break his jars in pieces.
When I first read these verses I jotted down the word, “stagnant”. I wasn’t sure why that word came to mind, it was just my gut instinct. So I thought I do some research about these verses and see what others had to say. By others, I mean biblical scholars, and of all the ones I read, I most understood the commentaries of John Gill. Continue reading
“Come, everyone who thirsts,
come to the waters;
and he who has no money,
come, buy and eat!
Come, buy wine and milk
without money and without price.
Why do you spend your money for that which is not bread,
and your labor for that which does not satisfy?
Listen diligently to me, and eat what is good,
and delight yourselves in rich food.
“Why do you spend your money for that which is not bread, and your labor for that which does not satisfy?” That is a question we all should ask ourselves every day, and then we should honestly answer it. 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
Vanity of vanities, says the Preacher,
vanity of vanities! All is vanity.
What does man gain by all the toil
at which he toils under the sun?
A generation goes, and a generation comes,
but the earth remains forever.
The sun rises, and the sun goes down,
and hastens to the place where it rises.
The wind blows to the south
and goes around to the north;
around and around goes the wind,
and on its circuits the wind returns.
All streams run to the sea,
but the sea is not full;
to the place where the streams flow,
there they flow again.
All things are full of weariness;
a man cannot utter it;
the eye is not satisfied with seeing,
nor the ear filled with hearing.
What has been is what will be,
and what has been done is what will be done,
and there is nothing new under the sun.
Is there a thing of which it is said,
“See, this is new”?
It has been already
in the ages before us.
There is no remembrance of former things,
nor will there be any remembrance
of later things yet to be
among those who come after.
My previous post, Vexation and Sorrow in Knowledge, dealt with King Solomon coming to the conclusion that setting your heart to understanding all of the things done by man is a sorrowful deal. Here in these opening verses of Ecclesiastes, he tells us that all is vanity. Continue reading
The fear of the Lord is the beginning of knowledge;
fools despise wisdom and instruction.
Okay, so I’m beating this to death, but I feel this phrase, “the fear of the Lord” is very important. At least it is to me and my life.
I previously wrote how this phrase turns up numerous times in the Bible, especially in the Old Testament. And I have written how this phrase is misconstrued. Most concepts of “the fear of the Lord” are, a being of human form, floating above in the clouds, looking down, just waiting for us to screw up. But if you read any of my previous posts on this phrase you know that’s not what it’s about. Continue reading
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