Psalm 77:1 - 3

"I cried out to God with my voice -- To God with my voice; And He gave ear to me. In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord; My hand was stretched out in the night without ceasing; My soul refused to be comforted. I remembered God, and was troubled. I complained, and my spirit was overwhelmed." Psalm 77: 1 - 3



Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Day 243 - Christ liveth in Me!

"I do not live anymore -- it is Christ who lives in me."

Galatians 2:20

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I have leaves to rake, a steering wheel to grip, a neighbor's hand to shake. Simply put, I have things to do!
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So does God.
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Babies need hugs. Children need good-night tucks. AIDS orphans need homes. Stressed-out women need hope. God has work to do! And He uses my hands and my heart to do it. What the hand is to the glove, the Spirit is to the Christian...God gets into us. At times, imperceptibly. Other times, disruptively. God gets His fingers into my life, inch by inch, reclaiming the territory that is rightfully His.
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My tongue...my feet...my mind...my eyes, face, and hands. Through them, He will weep, smile, and touch.
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(Taken and adapted from "Grace for the Moment," Vol. II, by Max Lucado, for April 13th.)
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Lord, Use Me. Amen.

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