Ever have an epiphanous moment when reading the Scriptures, when the Logos word became the Rhema word? It happened today in Sunday School. I don't recall that the verse was even mentioned. The Holy Spirit just brought it to mind. It is the familiar verse from Isaiah 40:31 But those who trust in the LORD for help will find their strength renewed. They will rise on wings like eagles; they will run and not get weary; they will walk and not grow weak. A preceding verse--Isaiah 40:29 He giveth power to the faint; and to them that have no might he increaseth strength. --retirerates this promise. I am determined to start standing on His promises rather than siting on the premsis.

Last year after burning my candle on both ends for 10 months, I hit the wall. Unlike Wiley Coyote in the Roadrunner, I did not jump up in the next frame and continue the chase. I still have limited energy. However, God has never wasted a sorrow or a mistake in my life yet and I seriously doubt He is going to start now. My mistake was crowding out being with Him by doing for Him--letting Martha rule instead of Mary.

I developed and suffered with Graves disease in my early 30's for eight months before God in His mercy showed me the reason for my illness--I was working in my own strenth instead of doing all things through Christ who gives me strength and reminding me that without Him I can nothing of any consequence. In that "Aha" moment, He miraculously healed me. You would think that would have been a life lesson I would not forget but it appears not.

I wish I could open the spigot from my head to my heart on command and let the power of His healing word flow in. But I know He will lead me in His time to that place where it will happen. Maybe here on earth or maybe in Heaven--but it will come.

O taste and see that the Lord is good...

Now that I am officially over the hump of 60 years, I only see how very much more I need my Savior. My Utmost for His Highest author Oswald Chambers said it clearly in a recent daily thought (my paraphrase) that our work must issue from our worship. Last year worship got ooched out of the equation by my obsession to work for Him. How can I not know this after being a Christ follower for more than 35 years? Our blessing of a Sunday School teacher constantly exhorts us to press in to Him, spend time in His Word studying, meditating, and memorizing it; praying, interceding, praising the King of the universe.

Neville, now that he is retired, and I are setting new priorities. I wonder what a commitment to tithe our time to Him along with our finances will produce if we could do it for a year. I think the fruit of such an offering would be such that we would lack the baskets to gather it in.