Friday, January 8, 2016

Thoughts On The New Year

Come, sit, and enjoy a cup of tea or coffee in the comfort of the Lord:  "Let all bitterness, and wrath, and anger, and clamour, and evil speaking be put away from you, with all malice."  Ephesians  4:31

                              "Remember me, O my God, for good."  Nehemiah  13:31

     Nehemiah's prayer might well be ours as we treat upon the threshold of another year.  As we pause reflectively at the close of one segment of time, and hopefully look ahead to the unfolding promise of another, it is well that our thoughts turn to Him who holds our future in His loving hands.  Trial, disappointment, yes, even death may face us in the coming months, but with His grace to keep us, and His rod and staff to comfort us, we need not fear.  As we look trustingly to Him and ask the Saviour to remember and keep us, we may be sure that all things will work together for our good  (Romans  8:28)!

                                                         Thou standest and thou asketh,
                                                             "What have the days in store?"
                                                         He answereth thee,  "Blessing!
                                                             What form that blessing taketh
                                                         Thou mayest not yet know,
                                                              But blessing upon blessing
                                                         He waiteth to bestow.


     It is comforting to know that each footfall into the new year ahead will lead us a step closer to the city of God!  Yes, shout, a trumpet voice, a cloud of glory, and we all may be gathered Home!  If the One who always remembers us should suddenly appear, will He find that we too have remembered His command - "occupy till I come"?

                    It may be the last of the years swiftly flying,
                       It may be the year when the Master will come;
                    When the land of the holy, for which we are sighing,
                       Will burst into view - the Father's glad Home!
                     It may be the last! when all mystery ending
                        In radiant light from the sunshine of God!
                    And, O, what a welcome, as we are ascending!
                       'Twill more than make up for the difficult road!
                                                                        - M. I. Reich

"Bread For Each Day"





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