"Men return again and again to the few who have mastered the spiritual secret, whose life has been hid with Christ in God. These are of the old time religion, hung to the nails of the Cross." - Robert Murray McCheyne
This morning I met with my father for an hour to brainstorm and pray about what God is doing in us and through us. After we parted in prayer I thought up a little poem:
There is always doings to be done,
But ne'er is there grace to be won;
For when all the doing is done
I abide...
-as I always was-
with Jesus, a son.
Please pray as the days do not grow longer, but the lists do. But He who made the heart and mind is the one who keeps it and I am thrilled to be His yesterday, today, and all the tomorrows.
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