FOR WHEN I FALL

SUNDAY- Welcome to the Sabbath Day! Here's something to ponder on this morning: We can tell more about a person from what he or she says about others than we can about what others say about him or her! We usually show us, when we open our mouth and engage our tongues, right?

Prayer Request: For today,, when we pray, let's just stop, look at ourselves, and thank God for all He has given us, and then pray for Him to give relief, wellness, forgiveness to all the others of this world, and part of what we have to those in need...

FOR WHEN I FALL

From an infant to our days of aging,,, we fall down,, as an infant , most of the time it is just a thump, a grin, and back up and walking.. then it is a child,, running, falling,, getting bruises,, or just falling down a grassy hill with friends and laughing as we get to the bottom with green stains on our knees, and then there is adulthood,, maybe a fall or a trip , not much harm,, just a scratch,, up and on to where-ever.. then there is old age,, back to like an infant to most part,, you fall,,, but now ,, that thump,,breaks something.. ouch.. yes , we all fall down at all times during our life...
How about the fall down of faith? Yes , we can all fall different ways, but when it comes to belief in God, Jesus and the Resurrection,, born again,, we all fall the same,, by the wayside,,, we all have at one time or another been on that sandy part of the stream,, almost being washed downstream to who knows where,, but for a reason, we grasped , until we were washed up on the bank, far enough to grab hold and began to root.. and then grow... thank God for the reason of our growing from that root , to the reality of Him... Then we come , fully to Him on bending knees, accepting His Son ,, Our Savior, Jesus Christ,, we are his, exactly where the root started,,
But until we reach that full growth, seasons of blooming , we tend to let out leaves, and blooms , just fall where ever,, not sharing the beauty of ourselves to others,, receiving the rain, the water from the stream.. until the day comes, when the stream dries almost up,, no rain, the trees have grown taller,, and more shade than sun,, then we wilt, just like falling,, we are at the mercy of our Lord as to live or die... but not like the flower that wilts away,, we have a choice. to grasp hold of Jesus, accept Him as our life, and live forever... for then He is our stream, our rain, our sunshine,, and instead of wilting, or falling down, we rise and shine for all to see,, if we have that faith, and if we accept... do you want to be the weed on bank of a dried up stream, or a flower in Jesus' garden of paradise,, right beside His, and His Fathers?

FOR NOW, I KNOW HOW TO GET UP, WHEN I FALL!

God, thank You for Your insight of life You gave us,, I pray that all realize it and use it. amen

John HIcks
More scars on my knees than most,, and even though they hurt , I still kneel to my God and my Jesus,, and HE STILL PICKS ME UP, AND HOLDS ME ! Who holds you up? Have you bent any knees lately?