Today we are celebrating many things:
–37 years since my husband and I became parents for the first time. Happy Birthday, Nathan! You fill us with love and pride.
–Two years since I started this blog. I pray it is a blessing to others; it has been so to me.
–And our five-day committee work session on Old Testament key biblical terms is finished—though that work has barely begun.
And now I celebrate the beginning of a weekend and this evening at home. Thank you, God, for times to work and times to rest. Thank you for your presence and the hope of seeing you one day—perhaps soon. Now, that will be the ultimate celebration!
Maranatha! Come, Lord Jesus!
Today my neighbor returned the first Narnia book which she had borrowed, “The Magician’s Nephew” by C. S. Lewis. Now they’re reading “The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe.” And I’m delighted. I pray that they will be not only fascinated by the thrill of this wonderful story but also captivated by the truth of what it represents.
Aslan, the beloved and awesome Lion! On Sunday our pastor recalled the oft-quoted exchange between the children and the Narnian beavers:
Susan: “Is he—quite safe?”
Mrs. Beaver: “Safe?…Who said anything about safe? ‘Course he isn’t safe. But he’s good. He’s the King, I tell you.”
This is the God I belong to—not the tame and tolerant god so many people fantasize about—but the “I AM” who demonstrated His character to his people in the Old Testament. To those who are His, He’s as gentle as a lioness with her cubs. But to those who reject Him, like a lion with its prey!
I’m glad my God is powerful to accomplish His purposes and defend His honor and those who belong to Him.
I am safe.
I am loved.
I am content.