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Preparing God's Word for your heart
“The grass withers and the flowers fall, but the word of our God endures forever.”
Isaiah 40:8
Preparing God's Word for your heart
“The grass withers and the flowers fall, but the word of our God endures forever.”
Isaiah 40:8
Who gives himself with his gifts feeds three—Himself, his hungering neighbor, and Me. LOWELL
Andrew, I have only five barley loaves left and a couple of fish, but the Master shall have most of it. Here are three loaves, four—but one loaf I should like to keep. You know, Andrew, it is a long way home, but the four loaves and the fishes I will give to Him.”
As Andrew explains that the Master would like to have all, a struggle goes on in the boy’s heart. He looks repeatedly, first at the fifth loaf, then at the Master. “Andrew, take all,” he exclaims joyously as the light breaks. “Take all five, and the fishes, too.”
What is the fifth loaf that you have not yet surrendered? Let me plead with you to let Him have all. PASTOR DOLMAN
Was it the “widow’s mite” or “all her living” that caught our Lord’s attention (Mark 12)?
It was Martin Luther who wrote: “I have had many things in my hands, and I have lost them all; but whatever I have been able to place in God’s hands I still possess.”
There is a Divine law in connection with our giving. Christ with a few loaves and fish feeds thousands.
Give! as the morning that flows out of heaven; Give! as the waves when their channel is riven; Give! as the free air and sunshine are given!
Lavishly, utterly, joyfully give! Not the waste drops of thy cup overflowing; Not the faith sparks of thy hearth ever glowing; Not a pale bud from the June roses blowing: Give as He gave thee who gave thee to live.
Almost the day of thy giving is over; Ere from the grass dies the bee-haunted clover Thou wilt have vanished from friend and from lover: What shall thy longing avail in the grave?
Give as the heart gives whose fetters are breaking—Life, love, and hope, all thy dreams and thy waking; Soon, heaven’s river thy soul-fever slaking, Thou shalt know God and the gift that He gave. ROSE TERRY COOKE