My mom and dad and our clan from Resurrection Day, 1953. |
Hello and welcome to another day, and this one shows up as Monday, March 22, 2021. Over the past several weeks we've been having tremendous services at our local fellowship meetings, typically called 'Church', and, we thank God for His moving among us. We have folks giving their lives to Christ in most services, and, we have the altar filled with folks seeking God. I used the photo above because it is of my personal family which caused me to be reminded of my Church family. All people who have put their faith and trust in Jesus the Christ are our brothers and sisters. This would be the family of God and it extends to people of faith regardless of where they might reside. However, there is a local family of believers that is critical to our growth and development and this is the one, the local called-out assembly, that is mentioned the majority of times in The Scriptures. Real people, real locations, meeting together to carry on the work and ministry given by the Lord. Yes, we are united with people of like faith all over the globe and they truly are connected to us, however, God's plan for each believer is to become a part of a family of faith where they can live life together and labor on behalf of the Kingdom. Here's the sentiment reflected in the Gaither song, 'The Family of God':
You will notice we say brother
And sister 'round here
It's because we're a family
And these folks are so near
When one has a heartache
We all share the tears
And rejoice in each victory
In this family so dear
Looking in the rearview mirror, it is clear our family has had its fair share of challenges, heartaches, and, yes, tragic circumstances. So much so, one fellow many years ago observed how we as a family must be under the judgment of God and if we didn't get right we would all end up dead. That was his outside-looking-in viewpoint, and as I recall, his feeble attempt to verbalize a word of comfort to us. While I can't explain why we had to deal with all that came our way, I can say that God has been with us through it all. It is not just our faith but it truly has been the object of our faith, our belief in God and His sovereign provision that has sustained us. My grandfather's favorite song was well known among his clan and it became for many of us, our song as well:
I Know Who Holds Tomorrow, 1950, written by Ira Stanphill
I don't know about tomorrow
I just live from day to day
I don't borrow from its sunshine
For its skies may turn to grey
I don't worry o'er the future
For I know what Jesus said
And today I'll walk beside Him
For He knows what is ahead
Many things about tomorrow
I don't seem to understand
But I know who holds tomorrow
And I know who holds my hand
I don't know about tomorrow
It may bring me poverty
But the one who feeds the sparrow
Is the one who stands by me
And the path that is my portion
May be through the flame or flood
But His presence goes before me
And I'm covered with His blood
Many things about tomorrow
I don't seem to understand
But I know who holds tomorrow
And I know who holds my hand
It would be nice if we all could enjoy a peaceful snooze just like Mr. Bentley. Have a blessed rest of the day and remember to remember, God's got this! Amen. ........More later.
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