Each Saturday evening I go through a little ritual- I stand in front of my closet and wonder, how did it get to be time to get ready for Sunday again? Didn't I just do a Sunday? This week I inserted a variation- how did it come time for Thanksgiving again? Didn't we just have Thanksgiving? Oh, that was last year. Time passes- whether we are having fun or not.
As I listened to the heavy rainfall last night and early this morning I began to wonder...just what effect do my words Sunday after Sunday have? I know God has promised that His Word will always accomplish it's purpose (see Isaiah 55:11). But there are days and weeks I wonder if I'll live long enough to see God's Word bring the fruit I long to see.
Then, I read the book of James this morning. And what did I read? James 5:7-8"Therefore brothers, be patient. . . see how the farmer waits for the precious fruit of the earth and is patient with it until it receives the early and the late rains? You also must be patient. Strengthen your hearts because the Lord's coming is near."(HCSB).
So, it is Sunday again. It is thanksgiving season once again. I will patiently wait for God's promise to be fulfilled.
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