Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness,
for they shall be satisfied.
Salvation is found in no one else, for there is no other name under
heaven given to mankind by which we must be saved. Acts 4:12
Let love be genuine.
Abhor what is evil; hold fast to what is good.
Love one another with brotherly affection.
Outdo one another in showing honor.
Do not be slothful in zeal, be fervent in spirit, serve the Lord.
Rejoice in hope, be patient in tribulation, be constant in prayer.
Contribute to the needs of the saints and seek to show hospitality.
Bless those who persecute you; bless and do not curse them.
Rejoice with those who rejoice, weep with those who weep.
Live in harmony with one another.
Do not be haughty, but associate with the lowly.
Never be wise in your own sight.
Repay no one evil for evil,
but give thought to do what is honorable in the sight of all.
I ask, then, has God rejected his people? By no means! For I myself am an Israelite, a descendant of Abraham, a member of the tribe of Benjamin. God has not rejected his people whom he foreknew. Do you not know what the Scripture says of Elijah, how he appeals to God against Israel? “Lord, they have killed your prophets, they have demolished your altars, and I alone am left, and they seek my life.” But what is God’s reply to him? “I have kept for myself seven thousand men who have not bowed the knee to Baal.” So too at the present time there is a remnant, chosen by grace. But if it is by grace, it is no longer on the basis of works; otherwise grace would no longer be grace.
Fast from discouragement and feast on hope.
That's how this lovely saying goes. Thank you, Gretchen, for letting me borrow it.
I have hope. If I look around at our world I see turmoil, despair, all the troubles from which we run and hide. Do you see them too? I hope not. While I am staring at it I am interrupted by a still, small, powerful voice that says, simply, "Look up." And I see like a blind man who has never seen before. What is that bright light? Do you see it? I have hope that in a thousand tomorrows, or one, this great light will defeat the darkness.
I heard a song this morning that sounds like how I feel.
This is "No Man's Land" by Mean Mary. What do you think she means?
Here I stand, in no man’s land, drear and stark and dead
Contrariwise, these merry eyes, see blue skies overhead
All is Bleak, so very bleak
In this land of grim mystique
Empty spaces, harsh places, send a wistful plea
Like someone near, someone dear, calling out to me
And the wind wails its desire
And it’s hungry, hungry like a fire, like a wildfire
I’m full of fight, here I stand
I’m doing alright in No Man’s Land
With Blinders gone, I look upon, this mystic land of strife
This open door, to the ground floor, of rough and restless life
I looked up at the sky once more
Had it ever been so blue before –
Birds fly, shadows rush by, there’s movement behind each stone
I’m lonely in name only, for I’ve never been alone
All the earth is fierce and alive
And it’s hungry, hungry to thrive, to survive
Endless rocks, endless knocks, endless shifting sand
The sun’s ablaze, no shady ways, but still, I understand
I understand this No Man’s Land