Remember Your word to Your servant;
You have given me hope through it.
This is my comfort in my affliction;
Your promise has given me life.
The arrogant constantly ridicule me,
but I do not turn away from Your instruction.
-- Psalm 119:49-51
When God owns the universe what can any one of us possibly give God, other than our attention and devotion? We might feel harassed and hounded by bill collectors or bosses demanding more from us; by those who have more and who find us strange for not striving for better "stuff," but nothing on which our hands fall is really ours. All we have is God's. When we come to God that is our service. We have pauper status in the material sense, while possessing an infinite inheritance as beloved children of The Most High, gained through Christ. This is our promise.
From Celtic Devotions
this morning were these lines:
this morning were these lines:Bless, O God, the thing on which mine eye doth rest,When our eye "surveys the wondrous cross," and hope rests in our eternal inheritance, what worry is too great?
Bless, O God, the thing on which my hope doth rest,
Bless, O God, my reason and my purpose,
Bless, O God, Thou them, Thou God of life.
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