my heartaches He bears.
He hears
and wipes my tears.
He delights
and, my pathway. He lights.
He covers and guards
when my way is hard.
His hands hold power
in my woeful hour.
He listens!
He protects!
He guides!
He loves!
He delights
in me.
I think the story about the Three Little Pigs is an excellent one to illustrate how we are to build the foundation of our lives and homes. It tells of how each little piggy built their homes from either straw, sticks, or bricks. The first two get blown away by the puff of the “big bad wolf”.
The story is similar to what we are told in Matthew 7:25, “The rain came down, the streams rose, and the winds blew and beat against that house; yet it did not fall, because it had its foundation on the rock.”
My Rock is God! The big bad wolf is Satan and his ways. So how do I want to build my house?
The Israelites wondered forty years. Were they excited that the door was finally opening, leading them into the promised land? Did they look at the open door as a new opportunity?
How do I act or what do I think when a door opens- when a new stage in life is provided? Does excitement spark? Do I:
Want it!
Own it!
Take it!
And, Thank God for it!
“The Lord your God has blessed you in all the work of your hands. He has watched over your journey through this vast wilderness. These forty years the Lord your God has been with you, and you have not lacked anything.” Deuteronomy 2:7
