Thinking about . . .

Psalm 139:1-6; 41:4; Matthew 6:25-33; Luke 12:22-31; Mark 8:33

The Lord is not a God of passive interest. Of all that is in creation, He is intensely familiar, relational with you and me, individuals. He does not merely acknowledge men and women, boys and girls, even the nations as a casual observer; rather, God recognizes, acknowledges and instructs. He has thoroughly investigated and grasps who we are and loves enough not to leave us alone. He leaves our mouths gaping . . .

Of all the arguments for the existence of God, this is most compelling: He is present and is closing in, “pressing in from the outside,” but not forcing. This is beyond comprehension.

Someone has asked, “Who said you have to believe in God?”
God did. Who said you had to reject Him?

The problem is that we love God too little, and this is sin.

Besides “himself,” the only interest to a pagan is what he will eat, what he will drink, what he will wear, and what he will do with tomorrow when/if it comes. What makes me any different? My heavenly Father already knows I need these things. What does He want me to do as an obedient child? My obedient response is to seek Him and everything about Him formost—His Kingdom, His righteousness—with all loving mind, heart, sould and strength, then everything else will follow. Why? Because life is more than food and clothes, and we have only been “living” when God wants us to Be and that, “ALIVE.” Forgive us for minding the things of men and not the things of God!

Rev 3:19 “As many as I love, I rebuke and chasten; therefore be zealous and repent.”

Job 28:28 “And to man He said, Behold, the fear of the Lord, that is wisdom! And to depart from evil is understanding!”

Psalm 25:12 “What man is he who fears the Lord? He shall teach him in the way that he shall choose.”

Psa 128:1 “Blessed is everyone who fears the Lord, who walks in His ways.”

Psa 147:11 “The Lord takes pleasure in those who fear Him, who hope in His mercy."

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