However (again)

            I’ve been away from my computer most of the day and tonight since getting home I have played — talked on the phone, read some emails, done a little reading and now it’s time for bed and I don’t have a devotion written!   
            However! I am reminded just now that I had two points yesterday and only gave one.  Let me see if I can speedily develop point number two here.
            There once was a King in Judah and Jotham was his name. 2 Chronicles 27:1-9 says he did what was right in the sight of the LORD. He built the Upper Gate of the house of the LORD; he built cities in the mountains of Judah; in the forests he built fortresses and towers; he fought enemies and defeated them; he built commerce – a really good guy. Right? Yes, BUT.  2 Kings 15:35 reads: However the high places were not removed; the people still sacrificed and burned incense on the high places.
            And so when Jotham was buried with his fathers in the City of David (verse 9 of 2 Chronicles 27) his son Ahaz assumed the throne and if you continue to read you will find that Ahaz sacrificed and burned incense on those high places that his father did not tear down.  Moreover Ahaz’s debauchery continued and he wound up sacrificing his own child to idols.
            Jotham in his reign did some really great things; he was a good king BUT – Beth wrote it this way: The atrocity Jotham chose to ignore was the one that snared his own son. 
            What are we ignoring that will snare our children and grandchildren? It is not enough for us to do what is right, we have to do all we can to correct or remove what is wrong.

            ABBA, the hour is late, it’s time to post this and rest but I dare not until I come with our IDOKs and Readers to pray.  To pray for each other; to pray for those on our hearts; for their well being in spirit, soul and body; for the peace and prosperity of Israel; for weekend activities to be safe and fun and vehicles to communicate Your Gospel to those we see whom You have prepared to hear; and so many other things on our individual hearts.  And to thank You for just being You.  To thank You for the Bible – what a gift it is to us.  Forgive us for neglecting it and inspire us, oh more than inspire but even give us an insatiable appetite for it.  It would be so good if we craved Your Word more than we do meat, potatoes and chocolate.  It would be so good if we desired Your Word more than food or drink.  It would be so good if You were our food and drink. And so we do not come under a load of condemnation, which I know does not come from You, I thank You that we are making progress here.  You are increasing our appetite for You and I am delighted about it; but I don’t want to be satisfied with what we have right now tonight.  I want us to want more tomorrow, more and more.  You do too, don’t You?  You make me smile.  Thank You.  I love You, LORD.  Thank You so much.  Rest us, refresh us and point out to us individually and even collectively, the Body of Christ, when we choose political correctness over holiness and don’t let us be comfortable in compromise.  Have mercy on us and bless us with conviction and correction so we can better equip our children and grandchildren to live free and holy.  I don’t pretend to know what You are up to these days but You are up to something and I can’t wait to see You unfold it and I cannot thank You enough for including me  in it.  I am so glad to be Your servant. Let me, train me, anoint me to serve You more and more.  To love and serve Your Body more and to really, really care that people are racing headlong to hell – help me care enough to put up some roadblocks in Jesus Name.    Holy Spirit, please take this prayer, tweak it so that it agrees with You, that way I know You will answer it and we will receive Your answer.  I like what Joyce said, that she was gonna ask You for anything and everything she wants and be happy with everything You give.  I like that.  Make it so in me too, ABBA, and not just me but every one who prays along with us in agreement.  I know it’s time to rest.  Amen and amen.



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Follower of Christ. Wife, Mother, Grandmother, Great-Grandmother. Some call me a teacher. Some say I'm a prayer warrior. A few accredit me with some writing skills. Me? I say I'm a work in slow progress, looking for perfection in eternity and until then having all the holy fun I know how.

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