There are times when the strain of this sinful world threatens to overwhelm me, dear ones. When things are being written that make me wonder how professing Christians could think it was acceptable. When Christians in other countries are being imprisoned and martyred. When lies are being told, and hatred is masked by manipulation. When the walls are closing in, and there’s nothing I can do about any of these things. I had a conversation with a brother-in-Christ recently, we were talking about commentaries and I mentioned how I had hoped to find more time for reading them. He gave me wonderful advice, he said that he stops in his study of Scripture and prays. It refocuses him, and makes his time in Gods Word sweeter.
I felt like Christian in Doubting Castle, the key to escape was in his pocket the whole time. The answers to my inability to fix these issues was here all the time, prayer. This causes me to want to praise and worship, to shout out my thanksgivings to God! What mercy is this? What kindness? A wretch like me, sinful , weak, impatient, and in a daily battle with the flesh, can come before the thrice holy God, before His throne, to pray to Him? I can’t even get ahold of my own state Senator but I can go before the King of Kings? Truly this God we serve is worthy of all praise, and honor, and glory! I hope this hymn blesses you, as its blessed me, and as always beloved brethren, be good Berean’s and study to show yourselves approved.
This is the day the Lord has made;
He calls the hours His own;
let heav’n rejoice, let earth be glad,
and praise surround the throne.
Today he rose and left the dead,
and Satan’s empire fell;
today the saints His triumphs spread,
and all His wonders tell.
Hosanna to th’anointed King,
to David’s holy Son.
help us, O LORD, descend and bring
salvation from Your throne.
Blest be the Lord, who comes to us
with messages of grace;
who comes, in God His Father’s name,
to save our sinful race.