As I listened to the reading for the day it struck me that I need an escape route. Lot got out of town just in time and I need to be planning my get away too, before the Lord rains down sulphurous fire on this place. Yep! That’s the ticket…go to Zoar and don’t look back.
As I sail through life…whether it be a violent storm or a light chop…it is comforting to know who is napping in the back of my boat.
Dear Lord Jesus,
Of this I readily must concede.
While tiny as a mustard seed.
It’s my faith, that is my creed.
Without that I would be a weed.
It is Your word, that I must heed.
It is Your will, that must supersede.
It is on Your word, that I must feed.
If I am to get, up to speed.
Amen.
Today’s readings
Genesis 19:15-29
Psalms 26:2-3,9-12
Mathew 8:23-27
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