Rejoice In Sunday

Oh Heavenly and Gracious Father in Heaven, Hallowed be Thy Name. Thank You for this beautiful and glorious Sunday morning You have created for me today. For this day, I praise and honor Your name. This is the day that you have made, I will rejoice and be glad for all that You have in store for me. With every breath I take, I am reminded of the countless blessings You have showered upon me. The very gift of life, the love of family and friends, and the hope that each new day brings, all bear testament to Your unceasing goodness.

On this Sunday, a day set aside to honor and glorify Your name, I take a moment to express my profound gratitude. For the trials that have molded me, for the joys that have uplifted me, and for the quiet moments of reflection that have drawn me closer to You, I offer my heartfelt thanks.

As the world awakens to the possibilities of this blessed day, may my heart overflow with gratitude, recognizing every moment as a gift from You.

Devotion by Max Lucado | The Almighty Jehovah | https://thealmightyJehovah.com

The Next Door Savior

In the aftermath of 9/11 a group of religious leaders was invited to come to Washington and pray with President Bush. The group was well-frocked and well-known. You might wonder if I felt out of place. The only time I wear a robe is when I step out of the shower.

But when it came my turn to meet George W. Bush, I added, “And Mr. President, I was raised in Andrews, Texas—a half-hour drive from your hometown.” He smiled that lopsided smile and let his accent drawl ever so slightly. “Why, I know your town. I’ve walked those streets. I’ve even played your golf course.” It was nice to know that the president knew my home.

How much nicer to know the same about God. Yes, he rules the universe. Yes, he has walked your streets. He’s still the next door Savior. Jesus – above all powers? You bet he is!

You will Never Have To

Suppose you were to stand on a stage while a film of every secret and selfish moment of your life was projected on the screen behind you. Would you not scream for the heavens to have mercy? And would you not feel just a fraction of what Christ felt on the cross? The icy displeasure of a sin-hating God.

The Bible says Christ carried all our sins in his body. See Christ on the cross? That’s a gossiper hanging there. See Jesus? Embezzler. Liar. Bigot. “Hold it, Max! Don’t you lump Christ with those evildoers.” I didn’t. He did. More than place his name in the same sentence, he placed himself in their place. And yours! With hands nailed open, he invited God, “Treat me as you would them.” And God did.

“My God my God, why did you abandon me?” Why did Jesus scream those words? Simple – so that you’ll never have to.

Rejoice In Sunday