Woe is me?

I was looking for this scripture passage when I wrote the very long post on Saturday. I knew it was there but couldn't remember where.   As luck(?) would have it, the book of Lamentations was the part of the Bible in today's "Bible in a year" reading schedule.  The following is from Lamentations 3:31-42 (NIV) and for those that don't think or understand that the things that happen in my life are either of God or allowed by Him in my life, I think this should make you think twice about that.


31 For no one is cast off
    by the Lord forever.
32 Though he brings grief, he will show compassion,
    so great is his unfailing love.
33 For he does not willingly bring affliction
    or grief to anyone.
34 To crush underfoot
    all prisoners in the land,
35 to deny people their rights
    before the Most High,
36 to deprive them of justice—
    would not the Lord see such things?
37 Who can speak and have it happen
    if the Lord has not decreed it?
38 Is it not from the mouth of the Most High
    that both calamities and good things come?
39 Why should the living complain
    when punished for their sins?
40 Let us examine our ways and test them,
    and let us return to the Lord.
41 Let us lift up our hearts and our hands
    to God in heaven, and say:
42 “We have sinned and rebelled
    and you have not forgiven.

I think verses 38-42 are more germane to my point, but you know how I feel about cherry picking scripture and not getting the entire context right.  I try to add what I think give the right context to the verses.

That's why I don't get down like I used to.  I listen more.  My hurt hoof is helping me remember to FEAR God.

I spent a day on my feet cooking.  There are seven pints of salsa.  There are seventeen quarts of tomatoes. There were eighteen but the phone rang right when I was taking them out of the canner and one of the lids popped off, band and all.  I know I tightened them, but, well, you can figure it out. I shared from the garden with neighbors, too.  I'm glad there's enough to go around.  Pussycats left today.  There is one cat left in my house.  ONE!

She may bring home one if the person who's accepting them will take the kittens without the mama.  But then mama is getting FIXED!  TWO is the limit!

Off in the distance there are loud explosions.  There must be Labor Day fireworks somewhere close.  The doggies are going nuts.

Well gang, that's it.  If you saw the earlier post, I deleted it.  It sucked.

This one, I think is so much better because it sheds some light on things that sometimes make absolutely no sense to y'all.




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