All People Will See…
Good morning beautiful people, good morning. Yesterday we celebrated Memorial Day. It rained quite heavily at times as I traveled the two hours north to place some flowers on my parents’ grave. The American flag waived high for miles as I drove into the little town where they were laid to rest. The Christian Flag caught my attention as it proudly waived over the cemetery.
I thought of all the people that lost their life serving our country as I traveled north yesterday. The many men and women that served our country, I wanted to somehow say thank you once again for our freedom. I know it was costly, freedom wasn’t and isn’t free.
Our Heavenly Father gives us freedom through his son Jesus Christ every day. We get to choose if we walk in it or we don’t. Once again, there was a cost. John 8:36 tells us Whom the son sets free, is free indeed. The price was paid, the ultimate sacrifice, the life of his son, Jesus Christ.
The rain at times kept my windshield wipers quite busy and I prayed once again for the healing rain of revival to sweep across our nation. I prayed that the founder of heaven and earth would open the heavens and the healing rain would draw all man unto himself.
Father, thank you for our freedom, thank you for your Word. Father, thank you for the rain. Yes, Oh Lord, show us your glory, as revival sweeps across our nation like it has never before. Psalm 24 tells us The earth is the Lord’s, and everything in it, the world, and all who live in it; or he founded it on the seas and established it on the waters. Who may ascend the mountain of the Lord? Who may stand in his holy place? The one who has clean hands and a pure heart, who does not trust in an idol or swear by a false god. They will receive blessing from the Lord and vindication from God their Savior. Such is the generation of those who seek him, who seek your face, God of Jacob. Lift up your heads, you gates; be lifted up, you ancient doors, that the King of glory may come in. Who is this King of glory? The Lord strong and mighty, the Lord mighty in battle.
Lift up your heads, you gates; lift them up, you ancient doors, that the King of glory may come in. Who is he, this King of glory? The Lord Almighty—he is the King of glory. Amen.
Have a blessed day God’s beautiful people. Let his love rain down on you today. Thank him for an outpouring of his spirit on your life and the lives of all.