Because of the Lord’s great love we are not consumed, for His compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness. I say to myself, “The Lord is my portion; therefore I will wait for Him.” Lamentations 3:22-23
“It is that spirit of greed which Jesus said God hated more than any other. It is so diametrically opposite to the spirit of God. For God forever lavishes his gifts upon the good and bad alike, and finds all his joy in endless giving… You see, I feel deeply about us all. Beside Jesus the whole lot us are so contemptible. I do not see how God stomachs us at all. But God is like Jesus, and like Jesus, He will not give up until we, too, are like Jesus.”
Frank C. Laubach (1884-1970) in Letters By A Modern Mystic (Feedbooks: 2009) letter entitled, “Joy in endless giving.”
The Russians mixed things up yesterday.
The drone strikes in Kyiv did not come until just before dawn. At least that made for good sleep. They woke me with similar shock as the 5:00am Muslim call to prayer in Pakistan.
And while I am wide awake by 5am on normal days, I am a bit sleep deprived this week. But no complaints. It was a great night of sleep.
Again, I turn to Laubach and find a strong connection. I saw the endless giving God from the window of the train yesterday.
The sun lavished light on the earth. The sky was bright blue. The life in the fields burst forth in color, green everywhere, yellow canola, and flowers of many colors.
It marked my last full day with Dr. Milan Hluchý, one of the most brilliant people I have ever met, he quoted Albert Einstein as we gazed on the beauty of a forest.
“There are two types of people. Those who see miracles everywhere and those who never see any miracles.”
Despite the ravages of war and death, this land produces life because of the endless giving of God. His miracles are new every day and we see them every minute if we look.
That same endless givign is directed to us, filled with grace, truth, hope, and love. Departing Ukraine today. Bring peace Lord. Though none of us deserves your love, pour our your mercy on this land