More Thoughts:
Jesus came to earth totally bent on pleasing and reverencing His Father. We are re-born to the same Father. Shouldn’t we walk as Jesus walked?
These ancient breezes I breathe have passed the dinosaur, the iced earth, and the great wars. They’ve passed Jesus Christ and were breathed by Him when He walked this earth, when He took His last breaths on the cross, and died—for me.
Me? Humble? Never! I have to beat myself in the skull with a rock each morning to remind myself not to be proud—and even then my brain brags back to me, “Haven’t I got a wonderfully hard head?”
Get out of my way sinner—I’m on my way to save the world.
We’ll pay money for a veterinarian to examine a poor sick stray cat we’ve taken a liking to, but we'll grab the shotgun for the cute little black skunk that digs holes in our yard so he can feast on grubs—the poor little skunk who’s not responsible for his scent or his hunger
We relish a prime delmonico steak oozing its rich juices, but we’d cringe and turn away in disgust from an edible grasshopper when we see its colorful yellow body fluids.
Are you a writer and a child of God? You’re just as much loved as his editor children and his publisher children.