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Balancing Life's Ledger

"The man who would truly know God must give time to Him."- A.W. Tozer Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under trees on a summer's day,listening to the murmur of the water,or watching the clouds float across the sky,is by no means a waste of time.”― John Lubbock, Right now 'us daughters' are helping mom sort through Things,as they prepare to downsize in the next year.Recently mom showed me an old ledger where every dollar spent was recorded and accounted for.I couldn't help but wonder what another Ledger looks likethat God will open and show me every moment spent,recorded and accounted/accountable for! Oh! God help me be mindful ofthe gravity and goodness in the Gift of a new day!Forgive my fumbles and failures and let your sufficient grace be my hope and delight,(for) with you there is forgiveness,  so that we can, with reverence, serve you. Ps.130:4 Ps.51:10-12 KJVCreate in me a clean heart, O God; and renew a right spirit within me. Cast me not away from thy presence; and take not thy holy spirit from me. Restore unto me the joy of thy salvation; and uphold me with thy free spirit. Lord, I don't want to emulateThe pace that seems to dominateThe human race with breathless chaseThat falls prey to dusk's dust and dewBut still, while morn-to-evening tollsI want to strive to lovely goalsAnd recognize the holy prizeThat gleams where morning hails anew I want to work with willing handsNot shirking what duty demandsYet not dictate so strict a gaitI cannot pause to stand and stareAware of Whose Evidence brimsIn awesome, unparalleled hymnsIn every hue-commanding view That every new season lays bare How sorry, never to affordAn hour to spend with You, LordIn Your Good Book or by a brookOr on a hill, where zephyrs loll Else, in my trek from dawn till darkProsperity misses its markAs I pay heed, with frugal creed To the body, but not the soul I want to take stock of the clockThat gives and takes with tick by tockAware of He who holds Time's keyBefore eternity; to kenWith open eyes and arms and heartThe beauty of each day's fresh startTo weigh, then choose, then kindly useThis gift the Lord has made. Amen Janet Martin Ps.118: 19-21, 24-29Open to me the gates of righteousness;I will go through them,And I will praise the Lord. This is the gate of the Lord,Through which the righteous shall enter. I will praise You,For You have answered me,And have become my salvation. This is the day the Lord has made;We will rejoice and be glad in it. Save now, I pray, O Lord;O Lord, I pray, send now prosperity. Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord!We have blessed you from the house of the Lord. God is the Lord,And He has given us light;Bind the sacrifice with cords to the horns of the altar. You are my God, and I will praise You;You are my God, I will exalt You. Oh, give thanks to the Lord, for He is good!For His mercy endures forever.
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