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Prayer

Bless the Lord always with your heart, mind and soul. He is the Creator of the heavens and the earth. Only He is to be worshiped. 
Humility


So the last shall be first, and the first last.”

Matthew 20:17 NASB

King Saul ascended to greatness, but was never a great man. Instead of living with humility and gratitude for his opportunities, he lived the tragic life of presumption. He presumed to decide which of God’s commands he would follow and which he wouldn’t. God told him to utterly destroy the Amalekites-he chose to spare some of them and keep the spoils of battle. On another occasion, he presumed to offer sacrifices unto the Lord, a task that was reserved for the priests. The psalmist wrote, “Also keep back Thy servant from presumptuous sins; Let them not rule over me; Then I shall be blameless, And I shall be acquitted of great transgression.” (Psalm 19:13 NASB) A prayer Saul would have done well to pray. Instead, he gave into his base desires. Deut. 17:12 gives the penalty for presumptuous sin, it says, “And the man who acts presumptuously by not listening to the priest who stands there to serve the Lord your G…
April 13


IN THE GARDEN
C. Austin Miles, 1868–1945
  Mary Magdalene went to the disciples with the news: “I have seen the Lord!” And she told them that He had said these things to her. (John 20:18)
It was in 1912 that music publisher Dr. Adam Geibel asked author and composer C. Austin Miles to write a hymn text that would be “sympathetic in tone, breathing tenderness in every line; one that would bring hope to the hopeless, rest for the weary, and downy pillows to dying beds.” Mr. Miles has left the following account of the writing of this hymn:
  One day in April, 1912, I was seated in the dark room, where I kept my photographic equipment and organ. I drew my Bible toward me; it opened at my favorite chapter, John 20—whether by chance or inspiration let each reader decide. That meeting of Jesus and Mary had lost none of its power and charm.
  As I read it that day, I seemed to be part of the scene. I became a silent witness to that dramatic moment in Mary’s life, when she knelt before …