Human Nature

I was just reading Nehemiah nine, and it hit me again.  Our faith is not based on miracles or on demonstrations of God’s power.  The Jews had that.  They saw plagues, the parting of the Red Sea, they saw the power of God, and even with that the first chance they had they turned away.  It explains why I’m so quick to forget what God has done for me, and how He has provided.  It’s human nature.  Look at the miracles Jesus did and how people disbelieved Him.  A reflection of my life magnified to a nation.  People really don’t change, and we’re all basically the same.  How I chuckle, when I hear about how tough we have it these days, how bad things have gotten.  Don’t be silly.  Things haven’t changed that much.  Sin is sin.  The next generation is struggling with the same sin my generation struggles with, same as my parents generation struggles with, all the way back to Adam.  I’m rambling.  I’ll stop now.

Psalm 3:3 But thou, O Lord, art a shield for me; my glory, and the lifter up of mine head.

God is my glory. That cannot be topped, and yet I incessantly run after the glory given from men. At times like these I get just a glimpse of the magnitude of my own folly. What must God think of me? He sees me as I am, and that is not a pretty picture.

Proverbs 25:2 It is the glory of God to conceal a thing: but the honour of kings is to search out a matter.

This is the true place and purpose of science, to seek out the things God has hidden.

Hello Again

I’m back.  A quick update.  I’ve got the new BMCR website is going well.  I’ve got a test setup of the new system, and it’ll work, I’ve just got to clear it with the powers that be.  I’ve got a weather station that for some reason will not talk to any of my computers.  It’s been a frustrating two or three days trying to figure that out.  My brother and sister are visiting through Saturday, so I get to spend time with them.  I’m so glad they are here.  The students are in their third week of classes.  Ok, that’s the big stuff, and I’m so tired I can’t remember the little stuff, so I’m done.

Proverbs 21:2 Every way of a man is right in his own eyes: but the Lord pondereth the hearts.

God knows. It doesn’t matter what other people see, it doesn’t matter how I justify it, He sees. How often I am foolish to believe that I have some how hoodwinked God.

Proverbs 21:30 There is no wisdom nor understanding nor counsel against the Lord.

He always wins. End of story.

Nehemiah 5:19 Think upon me, my God, for good, according to all that I have done for this people.

Here it is. Every sermon I have ever heard, Nehemiah is a hero. No one ever calls him selfish or self-serving because he asks God to treat him well for the good he has done. Yet the king of Persia in the book of Ezra is always a bad guy for expecting God’s favor because he gave stuff to God and His people. End of personal pet peeve.

Introspective

Why do I become discontent?  Why do I have this craving for honor, glory, and recognition when I know very well were I to get them I would still not be satisfied?  Why am I not content with the riches God has given me?  Through Christ I have everything, and I want to chase after nothing.  Does that make me a fool?  I know the truth and I still run after the lie.  Pathetic.

Any ways today was actually a good day, I just sometimes marvel at myself (and not in a good way).

Psalm 144:15 Happy is that people, that is in such a case: yea, happy is that people, whose God is the Lord.

Proverbs 16:6 A man’s heart deviseth his way: but the Lord directeth his steps.

For some reason I find this verse comforting tonight.

Ezra 8:22 For I was ashamed to require of the king a band of soldiers and horsemen to help us against the enemy in the way: because we had spoken unto the king, saying, The hand of our God is upon all them for good that seek him; but his power and his wrath is against all them that forsake him.

Two things. Ezra was concerned for God’s honor, and he trusted God to uphold His honor. Secondly they must have had a lot of money with them, if a band of soldiers was “needed” to protect them. How often does God do that? How often does He ask me to do something totally backwards? How often do I say yes when He does?