If you see a turtle on top of a fence post,
you know he had help getting there!

Ps 8:4-9
4 What is man, that thou art mindful of him? and the son of man,
that thou visitest him?
5 For thou hast made him a little lower than the angels,
and hast crowned him with glory and honour.
6 Thou madest him to have dominion over the works of thy hands;
thou hast put all things under his feet:
7 All sheep and oxen, yea, and the beasts of the field;
8 The fowl of the air, and the fish of the sea, and whatsoever
passeth through the paths of the seas.
9 O LORD our Lord, how excellent is thy name in all the earth!

Light from the Word.
The late Dean John W. Burgon hated the theory of evolution,
and contended against it on all occasions.
It was he who cried in a sermon: "O ye men of science, give me back
my ancestors in the Garden of Eden, and you may keep yours in the
Zoological Gardens."

Gratitude is a powerful attitude that beautifully colors all of life.
The attitude of gratitude is a condition of heart.

When we consider the hundreds of millions of stars in the universe,
what is man but a speck of dust on a small green planet?
Who am I that God Incarnate should come and die for me?

He is The Ancient of days, the Ruler of rulers, The Leader of leaders,
the Overseer of the over comers, and the sovereign Lord of all that
was and is and is to come.
And, yet, His goal is a relationship with ME!

His love was so deep it brought forgiveness when I didn't even know
I needed it!
His love is so vast it gives me a part in His eternal kingdom even though
I don't deserve it!

I can never thank Him enough!
Though words and time be endless, I could never express the fullness
of gratitude.
It is then my great desire to develop an attitude of gratitude!

"O Lord my God! when I in awesome wonder
Consider all the worlds Thy hands have made,
I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder,
Thy power throughout the universe displayed:

And when I think that God, His Son not sparing,
Sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in;
That on the cross, my burden gladly bearing,
He bled and died to take away my sin:

When Christ shall come with shout of acclamation
And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart!
Then I shall bow in humble adoration,
And there proclaim, my God, how great Thou art!

Then sings my soul, my Savior God, to Thee:
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!
Then sings my soul! my Savior God, to Thee:
How great Thou art, how great Thou art! "

(Originally a Swedish folk melody,
"O Store Gud" by Carl Boberg (1859-1940)
was translated by Stuart K. Hine in 1899.)

Love ya!
Bro. Bruce