God speaks through his guys

Thursday, July 9, 2026

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God speaks through his guys

Just open the bible up. God’s spending more time than I deserve getting me back. What do you think of this?

I drew them with human cords,
with bands of love;
I fostered them like one
who raises an infant to his cheeks;
Yet, though I stooped to feed my child,
they did not know that I was their healer.
My heart is overwhelmed,
my pity is stirred.
I will not give vent to my blazing anger,
I will not destroy Ephraim again;
For I am God and not man,
the Holy One present among you;
I will not let the flames consume you.

That is you talking, Lord. My emotions are like yours, and yours, although reputed sometimes to be unshakeable and certain, seem to be anguished, grief-stricken, angry, and finally forgiving.

Yes, and that’s exactly how I felt, then … and now.

Who came up with the idea that my emotions are calm and collected. That’s not the way I am.

 My emotions seem to lead the way more now than ever. Sometimes I regret something, to the nth degree. Sometimes I am overjoyed, and I mean that literally – over-come, over-whelmed, over-joyed, overtaken, over-extended, over-talking … over this and over that.

Hey, David, I think you’re getting over the surgery, aren’t you? Maybe this OVER stuff is just the cat’s pajamas.

O Lord, don’t use that kind of language. Can’t you be more solemn, like Charleton Heston. At least a few of us would respect you more.

Ha! That’s a laugh. When my boys and girls find a way to respect me, I’ll know it. And it won’t be because of anything simple like using today’s colloquialisms rather than thee and thou. And by the way, I think Hosea was the cat’s pajamas. He was one of my best creations. He did the forgiving thing so well. Better than me, sometimes.

Just listening and hearing and discerning and overturning my own inner voice is so good for me, Lord. On the other hand, it’s 11 o’clock, and I haven’t eaten breakfast yet.

Shhhh! Don’t say that out loud. Just get out of “throne room” and get something to eat.

Oh, how I love you Lord!

Yeah, back at you.

 

(Hosea 11, Psalm 80, Mark 1, Matthew 10)

(posted at www.davesandel.net)

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