Because of the Lord’s great love, we are not consumed, for His compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness. I say to myself, “The Lord is my portion; therefore I will wait for Him.”
Thought of the Day
At WORKCAMP last week, I told the youth there about Eskimos. I thought it was fitting since the temperature each day was in the mid nineties. I hoped that the story might make them cooler. This is it. The story was about an interview with a man who had visited those people who live above the Artic Circle. He told of asking an Eskimo man his age. At first the man said that he didn’t know or care how old he was. Upon being pressed however, the Eskimo man finally answered, “Almost one day”. The interviewer continued questioning the man about what he meant by that answer. The man began to talk about their customs and beliefs. He said the Eskimos believe that when they go to sleep at night, they die—they are dead to the world. Then when they wake up in the morning, they have been resurrected and are living a new life. Therefore no Eskimo is more than one day old. I love that thought. Each morning when I wake up, I am resurrected, a new being. I can then start that day anew, refreshed I guess. Whoever wrote Lamentations figured it out. How about you?
Father, I am reborn in You every day. Thank you. Amen.