Grey day but one full of promise.  Wind is not blowing – very hard, anyway – and temperature is in the high 40’s with rain only a potential, not a reality – so far.

Getting ready to process some chicken breast this week.  Teresa will be coming over and between the three of us, Carla included, we will be working with about 160 pounds, canning and freezing.

Now to make room for it.

“God is not a railway porter who carries your suitcase and serves you. God is God. He made heaven and earth. He holds the world in His hand. He measures the dust of the earth in the balance. He spreads the sky out like a mantle. He is the great God Almighty. He is not your servant. He is your Father, and you are His child. He sits in heaven, and you are on the earth.” – A.W Tozer

Isaiah 40:12-14 Who hath measured the waters in the hollow of his hand, and meted out heaven with the span, and comprehended the dust of the earth in a measure, and weighed the mountains in scales, and the hills in a balance?

¹³ Who hath directed the Spirit of the Lord, or being his counsellor hath taught him?

¹⁴ With whom took he counsel, and who instructed him, and taught him in the path of judgment, and taught him knowledge, and shewed to him the way of understanding?

I read this today and had to remind myself that I too often pray as if I am in charge, the master, not the one who needs to serve.

It is easy to be like a petulant child wanting something from his father and pestering him, whining and crying and telling him how much he ‘needs’ something.  When he doesn’t get it he throws a fit or tantrum and all he ends up doing is embarrassing himself and being disciplined.

No wonder some of my prayers are not ‘answered’ the way I think they should be.

Later, Art :-)