“As it also says in Hosea,
I will call Not my People, My People,
and she who is Unloved, Beloved.
And it will be in the place where they were told,
you are not my people,
there they will be called sons of the living God.” (Romans 9:25-26)
For those of us who are not part of God’s chosen people, the Jews, by birth, but believe in our hearts that Jesus is the only Way, the Truth and the Life: this is OUR promise! God has enlarged His fold, and we, too, are chosen!
P.S. See this original post for info about this photo challenge and more about this reading plan I’m using this summer for the book of Romans (and I’d love to have you join in!)!
Winter is well suited for contemplation. Spring, I’m reminded lately, is not. Spring is, rather, for living in the moment, moving constantly from the enjoyment of one beautiful, wonderful thing to the next, trying not to dwell on the fact that you’re probably still missing something wonderful. Nothing sits still, lingers or waits for you. There is a great tension of panic and excitement that wells up inside of me at the recognition of this. I feel a little like my children, oh so impatient to be done with phonics and math, oh so eager to run outside and not miss a single glorious day of this fleeting season.
And to be honest, that’s kind of what I’ve been doing. I’ve been so busy in my spare time taking pictures of the world exploding to life lately, I’ve had little time to think of composing words to accompany them and little motivation to sit down and apply myself to the task. This is what happens to severely cabin-fevered Minnesotans after over half a year of winter, I suppose. Finally, I’ve realized that soon I’ll have more pictures in my files than can ever properly fit in one blog post and I’d better quit waiting around for writing inspiration and just send them out into the world before they’re completely out of date.
Besides, I suspect the words of this ancient Psalm sum it up far better than I ever could. Welcome to a little glimpse of the glory of spring that I’ve been reveling in.
“How good it is to sing praises to our God, how pleasant and lovely to praise Him!Great is our Lord, and mighty in power;His understanding has no limit.Sing to the LORD with thanksgiving; make music on the harp to our God, who covers the sky with clouds,who prepares rain for the earth,
who makes grass to grow on the hills.He sends forth His command to the earth; His word runs swiftly.He provides food for the animals,and for the young ravens when they call.Hallelujah!”
(Excerpts from Psalm 147)