It’s still early morning as I sit on my little cabin porch,
enjoying my Amish-made hickory rocker.
Thinking back, it’s been 25 years or so since I first hauled this rocker
from mid-Michigan to northern Michigan.
It has served me well over the years with comfort and memories. (It bears the chew marks from my Border
Collie pup, years past.). But I digress…
I’ve been up for hours soaking in, and studying the Word of
God. John 1:1…”In the beginning was the
Word, and the Word was with God, and
the Word was God.” I fell asleep
last night doing so, and began once again upon awakening. I feel like I’m working on a Master’s Thesis. And in a way, I am! About the Divine Master, my Lord and Savior.
Actually, when I attended college, right after high school and then
later on, I studied hard. (Unlike high
school…). I even made the President’s
list for a perfect grade with 12+ credits per semester. In addition, I was asked, and joined, Phi Theta
Kappa (a smarty girl’s honor club). But that study was NOTHING compared to
this. I’m studying as if my life depended
on it. And it does!
A friend of mine wrote these words:
“The grace of God,
and the leading of the Holy Spirit will always direct our lives to full
obedience of the established principles of God’s word. This is the true freedom in Christ. Any other direction is tragedy indeed.”
So far, my Berean Bush Living is working out as
planned. A beautiful setting for God’s
creatures and creation – and to study His precepts. As I write this (by hand, later typed for
your retrieval) my morning visitor lets me know it is breakfast time. A chipmunk waits for his morning snack. I started putting cereal, or walnuts on one
of my logs on the wood pile. Now it has
become a ritual. (I adore “chippy’s”.)
This morning a couple hours into my study I needed to
stretch my legs. Upon stepping off the
porch I thought about retrieving my side arm.
I thought twice. Naw…I’m just
going to the clearing – no need. I can
sprint back to the cabin if necessary.
(Oh how our minds trick us…me sprint?? J) So I headed out to the clearing, surrounded
by nearly neck high green ferns. I scan
the vast area, looking for any sign of deer.
(One time, myself and my dear “cattle dog” Zip came into that same
clearing and saw a buck’s antlered head “floating” on the ferns. At least that is what it looked like. The deformed antlers on one side added to the
floating “creepy factor”!) Today I only
saw a cloudy, rainy sky to accompany the cold northern Michigan weather. As I was about ready to return to the cabin,
I saw to the east a large animal swiftly emerge from near the base of the
ferns, cross the lane, and enter the
woods. I had to blink twice. I t looked to be the size of a wolverine, but
the large (and I mean large) white stripe gave it away. I stepped into the woods for a better look
and watched as it headed in the direction of my deer blind area. This summer, several skunks have found their
way into a live trap, so it is time to get it reset. (Skunks are notorious for devouring our baby
bunnies.)
Barely a day goes by when God doesn’t share one of His
wonderful gifts with me. Wildlife, or
sign of such. Raw beauty abounds in my
wooded abode. The nightly dance of the
firefly brings awe. Who can deny thy
creator? Not I…
I was getting to the point of asking God for a daily gift
and I had to stop myself. (Something
along the lines of…”God…would you please send a deer through so I can see its
beauty?”) But He does it anyway!! He knows how much it pleases me. I can almost imagine His smile (we are told
we are made in the likeness of Him) when my heart beats faster upon seeing a
deer or smelling a possible bear while walking at the cabin at dusk. All are gifts. From Him.
Thank you Father.
But my greatest gift of all is His Word to me. To YOU.
It’s contained in His God-inspired Word.
Dive in. Read your Bible. Start where you wish. I don’t follow a routine, I go where I feel I
need to that day. I use King James
Version (KJV) only. I do not use a study
Bible (one that has notes written on the page next to God’s Word, by people
hired for their opinion.) They are not God-inspired. They are someone who needed a writing
gig. {Very dangerous to lean on a study
Bible.} Remember the serpent in the Garden…ssssssssssssssss…”Ye
shall not surely die…SSSssssssss”
Your Bible is a gift – open it. Read it.
Live it. Some people say it is Basic Instruction Before Leaving Earth. So true.
And if you desire information on how to order a nice, but not expensive,
KJV Bible, contact me. I can assist.
I hope you enjoy your gifts today! However small.
I’ll check in soon, should the Lord tarry…
Sherry
P.S. When reading the
Bible…keep your ears and eyes open to His still small voice. So that means…No TV, NO phone beeping
interruptions, NO radio, NO distractions.
Only you…and GOD. Blessings to
you!
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