November 19, 2010
9:00pm
NEW
EVERY MORNING
“Blessings
taken for granted are often forgotten. Yet our Heavenly Father ‘daily loadeth
us with benefits’” PSALM 68:19
Think
of some of the common things which are nevertheless wonderful:
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The
intricate, delicate mechanism of the lungs steadily and silently taking in
fresh air eighteen to twenty times a minute
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The
untiring heart, pumping great quantities of clear blood through the labyrinth
of blood vessels
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The
constant body temperature, normally varying less than one degree
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The
atmospheric temperature, varying widely it is true, but never so much as to
destroy human and animal life
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The
orderly succession of day and night, spring and summer, autumn and winter, so
that with few exceptions, man can make his plans accordingly,
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The
great variety of foods, from the farm, the field, the forest, and the sea, to
suit our differing desires and physical needs,
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The
beauties of each day- the morning star and glowing lights of sunrise, the white
clouds of afternoon, the soft tint of a peaceful sunset, and the glory of the
starry heavens,
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The
symphony of early morning, bird songs ranging from the unmusical trill of the chopping sparrow to
the belting ecstasy of the goldfish, and the clam, rich, bell-like tones of the
wood and the hermit threshes,
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The
refreshment that sleep brings,
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The
simple joys of home- the children’s laughter and whimsical remarks, happy times
around the table, the love and understanding of husband and wife, and the
harmony of voices raised together in praise to God,
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All
these and many others come from the bountiful hand of Him ‘who redeemeth thy
life form destruction; who crowneth thee with loving-kindness and tender
mercies; who satisfies thy mouth with good things; so that thy youth is renewed
like the eagles’ (Psalm 103:4,5)
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‘It
is the Lord’s mercies that we are not consumed, because His compassions fail
not. They are new every morning; great is Thy faithfulness (Lamentations
3:22,23)
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It
is good to give thanks unto the Lord, and to sing praises unto Thy Name, O Most
High. (Psalm 92:1)
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From
the Father of Elisabeth Elliot (Keep a Quiet Heart pgs. 128-129)