Thursday, April 15, 2004
Thursday, April 15, 2004
O give thanks to the God of heaven, for his steadfast love endures forever.
(Psalm 136.26
NRSV)
"Well, the platinum phone goes to Plains so I can keep track of Billy. The red phone is a hot line to Russia so I can keep track of what's happening there. My gold phone is a direct line to God."
"How much does it cost to call God?" Begin asked.
"Ten thousand dollars," Carter replied. "But it's worth every penny."
Later when Carter was visiting Begin in Israel, he asked the same question. "What are your three phones for?"
Begin replied, "One's a hot line to Egypt, another's a hot line to Parliament, and the third is a hotline to God."
"How much does it cost to call God from here?" Carter asked.
"Ten cents," Begin replied. "It's a local call."
The same God of a billion galaxies, who emptied Himself and walked the dusty roads of Galilee, is a local call. He is here, and He is available. If we have a need, He is our Provider. If we are heart-broken, He is our encourager. If we have wandered far from the path of righteousness, He is our Savior. Everything we ever need, we find in God.
Dear God, you have met my most important need of being loved. May I in turn love those who are in need. Amen.
