The Morning Watch

Beautiful autumn reflections…I started to think about what it means that we are created in the image of God. We were created to reflect Him. What is God like? We know from the Bible that God is love, he gives joy + peace. He is patient, gentle, + good. He produces these fruits of His Spirit in us upon believing in His Son, who laid down His life for us, and then rose again. What a privilege to know Him, and then to reflect Him! (Galatians 5:22+ 23)  “Do you know my fellow Christian, everywhere and every place, men are looking for the image of the Master in your face? And the image you’re reflecting is distorted or is fair just according to the measure of the time you spend in prayer.” 🙏🏻 “You will keep him in perfect peace, whose mind is stayed on You, because he trusts in You.” (The Bible; Isaiah 26:3)

We see Jesus, who by the grace of God, tasted death for everyone. (Hebrews 2:9)  Christ also suffered once for sins, the just for the unjust, that He might bring us to God. (1 Peter 3:18)  Inasmuch then as the children have partaken of flesh and blood, He Himself likewise shared in the same, that through death He might destroy him who had the power of death, that is, the devil, and release those who through fear of death were all their lifetime subject to bondage. (Hebrews 2:14, 15)  In Christ alone my hope is found, He is my light, my strength, my song; This Cornerstone, this solid Ground, Firm through the fiercest drought and storm. What heights of love, what depths of peace, When fears are stilled, when strivings cease! My Comforter, my All in All, Here in the love of Christ I stand. In Christ alone! – who took on flesh, Fullness of God in helpless babe. This gift of love and righteousness, Scorned by the ones He came to save: Till on that cross as Jesus died, The wrat...

It is only a tiny rosebud,  A flower of God's design, But I cannot unfold the petals With these clumsy hands of mine. The secret of unfolding flowers Is not known to such as I, The flower God opens so sweetly, In my hands would fade and die. I cannot unfold a rosebud, This flower of God's design, Then how can I have wisdom To unfold this life of mine? So I'll trust Him for His leading Each moment of every day And I'll look to Him for His guidance Each step of the pilgrim way. For the pathway that lies before me My heavenly Father knows I'll trust Him to unfold the moments Just as He unfolds the rose. ~Author Unknown~