Shall we tell how he preached it
And what was his text?
Alas! Like too many
Grown-up folks who play
At worship in churches
We heard not the preacher
Expound or discuss;
But we looked at the people,
And they looked at us.
As we ascribe value to our God by sacrificing our time, attention, concentration, and praise to Him, we are in turn strengthened with the confidence and full assurance of His power and His working in our life.
Like a child letting go of her father’s hand while perched upon the balance beam, there is that exciting, fearful, anticipatory feeling knowing all must be well because my father stands so near, yet knowing that my feeble legs must take that first step, knowing all too well the paralyzing nature of fear.
In this culture it seems that the goal of work is the rest that follows. The quest of the typical working soul seems to exert the least amount of energy to reach the point as quickly as he can to where he can cease from labor and begin to enjoy his day.