at times, when i stand before the Mercy Seat in prayer, the full weight of just how merciful, gracious and seven times seventy forgiving the Most High has been toward me, blows my mind while simultaneously filling my heart to overflowing with sincere, humble gratitide.
alas for me, for i am a man of unclean lips, chief of sinners, But God commend his love toward me, in that, while i was yet a sinner, Christ died for me.
the fact that God quickens His Word in me, that i get it and it fills me with joy and rest and peace, blows my mind with marvelous wonder.
the fact that i have no problem understanding Gen to Rev, humbles me.
the fact that so many can't won't don't get it, breaks my heart.
often i ponder, why me, lord?
for i know full well 'tis not for wit or merit this grace is given.
just hope the Holy One of Israel has a better physical end instore for me that a marter on a burning stake or to be sawn in two or something.
But irreguardless, the Lord giveth, the Lord taketh away, lessed be the name of the Lord. as for me and my house, we will worship and serve the most high.
If it be so, our God whom we serve is able to deliver us from the burning fiery furnace, and he will deliver us out of thine hand, O king.
~one of 7000 who will never bowed down to Baal
(take that john ratziner, ya pedo)