Micah 3-7
It’s dark in the woods, the soft
chorus of crickets hold close to night. An occasional acorn falls. Way off, in the deep dark trunks a sweet bird’s song
begins. I can feel my heart. The bird’s song is the underline on
many of the verses this morning.
In a world of dark, wickedness
slithers around, cultures light funeral pyre’s to encircle governments and evil
is so bad that they cast themselves upon one another; a Still, Sweet Voice
sings softly to the ears of those that will hear underlining His message,
“With what shall I come to the
Lord
And bow myself before the
God
on high?
Shall I come to Him with
burnt
offerings,
With yearling calves?
Does the Lord take
delight
in thousands of
rams,
In ten thousand rivers of
oil?
Shall I present my first-born for
my
rebellious acts,
The fruit of my body for the
sin
of my soul?
He has told you, O man,
what
is good;
And what does the Lord
require
of you
But to do justice, to
love
kindness,
And to walk humbly with your
God?” 6:6-8
Don’t you just love sweet birds
in the dark of morning!!!
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