The lake in northern Minnesota was clear and calm. I stood on the dock watching the sun go down praising God for the beauty around me. It was an act of God that I was at this place, in awe of His creation. I had been swimming earlier enjoying the water with small fish swimming all around me. I had been boating and aahed at the landscapes and homes along the shore. Leaving wasn't even a thought except that I had a real life to get back too.
Two days later I stood on the edge of my friend's backyard that was still filled flood waters. We had many memories of this yard of campfires, picnics, a wedding reception and just plain good times. Now dirty, contaminated water filled the once green grass. This water was not beautiful. The house that once held many friends for games and prayer, laughter and tears had been filled with this ugly water, the basement still is. We gutted it, removing everything. I would not touch this water. I stared at it in disgust wishing it would go away. I wanted to leave.
Beauty versus destruction.
My friends at the lake praise our great and mighty God.
My friends in the flood praise our great and mighty God.
Would you?
Psalm 150:6 Let everything that has breathe praise the Lord.
2 Corinthians 4:7-10
But we have this treasure in jars of clay to show that this all-surpassing power is from God and not from us. We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair; persecuted, but not abandoned; struck down, but not destroyed. We always carry around in our body the death of Jesus, so that the life of Jesus may also be revealed in our body.
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How ironic how water gives life and takes life.
John 3:5 Jesus said "truely I say unto you unless one is born of water and of the spirit he can not enter the kingdom of God."
Genisis 6:17 ff "For behold I will bring a flood of waters upon the earth to destroy all flesh in which there is breath under Heaven. Everything that is on the earth wil die".
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