Real Recollections - September 4, 2008

Wednesday September 3, 2008

At Pontiac, no make that Drahner Road apartments. Still in a bit of jet lag. Its 8:50 so I'm really late. But, Father, I need and want (because You let me want) Your direction for this day and the beginning of this year home.

My head is spinning. I know that there are many things that I need to be doing. And there are many things that will vie for my attention. My tendency is to allow the fog to take over my thinking.

9:35 later after several distractions!!

Wow! But it is early in my tenure here and there are many things that will take time to resolve. Thank You Father for being with me in and through them all.

Jeremiah 24:1-7

Jeremiah sees a vision of two baskets of figs: good and bad. The good are representing the exiles whom God has taken to Babylon. They are good in the fact that God has "rescued" them by taking them captive. "The LORD God of Israel" is the name God uses to speak to Jeremiah.

Jehovah, the God of Israel is My God, my Father! 😃 I noticed what God says He will do for those captives. It is an interesting contrast. They have just lost their freedom and yet God says:

I will set my eyes on them for good

I will bring them back to this land

I will build them up

(I will) not tear them down

I will plant them

(I will) not uproot them

I will give them a heart to know Me - that I am the LORD. They shall be my people, I will be their God.

For they shall return to Me with their whole heart.

Wow, what wonderful promises. At times God's ways seem ironic. Yet He never leaves His chosen. I trust that trut

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