It's A Late Night...

...as I sit here waiting for my poor computer to catch up with what I need it to do.  My siblings are fast asleep around me, and my sweet kitty cat is rubbing her head on my hand.

Tomorrow, Lord-willing, we will be leaving home at 9:00a to head down to Mineral Wells, TX where we've been invited to perform for a Firefighter's Benefit.  It is a blessing, to me, to offer what the Lord has given us for those in need.  I find it such a fulfillment to work in a cause which only brings God the glory.

People say that we're 'so good,' 'so blessed,' 'so talented,' etc. etc.  More than anything else, I pray with sincerity that what they see in us is not an asset to their pocket books or someone to look up to, but that Christ and His angels speak in us and through us.

I heard a pastor on the radio say, "If you had been the only person in the world who needed salvation, He would have come down from heaven and died just for you.  That's how important you are to Him."

How can we so easily forget the sacrifice He made for us? - us?!  It is so easy because we have a great tempter always out to steal our joy, capture our love for the Most High and destroy what He is to us.

I live and breathe for only one.  Not myself.  Not even for you.  I live and breathe by the mercy of my gracious God and King... the One Who died for me, bled for me and was spit upon just for me.  What better way to show Him that I love Him than to offer all that I am, all that I have, and the very life He has given me, back to Him?

After all, in the end, He will bless that innumerably.