Saturday’s are my “project days.”
Being a homeowner means I almost always have some project to complete on Saturday.
Saturday’s make me grateful that the LORD commanded Sundays as a day of rest.
When I first woke up last Saturday, my project list didn’t seem all that intimidating. While there really wasn’t that much on my internal list, it quickly grew as the clothes dryer quit drying clothes like it should, a project I had forgotten came back to mind and could not be postponed, and the first project I tackled turned out to take two hours instead of twenty minutes.
Actually, that’s fairly typical.
And, I admit it had me pretty frazzled. In Biblical terms, the weeds of irritation, worry, and anger were rapidly growing up and choking off the wheat.
As I was driving on the way to accomplish the next task, my mind was swirling with all I had to do, how I was going to do it, what could possibly go wrong, what to do when it inevitably did go wrong and…
Then, “Blessed Redeemer” by Casting Crowns came into the car over Kinship Christian Radio.
Up Calvary’s mountain one dreadful morn
Walked Christ my Savior, weary and worn
Facing for sinners death on the cross
That He might save them from endless loss
Walked Christ my Savior, weary and worn
Facing for sinners death on the cross
That He might save them from endless loss
Suddenly, the image of Jesus on that cross came clearly into my mind’s eye.
Blessed Redeemer, precious Redeemer
Seems now I see Him on Calvary’s tree
Wounded and bleeding, for sinners pleading
Blind and unheeding, dying for me
Seems now I see Him on Calvary’s tree
Wounded and bleeding, for sinners pleading
Blind and unheeding, dying for me
Seems now I see Him…dying for me.
“Father, forgive them,” my Savior prayed
Even while His lifeblood flowed fast away
Praying for sinners while in such woe
No one but Jesus ever loved so
Even while His lifeblood flowed fast away
Praying for sinners while in such woe
No one but Jesus ever loved so
Ever loved so…
Gratitude washed away my worry. Humility brought perspective. All the problems I faced were nothing in comparison to the cross. Nothing.
And yes, I did finally accomplish my last task of the day late that evening. Supper was late, and I hit the pillow very tired and worn.
And all the weariness and worry and endless lists of things to do that won’t last past that day fade away in the light of the truth contained in the last verse of that song.
Today’s Praise
Oh how I love Him, Savior and friend
How can my praises ever find end
Through years unnumbered on Heaven’s shore
My songs shall praise Him forevermore!
How can my praises ever find end
Through years unnumbered on Heaven’s shore
My songs shall praise Him forevermore!