When I took these pictures and set up this blog post on Saturday, I was hoping to cut out early on Sunday and get away without having to type in anything about the Sunday service.
As it turned out, the Gospel reading for Sunday was Matthew 6:24-34
which includes these words of our Lord:
"Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they neither toil nor spin, yet I tell you, even Solomon in all his glory was not clothed like one of these. But if God so clothes the grass of the field, which is alive today and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will he not much more clothe you—you of little faith?"
Just another little Godincidence.
O Lord, my heart is not lifted up,
my eyes are not raised too high;
I do not occupy myself with things
too great and too marvellous for me.
But I have calmed and quieted my soul,
like a weaned child with its mother;
my soul is like the weaned child that is with me.
O Israel, hope in the Lord
from this time on and for evermore.
Song of Quiet Trust
A Song of Ascents. Of David.