Psalms 122–I was glad when they said unto me, Let us go into the house of the Lord.

Aren’t you glad there’s a call to go to the house of the Lord?
Hopefully we won’t take that call for granted.

Aren’t you glad we can go to the house of the Lord?

While Christians are being persecuted and killed in many countries, we still have freedom in this country to be able to go to the house of the Lord. Hopefully we’ll not take those freedoms for granted.

Aren’t you glad we have health to go to the house of the Lord?

Most of us have our emotional and physical health, but some don’t. Stepping into the role of a caregiver, aside from vacations, I’ve missed more church the past two years than I have in the last thirty-three years because two people I love needed extra care. Hopefully we’ll not take our health for granted.

Aren’t you thankful you’re needed in the house of the Lord?

Those of you who can answer the call to go to the house of the Lord are needed. Yes, there is much we can pray about, but in the context of this devotion, those who can go are needed to pray for those who can’t (or won’t) go. Hopefully we’ll not take our very necessary roles as people of prayer for granted.

The Lord and the call are necessary.
Our answer and obedience is necessary.

It’s necessary we understand our important role in the body of Christ. I desire your prayers.

PRAYER
Father, we are thankful for You and the call to go to the house of the Lord, for freedoms and health to do so. Please protect those freedoms and our health. We’re thankful for the body of Christ who come alongside one another to help in this good fight of faith, especially as the days seem to grow colder and darker. Help us not grow weary in well doing, and help us to be the people of prayer You desire us to be!

I wrote about a patient and her husband I met while Teresa was being treated at Barnes Jewish Hospital in St. Louis.

Whenever I pray for someone, especially when out of town, I walk away leaving the results between the person and God. I never expect to see or hear from them again. Well …

My son texted me about two weeks ago asking me for our address. I didn’t think too much about it since our grandson’s graduation was coming up. I just assumed it had something to do with that. I was wrong. He said one of the people I prayed for in St. Louis wanted my address and phone number, and that the prayers made them feel better.  I was shocked someone looked up my son, especially when I don’t get to know that much about most people. I figured out who Justin was talking about, so naturally, when I heard she was better, I was hoping the person’s cancer was responding well to treatment.

Last Sunday at church, my son told me another person close to the family told him the lady had passed away. Of course, I was surprised, especially since I was under the assumption she was physically getting better. It wasn’t physical healing that came, it was emotional and spiritual healing. The friend of the family said after she and her husband were baptized, she felt so much better … she left the earth in peace.

I didn’t know these people, but I’m saddened that she physically didn’t make it, yet, I’m happy she made it to the right side … eternal life with God in heaven.

It can always be worse from a Christian perspective. Since most of us care about the souls of people, we are fully aware some don’t and won’t draw near to God. Some emphatically reject God, mocking those of us who believe in Him, refusing to believe in an eternal destination once one takes their last breath.

It can always be worse from a Christian perspective … she could still be in physical agony in her body. By faith, she is now completely whole with a glorified body.

It can always be worse. Yes, yes it definitely can.