Steve and I are off to play with sea creatures in the Bahamas. We have been blessed to be able to go on our first live- aboard. For a week we will be on a large ship but only two dozen divers. We will be able to dive about 5 times a day including night dives. No dragging our stuff to the boat and off and back to where ever. I'll post our adventures when we return.
Now, on to what I have been thinking about for some time. I saw a story about a young girl who was mentally handicapped, stunted in her abilities just because she was not nurtured as a babe and continually ignored til her early teens. She was unable to walk, eat by herself, was in diapers. Yet, there were times she just sat and rocked. I got to thinking how rocking can be soothing. She seemed to find solace in her rocking and who is our Rock - Yahshua. She may not have been nurtured by human touch but was she rocked in the arms of a Messenger? The Hebrew root word for rock is tsur which has a meaning of refuge. We are the children of Yahweh and our children are given to us as surrogates for Him. So.... if the children are in the hands of unloving parents, does he rock them? Go to 1Corinthians 10:4 and all drank the same spiritual drink. For they drank of that spiritual Rock that followed,and the Rock was Messiah.
Yahweh's children are ours - it is our responsibility to be watchmen for all the lost children.
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