<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858</id><updated>2012-02-18T07:33:28.824Z</updated><title type='text'>Roger's Reflections</title><subtitle type='html'>Daily gleanings from the Word of God.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2483</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-7094981903505725943</id><published>2012-02-18T07:29:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-02-18T07:33:28.830Z</updated><title type='text'>Walking together</title><summary type='text'>





Can two walk together, unless they are agreed?
- Amos 3v3



This is one
of those verses that sadly, most the time you hear it mentioned; you hear it
out of context. I once had a church drop my support because I did not agree
with them on some finer point of a personal standard. This was the scripture
they used to back up their decision. I thought ‘If that is what this verse
means my wife </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/7094981903505725943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=7094981903505725943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/7094981903505725943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/7094981903505725943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2012/02/walking-together.html' title='Walking together'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-6083556248512151649</id><published>2012-02-17T07:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-02-17T07:56:01.032Z</updated><title type='text'>Whosoever</title><summary type='text'>





And it shall come to pass, that whosoever shall call on the name of the LORD shall be
delivered: for in mount Zion and in Jerusalem shall be deliverance, as the LORD
hath said, and in the remnant whom the LORD shall call. – Joel
2v32



I don’t even
come close to understanding all that is involved the millennia old discussion
of God’s sovereignty and man’s free will. I don’t, in fact, think</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/6083556248512151649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=6083556248512151649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/6083556248512151649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/6083556248512151649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2012/02/whosoever.html' title='Whosoever'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-6702908881497757600</id><published>2012-02-16T08:24:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-02-16T08:24:41.738Z</updated><title type='text'>Rend your heart, not your garments</title><summary type='text'>





“Now, therefore,” says the LORD, “Turn to Me with all your
heart, With fasting, with weeping, and with mourning.” So rend your heart, and
not your garments; Return to the LORD your God, For He is gracious and
merciful, Slow to anger, and of great kindness; And He relents from doing harm.
- Joel 2v12-13



One of the
great problems with religious practices and habits is that they can become </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/6702908881497757600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=6702908881497757600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/6702908881497757600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/6702908881497757600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2012/02/rend-your-heart-not-your-garments.html' title='Rend your heart, not your garments'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-5702728759753810573</id><published>2012-02-15T07:17:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-02-15T07:17:57.363Z</updated><title type='text'>The day of the Lord</title><summary type='text'>





Blow the trumpet in Zion, And sound an alarm in My holy
mountain! Let all the inhabitants of the land tremble; For the day of the LORD
is coming, For it is at hand… “Now, therefore,” says the LORD, “Turn to Me with
all your heart, With fasting, with weeping, and with mourning.” So rend your
heart, and not your garments; Return to the LORD your God, For He is gracious
and merciful, Slow to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/5702728759753810573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=5702728759753810573&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/5702728759753810573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/5702728759753810573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2012/02/day-of-lord.html' title='The day of the Lord'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-3861797647350288809</id><published>2012-02-14T07:05:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-02-14T07:05:26.040Z</updated><title type='text'>The ways of the Lord are right</title><summary type='text'>





Who is wise? Let him understand these things. Who is
prudent? Let him know them. For the ways of the LORD are right; the righteous
walk in them, But transgressors stumble in them. – Hosea 14v9



The way of
the Lord is not always easy, but the ways of the Lord are always right. We don’t
always understand how it is true and sometimes we don’t get it, but God’s ways
are right – full stop. 


</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/3861797647350288809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=3861797647350288809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/3861797647350288809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/3861797647350288809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2012/02/ways-of-lord-are-right.html' title='The ways of the Lord are right'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-5656226055653446824</id><published>2012-02-13T06:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-02-13T06:30:08.920Z</updated><title type='text'>Free love</title><summary type='text'>





“I will heal their backsliding, I will love them freely, For
My anger has turned away from him. - Hosea 14v4 



I must not
have lived through the 60s because I remember being there (sorry, old joke). One
of the phrases that came out of the 60’s was ‘free love.’ Of course we know now
that the kind of the ‘love’ there were talking about was not free, it has had a
heavy price. That kind of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/5656226055653446824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=5656226055653446824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/5656226055653446824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/5656226055653446824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2012/02/free-love.html' title='Free love'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-8644235153741972330</id><published>2012-02-12T07:30:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-02-12T07:30:39.315Z</updated><title type='text'>Ransomed from death</title><summary type='text'>





“I will ransom
them from the power of the grave; I will redeem them from death. O Death, I
will be your plagues! O Grave, I will be your destruction! Pity is hidden from
My eyes.” - Hosea 13v14



Obviously
when I read this I think of those powerful words when Paul wrote to the Corinthian
church, ‘…Death is swallowed up in victory. O death, where is thy sting? O
grave, where is thy victory?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/8644235153741972330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=8644235153741972330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/8644235153741972330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/8644235153741972330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2012/02/ransomed-from-death.html' title='Ransomed from death'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-7785027402092291666</id><published>2012-02-11T07:18:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-02-11T07:18:19.544Z</updated><title type='text'>My heart churns…</title><summary type='text'>





My people are bent on backsliding from Me. Though they call
to the Most High, None at all exalt Him. “How can I give you up, Ephraim? How
can I hand you over, Israel? How can I make you like Admah? How can I set you
like Zeboiim? My heart churns within Me; My sympathy is stirred.
– Hosea 11v7-8



I know that
God is a God of justice. I know that God is a holy and righteousness God. I
know </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/7785027402092291666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=7785027402092291666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/7785027402092291666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/7785027402092291666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2012/02/my-heart-churns.html' title='My heart churns…'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-740844202488554861</id><published>2012-02-10T08:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-02-10T08:11:10.399Z</updated><title type='text'>I desire mercy</title><summary type='text'>





For I desire mercy and not sacrifice, And the knowledge of
God more than burnt offerings. -
Hosea 6v6



It is easy
to get confused about what God wants from us. Most of that confusion comes when
we put religious practices ahead of our relationship with Him. There is a huge
temptation to try and conform our practices and behaviour to what we think He
wants and then me content because </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/740844202488554861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=740844202488554861&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/740844202488554861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/740844202488554861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-desire-mercy.html' title='I desire mercy'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-1081891860462816759</id><published>2012-02-09T06:30:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-02-09T06:30:22.232Z</updated><title type='text'>Let us pursue the knowledge of the Lord</title><summary type='text'>





Let us know, Let us pursue the knowledge of the LORD. His
going forth is established as the morning; He will come to us like the rain,
Like the latter and former rain to the earth. - Hosea 6v3



When I first
noticed this verse it seemed like a really good thing. The people were
confronted with their sin. The responded with ‘let us know more, let us pursue
the knowledge of the Lord. His way</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/1081891860462816759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=1081891860462816759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/1081891860462816759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/1081891860462816759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2012/02/let-us-pursue-knowledge-of-lord.html' title='Let us pursue the knowledge of the Lord'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-7775583100821683351</id><published>2012-02-08T08:24:00.003Z</published><updated>2012-02-08T08:24:37.986Z</updated><title type='text'>Till they acknowledge their offence</title><summary type='text'>





I will return again to My place Till they acknowledge their
offense. Then they will seek My face; In their affliction they will earnestly
seek Me.” – Hosea 5v15



Sin is a
terrible thing. One of the most terrible aspects of it is its appeal. It can
give great gratification for the moment. It can give great temporary pleasure. Everybody
else is doing it. Everybody else wants us to be like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/7775583100821683351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=7775583100821683351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/7775583100821683351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/7775583100821683351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2012/02/till-they-acknowledge-their-offence.html' title='Till they acknowledge their offence'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-8181099541448533883</id><published>2012-02-07T06:44:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-02-07T06:44:27.223Z</updated><title type='text'>So I bought her</title><summary type='text'>





So I bought her for myself for fifteen shekels of silver,
and one and one-half homers of barley. And I said to her, “You shall stay with
me many days; you shall not play the harlot, nor shall you have a man—so, too,
will I be toward you.” - Hosea 3v2-3



To me this
is an absolutely amazing situation and a powerful picture of love and sacrifice.
Gomer continued on in her trade as a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/8181099541448533883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=8181099541448533883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/8181099541448533883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/8181099541448533883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2012/02/so-i-bought-her.html' title='So I bought her'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-1661272141525417206</id><published>2012-02-06T08:07:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-02-06T08:07:35.702Z</updated><title type='text'>Mercy is shown</title><summary type='text'>





Say to your brethren, ‘My people,’ And to your sisters,
‘Mercy is shown.’ – Hosea 2v1



Hosea
chapter one is a listing of the children born to Hosea and Gomer. They have
names like ‘God will scatter,’ ‘Not-my-people’ and ‘No-mercy.’ What sad names
those are! Every time Hosea saw his children he was reminded that God has
scattered the people. He heard the words ‘not my people’ and ‘no mercy</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/1661272141525417206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=1661272141525417206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/1661272141525417206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/1661272141525417206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2012/02/mercy-is-shown.html' title='Mercy is shown'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-264297883739549503</id><published>2012-02-05T06:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-02-05T06:30:07.389Z</updated><title type='text'>A really tough object lesson</title><summary type='text'>





When the LORD began to speak by Hosea, the LORD said to
Hosea: “Go, take yourself a wife of harlotry And children of harlotry, For the
land has committed great harlotry By departing from the LORD.” –
Hosea 1v2



I really
feel for Hosea. I also admire Him. I also am challenged by his willingness to
serve God. We don’t hear much about him, but he was quite a guy called to quite
a task. The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/264297883739549503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=264297883739549503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/264297883739549503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/264297883739549503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2012/02/really-tough-object-lesson.html' title='A really tough object lesson'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-8956098946167781198</id><published>2012-02-04T07:49:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-02-04T07:50:42.035Z</updated><title type='text'>The importance of ‘persisterence’</title><summary type='text'>





Then he said to me, “Do not fear, Daniel, for from the first
day that you set your heart to understand, and to humble yourself before your
God, your words were heard; and I have come because of your words. But the
prince of the kingdom of Persia withstood me twenty-one days; and behold,
Michael, one of the chief princes, came to help me, for I had been left alone
there with the kings of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/8956098946167781198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=8956098946167781198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/8956098946167781198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/8956098946167781198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2012/02/importance-of-persisterence.html' title='The importance of ‘persisterence’'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-2206283251070142838</id><published>2012-02-03T08:13:00.003Z</published><updated>2012-02-03T08:13:56.811Z</updated><title type='text'>Because of Your great mercies</title><summary type='text'>





O my God, incline Your ear and hear; open Your eyes and see
our desolations, and the city which is called by Your name; for we do not
present our supplications before You because of our righteous deeds, but
because of Your great mercies. - Daniel 9v18



There are
certain themes that seem to run through the word of God. I suspect that the
reason they are there is that if they were not said </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/2206283251070142838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=2206283251070142838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/2206283251070142838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/2206283251070142838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2012/02/because-of-your-great-mercies.html' title='Because of Your great mercies'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-6347993949239867557</id><published>2012-02-02T08:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-02-02T08:40:01.799Z</updated><title type='text'>All people, nations, and languages…</title><summary type='text'>





“I was watching in the night visions, And behold, One like
the Son of Man, Coming with the clouds of heaven! He came to the Ancient of
Days, And they brought Him near before Him. Then to Him was given dominion and
glory and a kingdom, That all peoples, nations, and languages should serve Him.
His dominion is an everlasting dominion, Which shall not pass away, And His
kingdom the one Which </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/6347993949239867557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=6347993949239867557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/6347993949239867557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/6347993949239867557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2012/02/all-people-nations-and-languages.html' title='All people, nations, and languages…'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-5967685649850310370</id><published>2012-02-01T07:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-02-01T07:49:04.237Z</updated><title type='text'>The king’s decree</title><summary type='text'>





I make a decree that in every dominion of my kingdom men
must tremble and fear before the God of Daniel. For He is the living God, and
steadfast forever; His kingdom is the one which shall not be destroyed, and His
dominion shall endure to the end. He delivers and rescues, And He works signs
and wonders in heaven and on earth, Who has delivered Daniel from the power of
the lions. - Daniel </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/5967685649850310370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=5967685649850310370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/5967685649850310370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/5967685649850310370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2012/02/kings-decree.html' title='The king’s decree'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-4391651115635811240</id><published>2012-01-31T06:09:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-31T06:09:10.907Z</updated><title type='text'>Servant of the Most High God</title><summary type='text'>





Now the king went to his palace and spent the
night fasting; and no musicians were brought before him. Also his sleep went
from him. Then the king arose very early in the morning and went in haste to
the den of lions. And when he came to the den, he cried out with a lamenting
voice to Daniel. The king spoke, saying to Daniel, “Daniel, servant of the
living God, has your God, whom you serve </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/4391651115635811240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=4391651115635811240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/4391651115635811240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/4391651115635811240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2012/01/servant-of-most-high-god.html' title='Servant of the Most High God'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-9067626538867653767</id><published>2012-01-30T06:30:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-30T06:30:16.592Z</updated><title type='text'>Your God will deliver you</title><summary type='text'>





So the king gave the command, and they brought
Daniel and cast him into the den of lions. But the king spoke, saying to
Daniel, “Your God, whom you serve continually, He will deliver you.” Then a
stone was brought and laid on the mouth of the den, and the king sealed it with
his own signet ring and with the signets of his lords, that the purpose
concerning Daniel might not be changed. – </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/9067626538867653767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=9067626538867653767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/9067626538867653767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/9067626538867653767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2012/01/your-god-will-deliver-you.html' title='Your God will deliver you'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-6145514297387686955</id><published>2012-01-29T06:15:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-29T06:15:21.343Z</updated><title type='text'>Undeterred</title><summary type='text'>





Now when Daniel knew that the writing was
signed, he went home. And in his upper room, with his windows open toward
Jerusalem, he knelt down on his knees three times that day, and prayed and gave
thanks before his God, as was his custom since early days. - Daniel 6v10



Here is another instance of a man who does the kind of thing that I
really desire to happen in my life. I am always </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/6145514297387686955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=6145514297387686955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/6145514297387686955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/6145514297387686955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2012/01/undeterred.html' title='Undeterred'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-3254336234991656044</id><published>2012-01-28T07:18:00.003Z</published><updated>2012-01-28T07:18:45.102Z</updated><title type='text'>Selfless service</title><summary type='text'>





Then Daniel answered, and said before the
king, “Let your gifts be for yourself, and give your rewards to another; yet I
will read the writing to the king, and make known to him the interpretation.
– Daniel 5v17



‘Keep all of your gifts and rewards king.’ 



That was Daniel’s response when the king trued to pay him to interpret
a mysterious dream. Belshazzar followed Nebuchadnezzar as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/3254336234991656044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=3254336234991656044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/3254336234991656044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/3254336234991656044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2012/01/selfless-service.html' title='Selfless service'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-8368520800387730252</id><published>2012-01-27T08:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-27T08:09:40.156Z</updated><title type='text'>Those who walk in pride...</title><summary type='text'>





Now I, Nebuchadnezzar, praise and extol and
honour the King of heaven, all of whose works are truth, and His ways justice.
And those who walk in pride He is able to put down. - Daniel
4v37



Nebuchadnezzar proclaims a truth here that he had to learn the hard
way. To see that we need to go back just a little bit for some background. 



One day the king was out walking in the beautiful </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/8368520800387730252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=8368520800387730252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/8368520800387730252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/8368520800387730252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2012/01/those-who-walk-in-pride.html' title='Those who walk in pride...'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-3119425351889788803</id><published>2012-01-26T08:13:00.003Z</published><updated>2012-01-26T08:13:35.897Z</updated><title type='text'>The Most High rules</title><summary type='text'>





‘This decision is by the decree of the
watchers, And the sentence by the word of the holy ones, In order that the
living may know That the Most High rules in the kingdom of men, Gives it to
whomever He will, And sets over it the lowest of men.’ – Daniel
4v17



It is really easy to get caught up in news and politics and elections
and all that stuff. At least it is for me. I really like all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/3119425351889788803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=3119425351889788803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/3119425351889788803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/3119425351889788803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2012/01/most-high-rules.html' title='The Most High rules'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-7721469258221436627</id><published>2012-01-25T07:33:00.004Z</published><updated>2012-01-25T07:33:53.493Z</updated><title type='text'>The impact of doing right</title><summary type='text'>





Nebuchadnezzar spoke, saying, “Blessed be the
God of Shadrach, Meshach, and Abed-Nego, who sent His Angel and delivered His
servants who trusted in Him, and they have frustrated the king's word, and
yielded their bodies, that they should not serve nor worship any god except
their own God! Therefore I make a decree that any people, nation, or language
which speaks anything amiss against the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/7721469258221436627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=7721469258221436627&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/7721469258221436627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/7721469258221436627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2012/01/impact-of-doing-right.html' title='The impact of doing right'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-337591682236907300</id><published>2012-01-24T06:17:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-24T06:17:28.236Z</updated><title type='text'>When faith is more important than fate</title><summary type='text'>

Shadrach, Meshach, and Abed-Nego answered and
said to the king, “O Nebuchadnezzar, we have no need to answer you in this
matter. If that is the case, our God whom we serve is able to deliver us from
the burning fiery furnace, and He will deliver us from your hand, O king. But
if not, let it be known to you, O king, that we do not serve your gods, nor
will we worship the gold image which you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/337591682236907300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=337591682236907300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/337591682236907300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/337591682236907300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2012/01/when-faith-is-more-important-than-fate.html' title='When faith is more important than fate'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-1701373281550355624</id><published>2012-01-23T07:23:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-23T07:23:34.898Z</updated><title type='text'>What happens when you can’t obey?</title><summary type='text'>





You, O king, have
made a decree that everyone who hears the sound of the horn, flute, harp, lyre,
and psaltery, in symphony with all kinds of music, shall fall down and worship
the gold image; and whoever does not fall down and worship shall be cast into
the midst of a burning fiery furnace. There are certain Jews whom you have set
over the affairs of the province of Babylon: Shadrach, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/1701373281550355624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=1701373281550355624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/1701373281550355624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/1701373281550355624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-happens-when-you-cant-obey.html' title='What happens when you can’t obey?'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-1049187655536058570</id><published>2012-01-22T07:11:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-22T07:11:27.122Z</updated><title type='text'>God is in control</title><summary type='text'>





Daniel answered and said: “Blessed be the name
of God forever and ever, For wisdom and might are His. And He changes the times
and the seasons; He removes kings and raises up kings; He gives wisdom to the
wise And knowledge to those who have understanding.  - Daniel
2v20-21



When Daniel was called before the king to interpret his mysterious
dream he had the marvellous opportunity to show </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/1049187655536058570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=1049187655536058570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/1049187655536058570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/1049187655536058570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2012/01/god-is-in-control.html' title='God is in control'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-2200874154658642311</id><published>2012-01-21T07:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-21T07:48:29.096Z</updated><title type='text'>No one like them</title><summary type='text'>





Then the king interviewed them, and among them
all none was found like Daniel, Hananiah, Mishael, and Azariah; therefore they
served before the king. And in all matters of wisdom and understanding about
which the king examined them, he found them ten times better than all the
magicians and astrologers who were in all his realm. Thus Daniel continued
until the first year of King Cyrus. – </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/2200874154658642311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=2200874154658642311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/2200874154658642311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/2200874154658642311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2012/01/no-one-like-them.html' title='No one like them'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-827286898788507698</id><published>2012-01-20T06:23:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-20T06:23:35.403Z</updated><title type='text'>Daniel purposed in his heart</title><summary type='text'>





But Daniel purposed in his heart that he would
not defile himself with the portion of the king's delicacies, nor with the wine
which he drank; therefore he requested of the chief of the eunuchs that he
might not defile himself. - Daniel 1v8



I have always admired the young men in the book of Daniel. If there was
ever a time when young men might be tempted to sacrifice their standards and
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/827286898788507698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=827286898788507698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/827286898788507698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/827286898788507698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2012/01/daniel-purposed-in-his-heart.html' title='Daniel purposed in his heart'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-6898592518438679363</id><published>2012-01-19T07:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-19T07:03:14.266Z</updated><title type='text'>A new heart</title><summary type='text'>





I will give you a new heart and put a new
spirit within you; I will take the heart of stone out of your flesh and give
you a heart of flesh. I will put My Spirit within you and cause you to walk in
My statutes, and you will keep My judgments and do them. –
Ezekiel 36v26-27



There is a danger in our churches that shows itself in stressing external Christianity. That
is nothing new. The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/6898592518438679363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=6898592518438679363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/6898592518438679363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/6898592518438679363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-heart.html' title='A new heart'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-7870671184144544937</id><published>2012-01-18T07:11:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-18T07:11:45.534Z</updated><title type='text'>How can we live?</title><summary type='text'>





“Therefore you, O son of man, say to the house
of Israel: ‘Thus you say, “If our transgressions and our sins lie upon us, and
we pine away in them, how can we then live?” ’ Say to them: ‘As I live,’ says
the Lord GOD, ‘I have no pleasure in the death of the wicked, but that the
wicked turn from his way and live. Turn, turn from your evil ways! For why
should you die, O house of Israel?’ - </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/7870671184144544937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=7870671184144544937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/7870671184144544937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/7870671184144544937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2012/01/how-can-we-live.html' title='How can we live?'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-7547432103744327961</id><published>2012-01-17T06:47:00.003Z</published><updated>2012-01-17T14:45:01.594Z</updated><title type='text'>My wife died</title><summary type='text'>So I spoke to the people in the morning, andat evening my wife died; and the next morning I did as I was commanded.– Ezekiel 24v18I had not noticed this little aspect of Ezekiel’s life. I am not surewhat to think about it. Ezekiel spoke to the people in the morning. Okay, that’snormal enough. But then we read ‘and at evening my wife died…’God had told him in advance that ‘the desire of his eyes’ </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/7547432103744327961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=7547432103744327961&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/7547432103744327961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/7547432103744327961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-wife-died.html' title='My wife died'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-8635062231414452337</id><published>2012-01-16T07:50:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-16T07:50:28.440Z</updated><title type='text'>I found no one</title><summary type='text'>





So I sought for a man among them who would
make a wall, and stand in the gap before Me on behalf of the land, that I
should not destroy it; but I found no one. 31 Therefore I have poured out My
indignation on them; I have consumed them with the fire of My wrath; and I have
recompensed their deeds on their own heads,” says the Lord GOD.
– Ezekiel 22v30-31



The book of Ezekiel is all about </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/8635062231414452337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=8635062231414452337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/8635062231414452337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/8635062231414452337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-found-no-one.html' title='I found no one'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-8441596290838378434</id><published>2012-01-15T07:51:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-15T07:51:29.354Z</updated><title type='text'>That’s not fair!</title><summary type='text'>





“Yet you say, ‘The way of the Lord is not
fair.’ Hear now, O house of Israel, is it not My way which is fair, and your
ways which are not fair? When a righteous man turns away from his righteousness,
commits iniquity, and dies in it, it is because of the iniquity which he has
done that he dies. Again, when a wicked man turns away from the wickedness
which he committed, and does what is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/8441596290838378434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=8441596290838378434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/8441596290838378434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/8441596290838378434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2012/01/thats-not-fair.html' title='That’s not fair!'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-3312989816364399298</id><published>2012-01-14T07:48:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-14T07:48:19.331Z</updated><title type='text'>Turn and live</title><summary type='text'>





The soul who sins shall die. The son shall not
bear the guilt of the father, nor the father bear the guilt of the son. The
righteousness of the righteous shall be upon himself, and the wickedness of the
wicked shall be upon himself.  “But if a
wicked man turns from all his sins which he has committed, keeps all My
statutes, and does what is lawful and right, he shall surely live; he shall </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/3312989816364399298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=3312989816364399298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/3312989816364399298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/3312989816364399298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2012/01/turn-and-live.html' title='Turn and live'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-7454087933040858439</id><published>2012-01-13T09:21:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-13T09:21:38.419Z</updated><title type='text'>Idols of the heart</title><summary type='text'>





Now some of the elders of Israel came to me
and sat before me. And the word of the LORD came to me, saying, “Son of man,
these men have set up their idols in their hearts, and put before them that
which causes them to stumble into iniquity. Should I let Myself be inquired of
at all by them? “Therefore speak to them, and say to them, ‘Thus says the Lord
GOD: “Everyone of the house of Israel </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/7454087933040858439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=7454087933040858439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/7454087933040858439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/7454087933040858439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2012/01/idols-of-heart.html' title='Idols of the heart'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-93776274158192494</id><published>2012-01-12T07:40:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-12T07:40:33.210Z</updated><title type='text'>I am the Lord, I speak…</title><summary type='text'>





For I am the LORD. I speak, and the word which
I speak will come to pass; it will no more be postponed; for in your days, O
rebellious house, I will say the word and perform it,” says the Lord GOD.’  - Ezekiel
12v25



The time for God to act had come to pass. Ezekiel was in Babylon
foretelling the fall of Jerusalem and its eventual restoration. In these
prophecies there are some words </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/93776274158192494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=93776274158192494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/93776274158192494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/93776274158192494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-am-lord-i-speak.html' title='I am the Lord, I speak…'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-437675622861515730</id><published>2012-01-11T07:22:00.004Z</published><updated>2012-01-11T07:22:40.743Z</updated><title type='text'>A Watchman</title><summary type='text'>





“Son of man, I have made you a watchman for
the house of Israel; therefore hear a word from My mouth, and give them warning
from Me: When I say to the wicked, ‘You shall surely die,’ and you give him no
warning, nor speak to warn the wicked from his wicked way, to save his life,
that same wicked man shall die in his iniquity; but his blood I will require at
your hand. Yet, if you warn the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/437675622861515730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=437675622861515730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/437675622861515730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/437675622861515730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2012/01/watchman.html' title='A Watchman'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-1537883323111836382</id><published>2012-01-10T06:55:00.003Z</published><updated>2012-01-10T06:55:57.649Z</updated><title type='text'>Speak, no matter what</title><summary type='text'>





“And you, son of man, do not be afraid of them
nor be afraid of their words, though briers and thorns are with you and you
dwell among scorpions; do not be afraid of their words or dismayed by their
looks, though they are a rebellious house. You shall speak My words to them,
whether they hear or whether they refuse, for they are rebellious. But you, son
of man, hear what I say to you. Do </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/1537883323111836382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=1537883323111836382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/1537883323111836382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/1537883323111836382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2012/01/speak-no-matter-what.html' title='Speak, no matter what'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-4071483872277370733</id><published>2012-01-09T07:25:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-09T07:25:52.852Z</updated><title type='text'>Yet they will know</title><summary type='text'>





And He said to me: “Son of man, I am sending
you to the children of Israel, to a rebellious nation that has rebelled against
Me; they and their fathers have transgressed against Me to this very day. For
they are impudent and stubborn children. I am sending you to them, and you
shall say to them, ‘Thus says the Lord GOD.’ As for them, whether they hear or
whether they refuse—for they are a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/4071483872277370733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=4071483872277370733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/4071483872277370733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/4071483872277370733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2012/01/yet-they-will-know.html' title='Yet they will know'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-8059769161372543997</id><published>2012-01-08T07:44:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-08T14:58:39.271Z</updated><title type='text'>How the gold has become dim</title><summary type='text'>How the gold has become dim! How changed thefine gold! The stones of the sanctuary are scattered at the head of every street. The precious stoned of Zion, Valuable as fine gold, How they are regarded as clay pots, The work of the hands of the potter! – Jeremiah 4v1-2Yesterday gold was selling at $1,767.27 an ounce. That is an amazing price, even for gold. Gold has always had an appeal and ‘gold </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/8059769161372543997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=8059769161372543997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/8059769161372543997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/8059769161372543997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2012/01/how-gold-has-become-dim.html' title='How the gold has become dim'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-2111420098071561774</id><published>2012-01-07T07:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-07T07:31:19.315Z</updated><title type='text'>Good waiting</title><summary type='text'>





The LORD is good to those who wait for Him, To
the soul who seeks Him. It is good that one should hope and wait quietly for
the salvation of the LORD. It is good for a man to bear the yoke in his youth.
- Lamentations 3v25-27



I have said it here before and I wish I could say that I have overcome
it, but I haven’t. I hate to wait. Waiting is one of my least favourite things
to do. I don’t</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/2111420098071561774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=2111420098071561774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/2111420098071561774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/2111420098071561774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2012/01/good-waiting.html' title='Good waiting'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-4948484471437495833</id><published>2012-01-06T08:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-06T08:18:03.322Z</updated><title type='text'>My piece of lasagne</title><summary type='text'>





They are new every morning; Great is Your
faithfulness. “The LORD is my portion,” says my soul, “Therefore I hope in
Him!” – Lamentations 3v23-24



I make the world’s nest lasagne. It is that simple. I call it ‘Roger’s
World Renown Five Cheese Lasagne.’ It is simply fantastic. 



When I make it I mark out my portion of the lasagne. I know which part
of the lasagne has the best combination</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/4948484471437495833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=4948484471437495833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/4948484471437495833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/4948484471437495833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-piece-of-lasagne.html' title='My piece of lasagne'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-7145176115883263495</id><published>2012-01-05T07:49:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-05T07:49:26.635Z</updated><title type='text'>Great is Thy Faithfulness</title><summary type='text'>



Through the LORD'S mercies we are not
consumed, Because His compassions fail not. They are
new every morning; Great is Your faithfulness. – Lamentations 3v22-23



"Great is Thy faithfulness," O God my Father,

There is no shadow of turning with Thee;

Thou changest not, Thy compassions, they fail not

As Thou hast been Thou forever wilt be.



"Great is Thy faithfulness!" "Great is Thy
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/7145176115883263495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=7145176115883263495&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/7145176115883263495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/7145176115883263495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2012/01/great-is-thy-faithfulness.html' title='Great is Thy Faithfulness'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/sI_3KqWQ6OA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-8965162437735562240</id><published>2012-01-04T08:25:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-04T09:14:16.010Z</updated><title type='text'>I have hope</title><summary type='text'>And I said, “My strength and my hope haveperished from the LORD.” Remember my affliction and roaming, the wormwood andthe gall. My soul still remembers and sinks within me this I recall to my mind,therefore I have hope. Through the LORD'S mercies we are not consumed, becauseHis compassions fail not. They are new every morning; Great is Yourfaithfulness. – Jeremiah 3v18-23After his prophecies </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/8965162437735562240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=8965162437735562240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/8965162437735562240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/8965162437735562240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-have-hope.html' title='I have hope'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-4328130295776695578</id><published>2012-01-03T07:00:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-03T10:14:57.294Z</updated><title type='text'>Pragmatic religion and faithful preaching</title><summary type='text'>Then all the men who knew that their wives hadburned incense to other gods, with all the women who stood by, a greatmultitude, and all the people who dwelt in the land of Egypt, in Pathros,answered Jeremiah, saying: “As for the word that you have spoken to us in thename of the LORD, we will not listen to you! But we will certainly do whateverhas gone out of our own mouth, to burn incense to the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/4328130295776695578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=4328130295776695578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/4328130295776695578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/4328130295776695578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2012/01/pragmatic-religion-and-faithful.html' title='Pragmatic religion and faithful preaching'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-2892881692907022623</id><published>2012-01-02T08:10:00.003Z</published><updated>2012-01-02T08:10:44.630Z</updated><title type='text'>You were hypocrites</title><summary type='text'>





For you were hypocrites in your hearts when
you sent me to the LORD your God, saying, “Pray for us to the LORD our God, and
according to all that the LORD your God says, so declare to us and we will do
it.’ And I have this day declared it to you, but you have not obeyed the voice
of the LORD your God, or anything which He has sent you by me. – Jeremiah 42v20-21



The more I read of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/2892881692907022623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=2892881692907022623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/2892881692907022623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/2892881692907022623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2012/01/you-were-hypocrites.html' title='You were hypocrites'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-3190051497600649153</id><published>2012-01-01T07:47:00.003Z</published><updated>2012-01-01T07:47:59.347Z</updated><title type='text'>A New Year sacrifice</title><summary type='text'>





“Thus says the LORD: “Again there shall be
heard in this place—of which you say, ‘It is desolate, without man and without
beast”—in the cities of Judah, in the streets of Jerusalem that are desolate,
without man and without inhabitant and without beast, the voice of joy and the
voice of gladness, the voice of the bridegroom and the voice of the bride, the
voice of those who will say: “</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/3190051497600649153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=3190051497600649153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/3190051497600649153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/3190051497600649153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-year-sacrifice.html' title='A New Year sacrifice'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-359181166237582012</id><published>2011-12-31T08:26:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-12-31T08:26:31.989Z</updated><title type='text'>Great and mighty things in 2012</title><summary type='text'>





Moreover
the word of the LORD came to Jeremiah a second time, while he was still shut up
in the court of the prison, saying, “Thus says the LORD who made it, the LORD
who formed it to establish it (the LORD is His name): ‘Call to Me, and I will
answer you, and show you great and mighty things, which you do not know.’ – Jeremiah 33v1-3



What a great way to
close 2011 even though, as we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/359181166237582012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=359181166237582012&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/359181166237582012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/359181166237582012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/12/great-and-mighty-things-in-2012.html' title='Great and mighty things in 2012'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-1511047863038304133</id><published>2011-12-30T08:42:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-12-30T08:42:11.184Z</updated><title type='text'>Everlasting love</title><summary type='text'>





The LORD
hath appeared of old unto me, saying, Yea, I have loved thee with an
everlasting love: therefore with lovingkindness have I drawn thee. – Jeremiah 31v3



The word ‘love’ is an interesting
one. It is a shame that we only have one word for love in English. We miss a
lot of the nuances of the Bible languages and I don’t know enough about them to
dig them out. I do know that in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/1511047863038304133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=1511047863038304133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/1511047863038304133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/1511047863038304133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/12/everlasting-love.html' title='Everlasting love'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-8729840203709367806</id><published>2011-12-29T08:29:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-12-29T08:29:34.708Z</updated><title type='text'>The oracle of the Lord?</title><summary type='text'>





Thus every
one of you shall say to his neighbor, and every one to his brother, 'What has
the LORD answered?' and, 'What has the LORD spoken?' And the oracle of the LORD
you shall mention no more. For every man's word will be his oracle, for you
have perverted the words of the living God, the LORD of hosts, our God. Thus
you shall say to the prophet, 'What has the LORD answered you?' and, '</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/8729840203709367806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=8729840203709367806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/8729840203709367806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/8729840203709367806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/12/oracle-of-lord.html' title='The oracle of the Lord?'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-3224655305038130642</id><published>2011-12-28T07:23:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-12-28T07:23:48.127Z</updated><title type='text'>A hammer and a fire</title><summary type='text'>





"Is
not My word like a fire?" says the LORD, "And like a hammer that
breaks the rock in pieces? – Jeremiah 23v29



It sure doesn’t seem like there is much hope, does it? Evil is progressing
at such a rate that it seems like we have no hope and nothing to stem the
vicious tide of wickedness. 



Jeremiah lived in day a lot like this. He knew that he would have no
visible success because God</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/3224655305038130642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=3224655305038130642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/3224655305038130642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/3224655305038130642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/12/hammer-and-fire.html' title='A hammer and a fire'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-3980945668971051098</id><published>2011-12-27T08:59:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-12-27T08:59:52.556Z</updated><title type='text'>Jehovah Tsidkenu</title><summary type='text'>





Behold, the
days come, saith the LORD, that I will raise unto David a righteous Branch, and
a King shall reign and prosper, and shall execute judgment and justice in the
earth. In his days Judah shall be saved, and Israel shall dwell safely: and
this is his name whereby he shall be called, THE LORD OUR RIGHTEOUSNESS. – Jeremiah 23v5-6



Religion is almost always an attempt
to figure out </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/3980945668971051098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=3980945668971051098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/3980945668971051098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/3980945668971051098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/12/jehovah-tsidkenu.html' title='Jehovah Tsidkenu'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-3070185977383039400</id><published>2011-12-26T08:15:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-12-26T08:15:11.044Z</updated><title type='text'>Go with your heart?</title><summary type='text'>





"The
heart is deceitful above all things, And desperately wicked; Who can know it? – Jeremiah 17v9



‘Go with your heart!
You can’t go wrong!’ That is the kind of advice that we hear all the time. ‘If
you go with your heart you can’t go wrong.’ 



That sounds pretty
good. After all nobody knows more about me than me, right? I know me and
therefore my ‘gut feeling’ should be the thing to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/3070185977383039400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=3070185977383039400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/3070185977383039400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/3070185977383039400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/12/go-with-your-heart.html' title='Go with your heart?'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-2990832100048107227</id><published>2011-12-25T07:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-25T07:46:40.132Z</updated><title type='text'>The cure for man’s neighings - a Christmas message</title><summary type='text'>





Can the
Ethiopian change his skin or the leopard its spots? Then may you also do good
who are accustomed to do evil. "Therefore I will scatter them like stubble
That passes away by the wind of the wilderness. This is your lot, The portion
of your measures from Me," says the LORD, "Because you have forgotten
Me And trusted in falsehood. Therefore I will uncover your skirts over your
face, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/2990832100048107227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=2990832100048107227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/2990832100048107227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/2990832100048107227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/12/cure-for-mans-neighings-christmas.html' title='The cure for man’s neighings - a Christmas message'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-254080184690510822</id><published>2011-12-24T08:23:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-12-24T08:23:13.111Z</updated><title type='text'>Dull hearted shepherds</title><summary type='text'>





For the
shepherds have become dull-hearted, And have not sought the LORD; Therefore
they shall not prosper, And all their flocks shall be scattered. – Jeremiah 10v21



This morning’s little
thought is a challenge to any of us who minister the word of God to others. Spiritual
leaders and teachers have a special responsibility to make sure that we are
prepared ourselves so that we can </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/254080184690510822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=254080184690510822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/254080184690510822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/254080184690510822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/12/dull-hearted-shepherds.html' title='Dull hearted shepherds'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-7477414498960412726</id><published>2011-12-23T08:35:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-12-23T08:35:25.514Z</updated><title type='text'>Glory in this</title><summary type='text'>





But let him
who glories glory in this, That he understands and knows Me, That I am the
LORD, exercising lovingkindness, judgment, and righteousness in the earth. For
in these I delight," says the LORD.  –
Jeremiah 9v24



Jeremiah is what you
might call a prophet of doom. He writes about the worst time in Judah’s
history. Their sin and wickedness has brought them to the point where the
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/7477414498960412726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=7477414498960412726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/7477414498960412726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/7477414498960412726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/12/glory-in-this.html' title='Glory in this'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-5137178985987777902</id><published>2011-12-22T07:40:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-12-22T07:40:42.312Z</updated><title type='text'>When people forget how to blush</title><summary type='text'>





Were they
ashamed when they had committed abomination? No! They were not at all ashamed;
Nor did they know how to blush. Therefore they shall fall among those who fall;
At the time I punish them, They shall be cast down," says the LORD. – Jeremiah 6v15



We all know of course
that the things Jeremiah writes about are meant specifically for a certain time
and place. We can’t take everything</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/5137178985987777902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=5137178985987777902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/5137178985987777902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/5137178985987777902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/12/when-people-forget-how-to-blush.html' title='When people forget how to blush'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-4802621916600940056</id><published>2011-12-21T06:22:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-21T06:22:05.495Z</updated><title type='text'>The prophets become wind</title><summary type='text'>





They have
lied about the LORD, And said, "It is not He. Neither will evil come upon
us, Nor shall we see sword or famine. And the prophets become wind, For the
word is not in them. Thus shall it be done to them." – Jeremiah 5v12-13



What a mess the nation
had on their hands. Jeremiah’s report just kept getting worse and worse. Not
only were they not giving God credit for the things they </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/4802621916600940056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=4802621916600940056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/4802621916600940056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/4802621916600940056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/12/prophets-become-wind.html' title='The prophets become wind'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-5268830813701958254</id><published>2011-12-20T07:56:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-20T07:56:49.986Z</updated><title type='text'>Silly people</title><summary type='text'>





"For My people are foolish, They
have not known Me. They are silly children, And they have no understanding.
They are wise to do evil, But to do good they have no knowledge." – Jeremiah 4v22



‘Silly’ is not a word
we come across very often in the Scriptures. The more reliable English
translations only use it 2-3 times if at all. We all know that the word means
today. We often talk about </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/5268830813701958254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=5268830813701958254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/5268830813701958254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/5268830813701958254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/12/silly-people.html' title='Silly people'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-1043035248870121852</id><published>2011-12-19T08:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-19T08:43:21.112Z</updated><title type='text'>Vain hope</title><summary type='text'>





Truly, in
vain is salvation hoped for from the hills, And from the multitude of
mountains; Truly, in the LORD our God Is the salvation of Israel. – Jeremiah
3v23



People hope in all
kinds of stuff. At times like this it is easy to try and find solutions for all
the difficulties that we face. As Israel looked vainly to the hills and the
mountains for someone to come and deliver them we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/1043035248870121852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=1043035248870121852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/1043035248870121852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/1043035248870121852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/12/vain-hope.html' title='Vain hope'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-8192758893068941982</id><published>2011-12-18T07:39:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-12-18T07:39:16.045Z</updated><title type='text'>Come on back</title><summary type='text'>





"They
say, 'If a man divorces his wife, And she goes from him And becomes another
man's, May he return to her again?' Would not that land be greatly polluted?
But you have played the harlot with many lovers; Yet return to Me," says
the LORD.  – Jeremiah 3v1



There are many
blessings to serving the God we serve. One of the greatest is to see His desire
for His people to return to Him when </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/8192758893068941982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=8192758893068941982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/8192758893068941982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/8192758893068941982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/12/come-on-back.html' title='Come on back'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-605028801970675782</id><published>2011-12-17T08:30:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-12-17T08:30:36.946Z</updated><title type='text'>They will not prevail</title><summary type='text'>





"Therefore
prepare yourself and arise, And speak to them all that I command you. Do not be
dismayed before their faces, Lest I dismay you before them. For behold, I have
made you this day A fortified city and an iron pillar, And bronze walls against
the whole land— Against the kings of Judah, Against its princes, Against its
priests, And against the people of the land. They will fight </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/605028801970675782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=605028801970675782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/605028801970675782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/605028801970675782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/12/they-will-not-prevail.html' title='They will not prevail'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-4536114324508937095</id><published>2011-12-16T08:28:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-12-16T08:28:23.036Z</updated><title type='text'>Trying to reason with God</title><summary type='text'>





"Before
I formed you in the womb I knew you; Before you were born I sanctified you; I
ordained you a prophet to the nations." Then said I: "Ah, Lord GOD!
Behold, I cannot speak, for I am a youth." But the LORD said to me:
"Do not say, 'I am a youth,' For you shall go to all to whom I send you,
And whatever I command you, you shall speak. Do not be afraid of their faces,
For I am with you to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/4536114324508937095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=4536114324508937095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/4536114324508937095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/4536114324508937095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/12/trying-to-reason-with-god.html' title='Trying to reason with God'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-6498670519698793127</id><published>2011-12-15T08:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-15T08:26:03.041Z</updated><title type='text'>Motherly comfort</title><summary type='text'>





As one whom
his mother comforts, So I will comfort you; And you shall be comforted in
Jerusalem."
– Isaiah 66v13



In yesterday’s thought
we saw God portrayed as our Father Potter moulding and shaping and forming us
into what He wants us to be. That sounds a lot like a dad, doesn’t it? Dads
seem to be the ones who take on the role of smoothing the rough edges and
applying the pressure to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/6498670519698793127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=6498670519698793127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/6498670519698793127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/6498670519698793127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/12/motherly-comfort.html' title='Motherly comfort'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-5175266367540117132</id><published>2011-12-14T07:20:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-14T07:20:28.410Z</updated><title type='text'>Father potter</title><summary type='text'>





But now, O
LORD, You are our Father; We are the clay, and You our potter; And all we are
the work of Your hand. – Isaiah 64v8



Of course whenever I see
this verse I remember the great old hymn by Adelaid A. Pollard. The chorus goes ‘Have Thine
own way, Lord! Have Thine own way! Thou art the Potter, I am the clay. Mould me
and make me after Thy will, While I am waiting, yielded and still.’</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/5175266367540117132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=5175266367540117132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/5175266367540117132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/5175266367540117132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/12/father-potter.html' title='Father potter'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-3975901855381669606</id><published>2011-12-13T06:58:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-12-13T06:58:32.703Z</updated><title type='text'>Filthy righteousness</title><summary type='text'>





But we are
all like an unclean thing, And all our righteousnesses are like filthy rags; We
all fade as a leaf, And our iniquities, like the wind, Have taken us away. – Isaiah 64v6



You know what?
Sometimes we can think we are pretty good. This is especially those of us who
are Christians and have been for a good long time. We go to church, we don’t
battle with the ‘big’ sins, we are nice </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/3975901855381669606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=3975901855381669606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/3975901855381669606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/3975901855381669606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/12/filthy-righteousness.html' title='Filthy righteousness'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-6851531673230417467</id><published>2011-12-12T08:35:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-12T08:35:39.324Z</updated><title type='text'>Messiah’s message</title><summary type='text'>





"The
Spirit of the Lord GOD is upon Me, Because the LORD has anointed Me To preach
good tidings to the poor; He has sent Me to heal the brokenhearted, To proclaim
liberty to the captives, And the opening of the prison to those who are bound; - Isaiah 61v1



I always pause when I
get to this passage because it is the one scripture that Jesus used in the
synagogue to reveal to the Jews that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/6851531673230417467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=6851531673230417467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/6851531673230417467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/6851531673230417467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/12/messiahs-message.html' title='Messiah’s message'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-6904120404141351391</id><published>2011-12-11T07:41:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-11T07:41:59.833Z</updated><title type='text'>Not short handed</title><summary type='text'>





Behold, the
LORD's hand is not shortened, That it cannot save; Nor His ear heavy, That it
cannot hear. – Isaiah 59v1



There is a phrase that
businesses and organisations often use to describe why they can’t get things
done or meet deadlines. ‘We’re sorry, but we are running a little behind because
we are short-handed this week.’ 



We use that phrase
today in a specific way referring to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/6904120404141351391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=6904120404141351391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/6904120404141351391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/6904120404141351391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/12/not-short-handed.html' title='Not short handed'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-510157503851553623</id><published>2011-12-10T08:43:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-10T08:44:12.766Z</updated><title type='text'>Another view of fasting</title><summary type='text'>






"Is
this not the fast that I have chosen: To loose the bonds of
wickedness, To undo the heavy burdens, To let the oppressed go free,
And that you break every yoke? Is it not to share your bread with the
hungry, And that you bring to your house the poor who are cast out;
When you see the naked, that you cover him, And not hide yourself
from your own flesh? – Isaiah 58v6-7




I
remember the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/510157503851553623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=510157503851553623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/510157503851553623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/510157503851553623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/12/another-view-of-fasting.html' title='Another view of fasting'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-4544240216725430157</id><published>2011-12-09T07:54:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-09T07:54:05.813Z</updated><title type='text'>Peace?</title><summary type='text'>





"I create the fruit of the lips: Peace,
peace to him who is far off and to him who is near," Says the LORD,
"And I will heal him." But the wicked are like the troubled sea, When
it cannot rest, Whose waters cast up mire and dirt. "There is no
peace," Says my God, "for the wicked." – Isaiah
57v19-21



‘Glory to God in the highest, And on earth peace, goodwill toward men!’
We all immediately</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/4544240216725430157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=4544240216725430157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/4544240216725430157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/4544240216725430157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/12/peace.html' title='Peace?'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-2705409503941623750</id><published>2011-12-08T07:59:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-08T07:59:35.291Z</updated><title type='text'>Threefold holiness</title><summary type='text'>





For thus says the High and Lofty One Who
inhabits eternity, whose name is Holy: "I dwell in the high and holy
place, With him who has a contrite and humble spirit, To revive the spirit of
the humble, And to revive the heart of the contrite ones. For I will not contend
forever, Nor will I always be angry; For the spirit would fail before Me, And
the souls which I have made. – Isaiah 57v15-16</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/2705409503941623750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=2705409503941623750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/2705409503941623750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/2705409503941623750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/12/threefold-holiness.html' title='Threefold holiness'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-7432235988246765636</id><published>2011-12-07T08:43:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-07T08:43:19.668Z</updated><title type='text'>Go out with joy</title><summary type='text'>





"For you shall go out with joy, And be
led out with peace; The mountains and the hills Shall break forth into singing
before you, And all the trees of the field shall clap their hands. Instead of
the thorn shall come up the cypress tree, And instead of the brier shall come
up the myrtle tree; And it shall be to the LORD for a name, For an everlasting
sign that shall not be cut off." – </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/7432235988246765636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=7432235988246765636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/7432235988246765636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/7432235988246765636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/12/go-out-with-joy.html' title='Go out with joy'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-7910998960388054693</id><published>2011-12-06T06:56:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-06T06:56:41.685Z</updated><title type='text'>God’s word – God’s purpose</title><summary type='text'>





So shall My word be that goes forth from My
mouth; It shall not return to Me void, But it shall accomplish what I please,
And it shall prosper in the thing for which I sent it. – Isaiah
55v11



I can get discouraged sometimes at a lack of results and lack of
response to God’s word. It seems like we can preach and teach and share and
that nothing ever really seems to happen as a result. If </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/7910998960388054693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=7910998960388054693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/7910998960388054693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/7910998960388054693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/12/gods-word-gods-purpose.html' title='God’s word – God’s purpose'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-5863157986358955212</id><published>2011-12-05T08:18:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-05T08:19:03.419Z</updated><title type='text'>Higher thoughts and higher ways</title><summary type='text'>





"For My thoughts are not your thoughts,
Nor are your ways My ways," says the LORD. "For as the heavens are
higher than the earth, So are My ways higher than your ways, And My thoughts
than your thoughts. – Isaiah 55v8-9



Sometimes I can’t figure it out? ‘Can’t figure what out?’ you might
ask. ‘IT, I can’t figure it out. Any of it. Why does stuff happen the way it
does? Why can’t things </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/5863157986358955212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=5863157986358955212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/5863157986358955212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/5863157986358955212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/12/higher-thoughts-and-higher-ways.html' title='Higher thoughts and higher ways'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-5187981130475113251</id><published>2011-12-04T07:44:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-04T07:44:53.763Z</updated><title type='text'>Seek the Lord</title><summary type='text'>





Seek the LORD while He may be found, Call upon
Him while He is near. Let the wicked forsake his way, And the unrighteous man
his thoughts; Let him return to the LORD, And He will have mercy on him; And to
our God, For He will abundantly pardon. – Isaiah 55v6-7



If yesterday’s invitation was a bit vague and general, today’s call
makes it very, very clear. While the first couple of verse </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/5187981130475113251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=5187981130475113251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/5187981130475113251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/5187981130475113251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/12/seek-lord.html' title='Seek the Lord'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-2049319873878728001</id><published>2011-12-03T08:19:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-03T08:19:20.032Z</updated><title type='text'>Ho! Everyone…</title><summary type='text'>





"Ho! Everyone who thirsts, come to the
waters; and you who have no money, Come, buy and eat. Yes, come, buy wine and
milk without money and without price. Why do you spend
money for what is not bread,
And your wages for what does
not satisfy? Listen carefully to Me, and eat what is good, And let your soul delight itself in abundance
– Isaiah 55v1-2



I certainly don’t understand how God’s </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/2049319873878728001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=2049319873878728001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/2049319873878728001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/2049319873878728001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/12/ho-everyone.html' title='Ho! Everyone…'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-1428757294201189882</id><published>2011-12-02T06:33:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-02T06:33:53.363Z</updated><title type='text'>Wandering sheep…and a lamb led to slaughter</title><summary type='text'>





All we like sheep have gone astray; We have
turned, every one, to his own way; And the LORD has laid on Him the iniquity of
us all. He was oppressed and He was afflicted, Yet He opened not His mouth; He
was led as a lamb to the slaughter, And as a sheep before its shearers is
silent, So He opened not His mouth. 

(Isa 53:6-7)



‘All of us, every one of us, are like sheep which have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/1428757294201189882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=1428757294201189882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/1428757294201189882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/1428757294201189882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/12/wandering-sheepand-lamb-led-to.html' title='Wandering sheep…and a lamb led to slaughter'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-6454955684152665695</id><published>2011-12-01T07:36:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-01T07:36:25.796Z</updated><title type='text'>Despised and rejected, but…</title><summary type='text'>





He is despised and rejected by men, A
Man of sorrows and acquainted with grief. And we hid, as it were, our faces from Him; He was despised,
and we did not esteem Him. Surely He has borne our griefs And carried our
sorrows; Yet we esteemed Him stricken, Smitten by God, and afflicted. But He was wounded for our transgressions, He was bruised for our iniquities;
The chastisement for our peace</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/6454955684152665695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=6454955684152665695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/6454955684152665695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/6454955684152665695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/12/despised-and-rejected-but.html' title='Despised and rejected, but…'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-6493765499890859509</id><published>2011-11-30T07:08:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-30T07:08:24.991Z</updated><title type='text'>Jesus’ feet</title><summary type='text'>





How beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of him who brings good
news, Who proclaims peace, Who brings glad tidings of good things, Who proclaims
salvation, Who says to Zion, "Your God reigns!" – Isaiah 52v7



I don’t find feet attractive. In fact, I think feet are ugly. I don’t
think I have ever noticed a pair of feet and thought, ‘My, those are nice
looking feet!’ 



I am glad we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/6493765499890859509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=6493765499890859509&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/6493765499890859509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/6493765499890859509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/11/jesus-feet.html' title='Jesus’ feet'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-8494902465427635701</id><published>2011-11-29T07:06:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-29T07:06:35.865Z</updated><title type='text'>Forever salvation</title><summary type='text'>





Lift up your eyes to the heavens, And look on the earth beneath. For the
heavens will vanish away like smoke, The earth will grow old like a garment,
And those who dwell in it will die in like manner; But My salvation will be
forever, And My righteousness will not be abolished. – Isaiah 51v6



Everything we see today will one day be gone. It will all be wiped out
in a flash. Everything </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/8494902465427635701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=8494902465427635701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/8494902465427635701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/8494902465427635701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/11/forever-salvation.html' title='Forever salvation'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-5978734633855170371</id><published>2011-11-28T08:13:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-28T08:13:30.979Z</updated><title type='text'>I will not forget</title><summary type='text'>





"Can a woman forget her nursing child, And not have compassion on
the son of her womb? Surely they may forget, Yet I will not forget you. – Isaiah 49v15



There are very few images that capture care, compassion, and love than a
mother with her nursing child. There is a deep bond. It is a unity of heart and
soul. When you see that image in a normal and healthy relationship it is hard
to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/5978734633855170371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=5978734633855170371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/5978734633855170371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/5978734633855170371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-will-not-forget.html' title='I will not forget'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-2457818483877688604</id><published>2011-11-27T07:56:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-27T07:56:41.336Z</updated><title type='text'>Nobody else knows</title><summary type='text'>





"For you have trusted in your wickedness; You have said, 'No one
sees me'; Your wisdom and your knowledge have warped you; And you have said in
your heart, 'I am, and there is no one else besides me.' Therefore evil shall
come upon you; You shall not know from where it arises. And trouble shall fall
upon you; You will not be able to put it off. And desolation shall come upon
you suddenly, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/2457818483877688604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=2457818483877688604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/2457818483877688604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/2457818483877688604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/11/nobody-else-knows.html' title='Nobody else knows'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-4545737157126555378</id><published>2011-11-26T07:52:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-26T07:52:36.067Z</updated><title type='text'>Righteousness is near</title><summary type='text'>





"Listen to Me, you stubborn-hearted, Who are far from
righteousness: I bring My righteousness near, it shall not be far off; My
salvation shall not linger. And I will place salvation in Zion, For Israel My
glory. – Isaiah 46v12-13



Today’s thought is something of a continuation of yesterdays. When I
look around at all the wickedness going on around me I can get angry,
frustrated, and even</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/4545737157126555378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=4545737157126555378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/4545737157126555378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/4545737157126555378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/11/righteousness-is-near.html' title='Righteousness is near'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-78926085079341124</id><published>2011-11-25T08:08:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-25T08:08:47.720Z</updated><title type='text'>Every knee</title><summary type='text'>





I have sworn by Myself; The word has gone out of My mouth in
righteousness, And shall not return, That to Me every knee shall bow, Every
tongue shall take an oath.- Isaiah 45v23



Humanly speaking probably the last thing we can imagine is a world where
every knee bows down in worship to out God. He is constantly mocked by the
world around us. He is blasphemed and cursed. I have seen </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/78926085079341124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=78926085079341124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/78926085079341124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/78926085079341124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/11/every-knee.html' title='Every knee'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-2290880673946093433</id><published>2011-11-24T07:56:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-24T07:57:03.688Z</updated><title type='text'>A Thanksgiving thought</title><summary type='text'>





I, even I, am the LORD,  and
besides Me there is no saviour. – Isaiah 43v11



Today is Thanksgiving in America. As expats it is the one American
holiday that we still celebrate. Today will be full of friends, family,
feasting, and fun. Of all the things to be grateful for the one that should be
the most important is that we are thankful for our Saviour, the One who gave
His life for us and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/2290880673946093433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=2290880673946093433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/2290880673946093433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/2290880673946093433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-thought.html' title='A Thanksgiving thought'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-7997997836793252951</id><published>2011-11-23T09:00:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-23T09:00:36.106Z</updated><title type='text'>I will be with you</title><summary type='text'>






But
now, thus says the LORD, who created you, O Jacob, And He who formed
you, O Israel: "Fear not, for I have redeemed you; I have called
you by your name; You are Mine. When you pass through the waters, I
will be with you; And through the rivers, they shall not overflow
you. When you walk through the fire, you shall not be burned, Nor
shall the flame scorch you.
 – Isaiah 43v1-2




There</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/7997997836793252951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=7997997836793252951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/7997997836793252951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/7997997836793252951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-will-be-with-you.html' title='I will be with you'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-6197109526782606239</id><published>2011-11-22T07:10:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-22T07:11:00.136Z</updated><title type='text'>To open blind eyes</title><summary type='text'>





"I, the LORD, have called You in righteousness, And will hold Your
hand; I will keep You and give You as a covenant to the people, As a light to
the Gentiles, To open blind eyes, To bring out prisoners from the prison, Those
who sit in darkness from the prison house. – Isaiah 42v6-7



God had a plan from the very start. There was a purpose in providing
redemption. There was something for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/6197109526782606239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=6197109526782606239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/6197109526782606239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/6197109526782606239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/11/to-open-blind-eyes.html' title='To open blind eyes'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-8637692413313214703</id><published>2011-11-21T07:46:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-21T07:46:40.992Z</updated><title type='text'>I’m gonna hold your hand</title><summary type='text'>





For I, the LORD your God, will hold your right hand, Saying to you,
'Fear not, I will help you.' – Isaiah 41v13



Sometimes God uses the most precious pictures to show us how He cares
for us. Here we have an especially tender picture. 



Being Grampy now allows me the precious opportunity to care for young
children again. We get to do things and go places with our grandkids. Sometimes
we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/8637692413313214703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=8637692413313214703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/8637692413313214703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/8637692413313214703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-gonna-hold-your-hand.html' title='I’m gonna hold your hand'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-6905783450242368592</id><published>2011-11-20T08:26:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-20T08:26:13.556Z</updated><title type='text'>In God's hand</title><summary type='text'>

The hand of God



Fear not, for I am with you; Be not dismayed, for I am your God. I will
strengthen you, Yes, I will help you, I will uphold you with My righteous right
hand.' – Isaiah 41v10





The next couple of chapters of Isaiah are packed with promises and
assurances of God’s protection for His people. They are facing scary times as
they look into the unknown and God promises them that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/6905783450242368592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=6905783450242368592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/6905783450242368592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/6905783450242368592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/11/in-gods-hand.html' title='In God&apos;s hand'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-3765467869144523180</id><published>2011-11-19T08:11:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-20T08:08:03.584Z</updated><title type='text'>Like eagles</title><summary type='text'>





Have you not known?
Have you not heard? The everlasting God, the LORD, The Creator of the ends of
the earth, Neither faints nor is weary. His understanding is unsearchable. He
gives power to the weak, And to those
who have no might He increases strength. Even the youths shall faint and
be weary, And the young men shall utterly fall, But those who wait on the LORD
Shall renew their strength;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/3765467869144523180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=3765467869144523180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/3765467869144523180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/3765467869144523180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/11/like-eagles.html' title='Like eagles'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V3qedfS7cgs/TsdlaVq00zI/AAAAAAAADyg/rQgyVZNkdqc/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-9179357372123348897</id><published>2011-11-18T08:42:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-18T08:43:25.424Z</updated><title type='text'>Have you not known?</title><summary type='text'>





Have you not known? Have you not heard? Has it not been told you from
the beginning? Have you not understood from the foundations of the earth? It is
He who sits above the circle of the earth, And its inhabitants are like
grasshoppers, Who stretches out the heavens like a curtain, And spreads them
out like a tent to dwell in. He brings the princes to nothing; He makes the
judges of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/9179357372123348897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=9179357372123348897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/9179357372123348897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/9179357372123348897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/11/have-you-not-known-have-you-not-heard.html' title='Have you not known?'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-8731317498356239283</id><published>2011-11-17T10:23:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-17T10:24:35.047Z</updated><title type='text'>But the word of our God</title><summary type='text'>





The voice said, "Cry out!" And he said, "What shall I
cry?" "All flesh is grass, And all its loveliness is like the flower
of the field. The grass withers, the flower fades, Because the breath of the
LORD blows upon it; Surely the people are grass. The grass withers, the flower
fades, But the word of our God stands forever." – Isaiah 40v6-8



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A highway shall be there, and a road, And it shall be called the Highway
of Holiness. The unclean shall not pass over it, But it shall be for others.
Whoever walks the road, although a fool, Shall not go astray.  – Isaiah 35v8



This caught my eye because I just like the sound of Highway of Holiness.
Though it speaks of a physical road that leads to the future New Jerusalem I
think there is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/5372790743364728277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=5372790743364728277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/5372790743364728277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/5372790743364728277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/11/highway-of-holiness.html' title='The Highway of Holiness'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-1664841130597372248</id><published>2011-11-15T07:00:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-15T07:00:15.191Z</updated><title type='text'>That little voice</title><summary type='text'>





Your ears shall hear a word behind you, saying, "This is the way,
walk in it," Whenever you turn to the right hand Or whenever you turn to
the left.  You will also defile the
covering of your images of silver, And the ornament of your moulded images of
gold. You will throw them away as an unclean thing; You will say to them,
"Get away!" – Isaiah 30v21,22 



This is just a neat little </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/1664841130597372248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=1664841130597372248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/1664841130597372248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/1664841130597372248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/11/that-little-voice.html' title='That little voice'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-1441999672017341204</id><published>2011-11-14T08:14:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-14T08:14:40.962Z</updated><title type='text'>Fleeting beauty</title><summary type='text'>





The
crown of pride, the drunkards of Ephraim, Will be trampled underfoot; And the
glorious beauty is a fading flower Which is at the head of the verdant valley,
Like the first fruit before the summer, Which an observer sees; He eats it up
while it is still in his hand. In that day the LORD of hosts will be for a
crown of glory and a diadem of beauty to the remnant of His people, - Isaiah </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/1441999672017341204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=1441999672017341204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/1441999672017341204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/1441999672017341204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/11/fleeting-beauty.html' title='Fleeting beauty'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-3224021094978558316</id><published>2011-11-13T08:16:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-13T08:16:55.341Z</updated><title type='text'>Perfect peace</title><summary type='text'>





You will keep him in perfect peace, Whose mind is stayed on You, Because
he trusts in You. – Isaiah 26v3



It must seem like we address the issue of peace just about every time it
comes up in scripture. There is a good chance that is true since these are my
own thoughts and it is an area that I need to be reminded of all the time. 



It is hard to find peace in this troubled world. Every </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/3224021094978558316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=3224021094978558316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/3224021094978558316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/3224021094978558316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/11/perfect-peace.html' title='Perfect peace'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-4530021269130313386</id><published>2011-11-12T09:18:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-12T09:19:04.693Z</updated><title type='text'>Your counsels of old</title><summary type='text'>






O
LORD, You are my God. I will exalt You, I will praise Your name, For
You have done wonderful things; Your counsels of old are faithfulness
and truth.  – Isaiah 25v1




What are the
marks of someone we can really depend on? 





There are a
lot of things we could list. We depend on someone who is always
there. We depend on someone who has proven themselves. We depend on
someone who </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/4530021269130313386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=4530021269130313386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/4530021269130313386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/4530021269130313386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/11/your-counsels-of-old.html' title='Your counsels of old'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12546858.post-1059840546742368658</id><published>2011-11-11T09:22:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-11T09:22:42.088Z</updated><title type='text'>Anger to comfort</title><summary type='text'>





And in that day you will say: "O LORD, I will praise You; Though
You were angry with me, Your anger is turned away, and You comfort me. Behold,
God is my salvation, I will trust and not be afraid; 'For YAH, the LORD, is my
strength and song; He also has become my salvation.' " Therefore with joy
you will draw water From the wells of salvation. – Isaiah 12v1-3



‘I will praise You. You were</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/1059840546742368658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12546858&amp;postID=1059840546742368658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/1059840546742368658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12546858/posts/default/1059840546742368658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rogersreflections.blogspot.com/2011/11/anger-to-comfort.html' title='Anger to comfort'/><author><name>Roger Parrow</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117028229122528348312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ocClXPPKjdo/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAD68/F6W6O5Ikwko/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
