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by
Max Lucado
Our friends lost their house
The co-worker lost her job
The couple next door lost
their retirement
It seems that everyone is
losing their footing
This scares us. This bailout
with billions.
These rumblings of
depression.
These headlines: ominous,
thunderous -
“Going Broke!” “Going Down!”
“Going Under!” “What's
Next?”
What is next?
We’re
listening. And we’re
admitting: You were right.
You
told us this would happen.
You shot straight about
loving stuff and worshipping
money.
Greed will break your heart,
You warned.
Money will love you and
leave you.
Don’t put your hope in
riches that are so
uncertain.
Don’t put your hope in riches
that are so uncertain.
You were right. Money is a
fickle lover and we just got
dumped.
We were wrong to
spend what we didn’t have.
Wrong to neglect prayer and ignore the poor.
Wrong to think we ever earned a dime.
We didn’t. You
gave it. And now, tell us Father, are You taking it?
We’re
listening. And we’re
praying.
Could you make something
good out of this mess?
Of course You can. You
always have.
You led slaves out of
slavery,
Built temples out of ruins,
Turned stormy waves into a
glassy pond and water into
sweet wine.
This disorder awaits your
order. So do we.
.
Through Christ,
Amen
God will always give what
is right to His people who
cry to Him night and day,
and He will not be slow to
answer them.
(Luke 18:
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