The Persian queen risked all to save
The people of God, for such a time,
Sought not to keep her person safe,
But prayed against the pagan tide.

“If I perish, I perish,” she cried,
Against the law, to plead with the king;
Would she die for so small a crime,
When all the Jews Haman sought to kill?

Not once in the book does God appear,
The author does not write his name,
But in the events, behind the appeal,
God’s everywhere, to save his nation.

by J. Randal Matheny © 2014

A burst of twittering out my window
Pulls my eyes away from my task,
Transports my ears to skies and branches,
To flit and sit for avian talk
Of winds and worms and sunning wings,
Of baby beaks and sprouting seeds,
Of human rush and heavenly care,
Of simple life in grateful tunes
And daily search for water and bread.
Returning to my task before me,
I breathe deeply and smile at God,
The furrows in my brow now lighter.

When one door closes, God very well may open a larger one. Opportunities are not constant, but change constantly. It’s important not to cry over the closing door, but necessary to see the door that is opening.

So Paul entered the synagogue and spoke out fearlessly for three months, addressing and convincing them about the kingdom of God. But when some were stubborn and refused to believe, reviling the Way before the congregation, he left them and took the disciples with him, addressing them every day in the lecture hall of Tyrannus. This went on for two years, so that all who lived in the province of Asia, both Jews and Greeks, heard the word of the Lord.
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