O LORD, you are my God;
I will exalt you, I will praise your name;
for you have done wonderful things,
plans formed of old, faithful and sure.
For you have been a refuge to the poor,
a refuge to the needy in their distress,
a shelter from the rainstorm and a shade from the heat.
Isaiah 25:1, 4a
Skipper butterfly sheltering under Jasmine leaf, Parsonage Butterfly Garden, April 2014
Did people encounter the hospitality of such refuge this week among your gathered congregation? How is the praise and exaltation of our worship related to our embodying Christ for the lost, the weary and the broken?
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