I've had a self-imposed rest day. I got up this morning, anxious to get out of the house - but really no where to go - so I didn't go anywhere. I crafted, made pizza for lunch and even took an afternoon nap.
I really wanted to get out of the house, but, in spite of everything - I had a great day. Tomorrow is Palm Sunday, we are almost to Easter, examine the scripture that speaks of Holy Week - go to your "empty" church and think about Jesus...
Psalm 147
Praise the Lord.
How good it is to sing praises to our God,
how pleasant and
fitting to praise him!
The Lord builds up Jerusalem ;
he gathers the
exiles of Israel .
He heals the brokenhearted
and binds up their
wounds.
He determines the number of the stars
and calls them
each by name.
Great is our Lord and mighty in power;
his understanding
has no limit.
The Lord sustains the humble
but casts the
wicked to the ground.
Sing to the Lord with grateful praise;
make music to our
God on the harp.
He covers the sky with clouds;
he supplies the
earth with rain
and makes grass
grow on the hills.
He provides food for the cattle
and for the young
ravens when they call.
His pleasure is not in the strength of the horse,
nor his delight in
the legs of the warrior;
the Lord delights in
those who fear him,
who put their hope
in his unfailing love.
Extol the Lord, Jerusalem ;
praise your God, Zion .
He strengthens the bars of your gates
and blesses your
people within you.
He grants peace to your borders
and satisfies you
with the finest of wheat.
He sends his command to the earth;
his word runs
swiftly.
He spreads the snow like wool
and scatters the
frost like ashes.
He hurls down his hail like pebbles.
Who can withstand
his icy blast?
He sends his word and melts them;
he stirs up his
breezes, and the waters flow.
He has revealed his
word to Jacob,
his laws and
decrees to Israel .
He has done this for no other nation;
they do not know his laws.
Praise the Lord.
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