Jonathan Moore
Psalms 143:8-12
Let me hear of your unfailing love each morning, for I am trusting you. Show me where to walk, for I give myself to you. Rescue me from my enemies, Lord; I run to you to hide me. Teach me to do your will, for you are my God. May your gracious Spirit lead me forward on a firm footing. For the glory of your name, O Lord, preserve my life. Because of your faithfulness, bring me out of this distress. In your unfailing love, silence all my enemies and destroy all my foes, for I am your servant.
Positioning yourself at the start of each new day is not only wise, it is essential. For many years my haphazard devotional time and lack of accountability and discipline meant each day was a mix of unfocused action, frustration, and stress, with an occasional burst of purposeful activity. I often felt guilty about it but did little to amend my ways. Writing and sending out this devotional has brought a long-needed discipline and focus to my life. Thanks for allowing me to do this!
BEGINNING AND ENDING
Genesis 43:11
“And their father Israel said unto them, If it must be so now, do this; take of the best fruits in the land in your vessels, and carry down the man a present, a little balm, and a little honey, spices, and myrrh, nuts, and almonds:”
King James Version
🌾 Short Story: The Bridge in the Valley
In a small valley town, two groups of people lived on opposite sides of a river. For years, they argued over who had the better land, the stronger traditions, and the truer way of life. The river became more than water — it was a line of division.
One day, a carpenter arrived, carrying only his tools. He listened quietly to the quarrels, then began building a bridge across the river. The townsfolk scoffed: “Why waste your time? They’ll never cross.” But the carpenter kept working, plank by plank.
When the bridge was finished, a child from one side wandered across, curious. Another child followed. Soon, families began to meet in the middle, sharing food, stories, and laughter. The bridge didn’t erase their differences, but it gave them a place to stand together.
Years later, the valley was known not for its quarrels, but for its bridge — a symbol of patience, humility, and love. The carpenter had long gone, but his work remained, reminding them of the Spirit’s bond of peace.