Blessed Resurrection Day to all
We have had Spring Break this week, which has been great! Went to the Georgia Aquarium in Atlanta on Tuesday - the biggest aquarium in the world. Saw things we would never normally get to see - it was neat. And saw a beluga whale, Robbie! My favorite part was sitting in a room where the entire window was like a huge IMAX screen and you could just watch all the different kinds of fish swim around and interact. Sharks, small fish, big fish, exotic fish, etc. It was fascinating. Our God is so incredible - the intricacy of the species He has made.
That leads me to post an old hymn, both word and music by Martin Luther. May those of us who know Him truly count it a privilege.
A Mighty Fortress Is Our God
A mighty fortress is our God,
A bulwark never failing;
Our helper He amid the flood of mortal ills prevailing.
For still our ancient foe doth seek to work us woe-
His craft and and power are great, and armed with cruel hate,
On earth is not his equal.
(Can't underestimate the enemy)
Did we in our own strength confide,
our striving would be losing.
Were not the right man on our side,
The man of God's own choosing.
Dost ask who that may be?
CHRIST JESUS, it is He -
LORD SABAOTH His name
from age to age the same,
And He must win the battle.
(Amen!)
And tho this world, with devils filled, should threaten to undo us,
We will not fear, for God hath willed His truth to triumph thru us.
The prince of darkness grim, We tremble not for him -
His rage we can endure, For lo, his doom is sure:
One little word shall fell him.
(Yes, one day, we won't have to deal with him anymore.)
That word above all earthly pow'rs, no thanks to them, abideth;
The Spirit and the gifts are ours
Thru Him who with us sideth.
Let goods and kindred go - this mortal life also -
The body they may kill
God's truth abideth still:
His kingdom is forever.
That leads me to post an old hymn, both word and music by Martin Luther. May those of us who know Him truly count it a privilege.
A Mighty Fortress Is Our God
A mighty fortress is our God,
A bulwark never failing;
Our helper He amid the flood of mortal ills prevailing.
For still our ancient foe doth seek to work us woe-
His craft and and power are great, and armed with cruel hate,
On earth is not his equal.
(Can't underestimate the enemy)
Did we in our own strength confide,
our striving would be losing.
Were not the right man on our side,
The man of God's own choosing.
Dost ask who that may be?
CHRIST JESUS, it is He -
LORD SABAOTH His name
from age to age the same,
And He must win the battle.
(Amen!)
And tho this world, with devils filled, should threaten to undo us,
We will not fear, for God hath willed His truth to triumph thru us.
The prince of darkness grim, We tremble not for him -
His rage we can endure, For lo, his doom is sure:
One little word shall fell him.
(Yes, one day, we won't have to deal with him anymore.)
That word above all earthly pow'rs, no thanks to them, abideth;
The Spirit and the gifts are ours
Thru Him who with us sideth.
Let goods and kindred go - this mortal life also -
The body they may kill
God's truth abideth still:
His kingdom is forever.