Among other things (serious masters reading), when enjoying a break from ministry here in Rwanda, I’m reading Kenneth Graham’s, ‘The Wind in the Willows.’ I love the colourful descriptions of the country-side and close friendships.
One line caught my attention near the beginning of the book, and literally took my breath away. Mole is unpacking a picnic basket, filled with all kinds of, previously un-experienced, morsels and delicacies. In shear delight he exclaims, “‘O my! O my!’ at each fresh revelation.”
It struck me that this is exactly the kind of fitting response of the believer, who, upon opening the word of God is impacted, over and over again, with fresh revelations of the Saviour. I don’t think we begin to worship worthily until revelation of God and the gospel of Christ causes us to gasp a fresh, ‘O my! O my!’ or some such spontaneous ejaculation of praise.
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I love your post! You experienced exactly what I do when I read God’s Word. Sometimes certain phrases pop in my face. It’s remarkable.
I wish you well in Rwanda.