Picture your home with thin wooden panels as walls. If you are lucky, tin panels are tied on the outside. A tarp is tied on the top, with a piece of tin lying across – large rocks or branches are placed on top to hold it down in case it becomes windy. Your floor is the dirt your home is sitting over. Light, and many times rain, comes through between the roof and the sides and the many other openings around your home. If your home is large enough, you may be able to separate “rooms” by hanging cloth.
And when you hear there are people coming to visit your family, you run on the narrow path up the mountainside to greet your visitors – smiling – embracing each and every person in the group – thanking them.
You proudly ask everyone to enter your home – introducing your family – and ask that they pray with you and your family.
Immediately – your entire family – down to the smallest toddler – falls to their knees on the dirt floor, bows their heads, and praises their Lord – thanking Him for the abundance he has blessed you with – thanking Him for the honor of having these visitors join them in your home to pray with your family.
True gratitude.
True gratitude.
He who sacrifices thank offerings honors me, and he prepares the way so that I may show him the salvation of God. – Psalms 50:23
Beautifully written. I felt like I was right there. It sure gives me perspective.
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