Being Religious

Many, because of their faithful attendance to a building or a creed, consider themselves religious. They imagine themselves close to God.

The term is so often related spiritually that the basic meaning is seldom thought of.

Being religious is having a very devoted interest in something. An athlete is religious to training, a mother is religious to her children, a business man is religious to making a profit, an alcoholic is religious to drinking and so on.

Satan considers himself religious for he has a cause. He is religiously devoted to keeping as many as possible from taking Jesus seriously. He is religiously devoted to rendering ineffective as many believers as possible. He, too, is religious.

Be careful! Watch out for attacks from the Devil, your great enemy. He prowls around like a roaring lion, looking for some victim to devour. (1 Peter 5:8 NLT)

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In the Shadow of Thy Wings


Be merciful unto me, O God, be merciful unto me: for my soul trusts in thee: yes, in the shadow of thy wings will I make my refuge, until these calamities be over. (Psalm 57:1)

I was afraid of storms when I was young. The sharp lightning and the loud clasps of thunder sent me heading for cover. I found comfort on the closest lap to me.

I would be assured that everything was all right and not to worry. At that age, I was not too sure what worry was. I only knew if that was the way worry felt, I did not ever want to worry about anything. The comfort I received did help, but was shattered by the very next clasp of thunder.

My dad would tell me that the thunder was the angels bowling or that another potato truck had dumped its potatoes. I probably believed my dad when he told me these things. I would have believed anything if it kept me alive.

Looking back, I can remember my petrifying fear of storms. I imagine I used the “angel stories” with my kids, when they showed fear during a storm.

Often, in the storms of this life, there are moments when fear rises up within. As a small child, we need someone to comfort us and help us through it. We need someone to tell us everything will be all right.

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