But our citizenship is in heaven, and from it we await a Savior, the Lord Jesus Christ, who will transform our lowly body to be like his glorious body, by the power that enables him even to subject all things to himself.
Battles and Babies
In 1809, Napoleon was riding his war-horse up and down Europe. That same year records the following births: president Abraham Lincoln; poet Alfred Lord Tennyson; British reformer William E. Gladstone; writer Oliver Wendell Holmes; composer Felix Mendelssohn. Minds were on the battles, not the babies. Yet today we might be justified in asking, “Which were more important?”
The day Abraham Lincoln was born in Kentucky, one of the villagers asked what was happening in the village, receiving the reply, “Nothing at all, nothing at all—except a new baby born at Tom Lincoln’s house. Nothing ever happens out here.”
Last weekend saw seven roses on the piano at Bethlehem representing seven new babies God gave to us that week.
Lord, use them as instruments in your hand.