Ephesians 3:20-21 In Christ nothing is impossible!

 This is a day that the Lord has made I will rejoice and be glad in it!

God cares for us. Who in this world would offer up His life to save not only yours but to save the world. His love for the world that He created covered us and when accepted leaves us white as snow. Carla

Ephesians 3:20-21

20 Now to Him who is able to do exceedingly abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that works in us, 21 to Him be glory in the church by Christ Jesus to all generations, forever and ever. Amen. (NKJV)

Ephesians 3:20–21 is a joyful song of praise—called a doxology [5.6]—that highlights God's limitless power, His active work inside believers, and His eternal glory through the church. It assures Christians that God can do far more than they can ever ask, pray for, or imagine. 

God’s Unimaginable Power (Verse 20)

• Beyond limits: God is able to do "exceedingly abundantly" or "immeasurably more" than anything a person can ask or dream up in their mind
• At work in us: This great power is not far away; it is the Holy Spirit actively working inside believers right now. 

Glory to God Forever (Verse 21)

• Honor and praise belong to God within the community of believers (the church) and through Jesus Christ
• Forever and ever: This praise does not stop; it continues through every generation and lasts for all time. 

Yesterday our bird-feeders were visited by three Cedar Waxwings. I sat watching through my study window. Waxwings are not uncommon, but this is a little late in the season for them. They are surreal in their elegance. They are a crested bird, greyish brown with a canary yellow belly. Zorro-like, they wear a black mask and chin. Each looks like a fine porcelain figurine, delicate and without blemish. While I watch, a nuthatch shuttles from feeder to tree trunk, one sunflower seed per trip, each time wedging the seed into a crevice of the bark where he would, from my way of seeing, stand upside down while pecking away at the shell.

Sometime during this pageant, it occurred to me that this is it. This, as in this elusive essence we call life. I tried to remember the Thoreau quote about going in the woods to drink from the very marrow of life, but I couldn't quite come up with it and realized that it didn't really matter anyway. I doubt that the cedar Waxwings would have been impressed.

If you are lucky, you grab hold of these moments when they come, for they are parcels of life undistilled. And you save the analysis for later on, down the road.

You could, I suppose, stop, and take a picture, maybe post it to social media, if you wanted to take the time to find your phone. Or chuckle at the need to confine the moment, push it aside, and curl up on the couch to watch the birds, listen to their song, and feel the gooseflesh reminding you that your heart is still intact. Sabbath Moments