Strength for the Strain

I greet you in Jesus' precious name! It is Thursday morning, the 17th of August, 2023, and this is your friend, Angus Buchan, with a thought for today.

We start off in the Psalms, Psalm 37:5, the Lord says:

"Commit your way to the Lord,
Trust also in Him,
And He shall bring it to pass."

The Lord gives us enough strength for the day, strength for the strain. You have heard me say that before. I was looking through an old diary and came up with an entry I made in August, 2001 - 22 Years ago! My, where has the time gone? I really want to read this to you but before I do, I want to say that we need to sit down and count the cost. We need to stop rushing around. When we do that, we will accomplish what the Lord has done for us. Remember, He only gives us enough strength for each day, no more and no less, just like He did with the Israelites in the wilderness. He gave them fresh manna every single morning but that manna would not last for two days. They had to collect it every morning. You and I need to sit down and count the cost and realise God has given us enough strength for one purpose, for one day.  

This is how my entry goes. I am just going to read it straight off and you can work it out for yourself:

"The second expedition of the seed-sower, and I am sitting at a familiar place now on the banks of the mighty Zambezi River, looking over into Zambia. Contemplating last year's campaign, I realise just how fast time is moving on. It seems like just a couple of months ago that we were last here. Thinking about the hardships, the home-sickness, the fatigue that we went through preaching in 11 campaigns, and setting up the stage, the sound, the lights, etc. every time, and then the follow-up material, then praying for the sick, then having to pack up and move on to the next one. The continual unending streams of people with you all the time, almost day and night, eventually it can become quite overpowering. Then Jesus clearly reminded me in my quiet time that He would give me enough strength for the strain, and that only as I need it, but also that through the strain, I would learn many new things, mainly about myself. Father has promised me that He will not allow me to be tempted above that which I am able to handle. My prayer at the Zambezi River is: Lord Jesus, please help me to keep the vision, to see the lost, the blind and the confused folk and help them. Yes, to bring in the great and mighty harvest. Amen.”

Jesus bless you and have a lovely day,
Goodbye.