I love to read. I remember as a child I would be so caught up in my books, that I would not hear when I was called.  Needless to say, you know I got into trouble every time that happened.  My favorites at the time were mystery books, especially Nancy Drew and Hardy Boys. I loved Nancy Drew books!  I tried to get my girls into the series, but they were not having it.  (What do kids know anyway?) Praise the Lord for parents because we do know better, right? Right? Ohh come on… say ‘right!’ IMG_3229  For the past month, I have ‘studying’ the book of Daniel. This is a book filled with God’s grace and mercy. It is a beautiful story of God’s responses to man’s decisions.  I love the format used to write Daniel.  It is so picturesque; I can actually visualize the various scenes taking place.  Because I may be slightly cynical by nature, (just slightly, mind you) I love the scene taking place in chapter 5. As a child the story of Daniel and the Lions’ Den was told so many times, I thought it was the beginning and end of the book. But after reading it for myself, I realize the absolute beauty of this book.  Therefore I chose chapter 5 as my favorite.  Oh! Do you want to know what chapter 5 is about? Well, I can’t say because I would ruin the surprise.  I hate spoilers and I know you do too; I’ll let you read it for yourself.  Let’s talk about it in the comment section.Dan 9 19This verse called to me yesterday, although it is not in chapter 5.  Daniel was praying in this part of the book.  Actually he was pleading with the Lord on behalf of his people and Jerusalem. Something terrible was going to befall them and he wanted the Lord to stand in the gap for them.  Of course the Lord was already doing just that, but because this tragedy was going to be so catastrophic, he could not see that.  You see I know the end of the story, but Daniel didn’t. But here is Daniel in sackcloth and ashes begging the Lord to intervene. This started me thinking.  I don’t know the end of my story; do you know the end of yours? Why am I then not in sackcloth and ashes (figuratively) pleading with the Lord for help? Why do I not beg for His intervention? Do I think I am entitled to receive His help?

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Have a blessed day and remember: God’s love is unfailing, unwavering and unconditional.

What do you think? As Christians, do we have that passion that Daniel displayed for God’s help? Are we desperate enough?