thanks

Wednesday August 5^th, Exodus 16:  4 Then the LORD said to Moses, "I will rain down bread from heaven for you. The people are to go out each day and gather enough for that day. In this way I will test them and see whether they will follow my instructions. 5 On the sixth day they are to prepare what they bring in, and that is to be twice as much as they gather on the other days."  God provides for everyone’s need, not everyone’s greed.  What the people found out was that if they gathered more than a day’s worth, it rotted, it stank.  On the sixth day they could get enough for two days so they could rest on the Sabbath.  When we horde, it also rots, and rotting still stinks.  It rots away in our garages and houses, true, but mostly it rots away in our hearts and souls, and that is where the stink comes from.  Can’t come to church, I have a boat; I have to go fishing again.  And just who do you think gave you the ability to get the boat in the first place?  A little thank you would be nice.  Do we live in a world of “Mine” or a world of “thanks?”  Mine leaves an empty feeling in your gut, thanks leaves singing in your soul.