(of a person, words, or a mood) sharply critical; cutting; snide.“the kid who makes snarky remarks in class”
Since then, it is close to replacing “sarcasm” as a way of life, at least where I live. It is so easy to grab a gavel and judge, point that finger and pontificate, shake one’s head in disgust and forget to pray.
cranky; irritable.“Bobby’s always a bit snarky before his nap”
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Oh, my friend, it’s not what they take away from you that counts. It’s what you do with what you have left.
as I learn your righteous laws.
It could not have been many seconds that he stood there, hand held out, but to me it seemed hours as I wrestled with the most difficult thing I had ever had to do.
For I had to do it — I knew that. The message that God forgives has a prior condition: that we forgive those who have injured us. “If you do not forgive men their trespasses,” Jesus says, “neither will your Father in heaven forgive your trespasses.” …
And still I stood there with the coldness clutching my heart. But forgiveness is not an emotion — I knew that too. Forgiveness is an act of the will, and the will can function regardless of the temperature of the heart. “Jesus, help me!” I prayed silently. “I can lift my hand, I can do that much. You supply the feeling.”
And so woodenly, mechanically, I thrust my hand into the one stretched out to me. And as I did, an incredible thing took place. The current started in my shoulder, raced down my arm, sprang into our joined hands. And then this healing warmth seemed to flood my whole being, bringing tears to my eyes.
“I forgive you, brother!” I cried. “With all my heart!”
For a long moment we grasped each other’s hands, the former guard and the former prisoner. I had never known God’s love so intensely as I did then.”
What have you lost? What do you have left? If you cannot forgive, ask God to do it for you, through you. If you cannot see the uses of what you have left, ask God to reveal it to you. And then, follow Him.
I Will Follow Him – Sister Act!
Because of Him,
The measure of a life, after all is not its duration, but its donation.
If God sends us on stony paths, He provides strong shoes.
Corrie Ten Book, 1892-1983
“But when the fullness of time had come, God sent forth his Son, born of woman, born under the law, to redeem those who were under the law, so that we might receive adoption as sons.”
We have a picture that came from Italy. Someone in my mother’s family acquired or painted it. It features a beautifully painted dog. It must be a relative or a friend of the family. The painting is set in a beautiful gold frame, very ornate. On the back is a photo of the dog and a person…the subjects of the boat. I wondered about it but my mom passed away before I could get the details. Recently, I went to Arizona to visit my aunt and saw a large porcelain pot…same dog! These pieces obviously belong together. They are separated by some distance and for them to be together will require a death.
Just like my will and my tongue.
Today, keep watch on this faithless member so easily beset (James 3:8), face the words you have let fly that don’t match what you had hoped for. We are redeemed.
Because of Him,
Because of Him