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398th -- The Choice


The Love that God has for humanity cannot be understood by our finite 
minds. His love for mankind was seen on the Cross of Calvary when God's
only begotten Son took upon Himself the sins of His creation and died in
their stead. Now all who believe on and trust the Lord Jesus Christ to 
save and redeem them from their sins pass from darkness into His marvellous
light. Remember to be thankful to the Lord for saving you and if you have
never made the decision to open your heart to Jesus Christ, I encourage you
to make that choice today to receive Him as Savior and Lord because 
tomorrow is promised to no man. (1 Peter 2:9) (2 Peter 3:9-14) (James 4:13-15)

I hope you are inspired by today's message to be thankful always to the 
Lord for both creating you in His image and calling you to be His child.


He placed one scoop of clay upon another until a form lay lifeless on the
ground. All of the Garden's inhabitants paused to witness the event. Hawks
hovered. Giraffes stretched. Trees bowed. Butterflies paused on petals and

"You will love me, nature," God said. "I made you that way. You will obey
me, universe. For you are destined to do so. You will reflect my glory, 
skies, for that is how you were created. But this one will be like me. This
one will be able to choose."

All was silent as the Creator reached into Himself and removed something 
yet unseen. A seed. "It's called 'choice'. The seed of choice."

Creation stood in silence and gazed upon the lifeless form. An angel spoke,
"But what if he..."

"What if he chooses not to love?" the Creator finished. "Come, I will show you."

Unbound by today, God and the angel walked into the realm of tomorrow.

"There, see the fruit of the seed of choice, both the sweet and bitter."

The angel gasped at what he saw. Spontaneous love. Voluntary devotion. 
Chosen tenderness. Never had he seen anything like these. He felt the love
of the Adams. He heard the joy of Eve and her daughters. He saw the food 
and marveled at the warmth.

"Heaven has never seen such beauty, my Lord. Truly, this is your greatest

"Ah, but you've only seen the sweet. Now witness the bitter."

A stench enveloped the pair. The angel turned in horror and exclaimed,
"What is it?" The Creator spoke only one word: "Selfishness." The angel 
stood speechless as they passed through centuries of repugnance. Never had
he seen such filth. Rotten hearts. Ruptured promises. Forgotten loyalties.
Children of the creation wandering blindly in lonely labyrinths.

"This is the result of the choice?" the angel asked.


"They will forget you? They will reject you?"


"They will never come back?"

"Some will. Most won't."

"What will make them listen?"

The Creator walked on in time, further and further into the future, until
He stood by a tree. A tree that would be fashioned into a cradle. Even 
then, He could smell the hay that would surround Him.

With another step into the future, He paused before another tree. It stood
alone, a stubborn ruler of a bald hill. The trunk was thick, the wood was
strong. Stony brow of another hill. And soon He would be mounted on it. He
felt the wood rub against a back he did not yet wear.

"Would you go down there?" the angel asked.

"I will."

"Is there no other way?"

"There isn't."

"Wouldn't it be easier to not plant the seed? Wouldn't it be easier to not
give the choice?"

"It would," the Creator spoke slowly. "But to remove the choice is to 
remove the love."

He looked around the hill and foresaw a scene. Three figures hung on three
crosses. Arms spread. Heads fallen forward. They moaned with the wind. Men
clad in soldiers' garb sat on the ground near the trio. They played games
in the dirt and laughed. Men clad in religion stood off to one side. They
smiled. Arrogant, cocky. They had protected God, they thought, by killing
this false one. Women clad in sorrow huddled at the foot of the hill...
Speechless. Faces tear-streaked. Eyes downward. One put her arm around 
another and tried to lead her away. She wouldn't leave.

"I will stay," she said softly. "I will stay."

All heaven stood to fight. All nature rose to rescue. All eternity poised
to protect. But the Creator gave no command. "It must be done..." He said,
and withdrew. But as he stepped back in time, He heard the cry that He 
would someday scream: "My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?" He 
wrenched at tomorrow's agony.

The angel spoke again. "It would be less painful..."

The Creator interrupted softly. "But it wouldn't be love."

They stepped into the Garden again. The Maker looked earnestly at the clay
creation. A monsoon of love swelled up within Him. God's form bent over the
sculptured face and breathed. Dust stirred on the lips of the new one. The
chest rose, cracking the red mud. The cheeks freshened. A finger moved and
an eye opened.

But more incredible than the moving of flesh was the stirring of the 
spirit. Those who could see the unseen gasped. Perhaps it was the wind who
said it first. Perhaps what the stars saw that moment is what has made them
blink ever since. Maybe it was left to an angel to whisper it: "It looks 
like...it appears so much like...it is Him!"

The angel wasn't speaking of the face, the features, or the body. He was 
looking inside--at the soul. "It's eternal!" gasped another.

Within the man, God had placed a divine seed. A seed of His self. The God
of might had created, not a creature, but another creator. And the One who
had chosen to love had created one who could love in return.

Have there ever been times in your life when you doubted God's power?

Surely if He was the God who made the heavens and the earth, how could He
allow my friend to die? How could He allow millions to starve every night?
Isn't God supposed to be almighty?

Let's stop blaming God and blame ourselves. He spared not even Himself to
bring about the salvation of man. He knew that He could lose us and yet 
created us. The most beautiful of all is that He gave us a choice to love
Him because He first Loved us.

By Max Lucado

Read and meditate on these scriptures:

Psalm 34:1-4 "I will bless the LORD at all times: His praise shall 
continually be in my mouth. My soul shall make her boast in the LORD: the
humble shall hear thereof, and be glad. O magnify the LORD with me, and 
let us exalt His name together. I sought the LORD, and He heard me, and 
delivered me from all my fears."

Philippians 4:4-7 "Rejoice in the Lord alway: and again I say, Rejoice. Let
your moderation be known unto all men. The Lord is at hand. Be careful for
nothing; but in every thing by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving
let your requests be made known unto God. And the peace of God, which
passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ

Psalm 103:1-5 "Bless the LORD, O my soul: and all that is within me, bless
His holy name. Bless the LORD, O my soul, and forget not all His benefits:
Who forgiveth all thine iniquities; who healeth all thy diseases; Who 
redeemeth thy life from destruction; who crowneth thee with lovingkindness
and tender mercies; Who satisfieth thy mouth with good things; so that thy
youth is renewed like the eagle's."

All of these scriptures can be found in the King James Version Bible.

Today's Selected Poem: GOOD THINGS TO REMEMBER
Click here to read --- http://www.Godswork.org/enpoem129.htm

Today's Selected Testimony: GOD HAS A PLAN
Click here to read --- http://www.Godswork.org/testimony169.htm

In Christ's Service, 

Dwayne Savaya 
Gods Work Ministry 


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