27 July, Color-Man, Beijing

I just finished listening to some Bach on Drew's iPOD, and I realized how little I have thought of God today. He wants me to think about him. And he wants me to not get tired of praying, as I count on the promise that he bestows "his riches on all who call on him." These are the riches of God, all the riches of Beijing and Shanghai, to us who call on him.

My last three or four days have been so rushed that I've hardly opened my Bible to read. Now that I have time, I hesitate to read it and again I want to put it off. I have become a partial stranger to it. I am even afraid that I won't understand it and that it won't do me any good.

Drew and I memorize one Proverb every day, and so tonight, I remember, "In the fear of the Lord, one has strong confidence and his children find a refuge." I am worried and tonight I need a refuge. And another Proverb says, "Every word of God proves true; he is a shield to those who take refuge in him." That's the only thing I want tonight--to side with Him and for Him to be involved with my life.

Sam