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Listen to a Sermon

   I was tired and hungry and headed for home after working, when I heard part of a sermon by David Jeremiah on the book of Revelation.  I don't remember a whole awful lot other than the fact that Jews will definitely be persecuted and "Christians are always trying to play pin the tale on the Antichrist"(in other words, name him) and that nobody knows who he is. Hardly seems worthwhile, right?  Wrong.
    Let's be honest, how much do we actually recall from a specific Sunday morning sermon (sorry Pastor Doug)? Sometimes, not a whole awful lot.  I do try to remedy that by taking notes.  But, combine that with what you may learn in Sunday School, provided you go, plus, perhaps a Bible study midweek or Sunday evening, the individual daily reading of the Bible, devotionals, and blog posts, and it adds up to quite a bit. So, while I may not have learned a whole lot this evening, if we keep plugging away, it becomes quite a lot.
   Herein lies the key.  How many of us may/may not hear a weekly sermon?  How about a Sunday School lesson?  How about a Friday night sermon?  What you put in is what you'll get out.  Don't expect to think biblically because you occasionally go to church, occasionally read a devotional, or occasionally attend a Bible study. It just doesn't work that way. 
   Would we think we could earn enough money to see us through the week by working a few hours a week? How about every other?  I work four hours every other week.  Trust me, that's not going very far.  So, how do we think we can invest so little and reap very much?
    Make every day a day when you are exposed in one way or another to scripture.  Soon you'll think Biblically, pray Biblically, and act Biblically. What does your effort to hear the Bible, read the Bible, write the Bible, and/or memorize the Bible say about you?

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