Friday, January 22, 2010

Hot Potato

Lord, let me ascribe to You the glory due Your name. You have so clearly shown me that Your glory in my hands is as a hot potato; If I quickly pass along all praise to You, I will be kept safe. But should I hold it too long... will burn me.

You are awesome, God, and You are too vast, too immeasurable, too majestic to share Your glory with another. Keep my hands from grabbing at Your glory.

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