I pray to God — my life a prayer — and wait for what God will say and do.My life is on the line before God, my Lord, waiting and watching till morning, waiting and watching till morning.

How wonderful, how beautiful, when brothers and sisters get along!It’s like costly anointing oil flowing down head and beard,Flowing down Aaron’s beard, flowing down the collar of his priestly robes.It’s like the dew on Mount Hermon flowing down the slopes of Zion.Yes, that’s where God commands the blessing, ordains eternal life.

How can we picture God’s realm? What kind of story can we use? It’s like an acorn. When it lands on the ground it is quite small as seeds go, yet once it is planted it grows into a huge oak tree with thick branches. Eagles nest in it.

So we’re not giving up. How could we! Even though on the outside it often looks like things are falling apart on us, on the inside, where God is making new life, not a day goes by without God’s unfolding grace. These hard times are small potatoes compared to the coming good times, the lavish

Then Jesus said, “The Sabbath was made to serve us; we weren’t made to serve the Sabbath. The Son of Humanity is no yes-person to the Sabbath. He’s in charge!”