“Thus saith the Lord my God; Feed the flock of the slaughter; Whose possessors slay them, and hold themselves not guilty: and they that sell them say, Blessed be the Lord; for I am rich: and their own sheperds pity them not. For I will no more pity the inhabitants of the land, saith the Lord: but, lo, I will deliver the men every one into his neighbor’s hand, and into the hand of his king: and they shall smite the land, and out of their hand I will not deliver them.” Zechariah 11 v4-6 AKJV
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How trying a we as a people, O Lord. I thank you for your mercy, your long-suffering, your grace as it is not earned-yet a gift which no man can measure to-I thank you. Lord, as this day ends, your word is our foundation. Your love is beyond measure-the joy that yours know as you, I thank you. Amen
October 3
Threecrosses 