Oh ye of little faith
how little do we have
how great we claim to be
when we are a stumbling block
The greatest is the least
coming as a child
humble before our neighbor
humbly before God
So clearly aware
of our utter nakedness
our unworthiness to come
to come before our God
May we walk ever
with our eyes open
seeing the plank in our own
not the dust in our neighbor’s.
October 21, 2010
Matthew 18:1-9
Matthew 17:14-20:34
http://www.heartlight.org/cgi-shl/reading.cgi?plan=straight&ver=NAS
Heartlight’s Straight Through Bible Study
for October 14, 2010,
read partially October 21, 2010
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