August 1

We are sobered to realize this morning Father that all flesh is like the grass, the grass withers and fades away. And the glory of man is like a flower that shrivels in the sun and falls. But the Word of the Lord endures forever. And we are grateful this morning to have been born again not of perishable seed but of imperishable, through the living and abiding Word of God. May our lives bear witness to the testimony of such birth is our prayer, in the Mighty name of the Chosen One, Amen.