A meditation on this Sunday as Faith and I prepare for worship:

Wonderful merciful savior
Precious Redeemer and Friend
Who would have thought that a lamb could
Rescue the souls of man
Ohh, you rescued the souls of man

Counselor, Comforter, Keeper
Spirit we long to embrace
You offer hope when our hearts have
Hopelessly lost our way
Ohh, we've hopelessly lost our way.

You are the one that we praise
You are the one we adore
You give the healing and grace our,
Hearts always hunger for
Ohh, our hearts always hunger for.

Mighty infinite Father
Faithfully loving Your own
Here in our weakness You find us
Falling before Your throne,
Ohh, we're falling before Your throne

Each day here on the farm, I'm reminded of my own weaknesses and inabilities. Even as I learn and become well aware of farming technique, I'll still be very limited. And it's at the week's end, when I'm close to my wits' end, that I find comfort in knowing our Father sought us out in our weakness and still chooses to use us.