“I gave you legs.  How did you use them?   Did you seek My glory as you made step after step?   Or did you use them for uses of your own?

Arms adorned your temple.  Were they tools, raised for worship of Me?  Did you force them into My service?   Or have they gathered honor to yourself? 

David, My servant, admited that he was wonderfully and fearfully made.  And he went about striving to proclaim My sovereignty over all creation.  Day after day, men and women lift what I have made so that it is plainly seen that I am their God.  What about you?”

The cost is high.  The hatred for God runs deep.  Variety attends the imagination of man as he rebells against Him.  “This body is mine!”  And glory is stolen.  How do we expect to be welcomed as His friends?   If we steal while in flesh, what will we do in spirit?  What words will convince my brothers and sisters?   What will shove the mind into understanding?

This is not a place to gather.  It is a place to honor He who made us.  But lips are sealed, lest we offend.  “God is large enough to receive offence.  He will not harm us.  But man can take away our place.”  In one word we rob God of what is rightfully His.  It is not our place that is at stake.  All things have come from Him.  And we hatefully call them “Ours”.