A bargain….the first day put

 

A bargain…the first day out…

I love bargains, but they have to be something I really need…not a purchase just because it is a bargain…and I don’t haggle over a price or try to talk the seller down on price…

But this verse always comes to mind after a great find or purchase….

 “It is [almost] worthless, it is [almost] worthless,” says the buyer [as he negotiates the price];But when he goes his way, then he boasts [about his bargain].

Prov.20.14 AMP

A friend and I started on our fourth try ( the last three being cancelled the last three years) on a trip yesterday with tickets purchased with points in April…they have changed at least twice getting better each time since then…and late yesterday afternoon, they changed again, halfway to our destination…we were bumped off the flight…but….they gave us food vouchers, more snacks and water, a free night in a hotel with a wonderful pool, revised our  schedule for a nice morning flight, plus $800 each for another  trip…I’d say that  was  a worthwhile, not worthless, bargain.

And we didn’t have to do any negotiating!

But, this also brings to mind King Hezekiah and his illness…

chapter 38 of Isaiah ends with these verses…(not that I can compare myself with this great king)…he didn’t negotiate, but asked for more years and praised God for what he received…

Thank YOU …

 A writing of Hezekiah king of Judah after his illness and recovery: I said, “In the prime of my life must I go through the gates of death and be robbed of the rest of my years?” 

I said, “I will not again see the Lord himself in the land of the living;no longer will I look on my fellow man,or be with those who now dwell in this world. 

Like a shepherd’s tent my house has  been pulled down and taken from me.

Like a weaver I have rolled up my life,and he has cut me off from the loom;day and night you made an end of me. 

I waited patiently till dawn,but like a lion he broke all my bones;day and night you made an end of me. 

I cried like a swift or thrush,I moaned like a mourning dove.

My eyes grew weak as I looked to the heavens.

I am being threatened; Lord, come to my aid!” 

But what can I say?

He has spoken to me, and he himself has done this.I will walk humbly all my years because of this anguish of my soul. 

Lord, by such things people live;and my spirit finds life in them too.

You restored me to health and let me live. 

Surely it was for my benefit that I suffered such anguish.

In your love you kept me from the pit of destruction;you have put all my sins behind your back. 

For the grave cannot praise you,death cannot sing your praise;those who go down to the pit cannot hope for your faithfulness. 

The living, the living—they praise you,as I am doing today;parents tell their children about your faithfulness. 

The Lord will save me,and we will sing with stringed instruments all the days of our lives in the temple of the Lord.

Isa.38.9-20

Freely, freely…

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