Take a few minutes to allow your mind and heart to be still before God.
Opening Prayer:
Teach me, God to make room for you in all the events and affairs of my days. Then I shall find rest. Then I will be at peace with myself and with you. (Norman Shawchuck in A Guide To Prayer for All Who Seek God)
Psalm for the Week: Psalm 18:30-50
Scripture for the Day: Deuteronomy 11:8-32
Reading for Reflection:
In
biblical Hebrew, the letters yodh and shin combine to form a root
that connotes “space and the freedom and security which is gained by the
removal of constriction.” From this YS
root come words like yesha and yeshuah, referring to
salvation. When you think about it, it
makes sense that space would be intimately associated with salvation. Space is freedom: freedom from confinement,
from preoccupation, from oppression, from drivenness, and from all the other
interior and exterior forces that bind and restrict our spirits. We need space in the first place simply to
recognize how compelled and bound we are.
Then we need space to allow the compulsions to ease and the bonds to
loosen. In the Hebrew sense, our passion
needs elbowroom. To the extent that
space is permitted by grace and our own willingness, we discover expanding
emptiness in which consecration can happen, room for love to make its home in
us. (The Awakened Heart by Gerald G. May)
Reflection and
Listening: silent and written
Prayer: for the church, for others, for myself
Song for the Week: How Deep the Father’s Love for Us
Prayer: for the church, for others, for myself
Song for the Week: How Deep the Father’s Love for Us
How deep the Father's love for
us
How vast beyond all
measure
That He would give His only
Son
To make a
wretch His treasure
How great the pain of searing
loss
The
Father turns His face away
As
wounds which mar the chosen One
Bring
many sons to glory
Behold the Man upon a
cross
My guilt
upon His shoulders
Ashamed,
I hear my mocking voice
Call out
among the scoffers
It was my sin that held Him
there
Until it
was accomplished
His dying breath has brought me
life
I know that it is
finished
I will not boast in
anything
No gifts,
no power, no wisdom
But I
will boast in Jesus Christ
His death
and resurrection
Why should I gain from His
reward?
I cannot give an
answer
But this I know with all my
heart
His
wounds have paid my ransom
O Lord, the
house of my soul is too small for you to enter: make it more spacious by your
coming.
~St. Augustine
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