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Thursday, June 8, 2017
with jesus
Opening
Prayer: Lord Jesus, help me to set aside all of my
lists and my plans and my agendas for this next hour, and help me to simply
spend time with you. For you want my
attention and my affection far more than you want my frenetic activity. Capture my heart with your presence and then
guide my steps with your Spirit. Amen.
Scripture: Acts 4:13
Journal: How would you describe your life with Jesus these days? How is it marking your everyday life?
Reflection:
“And they took note that these men had been with Jesus.” What a great line! It is so hopeful. I don’t know about you, but most days I feel
about as ordinary and unschooled as they come.
I mean, these guys were fishermen for crying out loud! And they were standing toe to toe with some
of the most distinguished scholars and theologians of their day—and amazing
them at that. That is the hopeful
part. It isn’t what I know, or what I
can do, that makes me useful to God and to his kingdom; it is simply being
with Jesus. That is not meant to
belittle the value of education, but is meant to underscore the importance of
devotion. When I spend quality time with
Jesus, he gives me everything I need.
That time with him is what gives me the inspiration and the
strength and the power I need to have an impact on those around me, no matter
who they are. So before we run off to
our books and our strategy meetings and our “to do” lists, let us first
make time and space to simply be with Jesus.
Prayer
Closing
Prayer: I ask you, Lord Jesus, to develop in me, your
lover, an immeasurable urge towards you, an affection that is unbounded,
longing that is unrestrained, fervor that throws discretion to the winds! The more worthwhile our love for you, all the
more pressing does it become. Reason
cannot hold it in check, fear does not make it tremble, wise judgment does not
temper it. (The Fire of Love by Richard Rolle)
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