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Thursday, November 22, 2012

moving through suffering, day 4

Come to Stillness: Take a few minutes to allow your mind and heart to be still before God.

Opening Prayer:
Father, I know my wounded and broken places oh so well. At times they can consume me and keep me from being able to hear your voice. Help me to see my pain as an invitation to know you more intimately rather than a reason to doubt the goodness of your heart. Help me to know that through my pain you desire to accomplish something very good in me. In the name of Jesus, the author of our salvation, who was “made perfect through suffering.” Amen. (JLB)
 
Psalm for the Week: Psalm 121

Scripture for the Day: Psalm 109:21-26

Reading for Reflection:

Many of us are tempted to think that if we suffer, the only important thing is to be relieved of our pain.  We want to flee it at all costs.  But when we learn to move through suffering, rather than avoid it, then we greet it differently.  We become willing to let it teach us.  We even begin to see how God can use it for some larger end.  Suffering becomes something other than a nuisance or curse to be evaded at all costs, but a way into deeper fulfillment.  Ultimately mourning means facing what wounds us in the presence of One who can heal. (Turn My Mourning Into Dancing by Henri J. M. Nouwen)

Reflection and Listening: silent and written

Prayer: for the church, for others, for myself

Song for the Week: It is Well

When peace like a river attendeth my way;
when sorrows like sea billows roll
Whatever my lot Thou hast taught me to say;
It is well, it is well, with my soul

Refrain:
It is well….with my soul…it is well, it is well with my soul
 
My sin O the bliss of this glorious thought;
my sin not in part but the whole
Is nailed to the cross and I bear it no more;
praise the Lord, praise the Lord O my soul

And Lord haste the day when my faith shall be sight;
the clouds be rolled back as a scroll
The trump shall resound and the Lord shall descend;
even so it is well with my soul


Closing Prayer
Father, heal my wounds and make them a source of life for others; as you did with your Son Jesus. In whose name we pray. Amen. (JLB)

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