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Correct Perspective

Sitting here, Father, many things have passed through my mind – situations, people, etc. In my quiet time with You, my mind has been anything but. In spite of the rumbling of my brain, while I’ve sat here in silence, I have prayed for some of those things and I have the calm assurance that all is well in Your hands. Thank You, Father.

Lord, in reading through a Puritan prayer this morning this phrase sticks out.

The memory of my great sins, my many temptations, my falls,
      bring afresh into my mind the remembrance
            of thy great help, of thy support from heaven,
            of thy great grace that saved such a wretch as I am.

I know, Lord, that when it comes to the failings in my past that when asked You forgive…and You forget – my sins are as far as the east is from the west. But I still remember.

This section in The Valley of Vision is a grouping of prayers of penitence and deprecation. It’s tough to read through but it helps to keep my spiritual walk in a correct perspective.

Today’s reading does just that. Memories of improprieties are unavoidable but may each thought be followed by memories of Your help, support, and grace. These things are freely given to me in bounteous supply! May I cherish them. May I hold them close to my heart, for Your love is what saves me. May I never forget. Amen.

Dec 7th, Wed, 6:26 am

 

Hand in Hand

Sometimes, Father, it is difficult to come and sit with You. I am unworthy. Being who I am, doing what I do, saying what I say, and thinking what I think… I don’t deserve what is extended to me… grace, mercy, love, forgiveness, acceptance. But me being me does not change You being You. I am so grateful that that is the case. I am even more grateful that You being You does change me being me! You are my only means of saving me from myself.

All praise to You, and You alone, Almighty God!

Lord, I am grateful, too, that You join me on my journey. You understand my weaknesses, though, in love, you do not condone them. In Your strength and wisdom, You enable me to strive to move forward. You truly are a Savior many times over. Truly You sacrificed Yourself for my salvation (for which words cannot convey my gratitude!) but every day You extend Your hand to me – to encourage me to carry on and not stop, to lift me up when I have fallen (again!), to provide me with the calm assurance that I am not alone. You love me more than I’ll ever be able to grasp and I can rest in that irrefutable reality!

All praise to You, and You alone, almighty God!

So, Lord, let us be at it. You and me, again this day moving ever forward. Guide my steps. Direct my thoughts. The past is ahead the future is before us. Onward and upward we go – hand in hand. Amen

Nov 15th, Tues, 5:29 am

Invited to the Table

It was a very full weekend, Father, and it is a great comfort to have our time together this morning. May I be attentive to what You would have me learn from You this day – not just now but as we walk together through the hours ahead. Amen.

A passage from The Valley of Vision strikes me this morning.

Thou hast seen an abhorred all my sins and
     couldst easily and justly have punished me,
     yet thou hast spared me,
                                 been gracious unto me,
                                 given me thy help,
                                 invited me to thy table.

Lord, I will never cease to be amazed at the grace You so freely extend to me. It seems that I consistently give You ample reason not to but over and over again You lavish me with Your love. You are always there for me…

The portion of today’s Puritan prayer that caught my mind’s eye is “yet thou hast… invited me to thy table.” It could refer to Your communion table but my thoughts went to a simple table of fellowship.

Some of my fondest memories are times when family or friends or even strangers have gathered with me, around a table, sharing a common meal together. Food is shared but so is laughter and stories. Love and fondness, joy and gladness are a part of our time, trust, and acceptance, too.

And You, Lord, invite me to Your table, as well. We share these things, too. I am welcomed – I am cherished. Oh, what a blessing! Thank You, Lord, for Your mercy, grace, and love. Amen.

Oct 24th, Mon, 6:17 am

Grace and Peace

I know You are with me, Father. May our time together this morning stoke the fire in my heart so that its warmth would radiate through my life this day. I pray that others would be drawn to You through me. Amen

1 Peter 1:1-2 (<<click here)

“May God give you more and more grace and peace.”

Lord, I pray that Peter’s request would be fleshed out in my life today and every day. I really see this as a “receiving” and a “giving” kind of thing.

From You we receive grace – that is Your unmerited (not deserved) favor. One of the many blessings You give us is not giving us what we truly deserve – death for our sin. Instead, You favor us with Your love and forgiveness. We would truly be lost without Your intervention in our lives. Thank You, Lord…

And because of Your gift of grace we now have peace with You. The second verse of the old hymn Hidden Peace, says it well.

Beneath the toil and care of life
This hidden stream flows on.
My wearing soul no longer thirsts,
Nor am I sad and lone.
There’s a deep settled peace in my soul
There’s a deep settled peace in my soul
Though the billows of sin near me roll     
He abides; Christ abides.                               -John S Brown

Lord, You have so generously blessed me with Your grace and peace; but as Your child I must pass them along to a world, devoid of them. Many in our world are at each other’s throats. Vengeance, hatred, apathy fill our world. Lord, enable me to give to others what You have given me. Make me a conduit of Your grace and peace to a world who truly knows neither. May I be generous and give freely to all, as You do with no bias or hesitancy. Amen.

Oct 14th, Fri, 6:45 am

Love Lustres at Calvary

The last several days, Father, have been very full and the nights have been short. I’m a little later in coming to sit with You this morning but I am grateful that You are with me always. May I hear what you have to say to me today. I am compelled this morning to just read through today’s Puritan Prayer. It is so full. I must read it over and over, allowing it to speak to me – pausing, pondering, processing – reading it repeatedly, reflectively. Thank You, Lord, for all You have done and continue to do. I owe all I am and ever will be to You.

LOVE LUSTRES AT CALVARY

My Father,
Enlarge my heart, warm my affections, open my lips,
     supply words that proclaim ‘Love lustres at Calvary.’
There grace removes my burdens and heaps them on thy Son,
     made a transgressor, a curse, and sin for me;
There the sword of thy justice smote the man, thy fellow;
There thy infinite attributes were magnified,
     and infinite atonement was made;
There infinite punishment was due,
     and infinite punishment was endured.
Christ was all anguish that I might be all joy,
                       cast off that I might be brought in,
                       trodden down as an enemy
                            that I might be welcomed as a friend,
                       surrendered to hell’s worst
                            that I might attain heaven’s best,
                        stripped that I might be clothed,
                        wounded that I might be healed,
                        athirst that I might drink,
                        tormented that I might be comforted,
                        made a shame that I might inherit glory,
                        entered darkness that I might have eternal light.
My Saviour wept that all tears might be wiped from my eyes,
                         groaned that I might have endless song,
                         endured all pain that I might have unfading health,
                         bore a thorny crown that I might have a glory-diadem,
                         bowed his head that I might uplift mine,
                         experienced reproach that I might receive welcome,
                         closed his eyes in death that I might gaze on unclouded
                              brightness,
                         expired that I might for ever live.

O Father, who spared not thine only Son that thou mightest spare me,
All this transfer thy love designed and accomplished;
Help me to adore thee by lips and life.

– The Valley of Vision: A Collection of Puritan Prayers & Devotions
Compiled by Arthur Bennett
©
 The Banner of Truth Trust, 1975

Sept 14th, Wed, 9;14 am