Almighty God, grant your people boldness. And help us to stand up for what we believe, without any strings attached. Remind us daily that our yay should be yay, and our nay should be nay. Rip out every root and branch of wishy-washiness from within us. And give us the power to face our giants with strong confidence.
Goad us to take the spotlight off ourselves and direct it at You. For without You, we are weak and feeble. But with You, we have the power to do amazing things. Amen.
The story of the girl who lived twice have two versions —
one in Mark 5 and the other in Luke 8.
The Bible says Jairus was a Jewish religious leader and
teacher. One day something terrible came upon Jairus. His twelve-year-old
daughter got sick. It was a bad sickness, and Jairus knew that she was dying,
and he needed to get help fast.
Jairus heard that Jesus was in town, so he defied religious norms and set out to find Jesus and bring him to his house. Jairus found Jesus amid a large crowd. And when he saw him, he fell at his feet, and entreat him much, saying: “Our daughter lies at the point of death”. Will you come and lay your hand on her, so that she can be saved and live.
Jesus senses the urgency in Jairus’ voice, so he began to follow him, but they could not move quickly. The crowd was too thick. And before Jesus could make it through the dense crowd, servants from Jairus household brought sad news. “Your daughter is dead.” “Why trouble the teacher any further?”
When Jesus heard those words, he turned turned Jairus and
said, “Do not be afraid, only believe, and she will be made well.”
At last, Jesus managed to cut through the crowd, and he let no one follow him except Peter, James, and John. When he got to the house, everybody was crying and moaning. The mood was somber. And he said to them: Why do you weep and wail? That child is not dead; she is sleeping. But everyone laughed at him.
Then he put them out of the house, except Jairus and his wife and those that were with him. Then he went entered in where the child lay. He held her by the hand and said to her, Tabitha, cumi! (Child, I say to you, arise). And at once, the child got up, and she walked on her feet.
And the people were astonished beyond measure. And suddenly,
the house of sorrow turned into a house of celebration. And he insisted that no
one should know about it. Then he told them to give her food.
Suffering and sorrow are part of the human life cycle. And yet we often blame the devil when these ills befall us. Of course, the devil is always plotting and scheming. But he cannot touch you unless God permits him.
So, the next time, unusual circumstances put your faith through a sift, don’t yield to Satan’s schemes; your trials might very well be God testing your trust as he did Job.
In the book of Job, we read about a man named Job who lived in the land of Uz. The Bible says Job was blameless and upright. He feared God and shunned evil. He had seven sons and three daughters. And he owned seven thousand sheep, three thousand camels, five hundred yokes of oxen and five hundred donkeys, and had many servants. He was the greatest man among all the people of the East.
Job was an honorable man and a faithful servant of God. The devil who roams the earth like a roaring lion could not touch him because the Lord had built a hedge around him. But the devil was determined to prove Job as a fake. So, he had a talk with God and suggested that if God took everything Job had, Job would curse Him.
God removed the hedge from around Job and permitted Satan to take everything Job had. Satan sifted Job’s faith in God as wheat. And Job lost everything, including his children. But Jobs faith never wavered. In all his suffering and sorrow, Job didn’t sin, neither did he curse God. He justified God’s confidence in him.
In the end, God would restore Job and doubled his prosperity.
Dear Jesus, I pray for everyone in America. I pray that one day, we can all get along and be happy together. I pray for those who continue to sow hate and division. Soften their hearts Lord, and remove the scales from their eyes. Help them to see and accept your truth and strive to become good Samaritans.
I pray for those who have little or nothing at all; some of whom have worked all their lives tirelessly. Now, they have hit hard times. Gone are the days of plenty for them. Many of them do not know where the next meal comes from. Give them courage, Lord, give them hope. Send them a good Samaritan, preferably one who will not judge.
Father, I am thankful for what you gave me and what I will receive in the future. Give me the spirit of caring and sharing, so when I gather the harvest, I do not store it up for myself alone.
Jesus, I thank you for my family, and I thank you for my friends. Lord, I thank you for placing me among some of the most incredible people. Thanks for giving me the chance to live and thanks for teaching me how to forgive my trespassers.
Father, I thank you for my legs so I can walk on your beautiful earth, I thank you for my eyes, so I can see the beautiful things in life, and I thank you for letting me be me.
Bless those in need and bless those who are suffering, that they can be healed. Bless those who continue to dedicate time and resources to help the poor and needy. Heavenly Father, You are our leader, our savior. You have sacrificed your life for us and asked for nothing in return.
Don’t allow anything to distract you from the gracious presence of Jesus Christ
Everything else can wait when you are in the presence of Jesus Christ is the essence of the story about Martha and Mary found in (#Luke 10:38-42), It is both intriguing and instructive. I think every Christian should take note. Because so many of us are like Martha and so few of us is like Mary.
This is how the author begins: Jesus and his disciples were out and about one day. They entered a village, and a woman named Martha received them into her home. Martha had a sister called Mary. Both women were excited to have Jesus in their house.
Martha was a kind woman. She liked to serve others. So, it
was not a surprise that after she welcomed Jesus and his disciples, she went
straight to the kitchen to prepare a meal. Mary who always help her sister in
the kitchen went and sat at Jesus’ feet and listened to his words.
Meanwhile, Martha was distracted and overwhelmed by all the work she had to do in the kitchen. She approached Jesus and asked him if it did not bother him that Mary had left her to do all the work in the kitchen. But, instead of instructing Mary to help her sister, Jesus scolded Martha. Martha! Martha! He said! You are worried about many things. But only one thing is needed. And Mary has chosen that right path, and it shall not be taken away from her.
It seems to me, like many of us, the one thing Martha needed was to receive the gracious presence of Jesus Christ and listen to his words. Because in the end, it does not matter who you are or what you do. If you do not have Christ, you have nothing.
Hence, everything else can wait when you are in the presence of Jesus Christ.
New Testament is the blueprint for how to live a Christ-centered life; follow
its instructions, and you are on your way to heaven’s gate.
Do not be unequally yoked with unbelievers
many of us (Christians), pick and choose what we should and should not follow.
For instance, in the book of (2 Corinthians 6:14-18), apostle Paul warns
Christians not to become unequally yoked together with unbelievers. Still, yet
many of us do.
But there are consequences to our actions. The Bible calls us the light of the world. And as you know, light and darkness are not compatible. There is bound to be enmity between the two.
to avoid unnecessary hostilities, and to preserve one’s faith and belief,
single followers of Jesus Christ should resist becoming yoked with unbelievers.
Moreover, the two can only coexist peacefully if either or both parties are
willing to give up something. And history has thought us that often the believer
is the one who makes the concessions.
I am a product of an unequally yoked relationship. My mother was a prayer warrior, and my father was a wayward man. He drinks, smokes, and curses like a sailor. Often, he would come home liquored up, and all hell breaks loose. He curses, breaks things and carries on like a mad man. My poor mother could not convince him to change, so she compromised her faith and belief. And if she were still alive she would tell you that she did it for the kids. May her soul rest in peace.