Simeon has rarely allowed himself to sit. His preference is to straighten his legs and stand. Tonight, however, he sat for a good long while, taking only one or two tumbles. It may be that his sleep sack provided a small nest, but even so it is a joy to see him growing bit by bit each day!
We had some adventures on this beautiful day. Took a trip to the parks near Como and this is what we did.
A few things of note …
That’s all. Blessings on your week!
Have you ever considered prayerlessness as sin? The prayerlessness found in our lives and that which is definitive of many churches is just that – sin.
I think, too often, we consider prayer as a discipline to be mastered. It is nothing of the sort. It is simply a life lived in relationship — an evidence of our faith and our dependence on God. When we live apart from prayer, we live apart from an intimate relationship with God.
You may pray. Even so, it is not in your power to live a life of prayer, just as it is not in your power to reconcile yourself to the Living God. It is a gift. It is by grace. The Lord Himself enables us and impassions us for partaking in the honorable privilege of divine dialogue. Stop trying to pray and abide in Jesus.
Oh, how I need to be reoriented toward this mysterious and wonderful lifeline.
I’ve just begun reading The Prayer Life by Andrew Murray. Here are a few excerpts that have caught my attention. May they also spur you on to some renewed vision of life with Christ.
Mention was made in conference of the expression “strategic position” used so often in reference to the great strife between the Kingdom of Heaven and the powers of darkness.
When a general choose the place from which he intends to strike the enemy, he pays most attention to those points which he thinks most important in the fight. Thus there was on the battle-field of Waterloo a farm-house which Wellington immediately saw was the key to the situation. He did not spare his troops in his endeavor to hold that point: the victory depended on it. So it actually happened. It is the same in the conflict between the believer and the powers of darkness. The Inner Chamber is the place where the decisive victory is obtained.
The enemy uses all his power to lead the Christian, and above all the minister, to neglect prayer. He knows that however admirable the sermon may be, however, attractive the service however faithful the pastoral visitation, none of these things can damage him or his kingdom, if prayer is neglected. When the Church shuts herself up to the power of the Inner Chamber, and the soldiers of the Lord have received on their knees “power from on High,” then the powers of darkness will be shaken, and the souls will be delivered. In the Church, on the Mission-field with the minister and his congregation, everything depends on the faithful exercise of the power of prayer.
Happy is the prayer-hero who, through all, takes care to hold fast and use his weapon. Like our Lord in Gethsemane, the more violently the enemy attacked the more earnestly He prayed. and ceased not till He had obtained the victory.
We can hardly form a conception of the power God will bestow, if only we get freed from the sin of prayerlessness, and pray with the daring which reaches heaven, and in the almighty name of Christ brings down blessing.
Prayer is … above all fellowship with God, and being brought under the power of His holiness and love, till He takes possession of us, and stamps our entire nature with the lowliness of Christ, which is the secret of all true worship.
Have you laid hold of it, my reader? The abundant life is neither more nor less than the full life of Christ as the Crucified, the Risen, the Glorified One, who baptizes with the Holy Ghost, and reveals Himself in our hearts and lives as Lord of all within us.
I read not long since an expression – “Live in what must be.” Do not live in your human imagination of what is possible. Live in the Word – in the love, and infinite faithfulness of the Lord Jesus. Even thought it is slow, and with many a stumble, the faith that always thanks Him – not for experiences, but for the promises on which it can rely – goes on from strength to strength, still increasing in the blessed assurance that God Himself will perfect His work in us.
Sixty-nine years today. We celebrated with a victory meal of grilled cheese & hot cocoa. We even dipped our sandwiches. Aunt Nancy tells it best. (excerpt below)
I will admit there was one combination that even though I loved, I never really understood how the two went together. It was the nights we would have grilled cheese and homemade cocoa made on the stove.
I was always a little grossed out, cause Dad would take his grilled cheese and dip it in the cocoa.
I am interviewing and video taping my dad for his 80th birthday video. He answers most questions by shrugging his shoulders and nodding yes or no…real captivating material! We are talking about his time as a POW. He as usual, does not have much to say. He tells me what they ate. He tells me that they slept on wood bunks and shared blankets. He tells me about a radio that they hid in the latrine. I ask him what the May 8th was like, the day that the war ended. He tells me that they woke up and all the Germans were gone and the gates were open. He tells everyone wanted to go across the street to a barn where they knew the Germans were stockpiling Red Cross packages, but everyone was afraid that it was a trap or a trick that the Germans were playing. He tells me that the trucks come and give them the good news that the War is over. He tells me that they were given their first real meal and they all thought they would eat and eat and eat, but they could hardly finish one sandwich cause their stomachs had shrunk so much. I ask him what they were fed. He tells me “grilled cheese and hot cocoa.”
Thank you, grandpa.
Releasing children from poverty, in Jesus’ name!
Adrienne and I have talked from time to time about sponsoring a child with Compassion International. We’ve held off doing so for a while now, knowing that we wanted Aelah to be at an age where she could be more invested in the relationship. I think it also got pushed to the wayside with the other cares of life vying for our attentions.
Yesterday was Compassion Sunday and I was prompted to revisit our desire to sponsor a child. So, upon returning home, we searched the Compassion site and found Ena, a young girl of six years living in Guatemala, who shares a birthday with Aelah. Her father is a bricklayer and her mother is employed in domestic work. She has three siblings. Thus begins our adventure into sponsorship with Compassion!
Have any thoughts to share with us regarding your experience in sponsoring a child?
Or, if you don’t sponsor a child, we recommend you consider doing so today.
Since joining the Prayer League, I have understood the term ‘fellow worker’ to mean, in a sense, ‘one who is working alongside us’. It is a term we use primarily to denote a missionary (in part, for security purposes). He is my fellow worker. She is our fellow worker.
This morning, as I read Oswald Chambers, I was again re-oriented.
For we are God’s fellow workers; – 1 Corinthians 3:9
It is not of primary significance that we are fellow workers with one another, for even the world can maintain a similar relationship. We are fellow workers of God! Together, under Him, we serve. Let not our focus fail.
Beware of any work for God which enables you to evade concentration on Him. A great many Christian workers worship their work. The one concern of a worker should be concentration on God, and this will mean that all the other margins of life, mental, moral and spiritual, are free with the freedom of a child, a worshipping child, not a wayward child.
Oswald Chambers, My Utmost for His Highest