Wednesday, March 02, 2016

Wednesday, 03/02/16


Old Testament: Genesis 45:16-28
Psalms: Psalms 119:97-120, 81, 82
New Testament: 1 Corinthians 8:1-13
Gospel: Mark 6:13-29
Evening Psalms: 81,82


This was a hard year for me. My mother fought cancer for 11 months and then died in October. When the call for devotions came, I thought it would be good to spend some time meditating on a few passages, and I was sure that it wouldn't be hard to find a memory to write about.

When I got my readings, I sat down with them and read. There was an excerpt from the story of Joseph; a chapter from 1 Corinthians that didn't call to me; Mark's account of the beheading of John the Baptist; and a Psalm about mediating on God's laws all day. Nothing spoke to me! There were two more Psalms but by the time I got to them I was sure nothing was speaking to me.

So I left them.
And came back.
And came back.

Finally, I sat down without expectation. I looked with the knowledge that the first four readings were not what I was going to write about. This time, when I got to Psalm 81, I was ready to listen.

“O that my people would listen to me,
that Israel would walk in my ways!
Then I would quickly subdue their enemies,
and turn my hand against their foes.
Those who hate the LORD would cringe before him,
and their doom would last forever.
I would feed you with the finest of the wheat,
and with honey from the rock I would satisfy you.”
(Psalms 81:13-16)

I found it interesting that my devotional was not from the past that I was so ready to write about, but from right now. I am doing a lot of thinking of the past and about my Mom. I am also worrying about the future and the work that I need to do as a result of her death. I was not stopping to listen to God or letting Him subdue my enemies or letting Him feed me honey from the rock. What I finally realized was, if I want to be spoken to, I need to listen. I needed to listen for God and nothing else.


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