“The Lord kept vigil that night to bring them out of Egypt…” (Exodus 12:42).
During 24/45 I had the very strong sense that more than our keeping vigil before the Lord, God was keeping vigil over us. Instead of feeling like I had to draw his attention to the tent, it was more like he was [...]
Death has passed us by.
The Egyptians were not so fortunate. After their pharoah repeatedly refused to let the Israelite slaves go, and after repeated plagues were sent to convince him that the Egyptian gods and Pharoah’s own supposed divinity were no match for the God of Israel, the final plague struck the firstborn in each of [...]
What’s next? We’ve been praying for what we want; now we’re going to start praying for what God wants. We’ve been praying our own prayers; now we’re going to start praying the Lord’s Prayer.
In a post a few weeks ago I talked about how prayer is still a mystery to me. One of the mysteries of prayer is the “mystery of the many.” The apostle Paul refers to this mystery in his second letter to the Corinthians, writing after a time of terrible danger:
I’m discovering that one key to experiencing a vibrant prayer life is noticing the little things — the little gifts from God that come unsolicited; the little ways he answers the petitions I actually think to bring to him. I’ve been realizing lately how often what I want is for God to prove himself. In [...]
“Then Jesus entered the temple area and began driving out those who were selling. ‘It is written,’ he said to them, ‘ “My house will be a house of prayer”; but you have made it “a den of robbers” ‘ ” (Luke 19:45,56).
Temple worship had become big business. Animals were sold to worshiping pilgrims so [...]
Many thoughts are swirling around in my head this morning:
Okay, that vision of Pete Grieg’s (see yesterday’s post) is a bit over the top. But I love it. I also appreciate the more down-to-earth thoughts he wrote a couple of years later in a book about that vision:
“It was about 3:15am, and I’d taken a middle-of-the-night slot in the Chichester prayer room where we’d been praying now without a break for several weeks. I wandered around the room, reading what was on the walls, trying to pray. I think Moby was on the stereo as I sipped a Red Bull energy drink [...]
This past weekend, one of our members was asked what kind of church he attended — Lutheran? Catholic? The member didn’t know how to respond; so he just said “Christian.” Another person at the same meeting said that she usually just says “Protestant.” This points out how confusing all these labels can be.
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