SATURDAY
DEVOTIONS
At
the beginning of this new day together I wanted us to focus our thoughts on
God. Giving Him His rightful
place. Acknowledging His presence
in our midst. Inviting Him to come
and be our honoured guest, central to all we think and say and do.
Eugene
Peterson is one of my favourite writers and over the years I have learned so
much from him. I love the Message
Paraphrase of the Bible although I do struggle with some of the Americanisms in
it. However, what I love about
this parpaphrase is that it helps make Scripture, personal, relational and
draws me into it and often demands a response from me.
In
his introduction to the book of Genesis Eugene Peterson helps us put things
into their right perspective when he writes:
‘First, God. God is the subject of life. God is foundational for living. If we don’t have a sense of the primacy of God, we will never
get it right, get life right, get our lives
right. Not God at the margins; not
God as an option; not God on the weekends. God at centre and circumference; God first and last; God,
God, God.’
Eugene
Peterson
If we were to turn to Psalm 90: 1-2 we
would read:
‘God
it seems you’ve been our home forever; long before the mountains were born,
long before you brought earth itself to birth, from ‘once upon a time’ to
‘kingdom come’ – you are God’
Psalm 90: 1-2 MSG Para
I don’t know about you, but for me, the
older I get, the more I realize the less I know. BUT, the older I get the more I realize God
is faithful and just, an ever present God. For most, if not all of us life at times turns out to be
very different to what we had expected.
I had been a single Officer for twenty three years prior to me meeting
Sven. My officership had taken me
to a number of places and different types of appointments. For the most of the time I was very
happy and fulfilled in my ministry as a single officer and by that stage I
think had given up any thoughts of getting married. Life was good and I was happy. Then, completely out of the blue, I met Sven, fell in love,
we had hoped and planned to be officers together, but then a week after our
engagement Sven had a massive stroke and the result of which left him
disabled. Things turned out to be
very different to what we had expected and now I find myself to be a single
spouse officer and a fulltime carer. However, through it all I can sincerely testify to the
faithfulness of God. He has been there
with us and for us every single step of the way and I have found myself being
able to say: ‘For where I cannot
see I’ll trust, for then I know Thou surely must be still my all in all.’ I know now more than ever God is
faithful in His promise and His word to us.
I had hoped at this point we would be able
to sing the chorus: ‘Faithful God’ together, however, we had not got the music
and nobody seemed to know it, so we didn’t sing it but simply reflected on the
words for a moment.
‘Faithful God,
Faithful God,
All Sufficient One, I worship You.
Shalom
my Peace,
My
Strong Deliverer,
I lift
You up,
Faithful
God’
Chris
Bowater
Having acknowledged something of the
faithfulness of God, our response so often is to tell Him we love Him and so we
did just that as we sang together:
I love You, Lord,
And
I lift my voice to worship You,
O my
soul rejoice.
Take
joy, my King, in what You hear.
May
it be a sweet, sweet sound in Your ear.
Laurie
Klein
Which
was followed by voluntary
Heart felt prayers …
I guess in many ways none of us really knew
what to expect this weekend. I
certainly didn’t. I thought I was
coming to New York for the weekend.
I knew we were staying in a Salvation Army Conference Centre but for
some reason I had imagined it to be hidden somewhere in the centre of New York,
away from what I imagine is the hustle, bustle and noise of the city. And in my mind I had visions of us
accepting the invitation we find from God in Psalm 46: 10
‘Step out of the traffic! Take a long, loving look at Me, your High God’
Psalm
46: 10 MSG Para
It wasn’t long before I realized we were to
be staying nowhere near New York and I found myself in the beautiful
countryside of the Pennsylvanian mountains. Before we had even arrived here I felt I was beginning to
respond to God’s invitation: ‘To
step out of the traffic and take a long, loving look at Him.’ As we drove through the gates into the
grounds of this place immediately I sensed the presence of God and sensed it
was a place that had been soaked in prayers down through the years. No doubt some of those prayers were
prayers of the people gathered in our group and this morning we had come to add
even more prayers into the walls, the DNA of that place.
All of us had come as wounded people. All of us had come in need of God’s
healing touch upon our hearts and lives for some reason or other. And I believed the answer to the
question General Albert Osborn’s song asks: ‘When shall I come unto the healing waters?’ Was now … I explained how I love the second verse of this song in
particular and how there have been many significant moments in my life when I
have really prayed these words:
Wash
from my hands the dust of earthly striving;
Take from my mind the stress of secret fear;
Cleanse Thou the wounds from all but Thee far hidden.
And
when the waters flow let my healing appear.
Sensitively and prayerfully we sang the
song together.
When shall I come unto the healing waters?
Lifting
my heart, I cry to Thee my prayer.
Spirit
of peace, my Comforter and healer,
In
whom my springs are found, let my soul meet Thee there.
From a hill I know,
Healing waters flow;
O rise, Immanuel’s tide,
And my soul overflow.
Wash
from my hands the dust of earthly striving;
Take
from my mind the stress of secret fear;
Cleanse
Thou the wounds from all but Thee far hidden.
And
when the waters flow let my healing appear.
Light,
life and love are in that healing fountain,
All
I require to cleanse me and restore.
Flow
through my soul, redeem its desert places,
And
make a garden there for the Lord I adore.
Albert
Osborn
(SASB 647 – SATB 613)
I asked if the Pearl, the pianist could
continue to play the music from this song quietly in the background as we made
our silent, personal prayers to God asking Him to do in our hearts and lives
what we needed Him to do this day.
As we did so I suggested if people would like me to I would go around
the group with oil that I had bought in The Holy Land, simply make the sign of
the cross on the palm of their hand and pray a blessing over them. Personally I found this to be a very
moving and humbling experience as I moved around the group and prayed:
‘May the Lord
bless you and keep you.
The Lord make
His face to shine upon you
And be gracious
unto you.
The Lord lift up
the light of Hs countenance upon you
And give you
peace.’
Personal Prayers …
This was
followed by the singing of a verse of a song that was our joint prayer for us
as individuals, for us as a group and for The Salvation Army.
O let me hear Thee speaking
In accents clear and still,
Above the storms of passion,
The murmurs of self-will.
O speak to reassure me,
To chasten or control;
O speak and make me listen,
Thou Guardian of my soul.
John Ernest Bode
(SASB
862 – SATB 246)
And our benediction was taken from the
final verse of the Psalm we commenced our morning devotions with:
‘Let the loveliness of our
Lord, our God, rest on us,
confirming the work we do.
Oh yes.
Affirm the work we do!’
Psalm 90: 18 MSG Para
‘Let
the loveliness of our Lord, our God, rest on us,
confirming
the work we do.
Oh
yes. Affirm the work we do,
today!’
Amen!
Major Glad Ljungholm
Liverpool
1 comment:
Sven, thank you for your energy, drive and vision. Thank you for fighting in our corner for the last five years or so and never giving up on us even when people have not totally understood your motives. I cannot believe anyone could think you are anything but 'for' the Army. I reckon if you could a vein you would bleed yellow, red and blue. Thank you for believing in us. Thank you for believing in the Army and believing only this and much better will do for the Kingdom. I believe God brought you and Glad together for a specific reason and has given you both a ministry of healing. Please continue to use it for so many of us. It was good to meet Glad at the weekend, God really has blessed her with a healing touch.
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