The Refrain for the Morning Lessons
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Let the
words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be acceptable in your sight,
O LORD, my Strength and my Redeemer. Psalm 19:14
So the Joy Dare was
about giving thanks for what was in my heart.
And one thing in my
heart is my lists of fixed prayer people. And while I would love to say that
they are the continual meditation of my heart, I cannot.
But when they are
the meditation of my heart, it is an acceptable gift in His sight. And today
I gave thanks for Seth and Karen Barnes, marveling whom they have become over
the years since those steamy hot young years when we all worked in the
Dominican Republic. And they visited us in the refugee camp when I Nicole had
the measles which somehow slid into pneumonia and somewhere in there was the
dehydration room. That was a rough spring. But certainly Seth and Karen have
embraced their calling to follow him on The Grand Adventure. And it is indeed
a great joy to be race around the world with them in my prayers.
And the Adams. I
remember them back when they were doing their residencies. And we saw each of
them more than they saw each other. And when I brought Nicole back to the
States, I took her to Mary at University Medical Center cause she was pretty
much a two-year-old mess. And Mary called her supervisor, who called his
supervisor, all the way to the top, and he made an announcement over the
loudspeaker for all residents to come see something that they would never see
again…four skin diseases layered one on top of the other. And I will never forget all of those gowned
bodies pressed into one small room looking at a rather shy Little Nicole. Rod
over at infectious diseases always promised that if we brought him up a new and
exciting giardia strain, he would name it after us. And now the Adams walked
away, truly have given up house and brothers and sisters and
children and property, for His sake and for the Good News; for the joy set
before them, they picked up their cross and followed Him to northern Kenya
where Rod teaches at the Aga Khan University Hospital and Mary coordinates
community health projects for mothers and children. And I get to join them
before the throne of Grace every single Wednesday morning.
And my brother and
his family in New Hampshire. And the Voelkels in Vermont. And some boys whose
momma asked me to add them to my list. And a student from Wildcat who asked
me to pray for him. And Kevin and Elaheh. And a list of Nicole’s friends from
college, as well as the brother who visited us that Christmas, And each of my
students and each of the Imago Dei staff. Pause over each one, each one who
is in my heart. And all of the beloved people who have joined my heart family
over the years: Cameron, Fernanda and Wilson, Charly, Markus, Chaska and Tika, Kate,
Ira, Ray, Carla, Marco, Mateo, Ali, Wali, Igor, Fredric, Shaun, Giovanni,
John, Manuel, Daniel. And Alan. Nicole,
Heather, Dustin, Andrea. May each of these be my acceptable meditation today.
And may I rest today
in this place, kneeling before my Father, from whom every
family in heaven and on earth derives its name.
That according to the riches of His glory He may grant you to be
strengthened with power through His Spirit in your inner being, so that Christ may dwell in
your hearts through faith—that you, being rooted and grounded in love, may have strength to comprehend what is the
breadth and length and height and depth, and to know the love of
Christ that surpasses knowledge,
that you may be filled with all the fullness of God.
How
can I but not be filled with mercy and peace as I kneel before God our Maker?
And may the words of
mouth come from this treasure of my heart.
Unlike a flame set
on fire by hell itself. Does a spring pour forth from the same opening both fresh
and salt water?
But the wisdom from above is first pure,
then peaceable, gentle, open to reason, full of mercy and good
fruits, impartial and sincere. And a harvest of
righteousness is sown in peace by those who make peace.
My Strength and my Redeemer.
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Thursday, January 7, 2016
May His face shine upon you.
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