Job 31:15 Did not He who made me in the womb make them? Did not the same One fashion us in the womb?
Everyone born into this world has the breath of the Creator in them. He fashioned all of us from the womb. Because of the sin of the world we were hidden from Him but in the birth, death and resurrection of His only begotten Son the veil that separated us was removed. Jesus willingly gave up His perfect life without sin in exchange for ours so that we could have eternal life with God and in Him all of the Law was fulfilled. In Jesus we are given mercy and grace, in Him as our Redeemer King, we live. We live in the New Covenant which fulfilled all of the Old Covenant and God sees Jesus and His righteousness in us and not our sins. He sits at the right hand of the Father interceding for us. God wants us to have an abundant, eternal life. Here on earth in the unity of Holy Spirit we can, precept by precept, learn the ways of God to His glory. He cares for us. Christ has won the battle with evil. We only need to believe in His ability to accomplish what we cannot. Joy in the Lord strengthens and sustains us. Carla
Psalm 119:73-78
Your hands have made me and fashioned me;
Give me understanding, that I may learn Your commandments.
74 Those who fear You will be glad when they see me,
Because I have hoped in Your word.
75 I know, O Lord, that Your judgments are right,
And that in faithfulness You have afflicted me.
76 Let, I pray, Your merciful kindness be for my comfort,
According to Your word to Your servant.
77 Let Your tender mercies come to me, that I may live;
For Your law is my delight.
78 Let the proud be ashamed,
For they treated me wrongfully with falsehood;
But I will meditate on Your precepts. (NKJV)
Psalm 119 is an extended alphabet acrostic that combines elements of a wisdom psalm and an individual lament psalm. Each stanza of the psalm contains lines that in the Hebrew text all start with the same Hebrew letter. This continues until all 22 letters of the Hebrew alphabet are used. It focuses on the two-ways motif—the concept of following Yahweh’s ways or the way of wickedness—and the transformative role of submission to Yahweh’s instruction, and the desperate need for Yahweh’s help. Faithlife Study Bible
The psalmist begins by asserting that he needs Yahweh, who created him, to help him understand His commandments (verse 73). He anticipates that the hope he develops will encourage others (verse 74), even though he is suffering affliction (verse 75). He interprets Yahweh’s affliction as something constructive (verse 75), and asks Yahweh to comfort him (verse 76) so that he can hope in Yahweh’s compassion and rescue (verse 77)
That in faithfulness you afflicted me. The word emunah (“faithfulness”) refers to “trustworthiness” or “honesty.” Faithlife Study Bible
Psalm 34:2
My soul shall make its boast in the LORD;
The humble shall hear of it and be glad.
Psalm 119:41
Let Your mercies come also to me, O LORD—Your salvation according to Your word.
Hebrews 12:5–11
And you have forgotten the exhortation which speaks to you as to sons:
“My son, do not despise the chastening of the LORD,
Nor be discouraged when you are rebuked by Him;
For whom the LORD loves He chastens,
And scourges every son whom He receives.”…
This week we take to heart Mother Teresa’s reminder, “If we have no peace, it is because we have forgotten that we belong to each other.”
Well, if we do belong to one other, then “they”—the “least of these” and those without voices—are indeed, our children.
Ours to care for.
Ours to listen to.
Ours to see.
Yes. And it begins here... the permission to see.
“You’re a minister? Well, what do you believe?” Some church people like to ask me. They can’t help themselves.
Okay, here you go.
God has a heart for those who are left out, forgotten, and excluded.
God's grace is bigger than anything which distances and separates and wounds us.
You are God's beloved child, and God's love for you is unconditional.
When I see acts of exclusion or cruelty, or acts that disparage inclusion, I feel it, viscerally, and my beliefs matter.
You see, I was raised in a church scared silly about grace. The God I was taught to worship and obey and fear, was no different than an alcoholic father. You walked on pins and needles to avoid fury. And expected punishment (which was always called a form of love).
In your heart, you prayed for a smile.
And when your alcoholic parent smiles, you still cower, because in your heart you know it will not last. And you know when the smile thaws, it will be your fault. You see, shame leaves a stain on your spirit.
And with that kind of God, it is no surprise that we need people on the outside, so we can point and label and condemn, and make ourselves feel better.
We do indeed belong to each other…Here’s the deal: When our narrative begins with grace and sufficiency, it births compassion, inclusion and connectedness.
I can hear Mr. Rogers’ voice, “It's not so much what we have in this life that matters. It's what we do with what we have. The alphabet is fine, but it's what we do with it that matters most. Making words like ‘friend’ and ‘love’. That's what really matters.” (We could use more of Mr. Rogers in this world. Just sayin’.)
So, I wonder, how do we find the courage to choose what really matters?
Let us never forget: God’s grace is always bigger than (and never confined by) any dogma we use to comprehend it. Sabbath Moments