Time with Jesus - Sunday, 02
September 2012
Hi all,
What is it like to be loved by God? A while ago someone
asked that question. He said he asked Jesus. By way of reply, Jesus spread His
arms as wide as they would go. Then He died. It doesn’t take a lot of effort to
understand the picture. Today’s meditation looks at this.
Blessings
Jim
& Phyllida Strickland
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Matt 10:8
Freely you received, Freely give |
Time with Jesus – Sunday, 02 September 2012
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Matt 10:8
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INTRODUCTION
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DAILY
LIGHT EVENING SCRIPTURES
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FOREVER BLESSED!
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Much to the surprise of the younger generation, I
haven’t always been an old man. Hard as that may be for some to believe, it’s
true. In fact 50 odd years ago I too struggled with the older generation who
wouldn’t go along with new, young ideas. The wheel has gone full circle. Now
I’m one of the “oldies” who resist youthful change.
In spite of this, there is one thing which hasn’t
changed and will never change. The Love of the Lord for the creatures He has
made. Don’t ask me why this is true. There is nothing I can see in me or
anyone else that is remotely loveable. When I think of His perfection and my
imperfection, I wonder why He bothers. King David was right when he wrote: 2
The LORD looks down from heaven on the entire
human race; He looks to see if anyone is truly wise, if anyone seeks God.
3 But
no, all have turned away; all have become corrupt. No one does good, not a single one! Psalms 14:2-3 NLT If I was God I’m sure I would
just obliterate everything and start again. Of course that’s part of my
problem. I’m not all wise and have all knowledge. Sadly that phase passed
away with my 21st birthday!
One of the hymns I loved to sing as a young man is
in the 1936 Methodist Hymn Book. It went like this: I am so glad that our Father in Heaven; / Tells of His love in the
Book He has given; / Wonderful things in the Bible I see; / This is the dearest,
that Jesus loves me. Then the
chorus was; I am so glad that Jesus
loves me; Jesus love me; Jesus loves me; / I am so glad that Jesus loves me,
Jesus loves even me. It’s easily memorised and easy to sing. In Sunday
school the boys sang the tune and the girls sang descant.
Back then, as now, I struggle with the thought that
Jesus loves me. I believe it intellectually. I know it the same way. But
truly believing it is a horse of a different colour. If there was anything
loveable in us, there would be no problem. But I’m sorry, there isn’t. As David
wrote, “Not one of us is good”.
Having said that, and aware of my shortcomings, as
I’ve grown older the concept of God’s love for His people has become more
evident. Two things have led me to this. The first is His grace active in
Phyllida’s and my life. Frankly it’s been miraculous.
The second has been my reading of Song of Solomon.
Here we read of the love of the king for a girl who was a nobody. It is a
love that is deeply and intimately passionate! People have suggested that
Song of Songs has no business being in the Bible. It’s too explicit. On the
other hand the Jews refer to this book as the “Holy of Holy” of Jewish writ. So
is it a case of “Pays your money and takes your choice?” No! It is a picture
of the love of Jesus Christ for His bride of which you and I are part. This
is the King of Kings loving you and loving me! It’s emotional, intimate and
passionate. In today’s meditation the poem begins with questions about God’s
rest and our rest. From there I’ve traced this progressively through a series
of questions to the “Holy of Holies” in our relationship with Him. Much of it
is written in the first person. That’s because I’ve got to the place in life
where, in spite of everything, I long to give myself to Him emotionally,
intimately and passionately. The pattern is taken from Song of Solomon. Come,
share our passion!
Jim &
Phyllida Strickland
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2 He makes me lie down in green pastures,
he leads me beside quiet waters,
Psalms 23:2 TNIV
20 But the wicked are like the tossing sea;
for it cannot be quiet, and its waters toss up mire and dirt. 21
There is no peace," says my God, "for
the wicked."
Isaiah 57:20-21 ESV
28 Then Jesus said, "Come to Me, all of
you who are weary and carry heavy burdens, and I will give you rest.
Matthew 11:28 NLT
7 Rest in the LORD and wait
patiently for Him; Do not fret because of him who prospers in his way, Because
of the man who carries out wicked schemes.
Psalms 37:7 NASB
10 For all who have entered into God's rest
have rested from their labours, just as God did after creating the
world.
Hebrews 4:10 NLT
9 So do not be attracted by strange, new
ideas. Your strength comes from God's grace, not from rules about
food, which don't help those who follow them.
Hebrews 13:9 NLT
14 Then we will no longer be little children,
tossed and carried about by all kinds of teachings that change like the wind.
We will no longer be influenced by people who use cunning and clever
strategies to lead us astray. 15 Instead,
as we lovingly speak the truth, we will grow up completely in our
relationship to Christ, who is the head.
Ephesians 4:14-15 GW
3 Like the finest apple tree in the orchard is my lover among other
young men. I sit in his delightful shade and
taste his delicious fruit. 4 He
escorts me to the banquet hall; it's obvious how much he loves me.
Song of Solomon 2:3-4 NLT
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Why is it that we have to rest? Is it because we’re tired?
Perhaps we’ve had more than enough and need to be inspired?
Perhaps we’re feeling lazy and want to lay about?
If that’s your motivation, the outcome is in doubt!
So why is it God rested when creation was all done?
Do you think He’d had enough and now He wanted fun?
The Lord is never tired. He can’t run out of “vim”!
Throughout the endless ages, there’s been no tiring Him.
The Lord has need of nothing. He’s constantly the same.
In everything He’s perfect with no desire for fame.
You surely cannot “fit” Him in any kind of mould.
His justice, power and mercy, by man should be extolled!
Of course He is eternal and we are merely clay.
And far above our thinking is how He’ll be always.
He has no hidden weaknesses except perhaps His love.
He loves us to infinity, beyond the stars above.
So much, He sent His only Son to earth so He could die
For then we could return to Him. Please do not ask me why.
In Him we have our being. In Him we move and live.
The air we breathe, the food we eat; to us He chose to give.
But He will not control us. He wants us to be free,
To worship Him and serve him and love Him passionately.
And yet there are the occasions when He is in control.
He makes me lie in pastures green as Shepherd of my soul!
He grants His peace to those of us who honour and obey.
But wicked men are tossed around, in muck and mire and clay.
Whenever I feel weary, To Him I always go.
I take His yoke upon me. It’s comfortably slow!
He tells me to be patient; in Him I take my rest.
And when I’m at my weakest, He tells me I am blessed.
He’s tells me to be honest; admit it when I’m wrong.
I sit in His delightful shade; His arms round me are strong.
The Lord God is my Lover, my Master, Lord and King.
And I, a lowly bond-slave, I wear His wedding ring.
He takes me to the Banquet Hall, where everyone can see,
The depth of our commitment; how much my Lord loves me!
And I will dwell forever, in joy and peace and rest.
The “bride” of the Almighty, I am forever blessed.
Jim Strickland – Written 2nd September
2012
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