In the sacred ground of this
present moment, I find myself seeking a path, a direction for the remaining
years of my life. I want it to have mattered that I walked upon this earth. Has
my life made a difference? Rhetorical questions without answers… for now.
Maybe it’s the Lenten season. I
desire a closer walk with Him who loves my soul. I want to pour out the oil of
my devotion on His feet, wash them with my tears and dry them with my hair… if only
I had hair like that woman we have read of so often.
Or maybe just to get close enough
to Him to touch the hem of his garment so I could be cured of my infirmity like
the woman with the issue of blood. Can you imagine her? This poor woman
couldn’t attend the temple and worship because of her “issue.” Mine may not be
the same as hers, but I do indeed have an issue. What about you? What is your
issue? What is it that keeps you from pure worship?
Lord, deliver us! Prepare us for
worship. Keep us from evil that we may not sin against You or the family of
believers. Help us to have the eyes of Christ and the stamina to do what You
ask. Forgive us for the times we have turned our backs upon those in need. In Jesus’ name I pray!
4 Show me how you work, God;
School me in your ways.
5 Take me by the hand;
Lead me down the path of truth.
You are my Savior, aren't you?
6 Mark the milestones of your mercy and love, God;
Rebuild the ancient landmarks!