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Friday, May 10, 2019

Nomad: By Faith: Prayers and Poetry



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Nomad

Was it hard to awake
every morning to an
unfamiliar atmosphere
whether wind or bird or scent?

Groggily leave life-long
territory, childhood memories,
well-worn paths walked
even in sleep.

Focus now on present terrain
geographic manual
newly minted.
Wonder at nomad lifestyle.

Psalm 104:10, “He sends for the springs in the valleys; They flow between the mountains;”



Wednesday, May 8, 2019

Reflection Questions: Daily: By Faith: Prayers and Poetry



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Reflection Questions


1. We all need some degree of structure in our lives in order to accomplish anything but we also each have a comfort zone on that scale. Where is yours?

2. How do you cope when pushed out of it? Do you see it as a word from the Lord or as an intrusion? Or both?

3. Do you see all of your life as under God’s authority to command or only certain parts?

4. Read John 12: 49-50.


Share: Which is harder for you to experience each morning, a day of routine or a day of interruptions? Literally or spiritually?


Monday, May 6, 2019

Daily: By Faith: Prayers and Poetry


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Hebrews 11:9, “By faith he stayed for a time in the land he had been promised, as in a foreign land, living in tents, as did Isaac and Jacob, who were heirs with him of the same promise.”

Daily

Nomads who didn’t follow mercantile routes or grazing lands, weather patterns or time-set agendas, but waited for a word—the word—from God alone when to stay and when to go.

Were they anxious for the signal to move when as outsiders they were regarded with such distrust they would post a sentry each night? Or so settled in comfort and plenty they dreaded the call to go. Perhaps even pleaded a little—we still have some tent repairs, a child is teething, the lambs and calves are too wobbly to travel a distance.

Or, a house divided. Some up early to eagerly explore the new geography and meet the neighbors. Others huddled near familiar daily routines grasping at permanence in fluctuating days.

All waiting—all trusting in a word spoken—looking to be shaped by kairos time instead of daily uncertainty. Learning to live by spiritual roots instead of geographic. Knowing that the when and the where and the why and for how long belonged to the Lord.

Lord, please guide us into a new way of living each day. Ground us into Your word and Your Spirit so that our foundation is Your will, Your Purpose, and in Your timing. Help us to be willing to change our agendas at the sound of Your voice.


Your thoughts,



 
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