Monday, August 18, 2014

I Shall be Telling This with a Gulp

I type the following with a gulp.

'Come, my sweetest Jesus, that I may now be inseparably united to Thee in time and eternity:  welcome ropes, hurdles, gibbets, knives, and butchery; welcome for the love of Jesus, my Savior.' (St. Henry Morse)

I was okay until the ropes.

I can pray the first line of that prayer with all my heart.  I'm able to sing it, rejoice in it, even make it into an aspiration to repeat throughout the day.

But I gulp when I read about the ropes, and the knives, and the butchery.  But then, I'm not in the position of St. Henry, who apparently said these words while facing martyrdom in 1645.

I've been thinking about the sorts of things I'm willing (and not willing) to face if I am going to truly follow Christ.  Things I sometimes encounter in the midst of my ordinary, regular, day-to-day life.

Knives (I've realized) do not have to be physical to hurt us.  Anyone who has ever been sliced by words knows the truth of this.  The butchery of gossip?  Of being mocked or belittled?  Of being verbally attacked for standing up for the Gospel?  It can be brutal.  To remain true to Jesus when we know we'll be cut down for loving and obeying Him - well, that takes grace. 

Thankfully, He provides all the grace we need, just when we need it.  All we must do is accept, and trust, and hand ourselves over to Him (not to 'them,' but to Him) when we are presented with opportunities to do so.

I am convinced that we can reach out for His grace and stand strong for Jesus Christ.  Even in the midst of our gulps. 

'When the hour comes, you will be given what you are to say.  You yourselves will not be the speakers; the Spirit of your Father will be speaking in you.'  (Matthew 10:19-20)

Painting:  Stefano Novo, The Gossips, in US public domain due to age {{PD-1923}}


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  1. Oh my gosh. Exactly! Just recently, I was 'talked down to' on a social site for homeschool moms. From a much younger mom than I. A mom less experienced. And it was embarrassing. Instead of replying, I prayed for the grace to walk away. And I did. It was SO hard to though. Really hard. The next morning, I went back onto the social site and low and behold, another mother came to my rescue. She being even older than I and more experienced in homeschooling had the perfect reply. She did it more eloquently than I could have. I think that was God saying, I have your back. But gosh! Staying quiet and walking away, asking God for help, well that doesn't happen as often as I should do it.

    1. Oh, it is so tough to walk away, isn't it, Patty?! I love God's way of letting you know He has your back!!!! But gosh... I know these things are so hard to deal with sometimes.


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