“So Moses and Aaron called together these chosen leaders, 18 and they assembled the whole community of Israel on that very day. All the people were registered according to their ancestry by their clans and families. The men of Israel who were twenty years old or older were listed one by one, 19 just as the Lord had commanded Moses. So Moses recorded their names in the wilderness of Sinai.” Numbers 1:17-19 NLT
“Then the Lord gave these instructions to Moses and Aaron: 2 “When the Israelites set up camp, each tribe will be assigned its own area. The tribal divisions will camp beneath their family banners on all four sides of the Tabernacle, but at some distance from it.” Numbers 2:1-2 NLT
God of order,
Right from the beginning of the history of man You created order. The Holy Spirit hovered above a formless, dark and empty earth and day by day it became ordered and took form.
Here in numbers at the outset we see You showing Moses how to order this people so everyone could live at peace and know the plan. With the Tabernacle, the symbol of Your presence, right in the centre. And when they moved there would be no accidents no rushing to get out first. All was ordered.
Sometimes we would pray that life could be like that. Ordered, orderly predictable. To know our place and our time to move and our time to remain. But You did not make life predictable or drab or boring. It is full of blessings and You, God turning up unexpectedly, if we would look. It can be hard and then You hold us up and even carry us. Sometimes You comfort us through as a parent comforts a child. I have known many occasions when in disorder You have been there bringing me through lifes mess.
Order our steps Lord. Bring us to times when we can be in the right place at the right time. And help us keep You in the centre. We need Your order, keeping us through the mess life can be!
In Jesus name we pray, Amen.
Worship Monday 3rd March 2025
Verse four . . .
Dear Lord and Father of mankind,
forgive our foolish ways;
re-clothe us in our rightful mind,
in purer lives thy service find,
in deeper reverence praise.
2 In simple trust like theirs who heard,
beside the Syrian sea,
the gracious calling of the Lord,
let us, like them, without a word
rise up and follow thee.
3 O Sabbath rest by Galilee!
O calm of hills above,
where Jesus knelt to share with thee
the silence of eternity,
interpreted by love!
4 Drop thy still dews of quietness,
till all our strivings cease;
take from our souls the strain and stress,
and let our ordered lives confess
the beauty of thy peace.
5 Breathe through the heats of our desire
thy coolness and thy balm;
let sense be dumb, let flesh retire;
speak through the earthquake, wind, and fire,
O still small voice of calm.
Lyrics: John Greenleaf Whittier