“So he returned home to his father. And while he was still a long way off, his father saw him coming. Filled with love and compassion, he ran to his son, embraced him, and kissed him. 21 His son said to him, ‘Father, I have sinned against both heaven and you, and I am no longer worthy of being called your son.’ 22 “But his father said to the servants, ‘Quick! Bring the finest robe in the house and put it on him. Get a ring for his finger and sandals for his feet. 23 And kill the calf we have been fattening. We must celebrate with a feast, 24 for this son of mine was dead and has now returned to life. He was lost, but now he is found.’ So the party began.” Luke 15:20-24 NLT
Father of the humble,
Humble pie is not something I am good at. I didn’t go to a distant country like the parodical son. But I can only be honest with You because You know me inside out. I was proud, I lived as if You did not exist. But now I do know how good it feels, it tastes, when I apologise, back down and know You as Lord. When I am wrong I am ready to admit it! And I will never forget how amazing it was when I ate humble pie and met You at the cross.
I love to think there was a party in heaven when I backed down and admitted my need of Your gift of salvation. I love to think the party continued when I turned to walk Your way and admitted You know best. Even if I did not partake in a heavenly feast I did receive a new robe of righteousness (Isaiah 61:10).
We are so blessed, those who hear You call, and who come humbly recognising our need of You. Keep us humble. Recognising even though we are free to go, do and say what we want, living with You is best with Your provision, guidance and love for us.
In Jesus name we pray, Amen
Father of the humble,
We come to You for help for today and for Your blessings upon our friends and family. We give thanks for those we have known and have joined You in glory in these recent days. Bless and comfort their family and friends. We thank You that we will actually be greeted by You one day in heaven. Inspire our church leaders and grow our congregations both in size and righteousness.
We pray for Ukraine and that You would speak an end to war into that conflict and turn darkness into light. Bless and use Your church there and be their refuge.
We humbly ask You to minister to those in Morocco deep in grief and shock and need. Help aid and medical help get through to the far reaches where transport is difficult.
In Jesus name we pray, Amen.
Worship Tuesday 12th Sept 2023
Oh kneel me down again
Here at Your feet
Show me how much You love humility
Oh Spirit be the star that leads me to
The humble heart of love I see in You
You are the God of the broken
Friend of the weak
You wash the feet of the weary
Embrace the ones in need
I want to be like you Jesus
To have this heart in me
You are the God of the humble
You are the humble King
Lyrics: Brenton Brown
Brenton is a dual citizen of South Africa and the U.S. but his life changed when he moved to England and joined the Oxford Vineyard. There he learned song writing from Brian Doerksen and started writing some of the best-loved Christian songs we have today.
But his life changed dramatically when he contracted M.E., the debilitating medical condition. Brenton was sad thinking his days of song writing were over. But then he experienced the revelation of God’s power transforming his life, and wrote: You are the God of the broken the friend of the weak . . .