Sunday, May 15, 2016

A Season of Glorious Disorder

Repeat and or meditate on this verse until your thoughts are centered on God.
When you hide your face,
confused creatures yearn.
When you take their breath,
to dust they return.
When you send your Spirit,
created are they.
The face of the earth
you renew every day.
 —Psalm 104:29-30
Suggested tune: Lyons (

When the day of Pentecost had come, they were all together in one place. And suddenly from heaven there came a sound like the rush of a violent wind, and it filled the entire house where they were sitting. Divided tongues, as of fire, appeared among them, and a tongue rested on each of them. All of them were filled with the Holy Spirit and began to speak in other languages, as the Spirit gave them ability.
—Acts 2:1-4
...all propriety was scattered to the winds. They were so glad, so exhilarated—that they were ready to leap for joy! Of course we never say, "Amen," or, "Glory!" now. We have grown to be so frozenly proper that we never interrupt a service in any way, because, to tell the truth, we are not so particularly glad, we are not so specially full of praise that we want to do anything of the sort! Alas, we have lost very much of the Spirit of God and much of the joy and gladness which attend his presence—and so we have settled into a decorous apathy! We gather the links of propriety instead of the palm branches of praise.

May God send us a season of glorious disorder! Oh for a sweep of wind that will set the seas in motion and make our ironclad Brethren now lying so quietly at anchor to roll from stem to stern! As for us, who are as the little ships, we will fly before the gale if it will but speed us to our desired haven! Oh for fire to fall again—fire which shall affect the most stolid! This is a sure remedy for indifference. When a flake of fire falls into a man's bosom, he knows it. And when the Word of God comes home to a man's soul, he knows it, too. Oh that such fire might first sit upon the disciples and then fall on all around!
 —Charles Spurgeon
Come, Holy Spirit, lamplighter, midwife of change, comforter, disturber, inspirer, and advocate: Come, fill the church with the gifts earth can neither produce nor afford. Come, fill our lives with that rich mixture of peace and restlessness, calm and enthusiasm, which are the hallmarks of holiness. Come, promised Spirit of God, find your way and make your home among your people...
 Common Order, Church of Scotland
Allow the above to help guide your own confession, praise, thanksgiving, and/or petition.

Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy Name. Thy kingdom come, thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread; and forgive us our debts as we forgive our debtors; and lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil; for thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory forever. Amen.
 —Matthew 6:9-13

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