Mark 5 vv 20-34: If I can just touch his clothes, I’ll be rescued

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Jesus went off with him. A large crowd followed, and pressed in on him.

A woman who had had internal bleeding for twelve years heard about Jesus. (She’d had a rough time at the hands of one doctor after another; she’d spent all she had on treatment, and had got worse rather than better.) She came up in the crowd behind him and touched his clothes. ‘If I can just touch his clothes,’ she said to herself, ‘I’ll be rescued.’ At once her flow of blood dried up. She knew, in her body, that her illness was cured.

Jesus knew at once, inside himself, that power had gone out of him. He turned around in the crowd and said, ‘Who touched my clothes?’

‘You see this crowd crushing you,’ said the disciples, ‘and you say “Who touched me?”?’

He looked round to see who had done it. The woman came up; she was afraid and trembling, but she knew what had happened to her. She fell down in front of him and told him the whole truth.

‘My daughter,’ Jesus said to her, ‘your faith has rescued you. Go in peace. Be healed from your illness.’

Mark 5 vv 20-34, New Testament for Everyone

Simeon praises the Lord

What kind of person was Simeon?  Why does it say that Jesus’ parents were surprised at what he said?  What new things do we learn?

Tomorrow’s a fourth Sunday in the month, so no morning Explore meeting, but in the afternoon, a Bible Study at Colin and Annette’s, looking at Luke 2 and Simeon. Children are welcome.  Please bring some cake.

4.30 – 6pm, Karibu, Sandhill Street, Ottery St Mary.   We start with tea and cakes and then study.

Rend Collective: Turn my lament into an anthem

A great new song from Irish band Rend Collective a song of worship in response to terror attacks.

“We felt it was fitting to let you hear this lament we’ve written today. We can’t make the pain go away. We refuse to provide cheap, shallow answers. But hopefully this song can give us some vocabulary to bring our raw, open wounds before the wounded healer, who weeps with us in our distress. We pray that we can begin to raise a costly, honest and broken hallelujah. That is what it means to worship in Spirit and in Truth.”

Weep with me,
Lord will You weep with me?
I don’t need answers, all I need
Is to know that You care for me.
Hear my plea,
Are You even listening?
Lord I will wrestle with Your heart
But I won’t let You go.

You know I believe
Help my unbelief

(and) Yet I will praise You,
Yet I will sing of Your name.
Here in the shadows
I’ll light up an offering of praise.
What was true in the light,
Is still true in the dark.
You’re good and You’re kind
And You care for this heart.
Lord I believe,
(that) You weep with me.

Continue reading “Rend Collective: Turn my lament into an anthem”

The Shack: Have you noticed I have never really acted in that capacity with you?

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“Have you noticed that even though you call me Lord and King, I have never really acted in that capacity with you? I’ve never taken control of your choices or forced you to do anything, even when what you were about to do was destructive or hurtful to yourself and others.”

The Shack, Wm. Paul Young, pp 144-6.

Here it is in context in the book, The Shack:

The beauty was staggering. He could make out the shack, where smoke leisurely rose from the red, brick chimney as it nestled against the greens of the orchard and forest. But dwarfing it all was a massive range of mountains that hovered above and behind, like sentinels standing guard. Mack simply sat, Jesus next to him, and inhaled the visual symphony.

“You do great work!” he said softly.

“Thank you, Mack, and you’ve seen so little. For now most of what exists in the universe will only be seen and enjoyed by me, like special canvasses in the back of an artist’s studio, but one day… And can you imagine this scene if the earth was not at war, striving so hard just to survive?”

“And you mean what, exactly?”

“Our earth is like a child who has grown up without parents, having no one to guide and direct her.” As Jesus spoke, Continue reading “The Shack: Have you noticed I have never really acted in that capacity with you?”

How Many Kings?

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Follow the star to a place unexpected
Would you believe, after all we’ve projected,
A child in a manger?
Lowly and small, the weakest of all
Unlikeliest hero, wrapped in his mother’s shawl
Just a child
Is this who we’ve waited for?

‘Cause how many kings step down from their thrones
How many lords have abandoned their homes?
How many greats have become the least for me?
And how many gods have poured out their hearts
To romance a world that is torn all apart
How many fathers gave up their sons for me? Continue reading “How Many Kings?”