Welcome to Day 5 of Chapter 2 from Arise and Shine. Today, Anna is sharing a prayer, a Scripture, a poem of praise and a link to a praise and a worship song.
Father, thank You for all the ways You are proving Your presence and resurrection power in and through us. Open our eyes more and more to recognize Your love at work in us.
Today, we choose to celebrate Your fencing in as Your way of setting us apart unto Your purposes. Thank You that the pain we feel in our hemming in is proof that You are at work in our hearts, making us more like You.
Help us to yield to Your labor of love. Thank You for Your training of us in righteousness that proves we are Your beloved children and that You are a good Father, who cares deeply about us.
Help us through each fencing in to bring forward Your Promise to clothe us in pure white linen. Make us overcomers in Your Name. Search and know us from the inside out. Uncover any offensive ways at work in us and lead us in Your everlasting way. Cast out all fear of punishment in us through the work of Your perfect love that we might come boldly before the throne of grace in our time of need.
Create in us a clean heart. Renew a right spirit within us and restore unto us the joy of our salvation. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.
THANK YOU, LORD
Thank You, LORD For grace That covers me For innocence You've paid In scourge And pain so cruel I'll never know.
Thank You, LORD For giving me What's undeserved Of cruel and harsh This heart here turned To selfish tides And prideful waves To anger's chains And holding reigns.
Thank You, LORD For love so great It reaches deeper still Than cruel and harsh Than selfish pride and anger's reigns To all accuser's claims Would rather hide From sight unseen In shame to chain.
Thank You, LORD For fencing tight In holy linen white For Spirit drawing in And holding tight The dust of desert's strife From hardened heart to strip And righteous wrap In dazzling white Of undeserved bright.
Thank You, LORD That washing dazzling white You speak each hidden sight The pain, the fears and doubts I know not bleed beneath My heart to cast and pour My cup not just outward cleanse But inward search to know In Spirit wash From death to Life.
Thank You, LORD For grace That covers me For innocence You've paid In scourge And pain so cruel I'll never know.
Sometimes God’s fencing in comes through the experience of loss. Losing loved ones, losing the abilities and jobs we once had due to deteriorating health, losing friendships, losing our homes. Perhaps you too have tasted multiple loss and are feeling the pain of these losses deeply today.
May this poem the LORD gifted Anna, in the pain of multiple losses, bless you also. May the Holy Spirit move through it to bring His comfort to your heart also.
I WILL NOT LEAVE YOU ORPHANED
I will not leave you orphaned You know what it is to lose To lose such precious life But I tell you, I have come To give you life Abundant life.
On those days your heart begins to ache On those days you feel forsaken All alone Lean into Me Tell Me all your pain, be not ashamed But share your yearning deep.
I will not leave you orphaned Cry those tears and share those fears Pour every doubt into My waiting bowl And I'll reflect My Truth there back to you I'll place My hand upon your shoulder Not turn away, but turn toward.
Your friend for life Not just for here, but into all eternity I'm in you now and I'll never leave Even when you tell Me You can't take that one more step.
You see, I know you can't And that's why I'm here To lead You here on Me to rest To lay your head between My shoulders To sleep secure, knowing I won't leave.
I will not leave you orphaned When your body, mind and soul here give away I'll hold you tight My water to your lips so parched I'll raise My bread to famished body gift.
I've chosen you. I've always wanted you. This path I've set before you Is the path I have entrusted you. It's yours to walk, but not alone.
The God of glory, He'll secure your passage My righteousness will pave your way. When you pray, I'll answer you. When you call for help, then I'll say "Here I am." (Isaiah 58: 6 - 12 MSG)
I will not leave you orphaned Even when all you see Is no way through. Don't grab the reigns or blame another, But turn to Me.
And know that as you give And as you share Your empty, nothing My full and plenty here becomes. I'm all you'll ever need.
No, I will not leave you orphaned, For I've adopted you for life To live and move and have your being In Me. For My yoke of love is easy And my burden, light.
Father God, thank You for Your tender heart of compassion toward us in our earthly losses. Thank You for carrying the pain of each of our losses on Your Cross, so that You can now draw near to us through Your Spirit and lift the weight of our burdens.
Thank You for showing us through the story of Lazarus that even though You too knew he would rise again, You wept with Mary in her loss. Thank you for mourning with us, as we grieve. Thank You for opening Your arms to us in every loss.
Father, help us to trust You with our pain. Help us to unburden our hearts and receive Your comfort in this place. Remind us, again and again, that You will never ever leave or forsake us. We know this truth in our minds, but we ask You to root this truth deeper and deeper into our hearts, through Your fencing in.
Show us the power of Your living and active Word. Set us free in You, for You are the Truth, the Way and the Life. Show us the freedom of Your light yoke of grace. Teach us to walk in the light of Your truth. Give us an undivided heart that we might fear Your Name above all else.
Thank You that You take what the enemy meant for evil and turn it good. Show us how You are doing that in this place of loss. Thank You for all the ways You are drawing us unto Yourself in this fencing in.
Open our eyes to see and embrace each gift of grace. Help us to bring forward Your free will offering of purity in this fencing in, that You may clothe us in Your fresh white linen that declares us overcomers in Your Name. Thank You for perfecting Your power in our every weakness.
We love You. We thank You and we honor You for who You are. Praise You! In Jesus’ precious Name, Amen.
Have you ever noticed that God gathers us together in the most unlikely ways? Have you ever noticed that every way He sets us apart is His Way of joining us together in His suffering?
Sometimes, chronic illness or trauma can make us start to believe God has sidelined us, set us aside. It can even make us feel like we don’t truly belong in God’s family, or that we are second-rate citizens somehow. We can believe that God’s beautiful setting apart, the breaking of His Bread of Life, is His rejection of us.
But then God begins to open our eyes. He cups our face in His hands and lifts our eyes up and away from the ground. It’s then we begin to see how He is building His dwelling place in our hearts and our very midst. How He is weaving our lives together with people we never would have met, were it not for the suffering He has invited us to join Him in.
As He lifts our eyes to His, we suddenly see how He has been breaking the box we had tried to put Him in. How He has been leading us out into His yearning world for His good good purposes: to recognize Him and honor Him in those we previously would have ignored, or even condemned in their need.
It’s then we see how our very weakness is becoming the birthing place for new life: in us and in others through us. How He is using our very weakness to gather us together the world over, to restore His broken Body.
We suddenly see how His Spirit is laboring in intercession in and through us. How He is unveiling His goodness and mercy before our very eyes. How He is inviting us to celebrate His holy breath in every child of His He sends us, as we begin to see His Promises alive and kicking in them and through them, in ourselves.
We see how He is causing us, just as He did Peter, to now live out the very Word He had long ago put into our mouths to speak. We see how His humbling in our weakness has been His Way of setting us free to walk in His purposes, unafraid and unashamed.
In the flesh, we see the now: but Jesus sees eternity. All made whole and complete in Him already and He’s always inviting us to come sit up there in the heavenlies with Him to see what He sees. To live by faith and not by sight.
Have you too noticed that it suddenly changes everything to realize that we were busy grieving something God has already restored? And yet it’s in entering into that pain of our setting apart, and finding Him present there, that this new sight comes. It’s as we join Him in His suffering that He catches our every tear and turns our mourning into dancing, at the sound of His Voice.
Oh how easy it is to try and push through the pain, to numb it away, to detach ourselves from it or to sink into it as our just deserves, as bitter tears flow. But right there in the midst of that pain, Jesus is inviting us to come in and sup with Him.
He is not ashamed of us in our weakness. It is His gift to us, that He might unveil His power in us, right there.
Just as He did with Peter, He breaks us apart from those we idolize, in our weakness, not to hurt us or to divide His Body. No, He breaks us apart to build us back up in His pure and unadulterated Word and to unify us all by the power of His Spirit.
For, it’s in our weakness and setting apart from others, we begin to hear Christ calling us into His death and resurrection. It’s then we realize, like Peter, that it is not man or our own ability that gives us the authority to live out and speak the Word God has called us to. It is God and God alone.
It’s then we grow in the confidence of God’s calling upon our lives, releasing the path our lives take into His hands also. Like Peter, as Christ continually asks us to take up our Cross, to face persecution for doing the will of God, Christ enables us to abide in Him and His comfort. He enables us to keep loving and forgiving others, as He cleanses us from all unrighteousness.
And in our suffering for doing the will of God, it is such a gift knowing that it is Christ who is performing and completing each good work in and through us. In this freeing knowledge we can begin to rejoice in our sufferings for the sake of others, as we recognize that in our flesh we are filling up what is lacking in Christ’s afflictions for the sake of his body, that is, the church (Colossians 1:24). We can praise our God, “who in Christ always leads us in triumphal procession, and through us spreads the fragrance of the knowledge of him everywhere.” (2 Corinthians 2:14, ESV).
For, even when the Words we speak and live out appear to fall on deaf ears, we can be assured that God is at work, spreading His fragrance far and wide and taking the Word deeper into our own hearts. Each time He calls us to surrender others into His hands, is a new opportunity to die to ourselves and live unto Christ Jesus and His power to save us and those we love. It is God’s invitation to be cleansed by the Word of truth and grace, as He reminds of His eternal Promises.
As we sit together with Jesus this week and in the weeks to come, may He continue to open our eyes to see and celebrate Him binding us together in love into a dwelling place in which He lives, by the power of His Spirit.
May Christ slow us to savor His beautiful heart in our setting apart for His glorious purposes. May we see His love and mercy flowing freely in this womb of His choosing. In this dark place may we see Him growing new life in us to be birthed in His beautiful timing.
May God help us not to push through the pain we feel, nor to turn away from the pain in shame. May He help us instead to enter into the pain we feel to find Him so very present there. May we see His heart of compassion and mercy growing so strong in us, as His intercession begins to flow freely in and through us, as we enter into His suffering. May we see Him give us beauty for ashes, as He fills us with the faith and trust to believe Him at His Word.
May specific Promises from His Word rise up within us, as the Holy Spirit compels us to bring them forward to Jesus as beautiful freewill offerings, filled with His breath. May each Promise that flows directly from the throne of God, wash over our hearts, cleansing us of all unrighteousness and quickening our hearts to beat in tune to His. May He lift any heavy yoke of responsibility we have taken upon our shoulders, enabling us to die to ourselves and arise afresh in Him.
May we daily arise and shine afresh in Christ Jesus, as He opens our hearts to see and celebrate all the ways in which we “too are being built together to become a dwelling in which God lives by His Spirit.” (Ephesians 2:22). May we recognize each setting apart as His way of building His dwelling place, not through human hands but through the power of His Holy Spirit.
May we continually be reminded of the sovereign hands of our mighty God who holds all together by the power of His mighty Word and breath. May we see the beauty of the path of His choosing for our lives.
May our Abba Father show us that “Christ did not enter a holy place made with hands, a mere copy of the true one, but into heaven itself, now to appear in the presence of God for us.” (Hebrews 9:24, ESV). May we see the power of His loving labor of intercession at work in us and those gathered around us, the world over. May Christ be magnified in our midst.
Dear Holy Father, Precious Son, and Beautiful Spirit,
We bow here before you, awed at the beauty of your plans. You have set before us YOUR ways to bring freedom.
Will you cleanse our hearts and wash away the sin and the dross that we have chosen in place of you? Will you set our vision upon the beauty of You instead of the world? Will you bring YOUR holiness into our offerings?
Transform these offerings into YOUR freedom, and come to us Lord. Will you make your dwelling place in our humbled hearts? WE are YOUR people, and YOU are the ONE we long to worship.
Abba Father, we pray in your Son Jesus’ Name, Amen
Our Invitation to You
Join us here each day this week, at the feet of Jesus, as we add another portion of Chapter 1: A Dwelling Place. Each devotional, prayer and poem we will add here daily is filled with free will offerings Christ invited us to lay at His feet. Now, we invite you to join us, through our sharing here, in bringing your own personal free will offerings before the LORD, through the power of His Holy Spirit at work in us all.
This is My Word Flowing Through you In truth Kissing grace I'm declaring My children Mine.
Each word You pen My song Is singing In Spirit And truth My children A hope And a future In every Promise I AM Declaring.
Sealed In My blood And raised From the tomb Feast now In broken bread And new wine Flowing into New wineskins: Mine.
For, My goodness And My mercy Has been Chasing you Beautifully opening you More and more To love From the hands And feet of Your servant King Who loved you First. For, I've Anointed you Not to boast In your pride But in your Weakness That My Perfecting work May now rise To sing. For, in Christ alone Your offering A free-will Offering Has Become For I build My Temple In truth And grace.
Sing of how:
My Body's tears I gather Into joy Transforming.
My Body's fears I uncover Into awe Exchanging.
My Body's doubts I lay bare Into faith Transforming.
My Body's pride I uncover For My pride in them Exchanging.
My Body's hurt I release Into My oil of mercy Transforming.
Don't you see? I've anointed you Refined you In fires pure Washed you In living water You are My gift of Hope To the world.
Now go! Awake Don't hide the lamp I've given you Under a bushel But shine your light Brightly On My hill.
Let Me lift the veil To reveal My Beloved Bride Unto the world That I may Come unto her.
For, I am Pouring out My jealous love Upon the altar Of My Broken Body.
I am laying her Before Me open Freely and wholly In My living sacrifice Holy and pleasing I AM Lifting her up Unto Me Alone.
See and smell My sweet incense Raising Christ Awaking My living stones Building A spiritual house Acceptable In Christ alone.
Arise and shine Beloved You are Mine!
Dear Lord Jesus,
Thank You for making us your very own dear children, and calling us by Your name. We are humbled and speechless because we have felt our nameless-ness. We see our weaknesses that rise to the surface here. And in this place you wash us with Your blood freely poured for us. Our foreheads are sealed with the name given by Your Holy Spirit now. We scarce can take it in: we are Your Beloved.
Oh, how our hearts long to sit at Your feet, to wash Your feet with our tears. Those tears that were born in the pain of the refining and the purifying, they are caught here, each one saved in Your bottle of remembrance. For we have joined in Your suffering, eaten of Your bread, and fellowshipped with You, our sweet Savior.
And now we receive, in this place of brokenness, the merciful oil of Your intercession for us. Our prayers become mingled with Yours, and the incense of Your presence wafts over us here. Oh, that others could know the joy that we have tasted with You! Let Your name be known among our loved ones, those ones who have always been Yours first, before You brought them to us. Our prayers rise for them now.
We will rise and run in the path of Your commands–Your Words spoken over us and created within us–as Your Spirit carries us. We praise You, our Holy and Righteous Lover of our Soul.