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Monday, February 18, 2013

Why NOT Give Your Mind over to the Author of Wisdom?

Why would a person NOT give his heart and mind over to the Author of reason and wisdom? Why 
not love Him with all your heart, soul, mind, and strength?

Because sin has made him mad and he seeks death rather than life. Jer 10:23 "O LORD, I know 

that the way of man is not in himself: it is not in man that walketh to direct his steps." 

Man becomes utterly foolish by fooling himself that there is no god, that the evidence is not clear. 

"The transgression of the wicked saith within my heart, that there is no fear of God before his 
eyes. For he flattereth himself in his own eyes, until his iniquity be found to be hateful." Ps. 36:1,2 
How precious is this entire Psalm 36. Read it, saint, and rejoice and trust.

How can you teach a man whose eyes are closed and his fist clenched against the God who made 

him? How can a poor sinner like me teach a man who is not taught of God? I can tell Him the 
sweet story of Jesus and recount the glories of the Cross, and then my quiver is empty. This is the 
reason for the hope that lies within me, for it is based on nothing else. But I can pray, and that is 
not nothing.

Joh 6:45 It is written in the prophets, And they shall be all taught of God. Every man therefore 

that hath heard, and hath learned of the Father, cometh unto me.

Isa 54:13 And all thy children shall be taught of the LORD; and great shall be the peace of thy 


Sunday, February 17, 2013

Prayer and Meditation on Isaiah 53:4-6

Isaiah 53:4-6 Meditation and Prayer

“Surely he hath borne our griefs, and carried our sorrows: yet we did esteem him stricken, smitten of God,
and afflicted.  But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement
of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.  All we like sheep have gone astray; we have
turned every one to his own way; and the LORD hath laid on him the iniquity of us all.” (Isa 53:4-6)


Our Precious Father in Heaven, we come before you as your people, those whom You have purchased with
your own blood.

We know that you have borne our griefs and our sorrows. We did not know how miserable and tragic was
our condition, O Lord, but You knew. You bore our griefs and our sorrows on Your cross, we do confess. 
We affirm that our sins and our transgressions were the cause of our misery and our sorrows, but You bore
them because You bore our sins.

How men and women have suffered since the beginning of the world, O Lord! We come into the world in
pain and crying; we suffer many infirmities and pains in body and soul in the course of our lives, and go out in
agony and suffering. Some have suffered their whole lives and found no remedy in drugs, doctors, or
hospitals. How awful has Thy curse been upon the sons of Adam because of sins!  The world is nothing
more than a vast graveyard where the bones of uncounted generations lie waiting the resurrection of the
dead. Some because of decay, fire, desolation have left not even their bones, but You know and Your
power will bring them forth in the last day.

But you bore all our sorrows and griefs and sins, dear Lord, although the world did not know You. They
mocked You and thought You were accursed of God, as You were, for You took our sins and curse upon
You so that we could be cleansed and blessed of God. It was our iniquities that bruised You; it was the
winning of our peace with the justice of our and Your God that brought the lash of God upon You. It was
Your agony and shed blood and broken body which bring healing to our souls and our bodies at the
resurrection of the dead.

For You, Oh our gracious and heavenly Father, made Him to be sin for us, Who knew no sin, that we might
be made the righteousness of God in Him. Our sins were laid on Him, so that we might be clothed in His
righteousness; this we do believe and confess, O God, and our hearts are made glad, even though we weep
for His sufferings.


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