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Twelve Against One

Sun, Feb 28, 2010

Devotional

13.  That was my answer to a friend’s text asking how many people I personally know who are unemployed.  Thirteen!  A baker’s dozen wondering if they will keep their house or how they’ll pay this month’s bills. 

Luke 8:14 talks about those whose faith is choked out by life’s worries.  Some of my thirteen unemployed neighbors, friends and family members fall into this category, as do others battling worries over health, relationships and so much more.  Have you felt those storms?  Have the tough economic times caused weeds to grow among the crops of your life?  Has heartache, deception or illness created a tempest around you?  Jesus can quiet it. 

He (Jesus) got up and rebuked the wind and the raging waters; the storm subsided, and all was calm.  ‘Where is your faith?’ he asked his disciples.” Luke 8: 24,25

Jesus’ disciples feared death as a squall came down on the lake.  The problems around them were real, as were their fears.  Yet all became serene with just a word.  And then the next words?  “Where is your faith?”  I’ll show you where.

A woman bled for twelve years.  Anemic and tired. Poverty-stricken from seeking medical advice to no avail.  Her remedy?  Pure, unadulterated faith.  She reached out and touched Jesus’ hem as he walked by.  What the doctors couldn’t accomplish in twelve years changed in seconds.  Instant healing.

Daughter, your faith has healed you.  Go in peace.” Luke 8:46

Two similar situations with two different outcomes.  The disciples and the hemorrhaging woman knew their circumstances were bleak.  Twelve panicked and were chastised.  One reached out and found healing.  Which one do you most want to be like?

This post was written by:Stacy

Stacy - has written 61 posts on "The Intersection"..

My dear husband says I’m feisty, quirky, and spunky. Some friends describe me as sensitive, caring and compassionate. Another friend laughs at my (frequent) cooking mishaps. My daughter thinks I’m a great tea-party companion and, currently, my infant son views me as the milk machine. And who do I say I am? Well, that’s tricky to answer. Definitely all of the above, but so much more. I’m a woman who desperately loves God. I try to follow His will and purposes for my life–sometimes I’m successful, yet many times I fail miserably. Sunsets refresh me and watching the ocean’s waves invigorates me as I view a dance my God orchestrated. Traveling allows me to view God’s distinct fingerprints. Running clears my mind and reading lets me journey to places my budget or time constraints would never accommodate. Being a freelance writer and public speaker is terrifying yet simultaneously immensely gratifying. For more information about me, see the "About Author" pages.

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1 Comments For This Post

  1. Patti Teats Says:

    Stacy,

    I very much needed your thoughts for today. My husband’s job is hanging on by a thin rope. There have been lay offs, numbers are down, etc. Today I was feeling very uneasy knowing in my head that God is our provider but really wondering in my insecure heart. I have memorized many scriptures on worry in the last several years and read many passages on suffering and trials. My humaness took over today for a while but then as I clutched God’s Word in my hands and held it close I felt peace, assurance, and love from my Father God. Matthew 4:4 “Man does not live on bread alone, but on every word that comes from the mouth of God”. That’s how I choose to live! Thank you so much, Stacy.

    Patti

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