Day 15 of 47 for Lent Plan

God, I have been enjoying the bible reading plan You have been walking me through. I’m sorry to be so late getting them on, but with Your help we’ll get them on little by little.
No rush. Just convalescing with You, and following Your lead in sharing with others.
YouVersion (a bible app You have blessed me with)
is doing a plan called Lent: Remembering the Life of Jesus.

Day 15 of 47 for Lent Plan – “Miracle: Feeding the 5,000”
Reading: Matthew 14:13-21, Mark 6:30-44, Luke 9:10-17 KJV

Further Study

  • Before Jesus fed the 5,000 he withdrew privately. What has just happened that made Him need solitude? (Matthew 14:6-12)
    – John the Baptist was just killed.
  • What acts did Jesus do before He fed the people?
    – Jesus had healed the sick of the multitude.
  • After the disciples had distributed the bread and fish, they picked up twelve basketfuls of broken, leftover pieces. Do you think there is any significance to the number 12 here? Write your thoughts.
    – The twelve tribes of Israel? The twelve disciples?

Reflect

  • Worship: Write down one attribute of God and worship Him for who He is.
    – Provider/Good Shepherd (feeds His flock)
  • Prayer: Pray for salvation of people in your life who don’t know Jesus.
  • Remembrance: Think about a time someone helped you through your pain. Was it because they were close to you or had they experienced something like it before?
    – There are so many, Lord, and I forget the first one I thought because of a distraction that interrupted us. But as I look back at the question you bring to mind when RL and I were in a great deal of pain from a car accident. Both of our necks were so stiff and our heads hurting that we couldn’t even walk or move. Our brothers (Charlie and Billy) came in from work (they worked the same job) and found us on the couch unable to move.
    Because we refused to go to the hospital to protect our friends who were driving but ran from the scene, Charlie and Billy literally picked us up, carried us to the car, and into the ER. When the doctors told them how serious we were, how it would get much worse for the next day or two, and that we needed to be monitored around the clock, and awakened every hour if we slept, Charlie and Billy took on that responsibility. Charlie became RL’s nurse, and her brother became mine.
    They carried us again to the car and into the house. They took us to our rooms, fixed us something to eat, helped us to eat as they insisted we do, and told us to rest and that they would wake us up (although they instead used a mirror each hour to check our breathing so we could sleep 🙂 ). They stayed with us the whole time, never leaving. And somehow managed to get us each a rose and left them on the bed for us to find when we first got back from the ER. They definitely did it because they were close to us.
    They even lectured us with tough love about protecting the guys who didn’t even care enough about us to make sure we were okay. Their love, protection, and incredible behavior actually influenced us enough to break up with those guys and quit hanging around them. We even ended up dating each other’s brother. RL dated Charlie, and I dated Billy. 🙂 (Charlie and Billy are both in heaven now. Hug them for me, Lord.)
  • Self-Examination: When you are hurting, do you need solitude or to be with people close to you? Ponder your thoughts as to how you process pain.
    – Wow. Good question, Lord. When I’m in pain I tend to try and hide it, to bear it, so as to interfere with anything that draws attention to myself. I do appreciate more than I can say when family and close friends help, even encourage (sometimes insist) that I be open and honest. But I know I tend to be quiet when I am in pain. The stronger the pain, the quieter I stay, even closing my eyes and going inside my head to focus on breathing through it. Not a special breathing technique like the drawing in two deep breaths through the nose and breathing out of the mouth. That makes it worse. As if my body thinks I am working out and wants me to STOP!I just breathe naturally, but focus to do just that. No talking.
    If someone can be patient with that, I’m fine. And it depends also on if I need to hold myself (like my stomach) or loosen clothing, or sit in a funny way, I prefer solitude. I don’t have time or patience for someone making fun of me with a childish “Ewwwww” or “Whyyyy are you doing that?” If my brain lets me focus enough, I pray to You as well.

A Kind Act

  • Write an encouraging note to your child’s teacher or to any teacher.
    – Boyers, Hales (a group message or post on FB)

 

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