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Sunday, July 6, 2025

Lingering


He had shown himself alive to them after his Passion by many demonstrations: for forty days he had continued to appear to them and tell them about the kingdom of God.

Ac 1:2–3

The New Jerusalem Bible (New York: Doubleday, 1985)


This lingering for forty days is the crowning proof of Christ’s tender regard for His little flock. He who had laid down His life for them is loath to leave them. Though they had forsaken Him, and doubted Him, they had not wearied, much less had they worn out, His love. He stays to look again, and yet again, and yet again, upon them, as if turning back and lingering to bless them. It is all of a piece with His life of love. Everywhere He meets them without a touch of upbraiding, without recalling a single memory of all His bitter suffering, revealing Himself to the disciples with a tenderness and blessedness indescribably beautiful.

How can He go till He has healed the Magdalene’s broken heart? He must linger till poor Peter can venture near to have his forgiveness assured. He must stay to strengthen Thomas’ faith. He must tarry with them till He has made them feel that He is just the same friendly, brotherly Jesus that He has ever been, caring for them in their work, watching them with a yearning pity, stooping to kindle a fire for their warmth, and to cook the fish for their meal, and then to bid them come and dine.


Mark Guy Pearse

Samuel G. Hardman and Dwight Lyman Moody, Thoughts for the Quiet Hour (Willow Grove, PA: Woodlawn Electronic Publishing, 1997)


The Lord, upon rising from the tomb, lingered to reveal the truth of His purpose and of His risen personage to those who were His followers, that they might know He is the son of God. It is not lost on us that this truth is for us as well. Even though we were not there to witness this wonderous time with them, the gospel is left by those who were there so that we may also know the truth of His love and gentle heart. He lingered among the disciples and believers as if to say "I am here and still love all. Be of gentile heart and strong faith until I return again."


May the good Lord bless you and keep you safe.

Remember to "Always Love The Details."

Wednesday, April 2, 2025

Unseen

 


  Ye shall receive power after the Holy Ghost is come upon you and ye shall be witness unto me                                                                    Acts 1:8


Look at it! Think of it! A hundred and twenty men and women having no patronage, no promise of any earthly favor, no endowment, no wealth—a company of men and women having to get their living by common daily toil, and busied with all the household duties of daily life and yet they are to begin the conquest of Christianity! To them is entrusted a work which is to turn the world upside down. None so exalted but the influence of this lowly company shall reach to them, until the throne of the Caesars is claimed for Christ. None so far off but the power of this little band gathered in an upper room shall extend to them until the whole world is knit into a brotherhood! Not a force is there on the earth, either of men or devils, but they shall overcome it, until every knee shall bow to their Master, and every tongue shall confess that He is Lord.

A thing impossible, absurd, look at it as you will, until you admit this—they are to be filled with the Holy Ghost. Then difficulties melt into the empty air. Then there is no limit to their hopes, for there is no limit to their power. Their strength is not only “as the strength of ten,” it is as the strength of the Almighty.

This is Christ’s idea of Christianity; the idea not of man—it is infinitely too sublime—the idea of God!

                                                                Mark Guy Pearse


Samuel G. Hardman and Dwight Lyman Moody, Thoughts for the Quiet Hour (Willow Grove, PA: Woodlawn Electronic Publishing, 1997).


No visible trace of the Holy Spirit is more visible than the loving presence of those who host it. It is the word manifest in a human host.