Luke and The Lost
We pray and sometimes we must wait. Does that mean God isn’t working on our behalf? No. God listens to our cries for help. Jesus assures us of that in our next passage. Sometimes we wonder if we are praying in the right way. No. God listens to our hearts more than words. It not about method, it’s about motivation and sincerity. Sometimes we can’t put into words how a challenging situation or trial needs to be resolved. But God knows and He is working on it before we ask. He is God and we are not. Trust Him. Don’t give up praying, asking God for help.
God loves us. God generously gives His best to us. God provides for our real needs. God blesses our socks off daily if we notice the details. God guides and provides. God protects us as we travel to and from daily tasks. God is always with us. His Holy Spirit provides wisdom to make good choices if we listen. Don’t give up praying, asking God for help.
Praying is communicating with the Creator of all and is in all. Praying in the Name of Jesus gives us immediate power and strength because we know He is listening and will be our advocate to the Father. We know He has already defeated the enemy, making us more than conquerors. Don’t give up praying!
Talking with God helps us sort out what is truth, helping us to look at the situation with new perspective. He lifts our thinking to higher ground so we see the problem in a new light. We gain new understanding and insight just talking it over with Jesus. “Just a little talk with Jesus makes it right” like an old gospel song in my past says to my mind. Don’t give up praying!
Jesus talks about a widow who persistently banged on the door of the judge pleading and demanding for protection in her present state. The judge, who cared nothing for anyone but himself, finally caved in and helped her so the noise would stop. Jesus points out the God isn’t like that. God will step in. “I assure you, He will.” Don’t give up praying!
Rest on these thoughts. Be blessed by what Jesus is telling us. Let His peace consume us. May our smiles return and our trust be stronger just thinking about His love for us…because we didn’t give up praying!
Luke 18, The Message
The Story of the Persistent Widow
18 1-3 Jesus told them a story showing that it was necessary for them to pray consistently and never quit. He said, “There was once a judge in some city who never gave God a thought and cared nothing for people. A widow in that city kept after him: ‘My rights are being violated. Protect me!’
4-5 “He never gave her the time of day. But after this went on and on he said to himself, ‘I care nothing what God thinks, even less what people think. But because this widow won’t quit badgering me, I’d better do something and see that she gets justice—otherwise I’m going to end up beaten black-and-blue by her pounding.’”
6-8 Then the Master said, “Do you hear what that judge, corrupt as he is, is saying? So what makes you think God won’t step in and work justice for his chosen people, who continue to cry out for help? Won’t he stick up for them? I assure you, he will. He will not drag his feet. But how much of that kind of persistent faith will the Son of Man find on the earth when he returns?”
Think about it…
–Persistent, tenacious faith does not give up. Is that in us?
–What does persistent faith look like and how does it behave?
–What will Jesus find in us when He returns? Fluffy faith or tenacious, relentless faith in Him?
Dear Heavenly Father,
You have given us more to think about as we read about this persistent widow in your story example. We will not give up asking You for help, guidance, wisdom, insight and understanding. You are our hope. You are our strong foundation upon which our lives are built. You are God…and we surely are not. Go with us, still, as I know You will.
In Jesus Name, Amen. I believe.
And I’m singing…
My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesus Christ, my righteousness;
I dare not trust the sweetest frame,
But wholly lean on Jesus’ name.
On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;
All other ground is sinking sand,
All other ground is sinking sand.
When darkness veils His lovely face,
I rest on His unchanging grace;
In every high and stormy gale,
My anchor holds within the veil.
His oath, His covenant, His blood,
Support me in the whelming flood;
When all around my soul gives way,
He then is all my hope and stay.
When He shall come with trumpet sound,
Oh, may I then in Him be found;
In Him, my righteousness, alone,
Faultless to stand before the throne.