Morning Prayer:

Lord, When I’m full of my plans it’s easy to think only of what matters to me.  Deliver me from self-absorption.  Even when others are insensitive, may I respond with gentle strength.  Amen.

The long wonderful winter we have so enjoyed here on the island is pretty much over.  It was definitely the nicest winter we’ve experienced in the five years we have live here.  As of today we are still using a blanket when we sleep at night.  Normally from about mid-March until about mid-October it is too hot to sleep with even a sheet over you.  When the power goes out and the fans stop, you literally just sweat.  So thank you God for such a comfortable winter here in Roatan.  We will make it through another summer, God willing. And we will enjoy the heat for we always have our joy.  And we know that in just seven months it will be winter again.

Jesus doesn’t call us to simply put His teaching into practice by our own willpower. If we try to do that, we will fail. We will be utterly unprepared to turn the other cheek or to love our enemy if we haven’t spent time with Christ in the unseen, everyday things. As Dallas Willard puts it, “In this truth lies the secret of the easy yoke: the secret involves living as he lived in the entirety of his life—adopting his overall life-style. Following ‘in his steps’ cannot be equated with behaving as he did when he was ‘on the spot.’ To live as Christ lived is to live as he did all his life.”
Jesus invites us to a different life. He calls us to the small, everyday things—prayer, silence, solitude, sabbath—because in doing them, we find the rest He speaks of. We learn to enjoy Jesus in the day-to-day and find that the life He has called us to, no matter what it brings, will feel easy and light.

Morning Prayer: Jesus, Your name is a holy chorus that stills and focuses the human heart. Please quiet the clanging cymbals of life’s demands that clatter in our minds. Refill us with joyous sounds of Your voice. One word from You, Lord, and the lame leap, the crippled pirouette, and those bowed down rise to stand on tiptoes. We are at times lame with limitations, crippled with cares, and bowed down with life’s heaviness. We long for Your dance-producing presence and wait for the dawn of joy within us. Amen.

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