In Christ we are…
N E V E R A L O N E.
This name speaks into some of our greatest fears, rejection, abandonment, incapable companions and leaders, being left to fend for ourselves. Anyone relating to any of these? We might feel alone physically, relationally, or emotionally. We may be isolated in the middle of a desert or surrounded by the bustle of family and city life and feel alone in both places.
Even if we are truly alone in our lives right now, our God is with us. He is our Emmanuel, our God with Us. He never leaves us. He sees us. He knows us. He loves us. He delights in us. He is the faithful companion we long for. He laughs with us. Let’s take that seat next to Jesus as Ephesians 2:6 describes and spend time resting with Jesus and allowing him to pour into us, to heal us, to make us feel loved and to make us radiate with joy in being his.
Dear Lord Jesus, open my eyes to see that I am never alone. You are always with me. Your love and delight and understanding of me follow me every where I go. When my heart squeezes with loneliness, lift my eyes to you. Draw me close to you and help me to be aware of your perpetual Presence with me.
Discussion Question: When are you most or least aware of God’s Presence with you?
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I used to think of myself as a strong person. Until I wasn’t. Until the waves of life knocked me off my feet and left me sinking in weakness. It is in this place of weariness where my eyes opened to my need to receive from God. It is in that place his miracles happen inside of us. The God who promises to never leave us or forsake us, pours out his mighty and gentle power. “My grace is all you need. My power works best in weakness,” Jesus says (2 Corinthians 12:9). ...
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