Today for meditation : Two verse two sources
I thirst for God, the living God. When can I go and stand before him? (Psalms 42:2 NLT)
“Is anyone thirsty? Come and drink— even if you have no money! Come, take your choice of wine or milk— it’s all free! (Isaiah 55:1 NLT)
Ny name is Peter. I was named after the second disciple of Christ.
When I was young I dreaded this time of the year… Holy Week. Especially Good Friday. Coming from a church that followed the liturgical calendar to the T . Remembering what Jesus went through also meant relating and reading the denial by the disciple Peter. Every time the reading was made. My Sunday school mates will give me the look and snigger. There would be a sense of guilt.
Last night, I was one of 12 men selected to re enact the washing of the disciples feet at the Maundy Thursday service.
The process was fairly simple and no rehearsal was required. After communion, we would file in and sit at the foot of the Lord’s Table. This was done in no particular order. The Vicar would read from scripture from John 13-16 while the Bishop washed the feet of the twelve. It was a humbling experience. I chose to visualize / imagine that Jesus was washing my feet
What made it more than that for me was that while Bishop Rennis washed my feet and I began my meditating; the readings had reach the reading in John 13 where Jesus predicted Peter’s denial. When Bishop finished washing my feet I heard John 13:38 read.
It was a sense that Jesus saying: “you are clean. I loved Peter even though I knew he would deny me. I love you the same.”
I have to start writing again…. My thoughts are all over when it comes to everything now. Distractions have set in. Focus is lost. I don’t know what I’m doing any more. Right now all i am doing is “pounding” on this laptop keyboard, putting doen every random thought that comes t mind.
I have to start writing again ….
The other day, while riding the subway back home, I overheard parts of what seem to be a “lovers’ quarrel” between two students from the same college J is attending. Two subway train stations is a long time to bear with what I heard. The girl was in tears. There guy trying desperately to win her back with words. Epic Fail. It was obvious what she wanted of him.
The girl kept saying “you don’t love me.” The guy insisted he did. I wanted to ask: “Do you both know what love is?”
There was a part of me that wanted to give the guy a slap. But I also felt the girl was being unreasonable.
I asked myself: How would I handle these times and situations? Would my girls let me know when they are going through such times?