February 8, 2012
Good morning, dear people.
Rain
is on the roof. And indoors we have our hands full dealing with
everything going on with two little active boys all over the
place. I’ve already been engaged by Kaden in stretching out a
line and making a tent with blankets…forming a shop where he could work
on his truck, etc.
I
have a long list before me. And it’s getting late. I
haven’t even had any breakfast yet.
Have
fun…while you do what you must.
Love, Dad/Ray
8 February
Passage: Matthew 26:31-56
Focus: “Then he returned to his disciples and found them
sleeping. ‘Could you men not keep watch with me for one hour?’ he
asked Peter. ‘Watch and pray so that you will not fall into
temptation. The spirit is willing, but the body is weak.’”
Matthew 26:40-41.
There
is a noteworthy parallel between physical and spiritual sleep. In
both cases the sleeper is made dull to the realities around him.
In the case before us, the disciples were doing some of both.
Besides their normal night-time sleep, they were certainly dull to the
tremendously significant events unfolding, while claiming to be awake,
committed, and in control. They had just left the Passover Supper table
where Peter had led the others in an arrogant declaration of loyalty,
not realizing what kind of disillusionment their sleepy dullness was
about to bring them.
I
can identify with the sleepy disciples. I’ve learned that one of
the most hellish and miserable experiences of my life is to be in
church when I am short on rest, or it runs real late, or the speaker is
boring, and my head is wanting to shift into sleep mode—yet I’m
expected and required to be awake and alert. It can be real
embarrassing too. I have been in conversation with someone when
the sleep pressure is high, and while he is taking his turn to expound,
my eyes may start to cross and his voice becomes as meaningful as the
sound of rain on the roof—and I know he notices. That’s just
terrible! I remember being so afflicted even as a young guy while
working on the railroad at night. There were times when
everything would go blurry and I would virtually fall asleep while
standing in the cab of that big diesel-electric unit with its massive
engine roaring. No—I can’t blame those disciples for not being
bright-eyed prayer warriors on that quiet night in the dark. Can
you? Given the same circumstances, I’m sure I would have done the
same.
But
there is a very important and valid principle here. It is
essential for the victorious believer to be watchful in order to
maintain victory. I take that to mean discerning, careful in
thought, on guard against any kind of deception, not gullible.
Praying, of course, is participating in vital personal communication
and fellowship with God. I’m convinced that this combination of
heart-level disciplines is God’s prescription for successful living,
and will guard one from falling into negative temptation.
There is an implied indirect promise here: If I fail to watch and pray,
I WILL fall into some kind of bad temptation somewhere along the
line. That’s just the way it is.
"Prayer is the breath of the soul: without it you will turn blue."