O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, the city that kills the prophets and stones God’s messengers! How often I have wanted to gather your children together as a hen protects her chicks beneath her wings, but you wouldn’t let Me.
Thank You for this wonderful morning. I had the opportunity to sleep in a bit, and now I’m here with You, watching the world wake.
Your Word this morning made me stop and think. I know I have broken Your heart many times in my life, yet Your mercy keeps flowing into my soul. You know that I’ve tried to choose correctly, but so often ignore Your leading and do it myself. Please, Jesus, forgive me for the hurt I have brought on You.
When You use the word picture of a mother hen covering her chicks under her wings, I have a vision of what that is. She protects them, keeps them warm and dry and will give up her life before she would give up a chick. You tell me that’s the way You want to take care of me. How could I say ‘no’ to that way of living?
But, as with Your people of ages past, I don’t let You. Why am I so stubborn and willful? Why can’t I allow You to do what You so much desire to do, to protect me? Please, Jesus, forgive my actions of doing life alone.
As I go through this day, help me to remember that Your protection is always with me, I just have to move closer to Your heart. You have already given Your life to save mine, please help me to live in that victory.
Thank You so much for being my LORD and Savior. You are the love of my life!