Prayer's Handmaid

Robert Schuller wrote, “The scheduled Los Angeles – New York flight completes a circle over the ocean, points its chilly aluminum nose east, and is soon back over the mainland.

Behind is Catalina Island in the ocean; below, the white surf on the Los Angeles beach; ahead, the mountains, snow-capped in winter, and beyond them lies the vast expanse of desert.

I have made the flight often, and have frequently noticed a tiny square patch of green in the middle of that seemingly endless desert wasteland – a thriving little farm surrounded by a thirsty monster of shifting sand.

Will the defenseless little ranch be swallowed up by the parched desert?

I doubt it. For this fertile oasis draws its life from the deep wells that tap a subterranean river which finds its source in the high mountains.

Far to the west, the snow on the mountains melts, and the water streams silently down the eastern slope, draining deep into the sand to feed the subterranean river. The ranch is quite safe, for it has a secret alliance with the mountain!

So is the Christian who drinks deep from the wells of Holy Communion.”

David wrote, “I meditate on all Your works; I muse on the work of Your hands. I spread out my hands to You; My soul longs for You like a thirsty land” (Psalm 143:5, 6).

William Gurnall said, “Meditation is prayer’s handmaid to wait on it, both before and after the performance of supplication. It is as the plough before the sower, to prepare the heart for the duty of prayer.”

We discover in Acts 20:13, 14, while the band of disciples went on by sea to Assos, Paul went alone on foot, a distance of twenty miles, by land. With all his pressing cares and workload, he still chose to be by himself, and walk those twenty miles in quiet meditation.

Mother Theresa stated, “We need to find God, and He cannot be found in the noise and restlessness. God is the friend of silence.

Pastor David Arnold
Gulf Coast Worship Center

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