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Paul tells the Corinthians about a thorn 2 in Cor 12.
Song … “Trading my Sorrows”
I’m pressed but not crushed persecuted not abandoned
Struck down but not destroyed
I’m blessed beyond the curse for his promise will endure
And his joy’s gonna be my strength
Jesus is made, of His own volition, to wear a crown of thorns – that pierces his skin causing bleeding
Walking with Jesus, the walk of Jesus, the path of a Disciple
It hurts, nags, is problematic
Thorns generally defend what they keep from outside attack; what is the threat here? vanity
Jesus allowed this to take place, like he allowed Himself to be taken, allowed Himself to drink “this cup” because the Father asked, for the benefit of us
is Crowning – bringing glory to the Father.
From the thorny stem blooms the Rose – Christ is our Rose of Sharon
So discipleship requires a forbearance, an acceptance, a pushing through, a confident hope, a determination to finish the race as a winner – not necessarily with grace/flash
The handicapped kid who runs the race despite his debilities.
Many of us have done this –
but do we do it for Christ, do we do it as often as we are called upon,
do we do it not merely armed with purpose, but do we do it armed with confidence sustaining knowledge
There is a place on this assignment, you can be with Christ … in the garden; get your Rose
- I come to the garden alone,
While the dew is still on the roses,
And the voice I hear falling on my ear
The Son of God discloses.
And He walks with me, and He talks with me,
And He tells me I am His own;
And the joy we share as we tarry there,
None other has ever known.
- He speaks, and the sound of His voice
Is so sweet the birds hush their singing,
And the melody that He gave to me
Within my heart is ringing.
- I’d stay in the garden with Him,
Though the night around me be falling,
But He bids me go; through the voice of woe
His voice to me is calling.
In the Garden
I’m Trading My Sorrows