Daily Devotionals and Being Vulnerable Day 1

Though I have been writing and teaching and laughing and raising a family, I have not written for this blog. I thought I would get back into it using a new book and my set aside time with Jesus. I will be reading Vulnerable Faith: Missional Living in the Radical Way of St Patrick by Jamie Arpin-Ricci. It has been a dry season of "Quiet Times" with Jesus for me. The needs of my littlies and my choices to sleep instead of be with Jesus have resulted in an irregular time set aside with the one I love most in the universe. This of course affects everything in my life from community to leading to being a good father to those regular potholes of life.

My experiment is this: I will read a portion of the book as I pray and expect the Holy Spirit to illumine then I will write down some of those personal prayers and illuminations. This will be rough writing. I will not be doing a lot of quality control on my word choice. Also, I will be posting a few days behind. Mostly this gives me the opportunity to actually accomplish this challenge.

Day 1

Forward and Introduction

Father, I need a new heart.

Martyrdom is an act of love. (Hindsight says freedom from fear of death)

Community is an outcome of the cross. There is more to this thought. Something deeper and wider and with greater implications. Holy Spirit teach me. (The Holy Spirit is a teacher that transforms and ensures a transfer of learning and more!)

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