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Jane Denniston
June 21, 2017
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Matthew 9:35
Matthew 9:35-10:14
The Workers Are Few
35 Jesus went through all the towns and villages, teaching in their synagogues, proclaiming the good news of the kingdom and healing every disease and sickness. 36 When he saw the crowds, he had compassion on them, because they were harassed and helpless, like sheep without a shepherd. 37 Then he said to his disciples, “The harvest is plentiful but the workers are few. 38 Ask the Lord of the harvest, therefore, to send out workers into his harvest field.”
Jesus Sends Out the Twelve
10 Jesus called his twelve disciples to him and gave them authority to drive out impure spirits and to heal every disease and sickness.
2 These are the names of the twelve apostles: first, Simon (who is called Peter) and his brother Andrew; James son of Zebedee, and his brother John; 3 Philip and Bartholomew; Thomas and Matthew the tax collector; James son of Alphaeus, and Thaddaeus; 4 Simon the Zealot and Judas Iscariot, who betrayed him.
5 These twelve Jesus sent out with the following instructions: “Do not go among the Gentiles or enter any town of the Samaritans. 6 Go rather to the lost sheep of Israel. 7 As you go, proclaim this message: ‘The kingdom of heaven has come near.’ 8 Heal the sick, raise the dead, cleanse those who have leprosy,[a] drive out demons. Freely you have received; freely give.
9 “Do not get any gold or silver or copper to take with you in your belts— 10 no bag for the journey or extra shirt or sandals or a staff, for the worker is worth his keep.11 Whatever town or village you enter, search there for some worthy person and stay at their house until you leave. 12 As you enter the home, give it your greeting.13 If the home is deserving, let your peace rest on it; if it is not, let your peace return to you. 14 If anyone will not welcome you or listen to your words, leave that home or town and shake the dust off your feet.
“Got to get back to the land and set my soul free…
We are stardust, we are golden
We are billion year old carbon
And we got to get ourselves back to the garden”
Crosby, Stills, and Nash.
Lord, you have called us.
Before ever we called upon you
you were whispering our name
in the silence.
You called us, and you equipped us.
You gave us a mission, and the means to fulfil it.
You entrusted us with a task
even after we proved ourselves untrustworthy.
In our folly and wrongheadedness
we had turned from your ways
rejected your paths.
Yet you sought us out
picked us up
set us on our feet
and led us back
to the innocence of the garden.
Thank you for calling us back.
Thank you for loving us when we don’t deserve it.
Thank you for making us your children.
Thank you for setting our souls free.
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