Devotion for Monday, March 31st

Brooke Eikenberry Lent 2014

Luke 5:1-12
Once while Jesus was standing beside the lake of Gennesaret, and the crowd was pressing in on him to hear the word of God,  he saw two boats there at the shore of the lake; the fishermen had gone out of them and were washing their nets.  He got into one of the boats, the one belonging to Simon, and asked him to put out a little way from the shore. Then he sat down and taught the crowds from the boat.  When he had finished speaking, he said to Simon, “Put out into the deep water and let down your nets for a catch.”  Simon answered, “Master, we have worked all night long but have caught nothing. Yet if you say so, I will let down the nets.”  When they had done this, they caught so many fish that their nets were beginning to break.  So they signaled their partners in the other boat to come and help them. And they came and filled both boats, so that they began to sink.  But when Simon Peter saw it, he fell down at Jesus’ knees, saying, “Go away from me, Lord, for I am a sinful man!”  For he and all who were with him were amazed at the catch of fish that they had taken;  and so also were James and John, sons of Zebedee, who were partners with Simon. Then Jesus said to Simon, “Do not be afraid; from now on you will be catching people.”  When they had brought their boats to shore, they left everything and followed him. Once, when he was in one of the cities, there was a man covered with leprosy. When he saw Jesus, he bowed with his face to the ground and begged him, “Lord, if you choose, you can make me clean.”


The words of this hymn express what I believe we are being asked to do.

Till All the Jails are Empty*

by Carl P. Daw, Jr.

Till all the jails are empty and all the bellies filled;

till no one hurts or steals or lies, and no more blood is spilled;

till age and race and gender no longer separate;

till pulpit, press, and politics are free of greed and hate:

God has work for us to do.

In tenement and mansion, in factory, farm, and mill,

in boardroom and in billiard hall, in wards where time stands still,

in every place where people thrive or starve or hide or meet:

God has work for us to do.

By sitting at a bedside to hold pale trembling hands,

by speaking for the powerless against unjust demands,

by praying through our doing and singing though we fear,

by trusting that the seed we sow will bring God’s harvest near:

God has work for us to do.

*Alive Now, September/October 2009 pg. 26

– Submitted by Sally Hunter

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