On this day in 1727 the #MoravianPentecost erupted amongst a community of refugees in the sleepy village of Bethelsdorf near Herrnhut in modern-day Germany.
Here are FIVE extraordinary ways in which that event went on to change the world >>>
1.🔥The *Moravian Pentecost* sparked a 24-7 #prayer meeting in Herrnhhut which continued night-and-day, without interruption for more than 100 years.
2.🔥The *Moravian Pentecost* detonated the modern-day #missions movement, propelling missionaries out to the ends of the earth including the Caribbean, North and South America, the Arctic, Africa, the Far East and slave colonies in the West Indies. >>>
3.🔥The *Moravian Pentecost* spread like wildfires, starting thirty radical, #missionalcommunities similar to Herrnhut around the world. These were not just congregations but entire villages in which social divisions and extremes of wealth and poverty were largely eliminated.
4.💥The *Moravian Pentecost* catalysed renewal and Christian #unity by establishing hundreds of small prayer / discipleship groups (known catchily as "diaspora societies") within existing, traditional churches across Europe. The Moravians were know. As the ‘Unitas fratrum’. >>>
5.🔥The *Moravian Pentecost* focussed some of the most influential people in the 18th century upon world mission, through Zinzendorf’s Order of the Mustard Seed . Early members included the King of Denmark, the Archbishop of Canterbury, and Tomochichi, Chief of the Creek people.
Thank you Jesus for the fire you sparked amongst those brave Moravian refugees on this day in 1727. 🔥
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For many people, especially many women, one of the loveliest days in the year is also one of the loneliest. Since it is #MothersDay today in the UK, Ireland and Nigeria, let’s pray for mums.
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📷 Thanks to Bex for permission to use her lovely photo
We celebrate the all-round amazingness
of so many mothers today:
May the ones who are stressed
somehow get rest,
And those who have failed
be blessed.
We remember those missing their mums more than usual today,
May the ones who are hurting
grieve well and heal soon
And those who feel lonely
get chocolate and zoom.
Inspired today by the witness of John Harper - the ‘bravest man on The Titanic’ - whose last letter just sold at Sotheby’s for an eye-watering £42,000.
John Harper boarded the #Titanic bound for #Chicago having been invited to preach at the city’s Moody Church. His wife had recently died so he was travelling with his sister and six-year-daughter Annie Jessie.
When the #Titanic began to sink, John Harper took off his life jacket and gave it to another man, saying simply, ‘You need it more than I do.’ Others described him preaching the gospel, preparing people for eternity, right to the very end.
A LORD’S PRAYER FOR JUSTICE ~ by Ronald Rolheiser OMI
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OUR FATHER… who always stands with the weak, the powerless, the poor, the abandoned, the sick, the aged, the very young, the unborn, and those who, by victim of circumstance, beat the heat of the day.
WHO ART IN HEAVEN... where everything will be reversed, where the first will be last and the last will be first, but where all will be well and every manner of being, will be well.
HALLOWED BE THY NAME… may we always acknowledge your holiness, respecting that your ways are not our ways, your standards are not our standards. May the reverence we give your name pull us out of the selfishness that prevents us from seeing the pain of our neighbor.
You might have noticed that the last couple of months have been full-on for me. In fact, they have been some of the busiest and most challenging of my life. And now I face the greatest challenge of them all - to rest.
I don’t find this particularly easy...
I frequently make the mistake of being lazy about leisure; assuming that rest is merely the absence of work (nothing more than a time to stop and swap busyness for pleasure). But few things deplete the joy of true sabbath more effectively than vacuity.
Most of us run most of our lives like a totalitarian regime. We are dictators of a toxic culture that combines brutal utilitarianism with self-indulgent waste. This is neither a good way to run a country, nor a healthy way to run a happy life.
People who like interior design and dinner parties tend to conclude that they must have been blessed with the gift of #hospitality. But this is not the gift of hospitality. This is the gift of a box of chocolates.
Having (or aspiring to have) a nice house with an underused spare room in which to entertain exotic guests who confirm the loveliness of your home has little to do with the deeply disruptive biblical notion of hospitality which starts in the heart (rather than the Ikea catalogue)
The Greek word for #hospitality, φιλοξενία (filoxenia) literally means ‘friendship to strangers’. It‘s about sacrificial kindness to strangers rather than friends. A hospital for the hurting, a hostel for the homeless, a hosting of those who are unwelcome and unloved elsewhere.
Can I be honest with you? I'm actually not into prayer. I’m into Jesus, so we talk.
I don’t believe in the power of prayer. I believe in the power of God. So I ask for his help. A lot.
I'm not into evangelism. I hate evangelism! I'm into Jesus. So I talk to people about him.
I'm not into social justice. I'm into Jesus. So I find myself picking fights with his enemies.
I'm not into worship - all those soft rock songs, over and over again - I'm into Jesus. So when I see him I smile. I bow. And yes, OK I admit that I sing quite a bit too.
I'm not into church (you seen the state of it?) I'm into Jesus, so I like his people. (They're a little weird, but so am I!)
THE VISION IS JESUS. Not Christianity. Not rules and religion. Not prayer, mission and justice. Not church planting, miracles or mission. Just Jesus.