Laid I in death oh Lord, cold, afraid and alone. Even as I lived Lord, I brought no real comfort to my mother, my father, my family, my friends, my community. For I chose to live in sin and debauchery. Given any choice, I would always choose self over others. Little did I know or could even care less, that self-preservation was the start of my internal decay.
Jesus, Lord of mercy and compassion; Your touch is what restored me to life. You bathed me with Your love and by Your most precious blood I am washed clean. I desire not to live, if I cannot live in You and You in me. Help me overcome the flesh and die to it, so that I may always walk in Your light. And if I should fall, come swiftly to my aid. Have mercy and restore me once again for I long to be iPhone with You always. In Your most precious name I pray. Amen
GOSPEL
Luke 7:11–17
Jesus journeyed to a city called Nain, and his disciples and a large crowd accompanied him. As he drew near to the gate of the city, a man who had died was being carried out, the only son of his mother, and she was a widow. A large crowd from the city was with her. When the Lord saw her, he was moved with pity for her and said to her, “Do not weep.” He stepped forward and touched the coffin; at this the bearers halted, and he said, “Young man, I tell you, arise!” The dead man sat up and began to speak, and Jesus gave him to his mother. Fear seized them all, and they glorified God, exclaiming, “A great prophet has arisen in our midst,” and “God has visited his people.” This report about him spread through the whole of Judea and in all the surrounding region.
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