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syrophoenician She is arrested in her approaches to Christ by the information that He will not see anyone. She is denied His presence, and then [finally] in His presence is treated with seeming indifference, with the chill of silence and unconcern. She presses and approaches, the pressure and approach are repulsed by the stern and crushing statement that He is not sent to her kith or kind, that she is reprobated from His mission and power. She is humiliated by being called a dog.

Yet, she accepts all, overcomes all, wins all by her humble, dauntless, invincible importunity. The Son of God, pleased, surprised, overpowered by her unconquerable importunity, says to her: “O woman, great is thy faith; be it unto thee even as thou wilt.”

Jesus Christ surrenders Himself to the importunity of a great faith.

“And shall not God avenge His own elect which cry day and night unto Him, though He bear long with them?”

By illustrating in a parable, Jesus Christ puts ability to importune as one of the elements of prayer, one of the main conditions of prayer. The prayer [and fervent effort] of the Syrophoenician woman is an exhibition of the matchless power of importunity, of a conflict more real and involving more of vital energy, endurance, and all the higher elements than was ever illustrated in the conflicts of Isthmia or Olympia.

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There is neither encouragement nor room in the Bible religion for feeble desires, listless efforts, lazy attitudes; all must be strenuous, urgent, ardent. Inflamed desires, impassioned, unwearied insistence delight Heaven. God would have His children incorrigibly in earnest and persistently bold in their efforts. Heaven is too busy to listen to half-hearted prayers or to respond to pop-calls.

In the end, the [prayer] closet is not an asylum for the indolent and worthless Christian. It is not a nursery where none but babes belong. It is the battlefield of the Church… Importunity, it may be repeated, is a condition of prayer. We are to press the matter, not with vain repetitions, but with urgent repetitions. We repeat, not to count the times, but to gain the prayer.

“Men ought always to prayer, and not to faint…” -Jesus

When was the last time you were on your face in your own prayer closet? Interceding for souls, or simply adoring Him?

jailWhen were you on your knees as the “persistent friend” for those imprisoned for their faith in Christ?

widow

Pleading for the widow?

orphan The orphan?

IsraelIsrael?

The voiceless?

Quotes taken from the book, “Purpose In Prayer”.
By: E.M. Bounds

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…to be a bigger voice.  A loud one, if God so wills! I’ve been wrestling with a lot of issues as of late, but I always come back to this: being a voice for the persecuted. No matter what pulls at me, I somehow find my way back. Whether that be my husband’s illness, the inclinations of adoption, homeschooling, evangelizing the lost through the Gospel wagon or tracts, running my online shops, etc., all these things work to distract me at times, or just plain wear me out so that I can’t do anything else! It does take determination and focus to stay on this track, to do the will of the Father. I am confident that He has brought me into this ministry for His purposes and pleasure and I’m thrilled about that (and I strive not to deviate!).

I am priviledged in all of this to share in their sufferings even if that is a very, very small role. I will never forget that Jesus identifies so closely with the persecuted, that all persecutors are persecuting HIM. So any work I, or anyone else does, is for HIM. And that makes me happier than I can say to serve my first love.

So without further ado, I just wanted to post real quick that Afflicted4Christ has its own Facebook page. I never intended to have one, but it kind of just… happened. Now its here and I share it with you all HERE. Maybe it could be a meeting place for those who DO suffer and where they can share their stories and we pray for one another. Maybe even pray for more laborers in this ministry? Want to serve Jesus Christ through the persecuted with me?

May Jesus Christ bless you all with more of Himself,

Joy

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0momskidIt is now 1:23pm.

The day has slipped way beyond my fingers, sad to say. I had big plans, but a couple fell through. Like church. I had every intention of going, but my 3rd daughter is getting over a cold, plus the thought of quietly studying God’s Word in the silence of my dining room sounded just too good. So I did. I studied, but I mainly worked on my scripture memorization cards which stole most of my time. Then I was disappointed in myself because I devoted prayer time to several other people and neglected the fact that today is the National Day of Prayer for the Persecuted Church.

Please, I implore you all. If you can spare 5 minutes of prayer, please do so. Every little bit helps. I have prayed already, and plan to pray again and throughout the entire day.

The disappointment I feel now is due to waking up late, spending what time I did have on my own studies, and now I’m pulled in 10 different directions because of my family. Groceries, promised bike rides, leaf clean up, clothes pick up from a friend, prepping for school, nursing a sick kid, are all time stealers to me now. I feel like I can’t keep my head straight! Plus all the myriad of things I need to keep track of for tomorrow! Argh!

I’m trying to remain focused. In whatever I do today, I pray that it brings glory to Christ. Father, I pray, that you would remember those that are in bonds, that are suffering. Let them feel your presence today above all else. Give them Your love, give them the strength and assurance they need to press toward the prize, to win this race for Your Only Son. No matter the cause, no matter the pain. Please. We boldly approach your throne on their behalf. Lift them up, bless them, shine upon them all. We ask in the precious and mighty name of Your Son, Jesus Christ. Amen.

This is my prayer today. My heart is with them. My mind tries to wrap around the thoughts of their suffering and tries to imagine it. As I sit and play and have fun in the sunshine, I don’t think I can ever fully appreciate their pain. I am blessed beyond words and sometimes I feel guilty for being so blessed. The only thing I can do now is prepare. To grow in grace and knowledge of our Lord and Savior NOW, for the day may come where I can not. And that is what I need to keep in rememberance. There may come a day where we, here, in our comfort may one day face the same sufferings. Are you prepared?

YSIC,

Joy

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