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Luke 19:41-44

As Jesus
came near and saw the city, he wept over it, saying, 'If you, even you, had
only recognized on this day the things that make for peace! But now they are
hidden from your eyes.’

Luke 19:41-44
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    • Jesus weeps over Jerusalem as a mother weeps over her child. Jesus’ heart was full, shortly before this, he had experienced the great welcome of the people and had made a triumphant entry in Jerusalem. But the people had no idea of what lay ahead…
    • Jesus, who was there to help you carry your burdens? Who was there in moments of sadness or loneliness? Yet you are so near to us just waiting for us to call on you to comfort us in the darkness moments of our lives. Thank you for your great love for us.
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    • I sit with Jesus as he weeps, and put my arm around his shoulders. I ask to be moved, even to tears, for the state of the world. Then I ask him to comfort me when things get to be too much for me.
    • I pray: ‘Jesus, you come to visit me all the time. You come in this prayer time now, and when it ends you will visit me in the disguise of all those I meet. You work with me in my daily tasks, enabling me to do what pleases you. And you visit me in my sorrows, taking my burdens on yourself. Thank you!’
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    • I know what it is like when friends can’t see what is good for them. As I listen to Jesus yearning for Jerusalem, I allow his gaze to fall lovingly on me. What does he long for me to wake up to?
    • My prayer is my practice of seeking God’s perspective, a way of listening out for the voice I might otherwise miss. Perhaps I can see how I have grown, how less is hidden from my eyes.
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    • I know what it is like when friends can’t see what is good for them. As I listen to Jesus yearning for Jerusalem, I allow his gaze to fall lovingly on me. What does he long for me to wake up to?
    • My prayer is my practice of seeking God’s perspective, a way of listening out for the voice I might otherwise miss. Perhaps I can see how I have grown, how less is hidden from my eyes.