daily reading 46.1 (Philemon 12–16)

5-days-a-week through Romans and the letters Paul wrote from Rome in 2024


Our opening prayer for this week:

    Jesus, your blood and righteousness
    My beauty are, my glorious dress.
    Midst flaming worlds with these arrayed
    With joy shall I lift up my head.

    Bold shall I stand on that great day.
    Who can a word against me say?
    Fully through these absolved I am
    From sin and fear, from guilt and shame.

    Lord, I believe your precious blood, 
    Which at the very throne of God
    Forever will for sinners plead,
    For me— e’en for my soul— was shed.

    Lord, I believe were sinners more
    Than sands upon the ocean shore,
    You have for all a ransom paid,
    For all a full atonement made.

    When from the dust of death I rise
    To claim my heavenly kingdom prize,
    Then this shall be my only plea:
    Jesus has lived and died for me. Amen.

Philemon 12–16

  • I am sending him back to you—I am sending my very own heart.
  •  13 I wanted to keep him with me, so that in my imprisonment for the gospel he might serve me in your place.
  •  14 But I didn't want to do anything without your consent, so that your good deed might not be out of obligation, but of your own free will.
  •  15 For perhaps this is why he was separated from you for a brief time, so that you might get him back permanently, 16  no longer as a slave, but more than a slave—as a dearly loved brother. He is especially so to me, but how much more to you, both in the flesh and in the Lord.
helpful notes on Philemon 12–16
























For yourself pray

  • That God brings someone back to you in Christ whom you thought would never come back

For others pray

  • That God unites you with many more people in ties that last forever

A song to listen to and ponder, as time allows

  • Psalm 140 (YouTube, duet, "Deliver me, O Lord, from evil men")

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