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A Daily Devotion for Tuesday, December 6


Isaiah 44:21-22


"Remember these things, Jacob,

for you, Israel, are my servant.

I have made you, you are my servant;

Israel, I will not forget you.

I have swept away your offenses like a cloud,

Your sins are like the morning mist.

Return to me, for I have redeemed you."


These words remind us of God's willingness to forgive, even in the days of Isaiah. He redeemed Israel countless times, by bringing them back to him, forgiving their offenses, and showing his love for his people. For Christians, we believe God's redemption was final and permanent through the life and sacrificial death of Jesus. There is no more fear.


Holy Lord, Sometimes I think about what would have happened if Jesus had been around for more of his natural life. I suppose it was inevitable he would have been killed, as were the disciples eventually. And the story of your redemption of all people for all time to come might have looked different. But it would have ultimately been the same, I think. Your love has no end, and your time is not our time. I thank you for Jesus, for allowing us to know Him, and to know you. I thank you for your Holy Spirit, living in me, giving me more power than I know how to handle. I am yours. Amen


Becky, transforming



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Rosalind Spiller
Rosalind Spiller
06 de dez. de 2022

Isaiah 44:21–22 Pay attention, oh Jacob, for you are my servant, oh Israel. I, the Lord, made you and I will not forget you. I have swept away your sins like a cloud. I have scattered your offenses like the Morning mist. Oh return to me for I have paid the price to set you free. Like yesterday’s reading, these verses remind us that God is always ready to forgive our wanderings and sins. I love the picture painted here with these beautiful words. “I have swept away your sins like a cloud. I have scattered your offenses like the morning mist.” If we just ask, God forgives so easily. If he could do it for the nation of Israel, he can…

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Barbara
Barbara
06 de dez. de 2022

Isaiah 44: 21-22 “Remember these things, Jacob, for you, Israel, are my servant. I have made you, you are my servant; Israel, I will not forget you. I have swept away your offenses like a cloud, your sins like the morning mist. Return to me, for I have redeemed you.”


God’s sweeping away of the clouds and morning mist tells me that God forgives my sins. The path to redemption that God created for us is made clear in the phrase “for I have redeemed you.” In sending Jesus was a gift of mercy, grace and love, given to us by God the Father. The promise of redemption is ours to use any way we see fit. We can repent…


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Beverly Flynn
Beverly Flynn
06 de dez. de 2022

Tuesday, December 6th,2022

Isaiah 44:21-22

Remember these things, O Jacob, and Israel, for you are my servant; I formed you; you are my servant; O Israel, you will not be forgotten by me. I have blotted out your transgressions like a cloud and your sins like mist; return to me, for I have redeemed you.

As I slowly read and absorb this scripture, its meaning is such a heartwarming message from God. Here he is pleading with his people to return to him. It doesn't matter how far they have strayed... he won't forget them. He will always always always forgive them, if they will just return to him. It is so important that we are continually aware …


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Tom
Tom
06 de dez. de 2022

Isaiah 44:21-22


Isaiah uses an interesting metaphor for our sins - the morning mist. i am reminded that I am only without sin on a given day until my feet hit the floor on getting out of bed in the morning. Like the morning mist, my sinful propensity returns every morning. Yet God promises to sweep away my offenses like a cloud. It seems the very least I can do to show gratitude for His redemption is try to listen for His still, small voice before I take the wrong path. In the long run, offering thanksgiving is better than seeking forgiveness.


Prayer - Forgiving God, when I finally learn to forgive those who sin against me seventy times seven…


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