Level 2 Memory Verse: should require 8 to 10 days to memorize and with ongoing, daily recitation fully memorized for life within 30 to 50 days.
I consider Matthew 6:9-13 a Level 2 Memory Verse because it is so often quoted and heard in society. The section of scripture also flows like a beautiful river. Here we go:
Our Father Who art in heaven, Hollowed be Thy name.
Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done, in earth as it is in heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread.
And forgive us our debts, even as we forgive our debtors.
And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil:
For Thine is the kingdom – and the power – and the glory – for ever, and ever. Amen
(Matthew 6:9-13 KJV)
Matthew 6:9-13 is most often referred to as “The Lord’s Prayer”.
It is formulaic and designed to provide a structure from which to pray.
For example: the fourth line above “Give us this day our daily bread” is related to our provision, but not ours alone. The fourth line and every line within this passage can be used to pray for your every prayer. Yes, you can pray for your sustenance and resources by simply praying the Lord’s Prayer, but you can just as easily expand each line within the Lord’s Prayer to pray for you and your family’s and friend’s greater good.
If you have never used the Lord’s Prayer in such a manner – give it a shot.
Our Father, our great and might Lord, Hollowed be they wonderful and glorious name.
Thy kingdom come into my life. Thy will be done in my every act and deed, in every area of my life here on this earth even as all things are done according to Your will and purpose in heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread, oh Lord. Meet the needs of our family our friends our neighbors.
And forgive us our debts, our sins against You and our loved ones, even as we forgive our debtors; our peers; our spouse, our parents (as applies to your life).
And lead us not into temptation, You know the ones of which I speak.
But deliver us, Lord Jesus from that evil one and from our own wicked ways.
(Taken from concepts found in “This Side of the Whirlwind”)
May 13th, 2020,
Julia was the first to stir, opening her eyes and finding herself sitting in the driver’s seat of a dilapidated late model SUV. From what she could make-out, it was early morning and she was parked in the middle of some forest. Jax, was stretched out beside her in the passenger’s seat while Hamza and Kaliyah were sleeping quietly in the back. Suddenly, unexpectedly, Julia sucked in a deep and satisfying breath of pine-scented air, “Oh so invigorating,” she thought. Only a moment later and with a smile on her face, Julia popped out of the rusty old Suburban and snaffled another happy, refreshing breath of sunshine. “Mmmm, lord, that smells good!” she thought appraising her surroundings and wondering how safe she’d be heading into the woods to manage a little necessary business. Moments later Julia slipped quietly beyond the first line of trees. After a few minutes she made her way back to the vehicle, muttering to herself as she walked, “Humm, wonder where we are?” Julia glanced toward the tops of the trees. “I sure don’t recognize these woods… hum, not at all.” Looking over at the old SUV she mumbled, “And how in the world did we end up in that old rust-bucket?”
“You should know, Jules.” Kaliyah nipped, stretching into a yawn, “You’re the reason we’re up here, Girly-Girl.” Kaliyah stretched again releasing another long sigh. “What time is it?”
Julia, glancing at her phone noting, “It’s 7:25. And what do you mean I’m the reason? I have zero idea as to where we are or what we’re doing out here, for that matter; wherever here even is?”
“Naw, don’t give me that, Jules,” Kaliyah snarked in her typical irritated fashion, “Early yesterday morning you and Jax showed up at our house and talked Hamza and me into joining this crazy Mountain-Man road-trip.” She cleared her throat, “Excuse me, sister, Mountain-Person road-trip,” then harumphed. “Oh yeah, and Jax said you were the one who insisted on going camping and pushing everyone into joining the fun.” Kaliyah visibly grimaced, “Where’s the toilet paper, Wilderness-Wifie?” Kaliyah’s sneered into her tone.
“No, I did not!” Julia protested, pondering the vagaries of yesterday’s adventures and her apparent shoddy memories thereof. “Wait a minute?” Julia whispered, “I do sort of remember something about yesterday. It’s just,” she paused, stroked her chin, “It’s just an unclear snippet. That’s all I have, something about coming to your house to see if you guys wanted to join us.” Julia suddenly wrapped her arms about her chest, “Oh my gosh! How could I have forgotten that? So much went on yesterday and I’ve forgotten almost all of it?”
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Not long ago, when a potential-tragedy came into my life, I heard several people comment about my response to said potential-tragedy, “He is so laid-back.” and “he’s not giving it much weight is he?” and my favorite, “he hasn’t taken it all in yet, has he?”.
Yes, I heard what the doctors had to say and quickly shucked any fear the scenario might generate and also decided to trust my God. Why not? Up until now I have YET to see any real reason not to trust the Creator. We will look more carefully at this statement after a few commercial statements from our Sponsor.
(This is where a deep god-like base voice begins its ominous dialogue.)
As men and women of God our faith should be the cornerstone of our daily lives.
Of course, Jesus is or should be THE Corner-Stone of all our daily walks in this world.
Faith, or our level of faith, that simple and yet complex – nearly tangible element to who Believers are – is essentially based on how big God is in our individual minds and lives as Christians.
(Taken from concepts found in “This Side of the Whirlwind”)
Though the peoples of that time would have referred to it as the Second Age of Men or the Second Age following the deluge, men today would refer to it as the year 2067 BC. Regardless the demarcation or calendar it was the day Apollyon brought news of two great cities soon to be destroyed.
Standing on a minor mount near the city of Bela; a city also known as Zoara a malevolent and Fel Lord regarded the plains south of the Dead Sea. The Beast’s perch overlooked ancient cities which provided clear views over all the valleys and peoples of Sodom and Gomorrah.
Draconous is a Mulish-Demon whose jealous defense over his sovereignty seldom brooked usurpation or dismissal of his authority. Lord Draconous currently ruled directly under the authority of Lucifer the Mighty, Prince of the Air, he who governs all principalities and powers and dark authorities whose presence desecrates both the surface of the Earth and the bowels of the Underworld. At this moment he possessively though warily approached the interloper.
Cautiously Draconous spread his massive wings and noisily clambered towards the summit upon which the interloper stood. Silently Draconous fumed, ‘He dares usurp my position’ Snarling lips twisted in a malignant curse. ‘What will those menial-dogs think when they see this upstart standing on my mount… on my pinnacle… as if he were the prince of my sovereign domain?’ For a split second a thought crossed his wicked heart, giving him pause and a bit of unexpected trepidation, ‘What if my Master has sent a replacement!’ He quickly dismissed the absurd notion.
Adding insult to injury, Draconous could sense the usurper’s glowering contempt for him and his command; he stared openly and contemptuously as he ascended the mount. Draconous quietly fumed, ‘Who does this upstart think he is! The impudent welp…’