As my life was fading away, I remembered the LORD. My prayer went up to You, to Your holy temple.“When my soul fainted within me, I remembered Yahweh. My prayer came in to you, into your holy temple.When my soul fainted within me I remembered the Lord: and my prayer came in unto thee, into thine holy temple.When my soul fainted within me, I remembered Jehovah; And my prayer came in unto thee, into thy holy temple.
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Sometimes as Christ followers, we can feel like we're waiting for this dramatic moment to encounter God. You know, the same God that is with us in the mountaintops is the same God who's with us in the valleys. And oftentimes it's not going to be some big aha moment. Yes, that might happen in a worship service or a conference or shoot, maybe even a Forrest Frank concert. I don't know. But sometimes that might happen, but sometimes it doesn't. And that doesn't mean you're broken or wrong, but oftentimes God speaks in places where we can't even imagine. I mean, if he can speak to Jonah in the belly of a fish, I'm sure he can speak to you wherever you are. And for me in my life, one of the most pivotal moments in my relationship with Christ was when I was dealing with my eating disorder. And I know I shared this, but I shared a little bit about this, but I dealt with an eating disorder for five and a half years of my life. First starting out with anorexia, then going on to binge purge bulimia, anxiety, depression. I was in and out of treatment centers, all of the things. And so coming out of that, I was really having to kind of rebuild my relationship with Christ. And you might be like, wow, I thought you were a pastor's kid. I thought you have a perfect faith. No, just because I'm a pastor's kid does not mean I still struggle with …
Thus far, the word of God. As you take your seats this morning, I want you to pray with me on the subject, Never Let Me Drown. He never let me drown. Beloved, it might well be true that some of our best prayers come in the moments after our worst mistakes. Following chapters of failure and regret, our dialogue with our creator is rich and enhanced. That when the stupidity of our humanity forces us into a posture of humility, our conversations with God become more authentic, transparent, and transformative. There's nothing like making a good mistake to remind you that you haven't spent enough time on your knees lately. I know this word may not be for everybody. It's not for the stuck-up saints, but I believe I've got five or six folk in AlphaTree who can admit that you've made some mistakes. You dropped the ball. You made some poor and short-sighted decisions. Some of us can admit that 19 days into the new year, we've already messed up, stumbled, abused, and neglected. …
"When my soul fainted within me I remembered the LORD: and my prayer came in unto You, into Your holy Temple." Jonah 2:7. THE experience of the saints is the treasure of the Church. Every child of God who has tried and proved the promises of God, when he bears his testimony to their truth, does, as it were, hang up his sword and spear on the Temple walls and thus the house of the Lord becomes "like the tower of David built for an armory, whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty men." "The footsteps of the flock" encourage others who are following their track to the pastures above. Every preceding generation of saints has lived and suffered to enrich us with its experience. One great reason why the experience of saints in olden time is of such use to us is this—they were men of like passions with ourselves. Had they been otherwise, we could not have been instructed by what they suffered. They endured the same trials and pleaded the same promises before the same God who changes not in any measure or degree, so that we may safely infer that what they gained by pleading may also be obtained by us when surrounded by the same circumstances. If men were different, or if the promises were changed, or if the Lord had varied, all ancient experience would be but an idle tale to us. But now, whenever we read in Scripture of what happened to a man of faith in the day of trial, we conclude that the same will happen to us—and when we find God helping and delivering His people, we know that He will even now show Himself strong on our behalf, since all the promises are yes and Amen in Christ Jesus unto the Glory of God by us. The Covenant has not changed—it abides firm as the eternal hills. The preacher, therefore, feels quite safe in directing you to the experience of Jonah and in inviting you to make its lessons a practical guide to yourselves. …
At the Metropolitan Tabernacle, Newington. "When my soul fainted within me, I remembered the Lord."—Jonah 2:7. WHEN man was first made, there was no fear of his forgetting God for it was his highest privilege and delight to have communion with his Maker. "The Lord God walked in the garden in the cool of the day," and Adam was privileged to hold fellowship with God, closer, perhaps, than even the angels had in heaven. But the spell of that sacred harmony was rudely broken by man's disobedience and his dreadful fall. Ever since our first parent tasted of the forbidden fruit, which brought death into our world, and all its train of woes, his mortal race has been naturally prone to forget God. The evil propensities of flesh and blood have made it impossible to persuade man to remember his Creator. The complaint of God against the Jews is true as an indictment against the whole human family. "Hear, O heaven, and give ear. O earth: I have nourished and brought up children, and they have rebelled against me; the ox knoweth its owner, and the ass its master's crib, but Israel doth not know, my people doth not consider." Man is foolish; he flies from the highest good. Man is wicked; he turns his back upon supreme holiness. Man is worldly: he forgets the kingdom of God and the world to come. Man is wilful; he follows his own vain imaginations, and, with head-strong rebellion, opposes himself to his God, that he may pursue his own wayward course, and gratify his wanton passions. …