Friday 9 July

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Almighty God,
send down upon your Church
the riches of your Spirit,
and kindle in all who minister the gospel
your countless gifts of grace;
through Jesus Christ our Lord.  Amen.

2 Corinthians 4
Therefore, since it is by God’s mercy that we are engaged in this ministry, we do not lose heart. We have renounced the shameful things that one hides; we refuse to practise cunning or to falsify God’s word; but by the open statement of the truth we commend ourselves to the conscience of everyone in the sight of God. And even if our gospel is veiled, it is veiled to those who are perishing. In their case the god of this world has blinded the minds of the unbelievers, to keep them from seeing the light of the gospel of the glory of Christ, who is the image of God. For we do not proclaim ourselves; we proclaim Jesus Christ as Lord and ourselves as your slaves for Jesus’ sake. For it is the God who said, ‘Let light shine out of darkness’, who has shone in our hearts to give the light of the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ.
But we have this treasure in clay jars, so that it may be made clear that this extraordinary power belongs to God and does not come from us. We are afflicted in every way, but not crushed; perplexed, but not driven to despair; persecuted, but not forsaken; struck down, but not destroyed; always carrying in the body the death of Jesus, so that the life of Jesus may also be made visible in our bodies. For while we live, we are always being given up to death for Jesus’ sake, so that the life of Jesus may be made visible in our mortal flesh. So death is at work in us, but life in you.
But just as we have the same spirit of faith that is in accordance with scripture—‘I believed, and so I spoke’—we also believe, and so we speak, because we know that the one who raised the Lord Jesus will raise us also with Jesus, and will bring us with you into his presence. Yes, everything is for your sake, so that grace, as it extends to more and more people, may increase thanksgiving, to the glory of God.
So we do not lose heart. Even though our outer nature is wasting away, our inner nature is being renewed day by day. For this slight momentary affliction is preparing us for an eternal weight of glory beyond all measure, because we look not at what can be seen but at what cannot be seen; for what can be seen is temporary, but what cannot be seen is eternal.

Psalm 139
    O Lord, you have searched me out and known me;
   you know my sitting down and my rising up;
      you discern my thoughts from afar.
    You mark out my journeys and my resting place
   and are acquainted with all my ways.
    For there is not a word on my tongue,
   but you, O Lord, know it altogether.
    You encompass me behind and before
   and lay your hand upon me.
    Such knowledge is too wonderful for me,
   so high that I cannot attain it.
    Where can I go then from your spirit?
   Or where can I flee from your presence?
    If I climb up to heaven, you are there;
   if I make the grave my bed, you are there also.
    If I take the wings of the morning
   and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea,
    Even there your hand shall lead me,
   your right hand hold me fast.
      If I say, ‘Surely the darkness will cover me
   and the light around me turn to night,’
      Even darkness is no darkness with you;
      the night is as clear as the day;
   darkness and light to you are both alike.
      For you yourself created my inmost parts;
   you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
      I thank you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
   marvellous are your works, my soul knows well.
      My frame was not hidden from you,
   when I was made in secret
      and woven in the depths of the earth.
      Your eyes beheld my form, as yet unfinished;
   already in your book were all my members written,
      As day by day they were fashioned
   when as yet there was none of them.
      How deep are your counsels to me, O God!
   How great is the sum of them!
      If I count them, they are more in number than the sand,
   and at the end, I am still in your presence.
      O that you would slay the wicked, O God,
   that the bloodthirsty might depart from me!
      They speak against you with wicked intent;
   your enemies take up your name for evil.
      Do I not oppose those, O Lord, who oppose you?
   Do I not abhor those who rise up against you?
      I hate them with a perfect hatred;
   they have become my own enemies also.
      Search me out, O God, and know my heart;
   try me and examine my thoughts.
      See if there is any way of wickedness in me
   and lead me in the way everlasting.