A couple weeks ago, the Lord laid it on me to study Luke... for an unrevealed stretch of time. Maybe for this whole year. Not exactly certain why, and it's rare that I'm put under that sort of pressure to study something "Gospel" or "NT", since I'm usually buried in prophets and psalms and history. A few small pieces have buzzed out at me, but the other day one jumped out and really hit me.
Luke 5:15-16 -- Amplified. But so much the more the news spread abroad concerning Him, and great crowds kept coming together to hear [Him] and to be healed by Him of their infirmities.
But He Himself withdrew [in retirement] to the wilderness (desert) and prayed.
This reveals one of my besetting sins. Wanting to keep jumping in to help people walk through, or be healed of, their "infirmities" -- body, soul, or spirit.
But Jesus withdrew Himself to the wilderness, and prayed.
Oh, my!! What a concept. Withdraw and pray, without jumping in and "fixing" -- controlling? -- "helping" -- doing what's "obviously" needed. [As my dear husband has described my knee-jerk responses to many crises ... throwing myself on other people's grenades.]
What a daily struggle for me! Withdrawing to pray, seek my Father's heart, hear His clear instructions, touch [spiritually speaking] only those He indicates ... even if I don't know how they will respond. Realizing it's not my business to know the ultimate result. My only "business" is to do what He calls me to do. Period.
And how would I know what He calls me to do? Listen.
How to hear His voice? Pray.
How to pray in that way? Withdraw to a "wilderness", "desert", quiet room, closet.
To "Be" Jesus.
My prayer: "Come, Lord Jesus, fill me, and give me the courage and discipline to follow Your pattern."