This Daily Devotion is to help our members and others reflect on the understanding of Christian service to our Lord.

Devotion for Saturday, August 6, 2022

The Rt. Rev. Archimandrite, Msgr. George Appleyard

July 20

An Invitation to Prayer

The foundation of a house is laid by understanding, and it is erected by wisdom.
—Its cupboards are filled by awareness ​(Prov. 24:3&4)

from all kinds of good and precious things.

Come, let us open to the One knocking!

Psalm 144/145:14-21

The Lord upholds all who are falling, and restores all who are knocked down. The eyes of all are fixed on you
to give them their food at the right time. You open your hands
and fill to satisfaction every living thing. The Lord is just in all his ways,
and holy in all his works.

​(Rev. 3:20)

The Lord is near to all who call upon him,
to all who call upon him sincerely.
He will grant the desires of those who fear him, he will hear their supplications and save them. The Lord guards all those who love him,
and wipes out all sinners.
My mouth will blazon the praise of the Lord, and let all flesh bless his holy name forever— yes, forever and ever!

From Basil’s Homily Against Anger​.
Tongues are turned loose because of anger, and lips are left unguarded. Punches are thrown, along with insults, profanity, slander and other such things beyond counting, all the offspring of the rages of anger and temper. Temper sharpens a sword and one human dares to kill another. Through all this one brother no longer recognizes another, and parents and children forget their relationship. Irascible people first forget themselves and then all their friends as well. Just as raging streams on a mountain unite and rush violently into the valley, sweeping away whatever lies before them, so the violent and ungoverned attacks of angry people likewise crash through everything. Those with a hair-trigger temper respect neither age nor virtue, nor friendship nor past favors, nor anything else that should elicit restraint. A tantrum is a kind of temporary insanity. Some even do harm to themselves in their mania for revenge, forgetful of their own needs. Remembering those who have hurt them is like being bitten repeatedly by a horse fly and their rage pokes and prods them to the point that they will not stop until they have done some harm to the one who provoked them or until they have become the recipient–as sometimes happens—of something being smashed on them!

A Prayer

O Holy Spirit, do not let me dwell on past hurts. Keep me aware that recounting my hurts and wounds is like exposing myself to a swarm of infected insects. One bite, from one insect, may be all that is needed to cause an infection in me that can become fatal. Let me flee from the memory of past wrongs done to me or, better still, inoculate me against them by teaching me to truly forgive and forget them. Amen