Recover All – Lesson One: We All Need Recovery Whole People In a Broken World

Recover All – Lesson One: We All Need Recovery Whole People In a Broken World

Blessed are the poor in spirit: for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.

 

18 I have seen what they do, but I will heal them anyway!  I will lead them.  I will comfort those who mourn,

 

“God blesses those who are poor and realize their need for him, for the Kingdom of Heaven is theirs.

 

15 I don’t understand myself at all, for I really want to do what is right, but I can’t. I do what I don’t want to—what I hate. 16 I know perfectly well that what I am doing is wrong, and my bad conscience proves that I agree with these laws I am breaking. 17 But I can’t help myself because I’m no longer doing it. It is sin inside me that is stronger than I am that makes me do these evil things.

 

12 There is a way which seemeth right unto a man, but the end thereof are the ways of death.

 

10 And he said, I heard thy voice in the garden, and I was afraid, because I was naked; and I hid myself.

21 It seems to be a fact of life that when I want to do what is right, I inevitably do what is wrong.

 

There was a time when I wouldn’t admit what a sinner I was.  But my dishonesty made me miserable and filled my days with frustration.

 

All day and all night your hand was heavy on me. My strength evaporated like water on a sunny day 
until I finally admitted all my sins to you and stopped trying to hide them. I said to myself, “I will confess them to the Lord.” And you forgave me! All my guilt is gone.

 

13 He that covereth his sins shall not prosper: but whoso confesseth and forsaketh them shall have mercy.

 

I am worn out with pain; every night my pillow is wet with tears.

 

14 You can’t heal a wound by saying it’s not there! Yet the priests and prophets give assurances of peace when all is war.

 

19 They promise freedom, but they themselves are slaves of sin and corruption. For you are a slave to whatever controls you.

 

We felt we were doomed to die and saw how powerless we were to help ourselves; but that was good, for then we put everything into the hands of God, who alone could save us, for he can even raise the dead.

 

And he said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in weakness. Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.

 

But he giveth more grace. Wherefore he saith, God resisteth the proud, but giveth grace unto the humble.