Tuesday, May 22, 2018

Flood me


My Lord,

It seems like you want to flood us.
Streets,
ditches,
streams,
rivers,
sidewalks,
basements.

I'm not enjoying it.
You can stop anytime.

But that's not you.
You can't help but flood the minds and hearts of your people.
Sometimes your Spirit comes in like a tidal wave,
just to remind me who you are
and what you are capable of doing.

I know you are all-powerful.
I know you're the Living Water.
I know you give life--
you don't take life.

You refresh, you satisfy, you fill.
You are enough.
You are more than enough--
I can't handle your power or your mercy.
I can't understand it.

So when I feel that I have more than I can handle,
I must be looking at the floods around me
instead of looking up to you
who are more powerful and more capable than anything this world can throw at me.

Flood me.
Help me not to fear your flood
but to ride the waves--
to sail on--
to walk on water--
to drink from your cup.

Make the water that you give me
well up and flood everyone and everything around me.
Make me your tidal wave of love and mercy.

You are my Living Water,
and I thirst for you.

Amen.

"When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; and when you pass through the rivers, they will not sweep over you."--Isaiah 43:2

"Jesus said, 'Everyone who drinks this water will be thirsty again, but whoever drinks the water I give will never thirst. Indeed, the water I give him will become in him a spring of water welling up to eternal life.' "--John 4:13-14

Thursday, May 17, 2018

I believe you love me

Dear Lord,

All your ways are good.
I believe you love me.

When life is difficult, and circumstances don't go my way,
I believe you love me,
and you're working out a plan to mature me.

When people and struggles are cruel and unforgiving,
I believe you love me,
and you're teaching me something about myself and about yourself.

When you bless me with family love and encouraging friendships,
I believe you love me.

Yet you don't love me any more when my life is easy than when it is hard,
even thought that seems true to me.
Ease is not better proof of your love,
but it does reveal the degree of my faith in you.

Thank you for your patience with me,
for your long-suffering nature that understands how many times it takes for me to believe and accept truth,
especially truth of your sacrificial and eternal love.
As if you had something more to prove!

Living by faith and not by sight is hard for me--
I so easily forget that you are love,
all the time,
when I feel loved and happy
and when I don't.

You never change.
I believe you love me,
and that makes my life glorious and astounding.

I love you, too,
in my feeble, human sort of way.

Amen.

The Lord is righteous in all his ways and loving toward all he has made.--Psalm 145:17

Thursday, May 10, 2018

Thank you for the blessings I understand and the ones I don't

Dear Lord-Provider,

Thank you for answering my prayers.
I'm grateful for your blessings,
even when they happen in your timing and not mine.
(Your way always seems way too long in coming.)

I'm trying to believe that your timing is perfect,
even when I can't see that it is.

I know I need patience
and faith to trust you.
I'm glad you're working on this in my life,
even though I hate it.

I love you.
In my feeble, pathetic, human way,
I love you.
And I desire to love you more all the time,
not just when you bless me.

Until you make me wait another time
and then bless me again after I've waited,
I just want to say--

I believe in your timing.
I'm grateful for the blessings I understand and the ones I don't.
I trust your will for your gifts that are coming,
no matter what they look like at the time I receive them.

Amen.

Wednesday, May 2, 2018

What are my idols?

Dear God Almighty,

I want to sit in your presence and hear you speak to me.
But perhaps I'm worshipping something else,
something about me and for me,
instead of listening for your will
or obeying what I already know I should be doing.

I do desire clean hands,
a pure heart,
and a soul that's not idolatrous.

The truth is, worship of you only is hard.
I naturally drift toward self-centeredness.
Show me where I go wrong,
where I steer away from loving you completely.

What are my idols?
Are they people I love?
Success?
Acceptance?
Recognition?
Security?

Cleanse me of these desires
and give me a pure heart
that seeks only You.

You are my One and Only,
my Alpha and Omega.
my Beginning and End.
You alone.

And thank you for your patience with me.

In Jesus' name,
Amen.

Psalm 24:3-4

Friday, April 27, 2018

When you want to quit praying


Dear Lord,

I'm tired of praying about this.
Nothing changes.
Do you want to help me?
Do you hear me?
Will you respond to me?

I'm waiting.
Help me to grow while I wait.
Strengthen my faith--
I don't trust you enough.

Help to to readjust my focus,
to remember that your plans are bigger than my plans,
that your love spans generations, cultures, and centuries.
You are producing good works in me and in many other people, too,
while I wait here impatiently,
trying to decide if I should quit praying.

I'm sorry.
I'm so selfish and demanding.
Help me to persevere,
and by being faithful in prayer,
I want to bring you glory,
today and every day.

Strengthen my resolve.
Help me not to grow weary in praying.
Give me a harvest of good works,
a life lived in complete surrender
and total expectation of the abundance of God's love!

In Jesus' name,
Amen.

Read Lori Hatcher's blog post today, called "Powerful Hope When You're Ready to Quit Praying."

1 Thess. 5:17--"Pray without ceasing."

Thursday, April 26, 2018

How you re-create spring and me: A prayer of thanks and wonder

Dear God Creator,

Wow! It's spring, and I'm startled by the beauty you've created.
How could anyone invent such varied and delicate blossoms
or paint such a canvas as Virginia in the spring?
White, pink, fuchsia, purple, yellow, periwinkle, green--
the colors of flowering trees and plants
blend together in shocking splendor.

You did this because you love me
and you can't help but create, again and again.

You're doing it in me every day,
re-creating something that was dormant during the winters of my life,
something I've given up on and decided I can't change.
I've decided that some part of me will never improve.
That this is just the way I am.

Yet the Spirit of God in me says,
 No.
You were created for something more.
You are splendid.
I am making you new, always pruning, always nurturing,
always alive and hopeful,
like spring.
You are being re-born.
This is what I do.

I create.
I make all things new.

Thank you.
I worship you for who you are and what you can create.

Amen.

Wednesday, April 18, 2018

A little big prayer for blessing


















Lord,
Bless me, indeed.
Enlarge my territory.
Put your hand on me and never remove it.
Keep me from harm and from causing pain.
Be with me in a big way
because you're a big God.
The One and Only.
Amen.

From The Prayer of Jabez, 1 Chronicles 4:10