Heavenly Father, this heart of mine has been so deceived, so attracted to sweet temptations of this world. Time after time, I am disappointed by the foolishness of my hope in these things. I place my hope in man, in things, in careers, in dreams... and it always falls short. I long to say whole heartedly that my hope is built on nothing less than Jesus' blood and righteousness. To not trust in sweet temptations but solely on the name of Jesus Christ. Oh Lord, grant me the faith to trust in you when the storms come. To rest in your unchanging grace and love. Let my thanksgiving not be circumstantial. Rather Lord, grant me the faith to confess that I will still rejoice in the Lord even when the fig tree should not blossom, nor fruit be on the vines, the storm comes, or when life happens... etc. For I can rejoice because of Christ and Christ alone. The Lord of all, the Redeemer of those who are weak and lowly. I thank you for your compassion that you remember my frame is weak and made of dust. I thank you for your daily grace that is perfect and sufficient for me. I thank you that you hold onto me more than I to you. I thank you that you are loving and all that is withheld from me is a gracious withholding. I thank you for the solid rock of of Christ on which I stand. I pray all these things in the sweetest name of Jesus, Amen.
Wednesday, February 25, 2015
Cornerstone
Heavenly Father, this heart of mine has been so deceived, so attracted to sweet temptations of this world. Time after time, I am disappointed by the foolishness of my hope in these things. I place my hope in man, in things, in careers, in dreams... and it always falls short. I long to say whole heartedly that my hope is built on nothing less than Jesus' blood and righteousness. To not trust in sweet temptations but solely on the name of Jesus Christ. Oh Lord, grant me the faith to trust in you when the storms come. To rest in your unchanging grace and love. Let my thanksgiving not be circumstantial. Rather Lord, grant me the faith to confess that I will still rejoice in the Lord even when the fig tree should not blossom, nor fruit be on the vines, the storm comes, or when life happens... etc. For I can rejoice because of Christ and Christ alone. The Lord of all, the Redeemer of those who are weak and lowly. I thank you for your compassion that you remember my frame is weak and made of dust. I thank you for your daily grace that is perfect and sufficient for me. I thank you that you hold onto me more than I to you. I thank you that you are loving and all that is withheld from me is a gracious withholding. I thank you for the solid rock of of Christ on which I stand. I pray all these things in the sweetest name of Jesus, Amen.
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