It's All About You, Lord

At times, we strive...accomplish...set goals...develop ideals...build lives. We fail...call out...remain...too often, fiercely independent.

At other times, we withdraw...become passive...an inert complacency settles...we pass time...dependent on others.

You are faithful, God. You formed us, called us by name and know our every thought...as countless as the grains of sand.

Your lovingkindness, longsuffering...waits...for our call. We need you, even when we think we don't.

We need you, when we look to others to fulfill our needs.

We need you, when our busyness erodes our awareness of your presence.

As we stand at the brink of another year, we are thankful for the gift of time.
Let us seek your abundant life...rich...vibrant...May we celebrate with joy...the time You give us...each day...the moments...savor all you give...

Mighty God, Holy Father, Lord:

You are our redeemer...You give us beauty for ashes...Your mercies are new every morning...Your grace...all is grace. Each life a testimony of it...Oh Lord, we each could say, we would be dead but for Your grace.

Your word...truly a lamp unto our feet...a light to our path.

Your word shines bright into our sin...revealing it.Because of You, we confess it.You forgive again and again and again. You cleanse...a God of second chances...a God whose love is flawless...perfect.We receive that love with reckless abandon...You show us righteousness...exhort us to be holy...yet show mercy when we fail...How can it be?

You are God...mover of mountains...author of miracles...lover of our soul...our salvation...stronghold...King...Lord...El Shaddai.All our sufficiency comes from you.

Your word penetrates the culture, race, time, and language. It speaks volumes...speaks life...into the dying...into those of us who believe we can live...without You. Your eternal love. Steadfast. Complete.

Thanks is not enough.

Our life...a testimony.We lay it down...for You to use...for Your glory. We die to self...so you might live...through each of us...children...created in Your image.

Make us an instrument of worship and glory...to penetrate these dark corners of the globe...where You have placed us.

We are not worthy. Your power is great. You take the unlikely...the downtrodden...the overlooked...the abused...even sinners...like us.

Your grace...All is grace.

We stand, we say, "Here I am. Use me."

It's All About You, Lord.


O Lord, our Lord, How majestic is Thy name in all the earth, Who has displayed Thy splendor above the mountains! Psalm 8:1 NASV

(It is God)...Who does great things, unfathomable, And wonderous works without number. Job 9:10 NASV

Therefore having been justified by faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ, through also we have obtained our introduction by faith into this grace in which we stand; and we exult in hope of the glory of God. Romans 5:1-2 NASV

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Belinda said…
Yes,I say with you, Joyful Fox, "Use me, Lord."

I stand amazed at his plan of salvation; at his pursuit in love of mankind.
7:34 PM
Joyful Fox said…
Belinda,

It truly is amazing...His love for each one of us.
8:11 PM
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