My Lord, You exist eternally and therefore have no beginning nor an end. You never change and cannot fail. You are full of wisdom and foresight is something you do not lack. You know all and control all. By Your word, You accomplish the impossible. You are merciful and have held back from us what all men have earned. Your greatest attribute may very well be Grace. For You love to pardon the sinner and take pleasure in overflowing Your people with goodness that shows Your grace and mercy. How great and good You alone are.
Reading Your word which is pure and true, it describes Your splendor and wondrous works that have no number. How You created the heavens and the earth an established their ends. How You gather the wind in Your fist and placed the stars in the sky and know them all by name. Again Lord, How great and good You alone are.
I remain in awe and find comfort reading how You protected Israel from Pharaoh’s army and made it possible for them to cross the sea on dry ground. How You made the sun stand still and gave life to a valley of dry bones. Water is turned to wine by Your power, demons obey and flee. The wind and seas obey with just a word! Is there anything to hard for You! How great and good You alone are!
All of my works and deeds has not earned Your love. Long before I was born, You knew me and ordained my redemption by the shedding of Righteous blood. You took what was broken & vile and called it Yours. Although, if it had been my choice, I would rather have slapped You in the face and followed my own will. My limited vocabulary does not grant me the words to describe properly how appreciative that I am, that my will would never trump Your good and perfect will. My heart was full of treason and hatred toward You and yet,…You saved me. You granted me faith and repentance and helped me to believe. Your love towards a sinner such as me is a mystery that I cannot grasp. You love me though. How great and good are You alone!
At one time, I was a rebel full of hate towards You. Now with the lens you have given me, I see the wicked deeds of men all around me. They fuel my burden as they provide a constant reminder of the treachery I had towards You. In my sinful state, it was I who yelled over every other, “Crucify Him!” It was I who yelled for the murderer to be set free rather than the Righteous. You knew this and yet, You make me Your treasure.
The knowledge of this leaves me in the company of your servant David who desired that men would know and come to You. That they would know Your sovereignty an all of Your attributes. That You are El-Shaddai, God Almighty ,”the God who is all-sufficient and all-bountiful, the source of all blessings. That You are faithful and keep Your promises. That Your wrath is unlike human anger; it is never capricious, but a necessary response to evil. How Your word is to the soul as breath is to life. How salvation is not found in work other than the work of Christ. That He brings life where there was none.
With all of this knowledge of You, I humbly ask, “Where are Your evangelist?” Where are Your people pleading and preaching Your word so that men would be saved? Where are those lifting your name in the highways and hedges compelling men to come? Where are your servants willing to sell themselves into slavery so that men would not die without hearing Your name? Where are those who hear “Follow Me” and picture a hard road paved with afflictions that end with the Lamb receiving the reward for His suffering, rather than an invitation to a lavish meal in their honor? I know that Your plan cannot be thwarted. That you will have mercy on whom You will have mercy, and save all whom You choose. It is Your glory that I desire the most. And what better glory for You, than for those who would hold the robes of murderers, that they would be converted only to proclaim the One who they would have zealously tried to extinguish. I know that Your people are everywhere Lord working and doing Your will. I pray for them that they would persevere and fervently work to make Your name great.
If they are fearful, remind them of how you protected Elisha with an army of angels. Remind them that the one who would wish them harm, is nothing more than a pitiful dog on a leash. That he is too a created being and with no might except that which You allow. If they fear a loss of words, remind them how You gave words to Your prophet Moses and Jeremiah. How Paul’s preaching was a demonstration of the Spirit and not of eloquent speech and pervasive words. If they struggle with unbelief, help them with their unbelief. Oh Lord, and if they have simply forgotten what they have been saved from and saved for, will You remind them of the Cross. Show them Your glory and how great and good You alone are.
You have said in Your word,
“Behold, I am the LORD, the God of all flesh. Is anything too hard for Me? “
A thousand earthy kings could not equal Your power. A thousand legions of strong men could not bend Your arm. An infinite number of stars combined could not bring light to the darkness like Your word. So I beg of You to raise up laborers to proclaim your glories. May You help Your people see what You see, to love what You love, to hate what You hate. Break my heart continuously as well as the heart of my brothers and sisters over the plight of sinful men. Help us to die for Your glory rather than seek it for our own. Please Lord, raise up laborers so that all may know You.