I want to be at God’s feet,
being nurtured by the fruit of His Spirit. I want to greet Him at His throne,
praise Him for being on that throne, and acknowledge that He is in control of
not only my daily needs but also those needs that arise when I hurt and struggle.
(Lk 11:2-4, Matt 6:9-13). God is always on the throne, the King, the Ruler of
all nature, and yet I in my finite wisdom want to replace Him with me. My
prayers, when humble, when acknowledging that He is LORD and always will be,
halt the tendency to say, “God, I know better. Let me handle this.” I want to
seek His face, I want to knock at the door, because I know that all good gifts
do indeed come from God. (Lk 11:8-13) I know that God is always there. I want
to love Him and have faith in Him forever, the way He wants me to. I want to
listen to His heart and do as He says. I want to pray openly as I sit at His
feet. I want to be honest and true to God when we talk. This will only happen
when I allow Him to remove the bricks in my walls and show me to myself the way
He made me, not the way I think I am. As long as that wall is up, I have a
false image of who I think is on the other side. Once He begins removing the
bricks I can see the true image, His image, in which I was created. But it only
happens if I allow Him. Why? Because He wants to hear me say, “You are in
control. The only one Who knows me the way I should be known.” Brick by brick.
“But God...” Brick. “Don’t you see?” Brick
As the bricks are removed, the result of those concerns and worries comes
across crystal clear. Brick. Worrying does no good, because that means I
continually take God off the throne, or at least think I do. Brick. And He
loves it best when I am trying to understand and trying to walk with Him. He
loves my search, because He knows the end result can only meaning knowing Him
deeper and seeing Him more clearly. But He love most of all when I allow Him to
take me to the answers. When the bricks come down, when I see Him face to face,
without the veil. When I know He loves me, has always loved me, and will always
love me. This is why I will die, to get to the point where God can lift the final brick from my wall and I
can see me and Him through His eyes, for my eyes while on earth cannot distinguish
illusion from truth, but His can, through eternity. (Job 21:5) Prayer is not to
benefit Him, but exists that the bricks can come down and I can see clearly and
follow more nearly and love Him more dearly. (Godspell, “Day by Day”) My
attitude can then be like Jesus’ in Matt 26:29, one of acceptance of what the
Father wants him to do, even though it is quite difficult for him to understand
(Mr 14:36, Lk 22:42). My prayer in worship needs to be of that humble,
submissive attitude that accepts rather than understands. It needs to be like that
of David, who in II Sam 12;22, 23, fasted and wept over his sick and dying
child and then once the child was dead became accepting of the Lord’s will. It
needs to be of the attitude of Job, who tore his clothing, shaved his head, and
prostrated himself on the ground worshipping God in humbleness. (Job 1:20,21)
Nor should my prayer life be obvious to anyone. (Matt 6:6)And above all, I must
maintain my humility, not pray a list of expectations, but pray as though God
could refuse me (because he could) and come before him pleading and contritely
(Gen 19:20; Gen 24:12; Gen 32:9-12) Only in my honest supplication and pleading
to God as a Father and King will I be able to stop satan (Luke 22:31,32). I
have to fully believe that if I ask the door will be opened (Matt 7:7,8) and
that the comforter was sent for me as well as for the apostles so that I would
know how to give account(John 14:16). The only way I can stop my enemies is
through prayer, because by praying and going in God’s presence, I can truly put
aside all concerns for failure. For in God there is no such thing as failure.
(Neh 4:9) So when I pray I must seek His Glorious Visage, that Face that
conveys the peace that passes all understanding (Ps 27:8; Ps 105:3,4). When I
call upon Him, He comes full and with His coming, all His truths become
evident, His words plain, His existence true. (Ps 145:18)
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