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A Prayer for Gaining a Fresh Sighting of the Occupied Throne of Heaven

     After this I looked, and there before me was a door standing open in heaven. And the voice I had first heard speaking to me like a trumpet said, ”Come up here, and I will show you what must take place after this.” At once I was in the Spirit, and there before me was a throne in heaven with someone sitting on it. Rev. 4:1-2

     Dear heavenly Father, thank you, thank you, thank you for this Scripture, and the centering, settling, liberating vision contained therein.

During a time of confusion and crisis, of all the things you could’ve shown John about heaven, you chose, first and foremost, to give him a clear sighting of the occupied throne of heaven. By the Spirit, through your Word, give to each of us the same.

Life isn’t random; stuff doesn’t just “happen”; circumstances don’t reign—you reign. There’s no panic in heaven—no head-scratching or furrowed brows; no consternation or perspiration; no crossing of fingers or “hoping against hope.”

And even though you don’t do all things easy, you do all things well. And even though you don’t work on our timetable, in your time, you make all things beautiful. And even though you don’t give us all the answers we want, you give us all the grace that we need. And even when we shake our fists at heaven, you tighten your embrace on us.

There’s no “gone fishing” sign over your throne—no memo for us to leaven a message, talk to one of your assistants, or take a number and wait. The “someone” sitting on your throne is you—Abba, Father. Even though you won’t give us all the details, we find great peace in knowing that things “must take place” (Rev. 4:1), according to your bidding. Hairs are numbered and kings are sitting, only by your decree.

For those of us in some measure of crisis or crucible, like John and the 1st century church in Rome, grant us a peace that passes all understanding, a faith that tethers us to Jesus, and a hope as big as the gospel.

May our “boasting in our weaknesses” (2 Cor. 12:9), be surpassed by our boasting in Christ (1 Cor. 1:31). May our groaning be that of the pains of childbirth (Rom. 8:22-23), and not that of simply complaining in the wilderness (Num. 14:2).

Father, thank you that things are not as they appear. You are in control and you love us, and that is enough. So very Amen we pray, in Jesus’ mighty and merciful name.

 

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