But thanks be to God, who in Christ always leads us in triumphal procession, and through us spreads the fragrance of the knowledge of him everywhere. 2 Cor. 2:14
Dear Lord Jesus, my heart is filled with gratitude today for your kindness and might, your grace and your persistence. You completely save those who come to you in faith; and the very faith we need for coming to you, you freely give us in the gospel. You are the victorious King—the Monarch of mercy, the Suzerain of salvation. You’ve come to overthrow the reign of sin—in our lives and in your creation, and (thankfully) nothing will deter you.
Lord Jesus, I gladly take my place in the triumphant procession Paul describes in this passage. I humbly assume the posture of both the conquered and conqueror. I praise you for rescuing me from the dominion of darkness—a kingdom in which I was both a willing citizen and a desperate slave. Only the gospel was powerful enough to set me free. Thank you for triumphing over me, and in me.
I’m also grateful to be among those released for a life of announcing your triumph of mercy and grace. What more could I want, for the rest of my life, than to be someone through whom the fragrance of the gospel is released—the aroma of forgiveness and freedom, the incense of reconciliation and restoration?
I want to be increasingly preoccupied with you—the victorious Christ, not “the victorious Christian life”. You’re my loving Master, not my private masseuse. Forgive me when my prayers reflect a greater commitment to my comfort than to your kingdom; and for “claiming” things you never promised. Give me much greater joy in living for your glory than my gain.
Wherever you take me in the triumphant procession of the gospel is the best place to be. However you want to spread the fragrance of knowing you is the best way to live. If it’s through our brokenness that the perfume of your presence is best released, then I’ll boast in my weaknesses all the more. So very Amen I pray, in your beautiful and loving name.
