Category Archives: Prayer
Epaphras, who is one of you and a servant of Christ Jesus, sends greetings. He is always wrestling in prayer for you, that you may stand firm in all the will of God, mature and fully assured. Col. 4:12 (NIV)
Likewise the Spirit helps us in our weakness. For we do not know what to pray for as we ought, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us with groanings too deep for words. Rom. 8:26 (ESV)
Dear heavenly Father, quite literally, sometimes all we can do is pray for certain family members and friends—people we love, who live in the vortex of mental and emotional illness; others who are willing participants and suppliers of their own destructive addictions; still others whose rage, pain, and trauma have more power over their lives than the true Trinity.
Father, help us to know what our limits are in these situations; what loving well in dark brokenness looks like; and what resources are available to us. Teach us how, like Epaphras, to wrestle in prayer for our loved ones, without, literally, wrestling with them one on one. Some situations are beyond reason, conventional care, or safe interactions. Help us Lord; help us.
It’s heartbreaking to watch people we love become people we fear. It’s unnerving to hear threats of self-destructive behavior, and to feel helpless—even hopeless in the midst of the emotional frenzy, rage-fueled words, and irrational activity. It’s paralyzing to feel responsible but incapable of helping. …
How long, O Lord? Will you forget me forever? How long will you hide your face from me?
Dear heavenly Father, I bless you that these difficult words were first sung by your people in Temple worship, for they show us that some seasons and sufferings in life cause us to wonder about your goodness, and question your faithfulness. Yet you are neither offended nor affronted when we feel this way. You welcome us in our woes, and if we don’t bring our cries and confusion to you, where can we go?
Indeed, Father, there are some times when it feels like you have forgotten us, or are hiding from us. For some of us, that moment is now, and that season has been going on for quite a while. Help!
2 How long must I take counsel in my soul and have sorrow in my heart all the day? How long shall my enemy be exalted over me?
The worse thing about not sensing your heart and hand, Father, is that we’re left to the shallow waters of our own counsel, and the voices of mockers and haters. “I though you said Jesus was enough. Where’s your mighty and merciful God now? Didn’t you tell me God wouldn’t give you too much?” Father, we don’t want the voices of darkness to prevail. We don’t want our suffering to sabotage our trust in your sovereignty. Come, Lord.
3 Consider and answer me, O Lord my God; light up my eyes, lest I sleep the …
Taking Responsibility for the Way We Speak to Each Other: Praying through Various Scriptures about Our Words
A good person produces good things from the treasury of a good heart, and an evil person produces evil things from the treasury of an evil heart. What you say flows from what is in your heart. Luke 6:45 (NLT)
Dear Lord Jesus, this Scripture is the bottom line, the “skinny,” the chase to which we must always cut, when it comes to stewardship of our words. The main issue isn’t tongue control, but heart fullness. Whatever I treasure in my heart will be reflected in the stream of my words.
This is why I must preach the gospel to myself every day—before any other storyline or crisis, disappointment or aggravating person, “fool’s gold” or personal agenda grabs the attention and affection of my heart.
The tongue has the power of life and death. Prov. 18:21 (NIV)
How important is the issue of my words? Jesus, may this one little verse stay ever before me. I am capable of bringing destruction and resurrection with my words—great harm and eternal good. I want to bring life today, Jesus. Help me with my instinct is to choose the opposite.
Don’t use foul or abusive language. Let everything you say be good and helpful, so that your words will be an encouragement to those who hear them. Eph. 4:29 (NLT)
Jesus, you never command anything you don’t resource, so when you tell me no foul or abusive language, you’ve not exaggerating. That’s not the law of performance, but …
How Our Relationship with Jesus Is to Impact All Our Relationships: Praying through Philippians 2:1-4
Therefore if you have any encouragement from being united with Christ,
Dear Lord Jesus, do I have any encouragement from being in union with you? What a blessed rhetorical question! Umm, let me see, because I’m united to you, all of my sins are forgiven; your righteousness has been declared to be mine; I’ll never be condemned for my sin again and God delight’s in me as much as he delights in you. Let’s start there.
if any comfort from his love,
Do I receive any comfort from your love? More than I can measure. Only your love is better than life and will never let go of me. Only your love satisfies the longings of my soul, heals the brokenness of my story, and breaks the chains of my foolishness.
if any common sharing in the Spirit, if any tenderness and compassion,
Does the Holy Spirit mediate your tenderness and compassion to me? Every hour of every day—even when I ignore it, deny it, or fail to take advantage of such graces. It’s your tenderness and kindness that lead me to repentance, and your compassion that frees me to own my weakness before you, time and again.
2 then make my joy complete by being like-minded, having the same love, being one in spirit and of one mind.
Here’s where the power of your resurrection must come into play, Jesus. Loving others with the love you lavish on me is easy toward some, difficult toward others, and seemingly …
”Woe to those who quarrel with their Maker, those who are nothing but potsherds among the potsherds on the ground. Does the clay say to the potter, ‘What are you making?’ Does your work say, ‘The potter has no hands’? Isaiah 45:9 (NIV)
Dear heavenly Father, even your “Woe’s” are gifts of grace, for they warn me of the foolishness of my reasoning, the limitations of my perspective, and the self-centeredness of my musings.
Sometimes, I “think” I’d like to be you for fifteen minutes. That’d give me a chance to fix people that need fixing; fund ministries which serve you the best, but struggle with finances the most; bring judgment upon those who’ve got it coming; alleviate the sufferings of friends whose pain is overwhelming; get even with people who’ve hurt me the deepest and betrayed me the most; put an end to human trafficking; rid the world of annoying politicians, fear-brokers, and “liberal” pundits; and, heal broken marriages of friends.
Alas, Father, I am such a mix of good desires and broken agendas. I look at my list and realize how much I need the gospel—every day and every hour. Of course, you the Potter have hands—big, loving, mighty ones. And not only that, you have a heart bigger than the universe; wisdom beyond all imaginings; and a timetable that makes Swiss precision seem like laissez-faire laziness.
There is a Day coming when you will put all things right and make …
Be still, and know that I am God! I will be honored by every nation. I will be honored throughout the world. Psalm 46:10 (NLT)
Dear heavenly Father, I’m staring at a big stack of unopened mail, a ton of yet-to-be-answered pone calls and emails, and a gotta-get-done list much longer than my idol of control will generally tolerate. By your Spirit, settle, center, and free me to trust you. I want to enter this day, and live it, at the pace of grace.
So I begin by acknowledging, yet again, that you are God, and I am not. I don’t want my main goal, these next few days, just to be getting a bunch of stuff done. I want my faith in Jesus to express itself in love, to everybody involved. I’ve asked it before, and I’ll ask again, Father, keep my to-love list more important to me than my to-do list. You, who will be honored by every nation and throughout the world, be honored in my heart, home, and responsibilities.
If I throw my heart into “cruise-control,” I know I’m quite capable of becoming short and rigid, impatient and pushy, controlling and obsessive. So I’m not going to put my heart into “cruise-control.” With palms up, I surrender to your peace and presence right now. Father, by the power of the gospel, I’m getting still before you, and I want to stay still, even as I take care of many responsibilities. …
Remember my affliction and my wandering, the wormwood and the gall! My soul continually remembers it and is bowed down within me. But this I call to mind, and therefore I have hope: The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases; his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness. “The Lord is my portion,” says my soul, “therefore I will hope in him.” Lam. 3:19-24 (NIV)
Dear heavenly Father, another day and another delightful deposit of your fresh mercies greet us. You are so grace-full and generous toward us, so we join Jeremiah in calling to mind your great love and your great faithfulness. In fact, we can “call to mind” much more of your love and faithfulness than Jeremiah. Our place in the history of redemption is to be much preferred over his.
Jeremiah lived looking forward to the coming of Jesus and the fulfillment of the promises of the new covenant (Jer. 31:31-34). But we live on this side of those blessed events. How much quicker should we be to praise you and how much greater should our hope be!
Lord Jesus, you are the reason we aren’t consumed with guilt and paralyzed with fear, stuck in our shame and drowning in doubt; for you took the judgment we deserved on the cross, and exhausted it. Because of you, God has forgiven all our wickedness and will never remember our sins against us (Jer. …
Oh come, let us sing to the Lord; let us make a joyful noise to the rock of our salvation!
Dear heavenly Father, my heart is filled with “joyful noise” and deep gratitude for the brothers and sisters in Jesus you have given me, and in particular, for those in Northern Ireland with whom we’ve lived and laughed, worshipped and wept, prayed and praised, dined on great food and feasted on an even greater gospel. What an utter joy, privilege, and honor these two weeks have been—a palpable foretaste of our coming life in the new heaven and new earth.
2 Let us come into his presence with thanksgiving; let us make a joyful noise to him with songs of praise! 3 For the Lord is a great God, and a great King above all gods.
Indeed, Lord, you are a great God, whose goodness is immeasurable, whose generosity is incomparable, and whose grace is inexhaustible. I’m convinced of this afresh, being with my beloved Irish brethren. And you are a great King—constantly at work in all things for your glory and our good; raising up and sitting down kings; giving and taking away, according to the purposes of your heart; welcoming us in our weakness, beautifying us in our brokenness. How can we keep from singing your praise?
4 In his hand are the depths of the earth; the heights of the mountains are his also. 5 The sea is his, for he made it, and his hands formed the dry land.
The countryside and coastal region of Northern Ireland …
What has happened to all your joy? Gal. 4:15 (NIV)
Will you not revive us again, that your people may rejoice in you? Show us your unfailing love, Lord, and grant us your salvation. Ps. 85:6-7 (NIV)
Ask and you will receive, and your joy will be complete. John 16:24 (NIV)
Dear Lord Jesus, we begin our day grateful for your pursuing heart, revealed in the questions, wooings, and pleas of the Scriptures. Today we ponder our need gospel renewal and the restoration of joy. We join the chorus of many who cry out, “Revive us again, Lord, restore to us the joy of your salvation.”
In response to Paul’s question to the Galatians, “What has happened to all your joy?” (Gal. 4:15), there’s a wide range of possible answers, Jesus. Some of us may have fallen back into performance-based spirituality—trusting more in our ongoing feeble works than your perfect and finished work. Some of us may have allowed roots of bitterness to grow deep, infesting our renewed hearts with the toxins of unforgiveness and revenge.
Some of us may be giving greater audience to our fears, worries, and anxieties than to your nearness, sovereignty, and grace. Some of us could very well just be exhausted from life’s challenges, bouts with illness, and the price of loving well; and we’re just flat out tired. Some of us are losing sleep and peace because of the condemning accusations of the consummate liar, robber, and joy-murderer—the devil himself.
Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and do not lean on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make straight your paths. Prov. 3:5-6 (NIV)
Dear Lord Jesus, many of us are staring big decisions in the face, and we need your help. It’s a joy to come before your throne of grace confident of your audience, grateful for your advocacy, and resting in your authority.
Indeed, Jesus, you are an involved Shepherd, not an absentee landlord. Even as we make plans in our hearts, you are actively ordering our steps (Prov. 16:9). This brings us immeasurable peace. You open doors no one can shut (Rev. 3:8), and you shut doors no one can open. Never let us forget that our future is not tied to making the right decisions but in trusting the right Lord.
Because of your great love for us in the gospel, we’re learning to trust you with all the stuff in our hearts—with our longings, fears, hurts, and dreams. To acknowledge you in all of our ways isn’t to make you Lord of anything, but to recognize you are Lord of everything. So in surrender to your sovereign heart and hand, we anticipate straight paths as we move ahead into these difficult decisions.
For those of us dealing with job changes and financial stresses, health issues and relationship complexities, show yourself to be both merciful and mighty, Jesus. May your mercy …