Yours, O Lord, is the greatness, the power, the glory, the victory, and the majesty. Everything in the heavens and on earth is yours, O Lord, and this is your kingdom. We adore you as the one who is over all things. Wealth and honor come from you alone, for you rule over everything. Power and might are in your hand, and at your discretion people are made great and given strength. 1 Chron. 29:11-12 (NLT)
Remember the former things, those of long ago; I am God, and there is no other; I am God, and there is none like me. I make known the end from the beginning from ancient times, what is still to come I say, “My purpose will stand, and I will do all that I please.” Isa. 46:9-10 (NIV)
Dear heavenly Father, though there are days when I, the clay, presume to tell you, the Potter, what to do; and stories that I a small-bit character, want to dictate to you, the perfect Author, how the plot should change; and circumstances about which I, your subject, want to order you, my King, into action… you remain so kind and patient with me.
I am so thankful that you are God, and I am not. I am so thankful that you are the Alpha and the Omega, and everything in between. I am so thankful you know the beginning and the ending, and every other moment as well. I am so thankful that you don’t answer all my prayers with a resounding “Yes!” I am so thankful that you don’t cater to my fancies, give into my whining, or share your throne with me—even for a nanosecond.
I am so thankful that you do as you please, even when your pleasure requires my displeasure. I am so thankful that you’re not co-dependent on me—in any way, shape, or form, and that I’m absolutely dependent on you—even when I “kick against the goads” (Acts 26:14), get frustrated with your sense of timing, or—in moments of temporary madness, question your goodness.
Father, I am so thankful you are God and the gospel is true, period. So very Amen I pray, in Jesus’ triumphant and tender name.