Let me hear in the morning of your steadfast love, for in you I trust.
Make me know the way I should go, for to you I lift up my soul. Psalm 143:8
Why spend money on what is not bread, and your labor on what does not satisfy? Listen, listen to me, and eat what is good, and you will delight in the richest of fare. Isa. 55:2
Heavenly Father, there’s no better way to begin every day than feasting on the gospel. Lay the big breakfast buffet before us, give us the choice of any and every delicacy imaginable, and we’ll choose words of your steadfast love every time.
There’s no nutrient we need more than the fresh manna of your mercy and grace. Nothing tastes sweeter than the joy of your welcome, the promise of your presence, and the assurance of your affection. Feed us ample supplies of the Bread of Life and Living Water, Father.
For apart from the truth and power of the gospel, we worry more than we worship. We judge people more than we seek to understand them. We become easily offended, quick to irritation, and slow to kindness.
When we choose “snack food” over your provision, we think more often of ourselves than you. We act like spiritual orphans, rather than your beloved daughters and sons. We record and rehearse how people disappoint and fail us, more than we marvel at the way you forgive and love us. We use people, rather than serve them.
Father, apart from the banquet of the gospel on this March Monday, we’ll reach for junk food all day long—literally and figuratively. So feed us, then show us what thinking, feeling, and choosing in line with the truth of the gospel requires of us today. So very Amen we pray, in Jesus’ beautiful and bountiful name.
