5:40 AM
Psalm 119:17-32
Father, it has occurred to me that on my best day, when all seems right in my world and with me, it is still less than the life You have waiting for me in Heaven. It's like some people that are born into abject poverty and oppression. They just think that's how it is…that there's nothing better. You love me and want so much more for me but I am a sinner -- born a fallen man in a fallen world.
You, however, are to be glorified and praised! You are holy, set completely apart from me and this cursed earth. Thank You for the promise of Heaven and a New Earth. There is no earthly explanation for the goodness and kindness You show toward me…none. I have nothing to bring to this relationship: no holiness, no goodness; not even a decent prospect of godliness. I have nothing that You didn't give me. It's like when my dad used to give me a quarter to put in the offering plate. It really didn't come from me, but I gave it. Now, anything I have to give still does not come from me…it's all from You.
V18 Please open my eyes so that I may see wonderful things in Your law, in Your Word. The truth is, Lord, I'm a stranger v19 here on earth -- You made me a stranger the moment I took Christ's offer of salvation. I don't belong here because of You. Help me be more Heaven-minded.
Please have the pre-imminence today, Lord. Even though I'm a stranger here now too much of me is worldly. I really want to be second.
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