Jesus, what
do you want to do with my dull ears? How are you using this hard thing for
good, right now? I know it will have a ‘future weight of glory’, but it really
doesn’t feel ‘light or momentary’, it seems downright mammoth and millennial.
What can I grasp tonight as the fears taunt, overwhelm, and I futilely try to
prepare for a “what-if” future of fulfilled fears. In my feeble flesh, help me
to see your promises now, in the
land of the living. Help me to hope—I cannot without You. The darkness of
doubt, not of You, necessarily, is more disabling than the deafness.
Now, its
more, how do You, how can You, use me? Your word tells me my weaknesses make me
strong—yet I feel spiritual atrophy and apathy. Help me to choose to trust,
choose to hope, choose to worship in my weakness.
You use
these dull ears to draw me to You, to expose my flesh, my selfishness, pride,
and self-reliance. The way you use me and my dull ears isn’t defined by what I
can see. I may never know the extent of the ‘eternal weight of glory’ this
suffering, and others will bring. I can choose joy, you command us to be
‘joyful in hope’. Dash my western framework that joy is an emotion; no, it’s a
choice. Joy is a work of You as you change me to will to worship in weeping.
May I remember the ways I’m blessed. Thank you for perspective.
So, Jesus,
thank you for turning a self-pitying and short-sighted plea into a fruitful
prayer. You use my loss to teach me, to draw me to you in weakness. How you use
it to impact my life and others, is up to you.
Amen
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