What Prayer Does for Me

At its roots, prayer is evidence of our restored relationship with God. Prayer acknowledges that He is the Creator and we are the created; He is the Provider and we are the needy; He is the King before Whom everything bows, and we open our mouths to praise His name and give thanks. It is appropriate (or fitting, as they used to say) for us to turn our hearts toward Him in prayer, constantly and gladly. It is the best way to stop the painful legacy of hiding and self-sufficiency that we got from our First Parents, and clear evidence that we are being transformed into Christ-likeness. Charles Spurgeon preached it well:

“…the act of prayer teaches us our unworthiness, which is no small blessing to such proud beings as we. If God gave us mercies without constraining us to pray for them, we should never know how poor we are. A true prayer is an inventory of needs, a catalog of necessities, an exposure of secret wounds, a revelation of hidden poverty. While it is an application to divine wealth, it is also a confession of human emptiness. I believe that the most healthy state of a Christian is to be always empty, and always depending upon the Lord for supplies. It is to be always poor in self and rich in Jesus. It is to know our personal weaknesses and yet be mighty through God to do great exploits. While prayer adores God, it lays the creature where he should be—in the very dust. Prayer is in itself, apart from the answer that it brings, a great benefit to the Christian.” (The Power of Prayer in a Believer’s Life, Charles Spurgeon)

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“All of You is more than enough for
All of me, for every thirst and every need;
You satisfy me with Your love,
And all I have in You is more than enough.”
(Chris Tomlin, Enough)

The Most Important Holiday

Here at the brink of Easter the world teeters on the brink between death and life: fuzzy baby animals and pastel colors rioting everywhere against the matted brown remnants of Winter. And a person could feel overwhelmed at the rubble of brokenness, at all the things that don’t work right in this world. There isn’t one of us who hasn’t felt the weight of Adam’s curse in ways large and small, and maybe that’s why we plunge so eagerly into the glut of the calendar holidays,  to forget just for awhile the aches and pains, the way relationships can get so tricky, the masks we wear and the walls we hide behind, all the little distractions that tangle around the feet of those who run. But here just before Easter Sunday, if you have eyes to see, life and death hang in the balance.

And here at Easter is the crux of the matter– all the Earth’s history and future summed up, condensed into one wrenching weekend. The world that was spoken into existence by God’s Word and broken by man’s rebellion lives in feverish denial of its sickness and in dread of death to come. The eternal living Word that entered our world dies at its hands (carrying all of its brokenness on His shoulders), and then just walks out of it again. And God’s creation groans and heaves in the cataclysm. “Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation. The old has passed away; behold, the new has come.” (2 Corinthians 5:17) Here at the cross, life and death lay at Jesus’ feet. Jesus is living proof that there is nothing that God’s love and forgiveness cannot accomplish for us.

Easter is the one holiday we need to remember all year. Death is not the same terrible enemy. And Life is not the same futile effort. Now all of God’s promises to us are coming true in Jesus. Now there is always Hope. “I…pray that you will understand the incredible greatness of God’s power for us who believe him. This is the same mighty power that raised Christ from the dead and seated him in the place of honor at God’s right hand in the heavenly realms.” (Ephesians 1:19-20)

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“‘Dry bones, hear the word of the Lord! This is what the Sovereign Lord says to these bones: I will make breath enter you, and you will come to life.  I will attach tendons to you and make flesh come upon you and cover you with skin; I will put breath in you, and you will come to life. Then you will know that I am the Lord.’” (Ezekiel 37:4-6)

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“Great is Your faithfulness, oh God;
You wrestle with the sinner’s heart.
You lead us by still waters and to mercy,
And nothing can keep us apart.
So remember Your people,
Remember Your children,
Remember Your promise, oh God…
Your grace is enough for me.”
(Matt Maher)

Prayer is Always Called For

 

In every situation we can possibly find ourselves, there is one response that is always appropriate (even necessary), and that is to pray. God gives us this command over and over again through Scripture: come to Me…call out to Me…turn your hearts to Me…over and over, because our turning away to do things on our own is part of the great Wrong that needs to be righted, the Original Sin. This aspect of relationship is so important to Him that because we could not bridge the gap, He came to find us Himself and tear down all the walls between.  And still, over and over, God tells us, “Call to Me and I will answer you and tell you great and unsearchable things you do not know.” (Jeremiah 33:3) It is food for every hungry heart. It is a command that covers every circumstance.

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“Are you sick? Call unto Me, for I am the Great Physician. Are you fearful that you shall be able to provide for your family? Call unto Me! Do your children trouble you? Are your griefs little, yet painful, like small points and pricks of thorns? Call unto Me! Is your burden heavy as though it would make your back break beneath its load? Call unto Me!” “Cast your burden upon the Lord, and He shall sustain you; He shall never allow the righteous to be moved.” (Psalm 55:22) In the valley, on the mountain, on the barren rock, beneath the billows in the briny sea, in the furnace when the coals are glowing, in the gates of death when the jaws of hell would shut themselves upon you—never cease to pray, for the commandment addresses you with, “Call unto Me.”
(The Power of Prayer in a Believer’s Life, Charles Spurgeon)

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“He will call on Me, and I will answer him; I will be with him in trouble, I will deliver him and honor him.” (Psalm 91:15)

When Winter Seems to Never End

We are still hemmed in by piles of snow, but here we are planning our weekly Lenten lunches for the community, talking about how to make Easter real for hungry souls. And we can feed them sandwiches, fill up bowls of hot soup in cupped hands, re-tell the stories of our Savior’s Passion, but Easter’s new life seems very far away to a world gripped in Winter still.

And you don’t need to look far to see the bruised and the weary, hear the prayers going up for deliverance and answers, watch the upheaval of change and the demands that stretch to breaking. You can hardly escape the relentless newscasts about hate-fueled violence, see the world reeling on its axis. A resurrection can seem like a distant improbability to the one firmly stuck in cold hard realities. And under the gray-metal skies and endless cold, a heart can begin to numb– get the life leeched right out of it even though it is still beating– forget to look up, to look ahead and hope. This is what Lent is for, to remind us of the promise that goes back to the very Beginning, and it sets up the cross in the middle of everything, with the very flesh of God suffering death and bringing life to us. The prophet Ezekiel wrote down the promise for his own people: “’Dry bones, hear the word of the Lord!…I will attach tendons to you and make flesh come upon you and cover you with skin; I will put breath in you, and you will come to life. Then you will know that I am the Lord.'” (Ezekiel 37:4-6) Jesus repeated it to His dear friends just before He called their brother back to them: “I am the resurrection and the life. The one who believes in Me will live, even though they die; and whoever lives by believing in Me will never die.” (John 11:25-26) Lent sends our cold numb hearts to the cross and the empty tomb, bids us gaze on the proof of God’s love, let the certainty of hope run in our veins again and look forward to what He is accomplishing. Every year Spring brings that reminder of what is True and Eternal: the promise that in the end, Life wins. “.…thanks be to God, who hath given us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ!” ( Corinthians 15:57)

The bare-boned trees stand silently cloaked in snow, but there is resurrection coming.

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“Then will the lame leap like a deer, and the mute tongue shout for joy. Water will gush forth in the wilderness and streams in the desert.” (Isaiah 35:6)

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 “For people who are stumbling toward ruin, the message of the Cross is nothing but a tall tale for fools by a fool. But for those of us who are already experiencing the reality of being rescued and made right, the Cross is nothing short of God’s power.”  (1 Corinthians 1:18)

If God Is for Us

Some days when the future looms large and uncertain, this is enough:

“What, then, shall we say in response to these things? If God is for us, who can be against us? He who did not spare his own Son, but gave him up for us all—how will he not also, along with him, graciously give us all things? Who will bring any charge against those whom God has chosen? It is God who justifies. Who then is the one who condemns? No one. Christ Jesus who died—more than that, who was raised to life—is at the right hand of God and is also interceding for us.  Who shall separate us from the love of Christ?” (Romans 8:31-35)

In every loss, every hard place, every weary struggle of uncertainty, every paralyzing fear… we know this one thing for sure: that God is praying for us and with us; He loves us; He is on our side.

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“He holds the stars and He holds my heart,
With healing hands that bear the scars,
The rugged cross where He died for me–
My only hope, my everything.
Jesus, He loves me;
He loves me; He is for me.”

(Jesus Loves Me, Chris Tomlin)

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“He is mine and I am His, given to me as well as for me; I am never so much mine as when I am His, or so much lost to myself until lost in Him…”  (The Valley of Vision)

The Power in Prayer

If prayer is opening the door of our hearts and lives to Jesus in the Everyday, and coming in His name before the throne of God the Father, it shouldn’t be surprising to discover that the third member of the Trinity is involved in prayer as well. It is while Jesus is talking to His followers about praying in His name that He first brings up the Spirit-Helper that He is sending to us. And I will ask the Father, and he will give you another Helper, to be with you forever,  even the Spirit of truth, whom the world cannot receive….You know Him, for He dwells with you and will be in you.” (John 14:16-17)  Could there be any better way for us to get to know God than by having His Spirit as Ezer, or “helper suitable”?  Jesus goes on to explain that after He returns to Heaven to sit at the Father’s right hand, this Helper will stay to communicate God’s heart, His will, His mind to our spirits, so that we can understand Him and live as His children. From the beginning then, it was understood that we would need help in praying to God, that this communication was more than our human hearts could manage. The nineteenth century world-renowned preacher, Charles Spurgeon, who was also famous for his dedication to prayer, pointed out that if prayer is just saying the right things anyone with a mouth can accomplish it; if prayer is about desiring the right things, many hearts are able to aspire to great things; but because prayer is of the human spirit and reaches up to our Creator whose Breath we were born of, we need His spiritual help to reach across the infinite distance between.

Paul says plainly that the Spirit’s purpose is to help us to pray to our heavenly Father: “In the same way, the Spirit helps us in our weakness. We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us through wordless groans.” (Romans 8:26) How else could the limitations of human speech and mind address the Almighty, without the help of a Divine Translator to fill in the gaps? The prophet Isaiah felt his own spiritual inability keenly when he recorded his vision of the heavenly throne: “‘Woe to me!…I am ruined! For I am a man of unclean lips, and I live among a people of unclean lips, and my eyes have seen the King, the Lord Almighty.’” (Isaiah 6:5) An angel helped the prophet, cleansing his lips with fire, but in our own time of need, God Himself makes up for our weakness, cleansing us with Christ’s blood and putting acceptable words to our heart-cries. “And He who searches our hearts knows the mind of the Spirit, because the Spirit intercedes for God’s people in accordance with the will of God.” (Romans 8:27)

We could not ask for a more loving, patient, constant Helper, and lest we slide into picturing Him as some sort of live-in companion for the elderly, let’s remember that the word Ezer comes from root words that mean “to save, come to one’s aid, to make strong” and is generally used in a military setting. The word picture is of a battle comrade who fights alongside and has your back. Appropriate, when we think of how often Paul described the Christian life in just that way, saying“…our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against… the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms.” (Ephesians 6:12) And just a few sentences later, after detailing the armor we need for the battle, he reiterates the necessity of constant vigilant prayer for ourselves and others. There is a reason we refer to those with a powerful prayer life as Prayer Warriors. It is because of the Ezer, who is strengthening and protecting us in every moment, helping us to “live a life worthy of the Lord and please Him in every way: bearing fruit in every good work, growing in the knowledge of God….” (Colossians 1:10)

Our part in prayer is to open the door and give all our hearts to Him, but it is the Ezer‘s presence and power that makes prayer something more than words.

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“O Lord, you have searched me and known me! You know when I sit down and when I rise up; you discern my thoughts from afar. You search out my path and my lying down and are acquainted with all my ways. Even before a word is on my tongue, behold, O Lord, you know it altogether.” (Psalm 139:1-4)

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“He will direct your desires to the things that you ought to seek for. He will teach you your real needs, though as yet you do not know them. He will suggest to you His promises that you may be able to plead them. In fact, He will be the Alpha and Omega to your prayer, just as He is to your salvation.” (Charles Spurgeon, The Power of Prayer in A Believer’s Life)

 

 

 

In The Name of Jesus

As we press deeper into the practice of prayer, and realize that our soul is literally approaching the throne of the Almighty Creator and King, we understand more and more why Jesus underscored that we should come in His name. As Americans, born into the rights and power of the individual, we are perhaps hampered by our culture, on this point.  Only people under a government “by the people and for the people” would ever think that we could walk right into the presence of a ruler and address him personally. Even if we are entering God’s presence as a beloved and welcomed child, we dare not forget that it is only His gracious kindness that calls us such, and only the great price Jesus paid that opens the way for us. As the writer of the book of Hebrews points out, we could not pray at all without Christ going as the High Priest into God’s presence for us. Indeed, it is His crucified body and poured-out blood that remove every obstruction between us and God and make any relationship on good terms possible. “Therefore…having boldness to enter the Holiest by the blood of Jesus…let us draw near with a true heart in full assurance of faith….” (Hebrews 10:19, 22)

For the sake of His Beloved Son, God accepts us; the only way into His presence is to wear Jesus’ name and right-standing, to come as His followers. What Jesus taught His disciples about prayer comes into focus much more clearly now: “I am the way….No one comes to the Father except through Me.” (John 14:6) Not just the way to find forgiveness from God, but the way to find Him at all. Prayer then is the result of our closeness to Jesus– how offensive it must be for us to bring a list of our desires and concerns to the Father if our relationship with the Son is either casual or neglected.

Prayers rightly come out of time spent with Jesus, shaped by His will and purposes, marked by His grace, motivated by His love. Prayers rightly flow out of our interaction with the Savior who is renovating our hearts in the process, and this is why He can promise “If you ask anything in My name, I will do it.” (John 14:14) Asking in Jesus’ name for things He already greatly desires to give us brings Him great honor, both as the Giver and as the One who is bringing about this spiritual transformation in us. Paul inextricably links time spent with Jesus to our growth process: “And we all, who with unveiled faces contemplate the Lord’s glory, are being transformed into his image with ever-increasing glory, which comes from the Lord, who is the Spirit.” (2 Corinthians 3:18) So we see both prayer and spiritual growth flowing from the same sweet source– the presence of the Savior in our minds and hearts, because we have thrown open the doors and granted Him access to every room.

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“For this reason Christ is the mediator of a new covenant, that those who are called may receive the promised eternal inheritance– now that He has died as a ransom to set them free from the sins committed under the first covenant.” (Hebrews 9:15)

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“For our consolation when we survey God under the high and terrible aspect of a sovereign, we have this to reflect on, that He is under covenant bonds of promise to be faithful to the souls that seek Him. His throne must be a throne of grace to His people. And sweetest thought of all, every covenant promise has been endorsed and sealed with blood, and far be it from the everlasting God to pour scorn upon the blood of His dear Son.” (Spurgeon, The Power of Prayer in A Believer’s Life)

The Most Important Skill to Learn This Year

Our old friend stands there and talks about how our prayers have upheld him when he and his family lived in dark places; he tells stories about how God did miracles in people’s lives when we prayed; he tells us that praying is the best way to help them, “because when you pray you are entering the battle.” And I realize this is the work of prayer that Jesus calls us to, the kind Paul modeled when he said to the believers: “…since the day we heard about you, we have not stopped praying for you. We continually ask God to fill you with the knowledge of his will through all the wisdom and understanding that the Spirit gives.” (Colossians 1:9) To people like this, prayer is the most vital work of God’s people, an agreement between heaven and earth that God’s will should be done above all else, an open door for God to work in amazing ways.

There’s no question that understanding prayer is a foundational skill for anyone who is serious about following Christ, but I suspect that our experience of prayer will be determined by how we see it. It’s kind of sad really, how we get hung up on saying the right-sounding words…so that God will listen and others will think we are good at this? That kind of performance-measuring barely lifts our eyes off Self long enough to remember what we are even doing in the throne-room. And it’s surprising how many people feel like their own needs are bothersome or selfish; somehow maybe it feels more spiritual to pray for someone else.  No question, the Accuser is working to make sure that if he can’t sway us from our faith, we will at least be so hampered by faulty ideas and skewed perspectives that we will be frustrated and ineffective in it.

In our small group we keep looking back to the old picture that most of us saw when we were growing up– the one of Christ standing outside a door with no handle, knocking– a rendering much older than the artist, actually. The picture of Christ knocking is as old as the words of John’s vision closing out the New Testament. It’s Jesus showing us visually what kind of relationship He wants with us: “Here I am! I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in and eat with that person, and they with me.” (Revelation 3:20) Anything less falls short of Jesus’ idea of what prayer is like.

If prayer for us is like handing Jesus a weekly to-do list while He stands on the mat, then we are missing something very precious. And if we are thinking about how to word our wants in a way that will make Him sure to do it, then we are barely beyond the realm of superstition. I wonder how Jesus feels about the thoughtless earth-bound words we often call prayer? Real prayer is opening the door and inviting Jesus in to live with us, to inhabit the space of our lives and be the kind of friends that sit down and eat Monday night dinner together. It’s continually turning the eyes of the soul toward Him and asking for His opinions, His wisdom, His perspective on our experiences in life, and choosing to enter into what He is doing in the world. It’s exciting and unexpected, costs time and energy, and is a bit terrifying, if you think about it.

Real prayer is all those things, but it is the spark of restoration that can change everything it touches….because it is God’s Spirit partnering with our spirits to transform the world. As John heard and saw in his vision of heaven: “He who was seated on the throne said, ‘I am making everything new!’ Then he said, ‘Write this down, for these words are trustworthy and true.’ ” (Revelation 21:5) He is calling us all to enter the spiritual battle and be Prayer Warriors; it is perhaps the most worthwhile work we can do for the Kingdom of God, and for our own spiritual growth.

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I give you my life,
I give you my trust, Jesus.
You are my God,
You are enough, Jesus.
My heart is Yours…
Take it all, take it all,
My life in your hands.
(My Heart Is Yours, Kristian Stanfill)

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“‘For I know the plans I have for you,’ declares the Lord, ‘plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Then you will call on Me and come and pray to Me, and I will listen to you. You will seek Me and find Me when you seek Me with all your heart.'” (Jeremiah 29:11-13)

Wake Me Up Inside

This collection of prayers sits on the bedside table, words penned almost four hundred years ago by men and women who were willing to leave everything behind for the sake of their faith, sail across oceans and build homes on raw, uncultivated land. No guarantees of success or survival. But they had a dream to build a community on godly principles that would be a shining light to the rest of the world. I pore over their prayers at the end of the day and see their hearts burning bright with devotion, the power of God’s Spirit still evident in their words.

I am struggling to get back to normal, in the aftermath of the holidays, to find a quiet rhythm in ordinary days again. It always seems to take awhile to get used to the house stripped of its Christmas glory and rattling empty. Cooking is difficult without the extra mouths to feed, and I end up giving away the leftovers to anyone who will take them. All the little projects and plans I set aside during the busy rush of Christmas are still in piles,waiting to be picked up and smoothed into order, and I feel January slipping away already without much progress. My head says this is temporary and not the first time, counsels to wait it out till this feels normal again, do the everyday things that I know are productive and good. Everything seems unstable inside. And at night I read the extraordinary prayers of the Puritans, now faceless, nameless– their ordinary days swallowed up in the past– and long to live up to the legacy they have left behind for us.

What stands out the most is the sheer content: guess I would have thought their everyday physical needs would be more pressing and necessary. But these prayers read like poetry; they are psalms of adoration and worship. I am surprised at their deep knowledge of God’s nature, of His Word, of the finer points of theology. Clearly these were no uneducated servants and peasants, but literate men and women who had more lofty goals than raising enough food to eat and building houses, however difficult it was to survive in those early years of settlement. It reminds me of Jesus’ words to the crowds following Him around: “So do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’…But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well.” (Matthew 6:31, 33) These people understood His priorities, were looking at God through a magnifying glass, so that everyday life flowed along underneath that exalted vision.

Just as remarkable is their view of Self. Written long before ideas of independence or equal rights or personal potential, these prayers show a deep recognition of their own sinfulness and utter dependence on His grace, without even a hint of low self esteem; perhaps the clarity of seeing God in His glory and oneself forgiven does that for a person. They were certainly better off without the clouding factor of a narcissistic culture. And throughout runs an earnest desire to know God more fully, to serve Him faithfully, and surrender completely to His will. I mouth the centuries-old words deliberately, each night, often seeing how far short I fall of their intent– but you have to start somewhere,. And I find myself drawing near to the Throne of God in new ways. It is humbling, strips away the pride of a modern education, the assumption that our sophisticated technological world has made us better and stronger somehow. These writers knew God, desired Him to a depth that makes me wonder when half-asleep became the new normal. Prayer orients us as creatures around our Source and Center, and the whole of our ordinary little worlds can settle and turn, with that alignment.

As I wobble here, finding a way to live the ordinary days well, the Spirit whispers quietly, “…call on Me and come and pray to Me, and I will listen to you…I will be found by you…” (Jeremiah 29:11, 13) And I do know this to be true (though it seems I have to re-learn it again and again), that focusing the eyes of your heart on God is the best way to live the ordinary days; that praise and adoration of Who He Is gives me a better view of who I am; that the daily rhythms fall into place when my spirit walks closely with His. These very old prayers of saints long gone serve as both guidebook and reminder of how an extraordinary God fully intends to make my heart His home.  Prayer is the door opening, between my heart and His, my reaching out to the One who loves me with His life. And He is always standing there, knocking, ready to come in.

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“Thou hast loved me everlastingly, unchangeably,
may I love thee as I am loved;
Thou hast given thyself for me,
may I give myself to thee;
Thou hast died for me,
may I live to thee,
in every moment of my time,
in every movement of my mind,
in every pulse of my heart…”
(Christ Is All, in The Valley of Vision)

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 “I am the Vine, you are the branches. When you’re joined with Me and I with you, the relation intimate and organic, the harvest is sure to be abundant. Separated, you can’t produce a thing. Anyone who separates from Me is deadwood, gathered up and thrown on the bonfire. But if you make yourselves at home with Me and My words are at home in you, you can be sure that whatever you ask will be listened to and acted upon. This is how My Father shows who He is—when you produce grapes, when you mature as My disciples.” (John 15:7, The Message)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Of Stepping Stones and Open Spaces

A friend remarked at the beginning of the week that she had taken down all the Christmas decorations already, because by the time the holiday is over she just wants to clean her house and be rid of the clutter. I feel the same way, only not about the tree and the ornaments. For months I have had the thought that my life was pressing in, getting smaller and more chaotic, and I seem to be constantly busy, even though I am accomplishing less. It’s the kind of sense that can run along underneath everything else, just a faint hum in the background that you can ignore most of the time, until you lay down at the end of the day, or sit still for a minute, and there it is– like the warning light on your dashboard that you really have to pay attention to eventually.

We sit around the dinner table on the first day of the year, as we always do, and share our hearts over dessert and coffee. Usually it’s one of the pastor-dads that sets the theme– something provocative like “How have you seen God working in your life over the past year?” and “What are some of your goals for the coming year?” It is a way to celebrate and connect as an extended family, a well-loved tradition that stirs up both laughter and tears in the sharing.  As we listen around the room to young adults reaching naturally into the next big thing, maybe I envy (just a little) that stage of life when goals and plans are more like stepping stones. But I see their hearts to hear God’s voice and to seek the plans He has for them, and see how that is what will last, long after they pass these milestones of rings and dates and diplomas.

So I share too about the hopes for the coming year, but inside there is still the insistent knocking that I can’t put into words yet, and I know it will take time to resolve and find a direction to go. No big changes in store, no visible major goals to reach, and yet sometimes the best goals are more internal than external, and sometimes the ways the spirit grows are more life-changing in the long run. It could be that the biggest question at the start of a New Year is What does God have in store for me, and am I prepared to walk through that door when it opens? Is my heart in the right place to even recognize His leading, out of the myriad of voices in this world? These kinds of answers only come in the quiet spaces, and I can hear Him knocking at the door.

So here at the beginning of a New Year, I will set to cleaning out the piled up places in closets and lists and thoughts. I will create uncluttered margin in life… to read the unexpected… to focus… to think, now that the busy-ness of the holiday season is stilled. Make time to listen to God’s priorities for me in the next twelve months. And I will not be quick to fill in the lines of my new calendar with projects and plans and other people’s ideas for my time. Because the Church-planter said “…I urge you, brothers and sisters, in view of God’s mercy, to offer your bodies as a living sacrifice, holy and pleasing to God–this is your true and proper worship.” (Romans 12:1) I know I will live my best this year if I live in worship; we are always at our best when we are responding to the One who offered Himself as a sacrifice for us.

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“Oh what amazing love–
We need Your cleansing flood;
Jesus I come, Jesus I come.
In every broken place,
You are my righteousness;
Jesus I come, Jesus I come.
Thank You, Jesus;
Just as I am I come.
Hallelujah,
Oh what amazing love.”
(Jesus I Come, Elevation Worship)

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“I eagerly expect and hope that I will in no way be ashamed, but will have sufficient courage so that now as always Christ will be exalted in my body, whether by life or by death.” (Philippians 1:20)