Prayer For Help

Jesus is using this Lenten season to provide some unusual ups and downs in my sanctification process. Here’s a prayer to encourage those walking through the fires of refinement.

 

Psalm 88.13
But I call to You for help, LORD; in the morning my prayer meets You.

Almighty God, majestic in Holiness, incorruptible in Power, inexhaustible with Compassion, never-failing with Love:

I call to You for help.

I am in despair. I am afraid You don’t want to meet me this morning. All night my tears have been my food. Anxiety has been my companion. Darkness has overcome me. The morning has come, but Your mercies are not new. And I don’t know why.

I am afriad I am not good enough to be in Your presence. I am afraid You are distant. I despair that my will-power is too weak to make me holy and good. I despair that this morning I am unusually looking to my will-power to make me holy and good. I am trusting in horses and chariots.

I fear what people may think if they know of this weakness. I despair that in this moment I am tempted to please people. I despair that I am thinking more highly of self than I ought. I despair that I desire to show You, myself and others the wonder-working power of my strength. 

These things I never want to think!

Yet today, what I don’t want to think I find myself thinking. What a wretched man that I am! Who can deliver me from this present darkness?

What is my strength? What is my will-power?
My strength is nothing. My strength is dead. My will-power is lifeless. Powerless. Eternally impotent.

What purpose can be found in my weakness? What purpose is found in Your heavy conviction?

Perhaps Your glory and my good…

O Precious Holy Spirit of Christ, Great Comforter and Teacher. Thank You for revealing this great truth: all night and morning You have been a Faithful Gardener tilling the soil of my heart. Uprooting rocky idols and killing useless thorns and thistles. My cry for help has been answered! You are not avoiding me. You are sanctifying me. You are refining me. You, – Who fully adopted me and called me to Yourself through the precious blood of Christ and have promised condemnation no more! – You are not distant. No, the opposite. You are near. Very near. Too near for me to control. Too near for me to fight. You know my tendency is to look away from Your holiness. But in Your hesed, Your faithful love, You have brought the Holy to me. You became flesh and dwelt among us. Undeserved. Unmerited. You tear down walls I build in my heart. You invade my innermost rooms. You take captive every evil deed and thought and effortlessly bring them to submission under Christ, where they are securely imprisoned in eternal chains of darkness until the day He returns to make all things new!

This morning, God, make me weaker! For when I am weak, then I am strong. Your grace is sufficient for me. Your power is perfected when my will-power is destroyed. I have been crucified in Christ. I no longer live, Christ now lives in me. I died in His death. Now I live in His resurrected life.

Christ, make me weak so that Your power may reside even more in me. Use in any way You choose, insults, catastrophes, persecutions, stress, sickness and daily concern for Your congregation to conform me into the image of Your Son, Jesus. Is this a dangerous prayer, Lord? Is it dangerous to request You do what it takes to fill my heart and life with nothing but love for You? Absolutely not! It is a far more dangerous thing is to stand before Your bench of judgement and hold as my only defense: “I am good enough.”

You know the deep places where spiritual forces wage war for my joy in Christ. You know where enemy spies want to see treason against Your atoning death and resurrection.

Tear down the citadels fueling my reluctance to surrender all things to King Jesus. Silence every voice tempting me to negotiate the terms of my citizenship within Your Kingdom.

Your word this morning has proven again to be living and effective and sharper than any blade I’ve held. Your Divine scalpel dissects my heart precisely where selfish ideas and thoughts abide. Nothing is hidden from You. Continue Your work. You are the Potter, I am the clay. Mold me that Your eternal purpose set forth in Christ Jesus might come to fruition through the gifts You’ve apportioned me. All to the glorious praise of Your grace.

I called to You for help, and You heard my cry.

 

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Andrew Murray – Waiting On God (First Day)

an excerpt from one of his books on prayer, Waiting On God.

“The deep need for this waiting on God lies equally in the nature of man and the nature of God.

God as the Creator, formed man, to be a vessel in which he could show forth His power and goodness. Man was not to have in himself a fountain of life, or strength, or happiness: the ever-living and only living One was each moment to be the Communicator to him of all that he needed. Man’s glory and blessedness, was not to be independent, or dependent upon himself, but dependent on a God of such infinite riches and love. Man was to have the joy the receiving every moment out of the fulness of God. This was his blessedness as an unfallen creature.

When he fell from God, he was still more absolutely dependent on Him. There was not the slightest hope of his recovery out of his state of death but in God, His power and mercy. It is God alone who began the work of redemption; it is God alone who continues and carries it on each moment in each individual believer. Even in the regenerate man there is no power of goodness in himself: he has and can have nothing that he does not each moment receive; and waiting on God is just as indispensable, and must be just as continuous and unbroken, as the breathing that maintains his natural life.

It is, then, because Christians do not know their relation to God of absolute poverty and helplessness, that they have no sense of the need of absolute and unceasing dependence, or the unspeakable blessedness of continual waiting on God.

But when once a believer begins to see it, and consent to it, that he by the Holy Spirit must each moment receive what God each moment works, waiting on God becomes his brightest hope and joy. As he apprehends how God, as God, as Infinite Love, delights to impart His own nature to His child as fully as He can, how God is not weary of each moment keeping charge of his life and strength, he wonders that he ever thought otherwise of God than as a God to be waited on all the day.

God unceasingly giving and working; His child unceasingly waiting and receiving; this is the blessed life.

‘Truly my soul waiteth upon God; from Him cometh my salvation.’

First we wait on God for salvation. Then we learn that salvation is only to bring us to God, and teach us to wait on Him. Then we find what is better still, that waiting on God is itself the highest salvation. It is the ascribing to Him the glory of being All; it is the experiencing that He is All to us. May God teach us the blessedness of waiting on Him.”

Christ the Redeemer – poem/song lyrics

Broken by the fall
Damned for destruction

Wise in our own eyes
Blind to perdition

Earning every judgement
We believed the lie

But You speak tenderly to hearts that curse You
You bring life to souls that do not know You
Punishment for our sin poured on the Innocent Son

You destroy what You did not make
You make new what You did not break
You redeem what You did not lose
You restore what You did not use
You make all things new

Prayer reflection

From an address by South African pastor and author, Andrew Murray, at Exeter Hall on May 31 1895.

“…too little time is given to waiting on God. Is He not willing to put things right in His own divine way? Has the life of God’s people reached the utmost limit of what God is willing to do for them? Surely not.

We want to wait on Him; to put away

our experiences, however blessed they have been;

our conceptions of truth, however sound and scriptural we think they seem;

our plans, however needful and suitable they appear;

and give God time and place to show us what He could do, and what He will do.

…He can do new things, unheard-of things, hidden things.

Let us enlarge our hearts and not limit Him.”