A Prayer of Thanks to My Heavenly Father
Sunday, June 17th, 2007Happy Father’s Day, Abba! Thank You for being such a good and gracious Father. Thank You for life, for saving me, for bringing me out of darkness and into Your marvelous Light. Thank You for being so incredibly patient in Your relentless pursuit of my heart. Thank You for loving me and accepting me—always.
There are no words to express the fullness of who You are and what You have done for me, so on this day I will use the inadequate human words I have used so many times before and simply say “thank You.” I wish I could give You more. But instead of wasting valuable time and energy trying to give You things You haven’t even asked for, help me to give You what you really want—which is all of me. All of the affections of my heart. All of my mind and all of my strength. All of my trust. All of my dreams. All of my hopes and all of my plans. All of them, all of the time.
God, I don’t want to hold anything back. I’ve said that so many times, but each time you peel back another layer and show me those things I am holding back just a little. It’s never a lot. It’s never intentional. Never in rebellion or disobedience, just those places I’m stuck in the ways and thoughts of this world. But they are there none-the-less and I hate them! Deliver me, Lord! It would absolutely break my heart to discover at the end of my days here on this planet that I could have given You more. I can’t even handle the thought of that, so take it all now—please. Continue to burn the chafe away here and now, so that what remains is pure and real. May my love and worship rise as a sweet aroma before Your throne.
Father, You gave me Your best. You gave me Your all. I want to love You with that kind of love. I want to give You my all. It’s NOT a sacrifice—it is my joy. Anything less would cause me sorrow upon sorrow. Wake me up, Lord, in those places I prefer apathy to action–and especially in those places I prefer safety and ignorance to the risk and pain of truly knowing Your heart. I don’t want to be sleeping when Your heart is breaking, when Your desire has yet to be fulfilled. But don’t let me mistake activity for productivity, either. Don’t ever let me throw myself into busyness and miss the “one needful thing”—sitting at Your feet listening to Your Word and hearing Your heart.
Lord, Your grace is so real and so sweet that it is sometime easy to use grace as an excuse for my sloppiness rather than as that which equips me for holiness. I don’t ever want to just do what You require—I want to do what you desire. You will never force any of us to make that choice—ever—but I choose Your best and highest willingly because I want You to have all that You paid for in my life. I want to be all You hoped and imagined my life to be. I want You to have the greatest satisfaction possible from my life. And then, since You are a God of the impossible, I want You to have even more than that.
So take it all, Lord. Bind me to the altar with Your strong cords of love, so I can never wiggle off when the fire is too hot. Set me as a seal over Your heart and pour me out, God—every last drop—whatever that looks like and wherever it leads me. I want You to spend me, completely and utterly, for Your glory and Your pleasure—now and forever.
It’s the only gift I can give You. It’s the only one You want.
I love You.In the priceless name of Your Son,
Amen