Our Prayer

SOVEREIGN GOD,

Thy cause, not my own, engages my heart,

and I appeal to thee with greatest freedom

to set up thy kingdom in every place where Satan reigns;

Glorify thyself and I shall rejoice,

for to bring honour to thy name in my sole desire.

I adore thee that thou art God,

and long that others should know it, feel it, and rejoice in it.

O that all men might love and praise thee,

that thou mightest have all glory from the intelligent world!

Let sinners be brought to thee for thy dear name!

To the eye of reason everything respecting

the conversion of others is as dark as midnight,

But thou canst accomplish great things;

the cause is thine,

and it is to thy glory that men should be saved.

Lord, use me as thou wilt,

do with me what thou wilt;

but, O, promote thy cause,

let thy kingdom come,

let thy blessed interest be advanced in this world!

O do thou bring in great numbers to Jesus!

let me see that glorious day,

and give me to grasp for multitudes of souls;

let me be willing to die to that end;

and while I live let me labour for thee

to the utmost of my strength,

spending time profitably in this work,

both in health and in weakness.

It is thy cause and kingdom I long for, not my own.

O, answer thou my request!

***(please not there are a few new post that are further down on the blog, that have just been published today, but are posted under early dates)

Willing to be Nothing

You know, when I decided to follow Christ, I surrendered all. But the longer that I walk with Him, the deeper that the surrender seems to need to go.

Some people are called to do great things for Christ, to be the ones that move nations, reach cities, start movements. Then there are others... the others at the end of Hebrews chapter eleven. The unnamed ones, the ones that never had the chance to see the impact they made, never seemed to move anyone, and even in some cases died misunderstood. Am i willing to be a Jeremiah that followed, loved, wept, but still had to watch the judgement come? We talk about Jim Elliot, and he was a great a man, but he had no idea what his death would do. I wonder when those Auca Indians came with spears and arrows how he felt. I am sure that grace was there, but I am sure it was easy to have felt a failure. I am sure in his mind he thought, "God, but I have just started, who will reach them now?" Little did he know what his death would do.

God asked me something today. Am I willing to follow Him, do everything that He says, and in my life not be understood, and maybe even in some peoples' eyes be a failure?

Why do we serve, for Him or them?