September 9, 2018

Fake News

Father,  

When I put a few quarters in the vending machine, I expect my prize to fall immediately into the bin so I can grab it. I confess and agree with you -- sometimes I’ve treated you like a vending machine. I have talked to you, done things for you, or done things for others expecting you to drop a reward into my hands. Worse, I’ve measured your love for me by how much of what I want you give to me. And even worse, I’ve believed the lie that you don’t love me when things don’t go the way I want and when your answer to me isn’t, “Yes.” I have also judged others by looking at their difficulties and concluding that their challenges are the result of problems in their relationship with you or a lack of faith in their heart.

God, I’m so sorry I’ve hurt and offended you. These things I’ve done grieve my heart, so I turn from them and ask you to help me stay far from these temptations. Help me instead to treat you like my loving parent, like my hero, and like my best friend.

Help me to accept your “yes” humbly, your “maybe” peacefully, and your “no” trustingly.

I want to know that your love for me is the same when your provision of earthly things is plentiful and when it’s meager. I want to rest, knowing your love is deep, constant, and true, no matter whether I’m getting what I want or not. Please help me to recognize the truth when it comes to my ears and help me discern untruth and filter it out before it takes root in my heart. I love you. Thank you for your loving “yes” and your loving “no” when I ask for things -- you know best, and I trust you. In your son’s name I pray, amen.

For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways,” declares the Lord.
“As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts.
— Isaiah 55: 8-9, NIV