In silence. Yielded.
His love letter to each of us, written with blood. He rose from the dead. Ever-living.
In believing, we receive freedom. Life, eternal. Now.
We respond and worship. But then, somehow . . .
We’re carried about by urgent needs and work, by school, and overwhelmed with hurts. We’ve got news, opinions, movies, and endless pictures at our fingertips.
“Dear Lord, we forget. “We like sheep, continually go astray.”
We forget to worship You. The One who cares and gave His everything. The Lover of our souls, the Keeper of our ways. We forget to worship. We forget that there’s power when we pray!
We forget Your promises. The clock ticks and urgent matters come up and in the midst of it all, we feel our very beings begin to fray.
Right now, today. Remind us what You say:
I Am the LORD, I “will fight for you; you need only be still,”Exodus 14:14.
I Am the LORD, I “give strength to the weary and increase the power of the weak,” Isaiah 40:29.
I Am the LORD, those who “hope in Me will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not faint,” Isaiah 40:31.
I Am the LORD, “So do not fear, for I am with you,” Isaiah 41:10.
This is only a “drop” compared to the “ocean-full” of promises for us. Don’t let us wander off.
Remind us. Holy Spirit imprint on our minds, a picture of Jesus and His nail-pierced hands reaching out for each and every one.
For the sins of the world, You willingly paid and bled.
Give us the ears to hear Your words, throughout our day, “Follow My lead.”
And Dear Lord, will You move our, often stubborn hearts to “take heed.”
“Be Thou our Vision.”
We wait with great expectancy . . .
We choose to worship You now, and watch our anxieties flee. We choose to worship You Jesus, Be Thou our Vision. Restore Peace to our restless hearts.
(Perhaps the oldest recorded hymn, or one of the few,) Let us exalt the Lord as we take time to meditate and speak:
Be Thou my Vision, O Lord of my heart;
Naught be all else to me, save that Thou art;
Thou my best Thought, by day or by night,
Waking or sleeping, Thy presence my light.
You are my best Thought, O Lord of my heart. During work or rest, may I pray without ceasing and meditate on what’s best.
Be Thou my Wisdom, and Thou my true Word;
I ever with Thee and Thou with me, Lord;
Thou my great Father, I Thy true son;
Thou in me dwelling, and I with Thee one.
You with me. Teach me to intercede.
Be Thou my battle Shield, Sword for the fight;
Be Thou my Dignity, Thou my Delight;
Thou my soul’s Shelter, Thou my high Tow’r:
Raise Thou me heav’nward, O Pow’r of my pow’r.
Give me courage to be a witness today. To tell others, You are my Dignity. To make known that, In You I Delight.
Riches I heed not, nor man’s empty praise,
Thou mine Inheritance, now and always:
Thou and Thou only, first in my heart,
High King of Heaven, my Treasure Thou art.
If I lose the world, but have You, I have the King of Heaven as my friend. No one can take that away. You are an ever-lasting love.
High King of Heaven, my victory won,
May I reach Heaven’s joys, O bright Heav’n’s Sun!
Heart of my own heart, whatever befall,
Still be my Vision, O Ruler of all.
Heart of my own heart, whatever befall, Still be my Vision, O Ruler of all.
Be Thou My Vision, Irish Hymn, c.8th Century