Daddy, I long for Your return. I am so tired of tragedy being all around me, heartbreak, death, despair, brokenness, everywhere. We watch a heart wrenching movie clip on how some poor kid was beaten for four days and then died, we cry a little or a lot and then we go back to making our B.L.T'S, washing laundry, or the new season of Survivor.
I'm pretty sure David would have went about wailing in sackcloth and ashes pouring his heart out to You. In days of old, men would even shave their heads or cut themselves in lament. But what do we do?
Nothing.
I'm just so tired of it Daddy. I just don't want to hear it anymore. I don't want to see it anymore, I don't want there to be anymore.
How many more countless people have to perish every day because of our laziness to reach out? Did anyone speak of Christ to the man who beat that baby boy to death? Had anyone prayed with him before? Maybe they did and he rejected Christ, but more likely than that no one ever did and a tragic thing that could have been prevented never was.
What about the girls being sold to men in our very cities? Where are the faithful and desperate followers banging on the doors to plead with them for their lives?
Or how about the Asian massage parlors/whore houses I know about in my town of Tulsa? Why haven't I gone and told them about Jesus?
My behavior is despicable - my complacency disgusts me.
I pray Lord God that zeal for Your house would so take over me, that I could do nothing apart from bringing You glory, that My heart would be so filled with You that it would have no choice but to pour forth from my mouth.
As it is now, there is no way that I could say I have run the race I may obtain the prize and to think of being prized for my behavior doesn't excite me...it sickens me.
I cling to You Lord, don't let me go on not making a difference. My very heart feels as though it would burst in my chest if I continued on this way, I feel their blood on my hands.
Empower me
Make me bold as a lion
But gentle as a dove
Wise as a serpent
May zeal for Your house consume my life and the lives of those around me.
'Then I said, "Ah, Lord God! Behold I cannot speak, for I am a youth." But the Lord said to me: "Do not say, "I am a youth, " For you shall go to all whom I send you, and whatever I command you, you shall speak. Do not be afraid of their faces for I am with you to deliver you." says the Lord.
Then the Lord put forth His hand and touched my mouth, and the Lord said to me, "Behold, I have put My words in your mouth"..."I am ready to perform My word." (Jeremiah 1:6-9,12b)
Your words were found, and I ate them and Your word was to me the joy and rejoicing of my heart; for I am called by Your name, O Lord God of hosts. (Jeremiah 15:16)
