Did you ever pray for something to happen, and then when it did happen, feel really, really good?
Did you ever feel like maybe the answered prayer was proof that God really does love you?
I have.
As nice as it was to feel that God cared about the things that I cared about, connecting His love with His blessing made me a little uncomfortable.
If I let myself believe that God’s love is proven true when He gives me what I want, then where will I turn if He leaves me hanging, wondering, waiting for an answer?
I don’t want to be like Thomas, who needed to see, touch, and feel the miracle of love in order to believe it.
In fact, the hope of being able to believe without seeing makes my heart thrill with joy.
I hope God lets some of my prayers of faith be fulfilled after my time here is done. I dream of my children seeing in their lives what I prayed for in mine.
I don’t want my legacy to be that I got everything I ever wanted and I was happy to serve God.
I want to be someone who worships Him even when the grit of life grinds beneath my feet.
I’m passing through this place, friends, and my eyes are set on glory.
Who is with me?
Imagine a world full of worshipful lives, seeking only to love and serve Him without any agenda but to bless His holy name.
The world would not be worthy of us.
In the end, though, when we stand before Him, any sacrifice, any waiting, and all of our worship will seem like the least we could do for a God like Him.
Worthy is the Lamb.
