Monday, July 28, 2014

Prayer is a Bulldozer


Prayer is a Bulldozer


Life is full of, let’s call it, “life’s junk.” We can feel overwhelmed with decisions we need to make or have made. Then there are people. Difficult people we deal with every day or maybe people we avoid due to pains or relationship problems—maybe we are the difficult one? Money troubles that awaken us at night—there just doesn't ever seem to be enough.  How about Fear? The list could go on and on and on.

For the Christian, God has provided a bulldozer. A bulldozer that will doze away all the “life’s junk.” It's called prayer. Am I saying, that prayer fixes things? Not necessarily. Prayer itself fixes nothing. But prayer connects us to a God Who does fix things. Being connected to God, not only as Savior but also as Lord and Friend, brings a “Yet none of these things move me” calming. 

Col 2:19 says there are those who have “lost connection with the Head.” Not that they have lost their salvation, what they have lost is their connection. The NASV and the NKJV both translate "connection" as “not holding fast" to the Head. In Psalm 73, Asaph—both choir director and prophet during David’s time, wrote [2] “But as for me, my feet had almost stumbled; my steps had nearly slipped…[17] Until I went into the sanctuary of God; Then I understood…” Verse 17 is the pivot in this psalm. Asaph is wrapped up in his perspective until he goes into the sanctuary, then he understands and his whole perspective throughout the rest of the psalm is different.

Prayer is a means to an end, and not the goal in and of itself—it is not a duty, prayer is a privilege. Prayer connects us to God through relationship; there He shares His secrets with us; there He transforms our perspective to His; there live begins to make sense again. There, in His sanctuary, the “life’s junk” gets bulldozed. What is left reveals a path, our path, in the midst of what once looked impassable and daunting. 

Go into His sanctuary. Hear what He has to say. Allow His secrets to change your perspective. He is waiting.

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