Praying Bigger

“I’ve been waiting for a long time to hear you ask that.” – the Shepherd, Hind’s Feet in High Places

Ponder with me, how many times do I miss asking God for the greater good He paid for? Consider a child who asks for the latest toy or technology when lasting joy might be a sweeter, longer lasting request. How often do I ask the Healer for a bandaid instead of resurrection power? How many times have I asked for the pain to go rather than to become stronger? How frequent have I asked for a man when I need the Man? When did I last ask for God to pull the weed in my tiny garden rather than to multiply my fruit and expand my harvest? How cheaply have I asked of God, the author of abundance and goodness. Oh that He has so much more than we know – can you imagine it.

As I’ve walked these few miles with these treasured souls I have the privilege of calling friends, I see where I’ve asked small. What good is it to them, to my family, to anyone who believed in me to live small or to pray timidly? There’s a sweet debt, perhaps like that of love that Paul speaks of that I owe. Someone has believed in me, I’m thankful to have several come to mind. I have been given a seed, it has the potential for life or shall I kill it? No, let my prayers be big, my faith bigger that I may not kill but grow what is given to me. What have you been given? Who do you have a debt of love to that you not kill the seed given to you? Who do you want to have fruit for? Not only do I find myself encouraged to press for more seeing those who have believed in me, but I think of my children hopefully one day. I want great fruit for them. I think of the little girl that reminds me of who I was at that age, I want to give her hope.

You have many reasons to pray big!

Here is my prayer that I share in asking the Lord to open my heart to ask for the greater things. Pray this with me.

Oh Father,
Heavenly Father.
I come. Here I am Lord.
My eyes have been pointed low.
Papa, will You life my eyes?
I believe I have asked to little.
You invited me to ask, “Ask and you shall receive.”
I have asked for bandaids more than resurrection power;
 For bread more than the bread of life, and water more than living water.
I have asked too small. Too little.
Father, it’s Your kindness that leads to repentance;
 What can I do that changes anything in me, I find myself helpless as a child before you.
Father, help me. Will You?
I have screamed like a little child for the small thing in front of me when all the while You had a much better gift
waiting.
Will You turn my heart to know Your goodness?
Father may I have faith that You are better than I know.
You said come to boldly before Your throne of mercy;
 I come now Father, raise me up.
Lift my eyes to hope for more.
Thank You Father.
I love You.
Let it be so.