You Are

Beautiful Father, oh how lovely you really are. How holy and just. How merciful. How strong and mighty.

Your arm is never too short. Never. You reach down to us, bend to us to hear us even when we whisper and whine. You stretch out our futures and plan not only to meet us, but to walk with us.

Father, there is not enough praise this morning. There are not enough words.

You are our strong tower—help us to run to you when life out flanks us.

You are our sweet shelter—help us to hide there when the elements are mean.

You are our hiding place—when we long to be invisible.

You are our shield—from the fiery darts of the enemy.

You are our rock—when we need an immovable, solid place to stand.  

Father, there is no other. There is no other place to go. None. Even when we fail, even when we sin, even when we choose willfully to disobey you there is no place else to go. You will cleanse and restore us.

Father, this morning I ask that we recognize you. That with our brother, Peter, we would see who you really are in our lives. Help us not to depend on who other people say you are. Help us to not rely on others’ experience of you. Help us to not know about you through a second or third party. I pray that you would reveal who you are to us today. Jesus told Peter that the confession he made could have only been revealed to him by you—reveal this truth to us, Father.

Father, truth is not meant to be just a theory to you. Truth is personified in your Son. Help us to follow your Son. When he says, “Come follow me.” I pray we would drop our nets and our water jars and leave them.

Amen and amen