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“And whosoever was not found written in the book of life, was cast into the pool of fire.” Revelation 20:15.
That passage made me sweat. How many times have I stumbled
and failed? How many battles of self-control have I lost? I gain in one area,
only to slip backward in another. At the end of my life, will I be cast into
the pool of fire or welcomed into God’s presence?
I pleaded with God. “Don’t give up on me!”
As the words left my lips, I realized my error. It was not
God who gave up. It was me. I was the one despairing, ready to give up, and not
just on myself. How many times had I thrown up my hands and tried to walk away
from difficult people or situations?
True, not everyone will respond to a hand extended in
friendship or aide, but I can continue to pray for them, regardless of the
apparent results. Same with many circumstances. Several times Jesus told his listeners
how powerful prayer is, and how important it is to “pray unceasingly”.
Following along with this thought, I need to include myself in
my prayers. I need them as much as my other intentions.
Thank you, Lord, for being the Good Shepherd who searches
for the lost sheep, never giving up until all are tucked safely at home with
you. Never let me give up either. Amen.
Good post (as always!). I should probably pray more for myself, too. I think it's hard for me to realize that I'm loved enough and thus worthy enough to pray for.
ReplyDeleteYes! It's so easy to discount ourselves. So glad God doesn't feel the same way.
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