"Let us then with confidence draw near to the throne of grace, that we may receive mercy and find grace to help in time of need." (Heb.4:16)
Thank You, Father, that we have the unfathomable privilege of coming to Your throne--the omnipotent throne over all of heaven and earth. And we can come to such a throne just as we are--sweat shirt on, hot tea in hand, bleary eyes, and oftentimes less than worshipful attitudes and less than obedient hearts. And yet, You welcome us anyway.
Incredible. Outrageous. Scandalous. Wonderful.
And not only do we enjoy this incomprehensible privilege of approaching such a throne of power and might, as Your beloved child, You invite us to come confidently. That's just not a word I'd associate with little dust people like us approaching the throne of the Almighty, glorious, holy Lord of the universe. Surely I should come cringing with fear...covered with my inadquacy and unworthiness. But instead, we can crawl right up into the lap of our Abba, our Daddy.
And tell You all about our worries, our frustrations, our needs. Unburden our sins so that You might free us of their vise grip on our hearts. Remind You how much we love You and delight in Your presence and goodness and grace. And thank You for all Your daily gifts which You seem to never tire of showering upon us--the beauty of early fall, the joy of dear friendships, the wonder of laughter, the love of family, the sweetness of dogs, the satisfaction of food, the encouragement of fellowship, the gift of Your fresh, hot Word.
Thank You, Daddy. Thank You for this time with You...at Your throne...in Your lap...with Your nourishing, warm manna for me this day. Thank You for Your love...and for Your Son Who made the way for me to come this morning and every morning. Daddy, have I told You lately, He's the best of the best of the best? Just thought I'd say it again...and I love You.
To God be the glory.
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