Moving My Prayer Chair


I read a Bible story I’ve read a thousand times. . . .in fact, I wrote a book on this subject . . . but this time I saw it. Why didn’t I see it before? Too immature? Too preoccupied with me? Maybe approaching the half century mark in age has finally taught me what is really important in life – love. That elusive thing we all want, yet few seem to find. I know. Quit beating around the bush! What’s the love story? You might find the characters disappointing: one man, no woman, one God.

The Lord came to Abram (this is before God changed his name to Abraham) in a vision and said, “Do not be afraid, Abram. I am your shield, your very great reward” (Genesis 15:1)” Did you hear what God said to this man? “I AM YOURS.” The King of kings, Lord of lords, giver of life, creator of all things seen and unseen gave himself to Abram as a reward. Jackpot! Could winning a billion dollars in the lottery be worth more?

Abram’s response brought my reading to an abrupt halt. “O Sovereign Lord, what can you give me…” (Genesis 15:2). God already gave Abram everything. Was Abram even listening? Instead, Abram obsessed about who would get his stuff after he died. If most of your prayers start with “give me”, take courage. You are just like the father of faith. Twenty-five years into his walk with God, he was still praying “give me.”

Abram redeemed himself for his insensitive self-centeredness when he walked outside to count stars with God and believed God would keep his word. God counted Abram’s faith as righteousness and it is by this kind of faith that we are saved.

How often have I sat in my prayer chair and told God what he can give me instead of being grateful for his love? More times than I can count and even want to remember. I’m thinking of moving my prayer chair outside, where I can count stars and believe. Care to join me?

All scripture taken from the New International Version

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