One of the new team members shared with us that God had been dealing with him a great deal regarding expecting the expected. Because we have a good grip on everything that will (read: is supposed to happen) this March, it's easy to feel pretty secure. It's easy to feel like we can do this on our own strength. It's easy to expect on the expected, and to shortchange God and His ability to do something fantastic this spring.
This resonated with me in a deep way, and I was forced to ask myself how much room I'm giving God to move in. Because we can, indeed, have our expectations so low that we forget what great things the Spirit could do when we show up bright and early on March 6.
So, tonight, I must confess and repent that my view of God is too safe, too clean, too bland. I've forced the God of the Rainbow to become the God of the Beige Drywall. I've decided to expect little, hope for less, and stay in control as much as I can.
How quickly we are to forget, to abandon, to go after half-gods, half-truths, and bold lies. How often I have reminded others that God is able to do far more abundantly than all we ask or think, and how often I forget the very words I speak to others!
I ask that you pray for not only my heart, but also the heart of every team member, that He would revive our hearts and prepare us for what is to come. We are, after all, less than 4 weeks away from adventure.
A Prayer:
My Father,
Give me eyes to see and ears to hear your spectacular plans for this trip.
Forgive me for a hard heart and a stiff neck that relegates you to impotent action and bland personality. Forgive me for seeing you like I see myself and other men, when your ways are not my ways and your thoughts above my thoughts.
I ask that you be your good, powerful, mighty self again. Bare your holy right arm and rob me of self-sufficiency; rip the scales from my eyes, and allow me to see my desperate need for your power in my service.
In the Name of Christ, the Strong and Victorious,
Amen.
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