This Is Our God

“Imagine that your prayer is a poorly dressed beggar reeking of alcohol and body odor, stumbling toward the palace of the great king. You have become your prayer. As you shuffle toward the barred gate, the guards stiffen. Your smell has preceded you. You stammer out a message for the great king: ‘I want to see the king.'

Your words are barely intelligible, but you whisper one final word, ‘Jesus, I come in the name of Jesus.’ At the name of Jesus, as if by magic, the palace comes alive. The guards snap to attention, bowing low in front of you. Lights come on, and the door flies open. You are ushered into the palace and down a long hallway into the throne room of the great king, who comes running to you and wraps you in his arms.

The name of Jesus gives my prayers royal access. They get through. Jesus isn’t just the Savior of my soul. He’s also the Savior of my prayers. My prayers come before the throne of God as the prayers of Jesus. ‘Asking in Jesus’ name’ isn’t another thing I have to get right so my prayers are perfect. Is it one more gift of God because my prayers are so imperfect.”

—Paul Miller, A Praying Life (Colorado Springs, CO: NavPress 2009), 135

What a great reminder of our human predicament and Christ's overwhelming greatness and glorious work in enduring the Cross and conquering sin and death. Because of Jesus, my prayers, which would otherwise be a revolting stench of rubbish, are a sweet aroma that is deeply enjoyed by the Father in Heaven. What wonderful love is found in Christ alone! Just wanted to share this beautiful description of the beautiful gift we have when Christ dwells in us!


Tammy said…
Trey-this is awesome; thanks for sharing it. I asked you to pray for Kelley & family-could you send this to her?
Tammy said…
Sorry Kyrie that I failed to give you the credit-didn't check the post, but I am going to copy and send on to my cousin, Kelley and just ask that you continue to pray for Kelley's family especially McCoy

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