Bold Prayers that Changed My Life (part 6)

November 16, 2023 ~ Paige Hamilton ~ Leave a comment

Earlier this month, I had an opportunity to speak to a women’s group for Baptist Women’s World Day of Prayer. I shared with them Six Bold Prayers that Changed My Life. This post is the sixth in a series of posts that is based on that speech … and it will be the last post in this series as well.

You can read the earlier posts by clicking on the title. The first bold prayer is Lord, Bless Me. The second bold prayer is Show Me Your Glory. The third bold prayer I shared is Help My Unbelief! The fourth bold prayer is Not My Will, But Yours Be Done. The fifth post was about the prayer Forgive Them.

I will continue to share those bold prayers over the next several days. I hope you’ll come back to find out more about how these prayers changed my life and can change your life too!

Bold Prayer #6: Come, Lord Jesus. (Revelation 22:20)

The Bible ends with a prayer written by John … “Come, Lord Jesus!”

Isn’t that the heart of every Christian? The prayer of “Come, Lord Jesus” is written in our hearts from the moment of our salvation. We long to be with our Savior.

We know that this world is swiftly passing away. At some point, Jesus will return for His children. We don’t know when, but we are closer now than ever before. Each day that passes, we get closer to that moment when Christ will return.

It will be a glorious day! We all look forward to that moment when we are finally able to be with our Savior in Heaven for eternity.

However, it’s a bold thing to pray for Christ to come. I say this because when He does return for His children, the opportunity ends for others to repent.

This ought to concern us. We all have loved ones or friends who are far from the Lord. We should pray for their salvation as fervently as we pray for Christ to come. The big question is that if we are praying boldly for Christ’s return, are we also doing our part to win as many to the Lord as we can before that day arrives?

Many of us pray for preachers and missionaries and evangelists who spend their lives telling others about the love of Christ. We feel like it is our job to lift them up in prayer. But it is also our job to share the good news. God has called all of us children to share His love … even “to the ends of the earth,” to quote Acts 1:8.

And as long as our feet are touching the dirt of this old the earth, we are Christ’s witnesses, and it is our responsibility to share Him with others.

Maybe you are like me … a little scared and uneasy about witnessing to others. I feel tongue-tied and sure of where to start. My mind goes blank. I feel flustered. The truth is, I am just scared of personal rejection. But that’s not reason enough NOT to share Christ with others I know.

This brings me to a brave invitation … but also simple. It’s the invitation to “Come and See” found in John 1:46.

Jesus called most of his disciples with the words, “Follow me.”

But for Nathanael, it was different.

You see, Jesus found Philip and said to him, “Follow me.” And then Philip found Nathanael and told him about Jesus. Philip said, “We have found the one Moses wrote about in the law: Jesus, the son of Joseph, from Nazareth.”

Nathanael scoffed at his friend, “Can anything good come out of Nazareth?”

Philip didn’t get flustered or scared or angry at his friend’s response. Instead, he simply said, “Come and see.”

So Nathanael went with his friend Philip … and Philip took Nathanael straight to Jesus. Of course, once he met Jesus, Nathanael followed Him too.

Come and see.

How easy is that? It’s just an invitation. Everyone likes to be included. With the invitation to come and see, you put the other person in control. Come with me and see for yourself what Jesus is about …

Come with me to church.

Come with me to a Bible study.

Come with me to a concert … to a prayer meeting … to a church potluck.

When we invite others to come and see, and then we bring them to Jesus, we are allowing them to discover God for themselves. It gives space for God to work in their lives and to move as only His Spirit can do.

That doesn’t mean there isn’t a place for sharing God in other ways. But it is a comfort to know that something as simple as “come with me and see for yourself” is an effective way to share Christ with others.

I am not a bold person. But I can pray bold prayers. My life has been changed by simple prayers that are bold to ask:

Bless me.
Show me your glory.
Help my unbelief.
Your will, not mine.
Forgive them.
Come, Lord Jesus!

And I am reminded that the lives of those I love can be changed by a brave (but simple) invitation to Come and See.

You don’t have to be bold to pray bold prayers. You don’t have to be brave to invite someone you know or love to come and see what Jesus is all about. All we have to do is be willing to pray those prayers and invite those people. God meets us right where we are (in our weak, weary, timid hearts) and draws us closer to Him because He loves to hear the prayers of His children.

Bold Prayers that Changed My Life (part 5)

November 14, 2023 ~ Paige Hamilton ~ Leave a comment

Earlier this month, I had an opportunity to speak to a women’s group for Baptist Women’s World Day of Prayer. I shared with them Six Bold Prayers that Changed My Life. This post is the fifth in a series of posts that is based on that speech.

I will continue to share those bold prayers over the next several days. I hope you’ll come back to find out more about how these prayers changed my life and can change your life too!

Bold Prayer #5: Father, forgive them. (Luke 23: 34)

This is the prayer Jesus prayed on the cross.

It’s hard to imagine praying this prayer in Jesus’ situation. He has been deserted by his followers, condemned in a fake trial, beaten, and mocked and tortured, nailed to the cross between criminals, and now the soldiers are casting lots for his clothes.

He could have cursed them. He could have struck them all dead. He could have demanded them to fall down and worship Him right then and there.

Yet, Jesus prays, “Forgive them.”

Each of us has at least one story about how someone did us wrong.

The world tells us that revenge is the answer in such situations. But Jesus says His way is to forgive them.

Telling someone else to forgive is easy advice to give. Saying I’m sorry might be hard words to choke out, but it’s lots easier than actually doing the forgiving part. In fact, there are times when it just feels impossible to forgive someone who has really hurt you.

I’d like to go back and revisit the story of my divorce.

I felt intense hurt and grief when my ex-husband left me. I thought our marriage was happy. We had three very young children … 6, 5 and 3 years old. I was busy with them and taking care of our home. I had no idea he was unhappy or needed something more. When he stated he didn’t want to be married anymore, I felt as if I had been cast aside. I felt like I was worthless. It was as if our 14-year marriage and our children meant nothing to him. The pain in my heart was the greatest hurt I had ever known up until that point.

With time, the intense grief subsided, and my heart began to heal. And yet, forgiveness didn’t come easily. I wanted to forgive, but the struggle to do it was hard.

Three years after my divorce, I remarried my current husband. While my new marriage certainly brought a lot of joy into my life, it didn’t help me forgive my former spouse. I wanted to forgive. I prayed about a lot about forgiving. But my wounded heart still struggled to let it all go.

You’ve probably heard it said, “Forgive and forget.” Logically it seems like forgetting would be the more difficult part of that process, but for me forgetting actually came much easier than forgiving! For long periods of time, I would forget about the pain of unforgiveness in my heart, which oddly enough fooled me into believing I had also forgiven my ex-husband. Unfortunately, just as soon as I saw him in person again those old wounds felt fresh all over again.

While the act of forgiveness might lead to forgetting, unfortunately the act of forgetting doesn’t mean that you’ve truly done any forgiving.

I complained to my counselor about my inability to forgive my former husband. She told me to detach, although I wasn’t exactly sure how to detach from someone you must be in contact with to co-parent your children. But I tried.

My kids were becoming teenagers anyway so easy enough to just step back and let them handle their own interactions with their father. The more I detached, the more I wanted to detach. The distance grew and I suddenly discovered I felt less stress and worry than I had in years. This detachment idea was working!

But unfortunately, every time I saw my ex-husband in person, my heart felt all bruised again. Forgiveness seemed awful slow in coming.

Due to his military career, my children only saw their dad a few times a year. Furthermore, he often opted to fly the kids to visit him wherever he was stationed instead of traveling to see them in Louisiana.

As my daughter’s high school graduation approached, I wondered how seeing him in person would make me feel. It had been well over a year since the last time I had seen him in person, but I recalled that after his previous visit I knew had still not truly forgiven him. I sort of assumed it would be the same this time around, too.

The weekend of graduation arrived. My ex-husband was due to arrive in town the day before her graduation. As it happened, I was out running errands when he showed at my house. My husband Jon sent me a text to let me know, stating, “I told him to make himself at home.”

When I returned home, I walked through the door to find he had done exactly that. My former husband was sitting on the sofa, talking, and laughing with his children and completely enjoying himself in my home. That was just the beginning. He stayed that night for dinner, and arrived at our home early the next morning while we were still dressing for graduation. In fact, for the entire graduation weekend, my ex-husband spent most of his time hanging out with our family. To my surprise, I didn’t feel put out by his presence.

On morning after graduation, my kids left for a week of vacation with their dad. As I waved them off, I realized I had just spent most of the weekend in the presence of my ex-husband, and yet emotionally I felt okay. No annoyance. No anger. My emotions were totally in check, and I felt in control of myself, instead of being strung out or tied up in knots like I normally felt after interacting with him. No bitterness remained in my heart. No hardness toward him. My heart felt lighter as I realized somehow forgiveness had happened. I wasn’t burdened anymore!

Since that day 3 years ago, I have been in my ex-husband’s presence several more times. In fact, last year he was with us for Christmas Eve and Christmas Day. I can tell you that I have truly forgiven him for how he ended our marriage.

I don’t say this lightly … forgiving him was not easy for me at all. And yet, with God’s grace and help, I discovered that forgiveness is not something we do … rather it is a work God does in us. When we look to Him to help us forgive, God heals our hearts and gives us His perfect peace.

This prayer might be the hardest of these seven bold prayers to pray, but the peace it brings to us is worth it.

Bold Prayers that Changed My Life (part 4)

November 14, 2023November 14, 2023 ~ Paige Hamilton ~ 2 Comments

Earlier this month, I had an opportunity to speak to a women’s group for Baptist Women’s World Day of Prayer. I shared with them Six Bold Prayers that Changed My Life. This post is the fourth in a series of posts that is based on that speech.

I will continue to share those bold prayers over the next several days. I hope you’ll come back to find out more about how these prayers changed my life and can change your life too!

Bold Prayer #4: Not my will, but yours be done. (Luke 22:42)

This familiar prayer was prayed by Jesus in the Garden of Gethsemane, just hours before He went to the cross and died for our sins..

Luke records Jesus praying, “Father, if you are willing, take this cup away from me – nevertheless, not my will, but yours, be done.“

As believers, we know that Jesus had to go to the cross. It was the only way to bring salvation to the people. Jesus, divinely God, was the only one who could make such a sacrifice since He had lived a perfectly sinless life. He was able to take the punishment that belonged to us in our place, thus paying the price needed to redeem us.

And yet Jesus was also fully human. He still felt the pain and the emotions of this horrific event. Jesus didn’t want to have to die for all of humanity, and yet He was willing to do it if God asked Him to.When Jesus asked God if there was a different way, and then conceded to doing whatever God asked of Him because He trusted God to know what was best, He gave us the example of the ultimate prayer of self-sacrifice. Nothing we ever give up for God will begin to compare to this.

There are times in our lives when our desires conflict with what we know God wants us to do.

What times have you given up doing things your way and willingly done things God’s way? Or maybe you didn’t do it willingly, but God’s will prevailed over your will and when you look back you can see the blessing that came from it.

A long time ago, in what feels like another lifetime, I was married to a different man. He was an Army officer. In February of 2007, he deployed to Iraq and while there he wrote me an email stating he didn’t want to be married anymore.

I was shocked. I really didn’t know we were having marital problems. I was devastated. I felt rejected and abandoned. I pleaded with him not to leave. I begged him to stay and work on things with me. I was a stay-at-home mom to three young children. I couldn’t imagine becoming a single mother.

I prayed diligently for the Lord to restore our marriage. And I really believed He would. I got set up with a marriage counselor and did all the things she told me to do. I fully expected God to restore our marriage … and yet as the months went by, that didn’t happen.

Can I just tell you how surprised I was when He didn’t work in the way I was praying for Him too. After all, isn’t God for marriage? Doesn’t God hate divorce? I could not fathom why God would not save my marriage.

Seventeen years later, and all I can tell you is that I still don’t understand why. But I do see the blessings God gave me out of His plan.

Perhaps you have a similar story … Has God said no to something in your life that to you seemed like it should have been an obvious yes?

Trusting God with our lives is hard. We want to have things go our way, to pray that God works like we want Him to work. But God’s way is always best, even when it doesn’t seem that way to us.

God promises in Jeremiah 29:11 that He knows the plans He has for us … and that these plans are for our well-being, not plans for our disaster. He promises that His plans are to give us a hope and a future. In Romans 12:2, we find the Apostle Paul saying that God’s will is always good, pleasing, and perfect.

To this day, I will tell you that when I went through that divorce nearly two decades ago, it surely didn’t feel like it was giving me a hope or a future. It didn’t feel like a good or pleasing or perfect plan either. At the time, it felt like I was being ripped apart and torn into little pieces. My world crumbled around me and I couldn’t see how I would ever pick up the pieces. My life felt like it was over.

But I also tell people that my divorce is the best worst thing that ever happened to me. No, it wasn’t pleasant at the time. It was a terrible experience. I wouldn’t wish it on anyone! But God turned those terrible times into something beautiful …

I gave up many things during my divorce. I was no longer a stay-at-home mom, but rather a working, single mom. God gave me a lot of confidence during those years as He built up my stamina to tackle problems. I grew in my faith in Him. I saw Him provide time and time and time again for me and my children.

Later on, God gave me a new husband, two bonus daughters, a new home with a miracle story. He gifted me new dreams and a new purpose in life. My outlook was broadened significantly. My whole life changed because my first marriage ended, and in some ways it changed for the better.

I want to be very clear. I still think God is for marriage and that He hates divorce. But I know that sometimes God works in ways that do not make sense to us. That’s why it is a big and bold prayer to ask God to do His will in our life, instead of what we want … and to trust that His plans and His will is going to be good even when it hurts.

Bold Prayers That Changed My Life (part 3)

November 13, 2023 ~ Paige Hamilton ~ 2 Comments

Earlier this month, I had an opportunity to speak to a women’s group for Baptist Women’s World Day of Prayer. I shared with them Six Bold Prayers that Changed My Life. This post is the third in a series of posts that is based on that speech.

You can read the earlier posts by clicking on the title. The first bold prayer is Lord, Bless Me. The second bold prayer is Show Me Your Glory.

I will continue to share those bold prayers over the next several days. I hope you’ll come back to find out more about how these prayers changed my life and can change your life too!

Bold Prayer #3: Help my unbelief! (Mark 9:22-24)

The third bold prayer I wanted to share is from the New Testament, and it’s probably my favorite because I can relate to it so much.

In Mark chapter 9, Jesus meets a man who has a demon-possessed son.

Whenever the demon seizes this young man, he begins to foam at the mouth, grind his teeth, and be thrown to the ground and become rigid. The father has sought help before, even from Jesus’ disciples, but so far no one has been able to free his son from the demon-possession. So, the father approaches Jesus and says, “If you can do anything, have compassion on us and help us.”

Jesus answered to him, “If you can? Everything is possible for the one who believes.”

Immediately the father of the boy cried out, “I do believe; help my unbelief!”

Can you relate? Have you ever known God could do something and yet you had unbelief that He would do it for you?

The summer my youngest child turned 15 years old, I began to notice a change in her behavior. It was subtle at first. She was not as talkative. She seemed to be withdrawing from her friends and normal activities. She stopped eating some of her favorite foods, trading out Oreos for baby carrots and chicken nuggets for apple slices. As time passed by, she quit eating any meals I cooked and only ate small portions of uncooked vegetables, fat-free yogurt, and the occasional small bowl of oatmeal. If she was dieting, it was working because by early November, her clothes were hanging off her body.

But there was more to it. … something I couldn’t quite put my finger on. Her hair had a dull look. Her skin had a strange color. She seemed lethargic, lacking energy to even walk across the room. Something was seriously wrong. Was it a physical problem? A mental health issue? Or maybe both?

One evening, my daughter admitted she hadn’t had a bowel movement in over 2 weeks. Immediately, my husband and I took her to the ER … praying the doctors could help us figure out what was wrong. That night, my beautiful little girl was diagnosed with anorexia. She was starving herself to death.

I don’t know about you, but I never had any sort of experience with eating disorders. Much to my surprise, the ER doctor sent us home that with a pamphlet titled “All You Need to Know About Anorexia” and the instructions “do your best to get her to eat.”

Let me say that the two-page pamphlet definitely was not all I needed to know about anorexia. In fact, it basically told me everything I already knew (which was not much) and nothing about what I really needed to know.

Secondly, the instructions to do my best to get my daughter to eat were the most pointless and unhelpful set of instructions I ever have been given. Have you ever tried to feed someone who doesn’t want to eat? Remember when your babies didn’t like a particular food … how they would clamp their little gums shut and not take in any of whatever was on the spoon? Imagine that, only with a 15-year-old girl. Getting her to eat willingly was not going to happen easily.

We began to see a lot of specialists … psychiatrists, nutritional counselors, dieticians. You name it. We spent that winter going from doctor to doctor seeking out help for our daughter. I read books. I scoured the internet. I made all sorts of enticing concoctions in a valiant attempt to get my daughter to eat something. Meanwhile, she continued to refused to eat and the pounds melted off her body.

In early January, one of the doctors casually said that if by her next appointment the following week my daughter had lost 2 more pounds, she would have to get a feeding tube and go into a psychiatric ward for a 3-month stay. Just the week before, she had lost 4 pounds total, so I felt like this was a done deal. I begged the doctor … “Please is there any other way you can help us?!”

There wasn’t anything else the doctor could do. It was up to God now. And to be honest, I wasn’t exactly sure if God would help after all. I mean, I was praying but so far it felt like all my prayers were bouncing off the ceilings and crashing back down to the floors.

Have you been there? Feeling like everything is about to fall apart? You know God can help, and you want to believe He will … but there is an element of unbelief too. Will God come through for me?

That’s exactly where I was. And I remember I decided all I could do was trust God … no matter what.

It wasn’t an overnight miracle, but God did work in our situation. And that journey to healing started with what God did in me … and He began with my unbelief.

How did God come to me in my time of unbelief? Two main ways …

First, God reminded me of the power of praise. Psalm 22:3 says that God inhabits the praise of His people. God dwells in our praises. If God is dwelling somewhere, then He hasn’t abandoned us. If He is inhabiting something, then in that place He is active and working. With that thought, I began to put on praise music in our home. I kept it going all day and into the night. I sang along to it often, but even when I felt like I could not lift my voice in praise, my ears and the ears of everyone who lived in our home heard God’s named praised over and over.

Praising God is expressing absolute trust in Him, no matter what is happening in our lives. It is stating that we believe God is present and in control of current circumstances. Praise shows that we do not fear God has abandoned us but remains with us in our hour of greatest need. So praising God was an important first step in defeating my doubt.

The second thing God reminded me of was the power of His own word. The Bible is living. The words are powerful. Praying scripture glorifies God. It helps keep us focused on what is most important and appropriately express our feelings to God. Finally, Jesus prayed scripture. He also told his disciples in John 15: 7-8, “If you abide in me, and my words abide in you, ask whatever you want and it will be done for you.”

I posted scripture all over my daughter’s bedroom … especially around her bed. I taped scripture to bathroom mirrors, the refrigerator door, and inside cabinets. Anywhere I thought my eyes might land with regularity, I put a Bible verse. Daily, I prayed these verses back to God as I asked Him to intervene in our desperate situation. At night, I went into my daughter’s bedroom and prayed verses over her while she slept.

As I mentioned, my daughter’s healing wasn’t immediate. She wasn’t healed in the blink of an eye. But God did work in her. She did not end up needing a feeding tube or a stay in a psych ward after all. She never did lose that two pounds I feared she would lose. Her weight loss stabilized for the next several weeks, and by then God had begun to move in other ways.

Five years has passed since my daughter’s diagnosis. I’m happy to tell you that she is doing wonderful – no longer struggling with anorexia or any other eating disorder. She is a college junior … an honors student majoring in Public Relations. She has a vibrant, bubbly, funny personality.

I’m thankful for the miracle God worked in my daughter. But I’m just as thankful for His compassion on me through my time of unbelief.

We all have doubts. Sometimes we feel guilty for our doubts, but even the strongest Christians can experience something that brings about a season of doubt. Aren’t you glad that Jesus doesn’t turn us away when we doubt, but that He reaches out with compassion? I am!

If you are in a situation when you are doubting God, the last thing you feel is bold. However, it’s a bold prayer to ask God to help you in your unbelief.

Bold Prayers That Changed My Life (part 2)

November 7, 2023 ~ Paige Hamilton ~ 4 Comments

This week I had an opportunity to speak to a women’s group for Baptist Women’s World Day of Prayer. I shared with them Six Bold Prayers that Changed My Life. This post is the second in a series of posts that is based on that speech.

The first bold prayer is Lord, Bless Me, which you can read here.: https://paigespencil.com/2023/11/07/bold-prayers-that-changed-my-life-part-1/?fbclid=IwAR3gnuo1rM8d8p7dK0kp-woyS-Fkmn0cd1-P5obmMqIKQkd6YAIJ3H4CHNU

I will continue to share those bold prayers over the next several days.

Bold Prayer #2: Show me your glory (Exodus 33:18)

In Exodus chapter 33, Moses is talking with God. He petitions God for His presence to stay with them to guide them through the wilderness, and He also asks for God to teach them His ways so they he might have God’s favor.

The conversation concludes in verse 17 when the Lord answered Moses, saying, “I will do this very thing you have asked, for you have found favor with Me, and I know you by name.”

So far, this conversation is reminiscent of Jacob’s prayer … both the prayer for blessing, and the idea of being known by name.

But Moses is going to take it a step further. Like Jacob, he doesn’t let it end. Instead, Moses gets bold with God and replies back, “Please, let me see Your glory.”

The word glory in this passage could be translated with the word abundance or splendor or riches. Given that, this is a strange request for Moses to make. After all, it’s not as if Moses hadn’t seen God’s glory before.

He had first encountered the Lord at the burning bush. He had witnessed the wonders associated with God’s deliverance of his people from Egypt, including his rod becoming a snake, the Nile River turning into blood, and the grand finale when God parted the Red Sea so that the Israelites could cross over on dry land.

In the wilderness, Moses has seen God providing manna and quail for the people to eat each day. He gives them water from a rock. Moses was given The Ten Commandments, written by God’s own finger.

But here he is asking to see God’s glory.

Are we like Moses? Have we seen God’s glory in our own lives?

We can certainly look around us and see the splendor of God just by watching nature. This time of year, we see the trees beginning to change colors and if that isn’t a magnificent display of God’s splendor then I don’t know what is!. If you have ever had the opportunity to be in New England in the fall, you know that our fall colors do not compare to the autumn leaves there. And yet, it’s still a pretty glorious thing to observe even around here. The trees just seem to outdo themselves with their brilliant fall leaves!

During my adult life, I have been blessed to live in several different places around the United States.

Twenty-two years ago, I had the opportunity to live along coastal California. From the giant Redwoods, to the waves crashing along the rocky shores of Monterey Bay … it was stunningly beautiful.

Then I moved to Savannah, Georgia, where there are soft sandy beaches that stretch for miles and miles. There were lowlands of marshy grasses, and lightening storms like nothing I had ever seen before. It was vastly different than the California coast but no less amazing to me.

After a few years in George, I moved to Virginia. Now I was in awe of those smokey Blue Ridge Mountains. Later on, I moved out to west Texas where I discovered air that never ceased to move and tumbleweeds that showed up out of nowhere.

Currently, I live in south Louisiana. Let me tell you there is nothing more gorgeous than a sunrise or a sunset across the bayou. The springs here are a glorious display of colorful flowers.

We see God’s glory in all of His creation. From the vast variety of animals He created, to the expanse of the solar system to which scientists cannot find an end, to the intricate detail of tiny cells and molecules that make up literally everything in existence to the ferocious weather like hurricanes or tornadoes that terrifies us … in each of these things we see the revelation of God’s glory.

Let’s go back to Moses, who boldly asked God a question: Let me see Your glory.

Do you remember how God responded to Moses’ request?

God passed by Moses, as he stood in the cleft of the rock. And as he stood there, God covered Moses with his hand, and then as He passed by, He removed his hand to allow Moses to see His back.

Now I don’t know about you, but I don’t think the back of anyone is an especially impressive view. I mean, if I am looking for beauty, I want to see the frontside. But God told Moses all the glory he could take and still live would be to see the backside.

The more I see of God’s vast creation, the more I realize that we are down here on this earth seeing the glory contained in God’s pinky toe! We haven’t even begun to see the glory of God. And until we reach Heaven, we will not see the fullness of His glory. It’s certainly something to look forward to someday, isn’t it?

Moses’ prayer illustrates this truth: We cannot have enough God.

We can’t know Him fully. We can’t see all of His glory. We can’t understand everything in the Bible. God is too vast, too big, too amazing, too glorious for us to fully comprehend.

Moses had already seen an incredible amount of God’s glory before he prayed this prayer. And yet, he longed to see more of God’s glory. This insatiable desire isn’t unique to Moses. The greatest saints throughout history consistently speak of a deeper longing for God. This is because even as the presence of God profoundly satisfies us, at the same time it stirs within us an even more powerful longing for of God.

You and I have both seen many wonders of God. We know how the miracles and provisions He has worked in our lives. Day by day, we live in a world where we can truly be in awe of His creation.

May the bold cry of Moses’s heart be a prayer that falls from our lips too … “God, show me your glory!”