In Search of Tangibles
I paced the room all morning long waiting for the much anticipated news that I got the job –– my dream job. Every little tweep on my smart phone sent twinges of adrenaline through my veins as I fiddled with the key pad to see if this was the one. Isn’t it annoying when every single spammer decides to target you the very day you anxiously away a very important email?
How did I keep myself occupied in between spam emails and false alarms? For hours I texted friends asking for prayer. I typed a Facebook status claiming that I believed God for His provision. I tweeted Bible verse after Bible verse. Tapping into every social connection I could think of, I grasped at anything or anyone who would provide instant gratification of encouragement.
I did not get down on my knees in prayer for myself. I did not sit quietly and really meditate on His promises for myself. Promises that tell me that all things work for the good of those who love God –– no matter the result of the upcoming, potentially life changing email. I did not do what my now favorite verse commands me to do…
So let us step boldly to the throne of grace, where we can find mercy and grace to help when we need it most. (Hebrews 4:16 THE VOICE)
The throne of grace where the King of the universe sits in all authority and power, perfectly able, capable and willing to receive me and hear my prayers. The very King of Kings who turned water into wine and spoke the world into existence. I knew all of this in my head and it sounded good on the pages of Scripture. But why didn’t this truth resonate in my heart? Instead of sitting myself down at His throne of grace, I turned to others to stand in the gap and pray for me.
This is an issue I’ve grappled with for several years since my morning of eager anticipation. A couple of days ago this subject came up while some of my friends were chatting over our Bibles and coffee. My sweet friend Ryan shared her heart,
“When my day is filled with drama and I come home stressed out, you know, I tend to turn to my friends first. I know I need to go to God, but it seems easier to text or call so-and-so rather than talk to the Lord. Why do I do this?”
This purely honest statement from Ryan sent me to the depths of my heart and mind, looking for answers to her question that I knew I needed for myself.
I need something tangible, something here and now to touch, to feel, to hold when I’m in need of answers and wisdom. I need something more than my friends or Facebook could ever offer.
Something tangible…God’s word in my hands that says to pray with out ceasing. (1 Thessalonians 5:17)
Something here and now…God’s promise that when I take my stress, drama and anxiety to Him I will find peace and understanding. (Philippians 4:7)
Something to feel and hold onto…God’s fruit of the Spirit for those who approach the throne of grace. The love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self control that I so desperately need on a daily basis. (Galatians 5:22-23)
I’m wondering if you, too, turn to anything and everything other than your King at His throne of grace? After my own heart check I’ve come up with a solution to my need for self-perceived tangibles: a prayer that will open my eyes to the true tangibles at the throne of grace. Will you pray this with me today?
Father God, my King of Kings. I know from reading Your Word that You are all powerful, mighty, in control and capable of anything I bring before your throne of grace. Oh how I know this in my head. I want to live this out in life. Open my eyes to see Your tangibles right before me. Open my heart to grasp how big and awesome You are so that I turn to You first with my life stress and drama. Amen.
Sarah Francis Martin loves doing life and ministry with her 20-something age girlfriends. When not writing at her laptop, Sarah has a passion for all things artsy-crafty. To read more from Sarah, check out her new book Stress Point: Thriving Through Your Twenties In A Decade Of Drama (Thomas Nelson 2012). Sarah also blogs at www.liveitoutblog.com