Lord, You stand by Your promises so that I might stand ON those promises
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Father, here in this passage You’ve mentioned Your rest, Your Word, and Your Son. You hold out to me the promise of resting in You, pulling me on toward Your goal for me. Help me not to be disqualified through disbelief. Rather, strengthen my faith in You as I hold to Your promises, anticipating the experience of Your rest. At the end of this journey, I’ll surely rest with You. Along the way, bring me refreshment and peace in Your presence, in moments alone with You.
In Your Word, You mean what You say. What You say goes. Your “powerful Word is sharp as a surgeon’s scalpel, cutting through everything, whether doubt or defense, laying me open to listen and obey. Nothing and no one is impervious to Your Word.” How good to know too that Your Word not only makes an incision where needed; it also stitches up the wound, applies a healing ointment and restores wholeness to the tissues.
Your Son has served as my great High Priest, who opened the way to provide me ready access to You. His death destroyed the dividing wall of sin between You and me, so that now You and I can freely and constantly commune. As my high priest, Jesus, it’s wonderful to know that You are fully in touch with my reality. You’ve been through weakness and testing, experienced it all–all but the sin. So, You’ve made it possible for me to walk right up to You to get what You are so ready to give. May I receive Your mercy and accept Your grace, allowing You to embrace me with Your all-consuming, perfect love. Amen.