Fix Me, Lord!

This is a part of what Jesus said to us, his disciples: “I can guarantee this truth: Those who believe in me will do the things that I am doing. They will do even greater things because I am going to the Father. I will do anything you ask the Father in my name so that the Father will be given glory because of the Son. If you ask me to do something, I will do it.” John 14:12-14 GW

There are some keys here that we need to see. 1. This is a guarantee. Defined; to make oneself answerable for (something) on behalf of someone else who is primarily responsible.

2. We will do the things Jesus was doing and even greater things. This includes; walking in unconditional love always; forgiving and letting things go; compassion that moves us to give of ourselves without complaint; no murmuring; forfeiting your own will and desires for the good of the Kingdom.

3. We can ask anything of the Father in Jesus Name that will give the Father glory. WHAT? We can’t just have anything we want? We can’t ask for a million dollars and have it drop magically in our account? What? It can have no selfish ambition attached to it at all.

Jesus went about doing good and healing all. How many of us live our lives like that? How many of us can really say that our minds are so toward God, that we never think of our own needs or wants because we know the Father will take care of us. Most, if not all of us would have to admit to this.

Father, forgive me. I’m so not like Jesus. My eyes are still glued to my bills. I still want for wrong reasons. My faith is still so small. The more I read about you, the smaller I feel. So this morning, I ask to know you more. To hunger and thirst for your presence. To overflow onto others the love and compassion that Jesus had for the lost you love.

May I not be critical of others and their motives. How do I know what their motives are! Open my eyes to try to find the good in ALL those around me, not just those who are nice to me. Only then will you be able to break through the walls they’ve formed from rejection and hurt. Only then will my own walls come down so that you can touch them through me. Jesus, give me your eyes. I’m broken, please fix me.

Until Tomorrow,

Sandy G

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