
I receive a periodic
eDevotional from Mike Card, whose music I've listened to for over 20 years. His devotionals are short but rich and thoughtful. They're also challenging. The below devotional came in the mail today. Maybe you can find it helpful too. The prayer at the end made a particularly strong impact on my heart.
“Keep an eye on the one in the middle,” some onlooker might have said that day. “He’s the one to watch. You never know what might happen.”
Words like these might have come from a boy with nothing better to do than squat on that stony hill and watch. Or from a man who had known Lazarus before he died – and had talked with him after this Jesus had brought him back to life. Or from a woman who had been healed by His touch. Or from a synagogue teacher still fearful that this upstart rabbi from Galilee might yet make fools of the whole religious establishment.
Until His corpse was laid to rest, there was always the possibility that at the last moment this Jesus could call upon those legions of angels He had said were at His command.
The apostle John and a handful of women watched and waited, too. How their hearts ached with grief, yet still clung to hope. Was Jesus truly King of kings? Then how could a city full of priests and soldiers thwart His will? Was He their long-awaited Messiah? Then how could any Roman power overcome Him? Wasn’t He truly God? Then how could three nails hold Him? At any moment, something could happen…..
But nothing happened. No angelic intervention. No reply. No miracle
Prayer
Lord, I praise You for enduring shame for me-
for not reaching for any other kind of miracle.
As I seek to bear my cross for You today, give me your strength.
Thank You that I never need to be ashamed of the gospel,
“the power of God for the salvation of everyone who believes.”
As I wrestle with the hunger You have given me for Yourself,
help me settle for no other, lesser satisfaction.
Someday soon may these very eyes behold Your glory;
may these very ears hear You say, “Well done.”
Lord, Jesus, I do hunger for your glory –
to see it and to be enveloped in it.
But sometimes in this world it seems
so distant and so dim to me.
When will You return!
When will I see You come in glory?
Until that day, O Lord, sustain me in this desire.
Hold me in Your hands and feed me with Yourself.
Amen