The Living Prayer


From eternity the oath is spoken.  The Holy Son asks by the ministry he is sent to accomplish.

Every word of every prayer is the fruit of a perfectly earnest life.  By this the Lord Jesus lives the answer to his own prayers.  How shall the eternal Father in Heaven not give his own flawless will?

From the birth of the Son to the holy words spoken, “It is finished”, the Holy Son lives his prayer.

7 I will proclaim the Lord’s decree:

He said to me, “You are my son;
today I have become your father.
8 Ask me,
and I will make the nations your inheritance,
the ends of the earth your possession.
9 You will break them with a rod of iron;
you will dash them to pieces like pottery.”

Often the prayers of men are naught but words.  And in this they take stabbing guesses at the Holy will of the Living God.

But the life of earnest obedience produces effective prayers on its own.  As the fruit tree does not strain to produce what it is made to produce, so the obedient servant of Christ Jesus is made effective.

By His Grace

Worthy Words


As is always the case, “soul supply” correctly nails the vibrancy of Christmas.  Below is a worthy read for all men, but especially for the faithful brothers in the body of Christ.

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Answer to Prayer


When the Lord shall give you answer,

To a question you have had.

Sear it in your memory,

As the receiving child is glad.

Play with it and own it.

Toss all it around.

Look at it, with joy’s intent.

Study from the upside and down.

Take it apart as far as it will.

Examine its inner part.

Then let your soul decide to be still.

Understanding with grateful heart.

By His Grace

My Servant 2


(Continuance from the post, “My Servant”)

I had brought my servant before me to give account of himself throughout the night.  As commanded, he sat before me on the floor, working through his papers of accountability.

Come the morning he had endured strong expectations.  I watched him as he prayed.  I listen to his careful words carefully.  I was witness to his dutiful obedience; how hard he strove to obey.

I arose from my throne of self.  Going over to him, I knelt on the floor in front of him.  Putting my hand under his chin, I raised his eyes to mine.

Perceiving this to be the moment of divulging, he opened his mouth to speak.  As he lifted his eyes to heaven, the words of request began to flow.

“It is my fault before You, O’ Living God in Christ.  I have disappointed my master. I have not fulfilled his requirements.  I have allowed to enter what should not be in his house.  I beg you my God Jesus, speak through me your voice.”

We waited but two moments, and then the words came out, “Be satisfied with what you have”.  Neither of us did doubt.

With mutual nod of agreement, we sat together on the floor.  Our Lord had answered faithfully, and cleaned our house once more.

Then we prayed together, my faithful will and I.  “Sovereign God it’s true for ever.  You will catch us, lest we die.”

The Holy Lord is faithful.  Jesus is truly King.  We spoke amen to Polycarp’s testimony: “Eighty and six years he has served me well.  Why should I deny him now?”

Should we live to be a hundred, he is the rightful Lord.  My will and I did worship there.  Casting praise and thanks to him.

By His Grace

My Servant


I could not sleep because of the news.  I did not want to sleep because of the urgency.  A tumult in my house has robbed me of peace.  An occasional plundering of my goods has reached my ears. So I pondered with these questions:

Is the hope of God among men, locked away in some distant future place?  Is it God’s will that we be tossed about my temptation?  Is there no repair for the wayward heart of man?  Truly, must we wait for heaven to do the will of the Living God in Christ Jesus?

These questions come to me as one.  How is it possible that my love for God can lack at all?

And then the singular question branches quickly into a myriad of uncountable answers.

As bountiful are the temptations of this wicked place, each one wickedly stands to give an answer.  But one suspect stands much closer than the temptations of every day and night.

By force of truth, I have called him to give account. 

“You are my servant.  To you all things of mine are given.   You are set, by proclamation of the Most High God, to be in control of the things that are mine.  There is lack in my house!  How can this be so?  Give account of yourself, I demand it!”

The truth of reply is given: “My lord I cannot give answer for the moment.”

What can I say to this?  He has been commanded to appear in truth.  And with truth he has answered me.

“Sit here before me.  You have allowed lack, as I gave you free reign to do the work you are commanded to accomplish.  Now sit here before me, so I can inspect your ways. I will know your diligence.”

Who is this servant who has been given so much?  Who is this servant who is under such heavy rebuke?  What kind of servant can be given the responsibility for the health of my entire house?

With barely audible whisper I will tell you.  It is my will.

By His Grace