Ask in My name

At least 16 times in the Gospels, Jesus tells His disciples to ask for things. To ask the Father for things. To ask for things in Christ's name. And every time, He connects it with the promise that it will be accomplished. There is generally the stipulation, or understanding, that IF it is for His glory, He'll do it. God isn't a magic prayer button, so I want to add that disclaimer.

But just think about the fact that Jesus tells His people to ASK for things.
"Whatever you ask in prayer, you will receive, if you have faith."

Here's my question. What do our "whatevers" look like? When I pray for the people I love, do I just ask God to bless them or heal their sickness or et cetera? Or am I asking bigger things for them? Or perhaps, not even "bigger" things, but more specific things.

Over the past couple of years I've been learning to ask specific things. And I'm discovering that God LOVES to give me the things I ask for. Sometimes, sure, He says no, and often I even forget that I asked for those things He says no to. For instance, I may be praying for someone's salvation. That is good. But do I pray for things like:
- that another Christian will run across their path today
- that I'll have an opportunity to show them love in a practical way
- that they will come to the concert I invited them to
- that the Lord will provide money for me to take them out for coffee
- that the Spirit will convict them of their sin and not let up
- that something on the news that I hear and know will make an impression on them will make a spiritual, eternal impression on them

Do I? These are just hypothetical. What situations are you burdened to pray for in your own life? Are you boldly approaching the throne of grace and asking for the specific things that you really want?

Listen to these verses:
"No good thing does He withhold from those who walk uprightly."
"Yes, the Lord will give what is good."
"When You open Your hand, they are filled with good things."

And there are a plethora more.

I love it when my friends ask me for things, whether that is an actual favor that I can do for them, or something I can pray for, or whatever. I love it, and it's a rare occasion that I'll say no. If I am that way, what makes me think that the Lord is any less that way? In fact, because He is God, and so infinitely good, He loves to give so much more than I do.

So what am I asking for, today? What's the harm in asking for all kinds of things? The "worst" that can happen is that He will say no and then, oh well, at least we asked. Our prayers often are so small. Do we think creatively and ask for things in faith, trusting that He will give us what is good?

That's trust

"O Lord of hosts, blessed is the one who trusts in You."

Today when I was sharing with the little girls who came to the one-day afternoon girls camp that my littlest sister and I hosted, the Lord led me to give the girls different illustrations of what trust was. We talked about meeting someone somewhere - "Meet me in the kitchen at three o'clock and I'll have something special for you." Then, about hanging off of a cliff and reaching out to grab the hand of your rescuer. Then, about trusting a chair and sitting in it. Then, tonight, when I was looking through pictures of time spent with my church in Dubuque, I saw this picture, and it hit me:



That's trust.

Little Fifi, jumping off of the wood platform 30 feet off of the ground, attached to the wire by her little waist belt and a rope. Trust comes in all shapes and sizes, and sometimes it's like jumping off into the air with nothing but a safety belt to hold you. It's crazy. People around don't understand it. (I don't try to understand why people literally do that, like Fiona did.) :) But it's knowing that sure, everything will be fine because the one you trust won't let anything happen to you that will hurt you.

But it goes farther than that, at least one step. This next picture is one of my favorites of all time:



This was taken just a moment before the first picture. Fifi's expression is TRUST personified. Quiet, happy, ready to take the leap, not a fearful thought crossing her mind, just waiting and then going, full out. She didn't make a big deal out of it at all. She just did it. And then she was happy. And she did it again and again.

This morning I was starting to worry about money and relationships again, and the song crossed my mind:
"Jesus, Jesus, how I trust Him,
How I've proved Him o'er and o'er..."
So true! I serve a very well-proven God! He is so trustworthy.

I fear pain. So much. The thought of being emotionally torn up again makes me recoil like I've seen a snake. But that isn't trust. Sometimes the path of trust does lead to pain. But as I sat out under the stars tonight, I decided that it was worth it, and I would keep on praying big prayers and trusting my big God to answer. I would keep on following His lead because even if it is uncertain, it's way better than failing when I follow my own wisdom.

It's all over the psalms.
"Blessed is the man who makes the Lord his trust."
I want to trust my God. So here I go again. I'm taking the leap.