Sometimes a dad gives a son or daughter what they need and not what they want. And, I am convinced, this is what God always does for us. He always has a bigger goal in mind. His desire is for your holiness and for your celebration forever of His grace towards you. The way this plays out isn't always how we would expect or even immediately want. John Newton understood this mystery. Sometimes we pray that God would just magically change us or rid of us sin but instead God gives us a glimpse of how utterly sinful we actually are. It is a treacherous experience but the end result is a bigger reliance on God's grace. Read through these verses and feel the weight of how God deals with sinners like us.
John Newton:I asked the LORD that I might growIn faith, and love, and every grace,Might more of his salvation knowAnd seek more earnestly his face.Twas he who taught me thus to pray,And he, I trust, has answered my prayer;But it has been in such a wayAs almost drove me to despairI hoped that in some favoured hourAt once he'd answer my request,And by his love's constraining power,Subdue my sins, and give me restInstead of this, he made me feelThe hidden evils of my heart,And let the angry powers of hellAssault my soul in every part.Yea, more, with his own hand he seemedIntent to aggravate my woe,Crossed all the fair designs I schemed,Blasted my gourds, and laid me low."Lord, why is this?" I trembling cried,"Wilt thou pursue me to the death?""'Tis in this way," the Lord replied,"I answer prayer for grace and faith.""These inward trials I employFrom self and pride to set thee free,And break thy schemes of earthly joy,That thou mayest find thy all in me."
I feel that. The harder I try the more my gourds are blasted. My pride has such a grip on all that I do. Worst of all it feeds so much on my ministry and my religion. I can accomplish on my own... I don't need God (I don't really mean that, but by my actions I live it). In His providence he lays me low. That I may be broken off from schemes of earthly joy and find my all in Him.
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