6.04.2011

Burn

chutz·pa

  [khoot-spuh, hoot-] 
–noun 
1.
unmitigated effrontery or impudence; gall.
2.
audacity; nerve.


From the old Hebrew: Huspah


Therefore let us draw near to the throne with confidence (huspah) to the throne of grace so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help in a time of need. Hebrews 4:16


Therefore, Brethren, since we have confidence (huspah) to enter the Holy Place by the blood of Jesus by a new and living way which He inaugurated for us through the veil, that is His flesh, and since we have a great priest over the house of God, let us draw near with a sincere heart in full assurance of grace. Hebrews 10:19-22

Abba, I come today to pray boldly on behalf of my church leaders and my husband. We are exhausted, Father, and we don't know what to do. This morning I am asking for the following:

Give my husband and our leaders clear, unquestionable, bold Kingdom direction for your vision for our church family and this town. Your Word says that you desire no one should be lost so I'm asking you to show us  unquestionably how to reach out to these people, to bring them into our doors and into our homes and lives. Make it impossible for us to ignore and avoid them.

Abba I pray that you would shut the mouths of the critics, the complainers, the gossips and the discouragers. This kind of behavior and these spirits have no place in your House or your Kingdom. I rebuke it. I deny their place and power. I call for the void these spirits leave to be filled with praise, encouragement, laughter, joyful words, songs and above all your good news.

My Abba, I call for a fire to be kindled in the bones of the complacent and lazy. May they be so uncomfortable that their only options are to get up or to GET OUT and make room for those who want to work. The time for doll house Christianity is finished here! We welcome raw, ugly, hard, beautiful, difficult, life-bringing honesty with open arms. We rebuke and denounce fake, shiny, plastic, pretend perfection. Clear the chaff with a mighty wind of your Holy Spirit! Break us, mold us, and remodel us in the image of your son who died filthy, broken and bloody. May we not be honored any less.

Papa may our eyes be opened and undarkened that we may begin to grasp how desperate we are for grace, how deeply infected we are with sin, how nothing less than dying completely can bring rebirth. Let us truly see, perhaps for the first time, how wide and long and high and deep is your loving mercy for us. Let our hearts be so changed by this knowledge that it changes the world around us.

Make us violently prayerful, passionately vocal, divinely peculiar, irresistibly loving, unceasingly serving, miraculously healing, marvelously diverse and unerringly faithful.

Make us Holy. Make us One.

Abba, may this be just the beginning.
May the whole world be disturbed by our beautiful glowing faces.

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