Category Archives: gratitude



Along the same lines . . .  (as my previous post)

A Prayer about the Joy of Being Completely Known and Loved

by Scotty Smith

“Come, see a man who told me everything I ever did. Could this be the Messiah?” John 4:29

Lord Jesus, I wish I could have been present to watch this liberated Samaritan woman recount the tale of her collision with the gospel—her story of meeting you and coming alive to the transforming power of grace (John 4:1-42). Water from Jacob’s well was superseded by the water you alone can give—the living water that alone can slake our death-doling thirst.

You exposed her sequential affairs—her penchant to look to men to satisfy the deepest longings of her soul. Yet instead of ridiculing her, you redeemed her; instead of condemning her, you cherished her; instead of shaming her, you saved her; instead of sending her away empty, you sent her on her way full—full of peace, hope and love.

En route to the nations, you brought the gospel to the dark continent of this broken woman’s heart. I wonder if some of the six men with whom she’d been heard her proclaim, “Come, see a man who told me everything I ever did. Could this be the Messiah?” Standing vulnerable in the public square of her community, she’d never been so free. The gospel dealt a fatal blow to her need to pose or pretend.

I want more of that freedom, Jesus, much more. Freedom from the approval of men. Freedom from wanting to look better than I am. Freedom from minimizing and marginalizing my present need of you.

Nothing but the gospel can free us for being thoroughly known without fear. Jesus, your love is unlike anything else we can experience in this life. In fact, your love is better than life itself. We adore and praise you this day as the Christ—the Messiah, our Lenten Lord, the heart-knower, our holy lover, our righteousness from God, our only hope of glory!

You know every vain, foolish, and evil thought we’ve ever conceived; every lustful, greedy fantasy in which we engage. Only you hear every grace-robbing, grandstanding, gossipy word we speak. Only you know the broken cisterns of our choices—our idols, the many things to which we turn to find life other than in you. Yet you pursue us, you welcome us, and you love us… and you are changing us.

What a wonderful, merciful Savior you are, Jesus. Life—temporal and eternal, can only be found in you. So very Amen we joyfully pray in your transcendent and transforming name.




A great prayer from Scotty Smith, posted on his blog today.  You can check out his blog here


A Prayer about the Grossness of My Ingratitude

[The older brother] was angry and refused to go in. His father came out and entreated him, but he answered his father, “Look, these many years I have served you, and I never disobeyed your command, yet you never gave me a young goat, that I might celebrate with my friends. But when this son of yours came, who has devoured your property with prostitutes, you killed the fattened calf for him!” And he said to him, “Son, you are always with me, and all that is mine is yours.” Luke 15:28-31

Heavenly Father, unlike the older brother, I’d never boast about my many years of serving you and I’d never even think of boasting in my record of obedience to your commands, nevertheless, there are times when my ingratitude matches his. I’m in one of those seasons and I want to repent before it gets any worse.

I do my best repenting not by groveling and beating myself up; not by ratcheting up my ill power and rededicating myself to you. No, my deepest repentance comes from preaching the gospel to my heart—remembering who you are and every good thing you give us in Jesus, so here goes.

Father, you are constantly running to us in the gospel—welcoming us to the dance floor of your grace, inviting us to enjoy the music of your mercy, imploring us to make merry to the glory of God. It’s a rich relationship, not a set of rigid rules, into which you’ve called us. To avoid you is to avoid oxygen, for you give life. To hide in my pouting, rather than Son-bath in your presence is the definition of crazy. I am so glad that you’re just as tenacious as you are tender. You incessantly say to our grumbling, discontented, self-righteous faces,

“My son, you’re always with me because I’m always with you. Nothing will ever separate you from the everlasting love I have for you and all my children. I greatly delight in you. I rejoice over you with singing. With my love I intend to quiet your restless heart.Everything I have is yours.

All your sins are forgiven, including your gross ingratitude. I’ve declared you to be righteous in Christ. I’ve hidden your life in his. I’ve begun a good work in you that I willbring to completion. I’ve made you a co-heir of the new heaven and new earth. You are destined for an eternity of perfect relationships—perfect everything. Come, let us rejoice and be glad.”

Father, I do repent this morning, but don’t relent. Keep beating down my ingratitude with love offensives of the gospel. By the Holy Spirit, compel me to delight in you today and dance to your glory. So very Amen I pray, in Jesus’ peerless and praiseworthy name.