I am reminded, by my own experiences, that I am woefully inadequate to lift my eyes or my voice up to God.
However, I realized as I remained on my knees, that when you feel woefully inadequate to lift your voice up to God, it takes off the pressure of trying to find the right words.
The right words no longer apply.
My life verse from the Bible is Nehemiah 13:31, “Remember me, oh my God, for good.”
A very close second is Luke 18:13, “But the corrupt tax collector stood at a distance and dared not even lift his eyes to heaven as he prayed, but beat upon his chest in sorrow, exclaiming, ‘God, be merciful to me, a sinner.'”
If you combine both verses, the thought conveyed might be, “You are a good God, please show me mercy.”
As I prayed tonight, and people or situations came to mind, in years gone by, I might have prayed a prayer that conveyed the thought, “Forgive them God, but only after they pay the price for what they have done.”
Now my prayers reflect this approach, “God, show them mercy, even if they do not realize they need it, as you have shown mercy to me.”
I need mercy in my own life.
Because I want to be a vessel of God’s mercy to others.
Oddly, God picks the most unlikely vessels to use for a likely purpose.
Maybe you too are an unlikely vessel of God’s mercy.
Allow me to remind you of Luke 18:13.
The corrupt tax collector.
Beating his chest, he said, “God, be merciful to me, a sinner.”
Those seven words will drive anybody to their knees.
They certainly had that effect on me.
Just a few moments ago.