I've been following some tweets of a friend of mind, and it brought to my mind some dangerous prayers. I remember 20-odd years ago attending a service at big church plant in Colorado Springs. Leslie and I were pretty new to the whole following Christ proposition, but we were truly committed to life change; to living clean & sober, committed to each other, and we we're committed to the God who had brought us out of darkness and into light. We also believed that every word in the Bible was true, and was applicable to us.
So it followed that whenever we went to church, and the preacher shared from the Bible, we believed what was spoken to us. Now, we were not ignorant - you couldn't just tell us anything and get away with it - if we were to believe that what you were saying was true, it had to have scriptural foundation supporting it.
So...if you showed us something from the word that we needed to do, or something we needed to PRAY...we had decision to make: Would we do it and/or pray it? Or would we ignore it and pack it away for another time? I will freely admit to you that when it comes to DOING everything that I know I should do because it's Bible, I haven't always done it. (I know...try to contain your shock at this stunning revelation). But here's the funny part: I ALWAYS prayed the prayer!
So (and yes, I realize I just started three paragraphs in a row with the coordinating conjunction 'so', but that's just me breaking rules), we were in this big church and the pastor is talking about how at the end of our race (life), we're going to stand before God (the judgment seat of Christ), and our WORKS - not our SIN - is going to be judged. As in, "God's not going to judge us for our sin if we've repented and received the forgiveness that comes through Christ's atoning sacrifice"...BUT...our WORKS are going to be judged...or TRIED, and there's a reward associated with that. The pastor gave the illustration of God throwing something like a handful of holy napalm on our personal pile of works and looking to see if anything remained after all the wood, hay and stubble was reduced to ashes. (BTW, there's scripture for all of this - but you know that, and probably know where to find it if you're still reading this homage to verbosity).
So (You got me...that's number four. Actually, starting four paragraphs in a row with 'so', is a misdemeanor in New Hampshire, Vermont, Connecticut, and parts of Massachusetts), the pastor goes on along this line for about a half an hour, and I swear I KNEW what was coming. He was going to invite us to ask God to TRY OUR WORKS NOW...in THIS lifetime. So like a dummy - thinking it was a one-time deal - I prayed it. And God has been trying (testing, examining, probing, blowing up, burning down) my works ever since. My on-going prayer in that on-going process is this: "God, I pray that as You try my works, something remains that You can use".
What's the most dangerous prayer you've ever prayed? Here one I'm fond of, "God...do whatever it takes". Have you ever prayed a prayer like that...and lied it?
Mouth off. Talk to me. Peace.