I
failed You today, dear Father, not once but several times!
I
asked for opportunities . . .
.
. . You gave them, but I failed!
Now
that I am alone, I want to just sit and cry!
One
girl noticed my bracelet.
“Does
it stand for anything?” she asked.
“Yes,”
I said, “it tells the story of the wordless book. Have you heard
of it?”
“Oh,”
she replied, “my mom taught me that when I was little.”
I
should have said, “Well, what do you think of Jesus now?”
I
should have. But I didn't.
Later,
I asked a girl downtown, “What is this festival I overheard you
saying you went to this afternoon?”
“It's
a beer festival,” she said. “Lots of local vendors with free
samples. You can go around and taste all sorts of really good beers.
It was great fun!”
I
should have said, “Wow, so you tasted some really nice things
today. Have you ever tasted Christ? He calls Himself the Fountain
of living water. He fills the hungry soul with good things! If you
come to Him believing, He says your soul will never hunger or thirst
again! Taste Him through His word. You'll find that He is good!”
I
should have. But I didn't.
Dear
Father, forgive me! Remember my frame, that I am but dust! I wanted
to tell them of You, but my wit failed. I was not leaning on You. I
was distracted, caught off guard.
Engrave
these failures on my heart that they may serve as lessons and
memorials! Lessons, for I know even more I need Your strength every
moment! Memorial, for I have experienced Your gracious forgiveness
yet again.
I
stumble, yet You hold my hand, so I am not utterly cast down! You
are not finished with me. You have helped me to my feet again!
Father,
help me to remember that when I fail, Your Spirit will prevail!
.
. . When I should have and didn't, You would and will!
I
cannot relive those moments to say what I should have said. But I
can pray earnestly for Your Spirit to speak those words into their
hearts . . .
.
. . those words I should have said but didn't.
And,
Father, I hope and pray that someday, on the heavenly streets of
gold, I'll look and see these souls to whom I should have but
didn't. And I'll say to them there, “I should have
told you of Christ on earth, but I didn't. So I poured
out my prayers and tears before His throne for you. Now here you
are! Where I have failed, His grace prevailed!”
Fully
forgiven, fully restored, fully loved, fully assured I stand, up from
where I'd fallen, grasping Your hand tighter than ever, ready to take
another step!
Amazed
. . .
Astounded
. . .
.
. . You should have let me go . . .
.
. . But You didn't!