Glory Can Turn Sour

Father,

 I confess that I desire glory.  I desire to be thought of as a great woman.  I desire for others to respect my dedication to You.  I desire to be wise in the decisions I make for my family and for my ministries.  I desire for my children to adore me.  I desire my husband to think I am God’s gift to him. I desire a great reputation where I am thought of as a magnificent woman.  I desire to be beautiful.  I desire to be lovely and graceful.

You tell me, Lord, that I am all of these things……. great, wise, respectable, adored, reputable, beautiful. You tell me that you take great delight in me.

When I am holding hands with You, Lord, and all my glory is wholly and completely directed to Your glory, all is well.  Amen.  All is well. 

How easy, though, for my for glory  to be kept for me alone.  How horrible and nasty I become.  How pitiful.  How distasteful.  How selfish.  How warped my mind becomes.  When I try to keep any glory for myself, it is like a delicious glass of fresh sweet milk that turns sour.  Smells nasty.  Becomes totally useless.  It messes everything up.

Lord, please rescue me.  Rescue me today.  Do not let me stay here.  Do not let me hoard any glory for myself.  Not a drop.  You are the beautiful, sweet, sweet Song living in me. With You, I am everything.  Without You, I am nothing.  Amen.

“The Glory of God is Man Fully Alive.”  Irenaesus 

 

“ Lord, please let my life be fully alive unto you.  Fully devoted.  Fully surrendered.  Any glory I attain on earth will be given to You.”  Betty