"Yes, Lord."
And as Jesus passed on from there, two blind men followed him, crying aloud, “Have mercy on us, Son of David.” When he entered the house, the blind men came to him, and Jesus said to them, “Do you believe that I am able to do this?” They said to him, “Yes, Lord.” Then he touched their eyes, saying, “According to your faith be it done to you.” And their eyes were opened. And Jesus sternly warned them, “See that no one knows about it.” But they went away and spread his fame through all that district. - Matthew 9:27-31
Yes, Lord...
I believe, help my unbelief that I won't learn Japanese.
I believe, help my unbelief that there are hundreds or thousands or your elect in Japan.
I believe, help my unbelief that you are more satisfying than corporate worship.
I believe, help my unbelief that you can and will use us.
I believe, help my unbelief that you are more sufficient than all family & friends half a world away.
I believe, help my unbelief that I can model godliness to my son...that I can be an example of Christ to my wife.
I believe, help my unbelief that Hell is awaiting all who reject you or do not know you so I may be more urgent in sharing your name & less aware of how others perceive me.
I believe, help my unbelief that in your presence, not America, is fullness of joy, & that at your right hand, not America, are pleasures forevermore.
Yes, Lord...
I believe, help my unbelief that I won't learn Japanese.
I believe, help my unbelief that there are hundreds or thousands or your elect in Japan.
I believe, help my unbelief that you are more satisfying than corporate worship.
I believe, help my unbelief that you can and will use us.
I believe, help my unbelief that you are more sufficient than all family & friends half a world away.
I believe, help my unbelief that I can model godliness to my son...that I can be an example of Christ to my wife.
I believe, help my unbelief that Hell is awaiting all who reject you or do not know you so I may be more urgent in sharing your name & less aware of how others perceive me.
I believe, help my unbelief that in your presence, not America, is fullness of joy, & that at your right hand, not America, are pleasures forevermore.