Friday, February 11, 2005
2 Kings 21:1-9 NASB

Manasseh, son of Hezekiah, king of Judah. I don't get how this kid, when he's seen all that God had done and how He had blessed his father, could be such an abomination in the sight of God. It could start with the fact he was only twelve-years-old (v1), but that doesn't make up for his actions. He went out and purposefully rebuilt the high places Hezekiah had torn down. What was his thought process? "My dad was seen as good in the sight of the Lord and he tore down the high places. I think I'll gain favor by rebuilding them." That couldn't have gone through his head, could it?
And how many of us are like that? We've seen how God has worked in the lives of others and even our own lives. He works either in times of blessing, when we have been faithful to Him, or He works in times of drawing, when He has seen our sin and begins to correct us. And Manasseh is setting himself up to be corrected by God. I wouldn't imagine it would be a pretty sight.

Father God, I know I'm a sinner. I have the seed of sin from Adam, but, even more so, I love to sin. I don't love listening to You, although sometimes I try to trick myself into thinking so. Father, I know that I need You. I need Your Word. Lord, continue to work on this lowly creature You have loved so much. I wish I had something better to offer, but all I have is what You see and it isn't that much. God, I thank You for Your mercy and Your grace. Your forgiveness is unending. Thank You for Jess and how You have always blessed me with her insight and love. I thank You for the compassion she's had on me while I've been sick. I ask that You bless her to the fullest of Your abilities. Lord, she's still thinking about Guatemala. Give her an assurance of the direction You want her to go. I thank You for her interview with Liberty. Bless her with a peace about it. I think she did great. Let her know that. I am still looking for a job, Father. I don't know how I'm going to pay for school otherwise. If You have something else up Your sleeve, let me know. I love You and I know You will take care of me. Sometimes I get scared and look at the crashing waves. I love You, God. Thank You for hearing my prayer. amen

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