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The biggest thing I could ask of Jesus is still too small for Him.
(Jesus speaking) “This, then, is how you should pray: ‘Our Father in heaven, hallowed be your name.’” Matthew 6:9 (TNIV)
My prayer life was okay. I had friends who were powerful prayer warriors, but I wasn’t one of them.
Then I read a book talking about the power of God and our prayer. The one thing that struck me was that when I prayed, my prayers to the GOD WHO CREATED THE ENTIRE UNIVERSE were very small. Trivial. Timid. As if I was afraid to ask God for things that would require some power to accomplish.
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Why would I do that? I knew Jesus was able to do more than I could ask or imagine. I knew He was the great I AM. I knew He was the Lord Almighty who parted the Red Sea. Why was I asking for little things as if I wasn’t entirely sure He’d give them to me? Isn’t that kind of insulting to God?
Didn’t Jesus tell us to ask? “If you, then, though you are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father in heaven give good gifts to those who ask him!” (Matthew 7:11, TNIV)
Suddenly, looking at the Lord’s Prayer, I saw the first lines in a new light. This Father, who loves me, is Holy and greater than anything I could ask of Him. The biggest thing I could ask of Him is still too small for Him.
I began to pray for my biggest dreams, not because I deserved it, but because He is able to do it if He wants to. I didn’t suddenly receive riches and success, but I did draw closer to Jesus. It was as if I understood, now, how powerful He is, simply because I had started to pray bigger.
Faith step: Is your view of Jesus too small? Start to pray big, not as if Jesus is a genie in a bottle, but simply because you know that He is able to do more than you could ask or imagine.
This devotion is excerpted from Mornings with Jesus 2013.
Camy Tang grew up in Hawaii and now lives in San Jose, California, with her husband and her rambunctious mutt, Snickers. She is a staff worker for her church youth group and leads one of the Sunday worship teams. Camy has authored many novels. Visit her Web site at www.camytang.com to read short stories and to subscribe to her quarterly newsletter.