I’m excited to post a guest blog today by Di Zimmerman. Di and her family are members of my church. To end a sermon on the phrase “Your kingdom come, Your will be done” from the Lord’s Prayer, I asked Di to offer a prayer of submission for our church. Below is Di’s prayer. I encourage you to read it and read it slowly. And then go through it a second time praying it for yourself. I thank Di for getting to the heart of what it means to pray in submission to our Lord Jesus Christ.
Here are the Zimmermans. Russ is a ministry leader with Bridges International, a ministry to international students through CRU. And the Zimmerman girls are Elianna, Ember, and Evi. And Di is on the right.
Our Father, My Father, I call out to you, I run to you, I rest in your presence.
I lay aside my misconceptions about you, my insecurities about myself.
Forgive my unclear view of you, for considering you as detached and distant.
If I want to hear from you, I need to be near you. Please forgive ME for being detached and distant.
You are Faithful and True, Friend of Sinners, Friend of this sinner, my Father, my Forgiver.
You shepherd me with gentle guidance, you sanctify me through changing circumstances … all of your ways are good, right, merciful, perfect.
You are my King. “Your Kingdom Come.”
You are my Daddy. “Your Will Be Done.”
Why do I waffle between pouring out my heart before you and stuffing numb feelings further down and farther away? When my heart and my flesh want to cry out, why do I settle for letting my heart and my flesh dry up?
Even the earth, the ocean waves and tides, the snow-capped mountains and towering trees rest in, and fully trust, your design, your power, your will. May I join all of creation and say “Your Kingdom Come, Your Will Be Done.”
Help me to pray that way. May the heartbeat of my prayers align with your will, not my want. May my desire be for the glory of Your Kingdom, not the glorification of my dominion.
I want to pray more persistently, continuously, unceasingly.
In this fast-paced life, I need to choose to be still, prompt me to pray.
Increase my desire for your will, your vision, your plan, your process, your work on my character, your design of my circumstances, your shaping of my heart, your timeline, your outcome, your glory, your name.
Decrease what is my way, my mission, my priorities, my schedule, my results, my success, my ease, my comfort.
What things outside of your kingdom do I hold onto that prevent me from knowing, understanding, and receiving your will?
Regarding your will, grant me discernment to figure it out and discipline to live it out.
I know that your word is a lamp to my feet and a light to my path. When I see that light shining on my feet and on my path, increase my courage, my hope, my faithfulness, my obedience to follow your lead, to surrender to you, to choose your best.
In order to do that I need more of your voice, your word, rolling around in my head, stored up in my heart, flowing from my soul. I want to be with you more, I want to discern your voice among the static and noise of my world, and when I recognize it, I want to pause, listen, really hear, I want to draw nearer to you, I know you draw near to me.
In the face of discouragement, distractions, distress, despair, darkness, my prayers turn more desperate, more dependent. Regardless of whether I’m experiencing plenty or want, highs or lows, draw me to dwell with you, depend on you, trust your decisions and hope in “Your Kingdom Come, Your Will Be Done.”
You made me wonderfully. You are doing wonderful things in and around me. Does my soul know that very well? Or, do I doubt what’s true about me, about you? The world’s voice is louder, my circumstances seem bigger, the idols in my life pose as better.
“Your Kingdom Come, Your Will Be Done” in my view of you, my understanding of truth, my belief in your goodness, promises, blessings and gifts.
Father, I choose to accept your purposes – whether they come through triumphs and successes, or if your purposes come through trials and suffering.
You promise Peace, Hope, Joy.
Where fear, hurt and sadness are in the way of me experiencing those things, breakthrough to my heart with your freedom, your fullness.
May I accept your comfort and compassion.
Jesus, you promise living water. My life in you is rich and abundant. Yet, on my own, I choose things so short of that. I settle for emptiness when you have fullness in store for me.
Today I set aside false comforts for the God of all comfort.
I lay down my strategic plan for your sovereign will.
I reject my selfish control and accept your precious thoughts toward me.
I confess as sin the habits and the hurry that turn my longing heart away from you.
Where I have wounds and hurt places that haven’t healed, where I dream dreams and hope for things that haven’t happened, give me confidence that your kingdom IS coming, your will IS being done.
Cup my face in your hands, call my name, draw me to a place of hope, rest and thirst, for you, My Father, and for “Your Kingdom to Come, Your Will to Be Done” in heaven, on earth, in me.
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