A year and a half ago Dennis and I listened to a sermon by Tim Keller from Psalm 2. As part of the sermon Tim read a stanza from a hymn by John Newton, which captured my attention in the moment and hasn’t left me since. Increasingly I found myself pondering its words, thinking about the challenge “large petitions with thee bring.” It was a glaring realization that I had moved into safe mode in my requests, asking God mostly for what wasn’t too difficult for Him to do, from my perspective of course. My fear of failure again was controlling my expectations of what God might not do if I asked. I still have small faith.
Large Petitions
Large Petitions
Large Petitions
A year and a half ago Dennis and I listened to a sermon by Tim Keller from Psalm 2. As part of the sermon Tim read a stanza from a hymn by John Newton, which captured my attention in the moment and hasn’t left me since. Increasingly I found myself pondering its words, thinking about the challenge “large petitions with thee bring.” It was a glaring realization that I had moved into safe mode in my requests, asking God mostly for what wasn’t too difficult for Him to do, from my perspective of course. My fear of failure again was controlling my expectations of what God might not do if I asked. I still have small faith.