Open a vein and bleed the words of this Lazaroo aloud to God:

“…night and day I constantly remember you in my prayers.”
(2 Timothy 1:3)

Give me this kind of passionate love and concern for others, Father.

Deliver me from namby-pamby prayers!

Tear open my heart until I am able to care for others as much as I care for myself.

Then rip it open still more until I have the ability to hurt for others more than I hurt for myself.

I know.

That’s not natural.

But I’m sick to death of “natural.”

I want supernatural.

Isn’t that what You did for me, Jesus?

You left heaven
lowered Yourself to earth
sacrificed Yourself on the cross
so I could live forever.

How dare I offer

weak
insipid
perfunctory
lackluster prayers

for anyone You died for and love every bit as much as You love me?

Change me.

All the way down to my self-serving, self-absorbed, self-centered prayers.
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Job 14:22; Psalms 109:7; Philippians 2:20; 1 John 2:2; 3 John 1:4; Matthew 7:12; Romans 12:10; Acts 10:4; Romans 1:9-10; Ephesians 6:18; 1 Timothy 2:1-4; Ephesians 1:15-23; Philemon 1:4-6

What is Lazaroo?

Take Me Deeper