Pray the words of this Lazaroo aloud, with utter realism:

“I will pronounce my judgments on my people because of their wickedness…in worshiping what their hands have made.”
(Jeremiah 1:16)

Why do I do that, Jesus?

Why do I keep forgetting that no matter how hard I work

I’m not the one who ultimately makes it happen?

It’s You.

The farmer might do a great job of planting and fertilizing his crop

but You’re the one who sends the rain
who makes seeds sprout.

The politician might give a great stump speech

but You’re the one who moves the hearts of donors
who puts motivated voters in booths on election day.

The Sprint Cup driver may sit behind the wheel of a great car

but You’re the one who governs the laws of physics
who triggers spontaneous combustion
who makes engines roar.

You’re the breath in my lungs
the skill in my hands

this worship bursting in my heart.

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Joshua 4:23-24; 1 Chronicles 28:19; Psalms 16:2; Psalms 127:1; Isaiah 43:11; Isaiah 44:6; Isaiah 45:5-12; Matthew 10:29-30; John 15:5; Acts 17:24-25

What is Lazaroo?

Take Me Deeper