Pray the words of this Lazaroo aloud, with total transparency:

“…we will get all sorts of valuable things and fill our houses with plunder…”
(Proverbs 1:13)

Spare me, Jesus.

Deliver me from people who can’t think two inches beyond the confines of this tiny planet.

Save me from friends

coworkers
family members
the majority of the human race

whose reward is in this life.

May I never play it “safe.”

May I never hedge my bets when it comes to You.

With victory and destruction, joy and terror, heaven and hell on the line

when I come to those two gates

the wide one on my left
the small one on my right

when I stand before that fork in the road

the broad, well-worn highway on my left
that narrow, leaf-strewn path on my right

may I not

blink an eyelash
twitch a muscle
allow my lip to quiver

as I stake

all!

all!

all!

on You.
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Psalms 17:13-14; Psalms 53:1; Ecclesiastes 10:2; Matthew 6:19-21; Matthew 7:13-14; Luke 6:20-26; 1 Corinthians 7:29-31; Hebrews 11:24-27

What is Lazaroo?

Take Me Deeper