Pray the words of this Lazaroo aloud, shaking your head in wonder:
“‘So then, tell me the dream, and I will know that you can interpret it for me.’ The astrologers answered the king, ‘There is not a man on earth who can do what the king asks!’”
What a setup, Jesus.
You’ve done it in my life
more times than I can count.
You let me do whatever I wish
until I paint myself into a corner.
Suddenly, I have nowhere to go.
Can’t climb the walls behind me
can’t leap over the wet paint in front of me.
My back to the wall
I slowly slide down
to my knees.
Only then do I realize what happens to be true all the time:
You’re my only hope.
Unless you intervene
If You don’t perform a miracle
it’s all over.
I hate being in that position!
But it’s when You –
and I –
are at our best.
Scripture taken from the HOLY BIBLE, NEW INTERNATIONAL VERSION®. NIV®. Copyright© 1973, 1978, 1984 by International Bible Society. Used by permission of Zondervan. All rights reserved.