Let us then approach the throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need. Hebrews 4:16 NIV
I’ve stumbled. At the beginning of each day, I find some time to enter the throne room of God and bring my praises and petitions to Him. Some days, I dance in singing praises all the way. Other days, I march in assure of His attention and presence. And then there are days I stumble in wondering why I’m there.
Once I heard my pastor say sometimes he doesn’t feel like praising. But he goes through the motions anyway. Then a wonderful thing happens. He begins to believe what he’s saying. Ever have days like that? Sometimes you’ve had a rotten day when everything has gone wrong. And sometimes, you are just tired. The demands of life and living have worn you out. So, you stumble in.
This morning I sat on the floor of the throne room and looked around. “I’m here, Lord,” like He needed me to tell Him. I began to speak and apologize for stumbling in, not my usual peppy self. He listened. I explained how some days all I could do was stumble in, and in telling Him I realized it didn’t matter. I was there. He didn’t care how I got there. And then I praised Him for that. As I praised I noticed I sat up a little straighter.
Then I praised Him for listening to a wretch like me. He kept listening. My heart was full. I stood and thanked Him for loving me. He listened. I felt His presence and the warm wrap of His embrace. I raised my hands and poured out my petitions before the throne. And guess what happened?
He listened. And He loved me. And He filled me. And He lifted me. And I am His.
Though he stumble, he will not fall, for the LORD upholds him with his hand. Psalm 37:24 NIV