Enraptured

Dear Savior and Redeemer,
     Please don't let me forget that I am involved in the greatest Story ever told, and that there was nothing I did to be a part of it.
     Don't let me brush over the gospel, over your death, over your resurrection - as though they are mere facts that simply define who I am today. Let them be all that I am not - which is everything.
     I don't want to be a lukewarm Christian - or even a 212 degree Christian. Make me a flame that constantly is growing and burning brighter. Make my passion for You consume me, and let the gospel be the oxygen for my fire.
     I want to sing your praises when I get up in the morning, when I work, when I play, when I cry, when I smile, when I sleep.
     Don't ever let me belittle Your love for me, for there is no greater love than someone who lays down his life for his friends. That is what you did, Jesus! Was there no life more valuable than Yours? And yet You freely gave of it to redeem my poor and wretched soul. For you know that is what I am, Father, and yet You still love me more than I can imagine.
     Don't let Your Word go through one ear and out the other. Let me hold onto it, cherish it, nuture it. It is the Word of my Father, my God, and my King.
     Fill me with such awe and amazement for Your love for me that I have no other thoughts but for You. Keep me in raptures, Lord, and keep me ever full of joy because of the wondrous cross You endured for me.
     Lord, there is no greater love but Yours. There is no greater Word but Yours. There is no greater abundance of mercy and grace but Yours towards Your people. There is no greater relationship but the one I get to have with You.
     Never cease to fill me with Your Spirit, and never let me dim the bright and beautiful glory of the gospel.