Rise As Incense

 

     Tens of thousands of believers flocked to the National Mall in Washington D. C. last weekend for a time of prayer for our country. Songs were sung. Hands were raised in prayer. And thousands of other believers, including me, were praying right along with them. We prayed for the violence to end, for the hatred to be moved to love, for God to bring us back to Himself.

     The raising of our hands, the prayers of God’s people are set in the halls of heaven. He hears our prayers. He understands our pleas. He will not leave us nor forsake us, even in the midst of calamity and chaos.  Keep praying and trust His timing and His purpose.

I call to You, Lord. Come quickly to me. Hear me when I call to You. May my prayer be set before You like incense. May the lifting up of my hands be like the evening sacrifice. Psalm 141:1-2

     Even in the last days of the earth, as told in the book of Revelation, our prayers are heard. They have been lifted to heaven, and the angels have records of them. Remember that as you pray for others, for your family, for our country, for the world.

And the smoke of the incense, with the prayers of the saints, ascended before God from the angel’s hand. Revelation 8:4

Father,

Let our prayers rise as incense to You. May they be pleasing to You as you hear our pleas. Guide us into deep prayer in Your presence.

In Jesus name,

Amen