You are older than the stars. You are called “The Ancient of Days,” and before time began You existed forever. Long after this world is done, You still will be God.
You are alive as no other; in fact all life has its source in You. With every birth, we see the marks of your creative genius. With every death, we are reminded that our hours are in your hands. You give breath to every living thing, and when you take it away, our days end.
You are as close to us as a friend by our side, or as our thoughts in our minds, or our breath in our lungs. You know everything about us––every experience we’ve had, every success we’ve enjoyed, every failure we’ve suffered––all with sharp clarity and present vividness. With perfect wisdom and unhindered power, you show yourself to be sovereign over all.
You know us better than we know ourselves, love us better than we love ourselves, and order all things according to the pleasure of Your will. Every pleasant thing in our lives, every answer to prayer, every provision of need, every friend we enjoy and every trouble we escape is a sign of your steady goodness.
Every standard of right, every perception of goodness is tied to you; you are good and from you we receive all that is good. When you could punish us for our wrongdoings, you grant us mercy. When we have not earned your favor, you freely give us grace upon grace. In uncompromising holiness and righteousness, you have paid the ultimate price for forgiveness.
On this Good Friday, we remember it was you who came; you who was rejected; you who suffered; you who was crucified; you who paid the price for us. Our guilt is gone because of you. As One risen from the dead, you are the Lord of Life.
We confess that we tend to take for granted all You have done for us. You have been so good for so long that we expect your gracious gifts to continue. We confess that at times we have lost sight of Your purposes for us, and have instead become enamored with our expected standard of living. We have lived for pleasures and diversions, but have forgotten that people around us are without forgiveness and hope; their eternal future is eclipsed by our present convenience. Forgive us.
We want to be more responsive to the promptings of Your Spirit, and less enslaved to the plans and to-do lists of the day. We want Your Word to fill our minds, to bubble up in our quiet moments, reminding us who You are, who we are, and the directions You intend for us to go. We want to see you work in us so yesterday’s failures and frustrations have less control over us tomorrow. We want you to work through us to do those things that are lasting. And we want you to work apart from us, to see your power and glory evidenced in ways that strike awe in our hearts and remind us You alone are God.
Thank you God, for all you are, and all you have done. Thank you for your promises and your unfailing love. Thank you that because of Christ, you will never treat us as our sins deserve. Thank you that you will never leave or abandon us.
Thank you that on this Good Friday looking toward Easter, we remember that the death of Jesus was enough to make us right with you, and we look forward to the resurrection of our bodies and the renewing of this world.
With hearts of gratitude, we pray confidently in Jesus’ name.