Apprends-moi à prier

Comme Jésus était en prière en un certain lieu, après qu'il eut terminé… un de ses disciples lui dit: Seigneur, enseigne-nous à prier. Luc 11. 1

Priez par toutes sortes de prières et de supplications. Éphésiens 6. 18

Seigneur, quand je prierai,
Mets la reconnaissance
Tout au fond de mon cœur.
Garde-moi d'oublier

Ta riche providence,
Tous tes bienfaits, Seigneur!
Ta main n'est jamais lasse
De toujours me combler;

Avec actions de grâces
Apprends-moi à prier.
Seigneur, lorsque vers toi
Montera ma prière,

Augmente-moi la foi.
Car tu veux mon bonheur:
Apprends-moi, ô bon Père,
À mieux compter sur toi.

Donne-moi l'assurance
Que tu peux exaucer;
Rempli de confiance,
Apprends-moi à prier.

Oh! Garde-moi, Seigneur, – D'être, dans ma prière,
Égoïste et fermé; – Fais déborder mon cœur
D'amour ardent, sincère – Pour tous tes bien-aimés;
Que pour eux, pleins de zèle, – Je sache supplier.
Toi qui es mon modèle, – Apprends-moi à prier.


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How to Carve a Duck

For those God foreknew he also predestined to be conformed to the image of his Son. Romans 8:29

Growing in Christ comes from a deepening relationship with Him.

My wife, Carolyn, and I met Phipps Festus Bourne in 1995 in his shop in Mabry Hill, Virginia. Bourne, who died in 2002, was a master wood carver whose carvings are almost exact replicas of real objects. “Carving a duck is simple,” he said. “You just look at a piece of wood, get in your head what a duck looks like, and then cut off everything that doesn’t look like it.”

So it is with God. He looks at you and me—blocks of rough wood—envisions the Christlike woman or man hidden beneath the bark, knots, and twigs and then begins to carve away everything that does not fit that image. We would be amazed if we could see how beautiful we are as finished “ducks.”
 

Growing in Christ comes from a deepening relationship with Him.

But first we must accept that we are a block of wood and allow the Artist to cut, shape, and sand us where He will. This means viewing our circumstances—pleasant or unpleasant—as God’s tools that shape us. He forms us, one part at a time, into the beautiful creature He envisioned in our ungainly lump of wood.

Sometimes the process is wonderful; sometimes it is painful. But in the end, all of God’s tools conform us “to the image of his Son” (Rom. 8:29).

Do you long for that likeness? Put yourself in the Master Carver’s hands.

Father, You are the craftsman who shapes me. You are the one who knows what shape my life should take. Thank You for carving me into the image You have planned. Help me to trust that the pieces and parts that You shave from me are the right ones.