Why are we so safe in the things we pray? Who are we trying to keep from looking foolish? Us or him?
God, for now I know in part and I prophesy in part, but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. I now desire to put my childish ways behind me.
Now I see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then I will see face-to-face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, Lord, even as I am fully known. And now these three remain: faith, hope, and love. But the greatest of these is love (1 Cor. 13:9-13).
Help me prioritize the things that will always remain. Faith lives in all the places I wait to know fully.