“Come, everyone who is thirsty, come to the waters; and you without money, come, buy, and eat! Come, buy wine and milk without money and without cost! Pay attention and come to Me; listen, so that you will live. I will make an everlasting covenant with you, the promises assured to David.” Isaiah 55:1, 3
My words…
Praise
Reading these words written by Isaiah made me consider some of the invitations I have received in my life. The other day I received an invitation to join a local neighborhood online yard sale group. Almost every day I find an invitation in my mailbox to participate in a frequent buyer program complete with points and rewards. I’ve received invitations to attend dinner with friends, lunch with colleagues, parties with family. But the most important invitation I have ever received came from You. An invitation from God. Let me pray that again. I received an invitation from God. Come, buy water, milk, and wine. For free. And if I accept, I get to live forever. It’s unlike any invitation I have received. It’s intriguing and sort of strange. But it is free, and it includes a prize, a precious prize. And so I accept Your water, which to me quenches my thirst for truth. I accept Your milk, the sustenance of Your word. And I accept Your wine, the true source of my happiness. I treasure the invitation. I keep it locked inside my heart.
Prayer for me
I realize that this is an open-ended invitation to every one who has ever lived and will ever live in the whole wide world. That doesn’t make it any less personal to me. But there are times when I place other invitations above yours. They glitter and sparkle, and they’re mesmerizing and pretty. Help me always to set Your invitation above all others. I can’t get them confused. Yours is the only one that’s blood-stained.
Prayer for others
I pray for those who have refused to even open Your invitation. They received it, for it is everywhere, coursing through nature, ringing across time, but they hold it at arms-length. You see them living out their lives with their arms outstretched. Lead them to release their fear and pride and draw Your invitation close and open the flap.
Thank you
Thank You, Lord, for Your invitation to drink of You and live. You don’t demand that I do so. You don’t plead and beg. You implore, but it’s my decision. Thank You for making it so worth it.
More praise
Your invitation reminds me how much You want me with You. The Great I Am, the Ancient of Days, the Everlasting Father wants me in His presence. I can’t comprehend it. But that doesn’t stop me from clutching the invitation and never letting go.
