The other day, I attended the rehearsal of India’s Republic Day Parade. This parade is pretty spectacular. It showcases the country’s defense forces whose marching is a sight to see. Not to mention floats of the different states exhibit their heritage and a fly past of the country’s best, fighter jets leave the audience in awe. The parade draws thousands of people from all over India. The rehearsal, too, was packed with people. Security for the event was tight, not sure if it was efficient, though. Civilians had to go through 4 security screenings before being let into the seating area. My experience was pretty special and most definitely unforgettable. I went to the rehearsal with my uncle who holds the third-highest ranked position in the Indian Navy. He was dressed as a normal person, just like me, but as soon as he showed his i.d. to any member of the defense forces, fear struck them, and they hurried to gather themselves. It was quite amusing because my uncle is a pretty down to earth guy. Instead of having to wait amongst the thousands of people to get to our seats, my uncle and I were escorted through the crowds right to where we were supposed to be. Let’s just say I felt like a princess.
As we walked through the crowds and as others looked at us with wonder, I thought to myself, Priyanka, if this makes you feel special, how much more special are you to your Father in Heaven who has granted you full, complete, anytime access to His throne? When I come to my Father’s throne, oh does He care to hear my voice. When I come to His throne, He listens with much love and care. As I walk through this world and humbly come to sit at His feet, I am welcomed. What a privilege it is to be a child of God.
Every morning, I gaze outside and see thousands of people. People wandering everywhere, with no direction, literally and spiritually. They’re lost. And it’s probably safe to say that none of them know Christ. I can probably also say that most of them haven’t heard that Christ is the only way. I see cows walking alongside the people in the streets and idols, which are worshipped, at every corner. And then I am reminded of the One who is the very reason I have life. I am reminded of who I am in Him. I am a sinner saved by grace who has the great honor to worship the One, True King – the Lord Jesus Christ. I am a child of God. I am seated in Christ at the right hand of God. I have the privilege to walk boldly to my Father’s throne of grace. I have the privilege of having my Father’s attention any time I want it. Even when I don’t seem to want it, His love and grace still pours over me.
Do I come to His throne and praise Him for these souls? Do I labor in prayer for their salvation though they act in ignorance against Him? Do I intercede on their behalf because they need His saving just as much as I did? Do I go into my prayer closet, shut the door and sincerely look to Him to replace the desires of my heart with His? Do I believe that, quite possibly, this might be the very reason He brought me all the way here to pray for these souls? Do I pray for every soul I come in contact with knowing that they need Christ? Do I talk to the One who can move mountains and transform lives more than I talk to any other who barely has the capability to do anything at all?
Sometimes we say prayer is the least we could do. We make it seem like prayer won’t amount to much. We couldn’t be more wrong. Prayer is the first thing we should do; it is the greatest thing we could do. We have the right, ability and privilege to commune with GOD… Maybe all we should be doing is praying.
Prayer is a privilege.
May our hearts cry for those who don’t know His love yet. May we win souls on our knees. May our lives show only His love. For He is mighty to save.
First of all, then, I urge that entreaties and prayers, petitions and thanksgivings, be made on behalf of all men…This is good and acceptable in the sight of God our Savior, who desires all men to be saved and to come to the knowledge of the truth. For there is one God, and one mediator also between God and men, the man Christ Jesus, who gave Himself as a ransom for all… | 1 Timothy 2:1, 3-6a