

We just ask this morning that you would free us from the bane of that self-reliance, and remind us of the greatness of what you have provided. We are very capable of impressing ourselves with what we do and what we bring to you. We thank you for the truth that has already been declared through song and for the hope we have been given by the way we've been greeted and by the way we've been cared for, by the fact folks got up early to make coffee, put signs up, park us, and to work hard in order that we might meditate just on the truths of who you are and what you've done, both through the medium of music and the arts and then also just through a time of reflection on your Word. I pray, Father, as we gather together this morning that we wouldn't be too concerned about anything other than truth.
LIFA AS WE KNOW IT SCREENIT FULL
Lord, I thank you for this room full of friends and their desire and your working in their life to create a circumstance that would compel them to make their way out on a cold, overcast morning into a colder still room to hear about truth that alone can warm the hearts of men. Not because it's an unusually cold high school auditorium but because it's a place filled with people who want to declare to you this morning or remind you of the completeness of what Christ has done for you in the midst of all your hurting and to satisfy all your hoping. I want to tell you you're at the right place. Maybe even some of you come with a bit of pain looking for healing and hope.

We hope you have come here this morning with a sense of your weakness.
