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An Audience With the King

Bang, bang, bang! You hear someone pound on the door. You glance out the window and gasp as you see a brightly dressed man standing on your doorstep, waiting for you to answer the door. From the colors of his uniform, you can tell that he is a messenger from the king.

  You rush to the door and open it eagerly. The messenger hands you an official looking envelope and then hurries back to the palace. You eagerly tear open the seal and then read the beautiful writing that flows across the page. You gasp in delight! It is an invitation to an audience with the king! The letter says that you will be able to ask him some favors and that he will grant them!

  You immediately begin to get ready. You choose your finest clothes to wear at the palace and you spend hours just trying to think of what you will ask the king.

  Finally the day of your audience with the king arrives. You are ushered into the anteroom and you sit down to wait. As you wait, do you ask yourself, I wonder how much time the king will make me spend with him. I have so many things I need to do today! Why do I have to bother to take time out of my busy schedule to talk to him? Hardly! You will more likely be worried that you won’t be able to spend as much time with the king as you would like to. You are so excited to see the king that you hardly even think about the other things you could be doing that day!

  In prayer, we have an audience with the king of kings! He is an eternal, omnipotent king and He is infinitely more powerful than any earthly king. Why would anyone ever ask, How much time do I have to spend in prayer?

  Instead, when we realize the enormous privilege He grants us, our thought will be, how much time may I spend in prayer?


   Written by R. A. Torrey and adapted by Hannah Evert

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