Lord of the Land and the Promise,
You lead with peace, not strife.
When Abram and Lot stood between wealth and conflict,
You called Your servant to humility.
He had the right to choose,
but he chose to surrender.
Teach me that kind of meekness.
The kind that trusts Your hand more than my own.
The kind that lays down the better looking field
because it believes in the better promising God.
Lot lifted his eyes and saw the land
green, fertile, well watered
but near Sodom.
It looked good but it led to ruin.
Lord, I confess
I’ve often chosen what looks best
instead of what leads to life.
I’ve followed what pleases the eye,
not what nourishes the soul.
Help me discern.
Help me walk not by sight,
but by faith.
And when Lot departed,
You spoke to Abram again.
After the loss
after the quiet
You told him to lift his eyes.
You still speak like that, Lord.
In the wake of separation,
in the empty spaces left behind,
You call me to look up.
Not to dwell on what left, but Lord I confess this is very hard.
You say to fix my eyes on what You are about to do.
“Lift up your eyes walk the land I will give it to you.”
Lord, help me lift my eyes today.
Not to compare,
not to regret,
but to believe.
Show me what You are giving.
Call me to walk through the places You’ve promised
in prayer, in obedience, in confidence.
Even if I don’t yet possess the land,
let me walk it in faith.
Let every step be a declaration
God keeps His Word.
Abram built another altar.
Not in complaint.
Not in demand.
But in worship.
So I build, too.
Right here, in this season
whether it looks barren or bursting with hope
I raise my hands.
I stake my claim not in land or wealth,
but in Your faithfulness.
Because You are the God
who speaks after loss,
who blesses surrender,
who fulfills every promise.
In the name of Jesus,
who gave up His rights
to bless the world with grace
Amen.