Just a Prayer...

O Lord, I love to be still in your presence.
You are the only way I can't "escape" from everything.
I can walk into your chambers every minute of my day
without scheduling a time or asking for a holiday.
When I run to you in your throne room, everything stops
because I am your child.
You are my place of rest, of peace, of blessing, of wisdom,
of discipline and of love.
You are not a cure-for-all, quick-fix God.
Instead, you walk us through the cure with trial and blessing
molding us through time, to be what you intended us to be.
There is no "fixing" that needs to be done, for what
you have made needs not fixing but sculpting.

O Lord, I am on your potters wheel.
Smooth over my bumps that keep you from filling my life.
Mold me into a nurtured, strong and able vessel to hold
your holy oil.
Empty out my spoiled liquid for more of you.
Fill me with your wisdom and passion to share with others.
Let me not be a vessel that people will be afraid to touch,
to be around because they may see fragility.
Let others see my imperfections, my weaknesses.
Let me not simply appear real but to be
genuinely real through and through.

Oh, how I desperately want to dwell in your presence
all the days of my life.
There is no one else I love more than you.
There is no one else that I would rather give my life for.
My love is like betrayal to those I love on earth.
You see me in my weakest moments,
in my quiet hours,
in my joy and jubilation.
You know the hiding place in my heart.
You know my every thought and act.
In all of these things, I take comfort and shelter.
For you are my ultimate judge.

None other can place their judgments before yours.
I do not fear nor fret their thought against me,
for only your thoughts matter to me.
Only yours are of untitled worth.
My value comes from you and in that,
I cannot be of estimated value in the world.

For your discipline, I am not able to give enough gratitude.
Remind me of your ways each living hour.
Steer me on your path of promise.
Enlarge my heart for my family, for my friends,
and for those who need your love more desperately
than I.
Whilst enlarging my heart, toughen my exterior
to rough waves.
Bring to mind the significance of being your
disciple.
Let me hold fast to your truth in all that I do,
so that I may honor you.

Empty me. Break me. Mold me. Fill me. Use me for your Kingdom...

Love,
Your child


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