I wrote this after I prayed for the first time in a long while. I had been unable to form the words. Then I remembered that God didn't need me to use elaborate sentences... just simple words.
I'm sorry Lord.
I haven't spoken.
Kept my distress.
Thought faith unimportant.
Father I was wrong.
Sobbing without you.
It was wrong to turn away.
Today you tapped my shoulder.
"Are you okay, my daughter?"
"No." I broke down.
"I am shattered."
Exhausted, in his arms I rest.
"I thought I had lost you!"
"No. You were always in my hands."
"Oh... I forgot."
"I missed you, Abba Father."
"I'm sorry. Will you lead me back always?"
"Yes. Always. Remember?"
..."It is finished."
And I can almost hear God adding:" I love you- my goose".
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Wednesday, July 31, 2019
Friday, April 19, 2019
In His Hands
Lord, who would I be without you?
How would I see the world?
What would fill my heart?
Time and time again temptations.
Time and time again questions.
Where should I find my motivation?
Why do I even gather with your people?
Will this questioning end?
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To everything there is a season.
The season of questioning has finished.
Here I am with you, safe and loved.
Here I am my Father, saved by grace.
Here I am to worship, just as I am in you.
Thank You that nothing can clutch me from your hands.
Welcomed as one of your beloved children.
How would I see the world?
What would fill my heart?
Time and time again temptations.
Time and time again questions.
Where should I find my motivation?
Why do I even gather with your people?
Will this questioning end?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
To everything there is a season.
The season of questioning has finished.
Here I am with you, safe and loved.
Here I am my Father, saved by grace.
Here I am to worship, just as I am in you.
Thank You that nothing can clutch me from your hands.
Welcomed as one of your beloved children.
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