Monday, October 5, 2009

I know You listen.

Lord,

I fell short of your glory once more.
I knew it would happen. I knew the enemy would let it happen again.

And I allowed it.
I gave in, Father.
I gave in.

I've disappointed you again, shamed you.
Gave you something you didn't deserve.

After all the favor you've bestowed upon me, this is what I have offered.
Forgive me, father.
Forgive me.

Help me change, Father.
Be my strength.
Be my strength, Father for I know that you are stronger than the enemy.
Your ways are good, Father. And his are not.
Father let me give in to nothing but your ways.
Nothing but your ways.

Help me put my full trust in you, Father so that nothing may lure me, Lord God, into getting the desires of my hearts using ways that you don't advise.

Father, teach me how to really surrender.
Everything, Father, every hurt, every pain, every inkling, every desire, every need, Father.
Everything that I am, Father, let me offer you.
Take me, Father. Take everything that I am, Father.

Your daughter here needs you.
She's drenched in pain. Drowning in confusion. Drowning uncertainty.

Embrace her father. Hold her.
Take away her suffering. Bring peace to her heart.
Shout to her Father that there is certainty, Father. That what's certain is that your plans for her are best. That you are God who keeps His promises and since you've promised her an abundant life, that, you will give her, Father.

Come to her, Father.
Come to me, Father.
I need you.
I need you.

Your daughter,'
Rorie

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