A prayer

I often write out my prayers, because in seeing it in text it makes it more powerful to me, and I can feel the strength in the words. In going back through my journals I see such power in my prayers, and i realize that those words are not from me, but rather the Spirit. So it is so awesome to see the Spirit in the words of my prayer, the Spirit in a tangible form.

October 28, 2000

I knew I had some things that were not of you

So I prayed that you'd take them from me

I knew my eyes were not on you

So I prayed that you would show me

Give me strength and give me patience

Lord, fill me with your joy

I want to be closer to you

But I need to first get rid of me

Give me the confidence that I can do it

Yet keep my feet planted and my head grounded

My heart's desire is you

But my flesh gets in the way

May I bathe in fire in hopes to grow in you

May my flesh die to be with you

I cry out from brokenness, a prayer that I prayed

Your comforting Spirit provides rest

And we press on

The pain persist

And even though I can't hear or feel you

I know you're there, guiding and protecting

You're the Love of my life

You know me better than the thoughts of thy-self

Thank you suffering servant

You are the almighty of everything