Your Light will Shine when all else Fades
Lord Jesus, I’ve slipped off the path once again. Lately I feel like when I take one step forward I jump two back, but once again you picked me up when I fell. When smiled,picked me up and brushed my knees off. God your love is so marvelous! I’m a broken mess but, your always there to clean up the pieces and put me back together, and I praise you for that!
Lord I come to you again asking for guidance, once I think i’ve got everything figured out and i’m following behind you I realize i’ve lost sight of you. Lord help me to keep my mind on what matters, and that is YOU. All I want is to bring you praise and glory.My soul cries out to you.
We fail countless times, and his love still remains. What an amazing God.
Is there a place where hope can still sustain?
— The Glorious Unseen
Oh Lord,
Why do I fear Oh Lord? Is my faith so insufficient that I forgot you took care of all worries, you took care of them on Calvary. Why do I worry about things of this world? Do I forget that this life is over in the blink of an eye? What do the things of this world really matter, Oh Lord? Cars, money, jobs, social status, things that seem to control countless lives, none of this matters in the end. People won’t remember what car or clothing you wore on this earth when you are kneeling at the gates of Heaven. Why do I crumble to my own or others standards, when yours are the only ones that matter. Why do I look forward to tomorrow more then I look forward to eternity in Your Holy Kingdom? Oh Lord, deplete my “luke warm” ways, like you say in Revelations. Take me and mold me to your liking Lord, and appoint me to nations and kingdoms to uproot and tear down, to destroy and overthrow, to build and to plant. I want to love others as you love us, Lord. Why am I so selfish? Oh Lord, deduct this selfishness from my body, from my mind, and heart. Lord, I pray for the lost, the ones that don’t know you. It’s so good to know that you don’t pay much attention to how things look, or how things sound coming out of the gate. Your at the finish line, seeing who’s there, no matter how long it took them to start or how slow they were in running the race.
Pharisees. Priests. Tax collectors. Prostitutes. So what?
Who is it who actually, finally, genuinely shows up?
You are the strength, that keeps me walking.
You are the hope, that keeps me trusting.
You are the light, to my soul.
You are my purpose, you’re everything.
