Wednesday, August 13, 2014 (10:55
a.m.)
Redlands Community Hospital Parking
Lot
Holy Father,
Thank You! Thank You that in You I do
not have to settle for less than what I want. In You I get to choose
to hope. Desire. Want. Risk.
It's been so very long that I've been
closing in on myself. So long since I've considered opening up and
being honest. So long spent denying. Refusing. Not letting You work
in me.
I stomp my feet. Turn my back. Whine.
Grouse. And still You wait. Ever patient. Ever faithful. Thank You.
Hope.
“Wisdom from the Lord”. Jeremiah 17:5-10. My heart IS “most
deceitful and desperately wicked” (v. 9a). Oh, but You “the Lord,
search all hearts and examine secret motives” (10a). You know me. I
haven't even tried to hide my faults from You. I've let You see them
just as they are. Angry. Bitter. Unforgiving! Tossed about like a
wave of the sea (James 1:6).
But
again, every hope I find is in Your Word. Jeremiah 17:7, “But
blessed are those who trust in the Lord and have made the Lord their
hope and confidence. They are like trees planted along a riverbank,
with roots that reach deep into the water. Such trees are not
bothered by the heat or worried by long months of drought. Their
leaves stay green, and they go right on producing delicious fruit.”
I
cannot possible flourish and grow without the nourishment that comes
solely from You. You
are my Hope.
I know You are working in us. I see it. I believe it. I
trust You to know what You are doing. It has never been as I
expected. I am rarely as faithful, hopeful or loving as I long to be.
In and of myself I am completely unable to do and be any of all You want
and have for me.
Continue
Your work in, through, with and for me.
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