It is
convenient to assign blame to everything else, but what comes out of me is
merely spillover from what is inside. This is unsettling. After so much time
and so many attempts to transform myself, I again must face the truth, I am
still a work in progress and only God can finish the work. I am sure God can
fix me, but when I think their must be an easier way I stumble off the right
path only to end up slogging through mud. Father, my words are insufficient, so
I offer a borrowed prayer as my own: Have
Your own way, Lord. You are the Potter, I am the clay. Mold me and make me
after Your will while I am waiting, yielded and still.
“This is the day that the LORD has made, I will rejoice and be glad in it!” Psalm 118:24 ESV. The table is set for a brand-new day. Only God knows exactly what is already prepared for my arrival in it. I must now leave behind days gone by and ready myself for new insight, a higher life, and greater things. Am I up for what today will bring? Only the day will tell, but the One who provides it will also carry me through it. One thing is sure; I will walk upon on sacred footprints since the Alpha and Omega has already trod this moment in advance, sprinkling blessings and divine opportunities throughout. I must pay attention so I don’t miss a thing He has placed along the path. Lord God, Lover of My Soul, today is the day You have made; I am so good with that and already rejoicing in what is to unfold. Lift me in Your arms and carry me through with faith, joy, and purpose.
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