How precious is Your grace, mercy and love showered on me; such unmerited favor blows me away. Many are the months since I've felt up to writing. Moving backwards when the stream flows ahead, it seems like the enemy is fighting for my life, my sanity, my soul. Yet, Lord, I know my soul, life, body and mind belong to you. The blessings are pouring out from the windows of Heaven, why am I walking around with my umbrella up preventing them from penetrating into my life?
Yet, still what You have for me will be made manifest whether my arms are open wide or not. The manner in which they flow into me may not feel much like a blessing at the time, yet they persist. For this I say THANK YOU! You cause me to keep standing when my soul wants to faint, You water my roots causing them to grow deep into Your word. You are the Rock under my feet and the wind that blows me, sometimes gently, but lately forcefully, along Your path.
I know Your plans for me are wonderful. Holding to Your hand, knowing there is no other way for me, I acknowledge my weakness and ask for Your Spirit that resides in me to strengthen me and cause me to be bold for your sake.
Purify me, cleanse me, give me a clean heart and a renewed righteous spirit, and I will come out as pure gold!
