I pray … I pray that my walk with God would not consist of trite Christian words and trite experiences. I want to know the power of the Gospel and I want to experience a greater depth of God's love. Holy Spirit, increase my love for you and put in me a hunger that I cannot control.
If it's one thing that I've realized as I get older, it's that my capacity and need for God is greater and that I find myself desperate for him more and more. The layers of brokenness don't go away with time; time only makes me realize how selfish and prideful each person is, with me at the top of that list. Without God, I am dysfunctional. honestly, the only good + true + beautiful thing about me is Jesus.
God, thank you. Thank you that I can walk with you. That my joy is hinged on who you are and your goodness and your faithfulness. God, i've only lived 20 years but I pray that my love for you and for others would exponentially increase with each passing year. Father, I have so much to learn - mold me, change me, transform me. You see me; you know me, and I am yours.
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