One of the prayers I wrote today.
If I must go through the fire
then, my heart and mind say,
Bring it, my Lord…
I know who I am in you.
I know what I am.
I am yours,
My Lord,… YOURS.
If the fire purifies me,
THEN DO IT…
Break me Lord,
Shape me Lord,
Transform me to your will,..
doing Your work.
Show me, teach me your ways.
Lord, I rather be broken in the fire
and going to heaven
Then sinful in still waters and going to hell.
I can and will put my trust in you.
You will carry me through this reckoning.
It was not weakness that kept you
on the cross in suffering.
It was strength in the Father’s will
The love for you and me…
I see in my mind’s eye
you are in the garden.
I have asked myself if I would take your suffering away.
Knowing it was God’s will that you suffer this way.
My answer is, “No, I would not.”
But Lord as surely as I breathe,
I would sit with you in the darkness.
As my heart grieves
I would cry for you.
I would hurt with you.
And I will pray for you
But Praise Be, Jesus died for me…
Bring on the Fire
And the God of all grace, who called you to his eternal glory in Christ, after you have suffered a little while, will himself restore you and make you strong, firm and steadfast. 1 Peter 5:10
Thank you, Lord, for the grace that falls on me.
November 3, 2020