What is this road, the one I am on?  To Glory, to ruin, chance, dreams or change?  How may I love them with no knowledge of or love for myself?  I look, I listen, I pray and am left wanting nothing but the rare silence that comforts my head and heart this moment.  For God, You Lord have always been a thing of quiet to my heart, my spirit rests when we fellowship, it is good, a place where we see contentment.  Your Word as guide, I wish to wander through this world with purpose, seeking wounds and beat-down hearts needing Jesus.

My complacency certain witness to Kingdom Palsy.  I am not a good man, never was, thought that I could cajole, conceal or deceive all into thinking that falsehood, but my attempts were the only deception.  Some saw through, but not I.  I was forced by my own compulsion into believing my surreptitious lie.  I have always learned through trial, but for the Lord’s crucible I would remain bereft of any wisdom, courage or maturity.  God has not intended this life, my life to be one of comfort, complacency and satisfaction for these are not the sponsors of Holy, Righteous or experiential, battle-tested saints.  That only thing that makes me strong is Jesus, His Goodness, Love, Kindness, Strength and Sword.  Without it I would be a thing of this world, finite, unworthy, expendable.  Oh, but now, since I am His, there are no terms of explanation capable.

Father, there isn’t a thing I have stood against without You.  My will to run, stronger than the heart given by Father to Son.  Yet, here I stand, with shield and buckler, girding my loins with the truth of my own existence, resolved in the certainty of salvation.  I am a thing for You to use, but now they know I love them and that feels good.  Don’t let me fear anything but Your Glory, for all that may take this life has limited effect upon a man bent for eternity.  Let me live wholly for Your Reason, dedicating this short life to assisting in Your edification of humanity.  Let me be an obedient, trustworthy and useful tool in Your Hand as You shape future unseen.

This is my being, as if existence were the definition of man.  Possibly as You are the God who “IS”, then in being my living reflects Your image upon me.  Father, let us come to You.  I am sorry that it will take Your persistent wrath to convince us, but I am still overjoyed that so many shall be received into Your presence.  We are a wicked generation dedicated to self-service, happy in our pursuit of happiness.  This talk of revival is one for Christians, revived to service for the Lord’s Good Purpose.  Risen from our slumber serving false gods and enemies of the Almighty, we find the courage to listen and follow Your Holy direction.  Let us hear and obey with joyous spirit.  In Jesus Name I pray for all mankind today.  Run from the wrath to come and find rest in peace through Jesus, the King of Everything.