Lord, Thank you for being there always.  This ain’t so bad, but I wouldn’t be sharing the same outlook if I didn’t have you with me throughout.  I see the things I was meant to learn that had nothing to do with fulfilling my expectation of the events.  They were not meant for my increase, though they brought an edification beyond any I contemplated.  I see things grow and nurture that healthy process.  They were made by you, but I am graced with the joy of holding their hands, or tending their leaves or plucking splinters from their paws.  A grateful thing.

Why am not on the run?  Isn’t that what my flesh beckons each time faced with un-pleasantry?  I have not fought, rather given in to the ridiculous demands of the bullies abounding.  Not out of weakness but out of controlled strength and truly wishing to see them win in the end.  For after-all I have begun to understand what it means to love them enough.  The truth frightens them, though it calls them forward.  They know its value but truly are terrified of giving up the identity they themselves are begging to be rid from.  This is joy.  I am not bridled by my folly filled aspirations but overjoyed at the plan I know you to be unfolding before me.  What is freedom but that which allows us to be ourselves without fear, falsehood or encumbrance?

Lord, your time approaches.  I see the signs.  I certainly have told them the truth and warned them that decisions must be made while time remains.  It is coming isn’t it and for that I am grateful, knowing that soon, I will be present at the marriage supper of the lamb.  My family awaits, breaking bread, laughing from their bellies thinking only of the goodness, innocence and righteousness before them.  Oh to see the peace at last.  Oh that this world would listen and be calm at your whisper.  Why must they evoke your wrath?  Bless you Father and all those who obey your commands.  I thank you for making it so easy to see, everything making sense and order or reason.  The joy of purpose in the service of someone in whom you trust doing something in which you believe to have been designed.  What roads lay before me?  That thought excites me like a child at celebration.

Thank you for providing the opportunity to use my talents and gifts to bring glory to your name.  I never would have guessed that I would be used in a manner such as this to bring hope, faith and confidence to so many in short timing.  You have truly blessed me by giving me the chance to speak love and light into the hearts of so many wounded, lost, fatherless souls.  I cannot imagine a better use of the gifts that you’ve provided, but I shall expect that the next stage will be no less awesome.  Thank you for being you, my Lord, my God, my King.  Jesus.