The winds keep blowing Lord chaotically. Still, I know You are here. My flessh rails slightly at the constant nagging voice of the enemy who would love to see me fall. The angels stand erect round about, . . . I cannot see them, yet I know they are there. The storm seems never ending. In the stillness waiting though, I hear You, "Be still".
Moments come when I would like to run, run somewhere but even I am not sure where. Elijah knew what I must feel. Yet, I know it is not my feelings, but Your constance that keeps me. For You Lord are all faithful, all knowing, . . . my God.
Another pelt, like silent slaps. I can feel the sting but it will not move me. I can hear wretched laughter from dark places, but still no tears fall. "My grace is sufficient" I hear You say. Then a surge of energy, that must be supernatural breaks through to the surface.
I reel back thoughts that would hold me captive, take a breath and speak Your word aloud.
Oh Lord to just sit against your chest! Oh how I long to just breathe in all that You are and let You renew me once again.
How long David cried out, and yet how long did he sing Your praises! Oh, and with all his faults my Lord, still You said He was a man after Your own heart!
How marvelous Your ways! I marvel at them everyday.
Still Lord, You know where I sit. You are well acquainted with every evil thing that might scurry about.
Be close oh Lord, or let me be. I run to You for You are my strong tower. Under the shelter of Your wing I long to lay, and breathe, just breathe . . .
Let Your wisdom wash over me like spring rain, making everything new again. Let me not miss a step, but see the path brightly illuminated, so that I neither step to the left or right. Oh Holy Spirit, guide me, for these places are so dark I cannot see!
I choose to hand onto the tassels oh Lord. I am pressing through and trusting You. My heart might fail but Yours never does. My breathe may escape me but Yours is constant and life itself!
This vessel is nothing without You Lord. This vessel is nothing without You.
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