I read somewhere that Iím supposed to come to You boldly, Lord.
Itís somewhere in Your Bible.
I know I havenít read it in years.
Since Iím supposed to be bold, here I am.
Do You hear me?
Can You see me?
Bold is something Iím not very good at doing.
You see, when Iím in a crowd of people, I never talk.
No one listens.
At work, people always make fun of me because Iím so quiet.
At home, my family does things without me.
No one cares.
So, God, do You care or does my voice just fade away into nothingness?
Hereís the thing Ė I need someone I can trust.
Someone who really does care about me.
Someone who will listen to me.
Iím lost in this great big world and just donít seem to fit in anywhere.
I read that bold means being fearless.
Iím more like totally fearful.
I feel really stupid standing here in my room talking to You.
Are You listening?
Do You really hear me when I talk?
Does my voice penetrate the far reaches of Heaven?
Is there even a God out there?
Are You too busy with everyone else to hear me?
I know Iím like a grain of sand, but canít You just this once answer me?
Wait . . what do I hear . . . softly in my mind?
Iím too quiet?
Oh, You want me to be quiet?
Iím not sure how I can be bold and quiet at the same time.
Singing? I hear singing?
O, Lord, You do hear me.
I finally understand that I must be quiet and learn to listen to You.
It is so Your love can quiet my soul.
I do not understand how You can rejoice over me, a worm.
Nevertheless, I know that You will allow me to come boldly to Your throne of Grace.
References: Zephaniah 3:17 (NIV), Hebrews 4:16 (KJV)
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