Jesus...
Jesus...
Jesus...
And he cried out, “Jesus, Son of David, have mercy on me!” And those who were in front rebuked him, telling him to be silent. But he cried out all the more, “Son of David, have mercy on me!” Luke 18:38,39 ESV These are just my messy prayers--like Blind Bartimaeus, crying out to Jesus, believing He cares, He hears, His compassion is towards me. And...He may even provide solutions beyond what I can imagine.
Thursday, September 17, 2015
Tuesday, September 1, 2015
Weak, hurting...
God, what do You want of me?
What should I do?
How should I be seeing all this?
How am I supposed to go on?
Where can I find motivation?
Why does this hurt so much?
When will it stop hurting?
Why do I feel so trapped?
How and when and what is the way out of this trap?
When I am weak, then am I strong?
Nah, this is just...
weak,
very weak,
nothing but weak
But
What do You want of me?
What are You doing in this?
Take me where You want me to go
Make of me what You want
Lead me
But first...
please hold me...
and do what You want with me.
What should I do?
How should I be seeing all this?
How am I supposed to go on?
Where can I find motivation?
Why does this hurt so much?
When will it stop hurting?
Why do I feel so trapped?
How and when and what is the way out of this trap?
When I am weak, then am I strong?
Nah, this is just...
weak,
very weak,
nothing but weak
But
What do You want of me?
What are You doing in this?
Take me where You want me to go
Make of me what You want
Lead me
But first...
please hold me...
and do what You want with me.
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