Prayer

Father, I don't deserve You.
I don't deserve You because You're holy and I'm not.
because You're righteous and I'm not.
because Your arms hold life, while mine hold pain, and rebellion,
and fear.
You make every moment worth living, but I complain that my life doesn't do me justice.
Who am I to call myself humble enough? Wise enough? Biblical enough? How dare I boast about who I am when I'm nothing more than a selfish, thieving, foolish, wretch? I don't open my Bible because I'm afraid that when I actually do, I'll begin changing into someone I don't know. Pride is my companion. You know who I am; You are more than familiar with the person I try to hide. And despite that You give me amazing grace. You tell me I'm worth dying for. You give me wings to fly ; You know just how much I love the feeling of soaring. My chains are gone- I'm a prisoner set free. My hope has been rising from beneath the horizon. You dwell in the shadows of these mountains of discouragement. You make yourself known to me through my failures. You stay true to Your promises despite the rain; You will never leave me or forsake me. Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for You are with me. I will be still. I will be weak. I will be less, that you might get glory. Here's my life, my love, my conviction. I want to do nothing less than change the world for You, Father, that Your name might be remembered. I want to bless Your name, Oh God. To You be the kingdom, the glory and the power, forever and ever. In Jesus name, so be it.