Monday, October 20, 2008

And I feel like crying...

I look at the state of this world, and I feel like crying. I look at the state of churches today, and I feel like crying. I look inside myself, and I feel like crying.

Oh Lord, I say, You have so much work to do. I keep trying to change, but I can't. I need you to help me. As the lyrics of the song Come Thou Fount reveal, "Prone to wander, Lord I feel it. Prone to leave the God I love."

Tune my heart, Lord. Tune my heart to sing Thy praise from every part of my being, from the deepest of my deepest.

I ache for daily revival within my heart, mind, and soul- and your kingdom. Breathe life into dead bones, Lord. Dead bones, dead churches, a dead world. Only You are the giver of life.

Show us Your desires and Your plan for our family. Leave us dissatisfied with the world, only satistified by You, hungry for time with You, desiring to be taught and guided daily. Guide us to our knees.

Convict us. Mold us. For who are we to tell the Sculptor how to sculpt these vessels? And how do we as parents disciple children if we are not discipled ourselves?

Offend us Lord, and allow us to be offended. Offended by what we have done in our sinful nature, offended by our flesh and our actions that bring pain to Our Father. For the Gospel is offensive, but gracious.

Lord, we want to be passionate for the things of Your kingdom- wholy wrapped in worship and praise, aching for Your touch.

Bring us back to the heart of worship, because "it's all about You". We need to be reminded over and over again that it's not about us.

Lead us where You will. Mold us how You will. Replace our fears with Your peace and comfort. Forgive our unbelief, and strengthen our trust and faith.

I feel like crying in pain of my own condition, but also in joy for Your mercy and grace. Where would I be without my God, my God?


1 comment:

adewyspot said...

Thanks for your sharing mandy. Everytime i look into your blog, i 'connect' with the Lord. I feel the same - When i look around me i get distresed and when i look in me i get depressed, it's only when i look to Jesus and His finished work at the cross that i could truly be at rest... We are unable but He's more than able!