"I remember the days of old; I meditate on all thy works; I muse on the work of thy hands." - Psalm 143:5

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

Restore Me…a prayer

 

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Father,

I wake up this morning and feel you gently pull me to life. Last night...I felt broken, used up and brittle...unable to rise above myself. There is still weariness in my muscles, I can see it in my eyes, I know it seeks a home in my spirit.

I am reminded of your Word of truth.

The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not be in want.
He makes me lie down in green pastures,
he leads me beside quiet waters,
he restores my soul. Psalm 23:1-3

Can there be quiet in the storm I walk through? Can there be restoration in the midst of a ongoing battle, one...I'm afraid of losing? Can my heart beat with life again?

Again...your Word.

Heal me, O Lord, and I will be healed; save me and I will be saved, for you are the one I praise. Jeremiah 17:14

This prayer, I offer to you my Father. As an offering of praise, as an offering of surrender and trust. I am yours...you are mine...I am in good hands.

In Jesus name I pray...Amen

“Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass...It's about learning to dance in the rain.” - Vivian Greene

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