It's Confession Time...

Lord, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry because I continue to let my feelings get in the way of my responsibility to worship You. I keep waking up late and using it as a reason not to have morning prayer. I keep finding things to do besides study my Bible like I used to. I am painfully aware of these shortcomings and yet I can't seem to make myself change.

I know that I am taking You for granted, and it's killing me. I miss You. I miss talking to You and hearing Your voice. I know it breaks Your heart every time I ignore you, but I don't know what it is that continues to drive me. Oh, wait. Yes I do. It's my flesh. My body likes the extra 15 minutes of sleep, and it takes advantage when I don't set my alarm. I can't help but laugh at what I saw on TV last night and I didn't think enough to turn it off.

Lord, I want You to know that I love you from the bottom of my heart. You are my Light, and the source of my strength. There is no one else who can heal me, save me, deliver me, and love me like You do, and I hope You do know that I don't take that for granted. I want to do better. I want to be closer to You than I've ever been.

I love that You're so kind and so faithful. You let Your Holy Spirit minister to me even when I'm not being faithful myself. You know my heart better than I do. You're patient with me, even when I'm not patient with you. You are the reason that I live. The reason that I breathe. The life I live is all for you. Please don't let my flaws turn You away from me. I know the enemy would have me bogged down with guilt so that I can't worship you the right way. But I know that You are the God of second chances, and that You love me too much to let me fall.

Help me to remember You in all that I do, and to submit my flesh to Your word and Your ways. Convict my spirit, and conform my will to Yours.

Thank You, Lord.
Amen

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