God, I don't know if there is anything that you have for me to say right now. I don't know who will read this. I don't know how you will use it to glorify yourself. I don't know how you will use it to speak into the life of someone, if you will do that. I only ask that your Spirit indwells even my fingertips as they touch the keys that you may show forth, that your gospel may show forth through these letters and words that will be visible for people to see.
A Prayer
I put my trust in You, O LORD, my Lord.
I know that the Word you have given us is precious.
I write it on my heart God.
I know that your written Word brings me to your living Word.
Whom you have freely given us.
I know that you do not delight in sacrifice, or I would give it.
That you require no burnt offering.
That a broken and contrite heart you will not despise, you will not turn away.
I know that you have made me the Beloved.
The most loved one of God.
Let these things that swirl around me-
these lies that assail me again and again
You are what you do.
You are what people say and think about you.
You are what you have.
Let them be silenced.
Just as powerfully as when your Son silenced the storm with two words:
Be still.
I will not deny my sinfulness before you Lord.
My sin is ever before me.
I will not presume on my abilities. On my faith. On my love.
How fickle I am without you.
How quickly I turn to another gospel. (Not that there is another gospel
but there are some who want to distort the gospel of Christ)
YOU set me apart before I was born.
You called me by your grace.
You revealed your Son to me.
In order that I might preach him among the Gentiles.
God, give me the wisdom to know the Gentiles surrounding me.
Open my eyes to see as you see.
Open my heart God.
You are pleased to use me.
You are pleased to crucify me with Christ.
This Son of God loved me. Gave himself for me.
This son of yours became a curse for us.
Redeeming us from the curse of the law
So that we might receive the promised Spirit through faith.
You are good God.
I will teach transgressors your ways and sinners will return to you.
God of my salvation, open my lips and my moth will declare your praise.
From now forevermore.
(Inspired by (basically taken from) Galatians 1-3 and Psalm 51)
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