Thursday, June 21, 2012

Jesus you be lifted higher, be lifted higher, be lifted higher~
Let my king be lifted up,
Hosanna.

Jesus I want you to be lifted up higher, higher in my life. Let me be lower and lower until I see myself as an insignificant speck of dust in my own eye, ever so easily being blown away like chaff in the wind. God I want to really put you as king of my life, faithfully bowing down and submitting all I am to your kingdom rule.  I ask and I pray that you'll never leave me alone, but rather teach me, guide me, discipline me; Be a father to me and raise me up to be the woman you want me to be. No longer shall I think and act like a child for if my father has raised me up, I shall abandon my childish ways. Even as I reflect faintly the glory of you, I'll still earnestly seek and look forward to the day where I'll be transformed into the image like you, a full reflection of your glory. Teach me dear Lord to be an inter ceder, a true worshipper which you seek. When you look into the depths of my heart, let yourself find things and treasures that will be pleasing to you.

Yes I'm deeply troubled by what's happening. I never thought that I'll ever have to deal with such situations. I don't know. How do I still continue to practice honour without over stepping my boundaries?
I guess in such situations, I'll just have to stand firm and guard my heart even more. And maybe that's why I need you so much Lord.

2:51 AM