Dearest Master,
Please
don’t let me get cold. Wrap me in blankets
and nestle me into Your heart. Please
don’t let me be dizzy from hanging out upon clouds..
I spin
motionless in Your company. We go places
together, journeys into other worlds where people smile all the day long and remain
immersed in Your Spirit; the utopian
dream where strangers greet each other with warm embrace and holy kiss in the
name of Jesus.
Lord, I
pray to glimpse into the glorious days of Your kingdom. I pray to see the lion eat straw and the baby
safely play with a snake. Bring forth
Your miracles and accomplish the impossible. I desire to see the world reserved
for those who revere You. Amen
Peace on
earth and goodwill toward men—the ideal of Shalom burns inside of me. I blame You for putting it there. I thank You for opening my heart and
enlightening my eyes.
So why am I
still cold? I grow lukewarm in my
associations. I believe solitude with
You can cure me. You bring me through
the valley and give me a path to walk on, a purpose for which to live. So why am I cold?
The shattered
glass is nearly mended. I am just
waiting for You to move. I know You Love me. I search for You in a church but prefer to
experience You in divine communion. Thank you for not leaving of forsaking me even
in my sin. I trust in Your precious
promises. In Jesus Name. Amen.
Larry Word