So many demons in my own life, how can I pray? My heart cries out to You, Oh Lord! Incapable of slaying those haunting fears I weep. Crushing sadness fills the very essence of my person overwhelmed I weep, bitterly weep Despair with all the force and power of a hurricane sweep over me tormenting my mind presenting my weaknesses and inabilities which are thrown before me like uselessness showcasing the poor, pitiful creature of creation I am The pain of the pass failures, even those of yesterday taunting and questioning any worth of my being….. Who am I God? Who am I that I should call out? Who am I that I should be able to reach the throne of Heaven Why would You, Oh Holy One care about my prayers? Yet it is You who has called me to prayer Oh wretched person that I am….I call out to You I weep before You, Oh my God! In Your mercy, you love me….You love me! So undeserving of any grace I fall before You in total shame and surrender Liquid sorrow continually flows down my face from the deepest inner most of my being it flows pooling like a hidden spring breaking forth Oh the tenderness of Your hand upon me As You begin to speak my name in such love Love, love that overwhelms the tortured soul Your Grace like a salve is applied Healing the cruelty of self inflicted wounds Mercy by the blood of the Lamb cleansing the shame and sin of my failures, my inabilities Your Strength oh Lord, begins to surge through me Forgiveness and Righteousness are the cloak placed upon me Reaching Your hand out to me, I feel Your heart Oh the warmth of Your Presence Gone is the fear of unforgiveness Gone is the taunting of worthlessness Gone are the voices of failure Softy Your voice begins to speak piercing my heart with Your words Pray little one, pray Pray My Word forth, speak Life where there is none And you will see My Word move mountains My Word breaks the darkness of lies and deceit My Word heals the sick, mends the brokenhearted My Word breaks all the chains of those bound My Word sets the captives free My Word gives strength to the weary Pray little one, pray Pray without condemnation For no longer are you under the curse Surrounded by Your Glory You remind me of who I am… You remind me that I am a Daughter of the Most High You place on me the mantle of Your love You have placed on me the Mantle of Prayer Whispering in my heart, my mind, are Your Words Encouraging me to boldly speak With the authority that You have given me Your Word comes fiercely to my mind My mouth begins to speak forth Your Truth Crushing all that would destroy Banishing all fears of insecurity Blotting out all past and present failures And I stand, I stand in awe Of Your Power and beauty Filled once again With the boldness of Your Holy Spirit I am lifted up into the Holy of Holies, into Your Presence Oh, words cannot began to express this saturation of who You are There, there in this place I seek to stay Here in this place I am made whole again In Your Presence Remind me Lord, of who I am in You What You have called me to do In You there is strength to accomplish the task You have set before me In You, I will stay In You, I will speak boldly Your Word In You I can say with all boldness “no weapon that is formed against me shall succeed and I shall refute every tongue that rises against me in judgment This is the heritage of the servants of the LORD and their vindication from me, declares the LORD.” Therefore I will complete that which my Father has given me to do without condemnation, without fear, without uncertainty of who I am in Him. I will boldly come before my Father’s throne dressed in His Son’s righteousness I will make my petitions known, with thanksgiving and praise I will continue to pray, for nothing can stop me now
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