Prayer from Sometime in September 2012
Jesus,
You are good.
You are hope.
You are peace.
You are my beloved.
You are my Redeemer.
You are my friend.
You are my strength.
You are my Rock.
You are my Good Shepherd.
You are my joy.
You are my salvation.
You are my Light.
You are my Living Water.
You are my comfort.
You are my defender.
You are my justifier.
You are my brother.
You are my helper.
You are my deliverer.
You are my reason for boasting.
You are my life.
You are my restorer.
You are my healer.
You are my courage.
You are my wisdom.
You are love.
You are my king.
You are my Immanuel.
You are my Prince of Peace.
You are my Holy One.
You are my God.
You rise on the wings of the dawn to come and save me.
You never sleep. You don't need it.
Instead, you guard me as I sleep, and when I wake-up, you are still caring for me.
You are my provider.
You give and give and not as the world gives, in gifts or money (though you have given those, too.)
But in righteousness and in peace.
How do I untrouble my heart?
I will tell you everything, for you already know my heart. You lead me in safe paths for your Name's Sake.
I don't feel comfortable here.
What are you doing to me?
I can't understand the language.
I don't like the food.
I can't move easily.
I don't like it.
It's hot.
I'm tired.
My legs are sore and itchy.
This is the sad state of me right now.
Give me your eyes, and forgive my selfish ones.
Forgive my lack of trust and my lack of hope.
amen.
You are good.
You are hope.
You are peace.
You are my beloved.
You are my Redeemer.
You are my friend.
You are my strength.
You are my Rock.
You are my Good Shepherd.
You are my joy.
You are my salvation.
You are my Light.
You are my Living Water.
You are my comfort.
You are my defender.
You are my justifier.
You are my brother.
You are my helper.
You are my deliverer.
You are my reason for boasting.
You are my life.
You are my restorer.
You are my healer.
You are my courage.
You are my wisdom.
You are love.
You are my king.
You are my Immanuel.
You are my Prince of Peace.
You are my Holy One.
You are my God.
You rise on the wings of the dawn to come and save me.
You never sleep. You don't need it.
Instead, you guard me as I sleep, and when I wake-up, you are still caring for me.
You are my provider.
You give and give and not as the world gives, in gifts or money (though you have given those, too.)
But in righteousness and in peace.
How do I untrouble my heart?
I will tell you everything, for you already know my heart. You lead me in safe paths for your Name's Sake.
I don't feel comfortable here.
What are you doing to me?
I can't understand the language.
I don't like the food.
I can't move easily.
I don't like it.
It's hot.
I'm tired.
My legs are sore and itchy.
This is the sad state of me right now.
Give me your eyes, and forgive my selfish ones.
Forgive my lack of trust and my lack of hope.
amen.
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