Tag: Poetry

Dear Father, May I?

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Dear Father, may I seek your face this very moment.

May I boldly approach your throne. Cast down, knees bent. Prostrate before you now.

Not my will, Sweet Father, not my own.

May I whisper a name, a prayer upon my heart. May I call out a situation, a pressed moment in time. Written out, laid down. Open before you now.

Not my words, Sweet Father, not my own.

Jesus, you walked before me. Jesus, you set the course. Our Father who art in Heaven, proclaimed from your voice. Heard by your Father. Connected Three in One.

Sweet Jesus, cause me to follow.

You sought God’s face before the crowds. You cried to God in the quiet of the night. High or low, for you or for others. Conversation with God sat ready upon your tongue.

Sweet Jesus, allow me to follow.

As a friend, a wife, a mom. As a writer and for those with whom I serve. As a daughter, a loved one, Yours. Boldly, I have entrance because of Jesus who bled and rose again.

Thank you, Oh Jesus, I thank you.

Who am I to deserve such access? I am chosen. I am forgiven. I am clothed in Righteousness. You first loved me; therefore, I have access always to your throne.

Bless your name, Oh my God, bless Your Holy Name!

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Lord, I Come to You for Love

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(This prayer was originally posted on Set In Silver)

Lord, I come to you for Love.

What more is there to say?

What more is there to express?

For you and you alone are Love.

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I long for my marriage to thrive.

I seek after the joys and the happiness.

I grasp for the smiles and the victories.

I lose my sight and then return.

Lord, I come to you for Love.

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My child is in your hands.

In Your arms you embrace both my child and me

In Your heart you hold our dreams, different as they may be

In Your will and for your purpose

In Your timing and for your glory

Lord, I come to you for Love

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Lord,

I come to you for Love

At the times of hurt, I come

On the days of sorrow, I come

In the midst of the water, I come

Filled with joy and happiness, I come

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You are always there, for your word declares

You are forever here, for your voice whispers

At your feet

Before your throne

Lord, I hear your call and I come.

Thank you for Your love.

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There is always more to say!

There is always more to proclaim!

For you, Dear Lord, are Love, true and faithful.

Lord, Thank you for calling me to Your Love.

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Jesus.

All else falls silent.

Jesus.

A carpenter’s son, the son of Mary.

Brother to siblings who did not know, did not see, did not believe.

Jesus.

Water to wine, leprosy healed, blind to see, lame to walk, sins forgiven.

So much more than could be recorded.

Jesus.

Carried a cross, bore a shame, felt the sting, separated from His God.

Jesus.

Mary cried, John loved, Peter ran, Judas died, the thief and the soldier believed.

Jesus.

Cared for, cried over, anointed with myrrh, wrapped in cloth, laid in a tomb.

Sealed. Guarded. Alone. In the grave. Buried with sin. Battling hell.

Jesus.

The upper room, the disciples hide, emotions rage, faith wavers, fear evident.

Their leader, their teacher, their friend. Died just as he said. But what else did he say?

Jesus.

Discussions. Conversations. Debates. Silence. Waiting. Repeat.

Jesus.

Still there is a song yet to be sung.

Jesus.

**Matthew 27**

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