LORD your words bring no immediate comfort, 
My spirit is low I can do nothing but lay in my bed,
I pray to you my king and hear no response. 
Hear my prayer, the prayer of a sinner. 

I wait for my conviction to be complete, completely revealed. 
I will not stand unless my movements are actions of repentance. 
Let me move in action for your glory, give strength to my bones. 
Let me hear your voice your tender rebuke calling me home to you. 
You alone I will answer to. You alone are the reason I live. My sovereign King provider of everything send to me and restore to me the passion of my first love.  

1 Corinthians 2

Depression my deep pressure within.

Depth unseen compressing me.

Within my spirit i am crippled.

You are the only one that sees my depths.

The compression of my sin.

The brokenness of my heart.

Who knows the mind of man except for the spirit of that man?

And LORD no one knows the depths of You except for your Spirit.

Yet by Your grace You have taken my depth from me.

And Your grace is deeper than my depravity.

Your grace answering me with deep relief within,

Your depth eternally within my spirit.

I am revived!

Amen

There was once a young boy that desired attention. He tried crying first but quickly discovered this brought the wrong kind of attention. 

Not that he didn't like being held, but the holding was only long enough for the current pain he felt to leave for a short while. 

This boy discovered that pain was going to be a constant in various areas of his life with various degrees of intensity. Some physical, some emotional. 

He also realized his physical pain caused emotional pain responses and attention was only a temporary fix. 

How could this boy discover attention from an eternal giver? It begins on his knees. 

The emotional affect of physically bowing to the giver of life.

This boy's whimpers and tears fell as the LORD lifted the boy into His eternal sanctuary. 

No pain will reach and no lack of being held. His tears of pain becoming tears of joy- safe.

LORD,

You a my safety. My constant ear and guide. You speak-I listen, you whisper and I strain to hear.

Continue to mold me LORD. Continue to provide. Patiently I wait.

Dreams

Dear Lord,

I get so confused about my dreams. They are so vivid some times. You have confused me to my core. Please know LORD how deeply I love you. Teach me LORD your patience, something I am horrible at. I have failed at trusting you, but you are faithful in loving me! 

Thank you for strength these past few months. I trust you, you are my God my salvation my Christ and Savior. You alone I call precious. Continue to be King in my life, and provide for me as you faithfully have in all my life. 

Amen.