A Prayer from a Broken Heart
February 25, 2008
I'm feeling discouraged tonight. Downtrodden. Overlooked. What are you trying to teach me?
I have become so negative and cynical. A fault-finder instead of a good-finder. Yet I don't know how to escape this pit. I very much want to.
Not that I want to look at life naively through rose-colored glasses. But my heart is sooooo heavy.
Is it because I am still looking to man for approval?
Yes! I think so!
I am trapped by OPP - other people's opinions.
I want oh so much for their opinions not to matter so much. So why does it?
Lord, help me to find the freedom in your Word. I know it's there.
I want to relax in your peace. Yet I find myself growing concerned about provision.
Help me, Lord, to rest in you. You have brought me this far. I know you won't leave me now.
Help me to see myself as you see me and not through the eyes of those who would look down on me and see only my faults.
Help me to focus on You and You alone. You are my sustainer and a very present help in the time of need. You are my fortress and my defense. Of whom shall I be afraid?
My heart cries out for the Living God. I know You hear me and see me. I want to feel your presence.
Help me not to waiver, stumble, or fall.
Smile. God loves me. And even in my brokenness, I love Him right back.