You Make Me Yours

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Abba,

I bless you for your mercy

that chose me in Messiah.

You plucked this rebellious heart out of the miry clay

and set my feet upon a solid rock.

Your salvation is once and eternal,

wondrous and powerful,

there is no way to freedom outside of your Son.

But even then I thought

to you I’ll come proving my worth and deeds

flexing my own strength,

puffed up and empty in my religious deeds,

Abba, you are long suffering and patient,

so kind to care —

to discipline and chastise those you love.

You pursue me,

break me and remake me,

taking me through the kiln,

I, an orphan, in mistaken identity,

with so much to prove.

You burn away my filthy rags and self righteous deeds

that fool no one but me.

I’m naked and bare

with nothing to bring

but a broken heart.

Your love and delight touch me now,

wretched me,

utterly wounded — lost, confused, and abandoned without you,

and I understand,

your salvation is my miracle every day,

once, today, ongoing, eternal,

just to be yours

an orphan no longer, but your child,

depending on you, leaning on you,

trusting you,

with nothing left to prove,

except that I’ve been redeemed, I’m celebrated, I’m seen.

Thank you,

you are such a good Abba,

salvation, deliverance, and all good things,

come from you alone,

and I bless you with all my heart.

Amen.

My Safe Lead

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Lord,

you are my refuge,

my safe harbor,

my enclosed garden,

my green pasture,

you guide me by quiet waters,

along paths of righteousness,

you restore my soul,

I dwell secure for you are my sukka,

your grace abides in me and I in you.

Through the valleys and mountaintops,

to level plateaus,

I will journey with you my Lord,

and be bold and courageous,

because you are my faithful and good Shepherd,

you’re always with me,

you’ll never leave me nor forsake me.

I bless you Lord,

Amen.

Nothing Wasted

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O Lord,

here is the soil of my heart,

defiled by the garbage of the world I’ve allowed in,

where sin and negative emotions have piled up,

pushed away, reviled, and dismissed.

How amazing is your Spirit and presence,

that enters into my filth,

and begins aerating,

turning over, exposing,

breaking down, moving, and working.

How could I have known that your power

could turn this depraved heap into the richest of soil

with all the elements

where your mercy, grace, and tender love thrive.

How could I have known that the seeds you planted,

that I had thought were wasted, scattered, and buried,

were under your safekeeping and watchful eye.

How could I have know that they would take root

in and through the pain and heartache,

watered by your companionship, comfort, and care,

and that you would bring forth shoots of faith and hope ⁠—

new life.

Would you enter in and take all my heart,

I give it all to you.

Nothing is rejected nor wasted in your beautiful hands,

making beauty from ashes.

I praise you Lord,

for you work all things for your glory and my good!

Amen.

Refiner’s Fire

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Lord,

I bless you for the safety and security of your presence,

tight and cozy around the warmth of your love.

Your warmth melts the ice of trauma encasing me,

allowing my heart to come forth and rise.

Emotions and feelings long buried and hidden away

no longer cast long shadows of hopelessness and overwhelm,

holding me in bondage and despair.

Now you invite them, acknowledge them, and say it’s ok,

setting me free in your knowing and love.

Locked away in my keeping,

they have only corroded me from the inside out,

Lord they won’t be my treasures and idols any longer,

I give them to you.

Take my heart as I step into the center of your love,

offering the sacrifice of my old broken self

surrendering all of me and my religion,

baptize with me with your fire,

and purify, transform, cleanse, and redeem me to gold —

the beauty and holiness of a spirit at rest,

full of joy and peace,

trusting, hoping in you.

I praise you for your grace and redemption.

Amen.

Abba’s Love

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Abba,

thank you that you’ve adopted me,

receiving me as one of your own.

You’ve welcomed me into your household of light,

put your robe over my shoulders,

your ring on my finger,

and prepared a celebration feast to honor me

when I came to you as an orphan.

To know you had prepared this place,

waiting with heart open, long suffering,

so patiently for me

as I wandered adrift, bitter, and lost.

I’m amazed you never gave up,

that your love has proved most powerful.

Abba you endure with steadfast love and patience,

you are kind and thoughtful,

you are not prideful or boastful,

you don’t take into account all the wrongs you’ve endured by me,

you rejoice when right and truth prevail in my life,

You bear all things, believe all things,

hope all things, and endure all things —

for me.

And you never change.

Your love is amazing Lord.

Amen.

You Are Faithful

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Lord,

I remember your faithfulness

and your hand of provision and mercy,

revealing Abba’s heart and His love for me,

drawing me into sonship and identity.

Thank you that you’re with me,

you’ll never leave me nor forsake me.

Thank you that your grace is sufficient for me,

that I can do all things in you, with you.

Thank you that your ways bring peace,

your yoke is easy, and your burden is light.

Thank you that I can lay my pressures and heaviness at your feet,

giving you my broken everything,

and lean on, trust in, depend on you,

not on my own blind understanding,

and when I acknowledge you in my daily,

you will be make my paths straight.

You are faithful Lord,

and I put my trust and hope in you.

Amen.

Make Me One…

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Lord,

You are an artist,

painting moving pictures in the sky,

all you create is alive

with voices that sing you praise throughout the earth,

unending symphonies of joy and delight.

To look into your Word

is to gaze on perfection,

and know truth and righteousness

bringing life, healing, and security to my soul.

Your Word purifies my heart,

gives sight to my eyes,

and makes me clean.

Search me and know me Lord,

test me and know my anxious thoughts,

see if there is any offensive way in me,

and lead me in the way everlasting.

Make me one that arrests your eyes as you search throughout the earth,

whom you would give your strong support,

one like David, who blesses your heart

that my joy would be full

in always thanking and praising you.

Amen.

Abba’s Joyful Discipline

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Abba,

I praise you for being such a good Father to me,

I thank you for your work of discipline in my life.

Thank you for the discipline of discouragement and frustration,

teaching me to relinquish my ways and my own path,

training me to look up and seek your face.

Thank you for the discipline of grief and pain,

guiding me to find rest in you alone,

rather than the broken cisterns I would cling to.

Thank you for the discipline of my will,

showing me I have a voice and choice,

to make decisions best aligning all parts of me

to follow you.

Thank you for the discipline of times and seasons,

instructing me of your will and how you work,

daily, weekly, seasonally, yearly,

to discern the right time for every action

for me specifically

and how I fit into your marvelous plans for the world.

I let go of my productivity, my rigid timelines, and my need to be perfect,

and choose to put my hope in you and seek your face continually.

That you may make straight my paths,

teach me your ancient ways,

and show me the ways of being a child of God, and a citizen of your kingdom.

I bless you Abba, thank you that your trustworthy and faithful,

I put my hope in you.

Amen.