God,
Please bless me... not in that superficial way.... It's amazing when that is ask how God brings the rain. Let the seeds go deep and be covered by your rain. Set the seed alive. When those seeds grow, let me grow with them, Father.
God, I'm working on somethings in my life to make it yours, and you have helped me a lot. It,s no longer about me. You have changed so much in me the past two months. I've moved in your will maybe the most I ever have within the past two months. I want to find more of this.
I'm nothing right now, Father. I'm only a humble young man of 21 in Starkville, Miss., with no real power or degree or money. But, I walk in your spirit now. You have been pouring into to me, and it's been over flowing. What do I do with this God. This is my prayer.
What should I do, God? I'm here, listening. I'm going to go pray in the secret place, God. Give me your vision for what you want me to do for the coming year. Is it Québec? Is it Sénégal? Is it MSU? What is it that you're calling me to? What is my mission? What is my calling? Will I know soon? Will I meet the deadlines? Will I know in time? You can make it happy, where do I start? Where are you planting your seed?
I love you so much God. I stopped doing your will for a while, but you are unstoppable. You don't give up on me. I guess I am like Peter. Proud and quick to speak and slow to listen and quick to anger. I needed your rebuke. I thank you for it. As far as I know, it has been purged out of me all the immorality and foolishness. It is not far, though. Deliver me from the evils, Lord. You have made me slow to speak and quick to listen and slow to anger.
I thank you for Ranjita. I love my family. They find pride in me and love me more than I deserve. I am learning to write. This is one of the seeds. Teach me to write well for you. Let your words write in my words. Inspire me to write your words. Inspire me each day with your word. Inspire me with You.
The other seed is the wealth of knowledge you have given me already. My wealth of knowledge in my belief. It's your Word. It's my experiences. It's my schooling. It's my travels. It's my father's words. It's the hard-lessons learned. It's the hard rain in my face.
You know my words are simple and practical. I do not claim wisdom, but You seem to have given me some maturity in my words. People listen to them, sometimes more often than others. My words are often too many, but you have taught me to be more concise. So, I listen to that.
Lord, your other seeds are the connections you give me. You make it easy for me to talk to people. You make it simple to jump out and be that guy who intiates. You have made me a leader, in many regards. In some regards, I am still very much a child though. Rebuke me where needed, God.
Your next seed is the innovator and activist in me. You set your truth in my heart and want me to strive for your greater-good and right. I pray that this pleases you. You give me compassion to empathize and to see the hurt. I thank you father. Not many men have this.
Father you even make my weakness a seed. I am not your typical man. I have feelings more similar to a women's. You made me sensitive to the happenings around me. It's a blessing and a curse. It's good and bad.
I'll talk more about the seeds later, but God you know them. Use these seeds and plant them and let them grow to be yours in your orchard and vineyard. Let them be attached to your vine.
Lord Jesus, cleanse me some more and transform me. I'm still here to be shaped by you. Mold me as your clay.
I'll admit it's tough, Lord. I am having difficulty now trusting, but I do, God.
I pray for Mitch, Ron, Evan, Ibrahim, Ranjita, Ketan, Wade, Charlie, Nathaniel, Ross, Nate, Colby, Eric, Elizabeth, Mom, Dad, Tina, Sam, BYX, my Timothys, my Paul, my Barnabas, the men's soccer movement, ALHP, my internship, my jobs, my schooling, my family, for you in my life, my money, the fund-raising, Sénégal, for guidance, for the mission field, for answers. Tell me father what you want.
I thank you for answering the prayer on my relationship this week. I thank you for sending me a messager tonight. Thanks for senorita. Thanks for your blessings. Thanks for expanding your territory. Thanks for guiding me. Thanks for unleashing you in this life. Thanks for the words to speak with non-believers.
Let me know the words you want me to say in my blogs God. Bless this blog. Let people come read this and be astonished by You and drawn to You. Let my words be no more or no less than what you call for.
Let me sleep well father and rise for you tomorrow. Help me tomorrow to do your will, Father God. Let your Spirit work in me tomorrow. Show me the opportunities you want me to reach for You. Bless me for your will, God. Thank You and I Love You, Jesus. In Jesus' Name... Amen.
Please bless me... not in that superficial way.... It's amazing when that is ask how God brings the rain. Let the seeds go deep and be covered by your rain. Set the seed alive. When those seeds grow, let me grow with them, Father.
God, I'm working on somethings in my life to make it yours, and you have helped me a lot. It,s no longer about me. You have changed so much in me the past two months. I've moved in your will maybe the most I ever have within the past two months. I want to find more of this.
I'm nothing right now, Father. I'm only a humble young man of 21 in Starkville, Miss., with no real power or degree or money. But, I walk in your spirit now. You have been pouring into to me, and it's been over flowing. What do I do with this God. This is my prayer.
What should I do, God? I'm here, listening. I'm going to go pray in the secret place, God. Give me your vision for what you want me to do for the coming year. Is it Québec? Is it Sénégal? Is it MSU? What is it that you're calling me to? What is my mission? What is my calling? Will I know soon? Will I meet the deadlines? Will I know in time? You can make it happy, where do I start? Where are you planting your seed?
I love you so much God. I stopped doing your will for a while, but you are unstoppable. You don't give up on me. I guess I am like Peter. Proud and quick to speak and slow to listen and quick to anger. I needed your rebuke. I thank you for it. As far as I know, it has been purged out of me all the immorality and foolishness. It is not far, though. Deliver me from the evils, Lord. You have made me slow to speak and quick to listen and slow to anger.
I thank you for Ranjita. I love my family. They find pride in me and love me more than I deserve. I am learning to write. This is one of the seeds. Teach me to write well for you. Let your words write in my words. Inspire me to write your words. Inspire me each day with your word. Inspire me with You.
The other seed is the wealth of knowledge you have given me already. My wealth of knowledge in my belief. It's your Word. It's my experiences. It's my schooling. It's my travels. It's my father's words. It's the hard-lessons learned. It's the hard rain in my face.
You know my words are simple and practical. I do not claim wisdom, but You seem to have given me some maturity in my words. People listen to them, sometimes more often than others. My words are often too many, but you have taught me to be more concise. So, I listen to that.
Lord, your other seeds are the connections you give me. You make it easy for me to talk to people. You make it simple to jump out and be that guy who intiates. You have made me a leader, in many regards. In some regards, I am still very much a child though. Rebuke me where needed, God.
Your next seed is the innovator and activist in me. You set your truth in my heart and want me to strive for your greater-good and right. I pray that this pleases you. You give me compassion to empathize and to see the hurt. I thank you father. Not many men have this.
Father you even make my weakness a seed. I am not your typical man. I have feelings more similar to a women's. You made me sensitive to the happenings around me. It's a blessing and a curse. It's good and bad.
I'll talk more about the seeds later, but God you know them. Use these seeds and plant them and let them grow to be yours in your orchard and vineyard. Let them be attached to your vine.
Lord Jesus, cleanse me some more and transform me. I'm still here to be shaped by you. Mold me as your clay.
I'll admit it's tough, Lord. I am having difficulty now trusting, but I do, God.
I pray for Mitch, Ron, Evan, Ibrahim, Ranjita, Ketan, Wade, Charlie, Nathaniel, Ross, Nate, Colby, Eric, Elizabeth, Mom, Dad, Tina, Sam, BYX, my Timothys, my Paul, my Barnabas, the men's soccer movement, ALHP, my internship, my jobs, my schooling, my family, for you in my life, my money, the fund-raising, Sénégal, for guidance, for the mission field, for answers. Tell me father what you want.
I thank you for answering the prayer on my relationship this week. I thank you for sending me a messager tonight. Thanks for senorita. Thanks for your blessings. Thanks for expanding your territory. Thanks for guiding me. Thanks for unleashing you in this life. Thanks for the words to speak with non-believers.
Let me know the words you want me to say in my blogs God. Bless this blog. Let people come read this and be astonished by You and drawn to You. Let my words be no more or no less than what you call for.
Let me sleep well father and rise for you tomorrow. Help me tomorrow to do your will, Father God. Let your Spirit work in me tomorrow. Show me the opportunities you want me to reach for You. Bless me for your will, God. Thank You and I Love You, Jesus. In Jesus' Name... Amen.
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