My precious Savior, I bow before You in humble need. Reveal to Your beloved the purpose for my brokenness. Let me not mock You by the way of my living. Great God Almighty, subdue my stubborn will. Melt my icy heart with the white-hot flames of faith that burns in reflection of eternal horizons. Open the gates of Your Kingdom and draw forth the soul that belongs to You, Jesus. Whatever mourning I have experienced in this life is turned into laughter in the place where I belong. The land of desolation has become fruitful beneath the radiant light of Christ and the endless watering of His Word. With joy unfathomable, my heart rejoices in heavenly chorus. With glory unmatched, Your purposes bring life to the dead, O God. Thank You for the firm grip of Your faithful hand, Jesus. For even when I struggle against You, You will never let go of those who belong to You. This condemned culprit of iniquity trembles in awe before the mercy-seat, Lord. In prayer, I bow and surrender. In prayer, that secret, blessed place of invitation, I find all I need from You. Under the Word given in 2 Timothy 2:13 and the authority of Christ, I pray.
If we are faithless, He remains faithful; for He can’t deny Himself.
2 Timothy 2:13, WEB
Whatever mourning I have experienced in this life is turned into laughter in the place where I belong.–Lord, make this so!