Friday, March 30, 2012
The prayer of the frustrated Christian
I am undone!
I try so hard to do your work
But ears are closed
and eyes are shut
and my pleas go unanswered
Why O Lord?
I am miserable!
Aha! I must be doing your will!
To be so rejected and afflicted
My wounds are a symbol
A sign, that I am walking the path of Calvary!
A true servant"
"My child, my child
I came that you might have joy, and
that your joy might be complete!
Perhaps your wounds are self inflicted
My Spirit is like a fragrant wind
laden with passion and promise
scented with love