My Prayer for His Purpose, in Me
I am so aware that there are so many ways... that I have not glorified You. How can I? I am only flesh. I want... to shine with your glory. How can I? I am only flesh. With each new day, I rise up from my bed, and the heaviness of my shortcomings weighs down on my head, and I can't shake it off.
I look up... toward your dwelling place and I can't see you, but I know You are there, and my eyes fill with tears and overflow because of what I can't make myself be... for YOU. I am so grateful for your mercy. I am so needy and so incomplete... in this state.
Just as you set the moon in a position to reflect your light in the darkness of night to shine your light to a lost and darkened world, because of your love for your creation... so be it for me, Lord. Set me in front of you. Look into my eyes and pour into this vessel. FILL ME LORD! Make me overflow! How can I ever rise to this on my own! I can not! You know my heart, Lord! Cut out whatever casts a shadow between you and me! Cut it out of me and I will lay it at your feet forever! I want to glorify YOU and YOU alone! I'm there Lord, ...I think... Be merciful to me. I am weak, and I can't shake off the heaviness of everything in me that doesn't glorify you. I can't even walk anymore under the burden of it! It crushes me, Lord. More than ever before I ask you to CALL to me again... TAKE HOLD of me for your purpose, FILL me for your purpose... and then pour me out, over and over and over again, for YOUR purpose, until I go up with YOU into the clouds.
I LOVE you Lord! I Love YOU. I am so grateful for your love for me, for I am... so weak, and bruised by the effects of sin on my life... both my own sins and the sins of others who have provoked sin in me... and I am helpless without you to heal me. I am flawed, but you are my hero! My GOD!... and I love you.
Lord I sit at your feet because you are holy. Truely only your feet will lead me. I will be still and watch your glory unfold. Amen.
Ecc. 4:8-12b. v. 9 two are better then one...v12b A cord of three strands is not easily broken.
"The Bundle of Sticks"
An old man was about to die. He wanted to be sure his sons remembered an important lesson. He asked each of them to try to break a large bundle of sticks which was tied together. None of them could break it. Then he told them to untie the bundle and try to break each stick separately. They did this easily. Whisper....the Body of Christ is like these sticks.
Matt. 12:25..."Every kingdom divided against itself will be ruined, and every city or household divided against itself will not stand." Ecc. 4:10,
Col. 3:14...And over all these virtues put on love, which binds them all together in perfect unity.
Gal 5:20 I have been crucified with Christ and I no longer live, but Christ lives in me. John 12:46 Isa. 64:8 2Cor.4:6 Eph. 5:8
Are you one: just not fitting in, real hard on yourself, did you fall back a couple of steps, still have a few rough edges to deal with, your job or place in the Body of Christ you think isn't that important or needed, having to start over many times... only to somehow find strength to pick up and try again, are you spending many nights on your knees in prayer....my friend you are not alone!
The Broken Clay Pot: Brown Eagle
The angels one day decided to go shopping. (stay with me here) A clay pot for Christ would be a nice gift to give. In a store were many shelves of beautiful clay pots. Most were painted in rich colors and had special shapes from such earthly position and fortune. Smooth, bright shades, perfect shapes, no visible flaws. So filled their lives had been. Then, there pushed back on a distant shelf, was myself...a clay pot worn and broken in places. Life had not been easy...cracks in places from many trials, several chips from enduring hardships, colors which faded through seasons of storms, yet there was also surfaces showing through of love and laughter. The angels were viewing each pot and kept moving closer towards me...I was ashamed to be seen...and b4 you knew it...there they were in front of me. I thought they would just take a glance and move on. They all started whispering and smiling...my heart just dropped to the ground in shame. If that wasn't enough...one of the angels picked me up and held me up in the air. I couldn't figure it out...all the cracks, chips, and worn out places...they were all visible there on the shelf. As the angel did this...there was a loud gasp that filled the air....I looked around at the other angels who were staring at me with wide eyes....
Light flooded through the many broken places in my pot. The angel holding me told me that every time I gave my life over to Christ, it became His life, His hardships, and His strulggles. The angel continued explaining to me that each beam of light through this pot was where I had stepped aside and let Christ shine through, until there was more of Him then there was of me. The angels were pleased and knew that Christ would be also with this gift.
Whisper: The Lord wants all of us... He is made strong in our weaknesses, pain, and struggles. (2 Cor. 12:10) His Glory shines through... broken clay pots. Others will see His light, not our brokeness. It is the Lords love that holds and binds the broken pieces together. Your sister in Christ, Brown Eagle
***John 1:12,13 Yet to all who received Him, to those who believed in His name, He gave the right to become children of God-v13 children born not of natural descent nor of human decision or a husbands will, but born of God.
The Cuckoo Birds lay their eggs in nests built by others, and let the other birds raise their young.
I was found abandoned at 9 months. An unwanted baby. But I know many others have also experienced rejection....weather it be in a spouse walking out, a friend who walked away, not fitting into a group, not accepted for who you are. Whatever the reason....rejection hurts....it leaves an open space in ones heart and very soul. The shadows left... whisper out for a need of love.
God, the very creator of the world and man... experienced rejection and sadly, still does today. (John 1:10,11) Isa. 53:3 He was despised and rejected by men, a man of sorrows, and familiar with suffering.
After Saint Vincents Orphanage... I was placed with a family and adopted at the age of six. I'm not the only one adopted....whisper....I was just blessed to be adopted twice. ***Eph. 5:1 He predestined us to be adopted as His sons through Jesus Christ, in accordance with His pleasure and will. John 14:18...I will not leave you as orphans: I will come to you. ***John 1:12,13
He will NEVER leave you nor forsake you. (Heb 13:5) In Him we were chosen, having been predestined... (Eph 1:11) Nothing will be able to separate us from the love of God...(Rom 8:38,39) The Lord will never forget us, we are engraved in the palm of His hands. (Isa 49:15,16)
Say it, claim it, and believe it...I am complete in Christ! I am wanted and loved by the very Creater Himself. Say it again...I am complete in Christ! I am wanted and loved by the very Creater Himself. Say it until you hear it, say it again until you believe it!
Whisper...the Lord is the only One that can fill that open space left from another. Your sister in Christ, Brown Eagle