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Friday, November 16, 2018

Letter to God

Letter to God

Dear God,
     I am weak and lacking in so many ways, yet you are the great Creator of my days.  
     Strength of character was molded into Shadrack, Meshack, and Abednego.  Help me too, in faith, to grow.  As you protected Daniel in the fiery furnace, thank you for protecting me, showing your love, full and earnest.  As you closed the mouth of the lion when Daniel was thrown into the lion's den, thank you for my protected predestined fate as I walk, selfish-hearted, here among men.
     Lord, I am in some ways like Jonah, not instantly obedient as was Noah.  But Lord, Jonah received, from you, second chances.  So please rescue me from the sinful weight of my circumstances.   As Noah was obedient, bestow in me that same ingredient. 
     Like Samson, I have serious flaws, enough I am sure to give you pause.  Strengthen me Lord.  Make me confident in your provision, as was Abraham; knowing that you will provide, as only you can, for this poor straying lamb.
     Lord!  Give me endurance as strong as Job's, sustaining me in your blood-stained robe.  I fear to ask for Job's patience, but let it replace my complacence, giving action to your Word and persevering with shield and sword. 
    Please give me even more perseverance like Paul's as he traveled for your cause, always humble without self-applause.  Help me remain a loyal servant, as did Paul, though he was confined to prison but always preaching, teaching that you, the great I Am, is risen.  Thank you that I am, as Paul was, loved and forgiven.
     Let me be, Lord, a woman dedicated and loyal as in the example of Ruth.  Always let me show forth honesty and truth.  When in harm's way or striving to make a decision, let me do as Ester, seeking your face morning, noon, and night so you may guide me into the light. 
     I bow before you, Lord, thanking you for your love in spite of what's I've done, for only you know my work and, though flawed and marred, it has only, daily, just begun. 
                                                Your Child, 
                                                 Mary  

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