My team has prayer time together every morning either before or after breakfast and lately we have been taking turns leading that time. Earlier this week it was Sarah’s turn to lead and the idea that she had was for each of us to write a letter to God and then write a letter as if from Him to ourselves. It was a lot more difficult then I think most of us imagined it would be. And i thought it would be a nice thing to post on my blog to let ya’ll see a little bit of my heart this month. In my journal I often use song lyrics because I get a lot out of the words so in my letter to God there is a section that is from a song called Beauty From Pain by Superchick. Hope you enjoy the read.
Help me, Oh God, to listen to what it is that makes my heart
glad and to follow where it leads.
May joy, not guilt, your voice, not others, your will, not my
willfulness, be the guides that lead me.
Help me to unearth the passions of my heart. Help me to realize the many voices of hunger, the many
sounds of thirst, the many cries of loneliness, the many callings of sickness
and nakedness and imprisonment.
Help me to hear in all of them something of You calling to me to become
more than I am. More understanding. More compassionate. More involved. More like you. Gracious and loving God, you know the
deep inner patterns of my life that keep me from being totally yours. You know the misformed structures of my
being that hold me in bondage to something less than your high purpose for my
life. You also know my reluctance
to let you in these areas. Hear
the deeper cry of my heart for wholeness and by your grace enable me to be open
to your transforming presence. I wonder why God lets me walk through this place And though I can’t understand why this happened I know that I will when I look back someday And see how you’ve brought beauty from ashes And made me as gold purified through these flames After all this has passed, I still will remain After I’ve cried my last, there’ll be beauty from pain Though it won’t be today, someday I’ll hope again And there’ll be beauty from pain You will bring beauty from my pain Here I am at the end of me Trying to hold to what I can’t see I forgot how to hope This nights been so long I cling to your promise There will be a dawn After all this has passed, I still will remain After I’ve cried my last, there’ll be beauty from pain Though it won’t be today, someday I’ll hope again And there’ll be beauty from pain You will bring beauty from my pain. Father, I know my wounded and broken places oh so well. At times they can consume me and keep
me from being able to hear your voice.
Help me to see my pain as an invitation to know you more intimately
rather than a reason to doubt the goodness of your heart. Help me to know that through my pain
you desire to accomplish something very good in me.
Your daughter, Keryn
Daughter, I have created you beautifully and wonderfully. You are a unique expression of my
infinite love, care and creativity.
You are an object of my extravagant love and tender affection. I am your guide on this journey. In times of confusion look to me for
clarity and insight. When you are
fearful look to me for courage to press on. When you are impatient I will bring you back to what matters
most. I will comfort you when you
are hurting. I will restore your
heart to its rightful, full state of being. Remember that I am always with you. Nothing is hidden from my eyes. Take heart in knowing that anywhere you
go I have gone before you. I am
everywhere. Always with you. You can draw strength from knowing that
I will sustain you when I send you out.
I know your sorrow. I know
the number of every tear you have shed just as I know the number of hairs on
your head. I will always be there
in your moments of pain and suffering holding you my child. You are not alone, you have not been
forgotten. Your questions may not
always be answered or you may just not understand. But I have a purpose and a plan in that promise alone you
can find comfort.
Your loving Father.
