N o v e m b e r t w e n t y o n e
This morning I wept. These tears were not for me but for these people in this city.
I prayed earlier this morning for Jesus’ heart for his people of Lebanon. I want to see people as Jesus sees them; hear as Jesus hears the sounds of his children crying out in their brokenness; touch them as if Jesus himself was reaching out to gently touch of his rich love and compassion. This is my prayer.
So this morning my heart was so uneasy. Why, papa, do I feel this way?
So I just laid there, gazing out my apartment window into the city, and I began to weep. I wept for Lebanon. I wept as Jesus weeps over his people.
Jesus wants us. Jesus wants me. Jesus wants Lebanon.
Jesus then spoke to me.
I am worthy because he calls me worthy.
I am thankful; incredibly thankful.
God, may it all not be for nothing. May you continue to draw me unto you. May I know, truly, what it means to be satisfied completely in you, Jesus, and you alone.
No matter where I am, what I do, who’s around me, I want to be totally satisfied in you.
I need not seek validation and affirmation from others.
Jesus, I cry out to you, come to me.
I fight feelings of inadequacy and unworthiness. I fight feelings that my voice doesn’t matter and that I am not enough- that I need to be more or different but God, that’s not what you say about me. Remind my heart of who you say I am, Jesus.
I’m your bride.
You fight for me.
You have already won the war.
I conquer because you have conquered.
You are with me every moment of every day.
You seek me out.
You chase after me.
You are perfect Creator and you have made me to reflect you..
You have made me perfectly and as you want me to be.
Jesus, remind me of these truths.
Jesus, I need thee, every hour I need thee.
Thank you for all that you have already done.
I love you so deeply, Jesus.
