Sing with me Jesus, because your voice tastes like a nectar, and mine is just a puddle of corruption and emptiness. Just a smile, to behold from your sacrificial face dissolves the ageless doubts that lurks inside my hearts. Uncertainty is a ferocious beast, tearing everything apart, from within me. I come, to tame my insanity; domiciled in the essence of your benevolence and tenderness
Some days, Jesus, I find you so near, like pennies inside my pockets— a change for the beggarly, the wounded, and some more left for tomorrow. I love that nearness of your presence, please teach me to know how to align and sustain your many graces, when you are near
I am always near, my child. My presence surrounds all who expects and anticipate my friendship. I desire your friendship more than you could ever desire my nearness. Would you make me your portion? That, I am everything you’ll ever want; more than silver and gold
My hearts leaks the little I gather. My soul is pressed against my will. I succumb to the many voices in my ears. Everything is after my heart, and I lose control of your pursuit. Jesus, help my infirmities. Pull me from the dark trenches, and light up my candle. My soul is battered on the auction block of distractions, and the world has purchased my soul for free. Jesus, please, help me — redeem my heart from the world of self, to live just for you
Just for you. Jesus, just for You Make this heart locked up into yours, and will your wills through my vessel, until all I am is your expression. My heart is longing after you, my soul is thirsty after you, to drink from the wells of your salvation, Jesus, a friend so dear to me. Please, draw me, until I leap over every lustful walls that hinders, and fall humble in your presence, like a desperate migrant, in longing, for a safe haven
I stand at the door daily. I beckons on the doors of thy heart, my bride. My heart longs for you, to hear the stories of your heart, and tell you my own burdens that concerns you, and many of your brothers and sisters, wandering like sheep’s without a shepherd.
Jesus, can I say “thank you.” Is it enough to just say thank you? This is the will of my Father, that your life is wrapped in appreciation of your union with me. Imagine if your ways is not pleasing to the Father. Will He say, “Well done?” The Fathers way of saying thank you is when your ways are mingled into his purposes, and obedience is your anchor. You will share His pleasure, that the two has become one in living. You will drink from His appreciation, of your participation in His will. So to say thank you, is to acknowledge the Fathers participation with you, in all that concerns you and more
Thank you Jesus. Your nearness makes me whole. I am a wingless bird without your nearness. May the measure of my days be the measure of your dominion. You and I, forever!
CHRIST CENTRAL 