Lord, I am so grateful for your Son, so grateful for your forgiveness, which i do not deserve– because I am such a wretched sinner. Please Lord, humble my prideful, wicked spirit. I am no better than those I struggle to love, I am just as much a sinner as they. I have been like Jonah, running far from my problems, and from the broken family that needs Your love. Help me! Help me Lord, I am fearful and my heart is not willing to forgive– and yet Lord, how dare I withhold forgiveness from another when you forgave a wicked sinner like me.
How can we talk about love, and reach out only to those that we want to. Who are we to only share the gospel with those that we want to. It is so easy for us to go up to complete strangers or to people we are passionate, or those who are willing to hear you…. but when it comes to the hardened hearts of our family where this is pain and brokenness, we shrink away. Help. I don’t know where my boundaries are, or what boundaries I need to lay before me, so as not to be trapped in darkness, but i also know I cannot just keep running.
Help me. I need to heal, and I am helplessly lost. It’s too easy to be complacent and not live life to the full, because living life to the full means taking chances, being vulnerable, and possibly getting hurt.
I need Your help. I have forgotten what it means to love completely and passionately, and it’s eating away at my heart. You are the vine, I am only one branch. I know if I abide in You and You in me, I can bear much fruit… but appart from You I can do NOTHING.
Help. I am finally admitting that I am hopelessly drowning and I need You to pull me out.
