You set a life for me to live, a standard that I cannot reach without you
I pray for a greater level of faith, and you provided the circumstance that requires it
Given the promise, the task that you have called me to, I know my faith must match its requirement
I still believe in my Gethsemane moment
Tears trickle down my cheeks because I feel the heat of pressure but still I trust
Who can I trust but you? No one. Who can love me like you? No one. Time after time, you allowed me to see this, and I’m thankful
There’s no turning back now; my faith has moved me to a place that I cannot to return to a place that I no longer call home
In you, I have comfort. In you, I have peace. In you, I am safe. Who or what can harm me?
I wait the day to receive the reward of my faith, but my relationship with you trumps all
I can see and hear clearly the words flowing from my mouth as I given account of the power of your presence in my life. I am the word from your pen. You are a wonderful and intelligible author. I love you prose
I already have when you set aside for me, but material things means nothing
This is actually a prayer of reverence that I prayed after my devotion a few moments ago.