First New Update!

Nov 22, 2005 04:07

I've been slacking on the path I walk on...I've made a couple of short-cuts, and I regret it. I wish I was on fire for God like I used to be, back in the day. I'm not going to lay around just wishing for it to happen, though. I'm going to make an effort to put God back in the number one spot in my life. I know I'm not the best man living in the world; I know I'm not the perfect example of a Christian guy; I know I could be doing so much more for God in my life. This, my friends, shall be where I will post things that will be inspiring to me, to get me back on the right path. If you want to read, then by all means, stay tuned to what's to come!

I'm currently feeling the Tobymac song right now...the one where he sings, "So won't you move me like you used to? I want the world to know I burn for you". That's how I feel right now. I don't believe that God is at fault, though; it's all on me. I've slacked in this relationship, and it's my fault that we're not on as good terms as we should be.

I need so much help, God...this is my plea for help now. I'm tired of stumbling in the darkness. I want to submit my everything to you, Lord, and serve you. The hardest part is starting off on the right foot, and I pray that you'll help me to do this. Give me a soul that never ceases to follow, despite the infection within.

My legs have fallen from underneath me, God. Without you, I can not even make a footprint in the sand. I can get to no where without you, Lord. I can only crawl on my belly like the serpent which you have cursed. I do not want to end up like the serpent! I want to be able to move my legs, to run to you, God, during the good times and the bad, and have the relationship we once shared! Please, spare me, God, I know that I am not worthy of your mercy.

God, my hands have collapsed. They try to build, but it's all in vain. I try to compose sweet literature with them, but all I can write is jibberish. Without you, I can not even hope to compose anything with these two hands. I may as well have them taken away from me, because they are like dead weight without you. God, I want to use my hands to compose, to be able to write and tell everyone about you, so that way they all know the joy you've given me! Please, spare me, God, I know that I am not worthy of your mercy.

Dear Lord, my voice has given in. I am unable to say anything that would make sense. My words are frail, and without substance. How I long to shout out again, to ell everyone about you! God, I want to be able to shout about You and Your good deeds to everyone, near and far. Please, give me a voice that is strong, so that I may shout for all to hear! Please, spare me, God, I know that I am not worthy of your mercy.

-Daniel B. Benda III
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