Caught In Your Grace

I've reached another point in my walk this season where I feel like I cannot continue any longer. A point where my heart is tired of crying out late at night and my ears have grown weary at the attempt to patiently wait for direction. 

Father, I need you. I know the promise you have for me, and though my heart has grown tired I still believe in your precious promise. You love me so well even when no part of my being deserves to be loved by you. Who am I to be used by you. Renew my strength, God. Remind me of the unyielding woman you have made me to be. At your feet you will find my burdens and my multitude of tears, take them. I can't hold onto them any longer. 

Father, let me touch your robe. 

Heal my heart.

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Soak me in your laundry and I’ll come out clean,
    scrub me and I’ll have a snow-white life.
Tune me in to foot-tapping songs,
    set these once-broken bones to dancing.
Don’t look too close for blemishes,
    give me a clean bill of health.
God, make a fresh start in me,
    shape a Genesis week from the chaos of my life.
Don’t throw me out with the trash,
    or fail to breathe holiness in me.
Bring me back from gray exile,
    put a fresh wind in my sails!
Give me a job teaching rebels your ways
    so the lost can find their way home.
Commute my death sentence, God, my salvation God,
    and I’ll sing anthems to your life-giving ways.
Unbutton my lips, dear God;
    I’ll let loose with your praise.

//Psalm 51:8-15//

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Jesus, on you, I wait....