Prayer missions aren't usually for people like me. I don't even consciously pray for myself, but suddenly I'm so dedicated to the cause of Christ in you. Something you said completely set me off. I know there is power in prayer, although I haven't witnessed it for myself; I thought I picked a good time to become one of those witnesses, but He thought otherwise.
For a minute I thought We'd won: me, You, and him. And when I saw him at that altar my heart was so full of love. I worshiped You with all my heart for saving someone so near and dear to me. I worshiped You with all my heart because You had answered my prayers.
I don't know what changed on the last day, but its like everything had come undone and I thought to myself: "Pay attention please. He has something to say to you. What happened, dear? I thought you had your mind made up; what happened?"
To be honest, I didn't take it very well, because I don't understand any of it. I can't understand how someone can be surrounded by Your people and Your love for days and not want to be part of the fellowship. I don't understand how my prayers can be so selfless, and yet go unanswered. I was hurt, and I was mad at You because he is just a human, but You were supposed to work a miracle.
And then the music started to play, and there was an altar call. And I wanted to forget all of my faith because I was angry, but I cried instead and I reached out to Him one more time. I did it for you. And I couldn't hold my tongue anymore; I had to say what was on my mind. I hope you listened. I hope you realized how much I want this for you. I wasn't lying when I told you that you're my favorite. I love you.
And as for You: You're my everything. I still don't understand, not even a little bit, but I'm trusting in You with all my heart. We'll get him. We have to. Amen and amen.
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