Dear Lord,
I bring you my shortcomings… lack of patience fear and dread that we are going to be let down by both you and a Church
I bring you my worship and praise… I wish I could I am so scatter brained..You know what will happen..You are the God of all and you know EVERYTHING before it ever happens
I bring you my prayer… I want you to know that with all of my heart I want this..More than anything else I want to serve you in this capacity..It is such torture to get little tastes of it here and there and then it never comes to be…YET I want your will too! I don’t want to be as the Israelite were when they were impatient in wanting a King…They were so close to getting one that God was going to give yet they chose Saul….those who aren’t in ministry they don’t understand what it is to have such a burden and such a calling and yet They shrug their shoulders and say it wasn’t God’s will It was meant to be…Ministry has a lot of rejection that goes with it in so many ways I know BUT yet….you lay yourself out there time after time after time…….You have to pour out your whole self you give literally everything you have until you are so completely drained…Nothing left to give..and yet you find that last little thread….
You spoke to me… sadly I wish you would speak to me on this subject and yet your voice seems non-exisatnt….Cloudiness and fog…No answers…tonight I guess we will finally know what your will will be!