I'm seeking to walk with God.
I'm praying - or rather, learning to pray.
I'm listening - or rather, trying to recall what I've heard.
I'm studying God's good commands.
I'm rejoicing with sisters in Christ.
I'm finding a lot of anger inside. Sometimes my thoughts of prayer turn into mental rants. I didn't know such vocabulary was in my heart - but there it is!
Confess, for forgiveness and healing.
"The prohibition of idolatry" is more challenging than I realized.
This God to whom I cling - He is the One who created all things!!
I want to stand up and bless the Lord.
I need to come to my knees and allow the sins, as tears, to fall down and be wiped away.
I need to speak to the Lord - my Maker.
I need to speak of the Lord - Maker of heaven and earth.
But there I sit, looking around hesitantly, and all stare straight into their own gleaming screens.
And those who come to listen need more than I can give them.
To the Savior I must go.
To the Savior I must take them.
"Oh come, let us worship and bow down;
Let us kneel before the Lord our Maker.
For He is our God..." Psalm 95:6-7