a letter to the only one who is worhty to be called LOVE.

Father, tonight, this is where I paint my thoughts. I feel you are speaking to me, asking me to write and sort through my mind. God, I will begin with a prayer.

Father God, I adore You, I love You. You need to know that. I am sorry for the times I mess up and do not glorify You. I am here before you ready for words, actions, revelations, direction, but most importantly to declare that I ADORE YOU GOD. You are above all names and above ALL things. You have set the captives free and Your blood has washed us clean. Thank You. Thank You. God, I would like to ask for creativity along with fluent words to express myself. Lord, bless and anoint this time and these words. Use them in my life and in others. Your Spirit is real and here with all who believe. Father, all things ARE possible with the power and Love of Jesus Christ. Thank You for Calvary and thank you for loving me. I pray all these things in Your precious name, Abba Father. Amen.

Where to begin? Worship is all I can think about lately, and drums, but in the sense of worship. God, I trust that if I put all my effort into continuing to learn drums and into obeying you with money that You will open the doors. Patience is where I am at a loss. I love to worship You and the feeling of letting go of myself entirely, even for a moment, and thanking You. I earnestly want my life to be an example of You so much that when people speak to me it causes them to think of You and meet You. I have got to continue on with losing my life to find You. The fleshly things cause me to stumble and cause my heart to become callused. Of course it “feels” great to be close to You and be full of Joy, but God I want to be close to You for the sake of You and Your name. Not in order for me to be looked upon, but in order that You are shown through me. A life lead as an example to those who know God and have stepped away and a life lead for those who may have never met You to meet You.

That is all. I want to be used. I have never wanted to be used more. I will let You use me God. This is a case where being used by “someone” is so marvelous.

“ I see You hanging there upon a tree, You’re beautiful, You’re beautiful.”

God, hear my prayer, here my words, they are all to You and all to further Your kingdom. You know the desires of my heart. Feed them Lord, in whatever way You know they need to be met. As prayers are rising up across the world Lord, hear us, Your children, we are crying out to You. We love You. We want to be with You. I want to be with You. I adore You. I will rest in You and You alone tonight. Not worrying about what comes after that. Thank You. Praise You. Goodnight my God. Goodnight.