If I’m Honest Lord

Lord Jesus, here I am again down on my knees. In need of you holding my heart. Seems every time I get going I try to run ahead of you. Time keeps proving the only way I can do anything is to walk with you. To know that you are always with me.

If I’m honest I get so easily overwhelmed. Somehow I can only handle a fraction of what I used to feel like was nothing to me. It’s as if I have an electric fence around me. The moment I step too far out I’m zapped with anxiety. This is soon followed by total awareness of my extreme limitations.

Yet, God you have called me to lead out a mission meant to impact thousands. I see You at work more than ever before. I also see brokenness every direction. I find myself feeling Moses in scripture. He gave You every excuse in the book as to why he wasn’t able to be the leader You called him to be. You just kept reminding him “I AM WITH YOU.” Seems I need this reminder every hour. I feel so outmatched and so called at the same time.

God you have proven yourself faithful time and time again. Please settle my heart down once again. Reveal your great strength where I am so weak. Have your way in me and through me. Wherever you lead I will always go. I trust you with all of my heart.

“But Moses pleaded with the Lord, “O Lord, I’m not very good with words. I never have been, and I’m not now, even though you have spoken to me. I get tongue-tied, and my words get tangled.”

Then the Lord asked Moses, “Who makes a person’s mouth? Who decides whether people speak or do not speak, hear or do not hear, see or do not see? Is it not I, the Lord? Now go! I will be with you as you speak, and I will instruct you in what to say.” Exodus 4:10-12

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