Lord, will you wrap your arms around me?
And tell me that all will be okay?
Lord, I just need to know that you are with me. I just need to know that your hands are already working. Lord, I just need to know if the decisions I make are in alignment with yours. I really deeply truthfully just need to know that your Spirit living in me are making the decisions. I need to know if I am allowing my self-centeredness to control me and if I have any offensive way in me.
Lord, how I pray that the knots in my heart will loosen as I lift my heart up to yours.
Lord, even in this valley I pray that you will choose to use me as your willing vessel. I can’t make it in this world on my own.
Will you please come and wrap your arms around me and whisper to my heart that we will be okay?
But God whispers: take my yoke upon you for it is light.
Lord, it doesn’t feel light.
But the Lord’s yoke is a shared yoke. Like two oxes plowing a field. So why my Lord, doesn’t it feel light when I’m sharing the burdens with you?
Lord, please come and wrap your arms around me. Tell me things will be okay.