Dear Great I Am,
I come before you this evening, and my biggest prayer to you today is … That I want to be your man. God, I want to be your man. I want to be your man because my heart is yearning for you. My heart is yearning for your goodness and kindness. I want to know you more and more.
And I want to be her man. God, I only hope she still believes in the man I want to be. I only hope that she still believes in the man you are preparing me to be. The man who wants to grow old serving only you. As much as she sees a lot of fault in me, I hope you talk to her and let her know that you are just on a mission to make me fit for her. With all my flaws, with all the number of times I have fallen down, I pray you teach her to consider counting the number of times I rise up than the number of times I fall down.
Well, I know that at this late hours of the night the talk is cheap. But Lord, don’t give up on me. Don’t let go of my hands. I am scared of falling. I am tired or rather afraid of asking weird questions about us. But I just want to talk to you God. So dear Great I am, am I the right person? Can I really do this? Will I walk the valley of death and get through it? Well, Will Smith did it so I’m sure that I will pull through; in Pursuit of Happiness, I am here trying to free my conscience, I know you came into my life to make me understand that every choice has a consequence.
But what do I have to do to let go of this rejection. To let go of this pain, to let go of this deep inner feeling that tells me that I am the worst being that ever existed. I believe I am not what the world perceives me to be. I want to be a giving man. I want to really start living. God, I’m asking you to come change me, mold me, and transform me into the man you want me to be. Show me that with all my flaws as they judge me, I still can do it. I want to be him that you made me to be.
I just want to be like you. Walk and talk and even think like you. Because you are the only one I could ever look to. You have been teaching me to be like you. And if this life has anything to gain at all, I count it lost if I can’t hear you, feel you, because I need you and I just can’t walk this earth alone. Sometimes I recognize I am not my own, so before I fall, I need to hear you, feel you, as I live to make my boast in you alone.
With every breath I take, with every heartbeat, Sunrise and the moon lights in the dark streets, every glance, every dance, every note of an article I publish on this blog; it’s all a gift undeserved that I shouldn’t have known. Every day that I lie, every moment I covet, I’m just deserving to die and I’m just earning your judgment. I clearly know by now that, without the cross there’s only condemnation and if your holy son Jesus wasn’t executed there could be no celebration. So in times that are good and in times that are bad, for any times that I’ve had it all I will be glad. So therefore holy one I will boast in the cross, I boast in my pains, I will boast in the sunshine and boast in his reign (rain).
What’s my life if it’s not praising you? Another dollar in my bank account of vain pursuit! That count my life as any value or precious at all.
So dear Great I Am, let me finish my race, let me answer my call.
Let me have a moment with you.