Teach me Jesus how to Pray
Im calling out to you Lord.
Standing in the need of prayer
Your leading me on a journey of foreign land. As I look around, I recognize nothing.
My fingers are cold. My lips are trembling. My soul feels isolated but not alone.
The trees of my ancestors gather splendidly. The harmonious birds never cease. The glorious sun hovers as the clouds shield and protect. Letting go of mists of rain that shower my spirit whole.
Listening to wayward wind that has exposed all my sins. Striping me naked and howling you've been forgiven.
Yet.
Which way do I go?
Navigate.
Comfort.
Drag me into the land you promised Jacob. The fruitful land of milk and honey.
Please don't confuse my trepidation. I am ready. I will tap into the warriors from my bloodline. I will trample anything that gets in my way. I am weak therefore you are strong.
I see splendor and grace. I feel the thorn in my flesh that you sent to remind me. Never will I forget oh Lord. Only by the Grace of God am I here
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