Dear God…
Dear God,
The silent nights get too lonely and sad. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not that I don’t enjoy the peace and quiet but I wish I wouldn’t be caught up in my own thoughts most of the time.
Honestly, they scare me sometimes…my thoughts…
I think of my evil ways and I imagine hell fire. Then my mind glides swiftly to the very few times I did good to people without expecting anything in return and my feeble and corrupt mind finds a consolatory heaven.
My uncertainty about life consumes my dreams and to see your impeccable vision for my life through the murk seems almost impossible.
So I pray you — be the perfection within my ugly flaws, my sobriety in all life’s chaos and never let me wander off lest I fall prey to the world’s insatiable yet ephemeral cravings.
Remind me daily of 2 Corinthians 12:9, that your grace is sufficient for me and your power is made perfect in my weakness; of Jeremiah 29:11, that your plans are to prosper me, to give me hope and a future; of Isaiah 54:10, that even though my life may be in pieces, your love for me remains unshaken.
I do not expect to smile throughout the new year but I pray for grace to carry me through it all. Above all, let the world bear witness to your perfect will.
