September 28, 2010

• My Heart Burns

  It’s late and her light still burns and my heart burns for her. As the minutes slowly roll by my heart reaches out to the One who can meet her needs and who can do for her more than I can.  Prayers for encouragement, strength, wisdom and wise choices.  Asking my Father for opportunities to connect with her and be there for her.  Sleep embraces me and I rest, and I rest in Him.

  New days bring new opportunities, never scheduled, and mostly unexpected…and in the busyness of the morning she needs me, she needs to talk and so as I sit on the end of her bed, everything else can wait as she pours out her heart to me, answered prayer from my Father, thank you.   

  And then she has to be gone, work and studies await her and I pray that the burden is lighter and that somewhere a flame of hope flickers stronger again.  

  For this reason I kneel before the Father…I pray that out of His glorious riches He will strengthen her with power through His Spirit in her inner being,  that Christ may dwell in her heart through faith.  And I pray that she may be rooted and established in love, and may know how great His love is for her, this love that surpasses knowledge – that she may be filled to the full measure of the fullness of God.  Eph 3:14-19

  My heart burns with thankfulness.  He knows the desires of our hearts, hears our spoken and unspoken words and delights in showing His love.

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