I have realized that sometimes, when I sin, I am being impatient with the Lord and his timing. When I break his commandments, I am acting as if there is another way to get what I want or need. In reality, there is no other way. Regardless of what I may think, his way is the only way to get what I truly need. His plans and vision are far greater than mine. Accepting that and living by his commandments makes life the best it can possibly be; for that is what God wants for each of us, that life may be as beautiful and full as possible.
Dearest Lord
Dearest Lord,
The Father of my
soul,
I am sorry
For what I have done
again.
It seems as if I draw nigh unto
Thee
Only to fall from Thy grace;
Only to commit the same sin,
Over
and over.
Thou hast blessed me so much;
Made my life a dream better than my
own;
Yet, I am unhappy
Not with Thee,
But with Thy timing.
I lack the faith to believe in Thy
promises;
To really grasp the blessings
Afforded those who
wait.
It seems faith and impatience
Are pinned against each other.
To wait is to believe.
To sin, is to doubt.
To
settle.
To rely on the carnal now
As if, Thou doest not exist,
And it all matters
not.
How could I entertain such
thoughts?
Let alone indulge in sin?
I know the truth:
Thou art my God.
Thou hast a plan for me.
Thou hast the power and the means
To accomplish Thy
plans.
Thou art pure and holy.
Thou art ever nigh.
Thou knowest all.
And Thou offerest salvation.
Hope.
Mercy.
Redemption.
Healing.
How can I lose faith in Thee?
For Thou art my joy and my
happiness.
My joy is not in far off promises
Or even in instant gratification,
It is in the fact that Thou lovest
me
And gave Thy life for me
That I might have life
More real and abundant
Than I had ever
known.
Thou art my happiness.
Thou art my goal.
Thou art my strength.
I will no longer be impatient,
For it mattereth not
If Thy promises come today or
tomorrow
For I have Thee
now.
Thou art the true blessing.
On Thee I rely.
No longer will indulge in this sin,
No longer will I deny Thy existence
To satisfy this lust.
I will believe.
I will be Thy child.
For Thou art the Father of my soul.
Thou art my
dearest Lord.
Jack Shirley
