fight, and pray for your fight

4/22/15

Father, grant me your power to fight, for my power is weak and my strength is dwindling, but You, Lord, are strong! Help me put on the full armor of God, so that I can stand up in these times of darkness. For there is mourning at night, but your joy comes in the morning, so may it come, and come ever so strongly. Grant me your joy, Father, grant me your peace.

I'm sick of seeing things for my glory and my entertainment. How do I teach myself that the path to joy is not one where I look inwardly and say what do I want, but it is one that I look outside of Jerusalem and say what do they need? Where is Christ at work and how can I be a part of that?

How can I tell myself that my joy is complete not when my bank account is full and my stomach is satisfied and my sexual desires are satiated, but when I see my Creator face to face. How do I teach myself this...without losing those things that I hold onto so tightly. I fear that I know the answer too well.

Catch me when I fall, Father, so I may rejoice in my sufferings to see You, father. 

Help me fight to see, Lord!