Dear God,
I am thankful for who you're today. I examine myself and I will never understand why I ever came to your mind. Why you chose me. God i have so many questions but at the same time I am speechless. I do not know where to begin my conversation with you in this letter. But I am committing to what I have set my mind on this week. So far I been praying in the morning at 5 and 10 at night. I just want to thank you for the mind, will, and the power of prayer. I realize today how I don't spend enough time in prayer and there were so many things that you wanted to revealed to me. I hope God to grow stronger in my prayer life and in my communication with you...and that it will be honest.
As I am writing this letter to you there are other things I wonder. Tykhia and I went to the Infusion Tea Spa in Brighton yesterday after church. And she asked this question: If we can spend the day with someone dead or alive who would it be?
At first I didn't really know what my answer would be and when I asked her, she said: Jesus. That amazed me because that never crossed my mind and as I am writing this letter that is what I am wondering.
How would it be like if you was sitting here with me face-to-face. What would I say? How will the conversation go? Would we have a deep conversation about my life...would you tell me everything about me that I didn't know? What advice would you give me? (Even though I can find them also in your word.) Lord especially...what can I learn about you? Or would we sit there and laugh. Would you pet me on the head and tell me how beautiful I am and that I need to stop worrying? God I wouldn't know...is that how heaven is going to be like? An eternity by your side...hmmers Lord I can't wait and little do I know it...you're already here right now. And even though I may not get to see you face to face as I am writing to you now I realize that I don't need to...because everyday you give me advices through people, worship, your word. They are not just advices but they're my survival guide. You show me through prayer new things about myself and you continue to fill me with your wisdom and understanding.
I love being with you. I love it.
Love your daughter, Mandy
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