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A sinner’s prayer

 

Lord,
I am a sinner,
Not fit to touch your hem,
Yet you have come 
To heal my soul, 
Instead of to condemn. 

Lord,
I am a sinner,
Not fit to loose your shoe,
Yet you have come 
To make me whole, 
So I can be like you. 

Lord,
I am a sinner,
Not fit to kiss your feet,
Yet you have come
To rescue me,
And make my joy complete.

 

References

God have mercy on me, a sinner (Luke 18:13; NIV).

Suddenly, a woman […] touched them hem of his garment. For she said to herself, “If only I may touch his garment, I shall be made well (Matthew 9:20-21; NKJV).

One mightier than I is coming, whose sandal strap I am not worthy to loose (Luke 3:16; NKJV).

From the time I first came in, she has not stopped kissing my feet (Luke 7:45; NLT).

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Oneness

“My thoughts are nothing like your thoughts,” says the Lord. “And my ways are far beyond anything you could imagine” (Isaiah 55:8; NLT).

We can’t even imagine the greatness of his power (Job 37:5; NLT).

Whoever is united with the Lord is one with him in spirit (1 Corinthians 6:17; NIV).

 

Lord,
You are greater
Than I can ever imagine,

Yet my hands
Are your hands,

My feet
Are your feet,

My heart
Is your heart,

And my soul
Is your soul –

For we
Are one.

 

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Kiss and betray

The traitor, Judas, had given them a prearranged signal: “You will know which one to arrest when I greet him with a kiss” (Matthew 26:48; NLT).

Her sister, Mary, sat at the Lord’s feet, listening to what he taught (Luke 10:39; NLT).

 

Lord,
I kiss and betray you
Every day –
Like Judas.

Instead,
May I sit at your feet
To learn from you –
Like Mary.

 

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The tree of life

Her sister, Mary, sat at the Lord’s feet, listening to what he taught (Luke 10:39; NLT).

In the middle of the garden he placed the tree of life (Genesis 2:9; NLT).

Be still before the LORD and wait patiently for him (Psalm 37:7; NIV).

Be silent before the LORD, all humanity (Zechariah 2:13; NLT).

I pray for you constantly, asking God, the glorious Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, to given you spiritual wisdom and insight so that you might grow in your knowledge of God (Ephesians 1:17; NLT).


Lord,
I sit at your feet
Beneath the tree of life,
In stillness,
And in silence,

Fixing my mind,
And heart,
And soul
On you,

So I can listen to your teaching,
And grow in wisdom, love,
And understanding,
Day by day.

Amen.

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I sit at your feet

Her sister, Mary, sat at the Lord’s feet, listening to what he taught (Luke 10:39; NLT).

All the while, you will grow as your learn to know God  better and better (Colossians 1:10; NLT).

“You must worship the LORD your God and serve only him” (Matthew 4:10; NLT).

But when you pray, go away by yourself, shut the door behind you, and pray to your Father in private (Matthew 6:6; NLT).


Lord,
May I sit at your feet,
To listen,
Learn,
Worship,
And pray
Forever.

Through Jesus’ name,
Amen.

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THE ROCK

The rock

He lifted me out of the slimy pit, out of the mud and mire; he set my feet on a rock and gave me a firm place to stand (Psalm 40:2; NLT).

“The LORD is my rock, my fortress, and my saviour” (2 Samuel 22:2; NLT).


Lord,
Thank you
For loving me,
Saving me,
And setting my feet securely
On the rock
Of your presence.

I can never
Repay you –
Only love you in return,
With all my heart.

Through Jesus’ name,
Amen.

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Surfing

Surfing

Deep calls to deep in the roar of your waterfalls; all your waves and breakers have swept over me (Psalm 42:7; NIV).

The mighty waters engulfed me; I was buried beneath your wild and stormy waves (Jonah 2:3; NLT).

But mightier than the violent raging of the seas, mightier than the breakers on the shore – the LORD above is mightier than these (Psalm 93:4; NLT).

Kings will stand speechless in his presence (Isaiah 52:15; NLT).


Lord,
In contemplation,
I surf my breathing.

Again and again,
I try to catch a wave
And ride it towards you;
But a sea of problems
Swamps me,
Dragging me down
Into the depths.

Yet,
From time to time,
The surge lifts me up,
Sweeping me effortlessly
Into your presence,
And dropping me at your feet,
Where I am lost for words.

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