One night I had a creepy dream. I had a baby, but refused to properly care for it. I was so neglectful that the baby died in an ocean! Good grief!
The weird part is that I walked around with a sense of guilt afterwards. How ridiculous! But then again I have a tendency to take on false guilt and then blame others when I am truly at fault.
I pray that the Lord will give me a realistic view of godly accountability.
Also, my struggling heart and mind are trying to learn to trust and surrender my full weight upon God and God alone. May I not only bow my head and bend my knee unto God, but may I also reveal my back to Him knowing that He will have my back and will not betray me.
May I allow the blood of the Lamb to be applied to my life and may I stay within its protection and cleansing every second of every day.
I pray that God will train my willfulness into HIS hands so that I will run to HIM and STAY in His capable embrace.
I don’t to struggle in my false sense of independence, but I want to find my niche in God’s shoulder… that perfect place to rest my head. I desire my heart to beat in the same rhythm with His and to serve others with love, humility and patience that acknowledges HIS presence in my life.
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