Heavenly Father, even King David hurt and lodged a complaint before You in prayer. Psa 42:5 "Why are you cast down, O my soul, and why are you in turmoil within me? Hope in God; for I shall again praise him, my salvation." He went on to say that he shall again praise You because he knew You were his salvation. I have not arrived there yet.
Lord, I can't get to the praise realm when all I feel is sorrow and depression. I need a divine touch from You. To say I am disquieted and in turmoil would only scratch the surface. My emotional wounds are deep. My pain and unrest are unbearable. I cannot find the release of this situation.
I shouldn't turn to You last as I have. I should have stopped all activity and wrestled with You in prayer as Jacob did to get his blessing. I know there is no hope outside of Your divine comfort. I have sought people and advice. I have cried and even inwardly screamed. I have done everything humanly possible to release this burden to You. I now declare that this situation is Yours. I give it to You and I will not take it back. Jesus said to come unto Him and He would give rest. I rest in Jesus, the Master of my life, and I ask for realization and evidence that I will be restored, and made whole again, and move on from this dark valley.
When unbelief creeps in, alert me. When doubts assail me, speak to me. When I desire to take this burden back, prevent me. When the devil rears his ugly head at me, protect me. This sorrow is now Yours. Heal me Lord, and let me go on with my life. Give me the ability to praise You and know the fullness of joy You have promised believers. I pray through Jesus' name, the One who died for us so that we might have life. Amen
Posted at 02:04 am by editor