Poppa with sincere Heart to respond to our cries, I lift my thoughts to
You.
I see other broken hearts besides just my own.
Screaming from our justified stand, out comes
our truth covered in the souls language “I am right.” Frown lines upon our brow, we offer to clean
up the world for you. Striking at a
target with hopes it will ease the pain of offenses, or give eye for eye or
tooth for tooth satisfaction.
Unable to
catch the story of Jesus going to the tax collectors home for dinner attitude,
we scream…. but it is our taxes he is taking..!!! I can’t sit beside him, he is killing me.
Take us deep into the love note written on
the ground to the women caught in her sin.
Show us how to tell each other, “GO AND SIN NO MORE!”
Love me so deeply that I weep for others when
they sin against me, not scheme steps to make them fall like they made me fall.
I see pain, pain so buried in self-protection
rather than God protected; it discolors the face with deformed gladness. Blinded
is the one it claims, only seen by others around them as it carries out the
poison of their soul.
Jesus came to
bring peace on earth, truth to replace confusion.
When we decide it is time to overthrow the
money-changers, help us make sure first we have given time after time for
hearts to hear the Way of love as vividly exposing our lifestyle.
Shower us in Your unmerited love and favor so
that we are so plump we cannot help but spill it over to others in our life. Love that saves us from destruction we seem
to head for.
Keep praying Jesus,
keep
praying for my mind to be like Yours,
for my walk to express God’s love,
for my
talk be only
the Words of Poppa’s.
