In Our Suffering, Lord Be Near: A 5-Day Devotionalنموونە

Shattered,

I bring myself to the foot of the throne.

Piece by piece,

I drag all that I have to the Father.

With my last ounce of energy,

I fall at the feet of my King.

I cannot lift my head;

I cannot raise a finger.

Wholly imperfect,

all that I have is a broken spirit.

This is me, Father.

All that I have,

I give to You.

All that I am is Yours.

In this world,

I have nothing.

In this body,

I have no hope.

But in you, O Lord,

I will carry on.

For I see now, so clearly,

that I am a foreigner,

a traveler in a place that is not my home.

If this were my home,

I would not wish to stay here.

But my home is in Your arms, O God,

my shelter is in Your presence.

My refuge is Your right hand;

my comfort is in Your light.

I am an infant,

a wanting child,

full of tears and needs,

of which I cannot fulfill on my own.

So here I lie.

To be in Your presence is all that I want:

to be close,

to be near

to my Almighty Father.

Scoop me up in Your strong and mighty hands;

bring me close so that I can feel Your warmth.

Wrap me up in Your robes;

hold me tight.

Here is where I wish to be,

so here I will stay.

Silent, in solitude,

I will have all that I need if I am here with You.

Amen.