Walking the Passage: Father, Into Your hands

Saturday, January 25, 2014

Father, Into Your hands

Father, into Your hands....

The psalmist prayed it...

Jesus prayed it...

Tonight and for all days forward it becomes my prayer...

Father, Abba.... Father.. Into Your hands I commit..... the prayer continues my spirit.... my cry is my everything...

Into your hands I commit....

All that is precious to me...

All that I love

All that I would want to cling to

All I am afraid to leave there in those most magnificent hands...

ALL....

Father.. tonight.. tomorrow and for every day that I have breathe... Into those hands.. Into YOUR hands I commit EVERYTHING...

My soul aches … I hunger for your presence... Only one thing that I ask and that is that which seek to dwell in YOUR house all the days of my life... That I reside within the palm of your hands and nothing can pluck me from that place .. upon those truths I rest... within that truth I reside...

Into your hands I commit my affections, my sorrows, my fears, my defeats, my victories, my pleasures, my gains, my losses, my loved ones, my enemies, past, present, future.. Into those hands I commit all

1 comment:

sechrist69 said...: Wow, I pray that along with you! I can so feel your heart, and relate to this. This morning in worship my heart was crying out come of these very phrases. There is a longing for change, a longing for more, a longing to go deeper, a longing for encounters that bring experiences of security in insecurities, boldness and courage. I time of freedom and safe exploration. A time that will bring my story alive with joy, goodness and peace for my self and others. Thank you for posting your hearts cry.; January 26, 2014 at 12:10 PM

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One of my Favorite Narnian Quotes...

“One word, Ma’am,” he said, coming back from the fire; limping because of the pain. “One word. All you’ve been saying is quite right, I shouldn’t wonder. I’m a chap who always liked to know the worst and then put the best face I can on it. So I won’t deny any of what you said, even so. Suppose we have only dreamed, or made up, all those things – trees and grass and sun and moon and stars and Aslan himself. Suppose we have. Then all I can say is that, in that case, the made-up things seem a good deal more important than the real ones. Suppose this black pit of a kingdom of yours is the only world. Well, it strikes me as a pretty poor one. And that’s a funny thing, when you come to think of it. We’re just babies making up a game, if you’re right. But four babies playing a game can make a play-world that makes you real world hollow. That’s why I’m going to stand by the play-world. I’m on Aslan’s side even if there isn’t any Narnia. So, thanking you kindly for our supper, if these two gentlemen and the young lady are ready, we’re leaving your court at once and setting out in the dark to spend our lives looking for the Overland.

A Brilliant Quote from Marianne Williamson

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate,

but that we are powerful beyond measure.

It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.

We ask ourselves, "Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?"

Actually, who are you not to be?

You are a child of God.

Your playing small does not serve the world.

There is nothing enlightening about shrinking

so that others won't feel unsure around you.

We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us.

It is not just in some of us; it is in every one.

As we let our light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.