Lord over my life,
You are behind my every breath.
You know me more intimately
than I know myself.
With a troubled mind,
I cry out to you,
In a way familiar to all of those,
Who struggle with being human.
Lord, consider my predicament,
Search me and show me,
In what way do I err?
What must I do to once again
Feel your love, grace, and peace?
“As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts.” (Isaiah 55:9)
You have created a universe,
So expansive and complex,
That no man could ever fathom
You see smaller than the microscopes
And bigger than the telescopes
And all this with ease – such ease,
That you can sustain a universe,
For ten thousand years.
“Great is our Lord, and mighty in power; His understanding is infinite” (Psalm 147:5)
Lord, I’m so confused.
Moral decisions trouble me
Personalities trouble me
Circumstances trouble me
I am greatly grieved in my spirit
For I know not what I should do.
I feel an oppressive canopy
Over my mind
A ceiling that is solid
That you are holding in place.
It must be you, Lord,
Despite what others say,
For you have shown me,
You are in control of all things.
“Our God is in the heavens; He does all that He pleases.” (Psalm 115:3)
Perhaps you have sent Satan to test me,
As I know others will suggest,
But you have revealed to me, Lord,
That you have power over all things,
The forces of good, and the forces of evil.
“The LORD works out everything to its proper end – even the wicked for a day of disaster” (Proverbs 16:4)
Perhaps it is for my protection
And part of a much grander plan
That you oppress my spirit.
Yet in this moment it troubles me
I fear I am acting incorrectly
That your wrath may be lurking
That you might unleash uncertainty
Or calamity, or disease, or distress
On my weak and troubled soul.
Do not punish me, Lord,
For I cannot act outside your will.
Please be merciful Lord,
Do not punish your own handiwork.
I am angry at this world, Lord God,
But I beg of you,
Do not let me ever be angry with You.
Be my hope and my security,
Hear my crying, see my tears,
And comfort me.
Assure me once again,
That you love me,
That everything will be okay.
“And we know that all things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are called according to His purpose.” (Romans 8:28)
Lord, send an Angel,
To encamp around me
And protect me
That would seek to rob me
Of Your peace.
Give me wisdom,
Give me guidance,
Give me assurance,
“Call on Me in the day of trouble; I will deliver you, and you shall glorify Me.” (Psalm 50:15)
Let it be so. Amen.