Nothing I do today will surprise you God. My day is already mapped out by you. You’ll be there the whole time I am cleaning the floors, dusting the shelves. You’ll be nodding in time to the music I play while I vacuum because I know you like the Newsboys too. You know my every ache and pain, my every small complaint,
my every praise, my every prayer.
You will smile at things that make me smile because you know that smiling is just another way to give you praise. You peer inside the dark chambers of my soul, that place where I have pulled the curtain over. You throw a spotlight on all those places, Lord. They don’t scare you.
You know about the eight pounds I am trying to lose.
You also see the things I hold back from you (as if I really could), things I clutch tightly too for fear of losing them. I think if I hold on too tight you will test me by taking them away. Take them Lord! If I had to I could live without every single one,
But I could never live without you.
All around me, I see the glory of your creation. You seem to love taking my breath away.
When I close my eyes I can imagine all of our prayers playing on Heaven’s giant ticker tape.
Thank you for caring about all my secret heartaches and fears. You know every one. Bind up my wounds with your precious oil.
And thank you, Abba Father, for loving me no matter what.