God, I’m overwhelmed and exhausted. I hurt everywhere. I’m frustrated. Tired. Running on fumes. I don’t know what else to do but call out to you and say, “please help me!” When I ask you where my place is in life, in ministry, in marriage, your answer is always, “In my arms, my little one.” And I run to you, but shame and exhaustion and fear and rebellion try to hold me in places far away. And you answer, “You’re in my arms.”
I want to be in your arms, Lord.
You say, “Yes, be in my arms.”
I want you to be my all.
You say “I am your all in all.”
I’m tired, God. I’m confused. I’m lonely.
You reply, “I’m your rest. I’m your order. I’m your friend. I am here.”
You are here God. Tell the darkness to flee. Tell the world to be still. Tell my heart to feel you in the places you have never left. I am never alone. I am yours. From everlasting to everlasting.
Thank you for prayer, God. I feel you now. You re-calibrate me. You strengthen me. You are my breath, my life, my heart. Thank you, Daddy. Thank you for healing me.