The scorching sun forced beads of sweat trickle down my spine. The intense heat made my head spin. No matter how fast I ran, the scenes of yesterday keep flashing back in my little brain. For the whole morning and afternoon and evening, I simply can't get it out of my mind...
I know that the Lord is putting me to a time of trial. I don't know where the Lord is leading me. I just follow. Many times, I feel like running away from the Lord, but knowing that like Jonah, no matter how many times he fled from the Lord, Jonah was still brought back in the stomach of a whale. Unbelievable? It really did happen. If it were God's will, no matter how far I ran, I will still land at the place where the Lord wanted me to be.
I know that I'm the clay and have to endure great pressure and heat before the Potter can mould me to be the person He wanted me to be.
Now I'm in the midst of enduring emotional upheaval through a whole series of tests. I'm in the verge of breakdown. Lord, when will this ever end?
My prayers...
Lord, my head is feverish from worrying.
Lord, my voice is breaking as I cried out to you.
Lord, eyes are swollen from overflowing tears.
Lord, I would love to have an answer.
Lord, I'm longing to rest.
Lord, I'm tired and weary.
Lord, I would like to stop searching.
Lord, you know what is in my heart...
Lord, I pray for peace and a good night's rest
Lord, I lift up my worries unto you
Lord, I am the clay and you are the Potter.
Lord, please mould me to the person you want me to be
Lord, I love you
In the almighty name of Jesus, I pray.
Amen.
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