Lord feel me... my eyes are swelling and my utterance is jumbled this I know but my heart is pure and in your hands... I'm guided only with you in mind and in my mind my light is you in my heart my light is you in my life my guidance is you... you are my only road map to conciliation. You are my hold on the sanctity I often feel ripped from my grip I'm grabbing at the ripped pieces piecing together my "supposed to be" here i am 30 and I just need to do for me so my family can say yes "that is our baby. our proud soldier. God keep her & lead her & do through her what many have forgotten is the way of you"
Now I understand thou shall not kill... lord I understand... and I know with you there is no judgment and trust me when I say I only aim to protect not to conquer and injure and I pray lord you keep me. keep me lord I pray you keep me away from death caused by hands at the unnecessary fortuitous disposal of man.
*bows head*
"our father who art in heaven; hallowed by thy name..."
Now Lord I've once read the following::
Taking into account its structure, flow of subject matter and emphases, one interpretation[5] of the Lord's Prayer is as a guideline on how to pray rather than something to be learned and repeated by rot
Deliver me from evil lord even if it be my own hands and mind... I've used this guideline and practiced many prayer lines. I need this call to you to protect me and thank you Lord. Thank you for all you've given me and every breath I've been fortunate and proud to breathe. I'm sending up this soldiers prayer...
Amen!
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