Cloudy. Sometimes, your enthusiasm can be shrouded by the cloud of disappointment and discouragement.
Thunderstorm. At times, your motivation is derailed by the zipzap of all the activities around you.
Rain. Other times, you are just burdened by the pouring of workloads and expectation till you forget the joy of serving.
Lord, you are my tower of refuge. Where shall I go to when disappointment, discouragement, expectations and tasks seem intent on coming between my eyes and you? Lord, you are my strength. Lord, you are my comfort. You are the reason why I fight on. Because, oh Lord, you are the reason why I started anyway. If you don’t say stop, I shan’t stop. I am made but to please you.
Even if things were to not work as it should, I will still hang on and not give up. Lord I don’t need to know who else is for me, when I know you’re for me. I don’t need to depend on what others think if I know what you think. I don’t need to see others smile, if I know that you’re smiling. I don’t need to be afraid if I know that you’re going right before me.
Lord, I smile. I smile at your smile. I pray that I can always make you smile. I’m too silly. Sometimes I raise your eyebrows a lil. Sometimes you are forced to shake your head at what I do. Sometimes, my mind is everywhere bar on you. Sometimes, I try so hard to focus on you that I end up somewhere else. Sometimes, I don’t even listen to you anymore.
I’m silly. And you’re gracious. Way too gracious for me. I don’t deserve. Thank you. You’re amazing. I can’t stop. You have called. I will go. I want you to smile. Smile at me. Smile, Lord. Teach me. Discipline me. Why are you so patient with me? Why do you even care? Why do you even love me? Who am I? Why me? Wrong starting point. It’s Who Are You that matters. I cannot believe it. Lost in words. Lost in wonders. It’s you, Lord. It’s you. It’s your love. Your Love.
I surrender. These are all yours. And I can only worship you.
Father, here I am again.Waiting for your rainbow.