give me words to speak, a life to live

dear God,

Your name be lifted high. to You, what man is righteous? what man can be considered awesome or perfect? God, surely not me. but how great it is to be in Your presence, to be blessed with the sensation of Your love and even Your chastening, to be Fathered by You. to have a close friend and a refuge in storms of all sorts, sound counsel and wisdom - You are my provision, an open heart and ear, a kind word, a soft voice. i'm glad that You aren't an obnoxious voice - for You don't need me for Your own strength, but yet You are wholly given to me.

God, I ask that You would turn my life around, make it all about You. i pray that, in everything, i remember that none of this has anything to do with me, that my righteousness is like a filthy rag. may only You be seen in me, for my glory is like a vapor, like a flower passing away.

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back home in Tulsa for a couple of days, first time this semester (though i've been to dallas and Florida). it seems like it's been so long - but really, i guess it's only been a little more than two months. everything is good, i can't complain. i guess i'm just kinda hit with softness though. i want my life to be a testimony to Him, to be something He can be proud of, delight in, enjoy. may He have my all...