My Prayer
Just below the waterfall where the rippling stream becomes content to lazily flow downward, I met my God….on the stone bench among the tiny wild flowers I sat and communed with Him…He being the the blessed sacrificed and risen Savior Jesus the Christ. While the gentle wind rustles the leaves on the trees trailing up the mountainside in harmonious chimes, I gave to Him my memories of pain, regret, resentment, anguish, anger, remorse and hatred…I surrendered to Him my past with its failures and He, as only He can do, reminded me also of the good times, the right decisions, the effort exerted to please Him…I came to Him with a load of regrets…He took them and allowed them to flow into the stream of water. They quickly disappeared toward the deep sea never to be seen again…
Now as a trusting friend I will walk with you God, in new faith and resolve. Not fearing! Trusting You to guide me to the top of the mountain, step by step. Each moment drawing me closer to you…and your Divine purpose…let this be my prayer….In Jesus’ Holy Name!!!!!
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