I start my prayer thinking that God is going to hear the most honest prayer He has ever heard. I mean, when He hears this prayer He is going to bless me with incredible favour and the world will know what I am and in my heart I know I am.
So, I ask God to look at me from the inside out. Why not? I am walking the road He has charted for me and since I know the way, God and I are on good terms. He can even surprise me in the middle of the night and He will only find me just as I said I am. I would say that my words show my spiritual maturity.
It’s not that I am arrogant or think I can manipulate God to get my way. I am trying to make sure I am doing things God’s way, following His Word. I may sound like I’m running, but I am only putting one foot in front of the other and I’m not giving up.
I call only on God because I’m sure I will get an answer. It’s like I’m supposed to paint grace-graffiti on the fences, take in frightened children who are running from neighbourhood bullies.
He is keeping His eye on me, hiding me under His feathers like a mother hen. Me – I plan on looking at God. When I get up, I’ll see Him in His fullness and live heaven on earth.