(Originally written May 23, 2005)
This is the first time I have journaled my thoughts in a long time. I truly want this to become a habit, to be therapeutic like writing songs for me is. The difference between that release and this is that I want this to become a dialogue between you and I. My first request Lord is this: I want and need to be stretched. Stretch me physically, emotionally and most importantly spiritually. I need to be re-immersed in your love. I crave doctrine for my own personal vanity and curiosity, but your love I desire to grow in. This journal needs to be love letters from me to you. Help me by showing me things I need from you in your word. Keep me accountable and diligent in reading and adhering to your word. Without your help, I will waste this opportunity with these young people. Don't let me squander a chance for you to shine in their lives. Help me to be a mirror so I can reflect you on them. But help me to absorb as much of you as a human possibly can. God, I am going to this as open as I can. Fill the pages of this journal with your wisdom so I can be loved and so that I can share this love. I don't really know what I'm asking for, I just know I need to get it from you. Help me Jesus. Help me.
The Prodigal Son,
Chris
