Devour me if I am not

(Originally written June 15, 2005 in Talks with God)

The fronting ends here. My life has reached a boiling point. I can no longer hide behind things. Anger, depression and a loss of hope have arisen in me due to my Nazi-like team leader. Give me the strength and wisdom to deal with this. Equip me with the tools to fix the problems I see. Or give me the perseverance to overcome these trials. I opened to Isaiah, I will read it in its entirety. This is my oath to you. Please give me the message you want me to hear.

Lord,

I persist in rebellion. My head is injured and my heart afflicted. There is no soundness in me. I have wounds, welts and sores left un-bandaged. My words, my sacrifices have fallen on deaf ears. I have driven you away with my sin. My words are detestable offerings to you. My hands are full of blood. I will wash them clean by stopping doing what is wrong. I will seek justice and encourage the oppressed. Make my sins white as snow as you promised to Israel. Bless me if I am obedient. Devour me if I am not. Amen.

Lord,

Fill me with hope
Fill me with hope
Fill me with hope
I come to you
a broken man,
stripped of all
my pride and
dignity. I
cannot persevere
through these
trying days
alone. I need
you. I need hope.
Lord fill me with hope.
Please God, fill me with you.