Broken I run to you,
Almost a year has transpired since my last post, and what a year it has been. God has been made even more real and has revealed Himself to me more than ever before.
His voice and presence are penetrating deep into my heart and life. He is constantly chipping away at my hard heart... His Holy Spirit is daily, moment by moment desiring to lead my thoughts, my words, my actions. The battle is raging within me. My soul longs for a divine appointment each day, yet I find my flesh pulling, tugging, doing everything it can to prevent me from truely breaking free, and surrendering my entire being to my Savior, Jesus Christ.
I find myself hungry and broken.
Hungry for that deep intimate personal relationship that I know I can have with God.
Broken because of my unwillingness to set aside my pride for the sake of the Cross.
My desire is Jesus Christ. To know Him more. To live a life that represents Him and brings Him glory. To set aside my flesh in the moment... when I am faced with a decision... flesh or spirit... To have an eternal impact on others... not because I desire the accolades or attention, but because I sincerely yearn for others to know God.
I am hungry and broken Lord. Fill me with your Spirit, mold me into your man.