"MY LETTERS TO GOD": June 2021

Monday, June 7, 2021

What would I say my title for this prayer would be, Lord? “Where Have I Been?” Years ago…..a song entitled, “ I JUST CAME TO TALK TO YOU, LORD!”. I remember what a great song title it was…..even the words resonated with thousands of people besides me. We all fail at times. Most of us never do enough. And….as You have always pointed out to me through scriptures and preachers and teachers…..I know, dear One….it isn’t all about me. What we want, what we think we need……what we like or don’t like…..where we want to go…..or don’t want to go…..on and on and on.

I wonder if you get tired of all my requests. Or my complaints. I’m pretty sure we’ve discussed this before. Either in jest or in a whining tone. As I’ve aged I do wonder where I land on the scale of one to ten of where my heart is …..in the wanting and needing of the things of life.

Even in my loss of the love of my life…. I have seen how you have blessed me. How You have given me so many things….things I’ve never asked for and You’ve provided. You’ve known me and still…..You love me. I give You praise. And many “thank you’s “ from a grateful heart.

As I continue to serve You, my hope is letting others see Jesus in me. Doing that, with Your helping me is my goal. Can You show me, in my day to day, how to do exactly that interaction. What is my job? How do I use my speech? How do I exemplify You, dear One, without being annoying to others? Or, should I not worry about that? Teach me, dear Lord…..to follow Your direction.

“I will serveThee, because I love Thee….You have given life to me. I was nothing before You found me…You have given life to me. Heartaches, broken pieces…..ruined lives are why You died on Calvary….Your love was what I’ve longed for….You have given life to me.”

Long ago…..You gave these words to encourage us to do Your work. Thank You, Lord, for the confidence You have in (us)……me.

All I write…..is in the name of Jesus. Amen.

Introduction to "My Letters To God"

My letters to God came about by my need to communicate with Him on a regular basis. I needed to, as a christian, a wife and a mother notwithstanding, pray every day. As a young mother I found myself almost continually interrupted by my two little girls. All for necessary and legitimate reasons. You and I both know satan uses every trick in the book to keep us from communing with God and I felt that he was definately getting the upperhand. So, one day out of sheer desperation, I grabbed a sheet of paper or a notebook (I don't remember) and began to scribble out a prayer for God to come and rescue me. I needed to tell Him EXACTLY how I felt. I needed Him and felt that this was my only recourse. Invariably, before I started writing, when I was interrupted I hardly ever would go back to my devotion time. I'd forget where I was in my prayertime and it all seemed futile.....after all, the wash had to be done, the beds had to be made, baths needed to be taken care of.....etcettera.....etcettera....etcettera. After the first attempt, I tried it again and again until this wonderful habit was formed for me. I could literally stop mid-sentence and almost always go back , and pick up where I had left off. As I found my time with God lengthening because of my determination to do this, it ended up being my solace. Even with two more daughters and a son as the years went by. I often found that it was truly a wonderful thing when I would search for a word that described what I REALLY felt. Many times in my prayertime prior to this , I would skim over the

hard parts that would express my angst to Him sort of mumbling, "Lord, you know what I mean.....". I was so terribly desperate to express how I really felt. To that, I could only tell Him in my tears and fears and frustration hoping He would still love me. I'd reread sometimes and find that I was alot meaner than I knew He would be pleased with.....or, I was not as bad as I believed I was.

Writing to God has followed me into the years that the world says are the "senior years". It doesn't matter to me. As long as I can hold a pen and write Him all of my heart thoughts, the "mind stealers" will not deter me. I am determined to be God's instrument. I will blow my horn for Him as long as He gives me breath!

As I share my letters with you, past and present, may you find in Him the solace that you need. He will give that to each of us. This is my prayer.

"MY LETTERS TO GOD"

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Monday, June 7, 2021

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