Saturday, June 8, 2013

Abba God, Daddy God


Oh, Abba, man does not know you. He contrives himself many blind gods and guides with hearts of stone.

 
Gethsemane by Carl Block 1805


Abba God, Daddy God, I come to you early in the night to pray. I bow myself low in spirit to you, although my body will no longer bend for me.

I cannot pray for myself and all my aging cares and pains and body trembles. That's not your way to pray, I trust myself to you.

I have so many joys for which I do praise. A godly wife who is my friend and queen. She cares for me day by day, amazingly. A comfortable, clean old house in which to rest and watch your birds and your works of nature all around, the trees, the bushes, the grass, the wild flowers, waving in the breeze.

No, I pray with you for the loneliness of man and send up sweet incense where I may. I am your servant to obey.

I know your power to dispel great storms, hurricanes, tornadoes, raging forest fires, with a word. But I must pray for the earth's great storm, man. I see men, women, and children in scorn, the treasures of your eye. These need your Light in different ways.

We are fearfully and wonderfully made, way beyond the ideas of the mind. The mind fails, but the heart is life. So as my prayers are answered with you, I must pray through hearts and souls to open the doors of Truth.

You, Abba, are the Way, the Truth, the Life. From birth, man's way is to seek and take. God's way is to love and give. Man must learn this by death before the gasping comes. He is not alone. He is never alone. Oh, Abba, man does not know you. He contrives himself many blind gods and guides with hearts of stone. He needs your Light to shine the Way to your Truth to your Life. May the knowledge of your Glory cover the nations of the Earth.

Abba, bless these prayers today with other brothers and sisters and now make miracles for man.

Blessings,
   Bill


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