Fill me O Lord with your Spirit. Lead me to the rock that's higher than I. Bend me and remould me. Till I be like thee. Consider my ways, and have pity on me. For I have sinned and gone astray. Desiring to please myself and not you. Seeking for glory where there is none. Whom have I beside you? Without you, there is no me. Whatever I seek is embedded in you. Your ways are perfect and just. I thought I could do it my way. I felt you were too slow. So I decided to give it a try. O what failure I encountered. Indeed its not by power, or by might. But by your Spirit O Lord. Teach me to be patient and wait on you. For your ways are not my ways, your thoughts not my thoughts.
John 15:16 “You did not choose me, but I chose you and appointed you so that you might go and bear fruit—fruit that will last—and so that whatever you ask in my name the Father will give you.”
