Proverbs

Proverbs
You are in control of my ship—Lord Jehovah Jesus: Steer it with grace, favor, and mercy
God’s arms are welcome for those who love him.
Lord I surrender myself to your will and purpose in my life.
When you think—use God for possibilities according to his divine will.
Don’t despair or be in anguish—it needs very little time for God to raise you up.
God hears the prayers of the humble and the meek.
Lord: turn my tears of grief into tears of joy.
A small and gentle voice that speaks to you is the voice of God.
God’s time is a beautiful mystery—it is the most perfect time.
Embrace God with your heart and he will give you more than you ask for.
Let your days be filled with blessing and your nights be a joy of gentle sleep.
Allow God’s way in your life.
Be thankful to God for the mercies given.
The depth that God has is deeper than the oceans and taller than the mountains.
God’s love is a divine precious gem.
God has a beautiful heart.
Clothes of heaven have the garment of mercy.
God is a son that walks with me.

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Melancholic Epistle

A Melancholic Epistle

I don’t know why I am writing this epistle. My being is plagued with the sadness of the heart. Stones weep and pillars cry. Emotion is like a knife piercing the artery. My family has become a cold shoulder. Nature itself speaks the solitude of sadness. Winter has settled in the body. Angst after angst, when will the captain of my ship give me a burden that I can bear. Fortune has hit the flesh and has battered and bruised it. I am Job’s shadow personality. I don’t know what’s happening to me. Can I have the doors of a window to help me? Can I have the patience to bear my sorrow? When will I be rid of doubt? When will Grace and Mercy be a part of my heart? When will all prayers be answered? When will my marrow of doubt and indecision be removed? Commonsense is rude jester playing a cruel joke. I am worrying about being helpless. When will life be smooth for me? Faith, redeem me into your oasis. Yes I live with the hope that tomorrow will be a better day. The junk of daylight cripples me. The tatterdemalion of night stands as my obstruction. Eternity with God, don’t be curfew of the darkest night. Philosophies of the world offer me no solace. Sometimes I doubt about my worldview. When can I live without being sad? When will hope live its fondest dream in me? When will character recognize the art in me? When can I understand the esoteric mystery of heaven? Oh God, grant me the solitude to take one day at a time. Teach me your patience and your virtues. Oh God Jehovah Jesus let worry not plague my life in the days to come. Be easy on my heart. Cheer my heart with a new horizon of faith away from the dark clouds of skepticism. Though know my being perfectly, the inner man in me. Make me and mould me according to your will. Drain my angst out of my shrunken body. Freeze my daylight worries. Shrink my fear of being alone in a desolate night. Dear God Jehovah Jesus, let me wake up with a new heart.