This is my prayer. Oh the number of times I have failed Him.
When I think that sleep is more important.
When my desire to please others precedes my desire to please my Savior.
When my own happiness or selfish ambitions come before seeking Him.
My heart has heard you say, “Come and talk with me.”
But I’ve walked away. I’ve found something else to do.
If His grace was an ocean, I would be sinking.
I am so undeserving… but His mercies are new. They are constant.
Lord, I am coming.
