Reblogged from Where There Is None.

Fill up these dry bones.

Joy- give me joy. Fill my heart with the joy of You. Today I seek your heart in the way you want me to be. I love you. Today I am struggling with being joyful about all things just because you’ve simply called them to be. Help me to find beauty in forgiveness and love; especially giving it out freely and allowing forgiveness and grace to be like an ever flowing stream constantly overturning with the current. Renewing my heart. Restoring it to the love that I felt the previous day. That I can always have a pure spirit. I pray that my heart would be one continuous cry for the love I know is ever abounding from you. -1 Peter 1:8 Though you have not seen Him, you love Him. though you do not now see Him, you believe in Him and rejoice with joy that is inexpressible and filled with glory, obtaining the outcome of your faith, the salvation of your souls.

Today God, I pray that my knowledge and my intimacy with you and of you would grow in an insane way. That my wisdom of your love and grace would make me a woman who is constantly looking to you to fill me and sustain me from going thirsty or being spiritually hungry. You are all that is good and honorable. I know that in you that is where my only treasure is found.You are worthy; i am unworthy. I pray that all sin that lives inside of me would be demolished by your light. That all good things in my heart would be amplified and complimented by your goodness. You are King of Kings. Lord of all. Fill up these dry bones with goodness and wealth in you. I pray that you would make me a wealthy woman not in worldly standards but considering my conversation with you. That I would learn a love that is so strong that it would overcome all evil and all things that spite you. I thank you for the disciple Paul and for 1 Peter and 2nd Peter and the things of the heart that you have revealed to me. I thank you that as creator God and Lord of all the universe you care about my heart. Yes Lord! Thank you for the love you continously pour out. It’s like oatmeal around me. It’s encompassing my being and I can never return to who I once was. For that I am soooo grateful. The only reason why I ask that my name be in the book of life is so that I can praise your name forever. That you may be lifted high.
I love you, seek you, praise you every second of the day.

Sincerely,

Your daughter Ariel