The stone was rolled away.
Lord, there are places in my life where a stone needs to roll. Held captive and imprisoned by a stone too big and too heavy and I don't have the strength to remove it on my own.
Where there is fear, roll away the stone to bring freedom. Where I am bound by grave clothes of despair, unwrap Your joy. Where wounds still scar, bring healing. Where insecurity shackles, unlock confidence. Where desire has died, resurrect hope. Where pride controls, cover me with humility.
Thank You Lord that You still move stones.
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Praise the Lord, He still is moving stones. Sometimes I feel as if I am living in a rock quarry. But I know that I am still a work in progress.
I want Him to do that in my life too Joy!
Amen - God can soften the hardest of hearts. I cling to that this morning.
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