You prepare a path for me - you even prepare a meal for me in the presence of my enemies. You prepare a room for me in your father's house. Who is there like you God? When I look behind me you are in my history - in my memories - working hard through me and in me in hindsight. You are my scaffolding; my supporting structure. If you did not hold my sides together I would fall apart. Even including my imperfectness - despite my selfishness - you keep me whole allowing me the time to sort myself out - you work me out, one way or another. You lead me beside quiet waters when you calm me down; you give me a refuge; a strong tower to run to when I feel hurt.
Your words are like arteries through my core - taking energy and sustenance to every part of my life from the source of the oxygen in my blood - Jesus is the heart of who I am. LORD let my limbs and muscles be well sourced with your love... may you keep my vital organs - my character, my speech and my secret thoughts - full of nutrition, overflowing with life and health and purity and peace. And may my extremities - my hobbies, my relationships, work... may it not be like a finger that has frost bite - separated from the source of life. May no part of me become cut off from you oh God; to become gangrenous and useless without the direction and values that you infuse into everything that gives you permission.
You give me free will and I abuse it - but you offer me grace and I accept it. You have forgiven me of every way I have turned my back on you and ever will. You keep no record of my wrongs. I embrace that. I won't forget your love. The love shown by the cross. I will not forget your promises. I will let it motivate me to make the world a safer place, full of justice - full of you and your fame. Christianity works from a place of brokenness - to know we have let God down... but to strive to be/live in a way that will make him proud - it is NOT the pressurized legalism of trying to live to be a good person in the hope he will smile on us.
You hem me in - behind and in front, on both sides you protect me. Who is there like you oh God?
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