I’d Rather Have Your’s

The gentle morning breeze

Blows my newly planted flowers
While the birds sing harmony,

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And the sun sparkles on the pines.

It’s a new day.

Yesterday’s worries and stress fall away.

Thanksgiving flows out of my heart
And for a brief moment Your Spirit
Brushes up against mine

Like my cat’s “hugs” against
My ankles
Not too much yet enough to know
It’s You.

Bubbles of joy erupt into a brief cry

Evolving into a giggle
Only You can do that.
Sorrow and joy in one moment.

I open the journal and put ink
On the waiting paper.
I know what to write.

Thanksgiving.

Release.

Revelation.

“I

 want to be used by you;

That’s all I want.
You choose how.
I relinquish my dream;
I’d rather have Your’s.
Amen.”

Thank you for your prayers my friends. I will be praying for you. What do you desire to relinquish to the Lord? Thank Him for the wrestling weeks. That means you’re almost to the release. It’s so worth it.

Much grace and peace,

andy
Many are the plans in a man’s heart, but it is the Lord’s purpose that prevails (Proverbs 19:21).

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