I pray now a prayer unlike You’ve heard from me yet. Let my prayer be felt in Your heart, not heard in Your ears. Let me be known to You, in all that I am, all that I’ve felt, all that I’ve felt or cared for. Let this be the prayer in which You knew me, and I knew You.Let there be poetry, let there be visions, let there be Father and child here. Let me speak true and speak void of self with an honest heart.
Father I long for a day that sets the numbers aside. The number arrives and I wake, the papers show a number that comes short of the goal for an entity that men have devised. The banks that caption my worth within imaginary money, Father I’m tired of it. I’m exhausted.
The numbers can’t speak to how well I do at raising a child. The numbers don’t speak to the selflessness of my heart. Numbers cannot relate to my love and my compassion. Yet this culture, these people, this world asks that I lay all aside in favor of the numbers. Well I don’t love the numbers. I have no heart for them.
I hear the words of Your messenger. He instructs us to give it all away and follow Him. Yet those that claim to speak on His behalf today are the most prominent proponents of the numbers. How is it that the man who speaks out against the Pharisees is now spoken for by Pharisees?
Yeshua tells us to serve only one master, yet these people speak of a nation more highly than You. They sell nothing and they go against his parables, burying their belongings rather than investing them. And the size of their hoardings is heralded by these people and their nation. My Father these are not Your people. They cannot be, it could never be. Their vanity shows this.
I live among a lie. I live among a people that love false, invisible entities. If they own much, they say “I am blessed.” Why don’t they say “I am a unaware,” or “I serve another master”? And they believe it. It’s truth to them.
Father, to know You in the midst of all this is the most difficult of things. You said that I would be hated for You. And I can see that I will be hated. I am woeful that those who will hate me are those that most firmly believe they do it in Your name. Protect and further this message Father. Let us all soon return to the values of love, and begin our rejection of the numbers and our makings. Let the Pharisees of today be called out for who they are. Provide me with joy, no matter the circumstances. Let me know You, let me be with You, and show me the way to make You proud.
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Man, this made my heart swell.
The problems that are going on in this country at this moral-less time that we live in are real. There is no better way to turn to than the Way of the Father. I pray with you, that we may all soon return to the values of love that have been forced out our world. Love is the answer, but hearts have been hardened. What makes me so happy is to see fellow souls who seek a change. These changes won’t come out of no where, but I have faith that they will come. No matter what, we must stay strong with our brothers and sisters. I appreciate your uplifting words, Ryan. I hope all is well with you, you’re a genuine guy. Be grateful for the blessings of knowledge and love that you have that seem to be now so absent and twisted among many.
This chaos will subside in His own time. For now, we are being tried and tested. This is how we are able to measure the quantity of our faith- not by our actions during times of peace and happiness, but by how faithful we remain in these times where the waves are ruthless and the trials are great.