Lord, allow me to come before you in an honest, open, and authentic way.
Please help me do it through my Spirit, leaving my flesh on the other side of the door.
Or no, Father, Better yet, allow me to come boldly before your throne with my full humanity.
Let me bring all of what I think, Everything that I feel, and all that I am before you.
Just help me do it without any hidden agenda, without any secret motives other than to pour myself into you.
Lord, let me fully pour myself before you, and as I do that, pour your Spirit fully into me.
Father, help me make sense of what I'm feeling.Help me put it into understandable words.Help me express it with a clear utterance to share it with others so that they may be edified through it.
Father, may you receive glory with and through everything, even through my nonsense
My inexplicable feelings & incomprehensible sensations
Lord, I'm young with my whole life ahead of me, a long distance before me with many miles to walk still.
The influence of culture is increasing day by day.
Its direction, from you, headed further and further away
And I, personally realizing more and more of my helplessness without you.
My dependence on your Spirit becoming greater and greater.
Lord, as I take a peek into the world, common customs and culture, I feel a certain heaviness.
For the presence of your spirit is always before me, and your written code inscribed within me.
Yet my mind reasons and understands the appeal and effect that secular escapism & natural entertainment have on the mortal man, whether to the soul or the flesh, who knows?
But I get it, I've been a part of it, having once indulged in it.Actually, not once, nor twice, but many innumerable times
I've tried, tasted & touched all this world has offered me outside of you, not even wrong in essence, just simply not in you.
I've even lost myself in it, chasing it, to what I thought was a point of no return.
So why? Why, as I just take a glance (without taking part in it) in what once made me feel heightened and ecstatic, all I feel is a certain heaviness?
Why does what once felt like entertainment now feels just like a distraction?
Why what made me feel whole and content at the moment of engaging in it, now feels like it's draining me?
What filled me, now empties me, but at the same time as I empty myself, I get filled completely when I do it before you..
Have I tasted something better? A stronger substance?
Lord, is there no recovery after trying you, and taking a hit of your spirit?
Out of all I've tried and had, are you the substance that causes the greatest dependence?
If it is, Lord help me build a strong tolerance to this world & culture, to my perversion & depravity.
Will everything become tasteless now after tasting you?
If it does, then give me a deep hunger & thirst for delighting in you.
Is consuming the world's entertainment cluttering to the spirit, just as processed food is to the body?
If it is, then lord help me have proper nutrition.
As doubts rush in my head, uttering "This is how the world is and you're in it whether you like it or not"
There's a gentle whisper that answers simultaneously, "Maybe you just don't belong in it."
Is this what being a slave to righteousness mean?