Treasure Chest

Lord, you know I love music and to hear the name of Jesus, there is no sweeter sound. The greatest place I desire is the place of prayer. You renew my spirit, you cleanse my mind, and your love overwhelms my heart. Take me as I am, just take me to the secret place of prayer and hold me fast. Teach me every avenue of prayer, that my prayers in and through the Holy Spirit will be effectual for your glory. Father, we must reach the people. Wickedness abounds and time is short. Above all prayers and the workings of all the gifts, flood my heart, soul, and mind with the love of God. Above all these, the love of God conquers all, and love never fails. As I open the treasure chest you have given me to use every day, let love be on top, for it shall remind me of your love for me that took you to the cross.

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Flowing Streams

Prayer is a matter of recourse. It’s a natural happening that comes forth when we open our mouths to speak. Out of the heart flows a river of life, praise, blessings, healing or intercession. In response to the heart the mouth opens to declare the thoughts and intent of the heart. Lean not to our own understanding, less we waver. Walking by faith is the only way to please God.     Every person of prayer is very unique. Each stream that flows through the spiritual man may flow differently in each of us, but as we look back up stream to the head waters, we see the Savior, and He is the artisan well that never runs dry. Make time to be holy, put on the whole armor of God daily and our princely robes signifying we are the children of God, adopted but joint heirs. These thoughts and deeds give us strength for spiritual warfare in prayer. Let us give our Lord our praise before all things, for our worship strengthens us and weakens our enemy. Unto God be glory for ever and ever.