Sunday, April 4, 2010

I've been given Royalty.

God shape me. Mold me. My one desire is You. Take away the ugly things and transform my mind and spirit. Be my strength in every difficult situation and my very present comfort in time of need. Be my first call and not my last. Be my passion and not my tradition. Be my sanity in confusion. Be my all in all.
When the enemy attacks me in all the "right" places, be the answer - be the victor. I know that just as You conquered the grave, You have placed that same power inside of me. Please remind me constantly of the access I have to that authority. Give me Your confidence.