[This is the eighth and final devotional thought in a series devotionals exploring and learning from Mary's walk with God as written in the book of Luke. First post is found HERE.Second post is found HERE Third post is found HERE. Fourth post is found HERE. Fifth post is found HERE. Sixth post if found HERE. Seventh post is found HERE. The entire series can be found HERE ]
This final devotional thought is not over a specific verse, but a concluding thought on how Mary's walk with God truly reflects the walk we are called to as well.
I have a heart for music and I love to sing to and for God. So it is no surprise that there is a song that I love to sing that conveys all that this series means. It's a song you only hear sung in December, but one that I sing to myself throughout the year.
The verses and chorus are a prayer Mary might have sung on her walk with God as she carried His Son, but they speak to me as well. As a christian who has accepted Christ and carries His name where ever I go, the words of this song reflect a prayer I might lift up on any given day.
Today, I offer you the words of this song to consider for yourself as a personal prayer all year long. I've written the lyrics in plain type and my personalized prayer version in italics. I urge you to fill in the italicized words with a personalized version between you and God today as well.
Mary's Song (Breath of Heaven) / My Prayer
[songwriting credits: Chris Eaton and Amy Grant]
I have traveled, many moonless nights.
Cold and weary, with a babe inside.
And I wonder, what I've done.
Holy Father, You have come
And chosen me now,
To carry Your son.
Lord, I traveled in the dark for so long. When I was cold and weary, I fell to my knees and You picked me up. I realize how my sins were an abomination to You and I can't help but wonder what I ever did to deserve Your grace and mercy. I know that I could do nothing, but by simply choosing to submit to You, You chose me to carry Your name into the world.
I am waiting, in a silent prayer.
I am frightened, by the load I bear.
In a world as cold as stone.
Must I walk this path alone.
Be with me now.
Be with me now.
Lord, I come to You daily, constantly, in silent prayer, seeking Your guidance, help, support, comfort, healing; the list is long. I confess that there are times I am fearful, even though Your word tells me that You do not bring me a spirit of fear but of sound mind. I desire to walk the path You set before me and to uphold Your word in my life, but this world is often cold towards Your ways and I can feel so alone. Thank You that I am reminded in Your Word and in prayer that I am never alone. You are always with me. I walk in Your strength.
Do You wonder, as You watch my face
If a wiser one, should have had my place
But I offer all I am
For the mercy of Your plan
Help me be strong
Help me be
Help me
Lord, as You watch me day by day, I know You see when I stumble. The enemy wants to take those moments and give me reason to question whether I can even be used by You. Forgive me Lord when I doubt. I submit my all to You, recognizing that it is not my strength, talents or wisdom that fufill Your plans for Your kingdom, but in my weakness, You are strong. When I let go of me, a can be all You created me to be. When I can't...YOU CAN.
CHORUS:
Breath of Heaven
Hold me together
Be forever near me
Breath of Heaven
Breath of Heaven
Lighten my darkness
Pour over me Your holiness
Breath of Heaven
Lord, pour out your Spirit over me. When I am falling apart, hold me together. Thank You Lord for the gift of the Holy Spirit to be near me here on earth. When I am lost, You lighten my way. When I feel surrounded by darkness, You are my light. I cannot be perfect or holy in myself, but pour out Your Spirit on me and I walk in Your holiness. Because of Your sacrificial act on the cross, Your holiness is poured over me and I can come before You in prayer. I can seek You and build a deeper relationship with You. I come to You in the name of the one who went to the cross, my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. Amen.
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