A couple of years ago I found a prayer in a magazine and copied it to keep in my purse... not that I carry a purse often... but it had the best chance of being with me... I apologize I can't remember the author... but thought it still might be an encouragement today...
Shake the foundation of my heart. Touch my lips and touch my life. I will not burn out this year; I will burn bright. Inasmuch as I can see You on this side of heaven, I want to see You. I want to learn to love the way You do. Change scares me. But in this moment of transition, in this season of weird unfamiliarity or sudden loss, I'm still going to look for you. I'm tired of sitting by my own private pity pool and comparing tan lines with other people. I'm not looking for their approval anymore. No more empty resolutions. No more frail intentions. This year, I want to do something brave and beautiful. From the deepest corners of my trembling heart, I'm whispering the same words Isaiah did, "Here I am. Send me." Because my days don't mean anything if they don't belong to You.
To those of you heading back to school and/or work this week or maybe the next couple of weeks... I'm praying for you. Let's burn bright.
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