More than the Hem

Father,

Might I ease into this day? Taking time to breathe in your Presence. Taking time to touch the hem of your garment if nothing else. Honestly, I want more. I know that your hem, because of who you are, will provide everything I need, but I want more of you.

This day I ask for you to direct every thought. Guide every train of thinking.

Direct and guide them to you. Make every bend in the road turn me toward you.

Your word says that you will make paths straight. It assures me that you will strengthen my ankles in order for me not to stumble in my way.

Father, we are engaged in something that if we do not have you and your power and your wisdom it will never happen. If you do not fill, if you are not present there would be no reason to engage in this activity. None.

Father, I ask that you would help me to draw closer than even your hem this morning. I want to sit in the sweetness of you. I want to be burned by the holiness of you.

There are times, Father that the swelling in my heart for you is just too great to contain. I am overwhelmed. And I am looking for an outlet—looking for a place to broadcast how good and faithful you are. I want others to know your transformation power—this energy that raises the dead, that heals the diseased, that binds up the wounded, that encourages the despaired, brings clarity to the confused and wisdom to the simple.

I love you this morning and I am eagerly awaiting your revelations for me today. I am anticipating seeing you.

Amen