It tugs at my soul every day. Sometimes I follow willingly, and sometimes I pull away in the other direction. But I know this prayer, this longing, and this passion will NEVER leave me.
There are so many things working against it - sometimes it seems hopeless - but hope is the very nature of the prayer, and I know it will prevail.
Life seems to be being set out for me so clearly recently. Thank you Jesus, 'cause for a while there I foolishly thought you'd given up on me, erased a plan for my life and left me to wonder aimlessly. It was then that I realised a life without purpose, without You, is no life at all. So I crawl back, You pick me up, and set me up for Your will.
It's not going to be easy, I'm petrified already, but that's how I want to be. My comfort zone is somewhere I never want to be, cause this prayer both promises and demands more, all the time.
At the risk of sounding ridiculously clichéd... Bring it on.
