The Gift I am Given To

For the last months, I haven't known what to pray, or even what to say. I knew I was supposed to act, but I didn't know how. Now, I do. Now, there is no confusion. I never prayed for myself, in light of my God. I knew He would always take care of me and I never worried or was concerned with my well-being, for I knew that He was. Instead, I prayed for His Church, the most important cause I have been given. Revival, regardless of cost, is needed and is necessary, and now.

Now I know for what I prayed. Now I know that, even though I refused to pray for myself or anything that may have even a hint of selfishness, I have prayed for the most important thing. As well, I know that this great thing has concerned me more than I can know. Moreover, I know whom I prayed for.

No one will understand it but those three, maybe four, and of course: the other whom it concerns. All else will be forced to accept it, else void our friendships and relationships. Honor to those who deserve it, but a decision is being made that cannot be unwritten. Praise God! it must be so! I choose to give and be given, and to honor Him, that He might receive glory through I.

Now, my career matters not; now, nothing matters except glorifying Him. So, I bid you replace all the I's with we's. I am no longer my own person.

"But He's done so much in just twenty days... and we have twenty more!"