Called by God

I am a peice of clay in my fathers hands trying to be his mold.

He has called me to be a minister. What does that mean. I must first be held accountable for leading my family in spritual growth then and only then may I lead others. I make quick choices that lead me into paths harder then I need them to be. Yes God does use them and yes I grow and learn but they are not always the one God had set out for me. I am a minister first to my family then to others. School must come first before I can fulfill any vision I might have. Please help me finish school by praying and sending me encourging notes.

My heart breaks.

God my hearts breaks at knowing I grieve you. I want to seek you and know you more. My heart was created to be filled with your Joy, yet I can’t be filled with your Joy if I am not in your word and spending time in realtionship with you. I want you to forgive me for the wickedness in my life. I plead with you father look upon me see the blood on my life see that your son was hung on a cross and bleed his blood of love upon my life. I have been washed clean so look at me. Dad look I am here send me dad send me. I scream out loud with a cry of my heart allow me to lead my family into your kinship. I love you and thank you. Teach us your will. I’m still and I am learning that you are God. Keep me and guild me in leading others to you. Dad are you there? Can you hear me? Hello! Dad!!! Please see that I am broken, humbled, needing you my father to grab me and hug me so I know you love me. Dad I’m here! Here! I’m not moving until you hold me and look upon me.

Dad thanks for your love you, are God, my Savior Jesus the Christ.