Bring It To Me

Your voice sounds like a symphonic melody. Your praise smells like lilacs in a summer breeze.  The tears from your cry taste like honey dripping fresh from the honey comb.  I take pleasure when you call out to me.  Don’t be ashamed. I already know you’re not perfect.  I see your struggles, pains and scars.  I can only heal and deliver if you repent and bring them to me. I want your weakness to be made perfect in My strength.  I want you to be transformed by the renewing of your mind.  See yourself as I see you. You are made in My image and created with purpose.  The longer you stay away from Me, the longer it will take for you to experience wholeness.  I can turn your failures into success.  Don’t you know that I do simple things and confuse the wise.  Surrender it to me in prayer and I will take pleasure in your requests.  I will perfect the things that concern you says the Lord.