The Beginning of Healing

There is a balm in Gilead

To make the wounded whole;

There is a balm in Gilead

To heal the sin-sick soul.

Dear God-

If I could sing like Judy Collins, I'd be singing "Amazing Grace" right now. 

I'm not good at expressing my gratitude in words nor can I adequately describe the peace and healing I have felt as of late but I wanted to say thank-You in the most sincere way I know how. 

From time to time You bless me with Your redeeming grace, Your tender mercies, and the embrace of Your infinite love. Rarely though, am I in harmony to receive it but these past couple weeks have been one of those times. 

I am grateful Father for Your gracious blessings, for the peace of mind, for the healing of my troubled heart. At moments I have felt life again with the same innocent excitement that I often felt and how wonderful it is! Like a vail of darkness lifted from over my mind I can once again see the light. Feel the light! Oh what joy liberation brings!

How grateful I am for the opportunity I had this day, to testify in church of the redeeming and liberating power of Thy Son's atonement. How grateful I am for answered prayers...for Your help in accomplishing the things which I've been asked to do. 

Indeed "there is a balm in Gilead to make the wounded whole"!

Love,

Job

Wrong Invitation

Dear God-

I just found out that I am not as strong as I thought I was. In fact, I am not strong at all. When temptation offers me an invitation I take it. No questions asked. No thought given to the detriment it would be to my spirit. No thought as to where it would take me or leave me. Nope. Once I have that invitation in my hand it's like nothing else matters. Conveniently I forget all that I believe in and am working towards. Sad thing is, I've seen that same invitation before. I didn't have to handle it, or read it. I knew what it looked like. I knew what it said. But still. I repeat like a broken tape. And I think nothing of it. I suppose it might as well be a drug. It gives me a high. I feel myself again for a while. I am happy. Motivated. Excited about life. Released from the self imposed pressure of always trying to do good or to be good so that I don't loose Your favor or so that heaven won't refuse to smile down on me. But I know this cannot last.

I need the Healer's clay placed upon my eyes so that I may see Your light. I need to feel your hands upon my ears so that I may hear Your voice. I need your saving grace. 

Sincerely, 

Job