You are the King

Sometimes I don't know why I go through the things that I do. 

I could easily become calloused and confused, but I would rather direct my gaze on the one who holds my destiny. 

That might sound like an easy way out, but I choose to have my seasons of doubt be overcame by a recognition in The Lord who controls my life. 

I know that my redeemer lives. 

I know that my God can take care of this. 

There is no mountain too tall nor a valley too deep that God cannot redeem. 

Jesus, you are my source of my strength. 

You are the strength of my life. 

I lift my hands in total praise to you. Jesus, you are my savior. 

Nothing in this world can satisfy the longings in my heart. 

I might have temporary feelings of despair, but I know that you are there. 

Your Holy Spirit is always with me, even when I cannot feel Him. 

You are so good, God. Forgive me for not always believing.

 Forgive me for not always seeing things the way that you do. 

You hold this world in your hands. 

You have resourced humanity since the dawn of time, and you won't stop with me. 

You give and take away, but my heart will choose to say that you are blessed and holy.

 I might not get it. 

I might not understand. 

But God, my whole life is in your hands. 

So I surrender it all to you. 

Heal me. 

Refill me. 

I am a jar of clay, and sometimes I leak.

 I need you to come and fill me again. 

I know that I am not a perfect vessel, and I know that I don't retain all that you pour into me.

 So come into me now, Lord Jesus, and heal every aspect of my life.

My hurts and pains are all washed away. 

My pride and stubbornness cease to exist. 

My loneliness and isolation are replaced with fellowship and restoration. 

God, you are so good to me. 

You give good gifts, though I never deserve them. 

Even if the time is tough, and I feel like giving up. 

I know that you are supreme over it all. 

You are the King.