Thank you, Lord, for brothers
Who walk through thick and thin
With me, this drifting wanderer,
So in need of a good friend.
I talked with one such brother
Tonight about how our souls
Need your indwelling Spirit
To ignite our darkened coals.
You see, we’ve oft not listened
Nor hearkened to your voice
That all your Spirit’s whispers
Have ceased to be our choice.
Tonight, however, we chose
To hold each other true.
We won’t forget to listen
And cease to talk with You.
Born in utter sin
And full depravity,
Yet still you gave your Son
For the lives of him and me.
Jesus Christ, our Lord
Now sits enthroned on high!
We long to be there with Him
In the sweet by-and-by.
So fill us, Lord, we ask You,
With the Helper from your Son,
That we may walk forever
With you, the Holy One.
My friend Todd Richards came over tonight after church, and we had a terrific time catching up, confessing to one another, and encouraging one another in the Lord. We both recognized that we do not seek Christ as we ought, and we have both recently been struggling with really walking in the Spirit. Yes, for all of my posts on doing just that, I find myself learning more about it and doing it less. Forgive me. Let it end. I am merely a vessel; fill me, and let me shine for the name of the Lord.