It doesn’t take much to wear me out and have me seeking Your face, but I’m there, LORD.
I have good days and not so good days, and I’m there, LORD.
I have days that I’m on top of the mountains and days where I’m under them, and I’m there, LORD.
I have days where I can’t think, move, talk, create fast enough, and days where I can’t do any of those things. And I’m there, LORD.
I have days where my mind is abuzz with the opportunities that are endless, and days where my head is aching with negative possibilities that seem endless. And I’m there, LORD.
I have days where I marvel and wonder with the hope and joy of a child, and there are days that I marvel and wonder at the joy and hope of a child. And I’m there, LORD.
I have days where I can’t praise Your name enough for making Your character known to me, and days where I’m crying out and wrestling to know it more. And I’m there, LORD.
There are days where Your presence couldn’t be more tangible, and there are days when it hurts despite knowing You’re just as tangible but this is necessary to go through.
Thanks for being there, LORD.
There are days when I can’t talk enough about Your grace, mercy, love, and hope, and there are days when I can’t get enough for myself, always wanting more.
Thanks for always showing up, LORD.
Despite the days I could live without or the days that aren’t long enough, thank You for making Yourself – Your very character and name – a promise that You’ll always be there, LORD.
Oh haste the day when Your children don’t just know Your character, but despite what comes their way, they can’t deny that You’ll always be true to Your name.
I want to be there, LORD.