I see heartache everywhere I go.
Hurting people.
Broken hearts.
Hidden pain.
I see their heartache.
I hear their inner cries for help.
I feel their pain.
I want to help.
I want them to see my Jesus.
I want them to experience healing.
I want them to be everything they have been created to be.
I want them to know what it means to truly live; to live abundantly.
So many dull lives.
So many people surviving from day to day with no meaning.
So much loneliness.
They are lost.
They are hopeless.
I pray that one day their eyes are opened.
Their ears are opened.
Their hearts are opened.
To see the glory of God.
To see themselves in their true light.
To receive forgiveness and healing through the stripes of Christ.
I want their eyes to see the magnificence of God.
The radiance of His goodness.
The beauty of His creation; notice the flowers, rainbows and the stars of the night.
And experience God’s love.
We are fleeting.
We are on this earth for such a short time.
This time must count for eternity.
Only two things from this earth lasts forever; the word of God and souls of men.
Nothing is of greater importance.
I want my life to count.
I want every breath to count.
May every word of my mouth be loving and truthful.
May every thought be God-honouring.
May every heartbeat beat in tune with His.
I know how greatly I fall so desperately short, but I will keep striving toward the goal.
