Monday, November 9, 2009

A Birthday Prayer



As the deer pants for the water brooks
So pants my soul for You, O God.

Psalm 42:1


Today, November 11, is the day your were born, dear Sita.

It is a special day, and heaven is rejoicing as the Father sees what you are becoming.

He is proud of you, and delights in you.

He sees your hunger :

...for righteousness

...for His presence

...for His peace to reign in your life.

And your heart will be filled.

He says to you today, "I will not turn the hungry away. You will never leave My presence empty-handed. You open your mouth and I will fill it. I will give you the desires of your heart."

He hears you ask, "How long, my Father, how long before I see your glory reign upon my circumstances, and upon the earth?"

He says, "I am giving you brand new eyes to see my glory in a way you've never seen it before."

Dear Father, I thank you for this dear woman, Sita. She is a friend You have given me. She is a gift I never expected to have, and yet, you sent her into my life.

You have a purpose for allowing our lives to meet.

And today, as God fills my heart with love and thanksgiving for you, I pray that God will satisfy the longing of your heart to have more of Him in your life.

I know of your passion to be a woman after God's heart. God has gifted you with an incredible gift of compassion and tenderness. The struggles and disappointments you have been through have served to make your heart soft, instead of hardening it. Satan is baffled why his plans are not pushing through. I see that God has kept you safe in the hollow of His hands all these years.

Your childlike innocence has been kept pure and intact, and God sees your eyes of faith, your eyes which are a window to your soul.

You are always waiting... for the breakthroughs...for the promises...for the fulfillment of godly plans, not only for yourself and your family, but even for your homeland, and for the land where God has sent you, and even for other nations where you have seen affliction wreak havoc upon young lives.

There is a coming day when your mourning will turn to songs of joy and deliverance!

Father, I lift up Sita on this her special day. When I thought of her this morning, the picture of a deer drinking by a stream of water came to my mind.

And indeed she is a deer, Father, always looking for Your water.

She is a Mary sitting at the feet of her Master...eyes looking up into His, soaking herself in the ONE THING that shall not be taken away for her, YOUR WORD.

Fill her heart today with a deeper love for Your water, Your word. Hide your word in her heart, and she will be as a tree, planted by the water...whatever she does she prospers, she will not fear when the heat comes.

God is giving you His songs to sing, keeping your heart soft, a heart of flesh, though Satan had sought to put a thick wall around it, he has not succeeded.

"You are mine, fear not," the Father says. "No weapon forged against you will succeed. Because you have come often to the water... and have stayed close to my heart."

Dear Sita, this is my prayer of affirmation for you today.

Love
Lidj