late night prayer

I’m up late tonight. Maybe not late for me, but late for most people. I’ve got my headphones in (now would be a perfect time to scare me), some NBA on and prayers going on in my heart. My prayers are all over the map when I’m praying with other people. But when I’m alone…

When it’s just me and God my prayers are eerily consistent. God help me love more. Help me give more. Help me be live more. I. Need. You. There’s a dozen other regulars on that list but what I’ve noticed missing that would’ve been there 5 years ago is “bless me”.

Bless me has been replaced with help me. And I think that’s a beautiful thing. I’ve realized that more than His blessing I long for His love. And more than His favor I long for His friendship. And I crave being right a lot more than being ‘known’. My heart is wrecked tonight by Psalm 27:8. “My heart says of you, “Seek his face!”  Your face, Lord, I will seek.” I find in the quite moments of life I’m consumed with just wanting to know Him and be found in Him.

I’m glad Jesus never sleeps. Because my heart needed this tonight…