I woke with a word on my mind it was the word “unrestrained”. I wondered why I was thinking of it, and then just let it go. When I went to church the singer began singing a song and it was about loving God with an unrestrained heart and love, I had my answer. One of the verses says, “And I pour my love on you. My whole life belongs to you. I worship you completely unashamed. I give you my heart unrestrained.”
God has been so good to me my whole life has been filled with miracles. When I was a little girl and heard about the persecutions of his people for believing that Jesus was the Son of God, the miseries my maternal grandfather faced because he preached about the real, true person of the Holy Spirit to people in South Georgia that for some reason thought it was heresy and tried everything they could do even down to threatening him with guns, putting his car in the river upside down and putting tar on the seats of his little outdoor church, called a “brush arbor”, I felt that I would never be able to do anything to deserve the mercies of God the way they had. But as an adult I read the scripture in Lamentations that said in chapter
3: 22-24 God’s loyal love couldn’t have run out, his merciful love couldn’t have dried up. They’re created new every morning. How great your faithfulness! I’m sticking with God (I say it over and over). He’s all I’ve got left.
When I read that and realize that He loves me just the way I am, warts and all, I feel so special, it makes me want to sing another verse of that song, the one that says, “Almighty God, you have my devotion. With all my mind and all my emotion, I want to know you more, got to know you more in everyway.”
So my prayer is this, “I worship you completely unashamed. I give you my heart unrestrained.”