Holy Spirit, please come.
Reside in my heart, soul, mind, strength.
Fill me with your perfect presence and direct my every step... my every thought.
Influence my conscience to forever seek what is holy, what is wise, what is in accordance with your Word.
Do this, so that I might act righteously.
Do this, so that I might stand firm against every principality that dares to slander your powerful Name.
Come, comfort me, Father.
Give me your breath and peace...
A peace I cannot understand but desperately need to survive, to move forward, to flourish, to fear not!
You are welcome here, dear Savior.
This house is yours to abide... to relax comfortably.
Freely monopolize every corner and crevice.
Redecorate every square inch with your creative newness.
Remove the cob webs, the filth, the grime, the spoiled, the soured.
Evict what is not fit for your sanctuary so that every room illuminates your glory.
Come, so that every bone, every limb, every cell, every organ... every part of me shines your precious grace from within.
When others approach, may they become Son-burnt by your warmth.
May they feel welcomed and accepted as family once lost... now found.
Allow me to open every door, not only to receive... but to give, offer, sacrifice.
Teach me to surrender all skepticism and pride.
Teach me to not only feast, but to serve at your table.
Teach me to enjoy and extend every blessing of your love.
Teach me to cling to what is true, what is noble, what is right, what is pure, what is lovely, what is admirable, what is excellent, what is praiseworthy...
For only you are all these...
Creator, please come!
You are welcome here!
Fill me. Consume me. Reconstruct me. Redefine me.
Replenish my soul. Renew my life.
Restore my soul to you, my Beloved...
Yes, my glorious Redeemer... come... redeem.
The Spirit and the bride say, “Come!” And let him who hears say, “Come!” (Revelation 22:17a)
Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done!
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