So it is I think with childlike prayerfulness. Not manipulating the Father into obliging the request by way of puppy eyes and pouty whines...
But please Daddy! I have no power to do this on my own. It's help! I am not big enough!
not capable enough? for what?
i fall to my knees and pray to the Father...
i pray that from his glorious, unlimited resources
he will empower you with inner strength...
may you have the power to understand
how wide, how long, how high, and how deep his love is...
then you will be made complete
with all the fullness of life and power that comes from God.
// Eph 3, NLT
not able enough to grasp His great love for me.
the King's Table is His Kids' Table--and there is joy! much joy.
in basking in Love we are too small and frail on our own to know.
too unknowing to feel how established, rooted, moored, secure we are.
Love we are too much His children to thwart.
Love that will not let us go.
there's power and help here, gifts for the asking,
to begin tasting, seeing, sensing what "surpasses knowledge":
the love of Christ. the filling with fullness.
how He loves us. the King, He loves me.
Daddy, do more. do more than all we ask or imagine.
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