The Hill of God’s Choosing


Holy Father, you do not lie.  And your Holy Son has sealed your promise, to forgive sins, with His Holy blood.  We confess, we have stood in doubt.

I will speak for myself for a moment, Lord.  May the same fruit be found in those who read these words.  But no command can produce the holy fruit You seek.

I ask You to set me apart from this wicked world.  Set me on a hill, that all I am might belong to You.  May the hill You choose be tall and remote, lest my ears hear their wicked celebration of unholy acts.  May my eyes not witness their glorification of fleshly lust from that place You choose.  May my nose not catch drift of the putrid perfumes they use to entice.  Yet, may my heart ache for them to join me there.

You are God!  May Your Holy and Majestic will be done forever!  By the everlasting precious blood of Your Holy Son Jesus, I submit these words.  Amen.

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