I can not even fathom what it was like for those living in pre-penticostal times. What faith and strength those men and women must have had. I feel so pathetic in comparison. The Holy Spirit is my crutch, my dependence, my addiction.

Forgive my sin and show me my transgressions. Holy Spirit clean me out. Reveal to me my wrong. I am so sorry for grieving you. Please forgive my disrespect to you. Forgive me for placing you second at times. I long to place you first in everything but then find that my human nature puts myself first. Please, LORD, I give you the pedestal of my heart and my life. You are my center. You are my everything. Be my core today and every day. Fill me up with your prescience. I want to walk in your ways and not my own. Show me clearly your path that I may choose it without hesitation. ~ Amen

Thank you God that I am yours. That I am part of your family. That you have called me. Thank you for granting me eternal life. Thank you for the riches and the knowledge of life and godliness that will some day be mine. To you be the glory and honor and power forever. To you be excellence and praise and anything worthy of righteousness. To you be everything and all that is good. To you be my soul and my life and my everything.

His divine power has granted to us all things that pertain to life and godliness, through the knowledge of him who called us to his own glory and excellence, by which he has granted to us his precious and very great promises, so that through them you may become partakers of the divine nature, having escaped from the corruption that is in the world because of sinful desire. ~ 2 Peter 1:3-4 ESV

Confession and Petition ~ Puritan Prayers

Holy Lord, I have sinned times without number, and been guilty of pride and unbelief, of failure to find Thy mind in Thy Word, of neglect to seek Thee in my daily life. My transgressions and short-comings present me with a list of accusations, but I bless Thee that they will not stand against me, for all have been laid on Christ. Go on to subdue my corruptions, and grant me grace to live above them. Let not the passions of the flesh nor lustings of the mind bring my spirit into subjection, but do Thou rule over me in liberty and power.

I thank Thee that many of my prayers have been refused. I have asked amiss and do not have, I have prayed from lusts and been rejected, I have longed for Egypt and been given a wilderness. Go on with Thy patient work, answering ‘no’ to my wrongful prayers, and fitting me to accept it. Purge me from every false desire, every base aspiration, everything contrary to Thy rule. I thank Thee for Thy wisdom and Thy love, for all the acts of discipline to which I am subject, for sometimes putting me into the furnace to refine my gold and remove my dross.

No trial is so hard to bear as a sense of sin. If Thou shouldst give me choice to live in pleasure and keep my sins, or to have them burnt away with trial, give me sanctified affliction. Deliver me from every evil habit, every accretion of former sins, everything that dims the brightness of Thy grace in me, everything that prevents me taking delight in Thee. Then I shall bless Thee, God of jeshurun, for helping me to be upright.

You are just. Thank you for your intense forgiveness that is so undeserved. I am selfish and always wanting my way now when for certain your way is better by far, if only I would have faith and patience. Forgive me for my grievous lack of both. You are good and kind and just. I am glad you are just. I deserve to melt away continually in hell. Oh YES I do. As much as my flesh wars against me, telling my I am not that bad, and really, I of all people deserve eternal damnation to rot in hell never to be consumed by its never ending fire? Little me, who is so good to everyone and tries so hard to help others? Really? I deserve such pain and torment that I would be gnashing my teeth constantly? YES! I am offensive to God. Fully offensive to God. Even the smallest skunk is offensive to man, what makes me think that I should be loved. What makes a single worm think that a human should love it. Yet here I sit, covered by the blood of Perfection. God sees His blood and not my ever-infiltrating humanity. God sees His perfection and not my putrid sin. God sees me, cleansed and white as snow because of what Jesus did on the cross. He chose me and I have now turned from my selfish arrogant life and now trust in Him and have faith in Him and follow Him. I ask humbly for forgiveness of my thinking I do not deserve Hell. I am not good. Even my righteousness stinks to You. But I will be righteous because you call me to be righteous. I will be holy because you call me to be holy. I will do whatever you want whenever you want wherever you want because I am committed.

I try to control things when I know very well that You, LORD, control everything. As much as I want to feel like I am in control, I am not. I am fully and woefully out of control. You are not my co-pilot or my partner in life. You are in charge completely. The more I am able to live my life in light of that sure and unwavering fact, the smoother and straighter my paths will be. LORD, grant me success in being out of control.

Thank You Lord that You are love. Perfect and holy love. Something I think we all think we understand but really how could we. Perfect love is only from You. We probably only understand 1% of what your love really is. The best way I can describe it is a crushing annihilating love. Something utterly indescribable. Something so precious that I know I will some day soon know what it is. How amazing that when I am with You in Heaven I will be granted all things that pertain to life and godliness through your knowledge because You called me to your glory and excellence. What a wonder that will be. I am so excited, please come soon!!!! You are amazing!